Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 856

Thinking about that bastard King Jin, hey! It's unlucky! I can't think about it, I get angry when I think about it!

Qi Jie Yuhua whispered in affirmation at the right time, "People! They are all your people!"

Emperor Mingde was comforted by Eunuch Qi again, and his voice was full of doting. "Ask, ask, ask!" He cleared his throat, and after a moment of thinking about the best words, he spoke in a deep voice, solemnly and seriously, "Fine clothes and a furious horse, you are a young man! Ma Chuyang, a candidate from Yunqi Academy, today I want to ask you, do you dare to fight against the nations?"

Ma Chuyang radiated light, still kneeling on one leg, raised an eyebrow in the direction of Tang Xinghe, raised his head and answered loudly, "The spring wind blows north, the horses neigh and their hooves are urgent, Chuyang is willing to welcome the nations to fight!"

He raised his arms and shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The whole audience shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

Welcome all nations to fight!

We have brilliant stars, we have blazing sun, we have fearless young people!

I don’t know who started it, but “Youth Says” resounded throughout the sky.

Emperor Mingde returned to the palace happily amid the deafening shouts of “A strong youth means a strong country”.

He stretched out his body and sat down, unable to stop smiling, "Youen, what department do you think Cen Yuan is most suitable for?"

Eunuch Qi was asked a lot of questions and was still a little unsure of the emperor's intention. "This... I think he is the most suitable to be the consort. Look at how much he loves our Princess Haiyan, the love in his eyes can't be concealed."

"That is his duty." Emperor Mingde was proud, "Our Princess Haiyan is worthy of his consideration."

"Then..." Eunuch Qi couldn't think of how to answer the emperor's question. If he was not careful, he would interfere in politics.

In fact, Emperor Mingde didn't really need his answer. He sighed and said, "I just think that Cen Yuan is a perfect fit for the position of Minister of Rites. I don't know what book he read this 'drama' from. After he put on such a show, the atmosphere on the scene was so exciting that it was explosive at every turn."

Eunuch Qi nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, now people in the streets and alleys are reciting 'Youth Talk', and some people have even composed a song for it and are singing it in teahouses."

"So, I said that Cen Yuan is suitable for the Ministry of Rites. Which country would not be afraid of such fighting spirit? Iron cavalry and powerful crossbows can have the upper hand for a while, but they can't defeat the people's will in the end." Emperor Mingde sighed deeply, "One country is united, and it is better than a million lions."

On the other side, Ma Chuyang, Tang Xinghe, and Huo Siwu were surrounding Liu Wu outside the Imperial Examination Hall.

Liu Wu was alert, "What are you going to do?"

A few naughty boys tightened the circle with evil smiles, then laughed heartily.

Huo Siwu raised his hand and put it on Liu Wu's shoulder. "Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you! Liu Wu, your father is General Liu Zhenghao, the garrison commander of Yancheng, Buzhou, right? What would your father think if he knew that Wencang Academy has been instilling hatred in you towards insignificant people all day long?"

Ma Chuyang also raised his hand and put it on his shoulder, "Winning or losing in the ring is not uncommon, but there is no hatred between you and me, right?"

Tang Xinghe smiled and took the hands that Ma Chuyang and Huo Siwu had placed on their shoulders. "Think about it carefully. No matter who wins, it is actually Beiyi who wins. Wen Cang Academy won't teach you this principle. You have to figure it out on your own."

The three of them walked away arm in arm, laughing and joking all the way. It was the best friendship and the best time for young people.

Ma Chuyi's voice came from behind, "Ma...brother!"

Ma Chuyang was frightened by his brother's calling him "Ma Xiao", thinking he would be called "Ma Xiaomei" again. Fortunately, his brother changed his words quickly, otherwise he would have cried in front of his brother and then complained to his mother.

Humph, little brat, what if I can’t cure you?

Ma Chuyang turned around and said timidly, "Brother..."

Ma Chuyi came over with his hands behind his back, "You have practiced Ma family boxing well, but you used some moves incorrectly. I will come back to practice with you after I finish my official duties."

Ma Chuyang turned his head and winked at the other two, then shouted "Run", and they turned around and ran away.

Ma Chuyi heard his brother reply "I don't" from afar, as if he was still not satisfied, and followed it up with a long string of "I don't, I don't, I just don't..."

He couldn't help but... rubbed his eyebrows, his hands itching, and he wanted to pick this guy up and beat him up again.