Opportunities always come with challenges.

Just like how to deal with the provocation of Wu Guo's competition, if you can win, this is a great opportunity to be famous in the Tang Dynasty and even in other countries!

But what if you lose?

The loss of face and reputation is a small matter, Princess Yilan married Wu Guo far away, the Tang Emperor was furious, and the people were angry, who could bear this responsibility?

Yang Feng saw it thoroughly, so he didn't want his grandson to wade into this troubled water, but looking at Emperor Tang's current attitude, it seems that he can't go if he doesn't go!

Hey, always on the side of the emperor, how can you follow yourself in everything?

Yang Feng glanced at Mo Guogong in disgust, his eyes narrowed, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: You don't want me to feel better? Can I make you better?

He bowed to Emperor Tang and said, "Your Majesty, the reason why the minister disagrees is that he is afraid that Ze Xincai will not learn well, and if he loses, he will insult the reputation of our Tang Dynasty!" If Your Majesty doesn't dislike it, the old minister is willing to fight for Zexin! ”

Hearing this, the corners of Emperor Tang's eyebrows relaxed.

He had heard of the prime minister's son's poetry before, and he had already begun to show everyone's style at a young age, and he was still relatively confident in Yang Zexin.

The reason why Yang Zexin was not allowed to take the initiative to fight in the court today was not only because he didn't want to fight, but also because he felt that the three princes of Wu were prepared, and he was afraid that he would suffer a loss if he rashly responded to the battle......

But now that he has been forced to the edge of the cliff and has to fight, the best candidate in his heart is still Yang Zexin, and he is a little relieved to hear Yang Feng say this......

"Your Majesty, the old minister has another suggestion, I don't know if I should talk about it?"

"Prime Minister Yang, but it's okay to talk about it!"

Emperor Tang was in a good mood and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this Wu country wants to add martial arts to the test, although the old minister has confidence in Zexin, but he doesn't know the depth of the three princes of the Wu country, if the Wen test really loses, we must use martial arts to remedy it!"

Emperor Tang nodded, this is indeed the case, although he is more happy that Yang Zexin can fight, but he has no idea whether he can win or not.

Fortunately, there are two martial arts battles in the literary test, and if the literary test fails, it is okay to win the martial arts, looking at Yang Feng's meaning, he has ideas!

Emperor Tang raised his chin and motioned for him to continue.

"Your Majesty, all the people who are naturally sent in this competition are young people, and among the generals, there is only one person in the younger generation who can take on this great task - Mo Li, the general of the auxiliary country!"

After Yang Feng finished speaking, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised an arc, and then quickly disappeared.

Normally, his proposal was pertinent, but he said it after Mo Guogong's proposal - why did it sound a little weird?

As soon as someone else proposed to let his grandson fight, he immediately proposed to let someone else's daughter fight—the revenge was obvious!

"Your Majesty, let Mo Li fight!"

Mo Guogong glared at Yang Feng and said loudly.

In his heart, he despised Yang Feng: This old horseman is like a turtle with a shrunken head, you just don't say it, labor and management also let Li'er fight! My Mo family's blood is hot!

But Emperor Tang was not excited by his decisiveness and boldness, but frowned: "General Mo's ability is acceptable, but she is a woman after all. If this matter spreads, others are afraid that they will say that we have no one in Datang, so we can only let the woman charge into battle! At that time, where did you put my Datang face? ”

That's true, but if Mo Li doesn't fight, there will be no one in the younger generation! You can't let their old man play against others, right? It's disgraceful to win, and it's even more humiliating to lose......

"Your Majesty, this-"

"Needless to say, I have a candidate!"

Emperor Tang interrupted Yang Feng's words, looked at Zhang Guogong and said, "Zhang Guogong, after you go home, tell Twelve, tomorrow I will send someone to pick him up at the Weiguo Mansion and let him get ready!" Okay, I'm a little tired, so let's leave it at that......"

After speaking, Emperor Tang waved his hand and motioned for a few people to retreat......

…………

Coming out of the imperial study, the five old men were obviously divided into two camps, among which Yang Feng was in a team with Bai Jianfu, and the other three were together.

Yang Feng and Bai Jianfu looked very lonely when they walked on the steps of the bluestone slab, and soon left the palace and got into the carriage and went back, looking worried.

And the other three talked and laughed together, and the objects of conversation were Zhang Guogong's grandson Zhang Twelve.

"Zhang Guogong is so blessed! The grandson disappeared for six years, but when he came back, he had such a creation, what a miracle! ”

Mo Guogong said with a smile.

"Yi'er is still young, but thanks to the Holy Master's weight, she will have to rely on two more people to take care of her in the future!"

Zhang Guogong laughed and said modestly.

Today, Zhang Twelve can be regarded as giving him a long face, and his weight in the heart of the saint is too high, so high that several of them are particularly shocked.

But similar to Yang Feng's thoughts, Zhang Guogong was also a little worried, in his opinion, Zhang Twelve was just relying on his cleverness to force back the Xiliang cavalry, why could he be so valued by Emperor Tang and give him such a big task?

No, I'll have to ask him when I get back......

"I mean, you two don't be so hypocritical, okay? Who doesn't know, you two will be one family in the future! ”

After Mo Guogong finished speaking, the three of them laughed out loud again......

…………

Harem, Suyi Palace.

"Princess, princess!"

The palace maid ran in from outside, shouting as she ran, her cheeks flushed and she was out of breath.

"Slow down! Slow down! Why are you in such a hurry? ”

Princess Yilan put down the scroll in her hand and said angrily.

"Princess, it is rumored outside, saying that the three princes of Wu took the initiative to challenge and want to compete with the Tang Dynasty to try martial arts, if he loses one of them, he will return to Wu and never mention marrying the princess again!"

Hua Feng said excitedly.

Princess Yilan didn't show a special expression, and still said indifferently: "Then what if they all win?" ”

"Win both - how is that possible!"

Hua Feng said in disbelief.

There is no need to say more, Princess Yilan herself guessed the result of both of them, it is nothing more than her marrying......

Seeing that Princess Yilan's face was a little gloomy, she felt uncomfortable for a while, and said with a smile: "Princess, do you know who His Majesty sent to fight this time?" ”

"Yang Zexin of Prime Minister Yang Cheng's family and General Mo Limo of the Moguo family......"

Among the young generation that Princess Yilan can think of, these are the only two people with the top in civil and military affairs......

"The princess only guessed half right! The son of the Yang family was indeed selected in the literary test, but he was fighting - he was the eldest grandson of Zhang Guogong! ”

"Zhang Guogong's eldest grandson?"

Princess Yilan read it again, why hadn't she heard of such a No. 1 person?

In her memory, the eldest grandson of Zhang Guogong's family seems to have disappeared many years ago, and the other eldest grandson of the Zhang family is also a teenager who is not very outstanding.

Where did this eldest grandson suddenly come from? And can you take on this heavy responsibility?

Princess Yilan felt a little confused for the first time......