The prince is very fierce

Chapter 98 Wu Wu Er

The dragon flag is displayed in front of the Taiji Hall. From the dragon chair in Songji, you can see Chengtian Gate, Zhuque Gate, and Zhuque Street, which span the entire Chang'an to the end of the sky.

Around the White Jade Square, almost all the core members of Dayue's top floor gathered here, sitting upright in silence, waiting for a small competition that seemed not very important, but related to the majesty of the two countries.

Eunuch Jia, the general manager of the palace, served as the master of ceremonies for this contest because of his position and status in the world. At this time, wearing a big red robe and holding a fly whisk, he walked down the royal road and came to the middle of the square in front of the palace:

"The envoys of the State of Qi recently came to Chang'an to pay homage to the Holy One. The two countries have lived together peacefully for nearly a century and have been in constant contact with each other. I am a great warrior, and there are many strange people in the streets and mountains. The Holy One intends to appoint the top ten warriors to encourage the warriors to reshape their martial arts. Virtue. The envoy Qi heard about it the day before yesterday and wanted to use martial arts to make friends. He and I, the great Yue'er, have tried their hand at each other. Your Majesty agreed, and I will set up a martial arts competition in front of the Taiji Hall today. I hope that the two men will express their feelings regardless of their previous grudges..."

The so-called "use of force to make friends" is just a talk for the occasion. Northern Qi Dynasty Dayue still has a truce rather than an armistice. This arena is a competition between the two countries. It is like holding a sports meeting in your own home. It is said that 'friendship comes first and competition comes second', but in fact it is a matter of life and death. of.

Eunuch Jia's voice had the voice of a male duck, but it was extremely loud. Thousands of people around the square could hear it clearly. They all looked forward to it with eager eyes. The envoys of the Northern Qi Dynasty stood up and bowed to the emperor in front of the palace to thank him.

After Eunuch Jia finished speaking, he waved his hand to dust the dust, and the Royal Forest Army moved all the weapons they could find in the world to the surrounding areas:

"The rules of a warrior are: one stands and the other lies down.

As the saying goes, "The sword has no eyes," and those who compete take life and death at their own risk, but only those who have martial virtues in their hearts are warriors. They have to be able to lose as well as win.

Everyone, let’s get started! "

clang--

The gong half as tall as a man rang, and there was some noise in front of the Taiji Hall. They all looked at the team of Northern Qi envoys.

Song Ji was holding the tea cup with one hand, his expression was dull and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Zhang Xiang, Liu Yunlin and others were guarding the surrounding area with their swords pressed. From time to time they looked up at the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, as if they were worried about whether it would rain and disturb the Lord's mood.

The Queen Mother behind the bead curtain was obviously a little interested because she usually had nothing to do. She sat up straight and waited intently.

Xu Buling looked at the Queen Mother, not showing the slightest interest in the scene below.

Tread——

After the gong sounded, a figure appeared first in the square that was a thousand steps long and wide.

Zuo Yezi strode forward with his long sword in hand, seemingly not seeing the thousands of eyes on him. He walked straight past dozens of lampposts standing in the square and arrived at the center of the entire imperial city, facing the royal road. The gilded soft couch above raised his hand and bowed:

"Foreign minister Zuo Yezi, please see Emperor Dayue."

"No gift."

Song Ji raised his dragon sleeves and followed the procedure, looking at the young heroes sitting in the audience:

"Zuo Yezi is a direct disciple of the Imperial Master of Qi State. He is expected to have a good career in art. Is there anyone willing to challenge?"

On the side of the square, under the eaves where young people gathered, many Chang'an leaders looked at each other and wanted to send someone to try it first.

But Zuo Yezi had no intention of waiting quietly. He saluted Emperor Dayue again and said loudly:

"Foreign Minister Zuo Yezi came today as a warrior to ask for advice. It is an honor for His Majesty the Emperor to agree to treat him according to the rules of a warrior. However, there should be good news for warriors to compete. There are so many pillars of Dayue Kingdom present. If we only look at a few juniors, I’m afraid I’m not in the mood for a fight.”

As soon as this statement came out, it attracted everyone's attention.

Song Ji was holding the tea cup, his expression as lukewarm as ever:

"What jackpot do you want?"

Zuo Yezi held the three-foot green sword and looked at the princes in the audience:

"I heard that His Majesty the Emperor is going to appoint the top ten warriors. If the foreign minister wins the first prize in front of the Taiji Hall today, can the emperor give the foreign minister the golden plaque of 'No. 1 in the World' in advance?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Zhang Xiang frowned while pressing Yan Ling Dao, and said in a cold voice: "This guy is so arrogant. I thought he just wanted the position of military leader, but he never wanted to be the 'number one in the world'. A frog in a well doesn't know how high the sky is!"

Zhang Tingbao was also a little annoyed: "It's just a competition among peers. Even if I win, I can't be the best in the world. How can there be such a thing as 'gifting it in advance'? If my Dayue's golden plaque of being the best in the world is in the Northern Qi Dynasty, wouldn't it make everyone in the world laugh? die……"

There was constant noise and sarcasm.

Song Ji also raised his eyebrows slightly, obviously feeling that the young man below him was too loud. His original intention was to give him the title of 'Tenth in the World', but no one was convinced even if he appointed 'Number One in the World'.

With a bit of anger in her eyes, the Queen Mother turned her head and whispered: "No, this kid is crazier than you. There are many strange people in the world. From ancient times to the present, those who dare to be called 'the best in the world' have all gained this reputation since childhood. He is a famous figure in the world, but I have never heard of his name..."

Xu Buling shook his head and chuckled, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, finally focusing on Zuo Yezi.

There is a huge difference between pride and arrogance. Anyone who dares to say this in front of the Tai Chi Palace must at least be brave enough.

Among the officials, Censor Qi Xinghan had the most fiery temper. He stood up and said sarcastically:

"The competition between the younger generations is like child's play in the eyes of the elders. Even if the Holy One is willing to grant a golden plaque, how can you, a child with a yellow mouth who has not yet reached the crown, dare to accept the title of 'No. Don’t you teach humility and self-awareness, respect for elders and younger ones?”

Normally, everyone would regard Qi Xinghan as a stinking stone in the manhole, but in this kind of external scolding situation, he would be regarded as the backbone. At this time, everyone nodded in agreement with this sentence.

Zuo Yezi raised his hand, his eyes slightly unruly:

"My husband will naturally teach the elders and younger ones, but there is no second place in martial arts!"

I, Zuo Yezi, a first-level foreign minister, am only twenty years old. If I can stand to the end in front of His Majesty Emperor Dayue today, the result will not change ten years later. What's wrong with accepting the golden plaque of "No. 1 in the world" in advance? OK?

If you are not convinced, you can come and take it away. Why bother arguing with words? "

Qi Xinghan was immediately speechless.

This is the core of the battle between civil and military forces. As the saying goes, when a scholar meets a soldier, he cannot explain why. A warrior will only recognize the one who is standing. If he is beaten to the ground by a yellow-haired boy in front of the emperor, then it is indeed the right thing to do. People come first. As for letting Eunuch Jia wait for the older generation to snatch him back, Dayue couldn't afford to lose this person.

Taiwei Liu Pingyang was originally a martial artist. At this time, he was obviously annoyed by this young boy. He slapped the table and said angrily:

"The Holy One has appointed Dayue as the top ten warriors. How can you, a foreign envoy from Northern Qi, ask me, Dayue, to be number one in the world? You should ask the monarch of Qi for it."

This was a bit disrespectful, and even Song Ji frowned.

Sure enough, when Zuo Yezi heard these words, he immediately curled up his lips, spread his hands and looked at the civil and military officials:

“The world is under heaven, under the sky.

His Majesty Emperor Dayue has appointed the top ten warriors in the world. Why can't I, Zuo Yezi, take it?

Is it possible that in the eyes of the generals and ministers, His Majesty Emperor Dayue's vision is only within the two hundred and eighty states of the Nine Roads, and the outer territories, such as the Lingnan Road that has not yet been recovered, are not considered the world? I, the monarch of Qi State, evaluates the heroes of the world, but I have never missed one of Dayue's talents! "

"you--"

Liu Pingyang immediately flew into a rage, his face turned livid with anger, but he couldn't say a word. Being made jealous by others and framing the matter in the eyes of the emperor, what he said just now, as the Taiwei in charge of Dayue's troops, was indeed too petty.

The opponent caught him with his painful leg and went online. Everyone around the square was silent for a while. Qi Xinghan almost fainted from the anger of this pig teammate.

The Queen Mother was also full of anger, but she had no choice but to look at Song Ji to see how he would respond.

Song Ji was free and easy, and clapped his hands: "I am very articulate, but I don't know how good my skills are. If you can stand to the end today, I will give you a 'Qingkui' gold plaque. As for 'No. 1 in the world', ten years from now Come and get it yourself if you can.”

The meaning of "Qing Kui" is simple and clear. It means the leader among young people. He is different from the Ten Wukui. His reputation is not weak, so his handling can be said to be very clever.

However, the leader of Dayue's younger generation is in Northern Qi, which is also not very popular.

Situ Huyu, Tang Jiuer, Zhang Tingbao and other young people who are going to play today are all agitated. They dare not accept the golden plaque of the Ten Wukui, but this 'Qing Kui' can be competed for. Wu Wu is the second. They are of the same age, so it’s hard to tell who will win and who will lose in a real fight.

In the center of Tai Chi Square, Zuo Yezi was still speaking arrogantly. After hearing Song Ji's words, he raised his hand and said:

"Thank you for the gift, Your Majesty. Ten years from now, the foreign minister will definitely go to the appointment to take away the 'Number One in the World' golden plaque."

"snort--"

This statement can be said to have angered the civil and military officials of the court who were watching. Liu Pingyang had just lost an adult. At this time, he was furious and slapped the table:

"Changrun, come up."

Liu Changrun, who was sitting in the back, was originally dissatisfied with the arrogant attitude of the Northern Qi envoy. Without any hesitation, he stood up and walked down the steps of the side hall, took a big gun from the weapons rack, and came directly to Zuo Yezi... …

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