Wu Zhaoxun saw that Su Zhiyu had a good temper and often asked questions, thinking that she was a confused master. He was secretly happy, knowing that she only knew a little about his own affairs, so he felt a sense of luck. When Su Zhiyu returned,
After the palace, he started to go his own way again.
Of course, this is a story for another day.
Su Zhiyu revised the princess's plan for selecting her consort, and finally finalized it and handed it over to the princess. The two did not meet at the palace, but randomly found a small restaurant to discuss the matter.
Su Zhiyu took out the plan and explained it to the princess one by one, "I think what you said before about recruiting a bride through martial arts competition is still a little inappropriate. Let's go to Jintai to choose a son-in-law, and we have to pass three tests."
"Three passes?" Pei Ziyi became interested, "What three passes?"
"Tell me first, what kind of man do you like?"
"First of all, he needs to be strong in martial arts, and then he needs to be affectionate and righteous, and he needs to be mature and reliable." Pei Ziyi said expectantly.
"What about your appearance? What's your age?"
Pei Ziyi looked at Su Zhiyu in confusion, "Are these also important?"
"Of course, otherwise how can we strictly control the number of people? You must know that there are many people from all walks of life who want to marry you, princess, by chance." Su Zhiyu released the pen from his mouth, pointed to a little beggar on the street corner and said, "Look
That little beggar over there, even though he is inconspicuous. They have the largest gang in the world called the Beggar Gang. There are also many experts in it. If anyone suddenly wants to marry you, he should also sign up to participate in the golden platform to choose a son-in-law.
That would be bad."
Pei Ziyi kept nodding her head, feeling that she had really found the right person this time. The job was indeed very reliable.
"Then I want someone with an extraordinary appearance, preferably with a scar on his face. He should be between eighteen and forty years old. Also, if he comes from a wealthy family, if not at least he should be an official in the court. That's it.
Right? Of course, the leader of the gang, the Young Hero, can also come. Except for the Beggar Clan."
Su Zhiyu wrote down a note, then bit the cap of his pen and said, "Okay, based on the requirements you raised, the tentative plan is this. Let's have a reality show."
"What the hell?"
"Reality show." Su Zhiyu explained, "Princess, the whole process of your draft will be made public and executed according to the plan we designed. This will also make it easier for the Emperor and us, your relatives and friends, to check for you."
It was the first time for Pei Ziyi to hear such fresh words. She was even more excited and listened attentively.
"Then the following is the process of this reality show. Let me tell you again and see if it works. The first is the first level, called Big Wave Gold Rush. If you like people with strong martial arts skills, let them compete on the same stage and win the top ten.
.The second level is called the killing game——"
"A killing game? It would be unlucky to kill someone just for choosing a son-in-law," Pei Ziyi said, shaking her head.
"This is just a name. The princess can change it if she doesn't like it. It won't really kill people." Su Zhiyu continued, "This second level is actually a relatively large game. The ten selected people will have three roles to choose from.
One is the murderer, the other is the civilian, and the third is
He is a policeman. The role is determined by drawing lots. The murderer is responsible for finding civilians, and then dots cinnabar on their necks to indicate that he has killed someone. The civilians must try to protect themselves, but even if the murdered person finds a lucky escape, he cannot