The dew is light and pan hunting ground, and the morning sun shines on the West Mountain.

A full round of red sun sprinkled 10,000 points of golden light from the west mountain, covering the entire hunting ground in the western suburbs, fading the coolness of the morning, and people began to feel the enthusiasm of midsummer.

Looking at the princes and princes who kept coming in and the masters who were ready to compete, the eyes of the king of Jiangsu and Zhejiang narrowed into a slit, this pilgrimage was a contest between the Taiwu Dynasty and Fanbang, and it was also a contest within the dynasty.

Whoever has a talent in the house, or invited a master, not to mention winning the championship in one fell swoop, as long as it can be recognized by the people, the favor of Taiwu, and the reward after Longyan Dayue is naturally indispensable.

As a prince, he doesn't care too much about the reward, what he needs more is a kind of recognition, although the emperor is his father, but his father's children and grandchildren are too many, and if you want to be good to any child, you also need a reason, otherwise others will say that this is unfair and partial.

And the civil and military officials also look at the emperor's face and act, which prince is favored, the respect is naturally extraordinarily more, as for the prince who the emperor does not want to see, then for the officials, the rest is only superficial work, after all, the emperor alone has the final say in this world.

The proud cat is stronger than the tiger, the down-and-out phoenix is not as good as the chicken, and the king of Jiangsu and Zhejiang is naturally well aware of the hot and cold world.

Therefore, at this pilgrimage, he invited the "King Kong Palm" Yu Wanting at any cost, and a first-class Jianghu guest like Yu Wanting is also not something that money can easily impress.

Jianghu people, in a way, are opposed to the imperial court, and many people are even ashamed of having ties with the government, if it is not for the banner of winning glory for the country, he may not be able to invite Yu Wanting.

Judging from the news of the spies and today's endless stream of people, the other palaces have also put a lot of effort into it, and most of them are older than him, he only has one Yu Wanting, and the others are already masters.

Standing on the opposite side of the arena, there were hundreds of people gathered around the king of the northwest, even if they were not all participating, at least half of them had to be ready to show their hands in front of the holy car tomorrow.

The king of Jiangsu and Zhejiang coughed, turned his head to look at his two sons, he also has many sons and daughters, but the eldest son and the third son are the most powerful and self-motivated, and the rest are either deaf to the things outside the window, or sit back and enjoy their success, and the two sleeves are the gang.

However, looking at the three guests invited by the two sons, none of them were masters, and they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, they were still too tender, but it was no wonder that they were only in their twenties.

"Why do you look a little familiar with this little brother?"

A person behind the eldest prince spoke, this person had a slender figure, a yellow beard, about thirty years old, his face was white as if he was sick, his hair was not tied, he was free to be draped, and he was dressed in a charlatan style.

His words were said to Zhang San, Zhang San looked up at this person carefully, and made sure he didn't know him, so he shook his head, "Maybe Brother Tai is wrong." ”

"This should be Mr. Yi Mingyi, the "Wind Chasing Fox" of the Southern Sect. ”

Xu Jianglou next to Liu Xinghe interjected and asked.

The man nodded and said, "Girl's eyes, isn't it Yi Ming." ”

The old prince has been busy with official business, and he knows that his son has invited someone, but he has not inquired, this is the first time they have met, but he has heard of the name of Yi Ming, as the king of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he has heard of all the masters on the ground in the south of the Yangtze River.

This Yi Ming's light skill of chasing cicadas in eight steps is definitely loud in the south, I can't imagine that this guy who is not good-looking is Yi Ming, the old prince has a trace of an undetectable smile on the corner of his mouth, and his son is still a little capable.

Yu Wanting also glanced at Yi Ming, although the two had never intersected, they had also heard of this guy's fame, known as "traveling thousands of miles in a day and a thousand homes at night." "He is the king of the gangnam thieves.

Fame belongs to fame, but one of the two is a well-known hero, the other is a thief and a thief, and their status is not the same.

And Yi Ming is different from Yu Wanting, people are willing to come only after begging, he is desperate, how dare he dare to show up in this holy place in the capital, no matter how high his kung fu is, he is just a thief, this time he also borrowed the light of the pilgrimage, Taiwu Emperor said, "Eclectic talents." "He can come out and show his face.

Not perceiving Yu Wanting's gaze, Yi Ming had been staring at Zhang San since he finished speaking, and suddenly clapped his hands and said, "I remember, isn't this little brother Zhang San who is wanted by Baoshengtang and the five provinces of the government?"

Zhang San knows where the familiarity of others comes from, and he has seen his own wanted warrant when he co-authored it, and he doesn't know if it has been revoked now.

However, he is now a guest of the palace, and he is not worried about being arrested, so he nodded and recognized it directly.

Yu Wanting laughed when he heard this, "Haha, that's right, it's really a young hero, and he actually dares to touch Lin Baosheng's tiger whiskers! ”

He was born in Southern Shaolin, although he later set up his own door, but the previous events of Baoshengtang were in a uproar, and he also heard about it.

Zhu Congzhi was worried that Zhang San directly said about stealing mountains and rivers, and said first: "Let the seniors laugh, Zhang Shaoxia helped me steal something, and I have already reported it to my father." ”

Yu Wanting is an old man, a rough man on the outside, and a delicate mind that has been practiced early on the inside, knowing that it is inconvenient for people to say, he smiled indifferently and stopped asking.

"Oh, it turned out to be this young man!" King Jiangzhe's eyes lit up, and those who could take out things from Baosheng Town must not be mediocre, it seems that they really can't judge people by their appearance, maybe the people invited by these two sons will be able to show their heads in tomorrow!

Speaking of this, Zhu Congjian felt that the opportunity had come, and stepped forward again and said: "Father, since the third brother and the people I invited are all good at light skills, why don't you let them have a competition on this, and tomorrow before the holy grandfather, there will be less useless places." ”

This is also reasonable, the soldiers are fine but not too many, and it is disgusting to make a bunch of indiscriminate refills, and the one that can be started is enough.

The old prince was still thinking about it, and the eldest lady spoke: "Wen Wu is the first and Wu is the second, it is better for the prince to see the skills of these two chivalrous warriors today, and he will have a bottom before driving tomorrow." ”

These words touched the heart of the prince, it is time to see, to put it mildly, it is the mule that is led out by the horse, and the competition is not fame, or the level of skill.

"Why don't you two show your hand?" said the prince with a smile.

"The prince is interested, dare not obey his fate!" Yi Ming stood up.

Compared with these big names and old rivers and lakes, Zhang San is still a little tender, he is looking at Zhu Congzhi's eyes, if Zhu Congzhi says that he is better than him, as for the victory or defeat, he is not too worried, he doesn't know the kung fu of other families, he knows very well the eight steps of the southern faction to steal the cicada, and it is worse than the myriad of changes.

This Yi Ming's fame is on par with his master Wu Liang, only one is in the south and the other is in the north, he is confident that he can beat Wu Liang, so he is naturally not afraid of Yi Ming.

Zhu Congzhi understood the eldest brother's thoughts, that is, he wanted him to make a fool of himself, and the fire had been held back for a long time. ”

"Okay!" Zhu Congjian immediately raised his eyebrows when he heard that he agreed, and said: "Since it's a competition, why don't you add some color, let's have fun!"

Nowadays, martial arts are prosperous, and martial artists are generally aggressive and easy to gamble, so the style of martial arts communication and gambling is also relatively prosperous.

The old prince was the first, "Okay, then the old man will sit in a village, the two knights are one to one, you can bet casually, no limit." ”

"I bet on Mr. Yi for five hundred taels. "The eldest lady made the first move, and the shot was a big bet, she was not only optimistic about Yi Ming, but also supported her son.

"Mr. Tsuyi, fifty taels. ”

"One hundred taels for Mr. Charge. ”

“......”

The prince said that there was no limit to betting, but he didn't expect the shots to be so big, and even the guards around him were fifty hundred to bet up, and it took a moment to do three or four thousand taels, and the bets were all Yi Ming.

Three thousand taels of silver, you can buy a small house in the inner city, the prince couldn't help but curl his beard, and his eyes widened: "You want to make me poor, right?"

Everyone laughed and laughed, the prince was naturally endless, but there was also a message in the prince's words, he was also optimistic about Yi Ming in his heart, and everyone had more confidence.

"I bet four hundred taels on the three brothers. Zhu Congzhi said suddenly, at this time he was not angry, if it was not good to exceed the eldest lady's note, he wanted to bet two thousand taels.

"I also support the young hero, and bet Zhang Shaoxia for four hundred taels. The second lady also bet.

"I bet on Zhang Shaoxia for three hundred taels. "Xu Jianglou.

"I also bet on the third brother Zhang for three hundred taels. Xiao Mingyue in the arms of the second lady jumped out.

"Okay! Don't cry if you lose!" the old prince smiled, this time it will not be so miserable.

Except for the prince who sat in the village and Yu Wanting, who was proud of his identity, everyone present made bets, the factions were clear, and the third prince still had few supporters, that is, his mother and Xu Jianglou, plus a little cousin.