The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 76

"That's it," Ji Pingan said "Oh", and asked curiously, "How did you deal with it in the past?"

In fact, he more or less knows a little bit.

But firstly, after many years, I don't know if there has been any change, and secondly, expressing curiosity is more in line with his current personality.

Everyone didn't feel any difference, Jian Zhuang patiently explained:
"According to the rules, these three skills will not be mixed with spiritual essence, so the comparison is the level of the skills themselves, not who is powerful. Therefore, it is actually difficult for us Qin Tianjian and Daomen to help... The main thing is To rely on the court.

"It's like chess, we have the greatest chance of winning. In the past, the big players from the chess academy will play; in the field of music and painting, court musicians and painters will be the main force."

The rest nodded in agreement, expressing agreement.

Ji Pingan said innocently:

"Since that's the case, let's wait for the result. It's useless to be anxious. By the way, should we start fighting now?"

Lin Qin thought for a while and explained:
"It's the beginning, but it's not an immediate confrontation. Generally speaking, the imperial court will not show up in the first few days, and let the people challenge Mo Lin, so as to test out the opponent's way and style, and deal with it in a targeted manner.

"So the real big scene will have to wait for a few days. I don't know how many people will go to watch it. I'm looking forward to it."

……

In the next few days, Mo Lin's "martial arts performance" became the biggest hot spot.

Every morning, the three teams would set off from the posthouse and go to different venues in Shendu to set up the ring.

Take anyone's challenge and the rest watch, until dark.After that, they will return to the post house to rest, and so on.

In the three arenas, the process and results of each competition will be quickly spread through the onlookers.

Some shops even sent people to stay on site to record the daily results and print them as tabloids for sale—well, this was also an invention of the National Teacher in the past.

At first, there were many people who dared to go to the ring, but as time went on, there were fewer and fewer.

After several days of fighting, Mo Lin won completely.

Not surprising.

The people of Shendu are not depressed, but their expectations are high, because they know very well that the real powerful person has not yet come to an end.

……

Royal Palace.

When Emperor Yuanqing finished his early court, put on his usual clothes, and sat down to eat, he listened to the old eunuch's report on the current situation in the city as usual.

"No defeat?"

Emperor Yuanqing put down the spoon, snorted coldly, and said:

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among the common people in the metropolis, but this time it's gone."

The old eunuch "Eunuch Deng" waited on the side, laughed and said:
"Your Majesty has learned that common people have short-sighted eyes, and when they see someone with some skills, they call them masters. But they don't know that the truly powerful people in this world have already fallen into His Majesty's trap."

Emperor Yuanqing, Longyan Dayue, waved his hand and said:
"It's almost there. It is said that Baigongsi came to see me. A bunch of reckless people in the province really think that there are no gods."

"Here."

Not long after, the great national player of the Kyoto Chess Academy, three top court musicians and painters, were summoned by the contemporary god emperor in the imperial study.

The three of them were ordered to officially end tomorrow, to face off against Mo Lin, and to show the majesty of the court.

When a group of people retreated from the imperial study room, they were led out of the Qianqing Palace by the servants in the palace, and then sent out of the palace gate.

The chief painter of the court looked bitter, arched his hands and said:

"Your Majesty has an order, and we will definitely do our best, but Mo Lin Hua and Leben are the best in the world, especially Dao painting, and they have never been defeated. This time we will have to rely on the two of them."

The chief musician is a woman with little make-up, and this will also show embarrassment:

"To tell you the truth, I have already been to Baidi in private. Although the person holding the piano in Mo Lin is not very old, he is extremely extraordinary. Although I don't need to practice, I am not sure of victory, especially... at present, I still can't win. Make sure, whether the opponent is using all his strength."

After finishing speaking, both of them turned their gazes to the last man with elegant temperament, wearing a square scarf, over fifty years old.

That is: Lian Congyun, the great player of the Shendu Chess Academy, the No. 1 chess player with a great reputation.

"Are you sure about Lian Guo?" the chief painter asked.

Lian Congyun pondered for a moment before replying cautiously:
"The old man also watched the 'Chess King' play chess records, and in the past few days, he has gradually figured out how to do it."

The implication is that only relying on the opponent's current chess strength, he is sure to win.If the strength is hidden, it is another matter.

Even so, it also made the two of them feel relieved.

Frankly speaking, if they can refuse, they don't want to fight on behalf of the imperial court. It would be great if they win, but if they lose...not to mention the entire god capital, the spit stars of millions of people.

No one is willing to bear the anger of His Majesty the Emperor alone.

At that moment, the three of them agreed to return to their residences in carriages to recharge their batteries for tomorrow's battle.

Later, the news that the imperial court would send people to fight spread like wildfire and spread throughout the city.

……

At night, Qinglian Xiaozhu.

"My lord," the courtyard door was knocked open with a 'bang', and Huang He ran in excitedly with a food box in one hand, "The imperial court is about to take action!"

Ji Pingan was lazily lying on the wicker chair, absorbing the essence of the moon in a way that no one noticed.

Hearing this, he opened his eyelids and stretched his waist: "What's the matter, I'm making such a fuss."

Huang He said excitedly: "Tomorrow the imperial court will send Lian Guoshou, as well as the chief painter and musician of the court to compete with Mo Lin."

Ji Pingan yawned: "Then?"

"..." Huang He felt that his emotions were a little incoherent, and continued:

"It's just... a lot of excitement. Senior sister Yaoyao came to me just now, and said that tomorrow, the disciples of our Muyuan will go to watch the excitement together... No, to observe the opponent. Ask if you can go."

Observe the opponent... Ji Pingan thought about it for a while, and said:

"Okay, call me tomorrow."

……

The next day, in the morning.

Ji Pingan took off his star official robe, changed into ordinary clothes, and habitually picked up a bamboo hat and put it on his head.

Mu Yaoyao and his group, who also changed into ordinary clothes, left the Qin Tianjian and drove towards the ring in a carriage.

Not only them, but disciples from other institutes also went to observe together, but there were not many places.

"There are so many people." In the carriage, Mu Yaoyao leaned her exquisite face out of the window, and saw the street was full of traffic, and the flow of people visible to the naked eye increased.

Huang He was in charge of driving, holding the whip in his hand, the old god was there:

"What's this? There are so many people when the gods are rewarding. Today it's just an appetizer. Most of the people who come here are the people in the neighborhood, not people from the rivers and lakes."

The rest of the disciples were also discussing excitedly. Ji Pingan sat in the carriage, feeling the soft and beautiful cushion on his back, and looked out through the left window.

At the turn of spring and summer, the sun is shining brightly in the city, but it is not hot. There are many people walking on the spacious street, and the Baidi in the distance is approaching.

One of the three arenas in Molin, the venue for piano music, is located on the shore of Baidi Lake.And as he approached, a piano sound like a mountain and flowing water suddenly came from his ear.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, there seems to be a figure playing the piano flickering in front of my eyes.

"This song..."

No one noticed that Ji Ping'an's originally lazy and lifeless eyes turned a little... more serious.

　It will be on the shelves at noon tomorrow, and I implore everyone to support it. I have not saved the manuscript, and it is being coded. There will be another chapter in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)