[It was the duty of the Son of Heaven to lead them, but now he has taken his place, which is disturbing. 】

Half a month later.

The top five martial artists of the martial arts conference arrived in the capital as scheduled, and they were arranged into the same inn, and after several people met, they just nodded their heads and did not talk much.

Shen Yile was very surprised: Zhiqi was beaten to a bloody blur at that time, and his nose and face were swollen for a few days, and it was only half a month later, his scars had recovered, and he couldn't see the previous tragic situation at all, and Yaxiu was still tired and unwilling to face Zhiqi.

"Hey, childish. Shen Yile felt that he was unfamiliar with life, and he was barely an acquaintance, so he called his name in the lounge.

"What's wrong?" he said, holding a book he bought from the street.

"Did you eat something, the injury healed so quickly. She held out her right hand, and there was a thin scab from the laceration of the blade.

He definitely wouldn't tell Shen Yile the secret of the cure, but said perfunctorily but seriously: "Maybe I'm the kind of physique that gets beaten!"

"Really, fake. Shen Yile was skeptical.

"Really. ”

The two of them were the only ones left in the lounge, and the others were probably going to prepare for the naming ceremony in the afternoon. She asked in a low voice, "Have you heard about Chen Jian recently?"

"Chen Jian?" Huang Fuqing seemed to have hinted that Miss Shen was interested in Chen Jian. Dugu Linqi shook his head: "No, there is no news." ”

He had a feeling that Chen Jian had already come to the capital, and maybe he would have handed over the phonograph urn to the princess a long time ago. But is he really right to do this? Princess Tinglian can seize the throne in the power struggle of intrigue, she is not simple, maybe she will take advantage of Wudang and Zhang Shenghan to make a big fuss and burn the fire to the martial arts.

Dugu Linqi sighed. He already has nothing to desire for martial arts, and it is enough to see Shen Shuoxia.

"That's ......" Shen Yile felt empty in his heart. She and Chen Jian don't have much friendship, but they always have unforgettable encounters.

The shouting drew her to look out the window.

The capital is full of people, the figures are shaking, and it is busy and peaceful, and for the warriors who live in a simple place, such a prosperous scene can be described as unseen.

The city was littered with well-organized soldiers, dressed in armor, watching the movements of the people – strict surveillance began at the beginning of last month, when His Majesty personally put on a bronze crown for the leader of the martial arts tournament, and the defense of the capital became especially important.

Zuo Wei led Zhang Kezhao to sit in the forbidden army mansion.

In terms of duties, he was originally only responsible for the protection of the East Palace, but the royal family was not at ease with the forbidden army, which was subordinate to the imperial court, but not to the royal family, so he sent Zhang Kezhao to temporarily take over all security matters. For the imperial court, this is a simple personnel transfer, but Zhang Kezhao is full of sadness, no matter how familiar he is with the capital, how can the huge city be completely dispatched by one person? There have been martial arts conferences in the past, but His Majesty has received warriors in front of the palace, who knows what kind of wind the Son of Heaven has in his head this year, and he actually asked to go to the platform to hold the crown ceremony, and as a result, the security work has become an unprecedented emergency.

Zhang Kezhao learned two months ago that he was going to take over the security work, and since then, he has been reluctant to study the entrances and exits and streets of the capital day and night, and he is familiar with every road and even every shop, for fear that there will be the slightest mistake. Although he was emaciated, he finally designed the capital security network to be leaky. During this time, he also continued to train the Praetorian Army and the Praetorian Guard, so that everyone was 100% nervous and must not travel to the pool!

I've heard that many soldiers have a lot of grudges against him, but he can't help it. The platform is far away from the territory of the forbidden army, if it is ambushed there, the Son of Heaven is in danger, so every step of the movement is quite important, he has prepared a number of plans, even if someone drops the chain halfway, he can quickly make up for it, but he didn't tell anyone about this. He didn't want anyone to be lazy.

Zhang Kezhao looked at the sixteen guards standing in front of him.

It was the duty of the Son of Heaven to lead them, but now he has taken his place, which is disturbing.

"I repeat," he said tirelessly, "the Lanyue Platform is outside the Xianjiao Ridge, and the only road leading to the Lanyue Pavilion is this," he gestured on the map.

"There are mountains on both sides, and we must make sure that no one goes up the mountain, not even our soldiers! After that, there is the arrangement of the platform: the southern army sent 300 men to surround the south of the platform, and the northern army sent 300 men to surround the north side. The selected guards have been carefully screened by us, all of them are dressed in sacrificial clothes and do not wear weapons, and in the event of an accident, they will protect the Son of Heaven with their physical bodies. ”

The last sentence was addressed to the titular Taibao.

Taibao nodded.

"After that, there is the woodland in the east and west of the platform, and there are 1,000 elite soldiers hidden on each side, absolutely hidden. "The platform is a sacred place of worship, and it is disrespectful for a soldier to appear in armor, so he can only hide in an unseen place. "The platform is the commanding height of Xianjiaoling, but people have been sent to guard the higher places nearby. ”

Zhang Kezhao stared at the hourglass that was about to run out on the side: "Finally, I would like to remind you that although the platform is flat all around, it is impossible to hide a large number of troops, but we must not relax our vigilance! In previous years, the Son of Heaven sacrificed to the platform, and the forbidden army had nearly four months to prepare and arrange, but we only had a short month, and I believe that everyone who has experienced a hundred battles has already understood the difference. ”

He changed his tone solemnly: "Let's go." ”

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The battle of the Son of Heaven is very large, and the ancient book says that "the tiger is subdued, and the dragon head is yoke" is confirming this scene.

There was not a speck of dust on the wide jade pavement, and an hour before the soldiers had swept it over and over again with spring water from the mountains. The four gold-saddled sweat horses dragged the jade chariot smoothly, and every step of the horse's legs was full of nobility and dignity, and they seemed to realize that they were pulling the noblest man in the world forward. The silver-encrusted horses' hooves knock on the ground of jade that many people have worked hard for all their lives to never get an inch of jade, and the melodious sound of tinkling dong is an ode to supreme authority.

As the jade chariot gradually moved forward, the orchestra that saw the right time played a loud song.

Zhang Kezhao squatted in the forest to the north, using the mirror brought by the Western Regions to see things in the distance.

I don't know how much money was spent on the platform, but it must be the most magnificent altar since the establishment of the Western Dynasty. It has 277 steps, sits in the north and faces south, the whole is square, and there is a high platform for the Son of Heaven to rest on the platform, the high platform is completely made of stone, and the craftsmen use ingenious techniques to embed the dragon made of pure gold into the stone platform. The dragon seemed to fly out of the stone, entrenched at the feet of the Son of Heaven, docile and majestic, its lifelike face made it feel like it would let out a deafening dragon groan at any moment, and there were many dragons flying in the clouds, they lingered around the platform, as if they were in the clouds.

Behind the platform is a natural spring, which is the key reason why the platform is located here. Once the temperature rises and the mist rises, the place becomes like a wonderland.

Jade Wheel stopped.

With the support of others, the little emperor stepped down from the very high jade bridle, followed by Princess Tilting Lotus, and then came out of the wooden chariot behind the important ministers.

I'm so old, and I have to climb so many steps. Zhang Kezhao couldn't help but pity those gray-haired ministers.

A series of sacred ceremonies were held in front of the steps, but Zhang Kezhao was not interested, and he continued to observe other places. After a series of tedious processes, they finally took the first step.

The group walked up slowly, even if some people were out of breath, they didn't dare to stop, and no one wanted to be behind in front of everyone.

About half a moment later, they successfully boarded the platform, the figure of the little emperor was already very small, almost a point, the wind on the high platform was very strong, Zhang Kezhao felt that the little emperor would be blown away, fortunately, this matter did not belong to the category of defense. If this happens, who will be blamed by the imperial family?

Zhang Kezhao thought thoughtlessly.