One hundred and eight squares of Chang'an City are like a sea of lights, and the neighborhoods are like a checkerboard road, and buildings are located in the middle.

The majestic Imperial City at the end of Suzaku Street is a cut above all the buildings, and from a distance it looks like an impassable high wall, and the dome of the palace within, faintly visible, shows some outlines in the moonlight.

Xu Buling, dressed in night clothes, galloped across the house and the wall at full speed, approaching the imperial city as quickly as a black shadow.

The imperial city is very large, there are sixteen palace gates on all sides, each gate must have a master to sit in the town, the wolf guard is outside the secret guard, plus the five guards on the bright side, from the inside to the outside of the imperial city into an iron bucket array, if you want to enter from the outside it is difficult to climb to the sky.

However, Xu Buling is not leading the troops to force the palace, and the Praetorian Guards naturally do not have to deal with it head-on, just avoid the heavily defended places. Changle Palace Xu Buling has stepped on the point last time, there are masters but not many, and most of the places are empty.

When night fell, the palace gate was not closed, and the defense at this time was concentrated at the city gate. Xu Buling came to the street adjacent to Yongchangfang and the Imperial City, and the Praetorian Guards of the distant brigade were armed with strong bows and crossbows, carrying lanterns to patrol back and forth along the city wall.

Xu Buling held his breath and waited quietly in place for a while, until the Praetorian Guards patrolling up and down the city wall were far away and had not yet returned, then he suddenly set off, crossed the wide long street and came to the city wall, two daggers slipped out of his sleeves, pierced into the gap between the wall tiles, and his body climbed up with his strength, and the gecko swam like a wall and reached the battlement in the blink of an eye, and after listening to no movement, he turned over and jumped onto the palace wall......

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The night is getting darker.

The imperial study at the back of the Taiji Palace was lit with a green lamp, and the two red-robed eunuchs stood at the door with a whisk in their hands, and in front of them was the Taiji Palace, and several Rui beasts on the top of the palace could be seen in the distance.

From the Vermilion Bird Gate to the Chengtian Gate is the outer city, the Praetorian Guard is stationed in it, after entering the Chengtian Gate, it is a hundred steps and a secret guard, from the Chengtian Gate to the outside of the imperial study, the entire Taiji Palace is dotted like dots.

Whether it is Da Yue or the previous dynasty of Daqi, there have been rivers and lakes in history of the brave or dead men sneaking into the palace city, but it is a pity that the Taiji Palace wall is three feet high, from the Vermilion Bird Gate to the imperial study nearly 6,000 steps, no one has ever succeeded in breaking through a thousand steps, that is to say, even Chengtian Gate has not entered, let alone the harem behind the Taiji Palace.

In the dead of night, with the sound of drums, the gates of Chang'an City were closed one after another, and the palace city was quiet, and it became two worlds isolated from the bustling capital outside the wall.

In the imperial study, Song Ji stood in front of the portrait of Empress Cui, lit three incense sticks and inserted them on the incense case, looked up at the picture scroll, and his face was as smooth as ever.

Father-in-law Jia walked in with a pot of tea, put it on the table, and said comfortingly:

"Saint, the dragon body is important, and you should rest early if you have nothing to do in the New Year."

Song Ji put his hands behind his back and sighed quietly:

"Where is Jia Yi, can you find it?"

Father-in-law Jia's wrinkled cheeks showed a little embarrassment, and he shook his head: "Jia Yi has a good talent, but the dead man was born too upright, and he still doesn't open his mind after many indoctrinations, so he may have been taken advantage of...... Everything points to disaster. ”

"The queen was close to a Jia Yi back then, and even I couldn't do anything about her...... Jia Yi is loyal to the lord, after the queen has been gone for so many years, he may not have been able to let go, everyone has their own lives, let him go. ”

“…… Jia Yi shouldn't have entered the palace, if he was in the rivers and lakes, if he could achieve no less than Lu Baiming and his ilk in time, it would be a pity to ......"

When Song Ji heard this, he turned around and sat down in front of the imperial case, and was silent for a while:

"In recent years, there are really no outstanding characters. When I was hunting deer, the original intention of the Iron Eagle was not to break the backbone of the warriors and turn the rivers and lakes into a pool of stagnant water. It's just that those Jianghu forces, the territory is bigger, and there are more people, so they forget their duties and begin to think about getting involved in the court, and there are still a group of young people secretly plotting, wanting to provoke disputes between the Three Kingdoms and overthrow the world......

…… Chivalry violates the ban with martial arts, I can't loosen my control, I can't tighten it, the head of the Lu family in the East China Sea doesn't even dare to go out of the door of the Lu family, speaking of which, it's a bit overkill. ”

Gonggong Jia nodded slightly, since ancient times, most kings were conceited, and rarely reflected on their mistakes. But Song Ji is obviously not like this, as long as the courtier's advice is true, even if he scolds by pointing his nose, Song Ji will gladly accept and correct.

However, as for 'overkill', Jia's father-in-law has a different opinion: "Martial artists founded the country, literati ruled the world, there were too many martial artists in the peaceful and prosperous era, there were all kinds of harm but no benefit, no matter how bound it would inevitably affect the people in the market." Well...... However, the control is too strict, and the people in the rivers and lakes have nowhere to vent their energy, which will also help to increase the atmosphere of secretly burning, killing and looting. ”

"The great revival of martial arts is to give the martial artists a way out, but those Jianghu guests are proud of themselves and refuse to join the army, I can no longer let go of the decree and let them kill each other without interference, then the world is not chaotic."

Father-in-law Jia pondered a little: "What people want is nothing more than power, money, fame, and fame, and there are more people in the rivers and lakes, as long as they enter the rivers and lakes, they all want to occupy a place in the rivers and lakes." In the past, this 'name' was created by killing, but now they are not allowed to kill, so they can only learn from each other and no one is convinced......

…… Lu Baiming's swordsmanship in the East China Sea is not inferior to Zhu Silk Mountain, and the 'Sword Saint' is mentioned on the rivers and lakes, but he only knows the old Sword Saint Zhu Chou Mountain and does not know Lu Baiming, because Lu Baiming has never traveled to the rivers and lakes to accumulate prestige. The old slave felt that he could start from this aspect. ”

Song Ji took a sip of the teacup, although the matter of martial arts is a trivial matter, but as Emperor Dayue, he will naturally not slack off if he can make one side peaceful. After thinking seriously for a moment, he looked at the scroll hanging on the wall:

"During the first emperor's years, there was 'Xuanhe Bakui', which has been sung in the rivers and lakes to this day. Why don't you personally seal the 'Zhaohong Ten Champions', give the martial arts to be born in the world, and let the world's martial artists fight? ”

Father-in-law Jia walked up to the front and said: "There is such a saying on the rivers and lakes, but it has not been able to become a climate. As the saying goes, 'there is no second martial arts', if the saint personally opens the royal mouth and gives a plaque, I am afraid that the rivers and lakes will be much more lively......

…… In fact, the people in the market are the most sought after for the deeds of talents, heroes, and beauties, and the people work during the day, and can chat a few words in the tavern and tea shop in their leisure time to relax and relax, which also helps to calm the people's hearts. ”

Jia's words are very far-sighted, even in modern society, the original purpose of the emergence of radio, television and other things is to let the people at the bottom have a place to relax after being tired.

Song Ji was also a little interested, and after a little deliberation, he nodded: "Discuss it with Xiao Xiang and others tomorrow, if it is feasible, send the edict down...... If there is no first, the talented man will be exempted, as for the beauties in the world...... Go and find Xu Danqing back for me, give him a pen, and ask him if he will take it or not. ”

"The candidate for the Ten Martial Warriors?"

"I'm not from the rivers and lakes, do you have the right person to recommend?"

Gonggong Jia thought back carefully on the past, and said in a deep voice: "Sword Saint Lu Baiming, Qianrenmen Situ Yue Ash, and Su Wang Shizi Xu Buling can be on the list, and the others are difficult to distinguish, and they have to fight a round to know." ”

Song Ji was slightly surprised: "Xu Buling is only eighteen years old, can he enter the top ten in the world?" ”

Father-in-law Jia nodded seriously: "Becoming famous at a young age, if you don't lock the Dragon Gu, you will be qualified to be ranked tenth." ”

Song Ji doesn't know martial arts, and the master who knows the most is Jia's father-in-law, and asked at the moment:

"What rank are you out of ten?"

Father-in-law Jia's wrinkled face showed a bit of modesty:

"The old slave is old, so he can be ranked behind Xu Shizi."

Song Ji tapped his fingers on the table, shook his head and smiled:

"That's it, except for you, and let outsiders fight."

"No!"

The master and servant discussed for a while, and suddenly a dark shadow fell outside the door, and he spoke in a deep voice outside the imperial study:

"Holy Lord, there are guests entering the palace."

The palace gate has been closed, and the guests who come at this time are naturally not invited.

Since the Iron Eagle Deer Hunt, there are not a few people who sneak into Miyagi to take revenge, and Song Ji doesn't care.

After Gonggong Jia bowed and saluted, he slowly went out with a whisk and closed the door......

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