If he really lost, a million dollars was just a small matter.
Most importantly, Ying Ziyun had personally said that he would withdraw from the fight for the throne.
Ying Ziyun's courage, wisdom, and style of doing things were all in line with Ying Zheng's wishes.
Ying Zheng was really unwilling to see him stop competing for the position of Crown Prince because of a bet in calligraphy.
Besides, you can bet on anything. You can't even write your own name. Don't you know that?
Seeing Ying Zheng stop him, Ying Ziyun was no longer willing to do so!
"Imperial Father, as the saying goes, a small bet is good.”
"If I lose, it won't be a big deal, but if I win, I'll be able to give Great Qin's treasury one million dollars. This is a good deal!”
Moreover, at the same time, the officials in the court actually spoke up in agreement.
"Your Majesty, the Ninth Young Master is right.”
"That's right, Your Majesty. The young man has a fierce temper. He's going all out. We can't let one side give up on their own accord.”
"Your Majesty, although this is the court, this is not the way of a gambler in the market. This is a bet between the young masters.”
"Moreover, the Ninth Young Lord's motive for this bet is to give Great Qin's treasury one million taels of gold, which is a good thing!”
……
These ministers seemed to be following Ying Ziyun's wishes and pleading Ying Zheng for him.
In fact, they were doing this to support Huhai and Fusu!
This was because they also believed that Ying Ziyun would definitely lose in a calligraphy competition. There was no chance of him winning, not even a miracle.
In addition, Ying Ziyun's brain was fried. He actually took the initiative to propose a bet. Then, he would settle this matter for him!
Although the officials were still afraid of being caught by Ying Ziyun and punished, they were still afraid of being punished.
But now, it was obvious that he was following Ying Ziyun's wishes. He didn't leave any evidence behind, so he wouldn't be caught by Ying Ziyun.
They were doing this now because they had long since stood on the right side in the future struggle for the throne.
He had to help the prince he supported fight for the throne!
Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the dragon throne, suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a bad mood.
"Alright, since you've taken the initiative to request, I'll allow it!”
To Ying Zheng, all aspects of Ying Ziyun were in line with his wishes.
The only drawback was that he was illiterate, which was a real headache.
If he inherited the throne in the future and the ministers in the court submitted a memorial, he wouldn't even be able to read it. How would he reply or read it?
Therefore, although Ying Zheng thought highly of Ying Ziyun, he had not made up his mind to make him the Crown Prince yet.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Seeing that Ying Zheng had already agreed to it, the ministers were secretly delighted.
Now that things had come to this, this bet definitely could not be voided. If it was reneged, what awaited Ying Ziyun was only to admit defeat and completely withdraw from the competition for the throne!
"Alright, let the assessment begin!"
Ying Zheng swept his gaze across the ministers in the court with slight anger.
These officials were all shrewd people. They had been in the officialdom for many years and were all old ghosts who were thousands of years old.
Now, they were actually working together to deal with an eighteen-year-old Ying Ziyun!
If nothing unexpected happened, Ying Ziyun would be defeated by these old things today!
"Understood!"
Following Ying Zheng's order, the examination officially began. The group of princes dipped their hands in ink and began to write on the bamboo slips.
What puzzled everyone was that Ying Ziyun didn't even pick up his pen to answer.
Not only that, he didn't even open the bamboo slips and directly pushed them to the side.
Then, he took out an extremely thin object from somewhere.
That thing was white, as thin as a cicada's wing, and square.
Then, under everyone's confusion, a shocking scene happened.
Ying Ziyun held the brush and began to write and draw on the white object.
"This thing is probably hemp silk.”
"No, I can't! This doesn't look like it!"
Ying Zheng knew him as well, so he muttered in his heart.
Moreover, Ying Zheng was very curious about the white, squarish object that Ying Ziyun had taken out.
The audience was even more puzzled. That white, thin thing could actually write!
Refreshing his knowledge!
Now, the appearance of that white thing made everyone forget that Ying Ziyun couldn't write!
Everyone's eyes were focused on the white paper.
Ying Ziyun took out the paper from his Backpack.
After completing the first mission, he received a thousand pieces of Xuan paper.
He wasn't used to Ying Ziyun writing on the bamboo slips, so he spread out the Xuan paper.
He began to answer the questions.
"Shua shua shua!"
After pondering for a moment, Ying Ziyun raised his brush and started to write.
Soon, he raised his head and said,"Father, your son has finished answering."”
"What?!"
"That's it?"
"Alright, come, bring it up!"
Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment. This was different from what he had imagined!
The other princes had only written a few words and were still pondering over it carefully.
Ying Ziyun handed in his paper directly!
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