The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Seeing Zhao Qi agree, Ming Ji's eyes were full of ecstasy.

He still has a chance, as long as he can win this fight, he can come back!

"Three days later, I will bring three Fusang young talents to ask His Majesty about the way of civil and martial arts!"

He said something to Zhao Qi, and hurriedly took Liu Sheng away. Firstly, he wanted to go back to prepare, and secondly, he was afraid that Zhao Qi would repent.

However, when he passed by Jia Jue, he suddenly stopped and asked in a cold voice:
"I don't know if you, a Han Chinese hero who saved the country and the people, have the courage to fight?"

Jia Jue looked at him and said calmly, "I hope you won't regret it then."

"Oh, I'd like to see how you make me regret it." Mingji snorted coldly and walked away.

Zhao Qi didn't have any intention of repenting, he looked at Mingji's leaving back and snorted coldly:
"Shuzi is arrogant!"

He knew very well that this was nothing more than Mingji's aggressive method, but for the sake of the dignity and face of the Han people, he still agreed.

He looked around the crowd and asked directly:

"This matter is about the face of my Han people. Do you have any candidates for the competition?"

Everyone pondered for a while when they heard the words, and someone came out and said:
"Your Majesty, I recommend Shi Guangyuan, the eldest son of Duke Shan's mansion. He is very intelligent. He has followed Duke Shan to practice martial arts since he was a child. He is proficient in bowing and horses. He is also good at reading. "

Everyone who said this nodded their heads, this Shi Guangyuan is the head of the four princes in the capital, and has an outstanding reputation.

The so-called four sons of the capital are the four talented people who are comprehensively selected by good people based on the reputation and ability of the noble sons in the capital.

But Jia Jue is not on the list, because he has risen too fast and the list has not had time to update.

Zhao Qi also nodded slightly when he heard the words. He had heard of Shi Guangyuan's name before, so he was indeed a suitable candidate.

"Okay, apart from Jia Jue and Shi Guangyuan, there is one more person missing," he said.

Everyone thought for a while, and suddenly someone said:

"Your Majesty, I recommend His Royal Highness the Second Prince. His Highness is both literary and martial, with both talents and sentiments. I think that I will definitely win."

After the words fell, there was a sudden silence in the field, and everyone looked at the speaker.

Among civil and military officials, there has always been a taboo word in recent years: prince.

Zhao Qi did not establish a crown prince, several princes fought openly and secretly for the position of crown prince, and Zhao Qi was extremely suspicious, he was very taboo of princes and courtiers forming a party for personal gain, so most of the officials dared not talk about the prince.

Unexpectedly, someone took the initiative to mention the prince today, and the words were quite admirable.

Zhao Qi heard that he glanced at that person, but then fell into deep thought. After a long time, he said slowly:
"Ai Qing is right. Tai'er has been outstanding in studying and practicing martial arts since he was a child. This matter is related to the face of the Han people. As a royal, how can he stay out of it!"

The courtiers all breathed a sigh of relief. Although the second prince Zhao Tai's identity is sensitive, he is indeed a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. He has not only studied since he was a child, but also has actually been on the battlefield. He has killed nearly a hundred enemies and is highly skilled in martial arts.

In this way, even if Jia Jue loses, they can rely on Shi Guangyuan and Zhao Tai to keep the victory.

Yes, Jia Jue will lose.

This is the consensus of most people.

The reason is very simple, because what Mingji said is the way of civil and military.

This requires that the candidates for the battle must be both civil and military.

After all, Jia Jue is a weak scholar. If he only competes in literature, he is sure to win, but if he is asked to compete in martial arts, it may be difficult for the strong.

And this is also the mind of the person who recommended Zhao Tai, he didn't want the Han people to lose, so even if he committed a taboo, he still recommended Zhao Tai.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Zhao Qi slapped the dragon chair:
"Three days later, at the Jingying school grounds, our Han talents will compete with the Fusang people!"

……

It was almost noon.

Jia Jue breathed a sigh of relief when he came out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After the court meeting, Zhao Qi did not let him go immediately, but asked him many details of the case.

This made him have to be careful.

Because he concealed a lot about Wei Han.

In fact, Wei Han had nothing to do with Fusang, and his confession was a lie forced into him by him.

He would do this, firstly because he wanted to throw the blame on the Fusang people, and secondly because he didn't want to get involved in the royal shit.

It's the deposed prince and the old prince's, it's messy and annoying.

Fortunately, Zhao Qi did not become suspicious.

At this moment, a crisp voice suddenly came from his ear:

"Take the sword!"

Out of the corner of Jia Jue's eyes, he saw something flying towards him, and he subconsciously reached out to take it, only to find that it was Ningshuang.

He raised his head in surprise, and looked at the slim figure in front of him:

"What does the princess mean by this?"

It was Zhao Jing who gave Ningshuang to him.

Zhao Jing glanced at him, then slightly looked away: "I am not worthy of it."

"Why not?" Jia Jue was puzzled.

"It is as bright as the moon, and I..." Zhao Jing lowered her head.

The act of assassinating Tang Zexiong made her feel ashamed when facing Jia Jue.

Jia Jue stared at her with wide eyes.

"What are you doing looking at me like that?" Zhao Jing was a little embarrassed by his look.

Jia Jue looked at her and suddenly burst out laughing.

"You! Don't laugh!" Zhao Jing was ashamed by his smile.

Jia Jue restrained her laughter, leaned closer to her and lowered her voice: "If the princess feels guilty about Tang Zexiong's death, then there is no need. This person is not a good person. He does everything from rape to robbery, and he is full of evil. If you Tell me earlier that if you want to get rid of him, I will definitely support it with both hands, and I would like to praise you as a hero among women."

Zhao Jing looked at him with surprise on her face: "Really?"

She thought Jia Jue would dislike her, but she didn't expect him to agree with her.

"With your ice and snow intelligence, how could I fool you?" Jia Jue smiled at her.

Zhao Jing laughed when she heard that, and said in a low voice, "You were the one who pretended to be me that day, right?"

"Yes, that day I found Ningshuang's sword wound on Tang Zexiong's body, and I knew it was you, so I used the mask I collected to pretend to be you, and cleared your suspicion." Jia Jue nodded. He had already explained it to Zhao Qi just now.

"Thank you very much." Zhao Jing looked at Jia Jue deeply, and said softly.

Jia Jue risked her life for her, which moved her very much.

"Do you still need to be so polite between us?" Jia Jue laughed.

Zhao Jing's face turned red.

Jia Jue handed Ningshuang to her again, and said to her seriously:
"Princess, I gave you this sword because I want it to protect you, not to bind you. As long as someone wants to harm you, you can kill it, no matter who it is."

Looking at Jia Jue's handsome face close at hand, and listening to his firm and touching words, Zhao Jing's beautiful eyes flashed a trace of confusion, she murmured:

"Please win one more time for me, okay?"