Ning Guzhou looked at him and said, "Well, you just wanted to find other young masters from Gui Qian to compete with me."
"I won't bully you either. You can find ten helpers to help."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
Ning Guzhou's words are no longer just crazy, but extremely crazy!
He felt insulted by Ning Guzhou!
It was difficult to maintain the leisurely demeanor around him: "Don't bully others too much!"
Ning Guzhou said expressionlessly: "I will really bully you if I compete with you directly."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He has never been ignored like this!
Ning Guzhou continued: "So whether you want to find help or not, it's up to you, I don't care."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He was really going to explode this time!
But it’s hard to get off the tiger.
The minister next to him also felt a little complicated when he saw this scene.
They looked at the soft princess as not being soft, and the husband she chose was also a thorn in the side.
In the current situation, those who were initially ready to make a move did not dare to take any action for the time being, and decided to wait and see for a while.
Ning Guzhou looked at Lu Xianchen and said, "Well, let me tell you what I am least good at, and you can see if it compares with me in terms of literary talent or something else."
"My martial arts skills are inferior to my literary talents, especially my shooting skills."
"Today's palace banquet, the space is limited, you can challenge me to throw pots."
Lu Xianchen said coldly: "No need, I will compete with you in literary talent!"
Ning Guzhou nodded: "Okay, then you will make the rules and you will come up with the questions."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He felt that he was going to be despised by Ning Guzhou and turned into dust!
He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "I will not take advantage of King Qin."
He turned to Liu Nanjing and said, "Prime Minister Liu, please come up with the question."
Liu Nanjing smiled and said: "The prince and King Qin are both the best men in the world."
"I think there is no point in simply comparing literary talents. How about this, you can write poems while throwing pots."
"In one stick of incense, whoever throws more arrows into the pot and writes a better poem will be the winner."
His statement was relatively fair, and neither Ning Guzhou nor Lu Xianchen had any objections.
Tang Miaoxin suggested from the side: "It's just that this kind of throwing pot is too boring and too difficult."
"How about each holding a pot in his arms and throwing it at each other. Both parties can dodge, but cannot block the arrow with their hands."
"At the same time, you have to protect the pot in your hand. If whose pot breaks, whoever loses will lose. What do you think?"
Liu Nanjing was the first to support: "Your Highness's method is very good."
Neither Lu Xianchen nor Ning Guzhou had any objections.
After the rules of the competition were decided, Liu Xingwang asked people to bring in two tables and two sets of pens, inks, paper and inkstones.
Ning Guzhou and Lu Xianchen each held a pot and more than ten arrows with iron heads.
"Let's begin!" Tang Miaoxin said on the stage.
As soon as she said this, it was up to them to decide whether they wanted to compose a poem or throw a pot.
Ning Guzhou was always domineering and direct in his actions. He didn't say anything, just picked up the arrow and threw it into Lu Xianchen's pot.
Lu Xianchen quickly dodged, and the arrow hit Lu Xianchen's right shoulder.
He felt a sharp pain on his right shoulder and almost lost his grip on the pot in his hand.
Tang Miaoxin looked at this scene and leaned back in her chair, knowing that this situation was stable.
After she cut off Lu Xianchen's support, she sent Lu Xianchen into Ning Guzhou's hands. This guy couldn't be abused by Ning Guzhou.
She was in a good mood, picked up a grape, put it in her mouth, crossed her legs and prepared to watch the fun.
Tang Jiuge glanced at her, and she had no choice but to lower her crossed legs again.
She thought silently in her heart: "I am now the crown princess who has returned to Qian, and I have to pay attention to my image!"
Tang Jiuge felt a little tired when he saw her like this. He felt that one day the majesty of the royal family would be completely defeated in her hands.
Lu Xianchen covered his injured arm and looked at Ning Guzhou coldly. Ning Guzhou said expressionlessly: "Your Majesty, be careful."
For ordinary people, an arrow with its head cut off has no lethality, but this principle does not apply to Ning Guzhou.
The arrow with its head cut off was still a sharp weapon in Ning Guzhou's hands.
Lu Xianchen finally discovered something belatedly, that is, Ning Guzhou's force value was far superior to him!
Tang Miaoxin's suggestion just now sounds fair, but in fact it is favoring Ning Guzhou!
Lu Xianchen was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he had to admit that Ning Guzhou's martial arts was far superior to his.
And if it is true as Ning Guzhou said, he has the ability to have a photographic memory.
So whether Lu Xianchen was competing in literary or martial arts today, he was humiliating himself in front of Ning Guzhou!
Lu Xianchen's mind has always been deep and his mind works very fast. How can he win in this situation?
He had no idea for a moment.
Ning Guzhou's arrow missed, but he didn't take it seriously. He turned around, picked up his pen, and started writing poems.
Lu Xianchen didn't dare to delay anymore, so he went to write poems.
He thinks that his literary talent is still outstanding, and what he writes will never be worse than Ning Guzhou.
But when he picked up the pen, he found that his shoulder was in severe pain and he couldn't even hold the pen with his right hand!
After Ning Guzhou finished writing a poem, he threw an arrow at Lu Xianchen.
The arrow was thrown at Lu Xianchen's chest. He felt as if his chest had been hit by a heavy object. The pain was so painful that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
Ning Guzhou said with great regret: "Your Majesty is so good at Qinggong, yet he avoided my arrow again."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He wanted to greet the eighteenth generation of Ning Guzhou’s ancestors!
You should save some face for saying such sarcastic words at this time!
Ning Guzhou took the arrow in his hand and pointed it in his direction, which frightened him so much that he quickly hid aside.
When Ning Guzhou saw his expression, he put away his arrow very calmly and wrote another poem.
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He wants to swear!
Is Daqing Ning Guzhou treating him like a monkey?
He was so evil that he took advantage of Ning Guzhou's writing poems and used Qinggong to attack Ning Guzhou with his bare hands.
But before he got close to Ning Guzhou, Ning Guzhou raised his foot and kicked him away.
When he threw it out, the pot in his hand also flew out. He saw that his pot was about to fall to the ground and smash into pieces. He held the pot steadily with one hand.
Ning Guzhou placed the pot next to Lu Xianchen and said, "Sorry, I'm more alert."
"If someone sneaks up on me from behind, I will take action."
"Next time you want to make a sneak attack, you can come from the side. That way I will be lighter."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
Ning Guzhou calmly put the pot closer to Lu Xianchen: "Your Majesty, protect your pot."
Lu Xianchen: "..."
He felt as if someone had pressed his face to the ground and stepped on him, then spit on him and then squeezed him with the sole of his shoe.
