The Privy Council, which is in charge of the military power of the Great Zhou, is the most important organ of the Great Zhou, and it is very close to the location of the palace.

Even so, the school field it has is the largest in Beijing.

Its school field is not only large, but also has all kinds of weapons and venues for martial arts.

In this year's martial arts examination, the test papers were answered in the military department, and the drill with real swords and guns was held in the Privy Council.

The martial arts examination of the Great Zhou Dynasty is not the same as the liberal arts examination, which is not set up every three years, but is held according to the emperor's mood and the needs of the situation in the world.

Like the previous Northern Barbarian turmoil, the defense of the Great Zhou was a mess, and after the capital was breached, many teams went to Qingzhou Qinwang, each of them was a battalion, and it was not a situation, and they even fought with each other. Afterwards, the military generals in the court were humiliated by the civilian officials, but they could not refute it, which shows how the current level of military generals in the Great Zhou is.

Therefore, in this year's martial arts examination, martial arts talents will be selected from all over the country, as long as individuals can get the recommendation of officials at or above the county level, as well as those who have a shadow on their ancestors, they can sign up to participate.

The martial arts examination is divided into three levels, the first one is to go to the Kyoto camp in the suburbs to check the body, and do a physical strength test, and those who fail to pass will be brushed down.

The second level is to take a written test in the military department, which contains a variety of common military books and war-related strategies, and 100 people are selected.

In the third level, these 100 people fought against each other in the Privy Council, tested the school's eighteen martial arts, and finally selected the winner.

At this time, on the huge campus of the Privy Council, the voices of people were boiling, shouting, gongs and drums, the examiners' trumpets, cries of pain, and even angry scolding, shouting of grievances, lamentations, and cheers, overlapping together.

A round of red sun in the sky, overlooking all beings, takes everything into the eyes.

With the sound of the examiner's gong, the morning competition officially ended.

After the morning selection, there are only ten people left on the field, and there will be an afternoon competition.

At noon, the ten will take a short break.

In the morning, because there were too many people, the competition was held in groups, and no one came to preside over it except for the officials of the Privy Council and the Ministry of War, and a few general examiners named by the Holy Lord. But in the afternoon, it was different, in the afternoon, the saint and the prince would come to watch the ceremony in person and comment on the top three.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to get off the field for a while and get ready for the afternoon to welcome the holy car, a sharp roar suddenly came from the sidelines.

The voice was full of sorrow and cruelty, like a ghost howl from hell.

"What kind of sound is this...... "Many people were frightened, and they all looked at the place where the voice came from.

I saw a sturdy and tall man with a bare body on the edge of the school field, beating his chest with his hands and shouting to the sky.

His body is covered with various tattoos, looking weird and terrifying, and on his chest and back, there are red hideous scars, which are still vaguely recognizable, and they are the word "traitor".

"Isn't this the thief Weiqiao?" Many people are muttering in their hearts.

At the beginning, Yan Xiuyu used a spear as a pen on Wei Qiao's body and wrote two big characters, which has become a beautiful biography that people in Beijing talk about, and when they saw those two words, many people who didn't know Wei Qiao also knew his identity.

Wei Qiao's body was covered with dust, and his right shoulder was a big dark blue, high and swollen, and his right arm was also hanging weakly at his side, swaying strangely, obviously abolished.

There was dust and scars on his body, and two fresh wounds were added to his face, which was once as white as a crown of jade. The most conspicuous thing is that the corners of Wei Qiao's eyes are cracked, and the long two lines of blood and tears flowing from his eyes are held on his cheeks, rendering him like a demon.

Beside him, a young soldier took a few steps back in fright, stared at Wei Qiao, trembling twice, and sat on the ground with one butt.

"Mom, I ...... I just listened to the orders of the adults and shouted at you, don't kill me......" The little soldier was so frightened that he couldn't speak clearly.

On the school field, Wei Qiao's first battle was against a middle-aged warrior from Qingzhou, and he was knocked unconscious by a punch and defeated here, and he was not woken up until everyone was about to leave.

As soon as he woke up and realized what was going on, he immediately went berserk.

A general who had not yet left shouted angrily: "Wei Qiao, the Privy Council is heavy, Hugh is rampant!" After saying that, he casually picked up a gun on the sidelines and walked towards this side.

Many candidates who have not had time to leave have stopped looking here.

The little guy who followed Yan Xiuyu also looked curiously, but was slapped on the top of his head by Yan Xiuyu: "Look at it, why don't you go down and rest with your master!" ”

Wei Qiao's kung fu is not weak, but under the middle-aged warrior in Qingzhou, he was defeated in less than forty moves, and the kung fu of the middle-aged warrior can be seen. There must be deception in this.

In addition, a few nights ago, a court official came to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Yanwang's Mansion, quietly met Yan Xiuyu, and persuaded Yan Xiuyu to fight against Wei Qiao in the first game and beat Wei Qiao down.

Yan Xiuyu was not interested in this kind of black-box operation trick, and refused on the spot.

But it is impossible for the court to die, Wei Qiao, a chaotic minister and thief, will never let him get a ranking in the competition, before the military department exam, the paper is pasted and corrected, it is not good to do tricks, but if you want to play the competition, you can only sigh if you lose. Unable to persuade Yan Xiuyu, they turned to persuade other masters.

Wei Qiao and the second prince and the party led into the Zhou, causing ten rooms and nine empty rooms in Qingzhou, the Qingzhou warrior who defeated Wei Qiao, his hatred for Wei Qiao is not comparable to others, not to mention that the court promised him other benefits, of course he agreed.

Although human life has its own merits, it is possible to meet the future champion in the first game.

But when he competed with Wei Qiao, the warrior was ruthless, did not pay attention to demeanor at all, repeatedly violated the rules of the competition, and the military attache who was watching from the sidelines turned a blind eye and didn't care at all.

What's more, the Qingzhou warrior had already had a chance to defeat him several times, but he gave up temporarily, and finally chose to break his right arm, and his heart can be punished!

Because, in a few days, it will be a serious liberal arts examination. Wei Qiao lost his right hand, how to write?

For Wei Qiao, whose right hand was broken, the liberal arts examination has lost its meaning, he hates, he resents, he is angry!

This Da Zhou killed his whole family, and now, with despicable means, he has taken away the fame he wants to get seriously!

At this moment, a spear waved, and it was the general who arrived.

This general has been on the battlefield for a long time, and he uses a spear very well, and with a few efforts, he can restrain the embarrassed guard with only one hand.

"Get out!" The general scolded Wei Qiao coldly, as if he was scolding a dog.

At this point, Wei Qiao had nothing to say.

He turned desolate and walked towards the outside of the field, his broken right arm swaying lonely in a small mechanical arc at his side.

"I'm Weiqiao...... I defend the ...... Today's great revenge will be avenged! Wei Qiao resentfully stared at the direction of the palace under the scorching midday sun, and scolded in a low voice from his throat.

Before today, the rumor that Wei Qiao, who was still in Beijing, was going to win the civil and military champions, suddenly became a joke.

Everyone knows that Wei Qiao, who ruthlessly said that he wanted to be the champion of the double department, not only was defeated in the first game of the martial arts examination, but also broke his arm, and he couldn't even participate in the liberal arts examination.

The second prince, who swaggered through the market and guaranteed Wei Qiao, was also depressed.

Within a few days, the liberal arts examination was also on the right day, and the previous martial arts examination was only the opening dish, and it was just a few days after the scenery, and it was suddenly suppressed by the liberal arts examination.

The opening of the exam and the release of the results are a very painful wait for the candidates. But from an outsider's point of view, it's just a blink of an eye.

As soon as the exam rankings were announced, Yan Qingge in the deep palace got the news that Le Xuan had fallen off the list!

It's incredible.

Yan Qingge thought that Le Xuan's level could not pass the top three, and he could also get a jinshi within a hundred, what was wrong?

But she was in the deep palace, and she couldn't communicate with Le Xuan face-to-face, so she could only be depressed in her heart.

Ruyi looked at Yan Qingge's appearance of pulling the veil, and said with a smile: "Miss, when my uncle took the martial champion, you didn't move at all. The young master of the table is not on the list, you are in a hurry like this, my uncle knows, don't complain about your partiality. ”

Yan Qingge was stunned by what she said.

When Yan Xiuyu won the champion, she was not unhappy, but she was not happy.

She already knew that Yan Xiuyu would definitely get the ranking, the top three in the martial arts department, the champion, Tanhua, and Bangyan, there would definitely be a place for Yan Xiuyu. Because she had expected it for a long time, of course, the joy was not as big as Le Xuan's falling off the list out of thin air.

But Ruyi's words, what Yan Qingge thought of was far from being as simple as it seemed.

She couldn't help but secretly wonder, who did she think of Yan Xiuyu as her own?

They grew up together, know each other very well, and are always there for each other in each other's life events. Come hand in hand all the way, familiar with each other, like familiar with your own left and right hands. Yan Xiuyu Zhongwu Champion, gave her the feeling that she had embroidered a peerless embroidery by herself, with a sense of accomplishment, but not so excited that she cheered.

When she was designed by the prince to be accepted into the palace to participate in the draft, her first thought at that time was that if she wanted to get married, she would choose Yan Xiuyu.

The emperor's marriage made the two of them an unmarried couple, and at that time, she was not more ashamed and expectant, but a sense of stability like the dust settled.

Perhaps, just like Ruyi said unintentionally, her feelings for Yan Xiuyu are similar to those of Le Xuan, more like family.

This kind of feeling is too familiar to Yan Qingge.

Isn't it the same between her last life and Zhu Mao?

She planned everything for Zhu Mao, was proud of Zhu Mao's achievements, and panicked for Zhu Mao's setbacks, because the person who was really doing those things was her, and Zhu Mao was just a fruit eater.

She learned in Qingzhou that Yan Xiuyu was likely to die, and she was determined to avenge him - why, she couldn't think of being martyred and going with him?

In ancient times, there were tails hugging pillars, and Empress E's daughter was thrown into the river. There are also poems: The mountains are edgeless, the heaven and the earth are together, and they dare to be with the king.

The love between men and women, and family affection, are so different!

Could it be that between her and Yan Xiuyu, only one small step has been taken on the old road between her and Zhu Mao, and they are still circling in the circle of family affection.

Seeing that Yan Qingge's face was getting paler and paler, and in his usually bright eyes, there was an extreme panic with frost, Ruyi didn't know what was wrong with Yan Qingge, so he hurriedly shook Yan Qingge and said, "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Yan Qingge was full of sorrow, but she couldn't tell anyone, she slowly shook her head: "No...... It's nothing! ”

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(Tianjin)