At noon, the sun was blazing.

The Western Turkic Mission had already arrived at the Sixth Department of Shangshu Province, and Ashina Greeting Card and Ashina Li, who participated in the three-way competition of civil, martial and medical medicine, were received by the dignitaries of the Ministry of Rites and prepared to participate in the competition.

The test venue is wide, and the center is a square platform made of bluestone, which is the stage for the contestants, with seats for both teams on both sides, and seats for spectators on the periphery.

The venue in Shangshu Province has been cleared, and many beautiful people who have learned the news, young ladies and young masters of the official family have gathered, and many officials who are not on duty have arrived, waiting for the show to begin.

Zhao Wujiang sat on the seat on the Tang side, opposite the menacing Western Turkic Mission.

Originally, Ashina Li, the representative of the Western Turkic Mission with a Tang face, was already very conspicuous, but when Zhao Wujiang saw Ashina Li's greeting card next to Ashina Li, he still felt a little curious.

As a Western Turk, Ashina greeting card is dressed in Tang costume, and the whole person looks gentle and elegant, with a scholarly atmosphere.

Just as Zhao Wujiang was looking at the two, Ashina Li also did not shy away from looking at Zhao Wujiang, and Ashina greeting card stared at Zhao Wujiang with great interest.

After he came to Chang'an, he heard a lot of poems written by Zhao Wujiang, and his heart was shocked, and it aroused his warlike heart in the blood of the Turks.

Now that he heard that the handsome young man in ink who was sitting in the center seat opposite was actually Zhao Wujiang, he could no longer hide his curiosity and fighting spirit.

The crowd was all around, and the voices of people were noisy and talking.

Zhao Wujiang frowned, just now he ordered the little official to go to Zhang Weimin's house to check, but the news he waited for was that he didn't see him at Zhang Weimin's house, and Zhang Weimin was missing!

At the same time, the drums in the hall gradually began to beat, indicating that noon was approaching.

Beside him, Honglu Siqing had a sad face and asked anxiously:

"Lord Zhao, noon is approaching, but... The Datang contestants have not yet arrived, this... How do you announce the start? ”

"Wait!" Zhao Wujiang slowly closed his eyes, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart, if Zhang Weimin was like this alone, it would be fine, but the person he sent to Su Mansion to summon the news has not come back now, and at the same time, Su Zhan has not the slightest information, and Chen Mingjing, the doctor of Jishitang who was instructed and recommended by the eldest grandson Wuji, has also not heard from him.

It was a premeditated plan...... Zhao Wujiang understood that if the competition time ended, the participants on Datang's side did not show up, and there were no substitutes on Datang's side who could play, Datang's face would be lost.....

"Lord Zhao, Lord Zhao!" A small official with a red flag ran over anxiously and panicked, he was sent to Su Mansion by Zhao Wujiang.

His face was flushed, his lips were chapped, and he couldn't breathe when he spoke.

Zhao Wujiang pushed a cup of tea to him, and the little official was very grateful, took the tea and poured it into his mouth, then calmed down his breath and said:

"Lord Zhao, the villain went to Su Mansion, and the old housekeeper of Su Mansion told the villain that Su Zhan Gongzi was on the way to the horse and encountered a group of unknown people attacking.

The gang seriously injured Su Zhangongzi, and strangely did not take his life, so they left... Now Su Zhangongzi is lying in Su Mansion, unconscious..."

Honglu Siqing's face turned pale, Zhang Weimin was missing, and Su Zhan was seriously injured, which ......

Zhao Wujiang looked at the representative of the mission opposite, who was also a contestant, Ashina Li.

Ashina Li smiled and looked at the anxious Tang side.

Zhao Wujiang already had a rough idea in his heart, behind the Western Turkic mission to Tang, there must be other forces involved, otherwise, Zhang Weimin would not have disappeared, and even the grandson of Su Dingfang, the pillar of the Tang Dynasty, would be attacked, if he expected it to be good, Chen Mingjing should be stopped for various reasons, and he would not be able to come to Shangshu Province.

After thinking about it, as the boss of the Ministry of Rites, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites also hurriedly came to the scene, he leaned over Zhao Wujiang's ear, and whispered in a voice that only Zhao Wujiang and Honglu Siqing could hear: "Chen Mingjing... He's dead! ”

Honglu Siqing was dizzy for a while, it's over, the three people on the Datang side can't come, now it's noon, where can I find a substitute to play? Isn't Datang a loser? I've been working hard for most of my life, and I'm going to be ruined this time...

Zhang Weimin is the champion of the new department and a member of the Ministry of Rites, and Su Zhan is the grandson of Su Dingfang and the commander of the ten, both of whom have orthodox official status, so the people behind the scenes did not kill them.

But Chen Mingjing is different, even if he has his back to the eldest grandson Wuji, he is just a flat-headed commoner, so he died!

Ashina Li on the opposite seat saw Honglu Siqing, whose face was unusually pale, and the smile on his face was even worse, and at the same time, the spectators who had been waiting for a long time also began to commotion, because it was already a tea time at noon, but he still did not see the representative of the Tang Dynasty.

"What about Zhang Weimin? He now represents my Datang, why is he missing at a critical time, is he deliberately ruining my Datang honor? ”

"That Su Zhan is a martial artist, doesn't he know that the time has come? Since ancient times, how can he be like this? ”

"What are you arguing about, the competition is not over yet, maybe it's on the way here."

"What about coming? I've already lost a lot of my Datang demeanor, and I've made my Turkic friends wait so long..."

"When did the Western Turks become friends? Why don't you have any points in your heart? ”

“......”

Miss Beauty, young masters, you and I quarreled one after another.

The officials in front of the crowd were silent, but most of their faces were complaining, which was the face of Datang...

The laughing cat Li Yifu stood among the officials, smiling, he listened to the discussion, and looked at the officials around him, although they complained, they didn't dare to speak, for fear that Zhao Wujiang would remember it in his chest and settle accounts after the autumn.

Little bastard surnamed Zhao, I'll add fuel to you...... Li Yifu's eyes were cold, and he spoke in a straight voice:

"It's all quiet, noisy, what's the system?

The people who participated in the competition in Datang were all personally screened by Lord Zhao Wujiang and Zhao, if there is any problem, Lord Zhao himself will be responsible, is it your turn to point fingers?

Besides, this official can trust Lord Zhao, how could the person he chose make a mistake? ”

In just a few words, Li Yifu informed everyone that the main responsibility was Zhao Wujiang, and transferred everyone's anger and complaints about the participants to Zhao Wujiang.

Sure enough, everyone's words were directed and they began to shift their goals.

"Hmph, if Datang loses, Lord Zhao must be a sinner through the ages!"

"Who knows how much benefit this Zhao Wujiang has received from others? Who are these screeners? Do you have the slightest backbone of my Datang? ”

"Who says it's not, but I heard that many officials flattered this Zhao Wujiang at the beginning, promised him benefits, and stuffed them into their own heirs."