After spending two days quietly, Ye Xingchen was urgently summoned to the palace.
In the court palace, the emperor sat on the dragon chair, with two people standing below him.
One of them is wearing a robe trimmed with white clouds. These people are from the Jin Dynasty.
The other party was the people representing the Kingdom of Heaven headed by Zhou Yi, and Ye Xingchen was standing among them.
"Bai Huang, why did you go back on your promise to marry Princess Bai Yu to me, the prince of the Jin Kingdom?" the prince of Jin said angrily.
"Since ancient times, men have loved women, and love cannot be forced." The emperor said calmly.
"By doing this, can the Emperor of Heaven interpret it as wanting to provoke a war between the two countries?" King Jin threatened.
"Haha, it's a joke. Your Jin Kingdom has been having wars over the years and has been trying to annex smaller countries. How can you care about fighting with our Heavenly Empire?" the emperor said calmly.
"I don't know who the Prince Consort is, can I come out and see him?" said the King of Jin.
"I'm here." Ye Xingchen slowly walked out from behind Zhou Yi, calm and composed.
The King of Jin looked at Ye Xingchen, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a trace of doubt emerged in his heart.
Immediately, the King of Jin released his pressure, trying to make Ye Xingchen kneel on the ground under his pressure.
In this way, he would directly slap the Emperor of Heaven in the face and tell the emperor that the consort he chose was trash.
However, as the King of Jin pressed down on Ye Xingchen with pressure, the King of Jin was surprised. Ye Xingchen acted as if nothing was wrong.
"Haha, it is true that a hero comes from a young age." The King of Jin laughed.
Ye Xingchen looked at the King of Jin with cold eyes. He knew that this was just the beginning.
Since the other party chose to provoke him, he would naturally not leave so easily.
"I don't know what the little brother's name is." Prince Jin asked.
"Ye Xingchen." Ye Xingchen spat out three big words lightly.
"Ye Xingchen? Are you the Ye Xingchen who injured the head of the Duanmu family?" behind the King of Jin, an old man said angrily.
"Oh? Are the Duanmu family here too?" Ye Xingchen said jokingly.
Sure enough, all bad things will happen together. Since they have already happened, let's just solve them all at once.
"Brother Duanmu, what's going on?" Prince Jin was confused and asked.
"I don't know what happened specifically. I just received news that the head of the family was injured by a young man named Ye Xingchen." The old man said with a frown.
Hearing this, the King of Jin suddenly looked at Ye Xingchen with some solemnity. The Duanmu family was also a big family in Jin.
As the head of the Duanmu family, no matter how low his cultivation level is, he is still at the peak level of the Heavenly Realm.
Could it be that the young man in front of me is already so strong
It's impossible. The Ye Xingchen in front of him is only a teenager. He is only seventeen or eighteen years old when he is exhausted. How can he defeat the head of the Duanmu family.
"Ye Xingchen, what a Ye Xingchen." Prince Jin laughed.
Facing the smile of the King of Jin, Ye Xingchen didn't even bother to look at it, feeling like he was meeting an idiot.
"Since you were chosen by the White Emperor to be the consort, you certainly have some abilities. Don't call me a bully in the Jin Kingdom. You can choose the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." The King of Jin said domineeringly.
"I'll let you choose, I'm afraid you'll be too embarrassed to lose later." Ye Xingchen said sarcastically.
As the former No. 1 God King, Ye Xingchen was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so he had nothing to fear.
"Haha, you are arrogant, let me compete with you on the piano." A young man came out, holding a white fan and looking like a scholar, and said.
"Okay, let's play piano then." Ye Xingchen nodded.
"Since it's a competition, there should be a chance of winning." Prince Jin said with a smile.
"If our country of Jin loses, I am willing to offer this treasure." After saying this, the prince of Jin took out a long spear.
The spear contains spirituality and is a mid-grade mysterious weapon.
Sure enough, Jin came prepared and obviously had no intention of letting Ye Xingchen marry Bai Yu just like this.
"I wonder what good fortune the White Emperor has prepared?" Prince Jin said with a smile.
"My Emperor's Kingdom is preparing." Before the emperor could finish his words, he was momentarily dumbfounded.
I saw Ye Xingchen wave his right hand, and three high-grade mysterious weapons floated in front of him.
"You can only take out one, and I'll take three, how about that?" Ye Xingchen said domineeringly.
For a moment, the prince of Jin suddenly lost his composure and his old face twitched twice.
"Haha, okay, then I will win over these three mysterious weapons from you." The white-faced scholar said with a confident look.
"Since it's a biqin, there are always rules of the game." Ye Xingchen said.
"As guests and hosts, you decide the rules." said the King of Jin.
"We play the piano to the cows respectively. Whoever can play the piano and make the cow cry will win." Ye Xingchen said lightly.
"What if it makes the cow cry?" the white-faced scholar asked.
"Then use utensils to hold the cow's tears. Whoever holds the most tears will win." Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"Hahaha, it makes the cow cry. It's a challenge. I like it, I like it." The white-faced scholar smiled confidently.
When the King of Jin saw the white-faced scholar looking like he was determined to win, he immediately showed the look of someone who had succeeded in his treacherous plot.
The white-faced scholar is the most powerful luther player in the Jin Kingdom. Ever since he became a master of luther skills, he has never lost in luther skills.
Therefore, the King of Jin believes that the white-faced scholar will win this battle.
"Come here, bring the cow." The emperor gave the order instantly.
Immediately, the white-faced scholar and Ye Xingchen each placed a piano in front of them, and Ye Xingchen motioned for the white-faced scholar to play first.
"You go first, I will follow." Ye Xingchen said.
"Haha, then I will be disrespectful." The white-faced scholar said.
Then, the white-faced scholar started playing, and a sad sound came out, making everyone feel sad.
"The sound of the piano makes people want to cry. He is indeed the most powerful piano player in Jin Dynasty."
"The sound of the piano is so touching, it makes me want to cry."
"Ye Xingchen might lose."
"Maybe not necessarily. Ye Xingchen is known as the Musical Immortal in Tiandou College."
Everyone was talking in whispers. It was obvious that this Jin Guoqin master was too powerful.
As the music of the piano reached its climax, the tearful cow began to cry as expected.
Drops of cow tears dripped into the instrument. The white-faced scholar was very satisfied with his piano skills.
From the perspective of the white-faced scholar, Ye Xingchen would definitely not defeat him.
After a stick of incense passed, the white-faced scholar's piano music slowly stopped.
"It's so sad. Why did I shed so many tears unconsciously."
"He is indeed the most powerful luther player in the Jin Dynasty. The sound of the zither is so sad."