Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The day that had Fang Zheng on edge finally arrived.

The entrance to the Banshan Stadium was swarming with people, but fortunately, they were all people who had been arranged in advance.

Within the bustling crowd, distinct groups were clearly identifiable.

The sanitation team and the Beacon Fire Gang displayed disciplined training, standing in neat rows awaiting entry.

A group of people who seemed uninterested and were chatting amongst themselves were clearly from Taoyuan County.

The most distinct group was those who had bought tickets, all jammed together in a chaotic mess at the entrance.

Curses and shouts arose from all directions. Fortunately, people from the Bing Ma Si (Bureau of Military Affairs) came to help.

In addition, Xie Xian and many other reporters were on the scene maintaining order.

The reporters walked the streets and alleys every day, and each of them had already become minor celebrities in the capital.

They were perfect for maintaining order.

Amidst the jostling crowd, people occasionally shouted the name of a certain reporter.

That reporter would immediately feel a sense of pride!

As time passed, the gates to the entrance slowly began to open.

Two rows of soldiers walked out from the wide entrance, swords at their waists, looking ready for anything.

The crowd was guided into several lines and began to enter through security...

On the other side of the Imperial City.

A solemn and grand procession attracted the attention of many people.

Many commoners peeked at the dragon palanquin through the encirclement of the Imperial Guards.

Fang Zheng rode his horse alongside Paba, with Chi Lie behind them.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was still thinking about whether there were any oversights in yesterday's arrangements.

He would occasionally frown when he thought of something that wasn't quite right.

When Paba saw this, he mistakenly thought that he was worried.

He smiled and said, "Brother Fang, it's just an ordinary competition, there's no need to worry."

He had also been busy these past few days. Although the trade matter had not yet been finalized, he already felt that it was eighty percent likely to succeed through indirect inquiries!

He had also inquired a lot about Fang Zheng's identity!

His impression of him had changed again and again!

Although Fang Zheng was young, he clearly had the ability!

The prosperity and development of Banshan Workshop was definitely inseparable from his direct promotion!

In addition, the court's evaluation of him was mixed.

A small number of people believed that he was outstanding in ability, while more people thought that he was flattering, eloquent, and shameless.

However, Paba was obviously inclined towards the former.

Developing Banshan Workshop, managing the Jianjiang grain disaster... The reason why the public opinion was poor must be that court officials were jealous of his talent.

This kind of thing was not uncommon, and it existed everywhere.

Moreover, the Grand Eunuch Guo Tianyang had an excellent relationship with him, and the Grand Secretary Li Yansong was his uncle.

This was all accurate information.

He already had a complete understanding of Fang Zheng!

Fang Zheng turned his head and glanced at Chi Lie, and said lightly, "I'm not worried about anything else, you should still be concerned about Chi Lie."

"In the martial arts arena, fists and feet have no eyes, and collisions are inevitable. I hope the master won't mind."

Paba laughed twice and then fell silent.

Although this Fang Zheng was a good person, he was too arrogant in this matter!

Chi Lie's martial arts skills were not only superb, but his marksmanship was also miraculous, with the courage of ten thousand men!

It was just that the competition could not be on horseback; horse warfare was where Chi Lie was truly powerful! Otherwise, even if Zhang Biao was strong, he would definitely not be Chi Lie's opponent!

Chi Lie would definitely win this competition!

Seeing his confident appearance, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel a little displeased.

"Master, no matter what the result of this competition is, we must always show the style of the two countries, after all, we are friendly exchanges."

"After arriving at the martial arts venue, I will arrange for someone to accompany Chi Lie to prepare for entry."

"After entering the arena, there will be a host to introduce Chi Lie to all the spectators. You can give me any introductory remarks in advance, and I will arrange for the preparations below."

Host? Introductory remarks?

Paba pondered for a moment and then understood. This was not a new thing. There were similar settings for the Beirong people's competitions.

"This... martial arts depends on strength to speak, there is no need to be too complicated, why not just say this..."

"The number one warrior on the grassland, unparalleled in horse warfare! How is it?"

Hehe, as long as Chi Lie appears, what else needs to be said? His strength is all written on his face.

It's useless to do those fancy things!

Fang Zheng smacked his lips, feeling even more unhappy. Just brag!

Although he was disdainful in his heart, he responded perfunctorily, "Very good! Very good!"

"Brother Fang, I wonder if Chi Lie can ride a horse to the arena? When the competition starts, the horse can be led back."

"Of course, it's a trivial matter," Fang Zheng replied lightly.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was so easy to talk to, Paba was also a little happy.

Although Chi Lie was fierce enough, he didn't mind making the appearance even more flamboyant!

"I wonder how Zhang Biao's appearance will be introduced? Has Brother Fang prepared anything?" Paba asked curiously.

"Although Zhang Biao has brute strength, he is indeed not very famous. At most, he has only become a constable. I'm sorry to have made the master laugh," Fang Zheng said modestly.

Paba chuckled: "Brother Fang is too polite! The Great Jing is full of talents, and there are many experts among the people. I am very much looking forward to it!"

After speaking, the two stopped talking and rode their horses silently.

A large group of people finally arrived at Banshan Stadium.

At this moment, all the spectators had been arranged to enter the stadium.

Outside the stadium, the faint sound of tens of thousands of people talking could still be heard.

In addition to seeing the world's number one martial arts competition that was being madly promoted in the newspapers, the more important thing was the Emperor's personal presence!

To be fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of the dragon's face was truly a lifelong blessing.

At this moment, the Emperor's palanquin was already heavily guarded, and began to enter the arena with Guo Tianyang's shouts.

The Jing Emperor's seat was naturally specially set up.

It was selected in the middle of the back of the auditorium, surrounded by walls on three sides.

In addition to the civil and military officials, the seats in front, back, left, and right were all guarded by guards.

Just looking at their eyes, you could tell that they were definitely not ordinary people.

As long as it wasn't a natural disaster such as an earthquake or a meteorite, the Emperor would definitely not have any safety problems!

Fang Zheng was also sweating profusely.

The Jing Emperor usually didn't put on airs, but today there were foreign guests, so the scene had to be done well.

This was the first time he had seen such a large formation!

Fortunately... fortunately, Yi Bai's matter was discovered early. Based on her skills, I'm afraid that as soon as the crossbow was taken out, she would be hacked into mincemeat with random knives!

When the Emperor led his officials to take their seats, the people in Banshan Stadium immediately quieted down.

The whole audience was silent, only everyone was watching the Jing Emperor.

The people of Taoyuan County quickly put away the red banners they had prepared, and many people excitedly looked at Fang Zheng next to the Emperor.

The civil and military officials were also very curious about the stadium.

The gathering of 20,000 people, neatly sitting in a venue, was basically difficult to see such a spectacular scene except for military parades.

It can be said to be a spectacular sight!

The Jing Emperor was calm and composed, and his eyes swept across the entire audience. He saw a circle of people standing on the highest row around the stadium, with musical instruments such as qins and drums in front of them.

Even a loudspeaker was placed in front of each person's instrument.

The Jing Emperor curiously asked Fang Zheng, "Fang Qing, what are those people doing at the top?"

Fang Zheng leaned close to him and whispered, "Your Majesty, it's nothing, it's just a program!"

Program? Another new program?

The Jing Emperor had already begun to look forward to it!

Then he looked at his opposite!

Opposite was a house with a huge window opened, and an object protruded from the window, vaguely looking like a circular object... but I didn't know what it was.

So he reached out and pointed to the opposite side, wanting to inquire.

Before he could open his mouth, Li Yuanzhao next to him spoke first.

"Father! That's a bell! It's for amplifying the sound!"

Bell?

The Jing Emperor carefully observed it for a while before realizing that it was indeed a huge bronze bell, but he didn't see it because the bottom was facing him.

Fang Zheng then explained: "Your Majesty! That's called a studio! Someone inside is explaining the game, specially prepared in case someone can't understand or see clearly."

The commentator in the opposite house was the iron-lunged host of Banshan Plaza.

This time, he was specially recruited to give Zhang Biao a buff.

The original small loudspeaker was no longer needed. The bronze bell was directly dismantled from the Fuyun Temple ruins and simply modified.

Fuyun Temple had long been abandoned and overgrown with weeds because of getting close to science.

But the temple was, after all, owned, and Fang Zheng didn't move it randomly. He had been sending people to look for Abbot Hongcheng, wanting to buy it back.

Unfortunately, he had never found it, but he had only heard that someone had found a wild man suspected of being the abbot in the mountains.

Since he couldn't find it back, it would be a waste to leave it idle, so the bronze bell was borrowed for temporary use!

The Jing Emperor looked around again, and the smile on his face gradually grew stronger.

"Good... Fang Qing is thoughtful!"