"Ah, dear Lord Tang Jie, look, this is a portrait of my young lady, you see, how beautiful my young lady is, even the flowers blooming at the foot of Mount Kiliroza can't compare to the appearance of my young lady, aren't you tempted?" A middle-aged man in a beautiful aristocratic costume, bent over, respectful, and smiling beside Tang Jie, holding an open oil painting scroll in his hand, on which a noble woman with a moving figure and beautiful appearance was painted.

Tang Jie sat on the edge of the bed, his upper body was almost wrapped with white bandages, and the whole person looked like a mummy, but he was muscular, and his upper body curved and powerful, even if he was wrapped in a white cloth and looked like he was seriously ill, his muscle lines still made people feel a terrible power hidden in them.

Some imperial ladies who were bold enough to come to visit Tang Jie's condition in person boldly looked at Tang Jie's appearance, and then whispered and laughed with their partners.

Tang Jie looked at the people in this room with a sluggish expression, he had just woken up from a coma, and saw such a group of people breaking into the room, like pimps pulling prostitutes into the kiln, desperately selling the daughters of their respective families, this inexplicable strange situation really made Tang Jie's second monk puzzled.

Tang Jie didn't have time to look at the person in front of him, but his eyes swept around, but he saw that he was in a spacious and comfortable bedroom, surrounded by bright windows, window grilles and reliefs with a rich and elegant Baroque style, especially the oil paintings hanging high on the wall, which were portraits of emperors, looking like portraits of Kriza XVI in middle age.

"Why didn't I die, I'm still in the palace?" Tang Jie's last memory was that after he used the "Great Hurricane, Dragon and Tiger Dance", he fell into darkness, and he didn't know what he had done after that.

As for how he ended up in this place, and who saved him, a big question mark appeared in his heart.

But compared to these questions, what made him feel even more inexplicable and surprised was what this group of pimps dressed like Sven was here for?

If it had been normal, Tang Jie had just woken up when he was buzzed by a group of people, and he would have roared in one voice and threw them all out with one hand.

But this group of people is full of smiles on their faces, as the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person when you reach out, Tang Jie himself is not a domineering and rude man, and now that the situation is unknown, he is not easy to attack.

It's just that after the middle-aged man in front of him finished speaking, a few people dressed as servants next to him crowded in, handed over the picture scroll in their hands, and shouted one after another: "Lord Tang Jie, I am the marriage envoy of the Xiut family, Luo Teyier, and I have come to propose ...... to you."

"Oh, don't talk so much nonsense, Master Tang Jie, come, take a look at the portrait of my young lady......"

"Bastard, you don't talk about the rules, it's clear that I said it first!"

"What, I don't follow the rules? A little servant of the Hut family dares to talk to our Egendaz family so arrogantly? Our Egendaz family is a high nobleman, and it is different from those inferior nobles! An inferior nobleman dares to talk to a high nobleman like this, where is your etiquette?"

"It's just a strong argument! What about even the high nobles? Don't you understand the principle of first come, first come?"

These people were arguing, and Tang Jie felt that his room was like a group of quarking ducks, and his head was buzzing, making him dizzy.

Tang Jie raised his hand, wanting to stop this group of people, but now he was wrapped in bandages, and as soon as he raised his hand, he could feel a sharp pain coming, like countless sharp knives cutting back and forth, and the pain made him almost faint again.

His eyes were darkened with pain, but he heard a deep voice in the crowd shouting, "What are you talking about? Don't look at what kind of place this is!

Everyone looked at it, but saw that this was an old man with white hair, this old man's face was full of reserve and pride, his hair was combed back without any mess, just looking at his appearance had the demeanor of a noble old butler.

When these noisy people saw this old man, they immediately fell silent, because he represented a famous general in the imperial capital, Hannibal, who was stationed in the port of Kunisque with 100,000 heavy troops, and was an important player in defending the important port and defending the imperial capital.

Not only that, Hannibal himself was able to fight well, rarely defeated, and had a very high prestige and status in the imperial capital, and Prince Cork and Prince Fernandez did everything they could to win him over.

The old butler of General Hannibal, whose name was Tulum, was as soon as he spoke, and his own calm and elegant aristocratic bearing, combined with the powerful background behind him, immediately shocked the buzzing and noisy retinue.

The scene suddenly fell silent, and some of the entourage saw Tulun walking forward slowly, walked in front of them, and muttered one after another: "The battle is overwhelming, does General Hannibal also want to fight with us?"

When these words were whispered, the entourage of the other families next to him suddenly became angry, and said with a low laugh: "That is, General Hannibal doesn't look at what his daughter looks like, can he come out to meet people?"

After saying this, a burst of laughter suddenly sounded.

This proposal was not Hannibal's daughter's idea, but he was deeply shocked by Tang Jie's bravery after watching the gladiatorial fights in the gladiatorial arena, and he returned to his mansion, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this black-haired guy was amazing, especially his age was the same as his son, but he looked at his sons, although they were also nobles and heroes, but compared with that person, they were too far behind.

As the saying goes, goods are better than goods have to be thrown away, and people have to die more than people. The more Hannibal thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, and he slapped the table and sighed, "Why don't I have such a son?"

As soon as he finished saying this, the housekeeper who had been following him for many years answered: "There is no such son, it is not bad to have another son-in-law like this!"

Hannibal slapped his thigh suddenly, and no matter how ugly his daughter looked, he shouted, "Yes!

So the old butler came in a carriage.

What Hannibal wanted, others also wanted, such things were exactly the same as the major families in the imperial capital.

It's just that more families are because after the daughter of their respective families witnessed Tang Jie's bravery in the gladiatorial arena, they returned home with a spring of heart, and they proposed the idea of proposing marriage to their parents at home, and this idea coincided with the thoughts in their parents' hearts.

Who doesn't want to have such a good-looking, skilled, terrifying, and powerful son-in-law in their family? What's more, this guy is not on either side of the two parties in the imperial capital now, and once the family loses in the struggle for power and throne in the imperial capital, then in the future, they can also take their family wealth and follow their "son-in-law" to the sea, and it is also good to be a carefree king of the sea.

These people's wishful thinking was shrewd, and all the thoughts of "begging for a son-in-law" appeared on their faces, as if they were carved out with a knife.

If it weren't for Tang Jie's strong strength, and his own powerful power, he was famous all over the world, and he was definitely not an idle person, they would have unceremoniously tied him up, put him in their own carriage, and pulled him directly into their own lady's boudoir, poured a bowl of aphrodisiacs, and then stripped them naked and threw them on the bed.

This kind of thing is not uncommon in the imperial capital, if these families want to grow and develop, they must continue to absorb fresh blood from the outside world, and once they find excellent young talents, and they have no background, then they will unceremoniously grab people and strike first.

After a night of romance, the robbed young talents became the new nobles of the imperial capital, and since then they have gotten rid of their previous identities, although they were forcibly married, but the vast majority of them are also happy to do so, and there is no superfluous gossip.

It's just that when these families are robbing people, they often rush together, causing some funny conflicts, such as the farce in front of them.

"Dear Lord Tang Jie, please allow me to introduce myself to you, my name is Rabraham, and I am the butler of General Hannibal......" Rabraham respectfully gave a noble salute, and his posture was so elegant that it was pleasing to the eye.

Tang Jie looked at the old man in front of him with a strange face, after these people made a lot of noise, he also figured out a little something, he asked, "Are you here to propose?"

Rabela rarely saw Tang Jie on the road like this, and a smile appeared on his face: "Yes, Lord Tang Jie, you not only have the body of a lion and the strength of a god, but you also have a smart and wise mind......

"Okay, okay......" Tang Jie hurriedly stopped the old man in front of him from touting and patting the horse, "Don't say it, you said that I have goosebumps, I can't stand it." Can you tell me where the hell is this? What time is it? How long have I been unconscious? Why am I okay? Am I not fighting the sword saint Anthony? Who won?"

Rabraham owes and says, "This is the palace of His Highness Luther, and the gladiatorial battle between you and the sword saint Antony happened yesterday......"

"Yesterday, then I woke up so quickly?" Tang Jie's face was full of surprise, "I lost that gladiatorial fight?"

Rabraham glanced at Tang Jie deeply, and thought: If you lose, will we nod and bow down here? Although he thought so, there was a look of reverence on his face: "No, of course you won!"

"Huh?" Tang Jie gasped, the whole person was in a state of stagnation, he couldn't believe that he had won.

Although he has always had a fanatical heart to win in the battle, but now after all, the battle is over, and Tang Jie is a person, when he fights, he is a posture, and after the battle, he is another posture, and the appearance before and after is very different.

Especially Tang Jie is now sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, and his stupid appearance makes everyone in this room involuntarily think: Is this stupid-faced guy really the brave and invincible pirate in the gladiatorial arena?

Tang Jie came to his senses for a while, and he asked after eating, "Then, I won, why am I in this place?"

Rabraham said, "After Lord Anthony himself admitted that he had lost, he took you out of the Colosseum and then to His Highness Luther's palace to rest in peace. My master, General Hannibal, sent me to offer condolences because he was concerned about your health, and when I came here, I heard from the attendants that you were awake, so I took the liberty of disturbing you......"

"I see...... Tang Jie just explained a question, but another question popped up again, "But, why does the Sword Master want to help me?"

Others may not know, but Tang Jie himself knows very well, in the fifth gladiatorial battle, from the beginning of the sword saint Anthony was letting him go, although this guy was testing his limit, but he never used all his strength to deal with himself, if he was like the first time he met in the palace, he released the realm realm on the first side, and used all his strength to deal with himself, I am afraid that he is not sitting on the edge of the bed now, but lying in the tomb.

For this question, of course Tang Jie would not be stupid enough to ask on the spot, he was silent for a while, and then raised his head and asked, "But why do you want to propose marriage? Moreover, there are still so many people?"

Labraham opened his mouth, and was about to speak, when he heard someone shouting behind him: "Lord Tang Jie, because my young lady Elizabeth admires your heroism very much and wants to marry you!"

As soon as this person spoke, the others also made a commotion, this one introduced the situation of his own family, the other introduced the name and appearance of his young lady, and some bold imperial ladies simply shouted to Tang Jie to show their love, and for a while, the room was immediately chaotic like a busy city.

Rabraham turned around and shouted, "Quiet!!"

Labraham was as thin as a bamboo pole, but the shout was loud enough to overpower the others. Rabraham glared at the retinue of the various families and said, "What does it look like to be noisy and noisy, and are there any rules?"

Although these people have always been shocked by his momentum and the background behind him, the matter in front of him is not trivial, not only related to the personal prospects of these slaves and followers, but also related to the future development and power of the family behind them, how can they allow Rabraham to be in the limelight in front alone?

"Rules? The so-called rules mean that whoever is the oldest and the loudest should listen to whom?" said a yin and yang voice in the crowd.

"That is, although General Hannibal is highly respected, but our General Zakun is not an unknown person, why are you Rabraham talking nonsense and commanding all of us here? You must know that we came much earlier than you!"

"Yes, yes, General Hannibal's dominance has long been a matter of one or two days, and today, as expected, we will report his unreasonable dominance to His Majesty the Emperor and let him come to the Holy Judge!"

This chaotic group of people was noisy for a while, although it was messy, but Tang Jie finally heard the name call, and he suddenly understood: It turned out that after he broke through the ghost gate in the gladiatorial arena, he suddenly jumped from a death row prisoner to become a fragrant bun in the eyes of everyone.

Tang Jie couldn't help but think of himself as a guest at the celebration of Princess Angel's entry into the city a few days ago, but a few days later, he was trapped in a cage because he was plotted to be imprisoned, and he fought bloodily in the gladiatorial arena for survival, and almost died, but now he was in the splendid palace, surrounded by a group of noble slaves nodding to him.

In just a few days, the ups and downs of life are really nothing more than this!

Looking at the group of people in front of him arguing and arguing, Tang Jie suddenly sighed a little embarrassed: This is the world where the strong are respected...... If they are a weak person, these people are afraid that they will not even look at themselves, how can they be like pimps who desperately sell their own young lady to themselves like now?

But sigh to sigh, but the situation in front of him is obviously a bit of an uncontrollable posture, Rabraham is surrounded by a group of people, you attack me word by word: "General Hannibal gave birth to such an ugly daughter, is he embarrassed to propose? His daughter is as black as coal, what is the difference between him and the slaves in the southern continent?"

"That is, my Miss Uni, whose skin is as white as the snow on the top of Mount Kiliroza, and whose voice is as beautiful as the song of a lark......"

"Bah, you're embarrassed to mention Uni's incomplete musicality? Last time, my Miss Solomon said that even the deaf would be scared to death when Miss Uni opened her mouth to sing!"

"Petros, you bastard, I provoked you, what are you doing if you can't get along with me? Your Miss Solomon sings well, but your lady's waist is as thick as a beer keg, why don't you say it?"

......

When this group of people attacked Rabraham, they were still tearing each other down, Tang Jie was dizzy when he listened to it, he had just woken up, and the injuries on his body were not good, he couldn't speak loudly, he couldn't have too many body movements, and there was no way to control the situation.

Seeing that this group of people was getting more and more noisy, and their mouths were not noisy enough, they began to pull and pull, and after pulling for a while, it turned into an all-martial arts.

Tang Jie was dumbfounded, is this really the Imperial Palace? Are these people really nobles who are deeply educated in etiquette? How did they get in? Why is there no one to take care of this mess here?

Tang Jie sat on the edge of the bed, watching the room be in a mess, and the servants of some aristocratic forces who were already hostile to each other were fighting together, fists and feet, you steal the heart with one move, and I steal the peach with one move, and the fight is very happy.

Tang Jie secretly complained to himself and shouted: "Hey, hey, don't fight, be quiet! It's already an exaggeration for so many people to come together to propose marriage, as for fighting? Get out of here and fight!"

But he couldn't speak loudly, he wanted to raise his breath and shout, but as soon as he lifted his breath, he felt that his chest was suffocating, and he couldn't breathe, just like someone's hammer smashed into his chest, so that his eyes were full of gold stars.

Tang Jie clutched his chest, bent over and gasped, as soon as he bent down, he felt a sound of wind above his head, and then with a crisp sound, a vase flew over his head, fell to the ground, and fell to pieces.

Tang Jie was taken aback, I'm damn, I'm still moving the guy! Fortunately, this is not my place, I don't feel sorry if I break something!

He really had no way to stop this group of people, so he had to dodge back and forth in the "hidden weapons" flying everywhere, and there was a clanging sound in the house, and almost all the things that could be picked up and smashed were thrown by these angry noble servants.

Tang Jie looked at it from the side and felt unbelievable and incredible, but in fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon in the imperial capital, some wealthy nobles in the imperial capital in order to grab an excellent son-in-law, add a lot of money to their own family, and strengthen their power, several powerful people fight in the street, and even fight to death, that is a very normal thing, as long as it doesn't make a fuss, even the emperor turns a blind eye and never asks.

Tang Jie dodged all kinds of "hidden weapons" flying around in the room, seeing that this farce was escalating, these people finished throwing things, and they began to move the guys with real knives and guns, and I really don't know how the palace guards let these guys bring weapons in?

Seeing that the inside of this house suddenly became a sword and a sword, Tang Jie felt a burst of shock, although there was no one in this group of people who wanted to murder him, but the sword had no eyes, these guys were not faking a fight, if they accidentally injured or even killed themselves by mistake, it would be a big joke!

I've fought all five levels, do I want to die in this place?

But what he didn't know was that these entourage slaves were really fighting, but the weapons they carried with them were all unbladed, although they didn't kill people, but they were enough to break people's bones.

Tang Jie watched in a daze as the servants in the room fought with their respective family's weapons carved with special and exquisite patterns, and he felt that this place was much more terrifying than the gladiatorial arena he had fought in before!

However, in this huge room, what made Tang Jie cry and laugh was that he actually saw that the weapons in the hands of some of the entourages of some families were actually the "nunchucks" he had used in the gladiatorial arena, and some people simply had a knife in one hand and a sword in the other, dancing with two knives!

Damn, don't be so exaggerated, right?

Tang Jie didn't know that a battle with the Sword Master in the gladiatorial arena had caused a sensation in the entire high society of Garcia, especially his wonderful use of various weapons that made countless people fall for it, and countless people went back that night to recall Tang Jie's heroic appearance in the gladiatorial arena while practicing various weapons.

Among the various weapons that Tang Jie once used, the most popular ones were spears, chain flails (nunchucks), and double knives. These weapons, with the spear is the most difficult to practice, as the saying goes, the moon stick knife is a lifelong gun, without a long period of obscenity, it is impossible to practice the big iron gun well, let alone use the spear to pick up a thousand-pound carriage like Tang Jie.

Therefore, among these weapons, what instantly spread throughout Garcia were the chain flail and the double knife, and even some women who admired martial arts couldn't help but fiddle twice, Tang Jie's wonderful use of these two weapons made them refreshed: Ah, it turns out that this weapon can still be used like this!

The master of his own house is so fanatical about these weapons, as a servant, of course, he also relies on the gourd to draw a scoop, and has urgently made some of these weapons and wore them on his body, so as to show off and show off.

Tang Jie saw this noble servant in front of him like this, he only followed his master to see how Tang Jie used this weapon in the gladiatorial arena yesterday, and he brought it with him today, even he didn't expect to really use this weapon.

He held it in his hand, where would he use it? I had to imagine Tang Jie's actions at that time, and waved it a few times, but the nunchuck was the easiest thing to hurt himself, he just waved it twice, and then smashed it on his head, and suddenly the blood flowed, his eyes rolled over, and he fell down.

Standing in front of him wielding a double knife saw him like this, he couldn't straighten his waist with a smile, he waved the double knife in his triumphant hand, but he hit a person, but it was his companion, fortunately, the blade did not open, almost accidentally injured his own people, he himself was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he apologized again and again.

But he was apologizing, when suddenly his head shook, and a heavy object fell on his head, and the man turned his head to look, but saw the person who had just wielded the nunchuck standing in front of him with a bloody face, laughing at himself.

Tang Jie watched such a farce continue to happen in front of him, he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't, he covered his forehead with his hand, and sighed vigorously: Forehead drop God, what's going on!

He sighed for a moment, but saw Prince Luthor hiding behind the stone pillars of the corridor in the distance, rolling on the floor laughing as he watched the room become gruel.

When Tang Jie saw this guy, he was angry.

These guys must have been put in by this bastard, and if he can stop them, am I here like this?

But what Tang Jie didn't know was that Prince Luthor had no power and status in the palace at all, although any of the slaves here had much lower status than him, but in terms of real power, no matter which slave could make Prince Luthor deflated. Although these domestic servants have a humble status, they represent the major forces and major families of the empire, and they are more arrogant than the other on weekdays, these people want to break into his palace to see Tang Jie, where does Prince Luthor dare to stop them?

Tang Jie didn't know this, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, looking around, but seeing an overturned teacup lying next to his bed, Tang Jie didn't think about it, gritted his teeth, endured the pain, picked it up and threw it at Luther.

At this time, a voice came from the noisy crowd: "Stop it!"

This voice was like a spring thunder, which shook everyone's bodies and looked at it in unison.

This hope startled them, this person was none other than the Duke of Tareras!

The Duke of Tareras personally came to the door for his daughter's daughter, but what he never expected was that as soon as he roared, he shook the audience, and saw a teacup fly over the crowd and towards his head.

At that moment, all the scufflers looked at the Duke of Tareras in amazement, watching a red envelope quickly swell on his forehead, and then slowly fell backwards......

With a "poof", everyone looked at the Duke of Tareras after he fell, and then looked at Tang Jie, who was also stunned.

Tang Jie stammered and looked at Tareras who fell to the ground, Damn, how could this be?

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The update is very late, but for the sake of it, it is a 7,000-word chapter update, and you can forgive me!