Now that he has a plan to deal with everything, Zhao Ming will forget about this competition that the whole city has watched in the next seven days, and concentrate on his own affairs.

For him, it was a very indifferent thing. What if you win or lose? For reality and oneself, it is completely meaningless, and losing, it is just a loss of face for Yingding, a person who does not exist. It's a big deal to give up this name that spurs the moment. What is the face of a non-existent person?

As for the future when some people suspect that Ying Ding is His Royal Highness Beizhao Liu, he will not admit it shamelessly. Anyway, every time he leaves the palace now, he passes by those disguise masters in the palace who don't know where he came out of it, and he looks much older than his actual age, and his temperament has also changed a little. This made Zhao Ming amazed, it seems that one of the four great divine arts, the makeup technique of a certain country was also very accomplished in ancient times.

Besides, even if he won, Zhao Ming felt that such a battle of spirit was meaningless. It makes people laugh like a child's vindictiveness. Winning may be able to improve Beizhao's confidence in literary affairs by a few points, but Zhao Ming, who has been cultivated by later generations to only focus on actual interests, really thinks that this is a very boring and indifferent thing. Fortunately, the prosperity can be operated by false names, increasing the influence of the country, and making foreigners return to their hearts. For example, the former Don.

But now it is only a temporary calm in the troubled times, what is the use of fighting for the strength of the country? Even if he wins, Nan Tang will admit at most that Bei Zhao has produced a person with amazing talent, and he should be despised for it. It cannot change the concept of the entire world, let alone enhance the overall reputation and hard power of Beizhao. What's the point of winning? It's a joke that the name of Yingding is spread all over the world, as for restoring his real name and making Zhao Ming's name famous all over the world? Silly? Going to the end of the world and not knowing the king is a complete disaster for a prince like him who plans to travel the world! So this competition is like a chicken rib in Zhao Ming's eyes, it is really Cao Cao's words, it is a pity to abandon it if it is tasteless.

What makes Zhao Ming lose his temper is that you can't help but compare, public opinion has made Nantang's group of idlers who are full of food and have nothing to do make it prosperous. If you don't compare to Yingding, you will become a sinner in Northern Zhao, and I don't know what the literary barren land that was originally despised by the Southern Tang Dynasty will look like now. Even if Zhao Ming didn't care about all this, he couldn't help but care about the thoughts of the old dragon in the palace, that was the guy who knew that Zhao Ming was the guy who won the ding, in case Zhao Ming lost the competition casually, I don't know if his stingy father would be annoyed and angry, disgusted with him for causing such a big turmoil, and cutting off his way out of the palace, which would outweigh the losses.

Therefore, Zhao Ming was very helpless about this competition, and he didn't want to spend too much energy, but he had to plan against his will. Let's give these Bianliang people who are usually bored to death have some talking points. Zhao Ming could only think comfortingly.

So in the past seven days, Zhao Ming prepared some plans and put this matter aside. Yes, everything is just a plan, just like playing a puzzle, but prepare the right things and put them in the right place, and Zhao Ming also stole a lot of patterns from later generations that others have not seen, I dare not guarantee whether to win or not, I believe that it should always be scary that day. Shame? It doesn't exist, since the birth of the water tune song head, he has not received any inappropriate accusations, and Zhao Ming doesn't know whether he is relieved or completely discouraged. The broken jar let go of that concern, and copied it unscrupulously, giving Beizhao a feast and scaring the world. It's fun to think about. It's just a game.

But the people of Bianliang City don't see it that way, since that night the Northern Zhao boy drank the words of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and a pair of people were going to embarrass the world for a hundred years, the Northern Zhao people, who had been suppressed by the Southern Tang Dynasty for a hundred years, finally breathed a long sigh of relief as if they had won a national war. Walking on the street, I was not as in awe of the Nantang people who wore the Nantang student shirts, and I felt that it was not so unattainable. What about everyone? What about the Tang Dynasty before the inheritance? Match that pair, make such a good word and tell me again!

Originally, things slowly faded over time, and the name Yingding may be like a flash in the pan and disappear from the world. But when the forgetful people of Bianliang began to prepare to forget this name, the students from the Southern Tang Dynasty pushed this name to the forefront, a character that not many people have seen, and an ordinary day made the entire Bianliang City look forward to it. As for winning or losing, they don't even care more than Zhao Ming, except for gamblers, who wins or loses can give themselves one more copper plate? But this excitement still has to be seen, who made this day too dull.

Seven days later, at the time of the competition, even the usually lively East Market was a lot safer. Many shops simply closed their doors and joined in this lively tour en masse, making the entire Bianliang City rush to one place as if they were having the Yuan Festival, but this time they did not go to the Imperial Garden where the Shangyuan Festival was going but to the north, located in Taixue in Beicheng.

The venue of this competition is agreed to be in Taixue, and I don't know what Taixue thinks about the sacrificial wine, so I actually agreed to set the competition venue here, and even stopped Taixue's one-day course to facilitate the holding of the competition. It is estimated that Taixue Sacrificial Wine is also muttering that his students are afraid that they have no intention of studying today.

At that time, in order to reflect its emphasis on the imperial examination and civil affairs, the Northern Zhao royal family divided a huge territory for the highest university in the country in the early days of the founding of the country. Because of this, today's Taixue talent has not been crowded by the crowd that has swarmed. Even so, the wide lecture square was still crowded. Many people in Bianliang, who came later, couldn't even squeeze in the gate. The troubled Bianliang Mansion Yin had no choice but to increase the number of officials to maintain order at the scene, and drove all the shrewd Bianliang City hawkers out of the door, and assured the dissatisfied people outside the door to find a few loud storytellers to tell them about the situation inside, so as to appease these people who had been raised at the feet of the Son of Heaven. It's also a live broadcast of ancient times.

Now the one who laughs the most should be the Jinling Lin family. This high platform is built in the middle of the Taixue Lecture Square, and on top of the platform are overhead sheds on three sides, with wood as pillars and oilcloth used to shade the light. There are six seats on the front, which is naturally the position of the judges for this competition. Six Hu chairs, a few long, in addition to pen, ink and paper, the Lin family also intimately prepared seasonal fruits and sour pulp, and in the two corners, there was a small guy with a huge Jinling Lin family's four-character gold thread embroidered on his chest, waiting for the call of the judges at any time for the need from time to time.

The competition was jointly agreed by the judges of the two countries, and only ten people can participate in the competition. Regarding the number of people, the judges of the two countries also had a heated quarrel, Nantang originally wanted to be a quota of fourteen people, and they didn't mind more, anyway, Nantang had talents who specialized in this way.

And Beizhao has nowhere to say about it, so he can't find this person called Yingding at all, and he doesn't even know how to discuss the arrangement of troops, but he can't get around this master designated by the Southern Tang Dynasty. For this reason, the old man Li also specially found the upper study, hoping that the emperor could help check the bottom of this winning tripod, but he only received a wry smile from Emperor Zhao Hao's strange face. In the end, the old eunuch Huaien, who was not a few years younger than him, assured him that this Yingding was indeed talented, and with that little certainty, Boss Li left with a full stomach of questions, and did not give the emperor a good look on the spot.

Li Lao didn't count it in his heart, so he had to press the number of people to a small number, and finally set it at ten, with seven main forces and three substitutes. He secretly prepared ten people just in case, in case the winning Ding did not come to the appointment, he could not lose the scene, as for wanting to rely on these ten people to win the competition, he knew that there was no hope, and he was blessed by the Buddha to win everything, but he was just insisting on his final bottom line of Beizhao.

There are ten seats on the right side of the high platform, and there are chairs and no cases. There is a black Tang flag with a yellow background behind the pole flying in the wind, and there are also the same little guys standing with their hands tied up waiting to be called. The ten chairs were already full of contestants wearing the costumes of Nantang students. There are different ages, there are children who have just reached the crown, and there are also children with long beards who can be called old husbands. Or close their eyes and recuperate, or watch with a smile, or hold a pot to drink, or hold a chess and be silent, some people wave their hands in the wind, write out of thin air, and some people whisper and suddenly chant loudly, to win bursts of applause. The ten people in the Southern Tang Dynasty are very good-looking, and they have their own charms. It is not weak in the name of the ancestral place of Southern Tang literature.

In comparison, the momentum on the left is completely incomparable, and there is only one person on top of the ten chairs. With a majestic face and ring-eyed leopard whiskers, if it weren't for a scribe's shirt, it was said that he was a pig slaughterer, and many people believed it. It was Zhao Mingxin's brother Yan Lie who was here. At this time, Yan Lie was in an extremely bad mood, feeling that he had been cheated by his little brother, saying that the elder brother would go first, and the younger brother would arrive later, but he sat for half an hour and didn't see the shadow of the brother. The ten empty seats sat alone, making himself like a strange beast being visited by others, and he couldn't feel comfortable. had no choice but to face Nantang's unkind eyes with a straight face, and glared back fiercely.

Speaking of the sour Confucians in the Southern Tang Dynasty, their resentment in Xiyan was even greater. Beizhao gave a comment on a barren land, barren is barren, and there are always a few grasses. What about their Xiyan? The literati of the Southern Tang Dynasty did not comment at all! It seems that there is no such country as Xiyan in his eyes. When it comes to Xiyan, isn't there only a sheepherd squatting on the ground herding sheep? Someone is literate? That's how it feels. Therefore, Yan Lie, who was originally out of Beizhao, immediately rushed back when he heard the news, firstly, to support the little brother's field, and secondly, there was also an element of resentment in his heart.

But now that he has made trouble, Yan Lie is afraid that he will be more resentful of his brother.

"The hour is coming, will Beizhao send this person to participate?" Nantang Taixue Sacrificial Wine looked at his old enemy with a smile, and his face was full of ridicule. Usually, as the helmsman of the highest university in the two countries, he usually fights a lot of empty mouths, but this old guy has so much knowledge that he has nothing to say. It's okay to ridicule Beizhao's academic foundation, and the debate asked that this old guy is not inferior to himself at all, and he has no temper. Today, I can finally mock this old immortal in person, and it is not in vain that I have traveled thousands of miles to this Beizhao regardless of my body.

Beizhao was not in a happy mood, but his face was bitter but glared back at the old man next to him viciously. It seems that Wynne's old foolish promise is a fart. I really didn't waste the insurance I prepared, but I still used the ten people who were inferior to Nantang. I can't count on winning, but I don't even dare to compete, this is a disaster in the Northern Zhao literary world!

Just when the old gentleman wanted to let the ten people prepared by the audience play, a crisp and domineering voice sounded in the audience: "To deal with you Nantang, this local chicken and tile dog, my brother and I are enough!" Why do you need to work for ten people in Beizhao! ”