Buddhist Miracle Doctor: The Dark Prince, Can't Get Rid of Him

Everyone who hadn't stepped forward was very curious about what was going on with the wooden frame, but in this situation, they couldn't step forward and ask the first ten people.

All I have to do is wait for my turn and go forward to reveal the answer myself.

The second group of people came forward with full of questions, and their pace was faster than the first group of ten people. If they were not afraid of losing their image, they would have run a long time ago.

They walked forward and looked at the words on the wooden frame impatiently, and stopped at the place where the previous group of people stopped to watch.

One by one, they finally knew the answer. That's why! No wonder! When they were working, they blamed the previous group for being too slow, but now they were attracted by the calligraphy in front of them. Some people used their fingers to trace the words, while others carefully admired each word. At this time, Zhou Shuhuan, who was sitting in his seat, was also a little excited.

If he was unsure of the looks the first group of guards and ministers gave him, he was sure of it now.

God has eyes, I have been practicing diligently for more than 40 years, I don't know how many ink blocks, pens and papers I have used up! Today, I am finally going to achieve success!

No, that doesn’t count yet. Even if I win the first game, it doesn’t mean that the matter is settled.

Now I can only say that this word helped me excel in the first game and gain the upper hand.

However, Zhou Shuhuan's confidence increased after winning the first prize in the first round. He had not devoted all his energy to calligraphy in the past forty years.

The second group of people on the wooden frame were still admiring the calligraphy, and no one even thought of throwing the silk flowers in their hands.

The people waiting below became even more anxious. Why was the second group taking even longer than the first?

"Ahem, my lords, you may throw in the silk flowers first. You can appreciate the calligraphy at will after the ceremony." Seeing this scene in front of the wooden frame, the ministers waiting below were agitated, and the clan leader had to speak.

After hearing his words, the ten people came to their senses, remembered what the occasion was and what they were here for, and quickly inserted the silk flowers in their hands into the vase under the calligraphy.

This time, there was not even a single hesitation.

Never mind. I don’t have time to think about who wrote this calligraphy. Anyway, the calligraphy is really good, and there’s nothing wrong with just following the crowd and throwing in a silk flower.

Watching their actions, although no one in Wenhua Hall was talking, the atmosphere was completely different from when they first came in.

Everyone felt it, a commotion.

Among the eleven candidates, nine except Brother Hui and Zhou Shuhuan could no longer remain calm.

Just now, two groups of people came up, but all twenty silk flowers were put into one vase, and the other vases were empty. What does this mean? It means that the other ministers will most likely make the same choice, which means that there will be only one winner in this round.

Silence's victory in this game was not decisive, but the result of the first game was so strange that it was really unexpected and made people feel uneasy.

Looking at the situation in front of the wooden frame, Xue Wenyu and Fan Puchang felt much more relaxed. It doesn't matter who the most outstanding person is. The most important thing is that this result is the greatest

The advantage is that Brother Hui will not end up in the most embarrassing situation. Next, even if there may be silk flowers in other bottles, it doesn't matter.

Xue Wenyu was not curious at all about what was so good about the calligraphy, but Fan Pu was very curious. He was a scholar and had a fondness for calligraphy and painting. He decided to go over and appreciate it after the event was over.

On this occasion, the governor Mu Qiming also came. Although he still felt embarrassed about doing something wrong when he saw Xue Wenyu, he couldn't avoid him all the time.

He was the third person to come up for evaluation, and like many others, he thought that this unprecedented calligraphy was from Zhou Shuhuan. He also found the calligraphy of the person he chose among the other calligraphy.

Even though he saw the two groups of people in front of him voting for the same person before he came up, he was still firmly thinking in his heart that no matter who others voted for, he would vote for the one he supported with the silk flower in his hand.

However, when he saw the other nine people who came with him also threw silk flowers into the vase that seemed to be full, he began to hesitate.

It would be fine if someone else had taken the lead and thrown it into another bottle, so his second and unique one would not be so conspicuous and abrupt.

Although the leader of the clan hinted the day before, everyone can now take sides and support whoever they want to support.

But, we all dispersed together, so there was nothing wrong with that.

Unlike now, if I obviously voted for a different candidate, what would be the consequences? Wouldn't it be revealed who I chose right from the start?

If so, would it bring disaster upon oneself?

Mu Qiming deliberately lagged behind, wanting to think about it carefully, but the other nine people threw the silk flowers in their hands too quickly. After they threw the silk flowers in their hands, they found that he had not thrown yet, and they all looked at him.

Without looking behind him, Mu Qiming knew that all eyes in Wenhua Hall were now on him.

Even though Mu Qiming is already fifty-eight years old and has been an official for more than thirty years, he is now experiencing this moment for the first time in his life.

Well, now he had no time to think about it, he stepped forward and put the silk flower in his hand into the full vase.

There were already twenty-nine silk flowers in the vase, and Mu Qiming was a little nervous at the moment, so the stems of the silk flowers broke. If they had not been wrapped with silk cloth, the flowers would have fallen to the ground.

Looking at the broken silk flower in his hand, Mu Qiming's old face flushed with embarrassment. Fortunately, the sect envoy reacted quickly and brought another vase and placed it in front of the vase full of silk flowers.

Mu Qiming quickly inserted the silk flower in his hand, looked at the broken stem of the silk flower pulled out of the mouth of the vase, and quickly left and returned to his seat.

After sitting down, he turned his head and met the gaze of Xue Wenyu who was sitting across from him. Mu Qiming did not turn away and looked at him bravely.

It was when Zhou Zhian was in power! Don't you know that a new emperor chooses new ministers? You actually want to push the grandson of King Ning to the throne without knowing your own limitations? How stupid! You are lucky to have such a situation today. Otherwise, by the end of the competition, the vase under the word "Prince Jie" would be empty. How can you, Xue Wenyu, the Prince of Xue, have the face to continue the competition!

Facing Mu Qiming's "bravery", Xue Wenyu didn't feel angry at all. -. He wasn't the only one who laughed at him, Xue Wenshou. He didn't care! He was now

Mu Qiming quickly inserted the silk flower in his hand, looked at the broken stem of the silk flower pulled out of the mouth of the vase, and quickly left and returned to his seat.

After sitting down, he looked directly at Xue Wenyu who was sitting across from him. Mu Qiming did not turn his eyes away, but looked at him bravely. It was the time when Zhou Zhian was in power! Don't you know that a new emperor chooses new ministers? You actually want to push the grandson of King Ning to the throne without knowing your own limitations? It's really stupid. You are lucky to have such a situation today, otherwise the vase under the word "Prince Jie" would be empty when the competition is over. Let's see how you, Xue Wenyu, the prince, would have the face to continue the competition! Facing Mu Qiming's "bravery", Xue Wenyu didn't feel angry at all.

Xue Wenyu was not the only one waiting to see him laugh at his joke, so he didn't care! What he was curious about now was the final result of today, whether the eleven vases would be one full and ten empty...