I am a corrupt official, but they say I am a loyal minister

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With the movement of Lin Beifan's fingers, a gust of wind suddenly hit.

"Hu~~"

It seems to have fallen from the sky!

So caught off guard!

It was stronger and fiercer than the wind that Lin Beifan encountered just now!

The smoke was blown up and rolled onto the third prince's face.

The third prince couldn't help closing his eyes.

However, the wind was too strong, and at the same time, it blew up the paper on the desk, and it floated up, making a grinning sound.

The third prince felt something was wrong and immediately opened his eyes.

But it is already late.

I saw that the brush in his hand had already drawn a huge piece under the paper, as if Pangu had opened up the world and split it!

Many words were destroyed by this stroke, and the whole copybook looked very ugly!

The third prince howled in grief: "No!!!"

The gust of wind came and went quickly, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only the third prince was left standing in the distance with a dull expression, his mouth was open, and his eyes were looking at the copybook on the table, full of shock, confusion, grief, regret, pity...

The expression is very rich, as if someone has taken away his soul.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Why is Your Highness crying?"

……

Everyone on Dayan's side was shocked!

Thinking that something happened to the third prince, he ran over in a hurry.

However, when they saw this copybook, their expressions were the same as those of the Third Prince, with their mouths open and their eyes full of shock, confusion, grief, regret and pity...

On the Dawu side, after seeing this copybook, they cheered and jumped up.

"This one is too bad, it ruined the whole copybook! Haha!"

"I thought I lost, but I didn't expect the turnaround, haha!"

"Yeah, Lin Jijiu is just a failure, and the overall sensory effect is not great! But the words of His Highness the Third Prince are completely unacceptable!"

"Is this God's will? God's will is mine!"

"Haha! We Dawu won!"

……

Even the empress, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, couldn't help showing a smile.

At this moment, His Royal Highness the Third Prince turned his head blankly to look at the referee next to him, showing a flattering smile: "Can I write another one?"

The referee was expressionless: "His Royal Highness, you are joking! Since the Yanwu War, there has never been such a precedent! If you can rewrite it, then Lin Jijiu can also rewrite it?"

"We can compete again!" The third prince said expectantly.

Hope was ignited in Dayan's side.

However, the referee remained expressionless: "I'm sorry, Your Highness the Third Prince, this request has been passed, please forgive me for not being able to agree!"

Although he is a referee, he is also an official of Dawu, and he must stand on Dawu's side.

Within the rules and conditions, it must be biased towards Dawu.

Now that the victory is locked, why do you have to do it again?

If he dares to promise, His Majesty will deal with him later!

The eyes of the third prince and the others dimmed instantly.

In the final vote, it was no surprise that Lin Beifan won, which also represented Dawu's victory.

His Highness the Third Prince looked at the result with blank eyes.

I went bankrupt and bought the opponent's strongest player, and the opponent did follow suit, but in the end I still lost?

And he still lost in his own hands!

This bizarre and brutal ending made him unacceptable!

Touch your heart, it feels so cold!

"His Royal Highness, cheer up!"

"It's not your fault, it's the weather. You see, Lin Beifan himself made a mistake!"

"It's just a loss, we will win it back in the future!"

"You are our pillar, you can't fall!"

……

Under everyone's comfort, the third prince finally regained some energy and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, just rest for a while and I'll be fine!"

Touch your heart and feel much more comfortable!

But at this moment, Lin Beifan's wild and arrogant laughter came over: "Haha! I won again! I made mistakes, and you still can't win! It seems that you, Dayan, really can't do it, you're so useless!"

His Royal Highness the Third Prince: "Pfft!"

Next, Wendou continued.

"Wen Dou 4th round - painting!"

"Please send a talented person from both sides to have a painting competition! The winner stays, and the loser leaves! The competition is over until all 5 talented people are defeated! The side that stays on the field is the final winner!"

As soon as the master of ceremonies finished speaking, both sides sent out a talented person.

Dayan's side sent Tang Yong, the number one scholar.

Since they had lost three games in a row, the Dayan delegation was depressed and their morale was greatly reduced.

Tang Yong, who played the most stable, had to be sent up first.

The Dawu side sent talents who were good at painting.

At this time, a box full of notes was delivered to the empress.

The note inside the box is the topic, and the empress will draw whatever topic the empress draws.

The empress took out a piece of paper, opened it and read: "Shi!"

So, the two sides began to draw stones, which had to be completed within a stick of incense, and then handed over to everyone for voting.

Next, it was time for Dayan to perform again.

"52 votes to 22 votes, Dayan Tang Yong wins!"

"49 votes to 25 votes, Dayan Tang Yong wins!"

……

Only the champion Lang Tang Yong swept away the four talented representatives of Dawu.

In this way, there was another situation where Lin Beifan had 1 against 5.

Under the expectation of everyone, Lin Beifan set foot on Lin Beifan again.

Dayan's side once again felt like an enemy.

Seeing Lin Beifan as if he saw the Great Demon King, his face was covered with sweat.

Lin Beifan couldn't bear it, he quickly smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm not a good person..."

Dayan Fang: "..."

"Sorry, I almost said what was in my heart!"

Lin Beifan coughed, and said solemnly: "What I mean is that friendship comes first and competition comes second. Don't care so much about winning or losing, it's all about participating! Anyway, no matter how hard you try, you can't win against me! So don't hold on, Hurry up and admit defeat, you will die sooner or later!"

The representative of Dayan was so angry that one Buddha was born, two Buddhas Nirvana and three Buddhas ascended to heaven!

Listen, is this human?

You are not mad at us and we are not reconciled, are you?

"Lin Jijiu, don't be complacent, we will definitely win the next competition!"

"You will die!"

……

"Then come on, I will take care of everything!" Lin Beifan laughed triumphantly.

Next, the two sides began a painting competition.

Lin Beifan once again showed his astonishing painting ability, and beat up the representative of Dayan once again.

"72 votes to 5 votes, Great Martial Arts Beifan wins!"

"69 votes to 8 votes, Great Martial Arts Beifan wins!"

……

Lin Beifan once again won the three in a row by a big score!

The morale of the Dawu side was greatly boosted, cheering for joy!

In contrast, Dayan's morale was extremely low, and he was disheartened!

It seems to see the end of the losing streak again!

At this time, the third prince of Dayan secretly winked at Lin Beifan.

It hints that Lin Beifan can do it, you have performed well enough, although the defeat is glorious, let's get off the stage quickly!

Don't wait until the last round, he is afraid that the accidental mistake just now will happen again!

Lin Beifan nodded slightly, indicating that he received it.

The third prince secretly exhaled, feeling relieved at 353, he should be able to win this time, right?

Dayan dispatched the fourth talent, Jia Zheng.

Although he is not a top three Jinshi, he also has the talent of the top scholar and is a very rare scholar.

However, at this moment, he looked very nervous, his whole body was soaked in sweat, his face and the corners of his mouth were still a little pale, as if he was going to the execution ground.

Lin Beifan couldn't help asking, "Can you do it?"

"Okay... I can definitely do it!" Jia Zheng gritted his teeth, looking a little weak.

The personnel arrived, and the two sides began to compete.

Lin Beifan played as usual, planning to add a few mistakes in the future to fool the third prince.

And Jia Zheng looked too nervous, his hands were shaking a little, and the painting was not stable enough.

Seeing Lin Beifan heaving and sighing, this guy's mental quality is not good, he has already lost to the point of doubting his life.

It seems that we need to add a few more failures.

But at this moment, Jia Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Lin Beifan.

Lin Beifan responded with a cordial smile.

Just this smile shocked Jia Zheng a lot: "Oh!"

slipped and fell to the ground!

actually……