Liu Yuan pointed to Jiang Xuanlang and Cheng Ziying, who were fighting hand-to-hand in the arena and were inseparable, and said, "Your Majesty, just bet on the two of them, who wins and who loses, how about it?" ”

Zhao Hai waved his hand and said boldly: "Okay, I bet with you." ”

Zhao Hai said: "If you want to bet, I will make a big bet with you." ”

"I said directly, if that Cheng Ziying wins, I will directly let him be the commander of this forbidden army."

"Besides, I can give him a knighthood."

As soon as Zhao Hai's voice fell, Cheng Shan's face on the side was already full of excitement.

In charge of the forbidden army of Xianyang Palace, plus the title of the duke, isn't this what he dreamed of this time?

This trip, his son Cheng Ziying has been training for so long, isn't it just for these things?

Cheng Shan couldn't wait to agree, but Liu Yuan on the side didn't speak, and Cheng Shan didn't dare to speak.

At this time, Liu Yuan glanced at Cheng Shan, who was impatient, and did not easily agree to Zhao Hai, but asked rhetorically; "Your Majesty, what if the ministers lose?"

Zhao Hai smiled heroically and said: "If you wait to lose, in front of so many people, give Jiang Xuanlang a boot and a horse." ”

After listening to Zhao Hai's words, the faces of the officials led by Liu Yuan changed suddenly.

They didn't expect that Zhao Hai would actually put forward such a condition.

You must know that they all made their fortunes by relying on the shadow of their ancestors, and now they are all extremely powerful ministers, they all take carriages when they go out, and they all use tripods to eat.

Running to lead a horse with boots for a village man is a great humiliation for them.

No matter how big their chances of winning, once they accept the bet, it is already tantamount to humiliation.

So after Zhao Hai said this, the audience was immediately silent, and no one spoke again.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Liu Yuan, who was standing at the front and closest to Zhao Hai.

Liu Yuannai is a veteran aristocrat among the old aristocrats. Liu Yuan's attitude represents their attitude.

Liu Run pondered for a while, and immediately clenched his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to agree to Your Majesty's gambling contract." ”

Cheng Shan, who was on the side, was naturally even more happy to see it, and immediately followed up and said: "Your Majesty's bet with Lord Liu is very good, and we should obey it." ”

"Even if he loses for a while, the minister is willing to lead the horse for this Jiang Xuanlang's boots."

At this time, an official behind him heard Cheng Shan come out to make a guarantee and said that if he lost, he would lead the horse himself, so he gradually regained his smile.

They comforted Cheng Shan and said, "Master Cheng, you don't have to make conclusions so in advance. Your son Cheng Ziying is so brave, how could he lose to a country man? We are all optimistic about the son of Lord Cheng, everyone says yes! ”

Many ministers behind him immediately responded: "Yes! ”

Zhao Hai saw that the ministers had already agreed, and he also smiled heartily and said: "Since this is the case, then you and I have made a gambling contract, and no one can go back." ”

Zhao Hai's tone between his words was extremely natural and confident.

This made Liu Yuan, who was already in his chest, a little uncertain for a while.

Could it be that this is a set prepared by His Majesty in advance, just waiting for us people to take the bait?

After the first few confrontations with Zhao Hai, now Liu Yuan has officially regarded Zhao Hai as an opponent at the poker table, and he is no longer underestimated.

Therefore, Zhao Hai's every move he has to start thinking about more. But this time, he really didn't understand Zhao Hai's thoughts.

At this time, in the martial arts arena, the fight of fists and feet has ended.

The referee raised the flag in his hand, and it turned out to be a rare red. This proves that the two of them are actually equal in fist and foot kung fu.

For a while, the ministers in the stands, including Zhao Hai, were a little surprised.

No one expected such a result.

Many ministers looked at Zhao Hai and wanted to see what Zhao Hai would say next.

Zhao Hai waved his hand and said: "There will be a weapon battle next, what is the hurry, this one will definitely be able to distinguish the winner and loser." ”

The ministers all smiled and nodded.

If it comes to dancing knives and guns, who else can be more powerful than the children of their families?

They have special instructors and masters to learn from when they are young, and when they want weapons, they will also have eighteen kinds of weapons to choose from.

At least in terms of conditions, it far exceeds that of Jiang Xuanlang.

Many ministers have expected it in their hearts, and it is estimated that Jiang Xuanlang should not be able to survive this round.

With both sides taking their weapons, this round of competition officially began.

The weapons are all unedged to prevent injury.

Cheng Ziying chose a long sword. Since he was a child, he has used a long sword against his enemies, including the swordsman who taught him, and everyone said that he was superb in swordsmanship and extremely talented.

This has always been a weapon that he is proud of.

Moreover, the sword is a gentleman among soldiers, and it is a weapon only used by nobles in Daqin. Ordinary people can't afford it.

On the other side, Jiang Xuanlang was holding an ordinary spear, an ordinary color, an ordinary spear head, just like an ordinary himself.

The referee stood in the middle and gave an order: "Go!" ”

The two rushed together.

At this moment, Zhao Hai and the civil and military officials under him all held their breath and looked at the battlefield of the two.

Since ancient times, weapon battles have often ended within three or four moves, and they are far less likely to take as long as punches and kicks.

Because the weapon is sharp, as long as it hits, it will basically lose its combat ability.

As a result, such battles tend to end extremely quickly.

In an instant, Cheng Ziying's weapon had already come into contact with Jiang Xuanlang's spear.

"Bang bang!" After two sounds, the proud sword in Cheng Ziying's hand was actually knocked away, and then Jiang Xuanlang's spear had already poked Cheng Ziying's chest.

The referee immediately took Jiang Xuanlang's hand and raised a black flag, indicating that Jiang Xuanlang won.

When the referee's black flag was raised, Zhao Hai immediately applauded excitedly and said, "Okay!" Good! Good! Well played! This Jiang Xuanlang really lived up to my expectations. ”

At this time, the faces of all the ministers were all iron-green and ugly.

And Cheng Ziying's father, Cheng Shan, waved his sleeves angrily and turned around.

At this time, Cheng Ziying, who was standing in the ring, looked at Jiang Xuanlang who was holding a spear against his chest in his hand, and then looked at his father's disappointed eyes on the stage.

A wave of resentment immediately filled his heart. At this time, Jiang Xuanlang had already withdrawn his spear, and walked over amicably to help him up, with a smile on his face that had just won victory.

This smile is even more stinging in Cheng Ziying's heart, Cheng Ziying, who has never failed for many years, has suffered such a shame and humiliation in this poor young man in the countryside today.

It was unbearable for him.

Cheng Ziying looked at Jiang Xuanlang who was approaching, and suddenly took out a shining dagger from his arms.

The flash of this dagger swept past the many officials in the stands, including Zhao Hai, and Zhao Hai immediately said angrily: "What does this Cheng Ziying want to do? ”

In the next second, Cheng Ziying told Zhao Hai what he was going to do with practical actions.