Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Inside the inn, the air was filled with the scent of sandalwood incense and exquisite tea sets were placed on the mahogany table, but no one had the heart to enjoy the tea.

Pei Yanzhi, Sima Hui and Cui Gaoxuan sat together in a room, with beads of sweat on their foreheads, flickering with anxiety in the candlelight.

Standing before them were two young children - six-year-old Wu Xiuning and three-year-old Chu Tian. They had innocent smiles on their faces, but they made the three great scholars feel uneasy.

Pei Yanzhi's fingertips tapped the table unconsciously, making a dull sound.

They had already been hesitant and unable to answer the last three questions, and were about to give up, but these two little devils used the excuse of "great scholar's modesty" to force them to give three new questions.

The pit is getting deeper and deeper, and now it is too late to get out.

Sima Hui quietly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and his silk sleeves shimmered in the candlelight.

He glanced at Cui Gaoxuan and found that this great scholar from the Wei State was staring at the teacup on the table, as if there was some mystery in the blue and white porcelain.

Outside the inn, the cold wind rustled the branches, adding to the depressing feeling.

"Why are the three gentlemen silent?"

Chu Tian tilted his head and asked in a baby voice, "Is the question too difficult?"

Cui Gaoxuan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he subconsciously touched the jade pendant around his waist - it was a token of trust given to him by the King of Wei himself.

Before coming to Chu, the three of them drank and talked happily in the capital of Wei, vowing to make Chu Ning's coronation ceremony a laughing stock of the world.

Who would have thought that before even meeting Chu Ning, he would be forced into a dilemma by these two immature kids.

Pei Yanzhi suddenly slammed the table, causing the water in the teacup to shake violently.

"That's enough!" he shouted. "Your questions are completely unoriginal. I don't even bother to answer them!"

Wu Xiuning was not afraid when she heard this. Instead, she giggled and revealed two cute dimples:

"Are you unwilling to answer, or are you unable to answer?"

She deliberately dragged out the ending tone, and her voice sounded sickly sweet.

Chu Tian immediately clapped his hands in cooperation and asked innocently, "Since Pei Daru knows the answer, please feel free to teach me~"

He blinked his big eyes, and his long eyelashes cast fine shadows in the candlelight.

The expressions of the three great scholars became increasingly ugly.

Pei Yanzhi's beard was shaking with anger. He stood up suddenly, and his wide sleeves knocked over the teacup, and the brown tea soup spread on the table.

"Don't be so unreasonable, little kid! The three of us are here to attend the coronation ceremony of the Crown Prince of Chu, not to teach you little brats!"

Sima Hui and Cui Gaoxuan looked at each other and read determination in each other's eyes.

Since the soft one is not enough, let’s use the hard one!

Sima Hui's face was gloomy, and he deliberately raised his voice and said, "Brother Pei is right! Our three kingdoms are already at loggerheads with your Chu Kingdom. Chu Ning still wants us to teach you? That's just wishful thinking!"

Cui Gaoxuan even tore off his temper and slammed his right hand on the table with a thud.

"My Wei State was forcibly occupied by your Chu State in Yanzhou. We have a deep blood feud and yet Chu Ning actually wants me to teach you?"

He sneered repeatedly, and the wrinkles on his face looked particularly ferocious: "Now, please leave immediately!"

The hall was silent for a moment, with only the occasional soft crackle of the candlelight.

Wu Xiuning's eyes rolled around, and suddenly her mouth pouted. She sat on the ground and burst into tears with a "wow".

She cried and kicked her short legs, crumpling the expensive Persian carpet in the inn into a ball.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Wu Xiuning cried breathlessly, and crystal tears rolled down her pink cheeks.

"I'm going to tell Her Majesty the Empress that you three old men are bullying children!"

Seeing this, Chu Tian immediately followed suit and sat down on the ground and rolled around.

He deliberately wiped his snot and tears on the expensive brocade cushion, crying and shouting:

"Wa ...

The three great scholars were stunned.

Pei Yanzhi pointed at the two children, his fingers trembling like dead branches in the wind:

"You... you..."

He was so angry that he couldn't speak complete sentences.

Seeing this, Wu Xiuning cried even harder.

She simply rolled over on the ground, messing up her neat bun and letting her long black hair spread out.

"This is outrageous! Three old men teamed up to bully a child!"

While she was crying, she secretly observed the reactions of the three people. Seeing how helpless they were, she was delighted.

Chu Tian became even more outrageous. He crawled to Cui Gaoxuan's feet, hugged his legs, and wiped all his snot and tears on the expensive brocade robe.

"You are mean to me. Even my father doesn't dare to be mean to me. How dare you be mean to me? I will take you to see my father right now!"

He tilted his little face upwards and deliberately made an indignant expression.

The guards outside the inn heard the noise and looked out.

The corner of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched. He didn't expect that these two little ancestors were so powerful.

He suppressed the smile on his face and tried not to laugh out loud.

Seeing this, Sima Hui stamped his feet anxiously: "Get up! What a disgrace!"

He wanted to pull Chu Tian, but was afraid of being misunderstood as bullying a child, so his outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Wu Xiuning saw the right moment and suddenly screamed at the top of her lungs, "Help! The old man is going to hit me!"

The scream was like thunder out of the blue, frightening Pei Yanzhi so much that he staggered and almost fell down.

Cui Gaoxuan's face turned from red to white, and then from white to blue.

When had he ever encountered such a scene in his life?

A great scholar of the Wei State was actually forced into a dilemma by two little kids who were acting like spoiled brats.

He tried to pull his legs free from Chu Tian's embrace, but found that the little guy was surprisingly strong.

"You...you are blackmailing me!" Sima Hui shouted angrily, his voice changing in tone.

When Wu Xiuning heard this, she rolled on the ground even harder.

"Wow...you're swearing! You're a great scholar, yet you're scolding a child!"

While crying, she secretly pinched her thigh, and her tears flowed even harder.

The discussions outside the posthouse became louder and louder, and one could faintly hear words like "bullying the weak with the strong" and "disrespecting the elderly".

Pei Yanzhi's face looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice:

"My two young friends, we have something to talk about. Would you mind getting up first?"

"not good!"

Wu Xiuning and Chu Tian shouted in unison, their voices loud enough to blow the roof off.

Chu Tian suddenly let go of Cui Gaoxuan's legs, crawled to the side of the table, and grabbed the priceless blue and white teapot.

"If you don't apologize, I'll smash it!" He held up the teapot and pretended to smash it.

"Don't!" the three great scholars exclaimed at the same time.

That teapot was a treasure used by the previous dynasty. If it was broken, how would they explain to the king after returning home?

Seeing this, Wu Xiuning immediately added fuel to the fire: "Yes! If you don't apologize, we will smash things!"

She got up and reached for the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.

Pei Yanzhi finally broke down. He slumped back into his chair, his voice hoarse, "We...we apologize..."

Wu Xiuning and Chu Tian immediately stopped crying and asked in unison, "What about the question?"

The three great scholars looked at each other, and finally Sima Hui sighed: "We... admit defeat!"

The two children immediately burst into laughter, and Wu Xiuning even winked at Chu Tian proudly.

They had long anticipated that these three old guys would do this and had thought of a countermeasure in advance.

"It's okay to admit defeat!"

Wu Xiuning brushed the dust off her skirt and suddenly said seriously, "But you must publicly admit your lack of knowledge at the coronation ceremony and admit defeat!"

"This is impossible!" Cui Gaoxuan blurted out.

Chu Tian immediately put on a crying posture again: "Then I will go to my father and complain to him that you bullied us!"

"and many more!"

Pei Yanzhi interrupted hastily, gritting his teeth and saying, "We agree."

Wu Xiuning smiled sweetly and took Chu Tian's hand: "Then it's settled! See you at the coronation ceremony~"

After saying that, the two little guys skipped out of the inn, leaving the three great scholars with pale faces standing there in a daze.

It was not until the two of them disappeared at the end of the corridor that Pei Yanzhi slumped down in his chair, muttering to himself:

"We've fallen into a trap!"

Outside the inn, the cold wind blew up the fallen leaves, as if mocking the embarrassment of the three great scholars.

There are only ten days left until Chu Ning's coronation ceremony, and their plan has completely failed.

But they are not willing to give up!