The dignitaries in front of the palace were eagerly waiting.
Some stood on tiptoes and stretched their necks, hoping to see more clearly.
Some people squinted their eyes and stared straight ahead.
They were undoubtedly exceptions.
They were all looking forward to the outcome of the duel, as if Afraid of missing any tiny link.
Yuanyuan and the others were in a rather nervous mood.
Zhao Yufan and Chu Ming were both masters of swordsmanship.
It was hard to draw a conclusion as to who would win.
The continuous drizzle slanted down, and water droplets splashed on the ground and bounced on people, but no one paid attention.
Suddenly, the drizzle became violent, the sound of raindrops resounded throughout the world, and big raindrops hit the ground.
Water droplets splashed on the ground.
At this time, Zhao Yufan and Chu Ming's swords sparked a spark, and the sparks flashed, and they each took three steps back.
In a moment, the winner was decided.
There was a three-centimeter tear in the abdomen of Chu Ming's clothes, but Zhao Yufan was unscathed.
Everyone was not too shocked, it seemed that Zhao Yufan's victory was natural.
Chu Ming was silent for a long time before showing a smile and said, "Thank you."
Zhao Yufan pursed his lips, put away his sword, and looked at Chu Ming, "Your sword has lost its roots."
The moment he lost to Zhao Yufan, Chu Ming understood something.
With Zhao Yufan's words, he completely understood that in the past, his sword was only for speed and ruthlessness, but the sword just now was a little more weird.
It was inconsistent with his swordsmanship.
Although the sword just looked extremely powerful, it was not a good thing for him.
The leader of the Divine Sword Sect frowned and said nothing.
Just now he clearly said that the Jingtian Sword was more powerful, but Zhao Yufan's words seemed to veto his remarks.
Chu Ming looked at the emperor, bowed and saluted: "Emperor, seniors, there are still many things to deal with in Xueyu, so I won't stay any longer."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Tang Yang nodded silently and ordered the eunuch beside him: "Go and ask Prime Minister Zuo to gather 10,000 loads of grain, 3,000 pieces of winter clothes, and 500 strong horses to deliver to the young prince's inn."
There was a trace of joy in Chu Ming's eyes.
After thanking him, he rushed outside the imperial city accompanied by Zhao Yufan and others.
"Are you happy?"
Zhao Yufan asked puzzledly.
Chu Ming sighed and had no words.
This time he came to Kyoto to challenge Zhao Yufan, first of all, and secondly to raise food and grass.
Life in the snowy region has always been difficult, and Kyoto needed relief every year.
Zhao Yufan also guessed the situation in Xueyu.
He was silent for a moment, took out a ring from the storage ring and handed it to Chu Ming, "Here it is, there are 100 million spiritual stones in it."
Hearing this, Chu Ming was startled, looked at Zhao Yufan seriously, and took the ring directly.
Their snowy region was really short of money, and tens of thousands of people died every year due to cold and hunger.
Seeing Zhao Yufan take out the money, Yuanyuan curled her lips and took out 50 million spirit stones with a look of reluctance, "I only have so much on me.
If you have anything in the future, you can come to Kyoto to see me.
I will try my best to help you, but there are conditions. " Zhang Qing didn't have any money with him.
He thought for a moment and whispered: "I will have some biological goods sent to the snowy area."
Lin Xiao and Zhou Hai were both disciples of the sect and had no money or power.
After thinking for a long time, they didn't know how to help Chu Ming.
Finally, Lin Xiao took out the few million spirit stones he had left, and the tens of thousands of swords he had accumulated over the past ten years, and said awkwardly: "There is nothing valuable, I'll give these to you.
If you don’t mind, I’ll accompany you to the snowy areas.”
Chu Ming was startled, then nodded.
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Zhou Hai has nothing to give to Chu Ming.
He has more than one million spirit stones, but if he gives it to Chu Ming, how will he live in the future?
Everyone also knew about Zhou Hai's situation, so they didn't say anything but continued to move forward.
On the way, Zhao Yufan secretly asked Yuanyuan about the situation in the snowy area, and Yuanyuan described it in eight words: bones like snow, leaving no trace for thousands of miles.
Walking outside the imperial city, Chu Ming, Lin Xiao and Zhao Yufan said goodbye.
Before parting, Zhao Yufan felt that he should do his best to help his friends, so he pulled Chu Ming aside and gave him more than a dozen pill recipes and weapon refining drawings, hoping to help him.
Chu Ming froze Zhao Yufan strangely, "Where did you steal it from?"
Zhao Yufan lowered his voice and warned: "It's yours, don't tell others."
Hearing this, Chu Ming looked a little frightened and panicked, "You, you are" Zhao Yufan didn't say anything, but pushed Chu Ming to indicate that he could leave.
Several people not far away saw Chu Ming's panic and panic expression, and couldn't help but feel a little baffled.
They didn't know what Zhao Yufan had done to make Chu Ming's expression change drastically.
Chu Ming and Lin Xiao left, and Zhao Yufan and others returned to the banquet palace.
On the palace, people gathered one after another, enjoying the singing and dancing.
Two people caught Zhao Yufan's attention.
One was Xia Mo'er, the concubine accompanying the emperor, and the other was Xia Qiuze, the Kyoto guard general.
In the past, Xia Qiuze was the city lord of Bishuiyan City, and Xia Mo'er was the city lord's daughter, but now, the two have undergone earth-shaking changes.
At this time, a servant was pouring wine for Xia Qiuze.
Xia Qiuze's face was red and he was chatting with several colleagues.
His eyes were a little cloudy, and he felt helpless and sad.
The palace was filled with the aroma of wine and delicacies from the mountains and seas.
On the table, low voices of conversation were mixed together, like chirping sparrows.
Suddenly, Xia Qiuze's pupils shrank and suddenly dilated, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Blood splattered and scattered on the red carpet, looming.
The noise suddenly stopped and the atmosphere became extremely tense.
Everyone looked at Xia Qiuze who was lying on the table, a little at a loss.
An official next to him reached out to feel his breath, then suddenly retracted his hand, looked at the emperor in horror, and stammered: "Death." , dead.”
"Father" Xia Moer's face turned pale immediately after hearing this, and she threw herself next to Xia Qiuze, crying.
Outside the palace, the rainwater on the eaves dripped rhythmically to the ground, as if people were crying.
A group of soldiers rushed into the palace and guarded Xia Qiuze, waiting for the emperor's order.
"Save people."
The emperor shouted angrily, looked around, and said coldly: "Investigate this matter thoroughly."
The emperor left angrily, and Xia Moer accompanied the imperial doctor to treat Xia Qiuze.
The palace fell into a dead silence.
After a long time, everyone started talking in low voices.
"Who is so bold as to commit an assassination here?"
"Hmph, it must be from their sect.
Otherwise, why didn't anyone assassinate Xia Qiuze before?"
"Nonsense, this is obviously a fight for fame and fortune among your officials.
What does it have to do with the people of our sect?"
Everyone was talking a lot, busy trying to get rid of the suspicion.
Zhao Yufan remained silent.
The cause of Xia Qiuze's death was unknown.
It might have been poison in the wine, poison in the food, or assassination.
Xia Qiuze had just arrived in Kyoto not long ago.
He had no grudges with anyone and did not pose any threat to anyone's interests.
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To be killed for no reason like this made people's hearts filled with doubts
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