"Brother Chu, let's go down."
Lin Muyu walked onto the stage, held Chu Huaimian's arm, and walked off the stage tremblingly.
Chu Huaimian was devastated.
Although he won, it was only a miserable victory.
The physical injuries were far less than the injuries in his heart.
He lost his hand and was disabled.
After losing Zeng Fang's Qi Hai, he developed a deep hatred for the Shenhou Mansion, and his relationship with Zeng Xiang seemed to become even more impossible.
In fact, Chu Huaimian didn't even dare to look in the direction of Zeng Xiang.
Returning to the martial arts viewing platform, Lin Muyu comforted him: "It's not your fault, don't feel guilty."
"That's right, it was that boy Zeng Fang who attacked first.
It's really shameless."
Qin Lei said eagerly: "This is the Zetian Palace.
Who does Zeng Yifan think he is?
He actually wants to kill you.
Well done, Zeng Fang."
This despicable person should have his Qihai destroyed and his dragon tendons shattered to see why he can still be so arrogant."
Feng Jixing actually understood Chu Huaimian best and sighed: "Brother Chu, there is no need to despair.
As the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.
Maybe there will be a bright future."
"I hope so."
Chu Huaimian sat there dejectedly with a pale face.
At this time, Emperor Qin Jin personally walked down from the martial arts viewing platform and comforted him: "Qing Zeng, don't be too sad.
Chu Huaimian injured Zeng Fang by mistake.
It is not his fault.
I will order people from the Spiritual Medicine Department to visit the world."
The famous doctor’s elixir will definitely cure Zhengfang’s Qihai.”
Zeng Yifan looked sad, clasping his fists and saying, "Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty.
I will thank you for your kindness on behalf of Fang'er."
Qin Jin nodded and said: "Come here, I will enthrone Zeng Fang as the mighty uncle of the gods, and confer the fourth-level title of General Zhendong.
He will officially join the thirteen uncles of the empire.
The title will last forever and be passed down from generation to generation.
He will also be given a luxurious mansion on the outskirts of Lanyan City.
Two hundred thousand Yin coins.”
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."
Zeng Yifan clasped his fists and saluted, but his eyes were filled with sadness as he said, "Here, please send the young marquis to the Department of Spiritual Medicine for treatment."
A group of soldiers from the Shenwei Battalion immediately lifted Zeng Fang to receive treatment, while Zeng Yifan saluted the emperor again and hurried away.
As the carriage passed through Tongtian Street, Zeng Yifan accompanied Zeng Fang, his face ashen.
Beside him, Si Kongnan, the captain of the Shenwei Battalion who was galloping on horseback, had an angry look on his face and said: "Chu Huaimian took the opportunity to destroy the young marquis's life."
Qi Hai, this is intentional Because, his grandma, the emperor has rewarded the young marquis with so many titles, mansions, and coins, but he has not given him any military power.
This is really an insult to the emperor.
How can we in the Shenhou Mansion endure such a shame and humiliation?
" "What do you want?"
Zeng Yifan's eyes flashed with light and he said, "Say it."
"Why not?"
Sikong Nan cupped his fists and said: "Why not we immediately summon the Shenwei Camp and send feather letters to the major commanders of Tianshu Province, Cangnan Province, and Dixing Province, and let them lead their troops to attack the imperial capital.
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The total strength of our troops is nearly 200,000, while the imperial capital only has 30,000 forbidden troops.
Even if we include the imperial guards and city patrol troops, it does not exceed 50,000.
We will definitely be able to break the city within half a month, and then " Sikong Nan became excited when he spoke, but when he touched Zeng Yifan's cold gaze, he immediately trembled all over and said, "Junhou, did I say the wrong thing?"
Zeng Yifan said angrily: "Sikong Nan, please remember that I, Zeng Yifan, was canonized as a divine prince by His Majesty Qin Jin.
I, Zeng Yifan, will always be a divine prince of the Qin Empire.
Who wants to challenge me?"
Your Majesty will step over my Zeng Yifan's body to take his place.
From now on, if I hear you say such treacherous words again, don't blame me for escorting you into the imperial city and handing you over to Xiang Yu of the Military Police Battalion."
"Your Majesty, I" Sikong Nan shuddered and said, "I don't dare anymore."
"snort."
Zeng Yifan looked down at Zeng Fang, who was frowning, and then looked up at the sky.
He sighed thoughtfully, as if he had aged a lot in this short time.
In the martial arts viewing platform, the sword fighting competition continued until noon, when the final 12 winners were finally decided, and the final first place was about to be chosen among these 12 people.
The next competition will be held in the afternoon, and the emperor personally entertains the 12 winners at Zetian Palace at noon.
At noon, golden guis were placed on the table, filled with exquisite food.
Many of the foods were tributes from the consuls of the other eleven provinces, such as fresh fruits from Lingnan and bear paws from Lingdong Province. , wild cloud venison from Tongtian Province, swans from Yunzhong Province, seven-core begonia from Qihai City, etc.
When the musicians rang the bells, they also announced the start of the banquet.
There were crowds of palace maids, and the courtiers knelt respectfully and waited for orders.
There was even a dedicated person pouring the wine.
Lin Muyu sat on the seat between Feng Jixing and Chu Huaimian, very silent.
He was not very suitable for this kind of occasion, because the scene in front of him confirmed an idiom called "The bells ring and the cauldrons eat".
The life of the emperor's family is really too...
It's luxurious.
Even if Lin Muyu is not the kind of guardian of heaven and earth who helps the world, he still feels a little guilty when eating these things.
"Come" Qin Jin held up the silver cup and said with a smile: "My lords, please drink up this glass of wine.
I wish you all a good ranking in the sword fighting competition in the afternoon.
Come on."
The emperor drank it all in one gulp.
Lin Muyu and others did not dare to neglect, but they also drank it one by one.
"Xiao Yin" Qin Jin looked at his precious daughter and signaled with his eyes.
Qin Yin immediately stood up, holding a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yin toasts to you all again, and I wish you good results."
She is the future heir of the empire, and the 12 people present here are all outstanding talents that the empire must rely on in the future.
This is the biggest reason why Qin Jin asked his daughter to toast.
In fact, Qin Jin is taking this opportunity to train his daughter to be a future minister. , with good intentions.
After that, Qin Yin toasted one by one, and everyone was flattered.
Only when Qin Yin came to Lin Muyu, she said with a wicked smile: "Brother Ayu, drink less."
Lin Muyu looked at her flushed face angrily and said, "You should drink less.
Look at you, you are a little drunk."
Qin Yin chuckled, her face as red as the sunset, so beautiful that she couldn't take it away.
She smiled and said, "I'm fine, but you can't get drunk, otherwise you will lose the sword fighting competition in the afternoon."
"Don't worry, I will do my best."
Lin Muyu smiled slightly.
"Yeah, Xiao Yin wishes brother A Yu the first place."
Qin Yin filled the wine again and said with a smile: "Come, brother A Yu, let's have another drink with Xiao Yin."
"Yeah."
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Lin Muyu drank another drink.
This move made Yu Wen Lian and other children of the aristocratic family unhappy.
Qin Yin toasted a round of wine, but drank an extra glass at Lin Muyu's place.
She even sat on the floor and chatted happily with him.
Such love made them jealous, but they couldn't help it.
It can be said, after all, it is well known that Lin Muyu is the adopted son of the emperor, and it is human nature to be so close to Qin Yin.
In the afternoon, Qin Yin was already slightly drunk, and she sat on the martial arts viewing platform with a red face, looking at the martial arts performance platform from a distance, waiting for the next competition.
There are only 12 people left, and it can be said that everyone is a tiger.
However, the grouping seemed a bit strange.
The 12 people were actually divided into two groups as 16 people, and the top eight were decided directly.
However, it also meant that 4 people would have a bye.
The groups were quickly divided, Lin Muyu, Chu Huai Mian and Feng Jixing were both lucky enough to have a bye.
If the coke broke, Feng Jixing would advance directly to the quarterfinals without having to play.
Lin Muyu was also secretly happy.
It would be best not to play, so as to preserve his strength.
The consumption of fighting spirit was already serious in the morning.
The next opponent who is not a master must go all out.
The four competitions ended quickly, and the two brothers Qin Lei and Qin Yan successfully won.
In addition, Yu Wenlian, Lin Changqing, and Murong Zhou also advanced to the top eight.
So far, only eight were left on the gilded wooden board of the sword fighting competition.
The names of the individuals are: Feng Jixing, Chu Huaimian, Qin Lei, Qin Yan, Lin Muyu, Yu Wenlian, Lin Changqing, and Murong Zhou are eight people.
Lin Changqing and Murong Zhou are both generals in the first town of the imperial province, with fourth-level military ranks.
They struggled in the army when they were young, and they have improved their cultivation over the years.
Therefore, he also obtained the qualification to participate in the sword fighting competition.
Soon, the eunuch quickly listed the top 8 matchups.
Feng Jixing fights against Lin Changqing Yuwen Lian fights Qin Lei Lin Muyu fights Qin Yan Murong Zhou fights against Chu Huaimian
"I actually met Brother Lin Muyu" Qin Yan showed a hint of frustration and said: "How could I be his opponent?
I thought I could meet Lin Changqing or Yu Wenlian and get the top four spots."
Qin Lei said with a smile: "Ayan, it's not easy for you to be among the top eight.
After all, you are only eighteen years old.
Everyone here is older than you.
Imagine if you are allowed to practice for another seven or eight years.
We, the people Who will be your opponent?"
Qin Yan was delighted: "Well, what I said is absolutely true."
This kid really doesn't know how to be humble at all.
In the first scene, Feng Jixing faced off against Lin Changqing.
Both of them were masters of swordsmanship, and they were both commanders.
They spent many years in the army and developed a set of killing swordsmanship.
However, Feng Jixing His sword skills were more proficient and domineering, and his own cultivation was better than that of Lin Changqing, so after dozens of rounds, Lin Changqing gave up the sword and gave up.
In the second game, Yu Wen Lian fought against Qin Lei, and the son of the Protector General Yu Wenxie faced off against the eldest son of King Ji Ning.
However, there was a huge disparity in strength between the two.
In less than 10 rounds, Yu Wen Lian was injured and lost.
Too tyrannical, Yu Wenlian adopted defensive tactics almost from the beginning of the war, but continued to defend until the end of defeat.
In the third game, Lin Muyu played against Qin Yan.
Although they are rivals, the two have a good relationship.
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Lin Muyu is holding the Dragon Spirit Sword and Qin Yan is holding the Fire Snake Spear.
The two of them stepped onto the high platform side by side, which immediately caused a burst of cheers.
Lin Muyu seemed to have already passed away because of his status as the adopted son of the emperor.
He has developed many "fans" of girls.
On the martial arts viewing platform, at least a dozen noble girls waved their pink arms and shouted: "Come on, Lord Lin Muyu!"
"Pa" Tang Xiaoxi's teacup fell heavily on the table.
She had an unhappy look on her face and said with disgust in her beautiful eyes: "Huh, what's wrong with these women who know Mu Mu?
They actually cheer for Mu Mu like this.
I'm so angry."
Qin Yin chuckled: "Xiao Xi is so stingy."
"I me" Tang Xiaoxi pouted, but was unwilling to admit that she was stingy.
Her breasts were bulging with anger, and she said, "Xiao Yin also bullies me.
Are you happy for those women to cheer for Mu Mu?"
Qin Yin's beautiful eyes were like water, she shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I will be very happy if they cheer for brother Ayu, but after I ascend the throne, I will reduce their father's salary by 30%."
Tang Xiaoxi looked respectful: "She is indeed Xiao Yin":