"Divine weapons?" The guards in the audience looked at each other, all eighteen weapons are here? What other weapons are there?

Seeing that the guards didn't move, Yin Fusheng hooked his hand at one of them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The info guard came to the stage, and Yin Fusheng asked, "I don't know what a divine weapon is?" ”

The guard shook his head.

Yin Fusheng smacked his lips and said in his ear: "There must be a ...... in this thing palace."

"Huh?!" When the guards heard this, they looked disgusted and stared at Yin Fusheng in dismay.

"Don't be surprised, just go ahead and get ready."

The guards couldn't help it, so they frowned and turned to go down to prepare.

After the guards left, everyone was whispering, what kind of weapon did this scholar play? So mysterious.

After waiting for a long time, Park Zhilong looked very irritable. Why is it so troublesome?

"Hey! Grandpa! What kind of weapon are you wielding? ”

Yin Fusheng pretended to regret and said: "Alas, your grandfather is not like you, born in a family of military generals, since childhood, eighteen kinds of weapons have been placed in front of you, whatever you practice." I was born in an ordinary peasant family, and I have been farming in the countryside since I was a child, and all I can practice is rough farm tools. ”

Park Ji-ryong thought to himself: What? Tools? Scold! Are you going to make a rake? Or a hoe? Or, bring a cow and fight with me?

Just as he sneered, a smell suddenly came from nowhere. The smell changes from far to near, from light to strong, from pungent, to stinky, and from stinky to foul.

People covered their mouths and noses and looked in the direction where the smell was wafting from. I saw the two little eunuchs walking one after the other, carrying a wooden barrel on their shoulders, and the barrel was covered with a lid, and as they walked, they turned up and down from time to time.

"Why did you bring the toilet here?"

Someone in the audience complained.

At this time, the guard who was in charge of finding weapons just now carried a large wooden spoon into the ring.

The handle of the wooden spoon is nearly a man tall, and there is a bucket-shaped spoon in front of it. Combined, it is a cut higher than Yin Fusheng.

The guards came to the stage and handed the wooden spoon to Yin Fusheng, after which the two little eunuchs also unloaded the wooden barrel into the ring, and then retreated.

Yin Fusheng smiled at Park Zhilong, "Brother Waste, we farmers have two sayings, called: A crop is a flower, and it all depends on dung." Farming without dung is equivalent to fooling around. So, hehe, this is the weapon I use to practice martial arts. As he spoke, he lifted the toilet lid, and when he boarded, a suffocating stench filled the air.

Park Zhilong frowned, and only glanced at the bucket, and the contents of his stomach almost didn't come up. "You, what are you going to do?"

"Of course it's a martial arts competition." Yin Fusheng was unhurried, put the wooden spoon into the toilet, stirred, took out a spoonful, and stretched it out in front of Park Zhilong's eyes.

Park Zhilong was so frightened that he took a few steps back, covering his mouth and nose, and he didn't know what he was cursing?

Yin Fusheng shouted at the audience: "Hurry up and start ringing the gong!" ”

When I heard the gong, I came back to my senses and slammed it on the gong.

Yin Fusheng didn't say much, raised the wooden spoon and greeted Park Zhilong.

Seeing this, Park Zhilong was so frightened that his soul was gone, and in order to avoid the flying spoon, he panicked, and was chased by Yin Fusheng in the ring and fled all over the world.

The Ming Dynasty officials in the audience were really happy to see it, although this "weapon" was vulgar, it was really relieving. One by one, he didn't cover his nose anymore, and looked at Naole on stage.

At this time, the Emperor of the Apocalypse and the civil and military forces who were watching the battle from a distance were puzzled.

Haven't you seen the two of you make a move?

Isn't it just a wooden spoon? What are the North Koreans running?

The little emperor was curious, so he called a little eunuch, "I came to ask you, what kind of weapon did I use as a warrior?" How powerful is it? ”

This little eunuch is the one who just took the, and when he heard it, he was almost happy. "Your Majesty, it's not a weapon, it's a ......"

"What is it?" The civil servants below are also anxious to find a solution.

"It's just a scoop for scooping up manure."

"Huh?!" Everyone was shocked.

The little emperor was stunned and couldn't help but slap his chair and laugh.

Looking at the ring again, Park Zhilong has been chased and has no way to hide. Yin Fusheng's eyes suddenly widened, and the spoon was raised high. Park Ji-ryong thought he was going to, so he was so frightened that he stumbled and fell out of the ring. just hit the weapon rack next to him, and he fell to the ground with the frame. What's even worse is that his thigh just hit the edge of the big knife on the rack, stabbing and bleeding all over the ground. Park Zhilong, who was in pain, screamed, and in the end, he was dragged down.

The North Korean envoys who were watching the battle from a distance were shocked and sweated. I don't know what kind of magic weapon this warrior of the Ming Dynasty used, and he didn't even touch Pu Zhilong's body, so he was beaten to the blood. If this is next to each other, then it must not be broken!

Ah! This great ability to produce many people. When you go back, you must admonish my lord, and you must not listen to Nurhachi's words and become an enemy of the Ming Dynasty.

Thinking of this, the envoy was sincerely frightened, and he was far away, so he knelt down to worship the Ming Emperor and shouted "Long live the Emperor of the Heavenly Empire, long live, long live."

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was overjoyed, and immediately ordered someone to invite Yin Fusheng to see him.

Yin Fusheng knelt outside the Imperial Palace and saluted, "Students see Your Majesty, long live long live long live." ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was stunned and asked, "Since you claim to be a student, don't you already have a reputation?" ”

"Your Majesty, the student Yin Fusheng is the first name of the Wuwu Examination."

Emperor Apocalypse was even more pleased, "No wonder it's so shrewd, it turned out to be Xie Yuanlang." Huh? Since high school Xie Yuan, why don't you go to Beijing to take the exam? With Yin Jieyuan's talent, it is not difficult to be a high school champion. ”

When Emperor Apocalypse asked this, he frightened a lot of civil officials, especially the examiners who had not studied back then, and they were even more frightened.

Yin Fusheng hooked the corners of his mouth and looked to the sides, deliberately delaying for a moment before slowly replying: "Back to Your Majesty, the student did go to the exam back then, but it was only ...... that he was unwell at the time, so he mistakenly failed the list." ”

Hearing this, all the civil officials let out a sigh of relief, secretly clutched their chests, closed their eyes tightly, and looked frightened.

"I see." The Emperor of the Apocalypse nodded, and then summoned the envoy to come forward to see him.

The envoy stepped forward in a panic and knelt down again, and the Emperor of the Apocalypse said: "Eh, envoy, since your warrior is injured, then the competition will be stopped, how about it?" ”

The Korean envoy hurriedly bowed and said: "The Heavenly Empire of Shangbang is full of talents, and the ministers are obedient, but fortunately, the warriors of the Celestial Empire are merciful, so as to avoid the death of the ministers of our state, how dare they fight again." ”

Tianqi nodded, "Well, North Korea has been named a country since the founding of Taizu, and it has been a subject state of the Ming Dynasty since then. The two countries have been close to each other for generations, and North Korea has relied on the protection of the Ming Dynasty to ensure peace for generations. The envoy went back and told the king of Joseon not to listen to the words of the people, to covet small profits for the time being, and not to think about the long term. It is unwise to be an enemy of the Celestial Empire. ”

Listening to the words of the apocalypse, Yin Fusheng was unconsciously surprised, the carpenter little emperor recorded in the historical materials did not seem to be cute. It seems that he knew the intention of the Korean king to send the envoy this time, and he was able to move it with reason and affection, and he used both grace and power, and even said a lot of things with a threat, and the bluffing North Korean envoy immediately leaned over and kowtowed.

(To be continued)