It was the height of summer, the willows on the riverside were shady, the mountains were purple and red, dozens of painting boats were docked on the riverside, and the ladies of the official family or literati stood on the deck to enjoy the scenery on the shore.

Falling Dragon Bay is located on the bank of the Wei River, the water of the rolling river has made a big bend here, the terrain is difficult for direct sunlight, even if it is a hot summer day is extremely refreshing, it has always been the feng shui treasure of Chang'an people's summer amusement, a large number of buildings have been built in the river bay, collectively known as the 'river corridor'.

In the early morning of the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, the pavilions and pavilions of the Huihe corridor were already full of squires and people, and the grass stage teams of the rivers and lakes from all over the country, the theater stage, and even the gambling stalls and the painting boats of the singers of the Qinglou all ran over and opened the tables everywhere.

It is said that the Son of Heaven came to have fun with the people, but it is impossible for everyone to really see it, and when the honor guard passes by, they can take a look at it from a distance, and most of the people still come to join in the fun, which is similar to visiting the temple fair.

Today's main drama is naturally the dispute between Wu Kui, in front of the Wangjiang platform in the middle of the river corridor, a huge martial arts platform with a radius of 30 zhang has been built, just on the edge of the Wei River, the scenery is magnificent. The surrounding area is a thousand-step corridor, in which several seats are placed, and it is already full.

The Wangjiang platform behind the thousand-step corridor is arranged with bead curtains and umbrellas, and the palace maids and eunuchs stand quietly above the Wangjiang platform and wait, the dragon chair behind the bead curtain is empty, and the Son of Heaven has not yet arrived.

Outside Wangjiang Terrace, the wolf guard of the Tianzi camp almost poured out of the nest, and the black-clothed wolf guard with a bronze medal hanging from the wolf's head on his waist nearly a thousand waists, pressed the Yanling knife in his hand, and always paid attention to the wind and grass around him. Further outside, there is the Imperial Forest Army led by Gongsun Ming to strictly defend to prevent the thieves from disturbing the Yaxing of the emperor and general in Wangjiangtai.

Those who can sit under the Wangjiang platform and observe with the monarch of a country will naturally not be the pawns of the peddlers.

In the middle of the thousand-step corridor, Prime Minister Xiao Chuyang, Taiwei Liu Pingyang, and Imperial Historian Cui Huailu are sitting in danger, that is, the 'three dukes' in the Three Princes and Nine Secretaries.

Next to it are the nine Qings such as Dasi Nong, Lu Chengan, and the pillars of the Dayue Dynasty and the Gate Valve Family are basically all here.

In the seats where the princes and nobles sat on the right, in addition to the Song royal family who stayed in the capital, Xiao Qi, the eldest lady of the Xiao family in Huainan, and Tang Jiao of the Tang family in Youzhou, also sat in the back.

On the left side, sitting are Song Baiqing, Qi Xinghan, Pei Yulong and other figures who have both official status and fame, and Mei Qusheng sits beside the teacher Song Baiqing.

In addition to the many dignitaries in the thousand-step corridor, there are also many people standing under the Wangjiang Terrace, Jiujie Niangniang, Chen Daoping, Zhang Buxian, Situ Yueming, Zhang Xiang, ......, all of whom are secret guards or wolf guards who came out of the palace, responsible for protecting the safety of today.

made such a big pomp, Tang Jiao, as today's protagonist, was a little scared to be honest, sitting alone in the corner of the thousand-step corridor with his two sons, trying to maintain a tepid and elegant posture, and greeting the past court giants politely.

After all, rivers and lakes are just rivers and lakes, a small mud pond.

Tang Jiao thinks that he only relies on martial arts, and there is almost no one in the thousand-step corridor, but no matter how high the martial arts are in the court, he is just a thug by the side of the Son of Heaven, and he has no weight at all.

Even if he really becomes one of the top ten martial artists in the world, he still has to bow down when he sees a third-grade squire, not to mention that Tang Jiao is now just the head of a family of rivers and lakes, and it is a little insufficient to be on the same stage with Xiao Qi. Not to mention Tang Jiu, Tang Xuan and the others, they didn't dare to sit down, and stood behind their father honestly.

On the right side near the center, Huainan Xiao's seat, the eldest lady Xiao Qi sat calmly on the chair, still wearing a light black long skirt, no powder, holding a teacup in her hand, her eyes stayed on her brother in the distance, or Cui Huailu next to Xiao Chuyang.

Cui Huailu is the head of the Cui family in 'Xiao Lu Cui Wang Li', and he is also the biological father of the reign of the dynasty and queen Cui Xiaowan.

The Cui family has always been conservative, and on the surface, they have almost never had a grudge against anyone, and they have no remarkable achievements. Even the third prince was begged by the Jinling Lu family to say the wrong thing and fall out of favor and Cui Xiaowan to become the queen.

But the Cui family can become one of the five major valve families, and it is by no means an ordinary person, and no one will know what they have done secretly.

Xiao Qi has been thinking about Xu Buling's sentence 'seeing the mountain is a mountain' these days, and has figured out most of the steps, so he suddenly became interested in the Cui family, who has always been unknown, and knew that there would be a big wave to be set off later, and he couldn't wait at this time.

Behind Xiao Qi, the big housekeeper Hua Jingting stood behind him with a folding fan in his hand, looked left and right, and whispered softly:

"Miss, if you make a mistake in this step, my Xiao Shi will ......"

Xiao Qi raised her white palm and stopped Hua Jingting's words:

"Wealth is in danger, it's a big deal to be the same as the Lu family, and it is at the bottom of the three princes and nine kings."

Seeing this, Hua Jingting didn't say much, looked back at the Wangjiang Platform directly behind, and withdrew his gaze.

"The Holy One has arrived!"

After waiting for a long time, a loud voice resounded through the voice of the male duck under the Wangjiang platform, which opened the prelude to the recent martial arts competition.

The three princes and nine kings, princes and generals all stood up, looked at Jiangtai and bowed their heads.

On the Wangjiang platform, which can have a bird's-eye view of the panoramic view of the river corridor, the great Yue Tianzi in a dragon robe shows his figure, his steps are unhurried, and he sits on the dragon chair.

Behind the dragon chair, a tall figure with three straight knives horizontally, standing in the shadow behind the bead curtain with a black cloth on his face, he couldn't see clearly, but some experienced characters could guess that this was the 'old B' in the dark of the Investigation Division.

There is also a figure next to Lao Yi, who is also standing in the shadows behind the dragon chair, holding an iron gun without moving, it should be the 'dead man C' of the Son of Heaven.

How many dead soldiers were around the emperor to protect safety, it was naturally impossible for everyone to know.

However, with the addition of Jia's father-in-law, 'A, B, and C' were all present, plus thousands of wolf guards and the Royal Forest Army, safety was enough to guarantee.

At this time, Gonggong Jia stood outside the bead curtain, looking down with a whisk in his hand, and spread the words of the Son of Heaven:

"All the love is exempt. We founded the country with martial arts, and the practice of martial arts prevailed among the people......"

The Wangjiang platform is very large, and the courtiers, princes, celebrities and family members below, etc., gathered nearly a thousand people, as well as countless wolf guards and royal guards to protect the safety. Father-in-law Jia's voice clearly reached everyone's ears.

It's all a scene, and everyone in the thousand-step corridor sits and listens quietly.

Tang Jiao took a sip of tea to suppress the little wave in his heart, took the sword from his son's hand, and prepared to show off his art on stage, winning a few words of praise from the Son of Heaven.

Situ Yueming was also a little nervous, after all, the outcome in the ring was unpredictable, if he won, the Situ family would be 'one door and two martial arts', no matter if he took it or not, he would talk about it if he got it, why not if the court gave him a chance. At this time, he was gearing up and took over the nine-ring knife from Situ Huyu's hand, and his nephew Situ Huyu kept encouraging his uncle.

However, after Jia's father-in-law finished speaking, he did not let the two of them go on stage, but looked at Mei Qusheng who was issued:

"Martial arts fight, the victory or defeat is only a thought, Tang Jiao is afraid that three moves can determine the victory or defeat. Many spectators came from afar, and it was not unpleasant to go back like this. Back then, in front of Mei Gongzi's palace, 'a sword moved Chang'an', but the saint still often mentions that since Mei Gongzi is here, it is better to show it on stage first, which can be regarded as an eye-opener for many young children. ”

When everyone sitting heard this, they all nodded and smiled in agreement, after all, there was really no suspense for Tang Jiao and Situ Yueming to fight, it was better to let the young children of each family show it in front of the Son of Heaven.

When Mei Qusheng heard this, it was naturally impossible to sweep the emperor's excitement, so he stood up and saluted, and jumped directly on the martial arts platform of Nuoda, wearing a scholar's robe, holding a Qingfeng long sword, and looked at Tang Jiao in the distance:

"In this case, the younger generation will be offended."

Tang Jiao's face stiffened - as the saying goes, 'fists are afraid of being young and strong', he can't lose it again today, how can he have a fight with his predecessor 'Qingkui' Mei Qusheng. There is no vanity under the fame, even if he wins, it will definitely be a miserable victory, how can he fight with the 'Twenty-Eight Road Serial Knife' later?

Many spectators had strange expressions, and they all looked at Tang Jiao with a look of 'please go to death for the head of the Tang family'.

Don't you want to compare? Wu Wu's second, he didn't even dare to accept the recruit, what kind of martial artist should he be?

Fortunately, the original intention of today's competition was to set an example, not to make a fool of the Tang family, who were loyal to the imperial court.

Father-in-law Jia stood on the high platform and said with a smile:

"Mei Gongzi is still young, it is too early to ask the Tang family for a sword, and it is enough to make a move with his peers, which can be regarded as a cheer for the saint and many visitors."

Mei Qusheng missed the 'Ten Martial Kui' like this, and to be honest, he was a little disappointed, but it was also a great honor to be hand-picked by the saint to perform, and he immediately raised his sword and looked at the younger generation who were seated.

can show his art industry in front of the Son of Heaven, the opponent is still Mei Qusheng, and there is no shame in losing, this kind of opportunity is not common. At present, the sons and daughters of various families are gearing up and rushing to take the stage.

And this storm has finally risen......

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A total of 40,000 words, which are being refined, so let's get up tomorrow morning and read it again, and strive to finish it tonight.

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