Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 75 The Battle of Daddy's Defense②

"The third thing," Feng Ya raised the corners of her lips and smiled slyly, seeing that everyone's appetite was whetted, she said unhurriedly.

"Just now I heard Miss Yun say that you have the right to make a request to the other party as a reward after winning the game. This is your custom. Fengya has no objection, but Fengya is a little puzzled. Fengya once heard that Beihan games always have three rounds Two victories are used to determine the winner, and we seem to have only competed in one game just now, so where is the difference between victory and defeat? Is it too early to draw conclusions now?"

As soon as Feng Ya's words fell, the people on Nan Xu's side suddenly realized that it was so, it was indeed too early to talk about winning or losing.And the people in Beihan look at me and I look at you. They don't have the calmness just now. They don't care about Miss Yun's request, but if there is another match because of this, the outcome will be unpredictable. , if they lost face because of this, wouldn't they be ashamed to return to the country to face the saints?
"Third Prince, is what she said true?" Emperor Nan Xu asked knowingly.

"Not bad." He Lanhong glanced at Yun Mizhen who was stomping his feet to vent, and nodded back.

Only then did Feng Ya secretly cast a disdainful look in her father's direction, and the latter gave her a doting smile in return not to be complacent or mistaken.

After Fengya quickly received it, she stuck out her tongue at him again, and then resumed her dignified and virtuous look when she thought no one had noticed, and stared at the maid beside her dumbfounded.

"So, we have two more matches in this match?" Emperor Nan Xu then asked.

"Theoretically, yes." He Lanhong nodded.

"No, Your Majesty, if we win in Beihan, then only one game is enough." Although she was turned against the general, Yun Mizhen was not flustered at all at this time. If you can't challenge your hands, how can you win over those who have practiced with real knives and guns?
Yun Mi was so confident that Nan Xuren present held their breath. Ning Xuejin couldn't help but stood up and pointed at her angrily, "It's not certain who will win, don't be so arrogant."

Yun Mi really glanced at her, and stopped talking to her, so Ning Xuejin sat down angrily, hum, let Sanmei teach you a lesson later, to see if you still dare to be complacent?
It has been a long time since I heard the scene of Ya'er arguing with others. I remember that it was a long time ago. Thinking about it now, it is really nostalgic, so Emperor Nan Xu asked His Highness with a smile on his face.

"Talk about it, how do you want to compare in the second match?"

At this moment, Feng Ya speaks first, pre-emptive attack is the best policy, "Your Majesty, Feng Ya thinks the second scene is better than dancing."

As soon as the words fell, Yun Mi really sneered, "I just had a martial arts competition, why, you guys refuse to admit defeat and want to do it again? I think you are just asking for trouble."

Feng Ya shook her head and explained with a smile, "This martial arts competition is not a dance competition, Miss Yun should not speak so early."

"What?" Yun Mi was really startled.

Ning Xuejin was overjoyed. She understood that the third sister was calculated before asking Beihan for it. She squinted at Yun Mizhen and raised her voice, "Miss Yun, don't you understand? It's Biwu, isn't it?" The Wu of martial arts is the dance of dancing."

The people on Nan Xu's side all showed joyful expressions. Competing with them in Nan Xu's dance was like hitting a stone with an egg. No one knew that Nan Xu respected literature and did not appreciate martial arts. Many young ladies had good dancing skills, so they had a great chance of winning in this competition.

"Okay, let's compare, let's think Beihan is afraid of you." Yun Mi really snorted coldly, and then set the format of the competition.

Seeing that the two sides reached a consensus, Emperor Nan Xu also nodded, but he was a little puzzled, Ya'er had never practiced dancing and had lost her memory, so who would she choose to play?But since Ya'er dared to say that, presumably there was already a countermeasure, Emperor Nan Xu was relieved, and said in a deep voice to the people below.

"Okay, then the second match will be a dance competition."

"Who do you Nan Xu plan to send to play?" Yun Mizhen raised his chin and asked the person in front of him angrily.

Feng Ya was not in a hurry to answer, but instead spoke to Emperor Nan Xu, "Your Majesty, this dance competition is not as good as the first match where you can directly see the winner or loser, so you need to go to the referee to show justice."

Emperor Nan Xu nodded, turned to the person beside him, and said, "Third Prince, how about the two of us being the referee?"

"It's disrespectful." He Lanhong responded immediately.

"Then now we have two referees, it seems that it is not enough, but it is not suitable to choose any one of the two countries, Fengya, what good suggestions do you have?" Emperor Nan Xu thought for a while, and threw the question to his beloved daughter .

Fengya was thinking secretly when she heard the words, but she heard Yun Mizhen questioningly said, "Don't find anyone to fool us casually, if the game is unfair, we won't admit the result."

After Yun Mizhen finished speaking, Fengya had a flash of inspiration, and she turned to Emperor Nanxu and said, "Your Majesty, Fengya knows that there is someone who can be a referee and will not attract criticism."

"Oh? Tell me and listen."

"The son of the Prince Regent of Dongling, Fang Jiangliu."

Before coming to the banquet, Fengya inquired about the news from her own father, and found out that there was a person in Nanxu Kingdom who was the son of the Prince Regent of Dongling Kingdom, who was sent to Nanxu as a proton when he was young.But why is the son of the regent instead of the prince of the royal family as the proton, there is still a long history.

As soon as the words fell, the officials nodded one after another, while Bei Han and the others just stayed silent and did not interrupt, so Emperor Nanxu consulted He Lanhong, and seeing that he had no objection, he ordered to the people beside him, "Go and get Fang My son, please come to the hall."

The servant beside him responded.

Although he is a proton, Nan Xu Kingdom never treated him badly, and even gave him a mansion, and the food expenses were the same as that of a prince, but he seldom appeared in front of everyone, so that at first hearing, there was no one who knew him well. impression.Thinking about it so far, the son of Dongling has also stayed in Nanxu for ten years.

But when she asked her father before, she felt that the name seemed familiar, but she searched her memory for a long time, but she couldn't remember who he was. Maybe there were too many people with the same name and surname, and in the end she just left him behind.

So everyone in the hall was waiting for the messenger, and there was a moment of silence, only Emperor Nan Xu and He Lanhong were talking, and the rest held their breath and stretched their necks to look at the door of the hall.

Feng Ya was not in a hurry, she looked left and right, and once again deepened that the imperial city is a place rich in beauties, and all the female family members are very outstanding in appearance, but compared to Nan Xu, the women in Beihan are taller and have a weaker frame. Broad, deep-set eyebrows, high nose bridge, but her complexion is not as fair and tender as Nanxu's woman, and her whole body exudes the ability and vigor of being away all the year round. If the two are compared, Nanxu's woman wins in being petite and exquisite, and loses in her boldness and open-mindedness .

That's why Yunmi really didn't like to see Nanxu men so much on the street back then. They stand up casually and they are likely to be taller than the men in Nanxu country.

But the plum blossoms are three points less white than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plums, and the girls in Beihan are a little less gentle and pleasant than the girls in Nanxu.

Fengya ignored Yun Mizhen's contemptuous look, and calmly smiled at her. At this time, the competition is not only talent, but also demeanor.

After half a stick of incense, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door, everyone gathered their spirits and waited quietly, and Feng Ya also turned to look over.

The guard who notified walked into the gate of the palace first, but the people who were summoned were blocked by him strictly, and he stood sideways to the side, and the person behind him appeared in front of everyone.

The light pouring from the palace lanterns was lingering, and I saw a hidden person standing still under the soft halo.

The red dress is enchanting, and the ink hair is flying.

Is it him?

　May add more today!Cough, look at Anbu's hand speed~~~ Hey, if there is a change in rice, it will definitely drop tomorrow~~Ah, too many words, run away~~~
　　
　
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