Chapter Fifty-Six: The Mutation of the Capital
Ye Boyu and the other three looked back at the same time, only to see an entourage running outside the door, who ran out of breath, and shouted loudly at the door: "Childe, there is something big to see." ”
"What's the matter? When Meng Yao heard that something was wrong, she hurriedly asked.
The attendant took a breath before he said: "It is rumored outside that today in the Taimiao martial arts arena in front of the Taimiao, there will be a martial arts competition, and it is said that people from all over the country will come to the competition." ”
"Ah, there is such a lively event?" Meng Yao suddenly came to her senses, "Come on, when is the competition?"
"It is said to be the end of the day. The attendant said busily.
When Meng Yao heard this, she hurriedly turned around and said to Ye Boyu and Wang Baiqin: "Hurry up, go quickly, it's already noon, and it's too late to be late." ”
Under the urging of Meng Yao, Wang Baiqin didn't have time to Zhang Luo, he stood up and left, Ye Boyu was also fine, just followed, as soon as the three of them left the house, someone had already prepared three high-headed horses, and the three of them got on the horse and went straight to the Taimiao martial arts arena in Dongcheng.
The Taimiao martial arts arena is separated from Wang Baiqin's mansion by three streets, and the three of them rode a good horse that was selected from a hundred miles, and they rushed to Taimiao in a short time.
Before they arrived at the Taimiao, the three of them were blocked by the flow of people, not to mention horseback riding, even it was difficult for people to walk. The three of them had no choice but to dismount, take the horse in their hands, and squeeze inside.
After squeezing in for dozens of steps, squeezed into the front of the crowd, and couldn't squeeze in anymore, there were three layers of ironclad soldiers standing side by side in the front row, all of them were knives out of their sheaths, arrows were wound, and the armor was clearly surrounded by water. Meng Yao quarreled with an ironclad army for a long time, and she didn't let her move forward half a step, so the three of them had to give up and stand behind the ironclad army to watch the excitement.
In front of it was an open field with a circle of more than a mile, and there were more than a dozen columns standing neatly in the field, each column was dozens of people, all riding high-headed horses, and all dressed in military uniforms. Due north is a high stand, in the center of the stand is a yellow gold Luo umbrella cover of several zhang size, hanging down eight Yingluo, the end is extraordinary. There are swords, guns, swords and halberds on both sides, and the guards with clear banners are tight. At that time, there were clear hierarchies, and the only one who dared to use the yellow umbrella cover could only be the current Saint Yuan Huizong.
Unexpectedly, the saints came to the martial arts arena today, Ye Boyu couldn't help but come to the spirit, and took a closer look. The stands are 100 zhang away from the venue, and ordinary people naturally can't see it clearly, but for Ye Boyu, it is not difficult. Swept his eyes, only to see that under the golden umbrella, there was a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe with a Chinese character face, not angry and arrogant, it was the current saint Yuan Huizong who was properly Timur, Ye Boyu noticed that Yuan Huizong had a faint majestic divine dragon breath on his body, and blocked his divine thoughts from his body, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, it is the true son of heaven, the divine dragon protects the body, and he can't get close to this little Tao." ”
Looking left and right, there was an old lama with a yellow hat and a red robe, a fat head and big ears sitting on both sides of Yuan Huizong, with a solemn appearance, Ye Boyu's dark eyes couldn't see any mana changes, but Ye Boyu knew that it was definitely not an ordinary person who could sit next to the saint, and the only explanation was that his cultivation was far lower than these two lamas, and his divine thoughts couldn't get close to him at all.
In fact, these two old lamas are the two national teachers of Yuan Huizong, Pasipa and Bilba, these two national teachers are the leaders of today's Lamaism, and their cultivation has long reached the realm of returning to the void, and in Lamaism, they are living Buddhas.
Further out, sitting is the first minister of today, the right prime minister of Zhongshu Province. If you take off and go out, you will be a famous minister and general in the DPRK.
Just when Ye Boyu was considering, a military general with a big waist stood up under the stands, holding the holy decree in his hand, and read it out loud, to the effect that in accordance with the will of the saint today, the national martial champion selection competition was selected here today to select good generals for the court. People of the country, no matter what their status, as long as they are over 16 years old, can participate in the martial champion selection competition, and those who have won five consecutive games will be selected as martial arts champions, and those who can overcome the whole audience will be selected as martial champions, and the DPRK will be reused.
The imperial examination of the Yuan Dynasty was not prosperous, the status of the Han people was low, and they were designated as third-class and fourth-class people, and the Mongolian nobles were in charge on weekdays, so how could they have the opportunity to get ahead. All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion inside and outside the venue, and people were buzzing.
The military general pressed his hands, signaled everyone to silence, and waited for everyone to stop talking, before picking up a golden flag, waving his hand, and three cannons rang out, and the martial champion conference officially began.
Ye Boyu and the other three knew it late, in fact, the martial champion conference had already been announced to the world more than ten days ago, so today, the heroes of all counties and counties came to compete for this martial champion.
While thinking, two horses had been snatched out of the field, one with a mace and the other with a double hammer, not to mention the two horses, the two horses intersected, and the two fought together. Ye Boyu looked at it for a while, and saw that the two of them made great moves, but they were all ordinary tricks, not people who cultivated the truth, so they didn't see it in their eyes, and their eyes just swirled around the dozen or so people in the stands.
Wang Baiqin and Meng Yao saw it, and the two shouted loudly, cheering for the generals in the field. After fighting like this for a few hours, you came and went in the venue, and more than a dozen pairs of generals were replaced, but they were all ordinary generals, and there was nothing special about them.
Ye Boyu was looking bored, seeing that another general was defeated, and retreated, the one who stayed on the field had already won four people in a row, and seeing that one more person was a martial artist, this person had a three-pavilion knife flying up and down, and his martial arts were outstanding, and no one dared to challenge him for a while.
Just as the man was showing off his might, suddenly a black war horse slipped and ran to the center of the field, and a person sat on top of the war horse, this person was two feet tall, with black helmets and black armor all over his body, holding eight snake spears, as if he was similar to an iron tower, as if the Three Kingdoms were reincarnated.
The black-armored man roared, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and did not answer, he raised his snake spear and stabbed at the enemy general, the enemy general saw that the black-armored man was so brave, and he also cheered up, and the two fought together.
Ye Boyu had already seen that the Santing Sword General was not the opponent of the Black Armor Han, and sure enough, within a few rounds, the Santing Sword General was picked off by the Black Armor Han. Later, two more people came up, and they were defeated without a few moves. For a while, no one dared to challenge off the field.
The military general who announced the decree under the stands shouted loudly and asked if anyone else was challenged, but there was no one on the field, and no one dared to respond. The Xuanzhi military general looked back at the stage, only to see Yuan Huizong nodding slightly, and then said loudly: "Today's martial arts people have been produced, it is this black-armored big man, if the three-day martial arts champion competition, the black-armored big man can remain undefeated, it is the martial champion of this competition." ”
There was a lot of discussion on the field, and the military commander ordered the black-armored man to come forward to ask for peace to the saint. The black-armored man dismounted as he said, walked forward dozens of zhang, less than ten zhang away from the stands, and then stopped and stood still. Yuan Huizong on the stage nodded, stood up, the black-armored man suddenly lowered his head, took a strong bow from his back, set up three wolf tooth arrows, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the three cold rays shot straight towards Yuan Huizong.
There were countless generals around Yuan Huizong, but they didn't expect this person to dare to openly assassinate, so they all hurriedly stood up, but it was too late to stop them, and they saw three cold lightning shooting in front of Yuan Huizong's face.
Ye Boyu didn't expect this to happen, and Wang Baiqin and Meng Yao beside him shouted even louder. I saw that the three wolf tooth arrows were about to reach Yuan Huizong's side, and a lama sitting on the left side of Yuan Huizong suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of light, and the three wolf tooth arrows seemed to hit a high wall, and they were broken into several pieces in the air and fell to the ground.
These few rabbit ups and downs are just a matter of an instant, but Ye Boyu was shocked in his heart, these two old lamas are really extraordinary, just with the power of divine thoughts, they can smash the three wolf tooth arrows shot by the strong bow into pieces, it is not that the master who returns to the void can't do it, compared with him, it can be said that he is in the sky and on the earth.
All the ministers and generals in the stands were relieved to see that the saint was fine, and they hurriedly shouted loudly, asking the soldiers to take down the black-armored man, and the black-armored man couldn't hit it with a blow, turned over and got on his horse, and before everyone could react, he jumped out of the martial arts training ground and ran out of the city.
The sound of shouting in the martial arts field was loud, all the soldiers and horses were ordered to capture the thieves, block the city gate, and the lively people on the field scattered to go home, and the people on Taimiao Street neighed and screamed, and it was a mess for a while.
Ye Boyu raised his eyes to see a group of people hugging Yuan Huizong and leaving, but the two lamas were still lowering their eyebrows and sitting still, as if nothing had happened. Ye Boyu admired that the black-armored man was a good man, and hurriedly squeezed out of the encirclement and followed the black-armored man. Behind them, Meng Yao and Wang Baiqin shouted loudly, but they didn't have time to care.
At the time of the Yuan Dynasty, the Han people were third-class and fourth-class people, and they suffered the humiliation of the nobles of the Yuan Dynasty.
Ye Boyu was afraid of startling the people, so he used an earth elephant formation, integrating his body with the earth, and ordinary people couldn't see him at all. The black-armored man seemed to have been prepared, as soon as he got on the horse, he went straight to the Qihua Gate on the east side, Qihua Gate was only two streets away from the Taimiao, more than three miles, and the fast horse rushed to the city gate after a while, the city gate guard army had not yet received the order to change the martial arts field at this time, and blocked the nine gates, and the black-armored man successfully escaped from the Qihua Gate, and went straight to the southeast direction.
After a while, a large group of red-clothed and red-armored Imperial Forest Army chased after him with shouts, and followed closely behind the black-armored man a mile away, Ye Boyu followed closely behind the black-armored man, and looked at it, only to see that this black-armored man was just an ordinary martial arts practitioner, and there was no mana on his body.
Readers are invited to look forward to watching the next chapter of "Beijing Mutation—Part II"