After my soul traveled to ancient times, I don't want to be cannon fodder

Two days before the Chongyang Palace Banquet officially begins.

The envoys from Beidi and Nanzhao arrived at Guanyi one after another!

Crown Prince Murong Fu was ordered to welcome the delegation this time, and all matters were arranged very properly.

This time, because the seventh prince of Beidi, Yelu Zhen, did not conceal his identity, he attracted everyone's attention when he entered the capital.

There is no other reason, it is just because the seventh prince is a rare cultured person in Beidi.

The high level of his poetry was praised by many parties, and his reputation as the smartest man in Beidi was known throughout the four countries!

Rumor has it that apart from exchanging poems, there are almost no difficult problems that he can solve in just three moves.

Everyone is looking forward to whether the Seventh Prince will raise some strange questions like in the past when he comes to Dayong to pay homage to the emperor.

If so, who can cope with it?

At the same time, Chen Yan, son of the Duke of Fuguo, Gu Mingzhe, the legitimate son of the Prime Minister, Zhang Mingxuan, the second legitimate son of the Marquis of Pingning, and Fu Lin, the legitimate son of the Duke of Yingguo, were gathered in the Xiefang Pavilion in the Liuyuan Garden in the western suburbs to discuss countermeasures.

"Brother Gu, His Majesty has ordered all young talents of the third rank and above in Kyoto to attend the Chongyang Palace Banquet. I think they are here for the Seventh Prince of Beidi!"

Zhang Mingxuan frowned and said, "I heard that this boy is very talented. Brother Gu, are you sure about this?"

"Brother Gu is the most talented scholar in our capital. He is just a prince from a barbarian land. With a little talent, he can stand out among chickens. If he were in Dayong, he would be a chicken among cranes!"

Chen Yan waved his fan, his eyes full of disdain.

"Don't underestimate the enemy!" Gu Mingzhe said calmly, "I've read his poems before, and his level is not low. Even compared to mine, he's on par!"

"So, the other party actually has some real skills." Fu Lin also said, "It's really strange that a group of rough men in Beidi can actually teach someone who is proficient in literature."

"Actually, he's not a complete Northern Di person. I heard his mother is Han Chinese, and the daughter of a famous Yue scholar from Tianjin."

"If that's the case, it makes sense!" Fu Lin continued, "What a pity for the land of Tianjin!"

Everyone fell silent.

Because the land of Tianjin was originally part of Dayong.

But now it is occupied by the Northern Di.

Not only Tianjin, but also Yanjing, Shanghai and Linyu were also occupied by the Northern Di.

It has not been recovered yet.

Now, the Northern Di are bullying us again.

In the past, it would have been fine to force Dayong to sign the so-called tribute treaty by force, but now, he is trying to suppress all the talented people in Dayong with his literary talent.

From this point of view, I am afraid that the Northern Di have great ambitions this time.

Increasing the annual tribute or dividing the territory is possible!

Gu Mingzhe's handsome eyes drooped, concealing the dark haze within them. The young master of a noble family, who was originally bright and handsome, was now surrounded by coldness.

The same goes for the other three.

The topic suddenly became heavy and they didn't know how to continue.

"I heard that Wangyue Tower has opened a new gambling platform..." Zhang Mingxuan spoke first, "The bet is on who will come out on top at the Chongyang Palace Banquet!"

Gu Mingzhe raised his eyes slightly, as if asking, what exactly do you want to say?

Zhang Mingxuan coughed lightly, then said, "How about we also place two bets?"

Seeing that no one was moved, Zhang Mingxuan finally got anxious. "I heard that Yelu Zhen has the most people betting on him, with odds of one to two! We are from Dayong, how can we fall behind him?"

Fu Lin and Chen Yan looked at each other and said in unison: "Pressure, we must suppress it!"

Not only do they have to suppress themselves, they also have to surpass Beidi!

God damn, the country is full of beasts who are loyal to other countries.

The four of them had fiery eyes, and they didn't even bother to drink their tea. They just stood up and walked out the door.

Some rode horses, some rode in cars, and at the command, the four escort teams headed towards their destination.

More than half an hour later, the four of them gathered in Wangyue Tower.

A path automatically cleared among the crowd of people who were betting and watching, allowing the four people to pass through.

"Are these the four famous young masters of Shengjing?"

"Yes, the one leading the group is none other than the Prime Minister's eldest son. He is proficient in all arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. He is also an expert in poetry, lyrics, and prose. He is known as the most outstanding young master in the capital, Gu Mingzhe, Master Gu."

"Is he the talented and gifted heir of the Gu family?"

"The next three are the other three of the Four Young Masters of Shengjing. Each of them comes from a noble family and has different strengths."

"A British public servant, his name is Fu Lin, who writes poems and poems, and is an unparalleled chess player."

"The Duke of Fuguo's son, Chen Yan, is a brilliant writer and painter! He's best at painting ladies; every stroke is lifelike!"

"The last one is the second son of the Pingning Marquisate. He's been skilled in archery and horsemanship since childhood, and his martial arts are exceptional. Last year, he even won first place in the polo tournament! I heard he's interested in participating in next year's martial arts exam, and he has the best chance of taking first place!"

"These young men are truly more handsome than the other!"

....

The sound of discussion never ceases.

The shopkeeper had already prepared the top-notch private room and respectfully invited the four young masters in. He had prepared good wine and delicious food, and even a pot of aged girl's red wine, making sure to serve these ancestors well.

After the four of them went upstairs, their figures disappeared into the private room.

The guests waiting to place their bets downstairs were all excited:

"Boss, I made a wrong bet just now. I'm placing thirty bets on this Gu Mingzhe!"

"Boss, I'm placing ten bets on all four of these young masters!"

"Shopkeeper, me too. I want to place a bet on our Dayong talent!"

"That's right, I, the talented man from Dayong, will win!"

.......

I don't know who shouted this, but everyone was excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and they all turned to bet on the four talented men of Dayong who had just appeared.

The servants of the four families, following their master's orders, mingled with the crowd and placed a thousand bets on their own people.

The shopkeeper collected so much money that his hands were full and he couldn't stop smiling!

As the crowd was in an uproar, two expressionless men in black clothes with dark gold patterns suddenly appeared with knives in their hands.

Everyone fell silent upon seeing this.

Because these two people are not just anyone else, but the Black Dragon Guards who are feared by everyone in the current court!

"My two lords, what can I do for you?" The shopkeeper smiled wryly and stepped forward to offer his condolences.

Hei Shiliu expressionlessly pulled out a large stack of banknotes from his pocket and placed them in the shopkeeper's hand. "My young lady is placing a bet on Fengcheng Fangping, 10,000 bets!"

The shopkeeper froze for a moment. He just said, who do you want to bet on?

Fengcheng Fangping?

Is there such a person?

"My lords, there is no such person at the betting table in our shop!" the shopkeeper explained carefully.

"If you don't have it, then add it!" Hei Shiqi took a step forward and said sinisterly, "What's the matter? Is there a problem?"

"No, no, I'll add it now, Fengcheng Fangping!"

The shopkeeper quickly called the waiter, took out a blank nameplate, wrote the four words "Fengcheng Fangping" in his own handwriting, and added it after the nameplate of "Fuguogong Mansion Chen Yan"!