The emperor was a little stunned.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

Xindao This little cub really knows how to speak.

I was still angry, but now it's good, I was scolded, I still have to smile, and I'm quite happy.

The corners of Yao Xiaoren's mouth twitched, the emperor was scolded stupidly, and he was still smiling?

"Boy, it's useless to please me, now I give you two choices, either you let Li Haoxue come back to compete, or you go to the ...... yourself"

"Your Majesty think twice!"

"The prince and the Great Chu delegation competed against Danqing, didn't he deliberately lose this game?"

"Your Majesty, if the prince is unwilling to go, the old minister will go and ask Liu Haoxue to come back."

"Yes, Your Majesty, let's go and ask him, even if it is kowtow to him and kneel, the ministers will definitely invite him back."

Hearing that the emperor actually let Chen Changfeng go on his own, the officials immediately thought that the emperor must have some kind of problem.

Let Chen Changfeng compare Danqing with others, it is not as reliable as finding a child who graffiti on the street.

"Your Majesty, if Your Majesty doesn't dislike it, Liu Miaomiao is willing to try it with the Great Chu Mission." Although Liu Miaomiao couldn't figure out the reason for the emperor's words, she didn't want outsiders to look down on the Ming Empire.

"No need, you just rest on the side, boy, if you don't bring Liu Haoxue back, then you can do it yourself."

"I only have one sentence, if you lose, I will hang you from the gate of this Taiji Palace." The emperor waved his hand, rejected Liu Miaomiao, and then looked at Chen Changfeng again.

Liu Miaomiao was a little surprised.

She felt that the emperor really intended to let Chen Changfeng compete with the Great Chu Mission.

It's just that Liu Miaomiao can't figure it out at all, what's the point of the emperor doing this?

Did you deliberately lose this Danqing competition?

"It seems that the Ming court has discussed it, but I didn't expect that it was the Ming prince again, it seems that except for the Ming prince, there is really no one in the Ming court."

"I just don't know, Prince Daming has some ability." Seeing that Emperor Daming had finalized the candidate to participate in the Danqing competition, Xiang Qingqing showed contempt at the moment.

The Ming Empire let Chen Changfeng, the crown prince, test Danqing, but it was better to admit defeat directly.

"It's not that there is no one in the Ming court, it's the prince who is enough to deal with your so-called Great Chu Mission."

"As for how much ability this prince has, tonight, the third princess should not close the door, this prince will let you see the ability of this prince!" Chen Changfeng said with a smile, his eyes fell on Xiang Qingqing's greatness.

"Hooligans." Liu Miaomiao whispered disdain.

Xiang Qingqing's face was annoyed, and she found that she couldn't help but open her mouth to taunt Chen Changfeng.

But this bastard always fights back easily.

One day, he must tear his mouth, Xiang Qingqing secretly swore in his heart.

"Elder Yan, Danqing competition, please leave it to you." Xiang Qingqing turned around and shouted with one of the Great Chu Missions.

An old man slowly walked out of the Great Chu Mission, and then said to Xiang Qingqing: "Ordered by the princess, the old man must do his best." ”

"Yan Liben?"

"Yan Liben, the first Danqing master of Great Chu, how could he agree to come to Daming to compete?"

"Why Yan Liben?"

"Yan Li was originally the first Danqing Master of Great Chu and the first Danqing Master in the world, Liu Haoxue wanted to worship under Yan Liben at the beginning, why did he come?"

"Then isn't our Da Ming a loser?"

The moment they saw the old man, the officials of the entire Ming court were not calm.

Who is Yan Liben?

That is the world's first Danqing master.

He is an absolute top figure in the Danqing world.

Emperors wanted to invite him to paint a portrait of themselves for future generations.

But Yan Liben never painted lightly.

Not to mention coming to Daming, thousands of miles away.

But here he came.

This means that no matter who the Ming Empire sends to participate in the competition today, they will lose without dignity.

As soon as Liu Miaomiao saw the person who competed in the first game, it turned out to be Yan Liben, and the thought of competing disappeared in an instant.

In the world, Danqing is all the way, except for Yan Liben who can defeat himself, there is no second person.

On his own, or Liu Haoxue, or Chen Changfeng, can't change the final result.

"It seems that you also know the name of Yan Lao, Emperor Ming, whether to admit defeat directly, or insist on competing?" Xiang Qingqing's face was smug.

They lost the fight, but this Wenbi will definitely not.

The style of writing of the Ming Empire is far inferior to that of the Great Chu Empire, and they will definitely not be able to find an existence that can match Yan Liben.

In other words, there is no such person in this world.

Chen Changfeng is still dreaming of continuing to win her Great Chu Mission?

The emperor's face was no longer as indifferent as before.

The emperor had seen Chen Changfeng's paintings before, and he was much stronger than Liu Haoxue, so the emperor was still very confident in Chen Changfeng.

But now it was Yan Liben who appeared in front of him.

The world's first Danqing teacher!

No one will be able to beat him!

"Prince, what do you think?" The emperor's face was ugly, but he still asked Chen Changfeng's opinion.

This kind of competition, which basically has no meaning of competition, does not need to start at all.

"Erchen doesn't want to be hung by his father on the Taiji Palace, Erchen is a face-saving person." Chen Changfeng and the emperor arched their hands and said.

"That'...... Well? The emperor didn't even react for a moment.

Chen Changfeng is going to continue to compete with Yan Liben?

The officials were also stunned and looked at Chen Changfeng.

Liu Miaomiao's cherry lips under her handkerchief opened slightly, and she felt that she might have misheard.

What does Chen Changfeng mean that he is ready to compete with Yan Liben?

Crazy?

Who gave him self-confidence?

"You all listen to this prince, and this prince will compete with him."

"Later, Prince Ben is going to win, and you all have to applaud Prince Ben." Chen Changfeng walked out and suddenly said loudly to everyone.

Crazy crazy, really crazy!

Liu Miaomiao decided that Chen Changfeng was a madman.

Otherwise, how could he say such crazy things at this time?

No one in the court made a sound, and Xiang Qingqing only sneered and nodded with Yan Liben.

Yan Liben walked to the center of the Taiji Hall, and someone behind him brought all the tools Yan Liben needed.

"Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, since you have come here, the old man will offer his ugliness and make a painting for His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." Yan Liben spoke.

Without waiting for the emperor to speak, Yan Li had already started painting.

"It's not a loss to Yan Lao, just a few strokes, and it has already embellished the eyebrows of the Ming Emperor."

"That's not it, what kind of person Yan Lao is, the emperors of all countries hope that Yan Lao can paint for them, Yan Lao ignores it, Emperor Ming is lucky today."

"Also, although I lost the first competition, I got a handwriting from Yan Lao, and Daming is not a loss."

"Obediently, Yan Lao's painting skills seem to be better than before, you see this touching ......"

The exclamations of the Great Chu Mission were endless.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty gave up at the moment.

No one on the Danqing road will be Yan Liben's opponent.

The more exclamations there were, the more like a stone hammer hammer hammered into the hearts of Ming officials, smashing them out of breath.

After a quarter of an hour of difficulty, Yan Liben slowly got up, his face calm: "Your Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the portrait has been completed, now please ask His Royal Highness the Prince of the Ming Dynasty to start." ”

Portraits of the emperor are spread out on the table.

The ink has not yet dried, but the appearance of the emperor appears on the portrait vividly.

At a glance, it is clearly the same as the emperor's mold.

"Lost."

"It's a loss!"

A Ming official looked depressed, muttered to himself, and suddenly sat on the ground with a weak body.