Chapter Seventy-Two: A Little Trick

On the Daqing Palace, the Japanese slave monk wanted to throw a pound of bullets first, set off a storm and then talk about the Kowloon Cup, humiliating the Song Dynasty; Finally, we will talk about some conditions for the murder of the Japanese people. I didn't expect this first thing to be good, but to be humiliated.

There is no analysis at all by the king, the character of the Japanese slave people is this virtue, and they generally don't know how to be ashamed, they have to be beaten before lying on the ground, if they can persist until death, they are still a little backbone, but the servility of the Japanese slaves lies in the fact that he calls grandpa only if you beat him down.

Seeing everyone laughing, the monk felt that it was pointless to dwell on the name of the country. Then he looked for the steps and said, "No matter what you call it, anyway, we call us Japan." ”

Sima Guang flicked the sleeves of his wide robe and said, "That's your Japanese business, and it has nothing to do with us." With that, he turned around and went back to the queue.

Renzong laughed: "Even so, what else does Kong Xiu have to say?"

Monk Kongxiu rolled his triangular eyes, without the slightest appearance of a monk, and said, "My second thing is to see your country's Nine Dragons Cup again. I don't know if the emperor can take it out for everyone to taste. ”

He saw that Renzong said yes generously, and then high-fived. The emperor of the Song Dynasty, you will look good for a while. Thinking so in my heart, I saw a young man walking out of the side hall.

said that he was a young man, and he was nearly seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was still wearing a white dress with his hair tied on his head, and his facial features were handsome and heroic. All eyes were drawn to him. Seeing him come out of the side hall, there was another whisper in the hall. Master Bao and Wang Anshi looked at each other and smiled, Wang Anshi was a little confused, and he didn't know what tricks were going on next to this king.

The other envoys who came to celebrate the New Year saw the king when they were shooting, and they all discussed, isn't this the king of the shooting? Xiao Ying, the envoy of the Liao State, said: "This posterity is a bit interesting. After speaking, he gave the king a thumbs up. Wang saw that although Xiao Ying was a little more public, he was also magnificent. He nodded slightly.

Walking to the middle of the main hall, the king first thought about Renzong's salute, and then turned to face the ministers and said. "Today, in order to send you off, the Holy Divine Order has specially prepared a program."

"Oh, good ......" everyone felt fresh, they had never seen this show before, and they saw what tricks this kid could do at a young age.

I saw a wave of his hand beside the king, and two eunuchs came up, carrying a table, and a black tablecloth was placed on the table. These two eunuchs are none other than He Libo and Lu Shenyan. The two put down the table and stood at the table, their heads lower than those of the real eunuchs, for fear of being recognized.

Wang Anshi's face was really full of doubts, and when he saw Emperor Renzong, who was smiling on the throne dragon bed, he couldn't say anything more.

And he said, "Let one of the envoys come and see if there is anything unusual about this table." "I'm coming!" Xiao Ying of Liaoguo walked forward with a slightly fat belly, looked left and right, and pressed the table with the palm of his hand, but did not find any difference.

He turned around and said, "I should believe it after reading it, and there is indeed nothing unusual." ”

He has a reason for saying this, Xiao Ying of Liao State is a bold person, and he has come to the capital for a few days, unlike the empty monk who locked himself in his room. Instead, they invite ambassadors to drink and have fun all day long. The Chinese New Year turned into a diplomatic show for him.

The monk did not know the king, and he did not come to participate in the royal shooting that day, and he spent most of the day in the room by himself, where did he see the king. Seeing this, he said: "Da Song Guojun, I ask you to watch the Kowloon Cup again, how can you make such a show, can't you take out the cup to make a trick?" ”

Seeing him so disdainful, if it weren't for the fear of insulting the literary style, it was estimated that one person could drown empty rest with a mouthful of spit. Qi Qi looked at Renzong, waiting for him to speak.

Renzong didn't answer him, but the king said, "Don't you just want to see the Kowloon Cup?" The Kowloon Cup is just one of many fine products in our country, so why don't I show it to you? Look if you've never seen it on the market!! ”

He was originally taller than the Japanese slave monk, and he stood up straight, with his chest straight, only looking at the monk from the corner of his eye, plus his voice was loud, and the tone of the last few people who had never seen the market was serious, as if he was reprimanding the Japanese monk.

When he said this, it seemed even more vulgar that the monk was empty, so the court was quiet, and one or two hundred pairs of eyes were staring at the king.

Kong Xiu was nested there by the king, unable to speak, the king walked up to him, circled around him twice, looked at the gray cloth package prepared behind him, and said in his heart that you are reluctant to put it down.

Generally, there are envoys who come with them, and they will hand over important items to the retinue waiting outside the city gate. If there are swords and weapons, they naturally cannot be brought into the palace. This monk didn't have a sword, so naturally he couldn't talk about scrutinizing it again. What's more, on top of this hall, the number of guards and envoys is about the same, and they can see people guarding people, and it can't be said that they are not heavily guarded.

The monk carried the package on his back, and he didn't have to go back to Huaiyuan Station today, and he was ready to go back to the Japanese slave country directly after the main hall, and it was not too late to come back after explaining his official business. Seeing that the king circled around him three times, he unconsciously touched his package behind his back. It is precisely that the more afraid of being seen, the more empty the heart.

Wang saw him touch the package, and looked at him slightly sideways, knowing in his heart that this was a signal revealed by body language. The monk's unconscious body language is the outpouring of the subconscious of running away. I have seven or eight points of certainty in my heart.

He stopped and asked Na Kongxiu and said, "May I ask this master, can you leave this package with me for a while." ”

Kong Xiuxin said: If I let you go, then you will drop the bag back for me, is it that Emperor Renzong already knows that the Nine Dragons Cup in his palace is fake? Look at Renzong again, sitting on the throne dragon bed, his expression is relaxed, and there is no nervous expression at all.

Kong Xiu was a little undecided, so he said: "How can you let this son temporarily store the things you have with you." ”

The king glared at him and asked, "What you said is true?" I didn't hear you say it again."

Kong Xiu said loudly: "How can you let the son temporarily store the things you have with you." "He's heartbroken, I just won't give it to you anyway. In public, can you still grab it?

How do you know that the king laughed a few times. Said: "Hahahaha. Okay, what the monk said is good, everyone has heard it. ”

With such a loud voice, both of them were in the middle of the hall, and everyone's hearts were bright, and they could see clearly and hear clearly, so they said: "Hear, hear"

With a wave of his hand beside the king to signal silence, he walked to the table and said to Renzong, "Please bring the Nine Dragons Cup." ”

Renzong ordered someone to take the Nine Dragons Cup, and the king put the wooden box containing the Nine Dragons Cup on the table, opened the wooden box and took out the Nine Dragons Cup, and raised it above his head, everyone suddenly felt very nervous, and at this time the silence in the hall could hear a needle dropping.

Wang Anshixin said: "What is this young master playing, this is a royal thing, and he can't afford to pay for it." He stared at him nervously with wide eyes.

The monk said, "Can you let the old decay take a look? He was just about to come close and reveal that this cup was fake, but he did not expect the king to say, "Holy Lord, this cup is fake." ”

Everyone was in an uproar, and the monk was also stunned, could it be that Renzong knew that the cup was fake and deliberately covered up his shame?

"Wow! How is it fake? When Renzong heard this, he hurriedly stood up and walked down from the pedestal. This is a strange thing, but seeing that Renzong has already come, he took the cup and looked at it.

Wang said in a low voice: Boss, your performance is too exaggerated. Renzong frowned and said, "Sure enough, it's a copy." After saying that, he turned around and slowly returned to the throne dragon bed, as if he was thinking about something. In fact, it was the first time that Renzong thought it was so funny, and when he turned around, no one else could see his expression, and he had to slowly hold back the smile that he had endured.

After adjusting his mood, Renzong turned around and sat down, and said thoughtfully: "Next to the king, since this Nine Dragons Cup is fake, it is impossible to pour national wine for you to enjoy, so you can change to a different program." ”

Only then did everyone understand that the original program was to let everyone appreciate the magic of the Kowloon Cup, and everyone couldn't help but feel a little regretful on their faces. But he heard the king say, "It's okay if it's fake, I can make him real." ”

As he spoke, he looked around at everyone, and everyone looked at him, except for the monk who was empty, who was looking at him while rolling his triangular eyes, and one of his hands was still grasping the knot he had wrapped in his bag.

The corner of the king's mouth is raised, and you will be able to solve it yourself. Now that the performance began, I saw Wang Bian go around behind the table, facing the civil and military officials, shake off the tablecloth on the table, shake the front and back of the tablecloth, let everyone look at the tablecloth, and then put the Nine Dragons Cup on the table, cover the tablecloth on the table, and cover the Nine Dragons Cup.

The officials standing a little in front saw it very clearly, and the envoys standing a little back craned their necks to see these actions next to the king. Seeing that he pressed the cup protruding from the tablecloth with one palm, the palm of his hand slowly pressed down, and the protrusion where the cup was wrapped inside actually sank with his palm.

Everyone was dumbfounded, it must not be crushed, does this young king have such palm power? And there's no sound of the cup breaking. The realization above the court all stared nervously at the growing bulge in the king's palm.

Only behind the king, Renzong, who was high and up, put one arm on the side of the throne, pinching his chin with his hand, he was not nervous, he saw the small movements next to the king, he wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, pinched his chin to prevent laughter.

Wang Bian suddenly asked loudly: "Ambassador Kongxiu, is your package really not for outsiders to store temporarily?" ”

Kong Xiu was suddenly asked by him, and saw everyone looking at him in unison, staring at the eyes next to the king, and replied loudly: "Of course I don't give it!" ”

The king said, "Yes, please look here." When the eyes of the people gathered, the king suddenly lifted the tablecloth.

The "people wow" exclaimed, exclaimed because they saw that the table was clean, and there was no shadow of the Nine Dragons Cup.