Chapter Seventy-Three: Winning the Championship in Martial Arts (2)
The viewing platform is not high, nor is it big.
A row of chairs is arranged, and at most a dozen or so people can be seated. In Chang'an City, the capital of the Great Sui Emperor, His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress were not present, so it was naturally Prince Yi Yang Yin who sat in the center. And the old man who was dressed in cloth and could sit in the middle next to Prince Yi could be who could be besides Zhou Banchuan, the dean of the Martial Arts Academy.
It's just such an important occasion, which is related to the ranking of the top three students of this class of the Martial Arts Academy, and before the final competition that is about to begin, Dean Zhou actually leaned back on the chair and fell asleep.
Not only did he sleep very sweetly, but there was saliva on the corners of his mouth.
Prince Yi asked if he could start, but after not answering, he found that Dean Zhou, who had no unparalleled prestige in the Great Sui Army, was actually meeting his own Duke Zhou, and smiled helplessly, Prince Yi Yang Yin ordered someone to take his cloak and cover it for Dean Zhou with his own hands. In fact, this seemingly simple act often contains two meanings.
First, it is to show his respect for Dean Zhou.
Second, it's time for you to wake up.
It's a pity that Dean Zhou, who has forgotten whether he is sixty years old or seventy years old or eighty years old, doesn't seem to have this awareness, and he doesn't mean to wake up at all.
If Dean Zhou doesn't wake up, this last assessment can't begin.
Therefore, a prince on the viewing platform, a second-grade, six, seven, third-and-fourth rank of the senior members had to watch with blank eyes, waiting quietly, everyone had to make a gesture of respecting the elders, and they couldn't even speak loudly.
Sitting under the viewing platform were the professors of the Yanwu Academy, as well as the generals of the Sixth Army of the Son of Heaven stationed in Chang'an City. They were not surprised at all when they saw this scene, especially the professors of the Acting Martial Arts Academy, who were already accustomed to this scene. In fact, at every regular meeting of the Martial Arts Academy, Dean Zhou spends most of his time sleeping, and half of his time wandering.
After waiting for a while and not seeing Dean Zhou wake up, Yang Yin, the somewhat bored Prince Yi, stood up and stretched his body, looked at the four flower-like beauties behind him, and suddenly said beyond everyone's expectations: "Why don't you dance first to relieve everyone's boredom?" ”
The others immediately changed their faces, and they were really afraid that His Royal Highness the Prince, who was of high status, would turn such a solemn occasion into a song and dance performance. Fortunately, His Royal Highness Prince Yi himself has this awareness. Without waiting for someone to persuade him, he smiled and said, "It's really boring to just sit idly and joke nonsense." ”
Only then did everyone in the audience breathe a sigh of relief.
An unreliable dean is enough, if there is another unreliable prince......
Xu Xiaogong, the general of the Right Guard, who was also ordered by the emperor to watch the competition, was the most calm and indifferent of all of them. He sat upright in his chair, his upper body straight. Hanging his head slightly, looking at his nose and nose, his nose and heart, the old monk is in a fixed state. This veteran, who is already in his fifties, used to be Dean Zhou's old subordinate, so he naturally wouldn't blame or disturb Dean Zhou to doze off at this time.
Among the six armies of the Son of Heaven, Xu Xiaogong, the general of the Right Guard, is the second oldest in terms of age, and just passed his 53rd birthday a few days ago, he was rewarded by His Majesty with a folding fan written by the imperial pen. Speaking of which, Xu Xiaogong is a very special one among the sixteen guards of the Great Sui. Because he has never fought an earth-shattering battle in his life, nor has he ever had any military exploits worthy of writing a strong stroke in the history books.
Someone once said disdainfully that Xu Xiaogong was the most incompetent of the Sixteen Wei Generals. The reason why he was able to sit in the position of a general is no more than three reasons. One is old qualifications, the second is human duty, and the third is good background. He first joined the army and served as a scout lieutenant under Zhou Banchuan. In the past 30 years, the career has been smooth and steady, without major ups and downs, and it took 30 years to become a general, and it is impossible to say that it is smooth in any case.
But it was such a person, and His Majesty the Emperor seemed to appreciate him very much.
The sixteen guards of the Great Sui Dynasty, sixteen generals, sixteen generals, dozens of generals, plus twenty-four governors, so many giants in the army and the feudal officials, no one has a birthday and is rewarded by His Majesty.
Prince Yi glanced at Xu Xiaogong, who closed his eyes and recuperated, and scolded the old fox in his heart. He smiled and walked to Xu Xiaogong's side, and said a word close to Xu Xiaogong's ear. The voice was too small, and Xu Xiaogong didn't hear it clearly. He had no choice but to open his eyes and ask, "Your Highness, what did you just say?" ”
Yang Yin said in a low voice: "Don't pretend, you know if there is any way to make Dean Zhou wake up." ”
Xu Xiaogong smiled bitterly, so he had to lower his voice and say a word. Yang Yin couldn't believe it, and couldn't help but ask again. Xu Xiaogong nodded firmly, Yang Yin stood up straight, hesitated for a while, and said tentatively: "Take the leaf card, and I want to play a few rounds with all the adults." ”
Before the voice fell, Dean Zhou immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Three are missing one?" Count me in! ”
He glanced around, but saw that several adults were looking at each other, and then they understood. However, the professors sitting below couldn't help laughing, no one in the Martial Arts Academy didn't know that Dean Zhou liked to play cards the most, and the cards were extremely smelly. Fight once and lose once, and if you lose, you will pay the bill.
So much so that when the professors of the Martial Arts Academy have nothing to do and want to play the leaf card, they have to be like spies. But as long as someone says the three words "leaf card", Dean Zhou will inevitably hear the wind.
Seeing that Dean Zhou woke up, Yang Yin secretly gave Xu Xiaogong a thumbs up.
Xu Xiaogong secretly glanced at Dean Zhou, who was glaring at him fiercely, with an embarrassed expression.
"Start Start ......"
Dean Zhou wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, looked at the three young generals standing side by side below, waved his hand casually, and said: "How to fight, how to fight, there are two thousand defenders in Tucheng, but I will only give each of you five hundred soldiers, and whoever beats it down will be the first one." The second and third don't have to be divided, it's useless anyway. ”
"Five hundred?"
Yu Xiao, Luo Wen, and Li Fubo repeated it in unison, with a look of surprise.
The three of them looked at each other, and no one dared to ask.
Didn't you say that you would have a thousand soldiers per person? Why did Dean Zhou reduce to 500 people after a sleep? Naturally, they didn't know that the reason for the reduction of people was because Dean Zhou and his old man were disturbed by the spring dream, and they were in a very unhappy mood.
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Because the imperial capital was too big, it was almost noon when Fang Jie's carriage went out of the city gate and went straight to the martial arts arena along the official road. The official was very careful, and even prepared food in the carriage. It's just snacks and the like, but it's a blessing for those who haven't eaten breakfast yet.
Although the official did not take the silver ticket of Fang Jie, he did not seem to be displeased. After greeting Fang Xie to eat, he thought about it and explained: "When you get to the place in a while, don't ask too many things." Wherever those who are waiting for you lead you will go. If you're scolded for talking too much, don't say I didn't remind you. ”
Fang Xie responded, and once again escaped from his cuffs and stuffed the silver ticket into the official's hand: "This snack is really delicious, but unfortunately I don't know where to buy it when I first arrived in the emperor." If you buy it when you have nothing to do, remember to bring some to your younger brother, thank you. ”
The official hesitated for a moment, but finally took the silver ticket: "Buy it, I'll send it to the house for you." ”
When he said this, there was a faint pity and pity in his eyes.
Putting the silver ticket away, the official muttered in his heart: Don't blame me, I can't help myself. I went back and bought the snacks, and put the candle paper money in front of your grave.
Although it was the first time they met, he had no ill feelings towards this clean-looking and handsome young man.
But apart from secretly saying a pity, he couldn't do anything else.
The carriage shook for another half an hour, and finally arrived outside the arena. When he stopped outside the gate, a man in a black robe was already standing there waiting. After Fang Xie got out of the car, the black-robed man glanced at him and asked coldly, Are you Fang Jie?
Fang Xie nodded yes, and the man turned around and walked inside. Fang Xie hurriedly followed, and subconsciously shook the rusty broken knife inserted in his waist.
The black-robed man and the soldier guarding the door whispered a few words, and the soldier glanced at Fang Xie and let him go. Following the black-robed man, Fang Xie kept looking at the terrain of the martial arts arena along the way.
The Great Sui is located in the Central Plains, and its military power is unparalleled in the world. Whatever the pride, the Great Sui Emperor and the imperial court showed a trait in many ways. That is the atmosphere, from the building to the clothing, all pay attention to an atmosphere.
The imperial capital of Chang'an is the most powerful proof.
And the martial arts arena also shows this atmosphere to the extreme. There is not only a flat and vast school field, only a four-mile earthen city, but accommodating almost all kinds of terrain, and even relying on manpower to pile up a dirt mountain. Rivers, lakes, forests, meadows, you name it.
Seeing this scene, I had to make Fang Xie sigh in his heart.
"You go straight along this road, and when you see a small door, you go in, and the south side of the wall is Tucheng, and you can't go far to see the viewing platform, and the adults who want to see you are all there. I don't have a military order to enter, so you'll have to go by yourself. ”
After the black-robed man stopped, the other party explained: "When the adults finish asking, you go back the way you came, and don't disturb the competition of the top three in the martial arts academy." ”
"Whoa"
Fang Xie answered, tidied up his clothes and walked out.
"Wait"
The man suddenly stopped Fang Xie again, pointed to the broken knife on Fang Jie's belt and said, "You must not bring weapons in." ”
Fang Xie was silent for a while, and said seriously: "The body of the Great Sui border army does not leave the sword, even if it is a pilgrimage, unless the emperor orders it, it will not unload the sword." ”
The man was slightly stunned, and muttered in a low voice that it was okay to bring a knife, and if you have a knife in your hand, you will die quickly. He waved his hand, as if he didn't bother to pay any more attention. But because he didn't insist, the vigilance in Fang Jie's eyes became stronger and stronger. He walked slowly to the small door, took a deep breath, and pushed the door open and entered.
Only then did he push open the door and squeeze in.
A knife suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jie's neck.
Fang Xie didn't dare to move, but said, "I was ordered to come and ask, when will lunch be delivered to you?" ”
This quote is idiotic, but definitely useful.
Just when the man was stunned, Fang Xie looked at the scene in front of him.
Where there is a viewing platform, in front of which is a military camp!
And the knife that had already been delivered to Fang Xie was a soldier wearing the dark blue coat of the black leather armor of the Great Sui. This small door is not a viewing platform at all, but the barracks of one of the three upstarts of the Martial Arts Academy who participated in the competition! Fang Xie instantly understood in his mind that the black robe he had brought him before had deliberately reversed the direction. The man said that the viewing platform was in the north and the earth city was in the south, but the truth was the opposite of what he said.
The viewing platform is basically on the other side of Tucheng.
In other words, from a earthen city four miles long and wide, he could not see the viewing platform, and it was impossible for the people on the viewing platform to see him. So if he dies here, it will never cause the ideas of those big guys.
It was at this moment that Fang Xie finally understood how he was calculated.
Just as he was about to take advantage of the soldier's stunned exit door, there was a creak from behind, and the door was closed from behind, followed by a chain crack, apparently locked from the outside.
Just when Fang Xie had just understood what was going on, the knife in the soldier's hand suddenly moved, and the sharp blade had already reached Fang Jie's throat, and he could even feel the coldness on the blade. That knife was the standard horizontal knife of the Great Sui, and Fang Xie had no doubt that the soldier's wrist only needed to be sent forward, and the blood in his major artery would spurt out like a waterfall.
at death's door