Looking at the invitation in his hand, Qi Rusong felt his stomach tighten a little every time he read it.

The invitation mentions that according to the traditions of the Gu family. Every winter, Zhongzhou City has to hold a [martial arts competition], and cultivators from all over the country come to Zhongzhou City one after another.

And trouble ensued, and every cultivator who came would bring with them a few of their attendants, six guards, a dozen businessmen, two dozen women, and countless thieves.

The cold weather, the shortage of food, the capital guards are dizzy, and now there are so many guys......

It is said that someone drowned last night, plus a restaurant brawl, three knife fights, a Q rape case, two fires, and countless robberies.

The day before yesterday, the head of a poor woman was found floating in the river in Dongshi, and no one knew where it came from or whose head it was.

Qi Rusong scoffed at this, the hungry people in Zhongzhou City were not properly handled, but what kind of [martial arts competition] was going to be held!

However, He Xiao told him, "For the dignitaries and nobles of Zhongzhou City, this is a good time to seek the favor of the royal family. As for the poor people, they can also forget their worries and sorrows for a while. ”

"A lot of people can make a lot of money out of it," Qi Rusong added, "The hotels in the city are all full, and the thieves are full of thieves, and the copper plates in their pockets jingle when they walk." ”

He Xiao did not refuse, the fun of the martial arts competition was obviously more interesting than cultivation.

He had a "handle" in Gu Yang's hands, and he didn't want to openly tear his face with the second prince, so he wrote a kind and cordial reply letter to express his acceptance of the invitation.

On the day of the start of the conference, Qi Rusong came to the [Martial Arts Competition] camp early, on a grass on the outskirts of Zhongzhou City.

After entering the camp, he followed Gu Yang's personal guards to the tent of the second prince.

The camp was busy, the fat barbecue hissing and dripping on the fire, and the air was filled with the aroma of garlic and peppers. Young squires ran around, while their masters had just woken up, yawning and stretching, ready for a new day.

A cook with a goose under his arm saw them and hurriedly knelt down on one knee. "Lord Qi, you're early." He muttered, and the goose quacked and pecked at his fingers.

"The second prince will participate in the martial arts competition every day!" Gu Yang's guard captain said.

"I've heard that." Qi Rusong said with a solemn expression.

The captain of the guard looked sad, "As the saying goes, what you say when you wake up doesn't count. ”

"That's what I said," Qi Rusong agreed, "but who can guarantee that the second prince will forget?" ”

The tent of the second prince was close to the water's edge, surrounded by the gray morning mist of the river. The tent was woven of gold wire and was the largest and most ornate structure in the entire camp.

The matter of acting as the ruling party discussed a month ago made the second prince "retreat in difficulty" because of He Lin's strong attitude, and Gu Yang was more like going to the east to play for a while and left in a hurry.

Perhaps this will strengthen the Great Xia Emperor's determination to suppress the Eastern Realm.

What is different from the past is that the martial arts tournament in previous years was presided over by the Great Xia Emperor himself, but this time it was changed to the second prince.

A discerning person can see at a glance that the position of the prince is already in the bag of the second prince.

The captain of the guard had hoped that the second prince would wake up with a hangover, but unfortunately they were unlucky, and they ran into Robert, who was drinking beer from a glass made of smooth horns, and he scolded the two young squires who were scrambling to put on his armor.

"Your Royal Highness," one of the tears was about to fall. "This armor is too small to wear." His hand slipped, and he was about to try to put it into Gu Yang's thick neck and fell to the ground.

"Oh my God!" Gu Yang cursed, "Do I have to do it myself? You're both fucking rice buckets. Pick things up and don't just sit there with your mouth open. ”

The young man jumped in fright, and the second prince noticed the new visitor. "Rusong, look at these fools. My eldest brother insisted that I take them as squires, but they were worse than waste.

I can't even help people wear armor, what kind of squire is this, this is called a pig's head in clothes. ”

Qi Rusong only needed a glance to see the problem. "It's not their fault," he told the second prince, "Your Royal Highness, it's because you're too fat to wear it." ”

Gu Yang poured a big sip of wine, threw the empty wine glass to the ground, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then said yinly: "Too fat? Too fat, huh? Did you speak like that to the prince of Great Xia? ”

Suddenly he laughed. "You Qi Rusong, I just like you, I dare to say anything!" Gu Yang said, "You two waste, did you hear what Prince Qi said?" Why don't you go get me a bigger piece of armor. ”

The two attendants hurriedly ran out of the tent, tripped over each other on the way.

Gu Yang put on a grim expression until they left, then sat back in his chair and laughed. The captain of the guard laughed, and Qi Rusong naturally smiled.

This second prince gave him a deep sense of awe, and sometimes he seemed to be a charismatic and broad-minded king. But sometimes he turns into a conspirator who shows his evil in a playful play.

"I heard you're going to a jousting tournament?" Qi Rusong asked him.

"What, you're going to stop me too?" The joy on Gu Yang's face suddenly froze, "You guy is so annoying, although he didn't inherit the Gu clan's spiritual power, but Lao Tzu is not a waste who can only eat and drink!" ”

"Don't forget that you're the prince." Qi Rusong reminded him.

"Can't I have the same emotions and desires as everyone else? I'm just trying my best. ”

The captain of the guard spoke, "Your Highness," he said, "and it is not appropriate for the prince to join the tournament, because then the competition will be unfair." Who would dare to do it to you? ”

Gu Yang really didn't expect this. "Well, anyone can do it, fuck. As long as they have the ability. Anyway, the last ...... standing"

"It must be you." Qi Rusong said, he immediately found that the captain of the guard had hit the key. "No one in my Great Xia Kingdom would dare to risk making the future Great Xia Emperor angry and do something to you."

Gu Yang was unhappy at first, but when he heard the words of the future Great Xia Emperor, his mood was much better, and all the unhappiness disappeared, "That's a good point." ”

Then he turned around, picked up his wine glass again, filled it with wine from the wine barrel in the corner, and stuffed it to Qi Rusong. "Drink." He said abruptly.

"I'm not thirsty!"

"Drink quickly. This is the order of the future Great Xia Emperor. ”

What a future Great Xia Emperor!

So Qi Rusong took the wine glass and drank it, the wine was so strong that it stinged his eyes.

"Hahaha, how is it better than your osmanthus wine in the south?"

"One fierce, one gentle!" Qi Rusong replied.

"I like spirits like this, horses I like mustangs, people, I like men with real temperament!" Gu Yang smiled, "Let's go, come with me to have breakfast!" ”