However, Zhou Qian was worried, and the system quickly threw out a melon:

【Okay. Let me see... Phew, Zhou Qian is amazing. He is actually a very good swordsman and can't play the piano at all. But his mother heard that the princess likes men who play the piano, so she forced him to practice two songs intensively. One is an introductory song, which is the song he is playing now, and the other is a song his mother bought for him... Phew, a self-composed song for cheating. Maybe the song he bought was not practiced well enough, Phew, so he played the introductory song.】

Everyone who heard the inner voice tried hard to hold back their laughter: No wonder after Wu Buyu was exposed, Zhou Qian started to borrow long swords with tassels everywhere. After failing to borrow one and being pushed onto the stage, he gave up and played basic piano music. It turns out that there is no choice!

Zhou Qian's ears turned red from playing the piano, and the music he played was filled with a sense of sadness and desolation.

His father also had a mask of pain on his face: I should have known not to please him, now I am so embarrassed.

But Zhou Qian's father soon calmed down.

The courtier who was at odds with him whispered, "Your Excellency is sitting still."

Zhou Qian's father said calmly, "I thought there would be trouble before I came here. Now it seems that it's not so bad. Don't laugh, even if I can't see your son today, the little imperial master will see your son sooner or later. I don't believe that all of your sons are perfect."

Courtiers:…

Everyone feels insecure when their scalp becomes tense.

At this time, Yuanruan's inner voice sounded again: [Pfft, is it useless to buy the music score? Well, at least it's better than the one who recited the poem before. ]

Wu Bu, who was cueed again, gritted his teeth: He was just unlucky to be the first to appear, but he didn't dare to be angry with Yuan Ruan, so he could only glare at Zhou Qian angrily.

System: [That’s right, I think it’s a pity for him. He’s obviously good at wielding swords and guns, but he plays to his weaknesses and avoids his strengths.]

Yuanruan yawned, wondering: [Really? Is he really that amazing? Tong'er, look at him carefully, double eyelids, fox-like eyes, skin so white that it reflects light, could he be a swordsman?! Oh, I bumped into two fakes in a row, and they don't look very manly. I feel that the quality of the new generation of men in Daxia is a bit frivolous. I'm a bit disappointed!]

System: [Yes! I feel that men are a little too weak, with more yin than yang.]

Everyone in Daxia:!!!

what?

Wait, today is just a special case. We are usually very masculine. Don’t be disappointed in our Xia country, the small country’s destiny!

The emperor's face was already very ugly, and he became even more furious after hearing Yuan Ruan's voice.

He stood up and looked at Zhou Qian, who was playing the piano like he was playing cotton, and said, "Stop, stop, stop! What are you playing? The six arts of a gentleman include not only piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also horse riding and archery! My Great Xia is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and we need all the people to be martial. If everyone gives up poetry and painting, how can my Great Xia survive? And as candidates for the imperial consort, you must set an example and become a role model for Great Xia. Come here, the head of the palace guards."

The chief of the palace guards saluted and said, "Your Majesty, I am here."

The emperor said in a cold voice: "Go and get all the swords, spears, sticks and clubs from the armory, and select ten elite soldiers to fight these gentlemen three on three. All men who cannot dodge more than thirty of your moves, regardless of their status, will be taken away."

The court officials hiding in the rockery and bushes became anxious.

Some people wanted to jump out to oppose, but the people around them only needed two words to make them stop.

"Do you want the small country to be disappointed in Daxia?"

"If I can't dodge thirty attacks, will I need the princess to save me when I'm in danger in the future?"

……

At the emperor's command, the palace guards and the ladies began to select their weapons in a hurry, took off their cumbersome robes, aimed at their opponents, and finally formed a team successfully. In a three-on-three manner, the six of them stood on the relatively flat ground in the imperial garden and started fighting.

The clanging sounds of swords and guns were heard.

The sticks were whistling and dancing vigorously.

Some formed a formation of three and fought back and forth with the elite troops in the palace, while others exerted their personal bravery to the extreme, seeing enemies everywhere. They even beat their own teammates with a pair of sticks, showing the momentum of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to pass.

Of course, the above two situations are rare.

What we see more are the outrageous actions of the literary groups after they go up. When facing the elite, they usually fly kites from a distance, and some try to use verbal attacks to persuade the elite to give up the use of force.

If all else fails and they are unfortunately approached, they will do all kinds of tricks to win, such as pulling your hair, you trip me and I elbow you, and they will pull each other's hair, and they are very good at playing the Thirty-Six Stratagems. After that, the literary groups will secretly complain and make themselves feel particularly wronged.

The main thing is that they all keep smiling on their faces, but are very elegant underneath. Especially elegant!

Yuanruan almost died of laughter at these people's outrageous actions.

Even when the system is looking for gossip about outstanding men, it will subconsciously look at the gossip about a few funny guys.

It’s not that high-quality martial arts films are not attractive, but that the chaotic comedy films are too eye-catching.

The emperor and his court officials felt ashamed at first, but when they saw Yuan Ruan smiling happily, they felt relieved.

Just at this moment, the system ate another funny melon:

[Hahaha... this is too cruel. The Hanlin editor secretly told the palace guards that he was a weak scholar and wanted to give money to ensure his safety so that the other party would show mercy. The other party agreed, and the result... Hahaha, the Hanlin editor used a stick to directly give the other party a thousand-year kill, and the other party fell to the ground instantly. Hahaha, after winning in seconds, the Hanlin editor still felt sorry that he shouldn't have given money. Too weak...]

As soon as this voice came out, everyone who could hear it froze.

Hanlin Editor did not expect that he would be noticed by the system. He held the stick and watched the people around him subconsciously covering their buttocks. He was at a loss for a moment and was in a dilemma.

The courtiers hiding in the jungle were almost unable to hold back.

The court officials were trying to hold back their laughter, and someone whispered, "This, puff, cough... This kid has a lot of tricks, and it's suitable for our Ministry of Justice to punish the criminals."

Cheng Guohou shook his head and said, "No, no, no! Our external host and guest department needs more flexible, courageous and resourceful people like this!"

The two of them almost got into an argument, and someone said speechlessly, "Let's find the person first. Whose child is this Hanlin editor? Has anyone seen his appearance clearly?"

The court officials looked at each other and shook their heads, but in the end no one nodded.

The man said again, "My Lord, I remember your youngest son was also a Hanlin editor. Could it be him?"

Marquis Chengguo waved his hands and said, "Impossible. He won't be able to produce a single fart even if you hit him with three sticks. My eldest son is almost the same. He is also a Hanlin editor."

At this time, Yuanruan's inner voice also rang out: [I am dying of laughter. Tong'er, which big brother is this who seriously underestimates his own ability? See if he is handsome, and if he is handsome, include him in the list. ]

System: [Okay, let me see! Hanlin Editor, Cheng Weining.]

Cheng Guohou’s eyes almost popped out:!!!

what?

Is he really his youngest son?

At this moment, the system suddenly made an explosive sound:

[Hmm? Ahhh! Ah Ruan! The national destiny mission has been triggered. This person actually triggered the national destiny mission! ]

Everyone:! ! !

This trick works!

The national destiny mission has really been triggered!

Yuanruan instantly became energetic: [Expand and talk about it! ]

System: [National Destiny Side Quest: Let Cheng Weining marry the Second Princess (Unfinished) National Destiny Points +1. My God, is the youngest son of Cheng Guohou so awesome?!]

Everyone:! ! !

How talented is this kid that he can get an extra point just by marrying a princess?

The emperor and empress simultaneously set their eyes on Cheng Weining.

The second princess' face turned red.

Cheng Weining was also embarrassed. The thin man behind him put his arm on his shoulders and said with a half-smile, "You are really lucky, brother. It seems that father is right. If I don't fight, I will be inferior to you in everything in the future."

Cheng Weining was silent for a while, then said seriously: "Brother, let's compete fairly."

There was a hint of obscurity in Cheng Yian's eyes. Who would compete fairly with you? He looked at the second princess with a determined look.

Yuan Ruan was surprised and asked: [What? What kind of destined marriage is this for Cheng Weining? ]

System: [Let me see! Oh my god. Cheng Weining is the male protagonist of a forbidden and immoral love affair! So exciting!]

Everyone:? ? ?

what? !

what did you say?

An immoral relationship?!

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