The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Qin Zhili abandoned his son to admit defeat, the nerd seemed a little frustrated, he clenched his right hand again and then opened it again, wanting to slap his face, but worried that he would lose his posture if it swelled up.

Zhao Hao pushed a bottle of elixir: "Qingxin Pill, let's continue!"

Qin Zhili didn't answer, and put his face in his hands: "There's no need to continue, brother Zhao can kill me to death in just a stick of incense, and I still..."

"makes sense."

Zhao Hao smiled: "Then you don't need to daydream about marrying Jiang Yueqing every day."

After all, he stretched out his hand directly, ready to take Qingxin Dan back.

However, Qin Zhili's hands were faster, and he directly poured out one and threw it into his mouth.

"Ah nianiania...Brother Zhao, let's continue!"

"..."

……

The opening ceremony of the Cultural Association of the Six Nations was held in the Imperial Garden.

It is mainly managed by the host country, showing its strong cultural heritage.

The Qi country's literary world has always been strong, so there are quite a lot of things on display. The four treasures of the study, calligraphy and paintings of famous people, look very bluffing.

It's a pity that Zhao Hao is an ordinary person, and his appreciation ability has always been limited. In addition, he didn't sleep all night, so he just lay in place and fell asleep the whole time.

After waking up, it was dusk, so he rubbed his eyes and got up from the back of the chair.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Ning Wanli looking at him resentfully.

She was a little speechless, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Zhao, we invited Huang Guo to this literary meeting, and I have lost a lot of words in the court. You are so careless, if Huang Guo's performance this time is too bad, next time If the host country does not invite, then all previous efforts will be for naught.”

This is true.

This time, Qi State risked the displeasure of the world, and indeed invited Huang State.

But the right to invite will always be with the host country. Except for the nail-biting households of the five countries in the Central Plains, others will not be invited if they don't want to be invited.

If the future host country does not invite, it is completely useless for the barren country to come this time, and even the Qi country will become a joke.

Ning Wanli saw that Zhao Hao was sleeping soundly, and felt really special in her heart.

Zhao Hao didn't feel ashamed at all, pointing at Nan Ziling who was still awake beside him: "He sleeps better than me, why don't you talk about him!"

Although the Nan family is not big and their reputation is not obvious, their status in the Jin country is definitely the first level.

In the past few cultural conferences, Nanziling's chess skills are unrivaled in the world, and his painting skills are also unrivaled. He has always been in charge of miscellaneous tasks. This time he was caught by the royal family of the Jin Dynasty, so he directly arrested the former envoy. replaced.

It's just that this young man seems to have been seriously injured, and I don't know if he was beaten by Huang He.

Lying down all day is probably healing.

Ning Wanli: "..."

To be honest, she was a little confused.

In the opening ceremony of the literary society, Ning Wugou was naturally in the first seat.

Behind her is the princess, and the envoys of the other five countries.

As a result, two sleepers appeared at the same time. As the host country, she really felt ashamed.

Mi Lan smiled slightly: "Brother Zhao probably thinks that articles and miscellaneous items are like poems, so he must have already made up his mind."

This little Bi Zaizhi has resentment in his heart.

Zhao Hao glanced at him.

With just one look, Mi Lan recalled the fear of being dominated by the old kiln sister in Huangguo that night, and immediately shivered and stopped talking.

The envoys of the State of Wei hesitated for a while, because if they really wanted to talk about the strength of the forum, they might not have a barren country that they could fight now.

Because there is at least one Zhao Hao in Huangguo who has the possibility to win the poetry leader, but Weiguo can't support any of them.

On the contrary, the envoy of Yan Kingdom smiled and cupped his hands at Zhao Hao, then he looked away and stopped talking.

"Ok?"

Zhao Hao couldn't help but take another look at this person.

Before he came, he had almost all the portraits of famous literati in the five countries, but he didn't have the slightest information about this person.

Moreover, all the young people sent by other countries are around 20 years old as envoys to show their vigor, but this man looks to be 30 years old.

The corresponding Xingzi is also a bit strange, there is no black air, but the whole body is full of indifferent light.

This point is somewhat similar to Xingzi's sudden change when Hongling just transformed into a dragon.

That is, the light is very bright.

No hostility, but utter disregard.

He moved closer to Ning Wanli: "Wanli, what is the identity of this dear friend?"

Ning Wanli lowered her voice and said, "Yan Guo Calligraphy No. 1, Qin Mo."

Qin Mo...

Zhao Hao smacked his lips, as if he knew the identity of this person, no wonder he didn't see the portrait of this person.

It was 12 years ago that Qin Mo participated in the literary conference last time.

Wait, the genius who died suddenly in Yan State 81 years ago seems to have the surname of Qin too.

And 12 years ago...

Damn, things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

Ning Wanli asked in a deep voice: "Young Master Zhao, are you confident that you will win the poetry leader this time?"

Zhao Hao lazily said: "Of course I have confidence!"

"It's good to have faith!"

Ning Wanli nodded: "As long as the performance is not too ugly, no matter which country is the host of the next literary meeting, I can help Huangguo win a place in the literary meeting."

Zhao Hao curled his lips, feeling that this bitch looked down upon her a bit.