After a moment of thought, Minsa stepped forward and walked slowly around the guqin, running his slender fingers over the sandal-colored body as he went.

Although she didn't know the rhythm of music and didn't know how to play the qin, when she was in the Western Regions, she had several exchanges with the music idiot master who loved the guqin the most.

At that time, he loved to talk about the way of making the luthier, and Minsa still had an impression.

At this moment, I subconsciously thought about it, and although I listened to it inadvertently, the surging avenue was still clear in my heart.

As soon as Minsa had an idea in his head.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly with satisfaction, and then she turned around and sat down on the desk, calmly spread the roll of paper, and then indifferently picked up the pen.

When Minsa smiled, he still felt his heart relax.

Sitting in the seat belonging to the fifth warrior at this moment, it was the first time that it was so excessive, and many of the contestants, the rest of the people waited for him to ignore him, and only stared at Minza's reaction, for fear that she would encounter a problem.

General Chi Qin, who was sitting in the sixth warrior position next to him, saw that his soul had been taken away, and the cold meaning in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

And Venerable Lord Wanfu was the final decider of this first competition, so Wanfu did not sit in the most central position, but slowly paced all the way, looking around at the state and bearing of all thirty-two contestants.

And just now, Mingsa had a conclusion, and the second he laughed, Wanfu was walking in the direction of looking at Mingsa, and he definitely saw that glimpse of the shocking smile, and his calm heart was stirred again.

……

At this time, Chiyan in room 12 had already begun to write, and she was the first of this group of talents. Chi Qin couldn't help but look happy when he saw it from a high place.

Pei Xing in room 8 is the opposite, he is the last of the thirty-two contestants to write, because he is really entangled in too much resentment in this sleeping cat lazy cat.

He felt that those Venerable Tomb Lords who were looking at him from a high place probably thought it was extremely funny when they saw that the case of the prince of the Western Regions was a sick cat at this moment, so they became even more annoyed.

However, when he realized that now was not the time to fight this anger, but to think of a countermeasure as soon as possible, he was already one step behind the others. But seeing that he finally picked up the pen, every sentence and every line of writing is vigorous, and it seems that he will not lag behind others.

Lord Wanfu looked around, and saw that the young talents sitting down were all extraordinary, and they did not lose to the previous session, and he was immediately relieved in his heart.

……

Half an hour was coming soon, and before the judges had lost their patience and the contestants were still unsatisfied, the bell for the end had already sounded, and it resounded crisply throughout the Wenqu Palace.

The attendants standing in front of the door of each room pushed the door in unison, took away the rolls of paper from each contestant, and marked the number plate. Then they lined up in a neat column and walked briskly towards the stands at the top.

The contestants also slowly got up, walked out of the room one after another, and did not dare to slack off in front of the door that was originally waiting to enter the room, standing upright, waiting for the judges to read the rolling paper, and then the final decision of the lord was made.

At first, the paper was presented to the throne of the Lord Wanfu, and after reading each answer sheet, the Lord of Wanfu would circulate the paper in order, so that the rest of the judges could also see everyone's statement.

On the top of this roll of paper, there is a number eight.

Lord Wanfu moved in his heart, and the first one was the answer sheet of Pei Xing, the prince of the Western Regions, and see if this young man said to himself that he could become the overlord and powerhouse of the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions.

Lord Wanfu opened the No. 8 roll of paper, and saw that the handwriting on the paper was thick and round, strong and powerful, and it was indeed the handwriting of a person with superb force. And this font is tight and loose, the corners of the pen are elongated, there is a sense of condescension, as if the rest of the people have to look up to the general domineering self-declaration.

Let's look at his way of governing the country with cats:

Cats are tigers, and tigers are cats.

The way of governing the country is also the way of taming animals.

Governing the people is like taming a beast, and everything should be done with grace and power. If the power is greater than the grace, the beasts will surrender, and if the grace is greater than the might, there will be many incidents.

Scold! This way of governing the country is really as good as his temperament, strong and angry, and countering violence with violence, Wan Fu looked at Pei Xing and showed his judgment in two straight sentences, and some smiles couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

It's not that he doesn't think his remarks are not precise enough, but it just happens to be this kind of undisguised style, but it is still quite appreciated, Lord Wanfu thought so, and then continued to read.

and make all their people worthy of punishment for their sins, and make the hearts of the evildoers fearful.

Make it a hundred officials, honest and honest, retreat without merit, promote with merit, reward and punishment clearly, and choose people carefully.

Governing the people and governing the country go hand in hand, all through clear rewards and punishments, grace and power are applied simultaneously, and power is greater than grace, so that the people can only love me, protect me, and enjoy my way.

Not bad!

Although the expression still lacked precision and euphemism, it was a king's domineering assertion after all, and the Lord read through his rather short scroll again, and then reached out and passed it to the Soul Master beside him.

The spirit master has also seen Pei Xing's way of governing the country, and his heart is consistent with the feeling of Lord Wanfu, and he does not hide his unpretentious temperament, which makes the spirit master have a better impression of this prince of the Western Regions.

He didn't deliberately cater to anything, nor did he deliberately curry favor with weakness, he did himself just right, making people feel real and refreshing, so as not to lose the king's domineering, if he deliberately showed weakness in order to win, it would make the spirit master look down on him.

……

After reading a few more copies, the roll paper picked up by Lord Wanfu at this time was marked with No. 12.

When Lord Wanfu spread out the paper, he could feel Chi Qin's uncontrollable gaze looking at him, he seemed to be very confident, in fact, at the beginning of Chi Yan's first pen to explain the theory, Chi Qin decided that Chi Yan won this game nine times out of ten.

Lord Wanfu quietly opened the roll paper completely.

There are rows of sparse and dense hairpin small characters in front of me, and at first glance it is the font of the girl's house, and there is some charm in the beauty.

It is said that words are like people, and the font of General Chiqin's beloved daughter Chiyan can really make people correspond to her appearance, and she is worldly and secretly connected at a young age, and she is very charming.

Looking at her Taoist exposition in detail, Wanfu admired the strong assertion of this red smoke. Her assertions are not as soft as her handwriting, but they are sharp, and the words overshadow the words of today's men.

Governing the country is just like this, the outside is round and the inside is round, and there are no rules!

What a ruleless circle!

Lord Wanfu sighed in his heart, a little woman, who is only a few years old this year, actually said this judgment, and she is not a talent. (To be continued.) )