The dark clouds seemed to condense above the dome of the Taiji Palace, and the cool wind blew the dragon flag, making a soft sound of 'poof'.

As the time approached, the surroundings of the White Jade Square outside the Taiji Hall were full of people, even if they were just courtiers and magnates, there were thousands of people gathered, plus the Imperial Forest Army and the Wolf Guard, etc., who swept over at a glance and were densely crowded, and the whispered conversation gathered to show a bit of noise.

Under the Taiji Palace, several desks were lined up, and several officials of the Ministry of Rites sat in them to talk with the envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty. Xiao Chuyang and the other three princes and nine kings were in the center, quietly waiting for the Son of Heaven to arrive.

Lu Chengan, the great farmer, sat on Xiao Chuyang's left hand side, looked at a middle-aged man wearing a Northern Qi official robe in the distance, frowned slightly and said:

"Xiao Xiang, the one who came over from Northern Qi this time is Chen Xuan, a strategist under Prince Zuo, Chen Xuan is rumored to be thoughtful, and he will not rashly provoke if he is not sure, I am afraid that today's exchange will not be smooth."

Xiao Chuyang's expression was always unfazed, and he pondered slightly: "Ten years ago, the 'Iron Eagle Deer Hunting' was too implicated, causing the Great Yue Martial Artists to almost collapse. If you lose today, you will inevitably complain...... Chen Xuan is afraid that he will also pay attention to this, so he will send someone to call for the battle when the Ten Martial Warriors are selected by the Holy Lord, and if he can win, he will damage the morale of my Dayue army and people, and if he loses, he will not damage the Northern Qi at all...... However, when the other party comes, the saint can't help but pick it up. ”

Lu Chengan nodded lightly: "Judging from Xiao Xiang, what are the odds of winning?" ”

Xiao Chuyang is not a martial artist, so naturally he doesn't know how many percent there are, so he turned his eyes to look at Taiwei Liu Pingyang.

Liu Pingyang is always in charge of Dayue's military power, and his own martial arts are not bad, so he chuckled at this time:

"Xiao Xiang can rest assured, not to mention the Dayue army and civilians, there are millions of martial artists in Chang'an City alone, and the saint was prepared earlier, even if that kid from Northern Qi is a famous teacher, it is a fool's dream to suppress my Dayue generation."

Xiao Chuyang nodded indifferently and did not comment on this.

And beside the desk in the distance, Chen Xuan, the envoy of the Northern Qi Dynasty, chatted with the officials of Dayue, got up and came to a room in the rear hall.

At the window of the room, a young man with long hair and a shawl leaned against the window with a sword, looking at the princely general of Dayue, with a little impatience in his eyes.

Chen Xuan's face was elegant, and he walked up to him and raised his hand gently: "Yezi, I will play later, how are you prepared?" ”

Zuo Yezi didn't even turn his head: "I just took a picture, they are all small fish and shrimp, and I don't know how to mix in Chang'an." Back then, I was in Chang'an, and there were not more than 100 corpses under the name of a martial artist, and they were embarrassed to report their families, and those juniors, I am afraid that they had never even killed anyone. ”

Chen Xuan was not surprised by this evaluation - the people of the Central Plains are still martial, and Da Yue is also a martial artist, and he is originally heroic. But ten years ago, Emperor Dayue felt that the martial artists could not be disciplined and made a faint move, and directly broke the backbone of the Dayue martial artists by sweeping the rivers and lakes with iron horses.

The Northern Qi Dynasty is different, with national shame, struggling to survive in Mobei, where birds don't lay eggs, and the strong enemies of the Central Plains are aggressive, and some famous young people are filled in with their heads.

Zuo Yezi has been killing people with a knife since he was six years old, and after learning art for three years after entering the national teacher's door, he was thrown into the desert for thousands of miles to practice, day and night for a mouthful of food and water and horse bandits bloody fight. Today, he is only eighteen years old, but he has been licking blood from the knife for nine years, and the person who killed him can't even remember himself.

Chen Xuan looked at the group of princes and nobles standing near the square, and said softly: "The martial artist speaks with a knife, today is your first battle out of the mountain, you have to fight beautifully, don't fall into your master's name." ”

Zuo Yezi didn't have the slightest expression: "If it's just these people, don't worry about Mr. Chen...... I heard that there is a Mei Qusheng in Chang'an, known as 'a sword moves Chang'an', I came here this time to meet him, why didn't I come? ”

Chen Xuan shook his head: "Green bamboo and plum wine, free and easy to accompany Qusheng." If he were here, I wouldn't have brought you. Mei Qu had left Chang'an the year before his death, and Chang'an City was the most powerful now, only the prince of King Su Xu Buling. ”

Zuo Yezi showed a little disappointment and said indifferently: "Back in the desert, when I heard the name surnamed Xu, I chased after him, but unfortunately his horse was too good to catch up...... At that time, I looked at the traces, no one left a whole corpse in the horse bandits' lair, no matter the people and horses were torn apart, if it wasn't for the 'Jingguan' piled up outside the bandits' lair, I thought it was done by the wolves, and it was really not like a person...... However, I heard that he was hit by the Lock Dragon Gu and was already abolished. ”

Chen Xuan nodded lightly, his eyes were slightly contemptuous: "Da Yue's imperial general, not to mention anything else, playing conspiracy and calculation is absolutely first-class, and he used the Lock Dragon Gu to murder the master of Xiliang Iron Cavalry, and I don't know which pig's brain came up with a plan." ”

Zuo Yezi shrugged his shoulders: "Every time you slaughter dogs, most of them are scholars, and the world has decided to kill donkeys, Lu and Zhu The two great kendo masters have a bright and upright life, just because they don't obey and kill them, and they use dirty methods, what's so strange about destroying the Xu family now...... Alas, whether the Xu family was destroyed by the Dayue court itself, or changed the court to vote for me, Prince Zuo would wake up laughing when he dreamed. ”

Chen Xuan shook his head: "The Xu family is the Xu family after all, and they have not retreated half a step after defending the country for sixty years, and it is impossible for the dead clan to be wiped out." Xu Lie Yu Wei is still here, and Emperor Dayue will not dare to kill them all no matter how mediocre he is, but now he will cut some flesh from the Xu family, and when the national teacher finishes the situation and starts up, it will be easier to deal with the Xu family. ”

"Beaten at both ends, the Xu family is also very pitiful...... If it were me a big Qi man, it would have been reversed a long time ago. ”

"Huh...... Isn't this bullying honest people, who let the Xu family be full of loyalty, and the king let the ministers die, and the ministers have to die......"

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On the verandah on the side of the Taiji Palace, the Queen Mother took Xu Buling and a group of palace maids to walk slowly, and came to the soft couch covered by the bead curtain to sit down, and Xu Buling sat on the small case next to him, next to the Song royal family.

The last time I played at the Fairy Bridge, the Queen Mother's attitude towards Xu Buling changed a lot, and she didn't even ask about her belly pocket, and after throwing Xiao Ting away, she asked in a friendly manner:

"No, has Ning Yuhe taught you swordsmanship in the past few days?"

Because of the people around, Xu Buling still looked cold, and shook his head gently:

"Aunt Lu called Ning Daochang over to preach, I can't see anyone, what kind of swordsmanship to teach."

The Queen Mother was not surprised by this: "Hongluan is like this, she finds you a master on a whim, and she is afraid that you and your master will not be close to her...... By the way, today's competition is very important, if you lose the saint, it will definitely damage your face, you just said that Tang Jiu'er can't beat it, that junior surnamed Situ should be fine, right? ”

Xu Buling nodded: "Situ Huyu is the first person in Tiannan Wulin Situ Yue Ember, the twenty-eighth road serial knife is invincible in the world, as the saying goes, the tiger father has no dog, as long as Situ Huyu learns halfway, it is no problem." ”

The Queen Mother was a little relieved, thought about it, and sighed softly: "If only you had a way to detoxify, not to mention anything else, this kind of thing in the ring, I want to grasp it more." ”

Xu Buling smiled lightly and did not speak.

After waiting for a while, as a figure dressed in a fiery red python robe appeared in the Taiji Hall, the noisy crowd quieted down and looked upward.

Song Ji, the Son of Heaven, walked slowly to the front of the hall in a dragon robe, first saluted the Queen Mother, and then sat down on the dragon chair.

"See the Holy One!"

The mountain roars like a sea tide, sounding in the Taiji Palace of Nuoda.

After Song Ji glanced at it, his expression was kind, and after casually saying a few words about the scene, he raised his hand slightly:

"Let's get started."

Bell –

A gong sounded, resounding throughout the imperial city......