I, the strongest poisoner, am called the living king of hell by the empress

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Chu Ningyu hurriedly reassured Mr. Zhou. She said angrily, "My servants and family, how can this be used as evidence?"

Gao Yang immediately said, "Isn't Mr. Zhou's witness also from Chu?"

These words made Chu Ningyu's eyes burst into flames.

But he said he couldn't defeat Gao Yang. The poisonous man's mouth was really terrifying.

Chu Ningyu turned to look at Wu Zhao, "Your Majesty, do you really want to let this farce go unchecked?"

Wu Zhao looked down at Chu Ningyu with his indifferent eyes.

Although she didn't know what Gao Yang was going to do, she dared to conclude that this messy approach was not like Gao Yang's style.

He has three hundred Tang poems, but he has not yet launched an attack!

In this case, she should cooperate with Gao Yang to continue singing this drama.

"farce?"

"Why did the eldest princess say this? Mr. Zhou has a good reputation and will not do this. However, Gao Aiqing is also an important official of mine and one of the six ministers of household affairs. How can he slander Mr. Zhou?"

"What's more, how can I not know the character of Mr. Gao, and how can the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty not know it?"

"He has a pure character and a simple nature. When he sees an old man with inconvenience, he will take the initiative to help him. Even a small ant cannot bear to be trampled to death."

"How could he do anything slanderous?"

"I think there must be a hidden secret in this matter!"

While speaking, Wu Zhao also glanced at the officials in Daqian.

Although the corners of Baiguan's mouth twitched and their hearts trembled wildly, they still spoke loudly in unison.

"There is absolutely no way Mr. Gao could have done this!"

"There must be a misunderstanding about this matter!"

Gao Yang had a smile on his face. This was the greatest tacit understanding between the monarch and his ministers.

Wu Zhao would open his eyes and tell lies to protect him, and he would always be behind Wu Zhao and support Wu Zhao!

But as soon as these words came out.

Zhao Yuheng's mouth twitched.

Yan Wushuang's head was full of black lines.

Although he knew little about Gao Yang, his plan to cut off the water of the Canglan River impressed him deeply.

High Yang can help an old lady with mobility difficulties, but can't even bear to step on ants?

It would be a great kindness to not boil the water and pour it into the ant nest to scald it.

Chu Ningyu's back molars hurt from clenching her teeth.

This pair of monarchs and ministers was more shameless than she imagined.

Even though I have made all kinds of preparations for this trip, I am afraid that something is wrong.

Even though this seemed to be random, it had already disrupted the rhythm of their attacks.

Should we force the move, or look for another opportunity?

Chu Ningyu's eyes flickered, and she felt tangled in her heart.

call!

At this time, a stream of turbid air slowly came out from behind her, and then an old voice suddenly sounded.

"I have insulted my reputation for a lifetime. Today, I and Mr. Gao will not only differentiate between superior and inferior, but also decide life and death!"

Chu Ningyu suddenly turned around and saw Zhou Zifu striding forward with a look of risk-taking.

She wanted to reach out, but Zhou Zifu stood proudly in front of everyone!

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire Jinluan Palace became solemn.

Gao Yang also had a serious face, looking directly at Zhou Zifu, who looked proud and proud.

"Although Old Master Zhou is over sixty years old, he takes the initiative to invite a fight. If I back down, wouldn't it make the world laugh at me?"

Gao Yang turned to look at Wu Zhao, raised his hands and said loudly.

"I also asked His Majesty to build a life and death arena, and I will fight with him!"

"But let's make an agreement first, you must sign a life and death certificate, and no one is allowed to blackmail anyone!"

When these words full of righteousness came out, let alone the officials, even Wu Zhao twitched his lips.

Mr. Zhou is already in his sixties or seventies. Can he withstand Gao Yang's punch?

Mr. Zhou's eyes widened. He said it was a matter of life and death. Is this what he meant?

"Master Gao, what you said, can I resist your punch?"

"What's more, you have a lot of hidden weapons on your body, how can I carry them?"

"And it's clear that you plagiarized my Yun Xiang Clothes, Hua Xiang Rong, Spring Breeze Buddha Thrust Revlon!"

"You actually slapped me down and slandered me!"

"Is there any justice in this world?"

"But the real thing can't be fake, and the fake can't be real. Master Gao, look at what this is?"

Zhou Zifu took out a piece of rice paper from his wide sleeve and opened it fiercely.

A poem with dancing dragons and phoenixes caught everyone's eyes.

"The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is thick."

"If we hadn't met at the top of Qunyu Mountain, we would have met under the moonlight at Yaotai."

With the appearance of this word, all the officials were shocked.

Wu Zhao's eyes suddenly turned cold, and his slender fingers tapped the armrest of the dragon chair slowly and rhythmically.

Play.

Zhou Zifu was thin and cold.

"This was written by me a few months ago, but I don't know why it became Mr. Gao's masterpiece."

"Mr. Gao said you were hiding your talent and deliberately wrote that the stone looked big from a distance and the big stone looked big from close. I plagiarized you, but I said you plagiarized me."

"But both sides have their own opinions. I don't want to waste words with Mr. Gao. The fight between literati should be decided by literary battles!"

"I want to compete with you in poetry and couplets!"

"Take lovesickness as the theme and write a poem in seven steps. Do you dare, Mr. Gao?"

Zhou Zifu's turbid old eyes stared at Gao Yang, waiting for Gao Yang's answer.

Poetry requires background, righteousness, passion, and one-shot.

If Gao Yang agrees, he will win!

If Gao Yang doesn't agree, then his previous words will be broken!

He will also be ridiculed by literati all over the world!

Composing a poem in seven steps is the highest level of literary competition!

Not to mention that the topic is about lovesickness.

Gao Yang will definitely show his true colors. After all, can a top power have lovesickness?

If he likes someone, if one club doesn't work, then he will knock him out with two clubs, and then carry him away directly.

Composing a poem in seven steps, and the topic is about lovesickness, he almost laughed out loud.

But he held back and pretended that his expression suddenly changed.

But in fact, it was a godsend opportunity!

"Since it is a fight, there must be a bet. If I win, I want Mr. Zhou to kneel down in public and recognize me as his master!"

"Does Mr. Zhou dare?"

Zhou Zifu caught the expression on Gao Yang's face, and his heart was suddenly moved.

"Why wouldn't I dare!"

"Just do as Lord Gao said."

"If I lose, I will recognize you as my master on the spot, and all my disciples will recognize you as their master!"

Wang Zhong closed his eyes. He knew that Zhou Zifu was definitely gone.

Even worse than him.

If Gao Yang dared to agree, he must be sure to win.

This previous nonsense was just a cover-up!

Chu Ningyu also realized that it was not good. Gao Yang had predicted their attack and took the initiative, and dared to agree to Zhou Zifu's literary battle.

This is sure to win!

Could it be that they guessed wrong about the clouds thinking of clothes and flowers thinking of faces, and the spring breeze blowing on the threshold and the dew on the flowers?

Is this really what Gao Yang did?

Is he really hiding his incompetence?

Chu Ningyu was horrified and looked at Gao Yang suddenly.

But at this time, Gao Yang's eyes turned to Wu Zhao and Shangguan Wan'er beside him.

He slowly took out a scarlet red bean from his arms...