Chapter 47

"Eh? So fast?"

"Bring it up quickly!"

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then let the eunuch collect Ying Ying Zi Ye's Xuan paper.

As soon as he got it, Ying Zheng laughed out loud.

The laughter of Ying Zheng echoed throughout the court.

"Bravo!"

"As expected of my child!"

"This calligraphy is neat and elegant, with an inexplicable charm, who can compare!"

"No need to compare, this first place belongs to Ye'er!"

"Bravo! Bravo! Bravo!"

Ying Zheng said "bravo" three times.

In Great Qin, "bravo" means good.

In the court, everyone was petrified.

The scene was silent!

Chunyu Yue:???

Feng Quji:???

The ministers:???

The princes:???

Has Your Majesty lost his mind?

Isn't this favoritism too obvious?

How impatient can he be?

Anyone could see that Your Majesty was intentionally favoring him.

As for the reason, isn't it obvious?

He didn't want them to get the technology to manufacture Xuan paper.

They couldn't see the characters on Ying Ying Zi Ye's Xuan paper.

So it was up to Your Majesty to say whatever he wanted.

And if Your Majesty didn't speak, who would dare to go up and check?

Ying Zheng restrained his smile and scanned the crowd.

He also saw that this group of people suspected him of favoritism.

Fortunately, Ying Zi Ye's calligraphy level was comparable to a master's.

Otherwise, he really would have just favored him like that.

"You don't believe my words?"

Everyone stopped talking.

Their expressions already told Your Majesty that they didn't believe him.

But they didn't dare to be the first to question Your Majesty!

Ying Zheng looked at everyone's expressions and gave a playful smile.

"Someone, take this Xuan paper down and show it to the ministers."

The eunuch serving on the side carefully took the Xuan paper and brought it toward the ministers.

"Please take a look, my lords!"

The ministers immediately scrambled to surround it.

They didn't believe Your Majesty's words; they wanted to see the truth for themselves!

The Xuan paper was passed around among the ministers, one by one.

The ministers who had seen the Xuan paper stopped talking.

After a circle, the great hall quieted down.

Then the Xuan paper returned to Ying Zheng's hand.

"Is this really the Ninth Prince's calligraphy? It's too incredible!"

"This calligraphy vaguely reveals an invisible dominance, making one afraid to look directly at it."

"The calligraphy is neat, elegant as an immortal, not a single flaw can be found!"

"This calligraphy should only exist in heaven; it's rarely seen in the human world!"

"Who said the Ninth Prince couldn't even write his own name?"

"Isn't this cheating people?"

"If he couldn't write his own name, how could these characters be so beautiful?"

"Eh, just now I was busy looking at that perfect calligraphy, what was written on it? This old man forgot!"

"I... I don't remember either!"

"It seems it says... a small matter, not worth mentioning!"

"What a big tone! This problem has plagued us for years, and it's a small matter?"

"Heavens, could it be that the Ninth Prince has been hiding his talent, playing the pig to eat the tiger?"

"Fortunately, we didn't bet; Chancellor Feng and Great Scholar Chun are going to be miserable!"

"Six million coins, that's really not a small amount!"

The ministers whispered, thinking about it was terrifying!

Everyone in the world knows the Ninth Prince is an ignorant playboy.

But now, he can write such beautiful characters.

Is this still the Ninth Prince who couldn't even write his own name?

These characters are much better than the other princes'.

This directly caused the princes to have no heart to write.

A group of princes looked at each other.

It's about to end before it even started?

What are the ministers saying?

What "only exists in heaven, rarely seen in the human world"???

What is all this?

They were directly confused.

When the group of princes saw that the ministers were all dejected.

They didn't understand what was going on.

But these ministers disturbed their calligraphy performance, which made them unhappy.

Now seeing the dejected look of these ministers, they felt a little better.

As the saying goes, when one person suffers, seeing others fine makes one feel uncomfortable.

But when everyone suffers together, their minds are balanced.

Didn't you see that those ministers looked as if they had eaten a dead child?

Fu Su frowned: "Father Emperor, we haven't even started, and you've already judged the Ninth Brother as the winner, isn't that a bit..."

Seeing Fu Su speak, the other princes also complained one after another.

"That's right, Father Emperor, we haven't even started."

"How can you determine that the Ninth Brother has won?"

"Our calligraphy is not worse than the Ninth Brother's!"

"Father Emperor, it's unfair!"

Ying Zheng didn't talk nonsense and directly had the Xuan paper handed to the princes.

Facts speak louder than words; let them see for themselves.

When the princes saw the characters written on the Xuan paper, they stopped talking.

Ying Ziyan: "When did the Ninth Brother have such a calligraphy level?"

Fu Su: "I am not as good as him!"

They were all people who could afford to lose.