Peerless Pirates

On the third day of the twelfth lunar month in the ninth year of the Great Qi Dynasty, the weather was exceptionally good (read the full text of the Great Wizard of the Wilderness). The north wind that had been blowing for days had stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky had disappeared. Only a few clouds were left, covered in white clothes, lazily in the sky.

The ground was floating. If it weren't for the chill in the sun, the weather would have made people feel like it was a bright March.

As early as nine o'clock in the morning, when it was still dark, Song Zheng and a group of others were gathered up by the general on duty, naturally preparing everyone to pick them up. Thanks to the fact that the sergeants rested early last night, Song Zheng took Ding Long and

Cai Yong and others restrained them, so these elite soldiers of the city guard did not yawn continuously, which made Song Zheng feel relieved a little.

Song Zheng explained to all the sergeants what Feng Zhanbao and others had explained last night, and quickly asked everyone to finish their breakfast. When the little emperor came, he didn't necessarily have to do anything, so he had to feed his stomach first, so as to save the time of fighting for the order of the top military scholar.

, short of strength.

After everything was tidied up, Song Zheng led the sergeants to the entrance of the Wuyuan and lined up on the left side of the door. Han Kui led the soldiers from the Yi and Ding groups to occupy the right side of the Wuyuan entrance. Here.

At that time, about a thousand city guards were newly added to the martial arts academy, and all the roads were filled with sergeants. It was true that there was one post for every three steps and one sentry for every five steps (the latest chapter of Death Dream).

Immediately, a team of more than a hundred people in red clothes appeared in everyone's sight. This group of sergeants wore red helmets and red robes, tied with brocade belts, holding relatively simple long swords, and wearing cloud soap boots. They walked in a unified and majestic way.

Lin Ling. At the front of the team is a dark-faced man of about forty, with a square face, no beard, a silver silk sash, and a jade python belt around his waist. Under his crotch, a maroon horse nearly eight feet tall, quite impressive.

Divine Horse.

Song Zheng knew that this was the Forbidden Army of Da Qi, that is, the internal affairs department of the Imperial City Division. When the emperor traveled, the personnel of the internal affairs department would naturally inspect the defense first, clean up the idle personnel, and garrison the important roads to ensure the absolute safety of the emperor. In addition,

, the specific security personnel around the emperor are also responsible for the internal affairs department.

Even though the City Guards have inspected the Wuyuan from top to bottom, the Imperial City Department personnel still have to go through it again. This is also a mandatory requirement. Royal affairs must be done to perfection.

Although Song Zheng also belongs to the Imperial City Department, he belongs to the Foreign Department, which is specialized in intelligence, which is completely different from the Forbidden Army. Song Zheng only knows the divisions between the Internal and External Departments. As for the specific personnel, he does not know any of them.

The black-faced man in front of him was strong, steady, and extraordinary. He seemed to be at least a leader. Song Zheng took a closer look and silently remembered it in his heart.

The black-faced man arranged ten red-clothed Imperial Guards on each side of the gate, and then led others to rush into the martial arts academy. These twenty Imperial Guards stood on both sides of the team with cold faces, like javelins, motionless.

Although the City Guards are known as elites, there is still a gap between them and the real Forbidden Army.

Waiting is often the most boring thing. However, Song Zheng calmed down, closed his eyes slightly, and adjusted his breathing. The same was true for Han Kui opposite him, who looked like an old monk in trance, as if what was happening in front of him didn't matter at all.

I don't care. As for the city guard sergeants led by the two men, they were calm at first, but as the sun rose, everyone became a little anxious and whispered sarcastic remarks to each other.

Song Zheng turned around and took a glance. The buzzing of the city guards gradually died down. He waved his hand to Ding Long and whispered in his ear, "Tell everyone, if you want money, you must be calmer than the other party."

number of days). If you don’t want it, I don’t mind asking Supervisor Liao to check off his name.”

This trick worked as expected, and none of the more than 250 city guards under Song Zheng said a word.

The hour has passed and the sun has risen high. The city guards stood with different expressions and could only wink at each other. Only Song Zheng and Han Kui remained unchanged. Han Kui's face was expressionless and stern. Song

The corners of Zheng Ze's mouth were slightly raised, and his expression was peaceful. The two of them formed a sharp contrast.

At three o'clock in the morning, when everyone was bored, a gong sound suddenly sounded from the west side of the street in front of the gate. The sound was extremely loud, and it was also very regular: three strikes each time, and after three consecutive strikes, there was a bigger sound.

A long pause, then three more blows.

Everyone quickly cheered up and looked westward. The first thing that came into view were dozens of Forbidden Army knights. One person at the front was holding a large banner with a five-clawed golden dragon painted on it. The knights behind him were each holding a triangular flying dragon banner.

Next came a row of yellow turban warriors. Eight of them were carrying a huge gong. The gong was bright yellow and had a diameter of about ten feet. There were also two guards standing behind the gong, each holding a long-handled mallet, taking turns.

The knocking, the closer it gets, the more deafening it becomes.

After the yellow scarf warriors, there were the Imperial Guards and Horses, about a thousand people. These Imperial Guards were similar to the hundreds of Imperial Guards who came to the Martial Arts Academy before, but they appeared more uniform, and their momentum soared into the sky.

In the middle of the Forbidden Army, two identical dragon chariots appeared, both pulled by eight nearly eight-foot white horses. The carriages were made of yellow brocade and embroidered with dragon patterns. The four corners of the carriages were decorated with four golden dragons with pearls in their mouths.

, even the dragon's beard is trembling, and it is a perfect replica. As for the bottom, the four corners are large turtle patterns, which are a bit ferocious in their power, making people tremble with fear.

The dragon chariots are decorated with extraordinary decorations, and each has a handsome eunuch, waving a whip in a serious manner and walking slowly.

The two dragon chariots at the front and rear are exactly the same, and this was also considered from the perspective of safety. When Zhang Liang tried to assassinate Qin Shihuang, he "accidentally hit the auxiliary chariot." The role of this auxiliary chariot is still very critical. As for the onlookers, naturally they can't figure out the truth and the truth, they can only be honest and honest.

He lowered his head and remained motionless (read the full text of Alien Divine Beasts). The majesty of the royal family was not something that ordinary people could offend. Even if they really saw the emperor's face, they could not look directly at him. This was also a necessary etiquette.

Song Zheng also noticed the two dragon chariots, and couldn't help but secretly sigh at the little emperor's tight defense. The etiquette of the emperor could not be compared with other people. Song Zheng had seen the majesty of Qiao Zhenchuan, and had also seen the imposing manner of the city guards controlling Lan Shiguang, but

Compared with Shengjia, it is far worse.

When the emperor came to the gate of the martial arts academy, Song Zheng and Han Kui both held military salutes, knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, held fists with both hands above their heads, and waited respectfully for the arrival of the little emperor.

Long Nian paused briefly at the entrance of the martial arts academy and then entered the martial arts academy. Song Zheng quietly raised his head and looked, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly. He suddenly saw that there were two people following Long Nian. One of them was Song Zheng.

I know it is Pang Hui. The other man is in his fifties, with a bright forehead, long and narrow eyes, and thick eyebrows.

, as neatly as a two-foot-long silver beard, obviously carefully taken care of. He is wearing a silver-white brocade robe and a green tasseled jade belt, making his abdomen slightly bulging. His crown is a red horned hat with black ends at both ends.

The feather wings kept shaking up and down as the horse moved forward, looking a little funny.

This person can ride on horseback with Pang Hui, but his momentum is not weaker than that of Pang Hui. No need to guess, this person is undoubtedly the powerful Prime Minister Huang Yuandu. Civil servants ride in sedans and military officers ride horses. Huang Yuandu doesn't even have armor, he just wears

Riding on a horse in such an official uniform. Although this outfit was a bit inappropriate, it unexpectedly added a heroic aura to him. Compared to the fully armed Pang Hui, Huang Yuandu interpreted a different kind of authority.

Song Zheng didn't dare to take a closer look, he just glanced quickly and then lowered his head. He keenly felt that several bone-piercing eyes swept across his back, followed by Pang Hui's slightly high-pitched and hoarse voice.

The voice sounded, "Prime Minister Huang, these two

They are Song Zheng and Han Kui. When I was taking the martial arts examination before, I came to the martial arts academy and got to know them. These two people are considered to be the leaders of this year's martial arts examination. The Prime Minister has always known how to know people. You

Let’s see how these two people do?”

"Sure enough, he is a young talent." Huang Yuandu nodded, then smiled and said, "Your Majesty knows that I have never known the army. The method of selecting talents in the army is completely different from that of the imperial examination. If you ask me to tell you one, two, three, it will be difficult for me.

Already."

"Your Excellency, Prime Minister, you are joking." Pang Hui responded calmly, and then turned his horse to move forward. Huang Yuandu's expression did not change, his eyes glanced at Song Zheng and Han Kui, and then he stroked his beard.

, followed him unhurriedly.

Song Zheng took a long breath. Huang Yuandu's eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, as if not even a hair could escape his eyes. In contrast, Pang Hui's eyes were cold, like hooks, picking up your true inner thoughts.

Hook it out. But Huang Yuandu doesn't need to hook it at all, as if he can see through you at once. They are indeed the two most powerful traitors in the Da Qi Dynasty, and their eyes are so vicious that there is no difference.

All the imperial troops entered the martial arts academy, and General Feng Zhanbao also stood at the gate, instructing Song Zheng and Han Kui to take their own city guard sergeants to assemble at the A-shaped training ground and wait for the competition to begin.

Song and Han had to organize their team and came to the A-shaped training ground.

On the field, the forbidden troops have already been distributed, surrounding the entire A-shaped training ground. The Holy Driver has already set up more than ten sets of exquisite wooden tables and chairs, standing on the south side of the A-shaped training ground. Further south,

They are the emperor's two dragon chariots.

A handsome boy in his teens, wearing a yellow dragon robe and a red cloak, stood majestically behind the table. While looking at the entry team, he excitedly pointed something. On either side of him, Huang Yuandu and Pang

Hui left and right, echoing in a low voice. Behind the young man, a tall and thin eunuch stood there with his head bowed and hunched over, as if his bones were frozen by the cold air.

The young man is naturally Pang Ying, the current Emperor of Qi, and the tall and thin eunuch is Song Zheng's old acquaintance Qian Mancai - the noble one among the famous people around the little emperor now, known as the little noble son. The Holy Emperor came to the martial arts academy, and Huang Yuandu became the prime minister.

Pang Ying was the Taiwei, so he actually came with him. One of these two people was the emperor's grandfather and the other was his uncle, both of whom were highly respected ministers. It was a bit unbelievable that they appeared at the Wuyuan at the same time this time.

Song Zheng and Han Kui stood a hundred feet apart on the east and west sides of the wooden frame, looking at each other in the air. The city guard sergeants under their command were all ready to move, waiting for the last moment of collision.

While they were waiting, two imperial guardsmen ran on both sides and shouted loudly, "Song Zheng, Han Kui, come forward and see me!"?