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Yishan County, north of the city.

A magnificent building is located in the center of the north city.

The lights are bright in the night, like a shining star in the city.

It is magnificent from the inside out, demonstrating its high-end luxury.

A gold-plated sign hangs high above the gate.

"Yunxiao Tower"!

From this ostentatious and unbridled handwriting, it is not difficult to see how unruly and domineering the poster is!

In the most mysterious box on the third floor of Yunxiao Building.

A man is drinking tea elegantly.

His face seemed to have been carefully carved, with delicate features, sharp edges and deep eyes.

A face, like a work of art, flawless!

With his eyes lowered, he exudes an aura that keeps strangers away.

The purple dress further highlighted his noble status, making people dare not even think of disrespecting him.

A man stood beside him.

He had a stern face, wore a black tights, and had a youthful heroic look between his brows.

He was frowning slightly at this moment.

"Sir..."

Seeing that the man drinking tea was still leisurely, the man could no longer hold back and called out softly.

The man who was called the prince raised his hand to interrupt him.

Continue to sip the tea in your hand.

The man in black was anxious and didn't care about the difference in status.

"Sir, we have to go back and report tomorrow. Let's..."

The prince put down his tea and looked up at the man in black.

"Xingyun, when did you become as impatient as flowing water?"

The worry on Xingyun's face did not diminish.

"Sir, that kid from Beimo is too arrogant! We returned empty-handed this time, and I'm afraid he will be disappointed."

The prince curled the corners of his mouth in a cold manner.

"Beimo, a tiny country, dares to compete with the sun and the moon with a rare copy of the previous dynasty?"

Xingyun frowned.

"That being said, the calligraphy they brought was indeed too stunning. I just couldn't stand seeing their arrogant faces! I just regret that I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child and cannot compete with them!"

Seeing his indignant look, the prince shook his head helplessly.

"Xingyun, when did this prince's guard start to worry about the country's affairs?"

Xingyun stopped talking, his face struggled for a moment, and he spoke in a stammering voice.

"After all, we have lived here for ten years. Xia Country is a country of outstanding people and has treated us sincerely. I really don't want such a country with rich cultural heritage to be humiliated by a kid from the Northern Desert in calligraphy."

"Sir, Principal Su is so talented, is it true that his calligraphy is not as good as the rare copy in Beimo?"

The prince shook his head.

"Although Mr. Su has a high level of literary attainments and is well-known in Xia Country, and his calligraphy is also one of the best in Xia Country, it is slightly inferior to this unique copy in Beimo."

"But you don't have to worry so much."

"The Northern Desert only relies on a single copy. However, it is a pity and ridiculous that such an outstanding person passed away without even a legacy."

"Although our country of Xia is not as good as the original in calligraphy, how many people are excellent in calligraphy? How many people are knowledgeable and talented? The literati and poets are all leading the way. How can they be denied by a single copy?"

"If we really compete, Beimo is nothing but a clown."

Hearing this, Xingyun's brows finally relaxed a little, but then he asked in confusion.

"Then why did that person send you to this remote place to look for a calligraphy master?"

The prince picked up the tea in an unfathomable manner, drank it all in one gulp, and uttered four words.

“It’s a tacit understanding.”

Hearing this, Xingyun stopped talking.

They have their own reasons!

If I ask too much, I will go beyond the limit...

The prince put down the teacup, his eyes deep.

People only know about Yunxiao Tower, but don’t know who the real owner of Yunxiao Tower is.

That person was just looking for a calligraphy master to help him avoid the spotlight temporarily.

By the way, please give regards to Mr. Su for him, don't let Mr. Su feel disappointed...

At the same time, he also took the opportunity to let him take good care of Yunxiao Tower.

Just thoroughly explore and implement the function of Yunxiao Tower...

"Master, Principal Su of Qingshan Academy wants to see you."

Outside the door, the guard's announcement sounded.

"please."

The prince gave an order.

Coming here at this time should be to see him off...

Su Qingshan's voice arrived before he even showed up!

"Mu Chen! Mu Chen! Good news! Good news!"

He squeezed into the box with his chubby body, a look of joy on his face.

Prince Muchen stood up and supported Su Qingshan.

"Don't worry, Mr. Su, why are you so excited?"

Su Qingshan carefully took out a piece of manuscript paper from his arms and handed it to Prince Muchen.

"Look!"

Prince Muchen took the manuscript suspiciously.

There must be some secret behind the fact that Mr. Su sent me this manuscript overnight.

He concentrated his attention and looked at the manuscript paper.

The more I look at it, the more frightened I get!

Seeing that Prince Muchen was watching intently, Su Qingshan found a stool and sat down calmly.

Wait until Prince Muchen looks at him with a happy expression.

He just stood there with his beard raised.

"How about it?"

Prince Muchen has recovered from his shock.

"Where did this come from?"

Su Qingshan answered honestly.

"I met a friend by chance and happened to see the calligraphy she was practicing."

A look of joy flashed across Prince Muchen's face!

Su Qingshan raised his eyebrows and asked Prince Muchen.

"How is it? Compared to the Beimo lone copy, how does my friend's casual practice draft look?"

Prince Muchen looked serious.

“This word wins.”

"Which young friend of Mr. Su is this?"

Thinking of Su Jiuyue's instructions, Su Qingshan shook his head.

"She is a farmer who doesn't like to be involved in the world, so she asked me not to reveal her information to anyone."

Prince Muchen nodded.

It seems that he is a hidden master!

He didn't get entangled.

He just turned around and gave instructions to Xingyun.

"Prepare the carriage and return to the capital tonight."

He clasped his fists towards Su Qingshan.

"Mr. Su has made great contributions this time. Mu Chen will report the truth and ask for credit for you."

Su Qingshan jumped up from the stool when he heard this!

"You bastard! How dare you! If you dare to ask for merit again, return the manuscript to me! Go back and tell that old man not to bother me!"

"Whoever wants to stay in that broken court can stay here, don't bother me!"

Prince Muchen sighed slightly.

It seems that incident still bothers Mr. Su...

"Here."

Prince Muchen had no choice but to answer.

……

The Divine Capital, the Imperial Palace of the Xia Kingdom, the Golden Throne Hall.

Sitting on the dragon throne is the most noble man in the Xia Kingdom.

Emperor Xia, Xuanyuan Jue.

The ministers below stood solemnly in two rows.

At this moment, everyone stared at the man in foreign clothing in the center of the hall with unfriendly eyes.

Minister of Rites Zhang Qian stepped forward.

"Your Majesty, Prince Harza of the Northern Desert brought such a masterpiece. I'm sure that he must have excellent attainments in Northern Desert literature."

Prince Harza raised his chin with pride, looking very arrogant.

"That's natural."

Zhang Qian nodded affirmatively.

"In that case, why not have a literary duel? Let Xiaguo and Beimo learn from each other."

Harza choked when he heard this.

This old man! He knew that everyone in Beimo was good at martial arts, but knew nothing about literature, so he did it on purpose!

"This……"

At this time, the Minister of Revenue also came out.

"I second your proposal. I have long wanted to learn about the culture of the Northern Desert Kingdom."

The Imperial Commandant: "I second the motion!"

Zhongshu Ling: "I second the motion!"

Seeing that the ministers below were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, Xuanyuan Jue felt warmed in his heart.

A small country in the northern desert.

A copybook of calligraphy from the previous dynasty.

You dare to run wild in the great Xia Kingdom? You overestimate your own abilities!

Let his good subjects teach them a lesson!

"In that case... accurate!"

The ministers looked delighted and glanced at Harza coldly.

Haha, you want to show off? You’re dreaming!

Halza was anxious. If they were to compare, how many people could defeat these rough men in his family?

Rolling his eyes.

"Your Majesty, your country wants to see the heart of my Northern Desert culture. Halza has received it."

"It's just that I, Beimo, won't accept any literary duels."

"If your country can produce a work of calligraphy that is better than the one and only piece of calligraphy I have, our country will recognize your culture and is willing to conduct in-depth cultural exchanges with your country."

One sentence made all the ministers furious!

Extremely shameless!

The emperor also looked slightly unhappy.

How dare such a tiny country!

"Report - Prince Nangong Muchen wants to see you -"