Chapter 157: It's a Problem

The sun was not big outside, and finally a slight wind blew from time to time. Although the wind is still hot and can't bring a trace of coolness at all, it still brings a slightly more comfortable feeling to everyone.

Gonggong Li sat in this tent, and there were leafy branches of towering trees on top of the tent to shade and block the sun. It should be more comfortable or even cooler inside, but Gonggong Li was like a fire on a hot day, and his forehead began to sweat like soybeans again.

There was already a layer of salt on the clothes, and in this way, the salt and alkali were wet again, and it became a thicker look.

There was an unrealistically beautiful daydream in his heart, but the last reason told him that it was better not to ask such a thing. But he really couldn't figure out what to say. In front of the emperor and the noble concubine, the kind of shrewdness and smoothness like an old fox is gone. This is really not like the performance of oneself who has been immersed in the palace for decades. Could it be that there have been too many comfortable days, and I don't have the motivation and shrewdness to strive for the top before?

Or has he already come to a conclusion in his heart that the idle king and princess in front of him are actually far more difficult to deal with than the emperor and the noble concubine, and they are more moody?

Xuanyuan Yichen couldn't help but interrupt Gonggong Li's continued speech, and said, "Gonggong Li, what's wrong?" If you can't say a complete sentence with your tongue left, then let this king work hard, and give the next order to find someone to cut it off for you. ”

"Back to the prince, the slave thinks that the emperor's move must have a deep meaning!" Under the threat of Xuanyuan Yichen, Gonggong Li suddenly burst out of a sentence as if he had suddenly been opened up. It's just that this sentence is just a piece of nonsense, and it's the same as not saying it.

Xuanyuan Yichen couldn't help but want to sneer, and after thinking about it for a long time, it was really embarrassing for him to come up with such a sentence. However, that doesn't mean he's going to let him go.

"Gonggong Li, then you should tell me again, what is the meaning of the emperor's move?"

"Lord Wang, don't embarrass the slave maid......" Gonggong Li said as he couldn't help but fall to his knees again, but Xiao Yue and Fifteen kept guarding him from doing so, and when his body moved slightly to reveal this meaning, the two of them immediately stepped forward, and at the same time stretched out their hands to support him again.

It was a place where he was crying or praying, and when the time came, he could be explained by the fact that he was very hot or unwell. Even if the person who sees it doesn't believe it, he won't question it.

But if Gonggong Li knelt down to Xuanyuan Yichen in front of everyone, after all, he was a person around the emperor, and if he was spread by people with a heart, it would be too unfavorable for Xuanyuan Yichen. Therefore, Xuanyuan Yichen can say whatever he wants, but he must not let Gonggong Li do such a thing that is obviously unfavorable to himself.

Gonggong Li simply wanted to cry without tears, he was arrogant in vain, and he had never been bullied and insulted like this for so many years when he was promoted to the chief eunuch. He really died and lived too much, and he even forgot that he was just a subordinate to put it bluntly, and he was also a subordinate who was neither male nor female. No matter how high and powerful he is, he can only bear it if he is not played around by a prince, and he can't resist at all.

Gonggong Li trembled while pleading: "Lord Wang, the slave really doesn't know anything...... You just let the slave go...... "If he is a slave next to the idle king, then he can really say whatever he can think of, no matter how vicious he is, he can say the sad thoughts about changing the sa.

However, he is a slave by the emperor's side, and he wants the divine doctor to be known that he is behind the emperor's back, and he is afraid that Ling Chi's punishment will not be enough for him. If you want to blame, you can only blame him for being reduced to the side of the idle king. And this person who stepped back from himself, but he couldn't die was his official master, the emperor himself.

He can still maintain his absolute sincerity to the emperor, and even he has to admire himself.

Seeing his pitiful and funny appearance, Xuanyuan Yichen was in no mood to tease him. In general, he is just a minion, and what Xuanyuan Yichen should really deal with is his master. As for him, it's an occasional spice, but that's pretty much it. If you don't drive him crazy and bite yourself, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Gonggong Li, if this king fulfills you, he won't embarrass you. Put a good chair here, all the minions are only you have this treatment, you can sit well for me. Don't stand up without moving. Xuanyuan Yichen said, and deliberately emphasized the word "stand", Li Gonggong naturally understood what he meant, what he said was not "stand", but his action of "kneeling" at every turn.

Gonggong Li did think that as long as he really knelt down, he would definitely surprise everyone who saw it, and naturally it would attract the attention of the emperor, and at that time, maybe it would be a chance for himself to be freed. I didn't think that I couldn't hide this little bit of caution from the idle king at all, and I didn't succeed once.

Since the idle king has already threatened himself for this, then he should not make such a stupid attempt again. Otherwise, the idle king was so angry that he directly cut off his legs, so he really didn't have to kneel for the rest of his life.

After Liu Qingyan stepped down, the game was still going on as usual.

However, there was a king dadao, and another idle princess came, and I saw the most exciting game, and the subsequent games didn't seem to be so eye-catching, and there was no such real master.

Although Wang Dadao only had one breath left and his martial arts were completely wasted, it still did not prevent him from being written in the history books about the martial arts competition of the Three Kingdoms. Although he failed to defeat back-to-back challenges, he successfully advanced directly to the final on the third day. But by defeating nine challengers, the previous record has already been broken. In this regard, he is also a master worthy of commemoration and preaching. It's just that this master, luck and strength are a little worse.

There is also Liu Qingyan, her first appearance, and only once, she successfully defeated Wang Dadao. Whether it is the level of her skills, the size of her popularity, or the difference in status, she is far better than Wang Dadao. In the future, there are all kinds of legends about her, and it seems that it is already predictable that she must be the one who is known to be a god.

Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan both have a positive idea, and Liu Qingyan's popularity will definitely be of great help to their future revenge plans. However, at this time, they are still not sure whether they should get the championship or lose, cheating whether they lose or win, for people like Liu Qingyan, it is nothing at all. It's just that if she wins, will it immediately cause a great backlash from Xuanyuan Yixing and Concubine Gao?

After all, although revenge is inevitable. But at present, it is the strength of the other party that far exceeds itself, which is the top priority.

To win or to lose, that's the question!

Xuanyuan Yichen and Liu Qingyan were both thinking about this issue, they couldn't discuss it openly, and they clearly felt the terrifying gaze that had been projected from the largest tent, and they couldn't say anything. I simply watched the game in front of me, thinking about what was on my mind and seeing if I could get any inspiration to solve the crisis in front of me.

The next game is still a duel between masters and masters, of course, it is not as good as absolute masters like Wang Dadao and Liu Qingyan. However, as a martial arts event that is only held once every three years, it will not be far off. With so many people working so hard to come here, it's still worth a look.

Time passes unhurriedly, never changing because of something earth-shattering happening in this world.

Fortunately, an afternoon has finally passed. That's the end of today's game.