The people who bought the tickets have already entered, and although the remaining people gathered outside the martial arts arena can't enter, it doesn't prevent them from still chatting enthusiastically, fighting for red faces, even if they can't see it with their own eyes, it's good to have a good time in advance, after all, life is already boring, and it's rare to have some fun, so you naturally have to catch it.

But at this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly began to shake slightly, and everyone gradually closed their mouths in unison, and the noise of the noise went from high to low, until finally it became completely silent, and the next moment, I don't know who suddenly shouted.

"Your Majesty is here!"

When the people heard this, they hurriedly gave way and separated themselves without being urged by others, and then finally had time to look into the distance.

Sure enough, at the end of the road, there was a majestic 100-man guard, everyone wearing armor and a long knife hanging from their waists, and there were also four Xuanjia army commanders, Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird and Xuanwu, each holding a blade to open the way in front.

These four people are covered with heavy armor all over their bodies, and they can't see their faces clearly, but the kind of breathtaking majesty on their bodies can't be deceived in the end, and only the unknown is the most terrifying, this kind of dress, but it makes people feel awe, and those who can survive the last battle of Chang'an are not mediocre hands.

In terms of momentum alone, the mighty Xuanjia army that will never lose a hundred battles of the border army is protected in the center, but it is a gorgeous emperor, eight sweaty and bloody horses from the Western Regions are neck and neck, and then an old domestic official wearing a big red round-necked robe sits at the front and stretches out his hand to lead, the horse walks along the road, slowly moving forward, the whole process is uniform, meticulous, showing the superb driving skills of the old internal official.

The emperor is very large, and the decoration above is extremely luxurious, except for a canopy pavilion in the center, there is a spacious position around it, and there are eight maids wearing gauze scarves, still wearing extremely cool clothes in the cold winter, standing barefoot.

The two hold the silk and satin banana fan, the two hold the long clean whip, the two hold the dust, hold the incense burner, and finally the two hold the sword and wear the feather, respectively on both sides of the canopy, the eyes are cold and lonely, like a sculpture.

The curtain in front of the canopy has been tied by two jade belts, and the people on both sides only need to look up to see the mysterious son of heaven who has hardly been out of the palace since he ascended the throne, and in his arms, the stunning beauty of the country is also the sister of Yang Zhaopu, the uncle of the dynasty.

Today's son Li Xuan turned out to be a very handsome middle-aged man, and his face was ruddy, his body was strong, he was sitting on the yellow dragon chair behind him, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and his body was extremely imposing.

Come to think of it, after all, this Son of Heaven was able to overwhelm all the brothers a year ago, and went through an extremely bloody palace change before he succeeded in ascending to the throne, how could such a person be like this, how could he look like he had been hollowed out by wine?

Those who are good at fighting have no outstanding achievements, this principle is also applicable to many places, and the really powerful people, perhaps it is like this, the reputation is not obvious, and even only stigma, to say that the clumsy means, when today, is one of the best.

As for the noble concubine Niangniang, who was rumored to have brought disaster to the country and the people in the outside world, everyone saw it, and they had to say convincing in their hearts.

The beauty of the concubine, both in the skin, but also in the rhyme, if you only talk about the facial features, although it is flawless, but the definition of beauty in everyone's heart is different, so perhaps in the hearts of some people, the beauty of the concubine is beautiful, but it is not stunning, but if you add the two bends that seem to be frowning and not frowning, a pair of eyes that seem to be happy and not happy, it is especially the three autumn laurels, the beauty of Suzhou and Hangzhou of ten miles of lotus flowers is three points.

Quiet like a flower shining on the water, acting like a weak willow supporting the wind. Don't blame the Son of Heaven for being greedy for beauty, who is not tempted?

Such a beautiful concubine in the world has no sin of delaying state affairs, on the contrary, once she appeared, she immediately became the supreme pride of all Daluo people's hearts.

The countries of the Western Regions, the Tibetan Uighurs, the islands of the four directions, and the Baekje of Fuso, dare to ask if you may have such a noble concubine?

Of course, the answer is no, because only I, Da Luo Heavenly Dynasty, am qualified to enjoy such a stunning appearance, and my Da Luo Heavenly Dynasty's noble concubine Niangniang is also the only noble concubine Niangniang in the whole world!

Seeing the Son of Heaven is a supreme glory, the people on both sides of the people were stunned for a while, they all began to bow down, no need to kneel and worship, because the unique etiquette of the Daluo Dynasty was set since the time of the founding Taizu, if it is too respectful, it will only be ridiculed as flattery, vassal power, and then the ceremony is a Confucian ceremony, such a grand and respectful etiquette, it is enough to show the respect in the heart, even if it is the Son of Heaven, I don't feel anything wrong.

"Meet Your Majesty, meet the concubine!"

Everyone saluted in unison, and even the winter chill was dissipated, and what rose to the sky was the pride in people's hearts, and it was also the result of Daluo's thriving national fortune!

A satisfied smile appeared on the face of Li Xuan, the son of heaven, the so-called emperor's happiness is nothing more than that.

He lightly lifted his lips and said loudly: "Everyone, Dong Good!"

The voice was full of energy, and it came out very far at once, and it clearly fell on the ears of the people around him.

Da Luo is a martial country, several generations of emperors have personally gone into battle, commanding the battle of the illustrious experience, and in the royal family also has its own unique knowledge, so when the emperor Li Xuan, himself is also a strong martial artist, inherited the ancestral bloodline of him, just this domineering "Dong An", is enough to shock.

Everyone sighed in their hearts, after this time, who dares to say that my Da Luo Tianzi is weak and weak, this is clearly a future master of Zhongxing!

In the distance, from the Guanwu Arena, Yang Zhaopu, the uncle of the country, also led the twelve righteous sons of the uncle's mansion, as well as a group of court officials who had been waiting here for a long time, walked towards this side, and bowed in front of the emperor.

"Minister, Yang Zhaopu, meet Your Majesty, meet the concubine!"

is also full of neutrality, but his attitude is respectful and his actions are meticulous, so that people can't find fault at all, but the four Xuanjia army commanders on both sides in front of him all felt an invisible pressure, and their hearts were suddenly shocked.

Seeing this, Li Xuan, the Son of Heaven, straightened up, raised his hand, and his tone was very affectionate.

"Get up, Uncle Guo, you and I are a family, why be so polite. ”

Just a short sentence, the grace of the Son of Heaven is undoubtedly revealed, whether it is the twelve righteous sons behind Yang Zhaopu, or those officials who have decided to take refuge in Yang Zhaopu and are willing to charge into battle in the court for him, they are all honored, and secretly said that they really did not choose the wrong one, and they are attached to this uncle, and the benefits in the future are needless to say.

After Li Xuan, the Son of Heaven, said this, he beckoned again, and said with a smile: "Uncle Hard, I have been working hard for a long time for this matter, come to my side first, and drink a glass of water." ”

With such a grace in front of everyone's eyes, ordinary people are afraid that they will already be grateful to Dade, but Yang Zhaopu did not move, but just urged: "Your Majesty, let's enter quickly, the people in the venue have been waiting for a long time." ”

When the people around heard this, they were even more surprised, looked at each other, and secretly said that this Yang Zhaopu is really bold, he dared to refuse the order of the Son of Heaven in public, not to mention those ignorant people, even the people of Yang Zhaopu and his faction couldn't help but pinch a cold sweat for him, and secretly said that how could this uncle talk like this, it was too shameless to give the Son of Heaven.

But what surprised everyone even more was that instead of being angry because of this, the Son of Heaven smiled helplessly, like a student who was being taught by his husband.

"Uncle Guo cares about the people, I listen to Uncle Guo, let's drive!"

As soon as the words fell, the old internal officer driving in front of him did not pull the reins in his hand, but the eight tall horses in front of him invariably raised their hooves and continued to pull the emperor forward, and the Xuanjia army standing in front of him also continued to set off to open the way.

The people of Daluo on both sides, as well as those outsiders who had come from afar, were all convinced when they saw this, and silently watched the noble emperor slowly advance along the road, and finally arrived at the gate of the magnificent martial arts arena.

The four commanders of the Xuanjia Army led their soldiers to line up on both sides, and the old internal official also walked down, bowing and waiting aside, followed by the eight barefoot maids holding objects, Yang Zhaopu, the uncle of the country, stood on the left side of the road, raised his big hand, and in the next moment, a gorgeous carpet that was paid tribute by the people of the Western Regions and could accommodate four people in parallel started from the feet of the emperor and extended forward until it landed directly below the high platform steps in the center of the martial arts viewing field.

Li Xuan, the Son of Heaven, looked at the beauty in his arms, helped her stand up, and smiled warmly.

"Let's go, Huan'er. ”

The two left the canopy pavilion and walked down slowly from the emperor's throne, and the guards on both sides followed up immediately, protecting them on both sides to prevent those with ill intentions, as for the uncle Yang Zhaopu, he lagged behind the two of them and stood behind the personal old official, and did not trespass.

After that, there were the eight barefoot maids, and the rest of the officials were not qualified to follow on the carpet, but only cautiously followed on both sides.

With the appearance of the gorgeous carpet dozens of feet long, the tens of thousands of people in the martial arts arena have begun to open their mouths to let out a tsunami-like cheer, which is sincerely cheering for their majesty, cheering for their country, and cheering for this prosperous world.

Everyone stood up, danced wildly, cheered, and did their best to convey their respect to the Son of Heaven in the field.

Li Xuan helped the beauty, turned his head to look around, and also raised his hand, greeting the people on both sides from afar, bathed in this seemingly endless cheers, and his prestige also reached its peak!