In the Heart Cultivation Palace, Wei Qing received the order and hurriedly changed into formal clothes.

It is about the dignity of the Southern Wei royal family, and she naturally can't shirk it.

It just so happened that Wei Ning's injuries had almost healed in the past two days, so the two sisters set off together to meet the Liao envoy at Taihemen.

There are more than twenty people in the Liao Kingdom, and most of them are royal attendants. As for the leader, it is Xiao Yuanhua, the third prince of the Liao State.

"I have long heard that there are many beauties in the Southern Wei Dynasty, and when I see it today, it really lives up to its reputation. The princess of Southern Wei is the best in the world!" Xiao Yuanhua burst out laughing as soon as he entered the door, and a pair of eyes swept around Wei Qing and Wei Ning, and then added in an obscene tone:

"The princesses I've played with before can't be compared to the two of them at all, it's just the gap between mortals and fairies!"

After saying this, everyone's expressions were extremely strange.

Is this a compliment or a disservice?

"I have long heard that the third prince of the Liao Kingdom is a gentleman, and this is indeed the case!" Wei Ning kept his face calm and muttered in a low voice.

Wei Qing pinched his sister's palm, signaling her to be polite, and then took a step forward and said with a smile, "The prince is also a young talent, please."

The group walked towards the main hall, where the venue was already prepared.

Li Yuanyi came out of the crowd with several master books of Guozijian and followed Wei Qing.

Wei Qing asked him in a low voice, "Old Li, can you beat these people?"

"I'm not sure." Li Yuanyi's face was solemn, "Princess, look at the old man next to the third prince, that is the master of Chinese culture in the Central Plains, Liao Zhongjing!"

When Wei Qing heard this, he looked over and saw an old man with gray hair beside Xiao Yuanhua, wearing a long horse coat, revealing an elegant temperament.

This is Liao Zhongjing, known as the number one in the world!

At this time, seeing Wei Qing's gaze, Liao Zhongjing also turned his head to look at her, his eyes were flat, and he didn't seem to care about the identity of Princess Wei Qing at all.

When Wei Qing saw it, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Don't like things or be sad about yourself, this Liao Zhongjing's heart is definitely different from ordinary people!

The two sides entered the main hall and took their seats, and then the literary masters who were invited from all walks of life, as well as the wealthy scholars, also took their seats.

They are the audience and the judges of the poetry club.

Xiao Yuanhua didn't talk nonsense, and went straight to the point: "Princess, since we are a poetry club, do we want to add some color?"

The poetry meeting can be regarded as a literary fight, and it is normal to add some bets on this occasion.

For example, when the poet Sun Liangce set up the ring, he had to bet ten taels of silver every time to compare the poem.

So Wei Qing nodded and said, "What does the prince want to add?"

"We don't have anything else in Liao, but the territory is big. Otherwise, how about we bet on the territory of a state?" Xiao Yuanhua's face was full of superiority.

But when Wei Qing heard this, his expression froze.

Liao is a big country in northern Xinjiang, and it occupies enough territory to have 23 states in northern Xinjiang, and one state may not be anything to them.

But for a small country like the Southern Wei Dynasty, the loss of a state is a fatal thing!

So Wei Qing hesitated and made an excuse and said, "This ...... Our two countries don't share a border, and even if we gamble on the land of one state, we can't give it to each other......

"Hahahaha, the princess is right! What's more, I forgot that there are only four states in Southern Wei, so you can't gamble on land!" Xiao Yuanhua's eyes were full of sarcastic smiles.

The people of the Liao Kingdom laughed one after another, and the people of the Southern Wei Dynasty blushed in ridicule.

Wei Qing was a little confused, so he blushed and asked, "Then you say, what are we betting on?"

Xiao Yuanhua rolled his eyes and said, "Princess, I heard that there is a relic of the Great Qian Dynasty in the Southern Wei Dynasty, and it is also listed as a forbidden place by the royal family, is this news correct?"

"What are you asking for?" Wei Qing frowned.

"Otherwise, if we win, tell us where that place is. If we lose, forget it, what?"

When Wei Qing heard this, this bet was much better than the previous one.

At least, it won't hurt the roots of the Southern Wei Dynasty.

In a panic, she didn't think much about it, so she agreed, "Okay!"

"Okay, then let's start composing poetry!"

Wei Qing nodded and glanced at Li Yuanyi, and on the Liao side, Liao Zhongjing walked out in a hurry.

The rules are simple, first pull out a slip of paper from the front box and determine the title of the poem.

Each of the people present wrote down their own poems according to the title.

Then, all the poems are posted and announced, and the people present will judge the best poem, which is the winner.

Since the poems are all anonymous, and it is not known until after the selection is completed, it is not known who wrote it, so this selection method is very fair.

Soon, the competition between the two sides began.

The topic of the first round is rivers, the topic of the second round is clouds and fog, and the topic of the third round is dangerous mountains.

Li Yuanyi and several master books of Guozijian almost racked their brains, discussed ideas with each other, and then revised the poems little by little.

However, there is only one tea in each round, so they don't have much time to think about it.

On the other hand, Liao Zhongjing's side, the wind is light and light, and the pen is done in one go, and there is really everyone's demeanor.

After three rounds, Liao Zhongjing really won with a high vote!

Xiao Yuanhua was very proud, and complimented loudly: "Mr. Liao is really powerful, the poetry in the world is all in your hands!" How dare you be on the same stage as you?"

Hearing this naked ridicule, Li Yuanyi and the others blushed and became angry.

But they lost three games in a row, and they didn't even have a reason to refute!

"This Liao Zhongjing is really amazing!" Li Yuanyi was helpless.

Wei Qing was also a little panicked, exposing the location of the relics of the Qianchao Dynasty was still a trivial matter. The main reason is that they lost so badly in the palace of the Southern Wei Dynasty, and their face was really unbearable.

If this spreads, Nan Wei's face will be lost.

So Wei Qing asked, "Elder Li, can you still call someone else?"

"Let me think!"

Next to him, Wei Ning's eyes lit up and asked, "Sister, can we call Master Shen here?"