Chapter 373: Origin?
With the foreshadowing of the Nine Kings, the missions of various countries will naturally not hesitate to show their national talents this time.
At any time, there are comparisons between countries, even if there are no rules for comparison, but in people's minds, it is still customary to make comparisons.
This is a very normal people's psychology, after all, the countries represented are different, and everyone thinks that in the eyes of the people of the world, they can strive for the honor of the country, which is an infinitely glorious thing.
Many of the younger generations in the envoys of various countries could no longer bear it, and as soon as the Nine Kings spoke, many people also came up.
Before this, no one's poetry could surpass Jinsha Road, although there were also talented people who were affirmed by everyone, but compared with Jinsha Road, they were a little weaker.
So now, the poems of Jinsha Road have naturally become the goal of everyone's transcendence.
Jinsha Road, the fourteenth on the list of hunting countries, his talent and talent are well-known in the Great Xuan Kingdom. But there are still some people in front of him, and they are no less talented than him.
For example, the next 'Qingguo' talent.
When this person stepped forward, he didn't get much attention, because the frequency of poems has accelerated, so many people are just looking at it and are interested.
This man was very ordinary and did not see anything unique, but after a few breaths, his poems shocked the audience.
Because the luck attracted by his poems goes beyond Jinsha Road, and the sentences are wonderful and cover deep meanings.
Many people were surprised, including Jinsha Road, but when they looked closely, it seemed that several people recognized his identity. It seems to be a great talent in Qingguo. Qingliang!
Qingliang. Thirteenth on the hunting list. It's just a little higher than Jinsha Road.
Qingliang's appearance made the audience lively again, Jinshalu was just surprised, and then nodded to Qingliang very frankly, Jinshalu's mood is very clear, even if it is surpassed, there is no cowardice, and there is no vulgar grudge.
This is also what he has cultivated since he was a child in the barracks, and he never cares about being surpassed. He knew that as long as he worked hard to get back in the future, he would.
But Jinshalu thinks so, others may not think so openly.
Before having the first name of Jinsha Road, even if no one surpasses it, it will be safe, there will always be such an excuse, Jinsha Road is a person from the Great Xuanguo, and it is natural to get the first place.
However, a lot of times, such things are funny, if the first thing in people's minds is put there. It's okay not to move, but if it's really true, someone else surpasses it. That will inspire many people to compare, and they will more or less feel that their faces are dull.
At this time, it will rise to the level of 'competition' to win glory for the country, because after all, it is people from other countries who surpass Jinsha Road.
The envoys of all countries were very happy, even if they didn't have the opportunity to compete for the 'Heavenly Fortune', but to a certain extent, it was a breath of relief for the Great Xuan Kingdom to lose face.
Therefore, the appearance of Qingliang, although he represents Qingguo, as long as it is not Daxuan, everyone is comfortable when they look at it.
Later, the envoys of several countries came forward to show it, all of which were very good, and for a while, the enthusiasm of the Great Xuan Kingdom suddenly dropped.
Xuande just smiled and drank, very calm, and did not make any moves to this subtle change in front of him, looking indifferent.
He is the current saint of Daxuan, if he really slapped his face in this kind of thing, it would also be his face, but Xuande knew very well in his heart that he had to suffer this time.
This kind of humiliation is just a small matter, Xuande thinks, no matter if it is not fighting, it can appease the missions of various countries, such a major matter of 'Heavenly Fortune' will definitely make countries uneasy, if they can be allowed to simply vent on this matter, it will be much more peaceful in the future.
Few people can really understand the emperor's thoughts, because standing on different levels, seeing things are often different. In the eyes of many people below, they don't think about it so much, they just think that this is in their own home, and it will be a very shameless thing for outsiders to take advantage.
Wen Liang has been sitting quietly in his seat, everything that happened before seems to have nothing to do with him, and he is not looking at Lintian, just drinking silently.
Just when no one noticed him, he picked up his wine glass and was about to raise his head to drink, and at the same time, he looked at the floor below and locked on Wen Yong, who also happened to be drinking with his head up.
Wen Liang took a deep look at Wen Yong, the two of them are on different levels, so this kind of eye contact is difficult for anyone to find, just after a look.
Wen Liang withdrew his gaze and continued to be silent. However, Wen Yong put down the wine glass, he didn't drink it, probably because of vomiting blood, his body was a little weak, but his eyes were shining.
There was a smile on the corner of Wen Yong's mouth, he knew that this was a signal from Wen Liang to himself, he could appear and appear in the sight of the big people of the Great Xuan Kingdom.
Wen Yong stood up, and then glanced at somewhere on the top floor, but his eyes were full of hatred.
Wen Yong thought in his heart, wait a minute, I must give Lintian a good look at how he reached the pinnacle of life! He felt that this time, he would definitely distance himself from him.
Wen Yong stepped forward and gave a big salute.
"Long live the saint, the younger generation is brave, I hope to dedicate a poem. ”
Wen Yong is not very famous, but this was before the night in Fengxuan Tower, and after that day, many people knew Wen Yong's name, because the national fortune poem that night was really sensational.
Xuande looked at Wen Yong, "You are Wen Yong who wrote the national fortune poem a few days ago?"
"It's the junior!" Wen Yong was so happy that even the saint could remember his name.
"Yes, that's good. That's it!"
Xuande didn't say anything more, just glanced at Wen Yong, and didn't say anything more.
Then Wen Yong began to compose poems, which were prepared for him by the Nine Kings, and he did not know the extent of this poem, but he himself understood that he could not write it.
Wen Yong mobilized the power of luck and waved his pen, and suddenly the coercion of luck filled the audience.
"It's ......"
"Such momentum is no less than Jinsha Road and Qingliang!"
"Who is this man, and how talented is he?"
Just as Wen Yong was writing, suddenly everyone looked at him, because they didn't expect that Wen Yong's poems could be compared with Jinshalu and Qingliang.
The envoys of various countries were even more surprised, because they had never heard of such a person in the Great Xuan Kingdom. After all, Jinshalu and Qingliang are both people who have a place on the hunting list, but Wen Yong does not.
But the surprise didn't stop there, with a dragon groan in the distance, almost everyone present put down their glasses.
National Fortune Poem!
That's right, Wen Yong once again made a poem about the national fortune, although it is still not the Nine Heavens Dragon, but this momentum has completely surpassed Jinsha Road and Qingliang.
I don't know how long it has been, and Wen Yong's luck vision has finally slowly dissipated.
The faces of the envoys of various countries were not very good, and they thought that they could win some face, but they did not expect that they would be defeated by a little-known Wen Yong.
Although the feast was not explicitly stated from beginning to end, it was clear that everyone was going to do it as a competition.
Wen Yong's poem on national fortune almost suppressed the thoughts of many missions.
Xuande also sighed slightly in his heart, he didn't expect that he wanted to appease the countries, but he didn't want to be disturbed by a Wen Yong. But he couldn't say anything, he could only watch silently.
The national fortune poem that represents Da Xuan has a somewhat different meaning, although it looks the same, but some people don't think so.
I came to you as a guest, but you used the national fortune poem to be so majestic among our young generation, this is not hospitality!
In the embassies of various countries, many ministers were a little displeased, but the national fortune poems written on the opposite side were almost unmatched in the Great Xuan Kingdom!
In their eyes, this may be a manifestation of the pride of the Great Xuan Kingdom, they feel that the Great Xuan Kingdom has obtained the person of heavenly luck, this is just obtained, and it is already so arrogant, and it almost shows no mercy to all countries. A simple dedication poem, just use the national fortune poem to compete, so low-key.
In the future, if Da Xuan is really allowed to grow, how can there be any good life?
This is the idea of the envoys of other countries, and they may seem arbitrary to judge Daxuan's future actions through the performance of others, but this is often the most common mind.
Anything he does in the face of a country that knows that it is likely to become extremely powerful in the future will be used as a basis for judging the possibility of the future.
So at this moment, between this subtle change, everything has returned to the original point again, in the final analysis, it is still Zhao Ruoyu, this woman with the body of heavenly fortune.
As long as she is not in Daxuan, or can be restrained by all countries, or can be restricted and contested on the surface, then it is impossible for Daxuanguo to be her own, and it will be impossible for the future 'three-point world' to happen, at least for a long time, and there will be no change.
In fact, the missions of all countries had no intention of giving up, because of the intervention of the Holy Court, the tasks assigned by their respective countries could not be completed, although before this, they seemed to have nothing to say, and could only rely on the talents of the younger generations to vent their anger.
However, when we ask our hearts, how can we put our hearts down! This is a 'man of good fortune'! It is not an exaggeration to say, 'Those who have good fortune will win the world'!
Wen Yong seems to everyone to be very innocent, he just wants to show himself, a poem of national fortune, although it shocked everyone, but this is just his desire to show his talent, nothing else.
It's impossible for anyone to see what's so bad about it.
But obviously, this step is crucial, and only the planner can understand the subtle changes that will occur after using a poem of national fortune to suppress the missions of various countries.
Nine Kings' eyes were micron, although his face did not show it, but he laughed in his heart.
He was worried that the missions of various countries would weaken the desire to compete for the fortune of heaven, and if this was the case, then his plan to seize power would not succeed.
However, he is very smart, and his plan is nuanced to the point where people's hearts change. But at the same time, it's so simple, so simple that it looks like he's done nothing...... (To be continued.) )