"Your Majesty Dashang, what are your thoughts?"

In the middle of the main hall, Yan Xiaoyu saw that the monarchs and ministers in the main hall had not replied, and to add fuel to the fire, he smiled and said, "The Imperial Court of Great Shang always prides itself on its wise rulers and wise ministers, and the Taixue Palace of Great Shang is also known to be full of talents.

The Confucian leader of Taixue is known as the wisest man in the world, why is it that a small gambling game puts you in such a difficult position now?"

"A sharp-tongued junior!"

On both sides, Dashang's ministers were so angry that they almost burst into smoke when they heard Yan Xiaoyu's aggressive words.

On the dragon throne, Emperor Shang looked at the people in the temple below with a gloomy look. After a moment, he said, "Tell me your questions!"

As soon as he said this, all the ministers were shocked. Did your Majesty agree to this bet?

In the middle of the hall, Yan Xiaoyu smiled. He was afraid that the emperors and ministers of Dashang would be timid and dare not agree.

"Your Majesty is indeed very happy. Everyone from Dashang, listen up."

Yan Xiaoyu glanced at the monarchs and ministers of Dashang present, and said with a smile:

"The first question is, there is a hole in the south bead. How can I thread the thread through it without using hands?"

"The second question is, there are fifty similar-looking mares and fifty newly born ponies. How can we prepare to distinguish each pair of mother and son?"

"The third question is, how to make a fire with water!"

The calm and unremarkable voice echoed in the Great Shang Fengtian Palace. At some point, all the Great Shang officials fell silent, with solemn expressions on their faces, unable to speak.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Emperor Shang's expression also changed, and his heart sank.

Trouble!

Li Yuan, noon, the sun is shining brightly.

"Master!"

Outside the west wing, a servant came quickly and said, "There is news from the palace."

When Li Ziye heard this, he stood up and asked with concern, "How is it?"

There won't be any problems with his Medicine King, right?

"The temple presented three problems to the court."

The boy took a breath and explained in detail the news he had received from the palace.

"Fortunately, my medicine king is fine."

Li Ziye didn't care about the problem at all. After hearing that the temple would definitely give the King of Medicine to the Great Shang court, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sat down again.

On the side, Bai Wangyu heard the key to the problem, his face became solemn, and he asked with concern, "Has anyone answered these three questions?"

"No."

The boy shook his head and said, "I can't answer any of them."

"These sticks."

On the steps, Li Ziye took out a big medicinal plant, took a bite, and said inarticulately while chewing, "They are all part-time questions, and I can't even answer them. Poor Ninth Princess, it seems she is going to marry far away."
Chapter completed!