Baron Albrecht was furious when he heard this, and he was about to speak, but Han Xing waved his hand and stopped him. Then he jumped off his horse and said with a slight smile: "My lord, I am here to participate in the Mainz tournament!" "Han Xing has made the old mistake of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger again, and he is deliberately playing tricks on this guy.

The fat official looked like "I know", raised his head a little higher, and almost looked at Han Xing with his nostrils: "Since I'm here to participate in the martial arts competition, let's go to the back and line up!" Perhaps it was because Han Xing's attitude was quite humble, so his tone was a little softer.

"That, my lord, you see that this line is too long, can you be accommodating, I don't want to wait until it gets dark!" Han Xing grabbed the fat official with a smile on his face and said.

"Yes, but it depends on whether you know how to do it!" The fat official's calm eyes almost narrowed into a slit, and a pair of hands (ròu) shook like the claws of a beckoning cat, apparently indicating that Han Xing paid the "entrance fee".

"Oh~" Han Xing pretended to be enlightened and suddenly enlightened, took out the letter written by Frederick I to himself from his arms, and slapped it into the palm of the fat official.

The fat officer shook what he was doing and thought, "What is this?" How is it so light! "Checks are not popular in this era~

"You should open it and take a look!" Han Xing saw that he had a strange look and didn't move, so he put his hands in his mouth (xiōng) and put on a good look.

But seeing that the fat official lowered his head, opened the envelope and looked at it a few times, but Han Xing's imagined complexion did not change greatly, but he threw the envelope back to Han Xing very disdainfully: "Cut, what do you see?" A piece of waste paper also wants to go in, are you a fool to me? ”

Han Xing's heart suddenly had mixed feelings, and he complained bitterly: "This guy doesn't know how to read!" "This feeling is like showing off your collection to people who don't know how to do it, hundreds of thousands, hundreds of thousands of treasures, being treated as a stall by others, it's like playing the piano to the cow!

The fat official didn't forget to continue to taunt Han Xing: "Poor ghost, you dare to come to the martial arts competition if you don't have money!" I tell you, I remember you, and you don't want to go in for the rest of your life! Phew~"

"Hahaha~" When Han Xing heard what he said, he was not angry but happy, and laughed wildly, and even the few people behind him (shēn) were laughing so hard that they almost fell off their horses.

"I don't want to go in for the rest of my life? A dignified duke, a distinguished guest invited by His Majesty the Emperor, don't want to go in for the rest of your life, I'm afraid you don't want to laugh at me! ”

At this moment, he saw Lyanna and Rhaegar riding together, followed by three Kingsguards. Riding in front of everyone, Lyanna didn't forget to stick out her tongue mischievously at Han Xing.

"Shall they go in if I go? Don't you care, shouldn't you stop them and check them out? Han Xing was stunned for a moment, and pointed to Rhaegar and Lyanna who had left the dust.

"Cut, look at people, look at you! You don't pee, take good care of your virtues! Do you deserve to be compared to others? People are like swans, you are just a toad!! The fat man poked Han Xing's (xiōng) mouth with his right index finger.

"Look at the people, at first glance, they are the young masters and young ladies from the big aristocratic families, and the armor alone is worth a fortune. The guards behind (shēn) are even more powerful, which means that they are not nobles, who would believe it! It's like you, at first glance, you are a poor knight, or a yellow-skinned and thin-skinned character, who looks like he hasn't eaten enough! "The fat official also has a face (xiōng) and has a bamboo way.

"You just look at your face and judge (shēn) by your clothes, right? It's really a dog's eye looking down on people! Han Xing said disdainfully.

"Let me try!" But after hearing (shēn), Huo Stephen's voice sounded, and he took the initiative to ask for his life.

I saw him jump off the horse, come to the fat man and cough lightly, glared at the fat man's eyes viciously and said, "Do you know who I am?" ”

"I don't know, and I don't want to know! What to stare at? Do you think I'm going to be afraid of you? The fat official was unmoved, glanced at him lazily, leaned on the door frame and said, "No matter who you are, you have to line up, let me line up at the back!" ”

"You, you, you~ I slaughtered your dog!" This made Horseffen angry, and he let out a thud and pulled his saber from his waist.

"Oops~ I still want to use force! Come on, come on, come here! The fat official was amused, and he pointed to his neck and said defiantly: "I can tell you, I am His Majesty's man!" If you dare to touch my hair, it will not give His Majesty the Emperor face~"

"What qualifications do you have to represent His Majesty the Emperor? You're just a janitor! "Horsestephen was so angry that one Buddha ascended to heaven, and two Buddhas were born.

"Just say this to you, and you just wait outside to continue with the northwest wind! Don't look at me as a small person the size of a sesame mung bean, but I am a person who has seen His Majesty the Emperor, how can I be like you, a hillbilly knight, I don't even know what His Majesty the Emperor looks like~" The fat official snorted with his nose.

"I haven't seen His Majesty the Emperor? I haven't seen His Majesty the Emperor? You dog-eyed little man! "Horsestephen is the emperor's messenger, to say that he has never seen the emperor, Han Xing is the first to believe it. This is why our Mr. Horsestephen is so furious, this is a question of his professional ability!

Just when the situation was about to erupt, a voice was heard in the camp:

"What's going on?" However, a nobleman wearing plate armor (shēn) with yellow and black horizontal stripes on his robe, and a green vine extending from his left shoulder to his right waist approached. He is a typical (rì) Earman man, handsome and extraordinary, with two sword eyebrows full of heroism, and his chin covered with cyan scum, which adds a bit of maturity and stability to him. But it's Han Xing's old acquaintance, the regent of Saxony - Diettrick? Udo can be also!

"Lord Earl, it's a few wandering knights who can't get on the stage who are making trouble!" The fat official immediately changed his face when he saw Diettrick, and said with a flattering smile.

"Oh~uh-huh!!" Ditrick first replied coldly, but when his eyes swept over Han Xing and his party, he happened to see Han Xing smiling and waving to him, and suddenly, his two eyes were as big as eggs, as if he had seen a ghost!

"Lord Duke Segaard! Congratulations, you have been promoted to duke, what a joy! When Ditrick saw Han Xing, he approached him as if he had seen an ant with sugar, and said with a humble face.

"Ha~" Now it's the fat official's turn to be dumbfounded, Ditrick is the real power of the Duchy of Saxony, and the Duchy of Saxony is one of the most important states in the empire, in his eyes, it is a big man who is out of reach of the stars in the sky. Unexpectedly, this old man actually offered his hospitality to Han Xing.

"Ah~ You're Hanschel from Braunschweig? Lord Duke Segaard? The fat official in charge of registering was startled when he heard this, and collapsed to the ground and said in a trembling voice.

In his opinion, Han Xing's coat of arms is not familiar, as a senior official, he is a master of heraldry, he is an expert in heraldry, what the coats of arms of the dukes in the empire are, he knows them all, even the earl's coat of arms, he also remembers the ** of the ten, but he has never seen the blue swallow coat of arms on a white background, so he regarded Han Xing, who was lightly armed and simple, as a poor knight who came to participate in the martial arts tournament in order to get ahead. After all, there are really a lot of such people, tens of thousands·······

"Blind you, this is Lord Segaard of Braunschweig!" In order to curry favor with Han Xing, Ditrick obviously didn't mind stepping on this bullying fat registrar, so he scolded loudly.

"Lord Duke, the villain has eyes and doesn't know Tarzan! Please spare me this time! The fat official crawled to Han Xing's feet, kissing his upper while begging bitterly.

"You don't care about current events, do you?" Han Xing suddenly laughed, it stands to reason that his appearance is the only existence in the Holy Roman Empire. What's more, his glorious deeds such as defeating Saxony and experiencing the test of the holy fire should have spread a long time ago, to put it mildly, "You should have been a well-known legend in the entire Holy Roman Empire~"

"This, this, Lord Duke, since January of this year, I have been sent here to participate in the construction and preparation of the grounds for the Mainz tournament?????? I really didn't know you were the legendary Hanschel? O Lord of Segaard! The fat officer cried.

"You give me a long note (xìng), don't look down on people in the future!" Han Xing didn't want to embarrass him, at least he was entertaining the public, wasn't he? So he warned him, left him, and went into the camp with Sir Ditrick.

"Duke Segaard, please come with me, your camp is here!" I saw that Sir Ditrick called a servant and said a few words, and the servant immediately greeted him, nodding and saying to Han Xing.

I have to say that this Mainz tournament is definitely a grand event that will go down in history, rows of tents, colorful, dizzying, Han Xing tried to remember the way at first, but after a few turns, he was completely confused, so he had to obediently follow the servant.

After turning nine bends and eighteen bends, he finally came to his camp, which was close to the Rhine River, but Han Xing was dumbfounded: ", isn't this just an open space?" "That's right, the so-called camp in front of me is an empty (dàng) (dàng) open space, except for the half-meter-high fence, there is nothing but grass, and grass is still grass.

"Yes, you have to do it yourself, and you have enough food and clothing!" Han Xing sighed, fortunately he is the realm master, but there is no shortage of tents and canvases for camping, the level of technology in the [Seaside District] is still ahead of the infinite world, I don't know how much, in just two hours, the construction workers from the [Seaside District] have built a decent camp.

A top of more than ten meters to see. The big tent of two or three meters high, surrounded by dozens of small tents, looks decent, but the tone is gray, not as bright as the "neighbors"!!

"Who rarely lives in colorful tents, like poisonous mushrooms!" Looking at the colorful tents of the "Left Neighbors" like a circus, Han Xingbu (jìn) said sourly.

"Duke Segaard, please come with me, His Majesty the Emperor has summoned you!" saw Huo Stephen stationed in front of the camp and shouted to Han Xing.