Daqin: Consolidate the destiny of the country and help the ancestors live forever!

She kept giving him winks, telling him not to come and sabotage her plan.

"Father, this was invented by my son-in-law. If you have sovereignty, please fulfill it!"

"The son of Daqin is not a coward! The son of Daqin is hard to follow if he speaks!"

"Today's competition is decided, otherwise, if word spreads, my son's reputation will be ruined!"

Ying Zheng was speechless when he saw the boy's eyes.

And reputation.

I don't know how many years ago it has been defeated.

Where is his reputation now?

Even if there is a reputation, it is just a negative reputation.

But judging by his self-confidence, there should be a way to deal with it.

But is this too risky?

After weighing the pros and cons, Ying Zheng decided to let go.

It's rare for this son to take on such a responsibility, and he should not stop him because he has made great contributions today.

Moreover, this son has been quite reliable in his work recently.

Besides, this is his territory.

He made up his mind that if Ziye loses later.

Just find an excuse to take back the technology of making rice paper, who would dare not follow?

"Okay! Ye'er is right, Mr. Da Qin's words are hard to follow!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Ying Ziye with great relief.

Feng Quji and Chun Yuyue agreed upon seeing His Majesty.

Although I feel that His Majesty's attitude is not right, the value of rice paper is too high.

And they are in the camp of Mr. Fusu and Mr. Yan.

Even if he wins, he is not afraid of His Majesty playing tricks.

The two camps of son Fusu and son Yan launched their first cooperation.

If they win, the two parties will share the technology of making rice paper.

If you lose, you will be compensated 600 million yuan!

600 million yuan, this is a sky-high price.

The salary of each of them for ten years is about 300 million.

That is to say, if they lose, then if each of them pays half, they will have ten years' salary!

It was an astounding gamble.

Chun Yuyue was all smiles, and compared calligraphy with the Ninth Young Master, they will definitely win!

They can't solve the two problems His Majesty mentioned.

But for this calligraphy, they are confident that Ying Ziye will definitely lose.

After all, they had heard about the fame of the Ninth Young Master.

Although this bet is a bit strange, why does Jiu Gongzi make such a bet.

But they were attracted by the immediate interests and didn't think so much.

I just think that Jiu Gongzi is idle and boring.

"Okay! Xiaguan and Prime Minister You will represent Young Master Fusu and Young Master Yan to bet against Ninth Young Master!"

Chunyu Yue said this calmly, and at the same time he was secretly happy.

All the officials in the court beat their chests and stamped their feet, feeling that they had lost a chance to get rich.

But who told them that their officials are not as big as those of the two sides?

I can only mutter to vent my dissatisfaction.

General Wang Jian and other generals did not participate.

This can be said to be a game between the princes.

Although they are envious of the rice paper manufacturing technology.

But I don't want to take the risk of being suspected by His Majesty to participate.

"General Wang, who do you think will win?"

Meng Yi at the side is also curious.

Idle is idle, why don't you see what Mr. Wang has to say.

"It's not right, just watch quietly."

Wang Li looked at his grandfather, pretending to be deep.

"I guess the Ninth Young Master..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jian slapped him on the back of the head.

"Asshole, you don't have a place to talk here, just watch."

Wang Li grinned as he rubbed the back of his head.

"Grandpa, can you save some face for me in the court..."

Before Wang Lihua could speak, Wang Jian stared back at him with a single look.

He was so scared that he stopped talking.

Wang Jian was silent, he felt that the Ninth Young Master was not simple.

They all seem to be ignoring a problem.

Jiu Gongzi said that he invented the rice paper.

Could it be a simple person who can invent such a powerful weapon for benefiting the country?

This is also the main reason why he prevented Wang Li from continuing to speak.

Ying Zheng took back the dozens of precious rice papers.

Such a good thing, he doesn't want to let others use it.

Who knows when the next batch will be made.

He glanced at Chaotang.

Seeing all the ministers was a little impatient.

"The competition begins!"

The princes heard the words.

Pick up the pen and start writing on the rice paper.

Regarding the two questions of the father, they wrote down their opinions.

All the ministers of the court calmed down and watched quietly.

In their view, the ninth son is sure to lose.

And Ying Ziye took out another piece of rice paper.

He picked up a pen and wrote a line of words on the rice paper.

"Father, my son has finished writing."

After a while, Ying Ziye wrote down his answer.

The ministers of the Manchu Dynasty glanced at each other, and then all smiled.

Jiu Gongzi is so fast, he will definitely lose!

Chapter 18 Such calligraphy, who can compare

Let alone the answer.

Regardless of whether the two problems of His Majesty can be solved.

But this calligraphy is definitely out of play.

How can good calligraphy be written so quickly, it must be lost!

Is it broken?

Feng Quji and Chunyuyue looked at each other, and anyone could see the joy in their eyes.

The technology of making rice paper will soon fall into their hands.

"Huh? So fast?"

"Bring it up quickly!"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a while, then asked the eunuch to collect Ying Ziye's rice paper.

As soon as he got it, Ying Zheng burst out laughing.

Ying Zheng's laughter echoed throughout the court.

"color!"

"As expected of a widow's child!"

"This calligraphy is neat and elegant, with an inexplicable charm in it, no one can compare it!"

"No need to compare, this No.1 is Ye'er!"

"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"

Ying Zheng made three bets in a row.

In Daqin, color means good.

In the court hall, everyone petrified.

The scene was silent!

Chunyu Yue:? ? ?

Feng Quji:? ? ?

Ministers:? ? ?

Sons:? ? ?

Your Majesty is out of his mind, right?

Is this cover-up too obvious?

How impatient is this?

Anyone can see that His Majesty is deliberately covering up.

As for the reason, it is not obvious.

I don't want them to get the technology of making rice paper.

They couldn't see the words on Ying Ziye's rice paper.

It's not just letting His Majesty say what he says.

And if His Majesty doesn't speak, who dares to go up and check?

Ying Zheng suppressed his smile and glanced at everyone.

He could also tell that these people were suspecting him of covering up.

Fortunately, Ziye's calligraphy is comparable to that of a master.

Otherwise, he really wanted to cover up like this.