Tentative matches?

Emperor Wen Yuan thought for a moment, looked at Bai Yun, and asked, "What do you think?"

The grass people agreed, and the Northern Barbarian Envoy said, "Bai Yun decisively chose to agree.

One foot is already on the edge of the cliff, and it can be delayed for a few days.

Not to mention three days, even three months, three years is also possible.

Emperor Wen Yuan nodded: "That's good, then three days later, the winner will be determined in one game."

"Your Majesty, I'll retire first" Yu left with someone.

When he left, he looked at the white clouds, which was meaningful.

"Your Majesty, the grass people are also retiring," Bai Yun said.

"Hmm," Emperor Wen Yuan replied.

The bright sun shines on the endless vast earth. The sky is as blue as washing, and the white clouds are drifting slowly, so comfortable.

The warm sun shone on his face, and Bai Yun whispered: "It's good to be alive"

To be honest, the moment he stepped into the palace, his heart was ready to die.

He really had no confidence, but fortunately, the Northern Barbarian Envoy bumped into his muzzle.

Luckily, he lived three more days.

The mood is indescribably strange, occasionally relaxed, occasionally heavy.

Walking slowly, after leaving the palace, he saw two figures, looking through the autumn water.

It was Prince Ye Wuxian and Princess Zhaoyang Ye Ruoshui.

"How's that...... Did you win?"

After speaking, Ye Ruoshui held his breath, bit his red lip, and looked at the white clouds.

Her clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, and long eyelashes trembled slightly, containing a deep sense of anticipation.

"Didn't win," Bai Yun shook his head.

Didn't win?

Lost.

Rumble!

Ye Ruoshui's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and his body took a step back, just like a tight string suddenly breaking.

Then, his body began to tremble and he sobbed quietly.

Tick, tick.

Tears ran down the corners of his eyes, down his cheeks, and dripped to the ground.

"Sister, I'm going to beg my father and let my father take back his life" Ye Wuxian helped his sister, distressed.

"No need...... If you lose the game, you must go to this and kiss, and if you go, you will only be reprimanded by your father" Ye Ruoshui said intermittently, it was not easy to have such a chance to compete.

Although I already had a guess in my heart, when I heard it with my own ears, I couldn't help but feel a tingle in my heart.

She really didn't want to marry Beiban.

"What are you talking about?"

Bai Yun frowned, looked at the two people in front of him, and looked blindfolded: "Who said we lost, we drew 1-1, and the last game was in three days."

Quiet!

The scene fell silent in an instant, except for the breeze and a hint of floral fragrance.

Ye Ruoshui opened his moist eyes, tears seemed to freeze on his cheeks, and he wondered: "You mean I didn't lose?" ”

"Nope"

Ye Ruoshui paused for two seconds, and then scolded angrily: "Then if you don't say it earlier, it will make the palace frightened."

As he spoke, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his tears, it was too embarrassing.

Ye Wuxian said curiously: "Then do you know what the third competition will be."

"I don't know" Bai Yun shook his head, if he knew, he wouldn't have to hang his head.

"You've been in there for so long, what are the first two rounds better than"

Ye Ruoshui became interested, and according to her guess, Bai Yun would not win a game.

"The first game is drinking, and the second game is trying to shoot arrows," Bai Yun said simply.

"I didn't expect you to drink so much," Ye Wuxian said in surprise.

You must know that Beiban is drinking alcohol, but it is extremely powerful.

Take wine as water and drink it.

In Yechuan, very few people can beat the Northern Barbarians in drinking.

"There is only this last game left, Beiban will definitely not give up, he must be calculating behind his back, wanting to win this game" Ye Ruoshui was worried again.

is only one foot away from the door, and she doesn't have to kiss her, so she is naturally very attentive.

"Sister, brother will help you inquire, I will definitely not let them succeed" Ye Wuxian looked like a good brother.

Bai Yun rolled his eyes, two tool people, this credit was snatched one by one.

Just like they were the ones who had just competed in the temple.

After a few words of greeting, the three of them headed towards the Ziluo Palace, discussing what Beiban would try in the third game.

…………

Zhang Taishi's mansion.

In the backyard, there is a gazebo next to a rippling pool.

Two people sat below, with a pot of hot tea in the middle.

"Today's matter, the old man didn't expect His Majesty to do this" Taishi Zhang explained, not that he didn't say it, but His Majesty's hand, which caught everyone off guard.

It's not that you don't work after taking the benefits.

"That person called Bai Yun, what does the Taishi know about the origin" was more than puzzled.

"The old man has already asked people to check, you can see for yourself"

Someone suddenly appeared to disrupt his plan, and Taishi Zhang naturally wanted to investigate, and took out an envelope from his sleeve.

Yu looked at what was written on the envelope, his pupils shrank, and he was surprised: "Just a peddler?" How can it be? How can a peddler have such a large amount of alcohol, and can enter and leave the palace at will, and even marry a princess and become a concubine?"

This matter is so fake that even the script does not dare to write like this.

Taishi Zhang said quietly: "Don't say you don't believe it, the old man didn't believe it when he saw this letter, but this is the truth; The man was just a peddler and had never known the princess.

As for why he drank so much and whether he would become a colt, the old man did not know.

Perhaps, it was Princess Zhaoyang who was desperate and found a random person"

Saying that, Taishi Zhang guessed, maybe he felt a little ridiculous, so he didn't take it seriously.

Sometimes, the truth is just a sentence that is said unintentionally.

As hellish as it sounds, some things are just like that, without warning.

There are more pupils shrunk, and now there is a draw, and the win or loss is in the third game.

Although the envelope was written on some fakes, he could know these things as soon as he checked them, and the other party had no reason to lie to him, thinking that they were true.

A ghostly light burst out of his eyes, revealing a cruel smile.

A mere peddler dares to rob a woman from the young master of Torrey, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

Taishi Zhang looked at Youyu's thoughtful look, his eyes flashed, knowing that the other party already had an idea, and drank tea calmly.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The smell of gunpowder in the Qianyuan Hall is full, and the eyes burst out, like a golden iron horse, with a sword and a sword.

Outside the hall, there were two figures looking at it from afar, praying silently.

On the dragon chair, Emperor Wen Yuan looked at Yu Yu and said: "Three days have passed, I don't know if you can come up with this last competition, what to compare."

Yu stepped forward and said, "Back to Your Majesty, I have already thought about it for the last time, and I will raise the Ding."

"Lifting the Ding"? Emperor Wen Yuan frowned.

"That's right, Juding; Whoever can lift the crown wins"

Youyu was sonorous and powerful, and this was a method that he had thought of for a long time.

Not only can you win, but you can also humiliate Emperor Wen Yuan fiercely and return all the humiliation he has suffered.

"Bai Yun, what do you think?" asked Emperor Wen Yuan.

Lifting the crown?

Bai Yun's expression sank, this really can't be tested, and he won't be tested.

In three days, I broke my head, begged my grandfather to tell my grandmother, and thought of countless kinds of content for the third competition.

I just didn't expect it to be a top.

Is this kind of brainless and rude behavior really thought up by people?

Ding is made of bronze, three-legged standing, the diameter is generally one meter, the height is about one meter two, conservative estimates are five hundred catties upward.

Let him lift it, how is it possible?

His name is Bai Yun, not the overlord of Western Chu.

But this is the last game, if you admit defeat decisively, you have to die, and you can live a little longer if you struggle.

"Grass People Promise"

Baiyun sighed.

The daughter-in-law has not yet married home, and she is about to burp.

There's really nowhere to make sense.

"Win the Ding"

As Emperor Wen Yuan spoke, the group moved outside the hall.

On top of the floor tiles is a copper tripod, which was carried by four soldiers, which shows its weight.

"This tripod has six hundred and seventeen catties, and it is difficult for manpower to lift it, I don't know who the more than one envoy will send to come out and lift this tripod" Emperor Wen Yuan said lightly, with a hint of curiosity in his tone.

Those who can lift this tripod must be born with divine power.

"Cerro"

After opening his mouth, a man behind him stood up, his eyes were like hooks, his body was burly and straight, his temples were slightly raised, and his body contained great strength.

General Xiao's eyes froze, this is an extremely powerful practitioner, who walks in external skills, that is, refining the body, and has a strong physique.

"Serro, raise this crown, let Your Majesty and the ministers see the heroic posture of our Northern Barbarian Erlang"

"Yes"

Sero walked towards the copper ding, his hands clapping against the ding's body, making a dull sound.

"Ahh

Then he bent over, sank into the dantian, roared, grabbed the mouth of the ding with one hand, pressed his feet against the ground, dragged the belly with the other hand, the waist and abdomen followed the thighs, and the arms were exerted at the same time.

The ground instantly sunken, and he directly lifted the tripod, a full fifty centimeters from the ground, and paused for more than three seconds.

"Boom"

Cerro let go of his hand and moved quickly.

The copper tripod fell straight to the ground, making a violent sound, and the ground was like a spider's web, shattered violently.

"This man has so much strength"

"It's really a natural power, this tripod can have more than 600 catties"

Everyone was amazed, and all of them were impressed by Cerro's heroic act.

With a single arm of more than 600 catties, there are few people in the whole world who can do it.

The young General Xiao can, but not necessarily now.

Everyone's hearts sank suddenly, and the pressure suddenly came to Emperor Wen Yuan's side.

They are not stupid, this white cloud does not seem to be a practitioner, it is mediocre, and it will definitely not be able to lift this crown.

I didn't expect Beiban's three competitions to be shameless than one game.

All of them use their own strengths and attack others' shortcomings, and they don't give them a way to live.

Seeing the sad looks of these people, Yu Yu sneered in his heart.

That's what you want.

He had already found out the origin of Bai Yun, although he didn't know why the other party was so able to drink.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

You can't even shoot arrows, let alone lift them.

Either surrender directly and admit defeat, or be stoned to death by Ding.

"Your Majesty, Cerro has raised the Ding, now it's Baiyun's turn," Yu said gloomily.

Looking at Bai Yun out of the corner of his eye, he said fiercely in his heart: "Boy, go against me, and don't weigh your own strength; This time, I'll see what you can do, even General Xiao may not be able to lift it, let alone you."

Emperor Wen Yuan frowned, looked at Bai Yun, and a trace of worry appeared in his eyes.

If you don't lift it, then you will lose.

Zhaoyang has to be friendly, and the other party has to die.

Lift, it is very likely that he will be directly stoned to death by Ding.

Lifting a tripod is not the same as drinking, the latter can be practiced through time to increase the amount of alcohol.

The former, purely by strength, cannot be trained.

Everyone is also gloomy at the moment, and they don't have any good feelings towards Beiban in their hearts, and they don't agree to make peace.

They also hoped that Bai Yun would be able to defeat him, and that a mere barbarian would not be qualified to marry a princess of the Celestial Empire.

But with this move, they can't see a little hope.

As the saying goes, nine deaths and one life, and this, it is ten deaths and no life.

"Baiyun, it's your turn" Wen Yuan spoke, breaking the conjecture in everyone's hearts.

Bai Yun's eyes flashed, and he walked towards Tongding, looking at the broken ground, the scene of Sero just now that seemed to be Xiang Yu alive made him a little in a trance.

Nima, it's really terrifying.

More than 600 pounds with one arm, is this still a person?

"Your Excellency is standing here, not afraid; If you don't dare, you can admit defeat directly"

Seeing Bai Yun standing there motionless, he opened his mouth to sneer, and the Northern Barbarian envoy behind him laughed even more.

The sound is particularly harsh.