"Is that true?"
Hearing this, Chunyu Yue and Zhao Gao were delighted.
One of them was a supporter of Fu Su, and the other was a supporter of Huhai. If this kid gave up the fight for the Crown Prince's position, they would have one less strong competitor!
At that time, the prince they supported would have a better chance of winning the position of Crown Prince!
"With my father's orders and all the civil and military officials as witnesses, how would this Young Master dare to break his promise?”
Ying Ziye said with a smile on his face.
"Good!"
"If Your Highness's calligraphy can suppress the princes, not to mention a hundred thousand, even a million is not a problem!”
Chun Yuyue was afraid that he would go back on his word, so he quickly agreed.
He had always thought highly of himself, so he couldn't care less about his reputation. He was prepared to gamble in the imperial court.
Everyone in Xianyang City knew that this Ninth Young Master was an idiot. He couldn't even read a few words, and he couldn't even write his own name, let alone calligraphy.
The reason he was so confident was because the last few teachers he had sent to teach this prince were his fellow disciples from the scholarly faction!
During the few times they drank, his fellow disciples all shook their heads at the mention of this Ninth Young Master!
They had taught him for three years, but this kid couldn't even write his name.
He could only write the word "Zi", but he could not learn the word "Ying" or "Night".
If he didn't even know how to write, how could he talk about calligraphy?
Therefore, he agreed to the bet without hesitation.
"Alright then!"
"A million then!"
"Since you want to raise the stakes, then this young master will do as you wish!”
Ying Ziye climbed up the ladder and directly increased the bet by ten times.
After receiving the reward from the maxed out calligraphy system, he wanted to show off and earn some money at the same time.
He did not expect this old man to be so generous!
Then why should he be polite!
"Uh, I…?"
Seeing that he had raised the bet to a million gold taels, Chunyu Yue panicked. He opened his mouth, wanting to say that he was just saying that casually.
However, when he thought about how he would definitely win, he immediately swallowed his words.
In addition, going back on his word would also damage his reputation, so he might as well just let it go!
Anyway, this kid couldn't win. No matter how much he bet, it was just an illusion.
Moreover, if he lost, although he didn't have money, the scholarly disciples all had money.
Among the scholarly disciples, there weren't any Humble Class disciples. Almost all of them were aristocrats!
He could just ask them for money!
The cost of studying was too high. How could the poor afford it?
"Lord Zhao, what about you?"
"Do you want to gamble with this old man?”
Chun Yuyue looked at Zhao Gao, whose eyes were rolling around, and asked indifferently.
This guy was still looking happy just now, but now he was asking him to make a bet while he hid behind him.
How could there be such a good thing?
If you want glory, you will be glory, if you want to lose, you will lose!
He had to drag this fellow down with him!
"Well…"
When Zhao Gao saw Ying Ziye's confident face, he felt that something was wrong. Therefore, he hesitated just now.
"This old man made a bet with the Ninth Young Master on behalf of Young Master Fusu!”
"If you stay out of this, then even if the Ninth Young Master loses, he will not compete with Young Master Fusu for the position of Crown Prince.”
"As for whether or not he will compete with Young Master Huhai for the position of Crown Prince, that's hard to say!”
Chun Yuyue whispered into his ear and deliberately lowered his voice.
"Good!"
"I'll advance and retreat with you and take this gamble!”
Zhao Gao thought about it, but he couldn't think of any trump card that Ying Ziye had, so he agreed.
Only a fool would not do such a profitable business!
"How can you make a bet in the Imperial Court?”
However, just as the three of them finished discussing the bet, the First Emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne, was unhappy.
He shouted, intending to stop her.
In fact, he didn't think that it was inappropriate to bet in the imperial court. He was just worried that Ying Ziye would suffer a loss!
Now, he had regarded Ying Ziye as one of the candidates for Crown Prince.
If he lost, he would have to stay away from the royal court and not fight with the other princes for the position of Crown Prince. Then wouldn't his loss be great?
No!
There was no 'what if', he would definitely lose!
If he couldn't even write his own name, his calligraphy probably wouldn't be any better!
"Imperial Father, it's a small bet. It's harmless!”
"Moreover, if your son loses, there is not much loss!”
"But if we win, we can earn a million taels of gold for the treasury!”
Seeing that his cheapskate father objected, Ying Ziye quickly explained.
"Yes, Your Majesty, the Ninth Prince is right. A small bet is harmless!”
"This bet is very beneficial to the Ninth Young Master. If you lose, you won't lose yourself. If you win, you'll lose a million gold.”
"The Ninth Young Master is smart and wise. How can he be at a disadvantage?”
"The Ninth Young Master is doing this to share His Majesty's worries. His filial piety is commendable!”
……
As soon as Ying Ziye's voice fell, all the civil and military officials began to flatter him.
However, although they seemed to be praising and supporting Ying Ziye, they were actually supporting Fu Su and Huhai.
They knew that if they were to compete in calligraphy, the two people they supported, Fu Su and Huhai, would be able to beat this kid by a few hundred streets.
Therefore, when they saw that Ying Ziye wanted to bet, they quickly went along with the flow.
If Ying Ziye didn't want to bet, they wouldn't dare to jump out and oppose him!
There was no other reason. Whoever this kid impeached would be unlucky. If they were targeted by him, the consequences would be unimaginable!
They stood on their own sides for the sake of their own future!
If it was for the sake of the prince he supported, there was no need to provoke this kid!
"Alright then!"
"Since one of you is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, then I will fulfill your wish!”
Seeing that Ying Ziye and the other officials wanted to bet, Ying Zheng simply didn't care.
In fact, although this kid had saved his life, his views on the scholarly faction coincided with his.
However, being illiterate and unable to write was a headache.
As the Crown Prince, the future Emperor of Great Qin, if he couldn't even read or write, how could he read the memorials written by the officials? How to govern the country?
Therefore, he wasn't very satisfied with Ying Ziye, the Crown Prince candidate.
At the very least, he had no intention of making this kid the Crown Prince!
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Seeing that the First Emperor Ying Zheng had let go, the ministers were secretly delighted and thanked him in unison.
With the Emperor present as a witness and all the civil and military officials in the court, it was almost impossible for this kid to go back on his word after losing the bet!
"Alright!"
"Start answering the questions!"
Ying Zheng glared at them and waved his hand at the princes.
These were all old foxes. If he guessed correctly, his ninth son would probably suffer a huge loss today!
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