The emperor was a little stunned.

Then a smile appeared on his face.

I thought this little boy really knows how to say it.

I was angry at first, but now I am fine. I have to smile when I am scolded and I am quite happy.

Yao Xiaoren's mouth twitched. Is the emperor being scolded for being stupid and still smiling?

"Boy, it's useless to please me. Now I give you two choices, either you let Li Haoxue come back to compete, or you can go to it yourself..."

"Your Majesty think twice!"

"The prince competed with the Great Chu delegation to the painting. Didn't he lose this game on purpose?"

"Your Majesty, if the prince is unwilling to go, the old minister will invite Liu Haoxue to come back."

"Yes, your majesty, let's go and invite him. Even if you kowtow to him and kneel down, I will definitely invite him back."

When all the officials heard that the emperor actually asked Chen Changfeng to go to the scene, they immediately thought that the emperor must have some problems.

Let Chen Changfeng compete with others for painting, it is not as reliable as finding a graffiti child on the street.

"Your Majesty, if Your Majesty doesn't dislike you, Liu Miaomiao is willing to compete with the Great Chu Mission." Although Liu Miaomiao couldn't figure out the reason for the emperor's words, she didn't want outsiders to look down on the Ming Empire.

"No need, just rest aside. Boy, if you don't go and bring Liu Haoxue back, then you can go there yourself."

"I only have one sentence. If I lose, I will hang you on the gate of this Tai Chi Hall." The emperor waved his hand, rejected Liu Miaomiao, and then looked at Chen Changfeng.

Liu Miaomiao was a little surprised.

She felt that the emperor really intended to let Chen Changfeng compete with the Great Chu Mission.

But Liu Miaomiao couldn't understand at all. What is the significance of the emperor doing this?

Did you deliberately lose this painting competition?

"It seems that the Ming court has discussed it, but unexpectedly, the Ming prince came on stage again. It seems that there is really no one in the Ming court except the Ming prince."

"I just don't know, the Prince of Ming has some ability." Seeing that the Emperor of Ming Dynasty had finalized the candidate to participate in the painting competition, Xiang Qingqing looked contemptuous at this moment.

The Ming Empire asked the prince Chen Changfeng to compete with the painting, so it would be better to admit defeat and be free.

"It's not that there is no one in the Ming Dynasty, but the prince alone is enough to deal with you, the so-called Great Chu mission."

"As for the ability of this prince, I will not close the door tonight. This prince will let you see the ability of this prince!" Chen Changfeng said with a smile, his eyes falling on Xiang Qingqing's greatness.

"Rogue." Liu Miaomiao whispered contempt.

Xiang Qingqing looked angry, and she found that she could not help but speak to mock Chen Changfeng.

But this bastard can always easily fight back.

One day, I must tear his mouth, Xiang Qingqing secretly swore in her heart.

"Old Yan, I'll ask you for the Danqing competition." Xiang Qingqing turned around and shouted with someone from the Great Chu mission.

An old man slowly walked out of the Great Chu mission, and then bowed to Xiang Qingqing and said, "I must do my best to do my best."

"Yan Liben?"

"Yan Liben, the first painting master of the Great Chu, how could he agree to come to the Ming Dynasty for the competition?"

"Why is Yan Liben?"

"Yan Liben is the first painting master in the Great Chu and the world's number one painting master. Liu Haoxue wanted to join Yan Liben's command at the beginning, so why did he come?"

"Then will our Ming Dynasty lose?"

The moment I saw the old man, the officials of the entire Ming Dynasty were no longer calm.

Who is Yan Liben?

That is the world's number one painting master.

He is an absolutely top figure in the painting world.

Emperors of all countries wanted to invite him to paint a portrait of himself for the purpose of admiration for future generations and descendants.

But Yan Liben never painted for others easily.

Not to mention coming to the Ming Dynasty thousands of miles away.

But he is here.

This means that no matter who the Ming Empire sent to participate in the competition today, they will lose without dignity.

When Liu Miaomiao saw that the person in the first competition was Yan Liben. The thought of going on the competition disappeared instantly.

In the world, there is no other person except Yan Liben who can defeat himself.

Even if you go to school by yourself, Liu Haoshao, or Chen Changfeng, you can't change the final result.

"It seems that you also know that Mr. Yan's name, Emperor Ming, should he admit defeat directly or insist on the competition?" Xiang Qingqing showed a proud look on his face.

They lost the martial arts battle, but this article will definitely not be the case.

The Ming Empire's literary style is far inferior to that of the Chu Empire, and they will definitely not be able to find an existence that can match Yan Liben.

In other words, there is no such person in this world.

Chen Changfeng is still dreaming of continuing to win over her Great Chu mission?

The emperor's face was no longer as calm as before.

The emperor had seen Chen Changfeng's paintings before, and he was much better than Liu Haoxue, so the emperor was still very confident about Chen Changfeng just now.

But what appeared in front of him now was Yan Liben.

The world's number one painting master!

No one can beat him!

"Crown Prince, what do you think?" The emperor looked ugly, but he still asked Chen Changfeng's opinion.

This kind of competition that basically has no meaning in competition is not necessary to start at all.

"I don't want to be hung by my father in Tai Chi Hall. I am a shameless person." Chen Changfeng bowed to the emperor and said.

"Then...huh?" The emperor didn't even react for a while.

Chen Changfeng is going to continue to compete with Yan Liben?

All the officials also stared at Chen Changfeng in a daze.

Liu Miaomiao's cherry lips were slightly opened under her handkerchief, and she felt that she might have heard it wrong.

Chen Changfeng meant that he was going to compete with Yan Liben?

Crazy?

Who gave him confidence?

"You all listen to this prince. I want to compete with him."

"I will win later, you all have to applaud me." Chen Changfeng walked out and suddenly said to everyone loudly.

Crazy, really crazy!

Liu Miaomiao determined that Chen Changfeng was a madman.

Otherwise, how could you say such crazy words at this time?

No one in the court made a sound, and Xiang Qingqing just sneered and nodded with Yan Liben.

Yan Liben walked to the center of Tai Chi Hall, and someone came behind him with all the tools Yan Liben needed.

"His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, since he has come here, I will show my ugly appearance and paint a picture for His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty." Yan Liben spoke.

Without waiting for the emperor to speak, Yan Liben had already started painting.

"It's not a pity that Mr. Yan has already embellished the Ming Emperor's eyes in just a few strokes."

"That's not, what a person is Mr. Yan? Emperors of all countries hope that Mr. Yan can paint for them. Mr. Yan ignored him. Emperor Ming was lucky today."

"Yes, although I lost the first competition, I won a handwriting from Mr. Yan, so Daming is not a loss."

"Good, Mr. Yan's painting skills seem to be better than before. Look at this stroke..."

The Great Chu mission was filled with exclamations.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty gave up at this moment.

No one will be Yan Liben's opponent in the painting journey.

The more awesome the more they were, the more they were like a stone hammer hammering on the hearts of the Ming officials, making them breathless.

After a hard time, Yan Liben slowly stood up and his face calmed down: "His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, the portrait has been completed. Now please ask His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Ming Dynasty to start."

Portrait of the emperor is spread on the table.

The ink traces have not yet dried out, but the emperor's appearance appears on the portrait in an extremely vivid way.

At first glance, it was clearly the same as the emperor carved it out of the same mold.

"Lost."

"I'm sure you lose!"

An Ming official looked depressed and murmured to himself, and suddenly sat on the ground with weak body.

Chapter completed!