If Hao failed the Northern Expedition, then he would not have any loss. He regarded it as the heart of his daughter, plus an imaginary dream. Fortunately, Chen Hao pacified the three towns of Heshuo in an instant, which shocked Nishelang very much. He thought that Chen Hao would not forget his kindness of help this time and would definitely ask the court for an order to reward him, but unexpectedly, he waited for a few months but still no news. This disappointed Nishelang and secretly called Chen Hao an ungrateful wolf.

In fact, he wronged Chen Hao in this regard. In the military newspapers entering the capital, Chen Hao told the Xi people very much about the contribution of helping each other. However, for some reason, Chen Hao had never issued a decree to reward him.

"I will not make things difficult for you. This literary battle is no better than the Four Books and Five Classics. Regardless of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although the Central Plains culture is profound, it is easy to have ungrateful people!"

As soon as the words of Nishelang were finished, everyone could not help but whisper and introduce the comments. I thought that this is not as good as the Four Books and Five Classics, but the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are good things, but this is not as good as these words, so what is the comparison? Nishelang's words made everyone present confused the more they listened.

But this sentence was extremely embarrassing to Mulushiya's ears. How could she not hear the profound meaning of Niushelang's words? Who is the leader of the Central Plains literati who is proficient in these? Of course it is Chen Hao. This is an obvious implicit sarcasm for Chen Hao's ungratefulness.

In order to let the beautiful princess look at them, the leaders of the election all took the most casual attitude of themselves. Unfortunately, the thoughts of these people were futile. Mulushiya's bright eyes never left the entrance of the venue because she was waiting for someone to wait for someone who had promised her.

After the discussion at the venue gradually stopped, Nishe stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "I am just asking you to read a volume of scriptures today! If you can read the essence of it, you will be able to win!"

While speaking, Master Jueyuan, the abbot of Wuming Temple, led several little novice monks in. Today, Master Jueyuan is solemn, with kind eyebrows, wearing a cassock, holding a tin staff, and one-handed bodhisattached beads. He came close to King Xi's wife and saluted, "I've seen the king!", and he looked like a living Buddha's aura with a fairy-like appearance.

How dare I accept the sacrificial revenge? Although he is the leader of the five tribes of the Xi tribe, there are half of the entire Buddhist believers. Therefore, he did not dare to turn arrogantly and hurriedly, put his hands together and said respectfully: "Master, please!"

After Jueyuan returned the ceremony, a small novice monk held a sandalwood plate with his hand and came to Jueyuan near. Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a scripture on the wooden plate. They saw that this scripture was ancient and had many broken ones. It seemed that it was quite the past. Everyone thought that this was the scripture that was written in the king's mouth? But how could this scripture be unclear about the content? All the people who should choose here are people who understand literature and ink. How could they not recognize the few pages of scripture for the Xi tribe, which is popular in Buddhism?

Jueyuan saw everyone's faces of confusion, so he said with a lonely expression: "When I was young, I went to the Western Regions to obtain scriptures. I was fortunate to obtain ninety volumes of ancient scriptures. The monks in India called it the entire volume of the Avatamsaka Sutra... However, I have been unable to find out what the scripture says for decades!"

hiss!

As soon as Master Jueyuan said this, the venue was in a turmoil. Everyone cursed in their hearts. Didn’t you make a dilemma on purpose? Master Jueyuan is a monk from the five tribes of my Xi tribe. Even he could not understand this sutra. You actually let us people who have no Buddha nature go to investigate. Isn’t this a rush to put it on the shelves? No! Force a good person to become a prostitute! No, it should be because he is looking for trouble!

Yao Nian Chumang, who was beside him, couldn't help but feel bald. He knew nothing about the scriptures, and not only did he not know a few words. Looking at Master Jueyuan, who was solemn in the field, Yao Nian Chumang felt inexplicably unhappy, so he whispered to Yao Nian Nalan beside him: "What should I do? My brother is ignorant, and this scripture may be..."

Yaonian Nalan picked up the wine glass and drank it as usual, and then said softly as if nothing had happened: "Brother, don't worry too much, this may be a good thing for you!"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Yao Nian suddenly shook his expression when he heard this. Since he had just seen Mulushiya for the first time, he had been deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He had already made up his mind that he would marry Mulushiya back to Khitan.

"Didn't the old monk Jueyuan say that just now? He could not understand it even after decades of studying. It can be seen that this scripture is absolutely extraordinary. Perhaps it is too profound and no one can understand it, or the words are too rare and no one can recognize it... In short, it is best if no one recognizes it!" Yao Nian Nalan looked up at the scripture in the field with interest, his eyes full of curiosity.

Although the sudden enlightenment of the chariot suddenly became clear, it was still unclear. So he frowned and said anxiously: "Will no one knows the scriptures all lost? That's not? I'll marry Princess Shiya!"

"Hey! I said, brother, you can't think about it more? This time, King Xi is so solemn and openly selected a son-in-law. Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if no one is selected? Therefore, if he doesn't know the scriptures, he can only advance all of them to decide the outcome in a military battle!" Yao Nian Nalan responded speechlessly.

Yao Nian Tumang was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. If all advance to the battle to decide the outcome, then he Yao Nian Tumang had not yet met the opponent in the Khitan. So he happily drank the horse milk wine and said to the depressed Yao Nian Nalan: "Ah, my father Khan often said that Yao Nian's heads are all on your neck. This is not an exaggeration!"

Yaonian Nalan sniffled and glanced at her brother in anger: "How many heads do you have to do? Do you really think I'm a monster?"

...

At this time, Master Jueyuan pointed to the scriptures in the plate, and then spoke: "In order to seek justice, fairness and openness, I have selected half of the scriptures that have been deciphered as the test question. This volume is one out of ninety volumes. If any donor can see through half of the volume, he will win!"

After saying that, King Xi Nishelang led the chief to sit down. Then the leaders of the departments who should be selected came forward to observe one by one according to order, and each person was limited to half an hour. If he had no idea after half an hour, he would automatically retreat.

The first thing I came forward to observe was Li Mingtu. Li Mingtu's literary talent among the entire Xi clan was like Chen Hao's existence in the Tang Dynasty. Because of this, everyone regards him as one of the most difficult opponents to deal with.

When Li Mingtu came to the stage with full of faith, he was mixed with joy and sorrow for observing the scriptures this time. What he was happy was that among the people who were chosen here, the literary talent was the only one. If he could not decipher the scriptures, no one would be able to break them. What he was worried about was that since the monk Jueyuan had been able to achieve the utmost success for decades, he had only understood half of the scriptures in one volume. So, can he?

If Hao failed the Northern Expedition, then he would not have any loss. He regarded it as the heart of his daughter, plus an imaginary dream. Fortunately, Chen Hao pacified the three towns of Heshuo in an instant, which shocked Nishelang very much. He thought that Chen Hao would not forget his kindness of help this time and would definitely ask the court for an order to reward him, but unexpectedly, he waited for a few months but still no news. This disappointed Nishelang and secretly called Chen Hao an ungrateful wolf.

In fact, he wronged Chen Hao in this regard. In the military newspapers entering the capital, Chen Hao told the Xi people very much about the contribution of helping each other. However, for some reason, Chen Hao had never issued a decree to reward him.

"I will not make things difficult for you. This literary battle is no better than the Four Books and Five Classics. Regardless of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although the Central Plains culture is profound, it is easy to have ungrateful people!"

As soon as the words of Nishelang were finished, everyone could not help but whisper and introduce the comments. I thought that this is not as good as the Four Books and Five Classics, but the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are good things, but this is not as good as these words, so what is the comparison? Nishelang's words made everyone present confused the more they listened.

But this sentence was extremely embarrassing to Mulushiya's ears. How could she not hear the profound meaning of Niushelang's words? Who is the leader of the Central Plains literati who is proficient in these? Of course it is Chen Hao. This is an obvious implicit sarcasm for Chen Hao's ungratefulness.

In order to let the beautiful princess look at them, the leaders of the election all took the most casual attitude of themselves. Unfortunately, the thoughts of these people were futile. Mulushiya's bright eyes never left the entrance of the venue because she was waiting for someone to wait for someone who had promised her.

After the discussion at the venue gradually stopped, Nishe stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "I am just asking you to read a volume of scriptures today! If you can read the essence of it, you will be able to win!"

While speaking, Master Jueyuan, the abbot of Wuming Temple, led several little novice monks in. Today, Master Jueyuan is solemn, with kind eyebrows, wearing a cassock, holding a tin staff, and one-handed bodhisattached beads. He came close to King Xi's wife and saluted, "I've seen the king!", and he looked like a living Buddha's aura with a fairy-like appearance.

How dare I accept the sacrificial revenge? Although he is the leader of the five tribes of the Xi tribe, there are half of the entire Buddhist believers. Therefore, he did not dare to turn arrogantly and hurriedly, put his hands together and said respectfully: "Master, please!"

After Jueyuan returned the ceremony, a small novice monk held a sandalwood plate with his hand and came to Jueyuan near. Only then did everyone see clearly that there was a scripture on the wooden plate. They saw that this scripture was ancient and had many broken ones. It seemed that it was quite the past. Everyone thought that this was the scripture that was written in the king's mouth? But how could this scripture be unclear about the content? All the people who should choose here are people who understand literature and ink. How could they not recognize the few pages of scripture for the Xi tribe, which is popular in Buddhism?

Jueyuan saw everyone's faces of confusion, so he said with a lonely expression: "When I was young, I went to the Western Regions to obtain scriptures. I was fortunate to obtain ninety volumes of ancient scriptures. The monks in India called it the entire volume of the Avatamsaka Sutra... However, I have been unable to find out what the scripture says for decades!"

hiss!

As soon as Master Jueyuan said this, the venue was in a turmoil. Everyone cursed in their hearts. Didn’t you make a dilemma on purpose? Master Jueyuan is a monk from the five tribes of my Xi tribe. Even he could not understand this sutra. You actually let us people who have no Buddha nature go to investigate. Isn’t this a rush to put it on the shelves? No! Force a good person to become a prostitute! No, it should be because he is looking for trouble!

Yao Nian Chumang, who was beside him, couldn't help but feel bald. He knew nothing about the scriptures, and not only did he not know a few words. Looking at Master Jueyuan, who was solemn in the field, Yao Nian Chumang felt inexplicably unhappy, so he whispered to Yao Nian Nalan beside him: "What should I do? My brother is ignorant, and this scripture may be..."

Yaonian Nalan picked up the wine glass and drank it as usual, and then said softly as if nothing had happened: "Brother, don't worry too much, this may be a good thing for you!"

"Oh? How do you say this?" Yao Nian suddenly shook his expression when he heard this. Since he had just seen Mulushiya for the first time, he had been deeply trapped in it and could not extricate himself. He had already made up his mind that he would marry Mulushiya back to Khitan.

"Didn't the old monk Jueyuan say that just now? He could not understand it even after decades of studying. It can be seen that this scripture is absolutely extraordinary. Perhaps it is too profound and no one can understand it, or the words are too rare and no one can recognize it... In short, it is best if no one recognizes it!" Yao Nian Nalan looked up at the scripture in the field with interest, his eyes full of curiosity.

Although the sudden enlightenment of the chariot suddenly became clear, it was still unclear. So he frowned and said anxiously: "Will no one knows the scriptures all lost? That's not? I'll marry Princess Shiya!"

"Hey! I said, brother, you can't think about it more? This time, King Xi is so solemn and openly selected a son-in-law. Wouldn't it be a laughing stock if no one is selected? Therefore, if he doesn't know the scriptures, he can only advance all of them to decide the outcome in a military battle!" Yao Nian Nalan responded speechlessly.

Yao Nian Tumang was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. If all advance to the battle to decide the outcome, then he Yao Nian Tumang had not yet met the opponent in the Khitan. So he happily drank the horse milk wine and said to the depressed Yao Nian Nalan: "Ah, my father Khan often said that Yao Nian's heads are all on your neck. This is not an exaggeration!"

Yaonian Nalan sniffled and glanced at her brother in anger: "How many heads do you have to do? Do you really think I'm a monster?"

...

At this time, Master Jueyuan pointed to the scriptures in the plate, and then spoke: "In order to seek justice, fairness and openness, I have selected half of the scriptures that have been deciphered as the test question. This volume is one out of ninety volumes. If any donor can see through half of the volume, he will win!"

After saying that, King Xi Nishelang led the chief to sit down. Then the leaders of the departments who should be selected came forward to observe one by one according to order, and each person was limited to half an hour. If he had no idea after half an hour, he would automatically retreat.

The first thing I came forward to observe was Li Mingtu. Li Mingtu's literary talent among the entire Xi clan was like Chen Hao's existence in the Tang Dynasty. Because of this, everyone regards him as one of the most difficult opponents to deal with.
Chapter completed!