"The Governor is here?" Song Zheng was really taken aback. Although the big competition of Shandong Road Martial Arts Institute was promoted by Qiao Zhenchuan, after all, the grade was too low. The contest of 30 men on each side was really not a matter for a border governor who was accustomed to seeing thousands of troops. Except for the first big competition, Qiao Zhenchuan showed his face once, and he never participated in it again. This time, Qiao Zhenchuan actually came, which made Song Zheng feel a trace of unusualness.

During the conversation between Song Zheng and Xin Yu and others, a large number of people poured in from the gate of the martial arts, all of them were dignitaries and dignitaries from Licheng, as well as their attendants. There are actually a lot of ladies and ladies in it. For a while, the hairpin is dingdong, and the fragrance is overflowing, which is eye-catching. In their hands, these people are holding a brown post, which is the proof of entry.

At this time, Xin Yu said, "Xiaolang, you and I should return to the team!" Bring the team to the point of view, and I'll give you a detailed introduction. ”

"Brother Xin, slow down, I have a few friends from the same township who are in front of the door at this time, and I want to watch Dabi, and I am troublesome for Brother Xin to bring them in." It turned out that Song Zheng saw outside the door, Qi Er, dressed in men's clothes, was leading Wanyan Yusheng, Wanyan Yuse, Zhang Zong and the four guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to come. At this time, Wanyan Yuse also changed into men's clothes, looking extremely beautiful, and Qi'er was not worried. Wanyan Yusheng is still dressed as a son. Zhang Zong became a housekeeper, and the four guards of wind, rain, thunder and lightning were all made by the family members of the Tsing Yi and small hats.

For Wanyan Yusheng and others, Song Zheng originally wanted to ask Xin Yu for help, and he was able to meet Xin Yu at the door, which saved Song Zheng a lot of work.

Xin Yu pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Since you are Xiaolang's friend, I will go and say it." He instructed Yang Dong to return to the team first, and then came to the door with Song Zheng. With Xin Yu's care, several people came in smoothly. Song Zheng briefly introduced the two sides, "Xin Gongzi" and "Yan Gongzi" gave each other hands, said "long admiration", and Xin Yu hurried away.

"Thank you for your kindness!" Wan Yan Yusheng hugged his fists and said a pun.

The corners of Song Zheng's mouth curled, "Such a trivial matter, why worry about it." Then he said to Ming'er, "You lead Yan Gongzi over first, remember, it's closer to Dianjiangtai." With that, he turned around and walked towards the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy.

Wanyan Yuse took two steps and patted Song Zheng's shoulder, "You woke me up today, and scolded you in a whisper, you won't blame me, right?" Song Zheng was stunned for a moment and turned around. Although Wan Yan Yuse, who was dressed in men's clothes, did not apply powder, her face was even whiter and tenderer. With a tall nose and watery and slightly blue eyes, he was looking at Song Zheng flickering.

Song Zheng's heart jumped, and his lower abdomen was actually a little hot. didn't wait for him to speak, but after listening to Yan Yusheng say: "Se'er, come back, don't delay Song Gongzi's business!" Yu Se shrunk his neck, spit out his tongue again, and jumped back lightly.

Song Zheng shook his head and continued to walk towards the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy.

Just now, the sound of the gong was far away, and the sound was still three miles away. The guys from the Mizhou Martial Arts Academy were concentrating on playing "Lost Handkerchiefs", and they were actually quite interested. It wasn't until Song Zheng came close that these guys hurriedly stood up.

"Lu Hong, you are really getting more and more promising!" Without waiting for Lu Hong to distinguish, Song Zheng continued: "Stand in line for me!" ”

Seeing that Song Zheng's face was not good, everyone hurriedly stood up and quickly lined up, moving so fast that they didn't even shoot the soil standing on their buttocks.

"Tidy up the army!"

Everyone hurriedly tied their waists and straightened their headscarves and tidied them up as quickly as possible. Song Zheng also nodded, "Listen to my command, stand upright, and take a breath." When training this group of players, Song Zheng took out some simple passwords from his previous life. I have to say that these simple passwords are easier to understand and practical than the "solemn standing", "fast walking", "slow walking" and so on in this era. These guys are used to it now, as long as Song Zheng's password comes out, they will all brush it up.

Song Zheng glanced at the team with satisfaction, and then took off his outer robe, revealing the fat cat costume inside.

"Lu Hong is out of the ranks!" With Song Zheng's cold drink, Lu Hong stood up and looked at the "Brother Lacking De" in front of him nervously.

"Where is Yang Jiaoxi?" Song Zheng didn't see Yang Tong, and felt a little strange in his heart.

"Early this morning, Yang Jiaoxi ordered us to go to the training ground to practice, and then we went out, and I don't know where I went." Lu Hong was a little relieved to see that Song Zheng didn't trouble him.

"Out?" Song Zheng was suspicious, Yang Tong would go out at this time, what would happen?

At this moment, I only heard the ** shouting on the platform: "All teams gather in front of the stage!" ”

Song Zheng raised his eyes and saw that there were four people standing on the general platform fifty zhang away, shouting a big man dressed as a general. The three people behind him, one is Qiao Zhenchuan's son, Qiao Shang who is dressed in arms, and the other two are also dressed as generals.

"Lu Hong is back to the team, all of them are there, start walking!" Walk towards Dianjiangtai first.

Under the stage, twelve sergeants have already been standing, each of whom has a flag in his hand, on which are written the words "Qi", "Mi", "Qing" and so on, representing the standing place of the twelve teams.

After Song Zheng arrived, the sergeant holding the "secret" flag saw that Song Zheng was obviously a year or two younger than the others, and his face showed a look of surprise. However, he hesitated for a moment, and still handed the flag in his hand to Song Zheng. Song Zheng casually handed it to Shi Cunbao behind him, and Shi Cunbao proudly raised the banner upward, looking forward to his proud appearance.

Maybe it was Qiao Shang and Xin Yu's special arrangement, and the Mizhou team was close to the Qizhou team. Xin Yu and Song Zheng looked at each other and smiled. As the sound of the gong got closer and closer, both of them turned around and looked towards the entrance of the martial arts courtyard.

I saw eight sergeants in two rows, holding a gong in one hand and a mallet in the other. Every ten steps, there was a bang, and the gong was struck in unison, and the sound was extremely loud. Behind the sergeants, dozens of people strode with red flags. Further back, about 100 sergeants, also in two rows, armed with swords on the left and guns on the right. The sharp blade and shiny tip of the spear glittered in the sun. Song Zheng knew that this was Qiao Zhenchuan's personal guard.

After the pro-guards, dozens of horsemen appeared. At present, he is about 50 years old, with a wide face and a square mouth, eyes like electricity, and a long beard that sways lightly in the wind. Although he is not tall, he has a majestic momentum, and at first glance he is a person who has been in the top position for a long time. Another tall guard, holding a large flag, followed closely behind, and the banner was embroidered with a huge "Joe" character.

Song Zheng secretly thought, worthy of being the governor of the Shandong border pass of Daqi, this momentum is different.

The dozens of horsemen behind Qiao Zhenchuan were all armed with generals, generals or partial generals, and they were divided into two columns according to their ranks. There were also a hundred and ten sergeants. The brigade soon entered the large training ground, and with an order, the sound of the gong stopped. Two hundred sergeants quickly ran to both sides of the platform and stood neatly. Some of the people who were originally standing on both sides of the platform were naturally squeezed aside. Ming'er, Wanyan brothers and sisters and others stood in just the right position, close to the sergeant on the north side. Song Zheng saw that Zhu Jian and other personnel from the Imperial City Division of Mizhou appeared at some point. They all changed into family members and attendants, and stood faintly around Wanyan Yusheng.

After Qiao Zhenchuan and the others dismounted, a sergeant had already come over and led the horses away. Led by a military general dressed as a general, Qiao Zhenchuan and others started to ascend the point general platform from the south side.

"The one who leads the way is my father." Xin Yu reminded in a whisper.

Song Zheng hurriedly raised his eyes and saw that Xin Qiji, who had been famous for thousands of years, was about forty years old, and his face was thin, but he looked extremely resolute. is different from Song Zheng's imagination, he has no beard, and his jaw is blue and clean, which also makes him look very energetic and capable. Song Zheng couldn't help but chant his song "Breaking the Array": "Drunk to pick up the lamp and look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp, eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turn over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield ......"

Xin Yu looked at Song Zheng curiously, and said in a low voice: "Xiaolang, who wrote this poem?" It's a good momentum! ”

Song Zheng was shocked in his heart and stopped suddenly. "Breaking the Array" is a work of Xin Qiji's later years, and it should not have been made at this time. Song Zheng knew that he had accidentally become a poetry thief again.

Xin Yu didn't continue to ask, but introduced in a low voice: "Behind the governor, the two people who are armed with generals are the soldiers and horses on the left and right of Shandong Road. The one with a higher black face is General Xiao Dingguo, and the one with a slightly fat face is General Cong Kui; Among the Lang generals in the back, the leader is Qiao Quanqiao, who, like his father, guards the Yellow River Pass and has just returned from his rotation recently. ”

"General Qiao?" Song Zheng snorted secretly.

"What, Xiao Lang knows this person?"

"Oh, I don't know, it's just strange that his last name is the same as the Governor." Song Zheng suddenly remembered that in the "Confucius Twelve Orders" restaurant in Longshan Town that day, the two businessmen had mentioned when they were drinking that they smuggled forbidden goods through General Qiao. Needless to say, the other Xin general in their mouth must be Xin Qi's illness.

Song Zheng raised his eyes and saw that Qiao was white and slightly fat, and his face was kind. Despite his efforts to be upright, he always felt devoid of majesty. "Smiling Tiger!" Song Zheng cursed secretly in his heart.

Xin Yu wanted to introduce it again, but saw that on the wide general platform at this time, a group of generals had already gathered around Qiao Zhenchuan and stood up. The two sergeants brought up a chair, Qiao Zhenchuan waved his hand, and his voice was like a bell: "Today, the old man will stand with the generals and watch the battle, and see how I am a son of the Great Qi Martial Academy, how to fight the dragon and the tiger!" ”

Song Zheng secretly cheered. Qiao Zhenchuan's hand can be described as the first to win people, which not only seems close to the people, but also increases his magnanimity. Sure enough, Song Zheng saw that the martial artists of the various martial arts academies were all excited and reverent.

"You'an (Xin Qiji's word), let's start!"

With Qiao Zhenchuan's order, Xin Qijian walked to the front of the stage and said in a loud voice, "Today's big competition, the Governor is here to watch the battle. In order to encourage all martial arts students to fight bravely, special Jun ordered, anyone who can win a game, each person will be awarded five taels of silver, and one person will be promoted into the martial arts. Winners in streak prizes. The three group winners who entered the finals, namely the three martial arts teams, were awarded the same original rewards, that is, they each won five, three and two martial arts places. ”

The difficulty of martial arts is better than that of literature. As soon as Xin Qiji's words came out, the audience immediately boiled. (Asking for flowers)