Text Chapter 197 Advance to the Quarterfinals

"Brother Chu, shall we go down?"

Lin Muyu walked onto the stage, supported Chu Huaimian's arm, and walked off the stage tremblingly. Chu Huaimian was in a daze. Although he won, it was only a miserable victory. After breaking Zengfang's sea of ​​qi, he forged a deep hatred with Shenhou Mansion from then on, and the relationship with Zengxiang seemed to become even more impossible.

Even, Chu Huaimian didn't dare to look in Zeng Xiang's direction at all.

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Back on the martial arts viewing platform, Lin Muyu comforted: "It's not your fault, don't feel guilty."

"That's right, it was Zeng Fang who made a sneak attack first, really shameless!" Qin Lei said eagerly, "This is Zetian Palace, who Zeng Yifan thinks he is, actually wants to kill you, hmph... well played , A despicable villain like Zeng Fang should have crippled his sea of ​​qi and broken his dragon tendons, let's see why he is still rampant!"

Feng Jixing actually knew Chu Huaimian best, he sighed and said: "Brother Chu, there is no need to despair, the so-called car must find a way to the front of the mountain, maybe there will be a bright day?"

"I hope..." Chu Huaimian sat there slumped with a pale face.

At this time, the emperor Qin Jin walked down the martial arts viewing platform himself, and comforted him: "Zengqing, don't be too sad, Chu Huaimian hurt Zeng Fang by mistake, he is not to blame, I will order people from the Department of Spiritual Medicine to visit the world The famous doctor's elixir will definitely heal the sea of ​​qi in Zeng Fang."

Zeng Yifan looked sad, clasped his fists and said: "Thank you Your Majesty for your mercy, I thank Lord Long En on behalf of Fanger."

Qin Jin nodded, and said: "Come here, canonize Zengfang as God Weibo, add a fourth-level title to Zhendong General, officially enter the ranks of the thirteen uncles of the empire, and the title will last forever and be passed down from generation to generation. 200,000 Yin coins."

"Thank you Your Majesty for your kindness..." Zeng Yifan cupped his fists in salute, but his eyes were filled with incomparable sadness, and he said, "Come here, send the young master to the Department of Spirit Medicine for treatment."

A group of soldiers from the Shenwei Battalion immediately lifted up the Zengfang to receive treatment, and Zeng Yifan saluted the emperor again and left in a hurry.

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The carriage was passing through Tongtian Street, Zeng Yifan was beside Zeng Fang, his face was ashen, and beside him, Sikong Nan, the commander of the Shenwei Camp, who was galloping wildly, said with a look of resentment: "Chu Huaimian took the opportunity to destroy the little lord. Qi Hai, this was done on purpose. His grandma, the emperor rewarded the young marquis with so many titles, mansions, and coins, but he did not reward the young marquis with any military power. It is really deceiving! Junhou, this is such a shame and shame, we How can the Shenhou Mansion endure it?"

"Then what do you want?"

Zeng Yifan's eyes shot brightly, and he said, "Say?"

"Why not..." Sikong Nan clasped his fists and said, "Why don't we summon the Shenwei Battalion immediately and send feather letters to the leaders of the Tianshu Province, Cangnan Province, and Earth Star Province, and let them lead their troops to attack the imperial capital. The combined strength of the Great Commander is nearly 200,000, and the imperial capital only has 30,000 imperial troops. Even if we add the Royal Forest Army and City Patrolling Army, it does not exceed 50,000. We will definitely be able to break through the city within half a month, and then ..."

Sikong Nan became excited when he spoke, but when he met Zeng Yifan's cold gaze, he immediately trembled all over, and said, "Junhou, I... did I say something wrong?"

Zeng Yifan said angrily: "Sikong Nan, please remember that I, Zeng Yifan, was canonized as a marquis by His Majesty Qin Jin, and I, Zeng Yifan, will always be the marquis of the Great Qin Empire. Your Majesty will step over my Zeng Yifan's body instead, and from now on, if I hear such rebellious words from you again, don't blame me for escorting you into the imperial city and handing you over to Xiang Yu of the Gendarmerie camp."

"Your Majesty, I..."

Sikong Nan shuddered and said, "I won't dare again!"

"snort."

Zeng Yifan looked down at Zengfang who was frowning tightly, and then looked up at the sky, thoughtfully, and sighed, it seemed that he had aged quite a bit in this short period of time.

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The martial arts platform and the sword fighting competition continued until noon, when the final 12 winners were finally determined, and the final first place was about to be produced among these 12 people.

The next competition will be held in the afternoon, and Dijun personally hosted a banquet for the 12 winners at Zetian Hall at noon.

At noon, golden guis were placed in attendance, containing exquisite food, many of which were paid tribute by the consuls of the remaining eleven provinces, such as fresh fruits from Lingnan and bear paws from Lingdong province. , wild cloud venison from Tongtian Province, swans from Cloud Province, seven-core crabapple from Qihai City, etc. When the musicians rang the chime, they also announced the start of the banquet.

There are crowds of maids, and the courtiers kneel respectfully and wait to be dispatched, and even the pouring of wine is done by a dedicated person.

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 just confirmed an idiom called "Zhongming Dingshi". Luxurious, even if Lin Muyu is not the kind of guardian of heaven and earth who helps the world, but eating these things always feels a little guilty.

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"Come!"

Qin Jin picked up the silver cup and said with a smile: "Please drink this glass of wine to the full, I hope you will get a good ranking in the sword fighting meeting this afternoon. Come!"

The emperor drank it all in one gulp, and Lin Muyu and others drank all of them, no matter how dare they neglect them.

"Xiao Yin?" Qin Jin looked at his precious daughter and signaled with his eyes.

Qin Yin immediately stood up, held a glass of wine, and said with a smile: "Xiao Yin would like to offer you a glass again, and wish you all success!"

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 took this opportunity to train his daughter to be a future minister. , with good intentions.

Afterwards, Qin Yin made a toast one by one, and everyone was flattered, but when Qin Yin came to Lin Muyu, she said with a smirk, "Brother Ah Yu, drink less..."

Lin Muyu looked at her flushed face angrily, and said, "You are the one who should drink less, look at you, you are a little drunk."

Qin Yin giggled, her bright red face was as beautiful as a sunset, she said with a smile, "I'm fine, but you can't get drunk, otherwise you'll lose in the sword fight in the afternoon."

"Don't worry, I will do my best." Lin Muyu smiled slightly.

"Yeah, Xiao Yin wishes Brother Ah Yu the first prize!" Qin Yin filled up the wine again and said with a smile, "Come on, brother Ah Yu will accompany Xiao Yin to have another drink?"

"En." Lin Muyu drank another cup.

This move caused Yuwen Lian and other family members to feel unhappy. Qin Yin offered a round of wine, but only drank an extra glass at Lin Muyu's place, and even sat on the ground, talking happily with him. This kind of love made them jealous, but they also had no 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.

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In the afternoon, Qin Yin was already slightly drunk, sitting on the martial arts viewing platform with a flushed face, looking at the martial arts training platform from a distance, waiting for the next match.

There are only 12 people left, it can be said that everyone is a tiger.

However, when they were divided into groups, it seemed a little weird. They actually divided 12 people into two groups as 16 people, and directly decided the top eight, but it also meant that there would be 4 people with byes, and the group came out quickly. Lin Muyu, Chu Huai Mian and Feng Jixing were lucky enough to have a bye, this coke broke Feng Jixing, and he was directly promoted to the quarterfinals without having to play!

Lin Muyu was also secretly delighted, it would be best if he didn't play, to preserve his strength, the exhaustion of fighting spirit was already very serious in the morning, and whoever the next opponent is not a master must go all out.

The four competitions ended quickly, and the two brothers Qin Lei and Qin Yan won smoothly. In addition, Yu Wenlian, Lin Changqing, and Murong Zhou also advanced to the quarterfinals. So far, only eight people are 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. Both Lin Changqing and Murong Zhou are generals in the provinces of the empire. Military rank, he fought in the army when he was young, and after so many years, he has improved his cultivation base, so he also qualified for the competition of sword fighting.

Soon, the eunuch quickly formed the top 8 pairs - Feng Jixing, Lin Changqing, Yuwen Lian, Qin Lei, Lin Muyu, Qin Yan, Murongzhou, and Chu Huaimian...

"I actually met Brother Lin Muyu..."

Qin Yan showed a look of frustration, and said: "Where am I going to be his opponent... Hey, I thought I could meet Lin Changqing or Yu Wenlian, at least I could get the top four!"

Qin Lei said with a smile: "A Yan, it's not easy for you to enter the top eight. After all, you are only eighteen years old. Everyone here is older than you. Imagine letting you practice for another seven or eight years. Who will be your opponent?"

Qin Yan was delighted: "Well, what brother said is very true!"

This kid really doesn't know humility at all.

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In the first scene, Feng Jixing faced Lin Changqing. Both of them are masters of sword wielding, and they are also commanders of one side. Lin Changqing's sword skills are more proficient and domineering, and his own cultivation is better than Lin Changqing, so after dozens of rounds, Lin Changqing gave up the sword and gave up.

In the second round, Yuwen Lian fought against Qin Lei, and the son of Yu Wenxie, the general who protects the country, faced the eldest son of King Ning, but the strength of the two was very different. In less than 10 rounds, Yu Wenlian was injured and lost, and Qin Lei's seven-layer God-binding lock was powerful. Too tyrannical, Yu Wenlian adopted defensive tactics almost from the beginning of the battle, but kept defending until the end of the defeat.

In the third match, Lin Muyu played against Qin Yan.

Although they are opponents, the relationship between the two is good. Lin Muyu is carrying the Dragon Spirit Sword, Qin Yan is carrying the Fire Snake Spear, and the two stepped onto the high platform side by side, which immediately aroused a burst of cheers. Lin Muyu seems to have already He has developed a lot of "fans" of girls. On the martial arts viewing platform, at least a dozen noble girls waved their pink arms and shouted: "Master Lin Muyu, come on!"

"Snapped……"

Tang Xiaoxi's teacup fell heavily on the table, with an unhappy face and disgust in her beautiful eyes, she said, "Hmph, what's wrong with these women who know Mumu, they cheer for Mumu like this, I'm so mad... ..."

Qin Yin chuckled: "Xiao Xi is really stingy..."

"me……"

Tang Xiaoxi pouted, but she didn't want to admit that she was stingy, her angry peaks fluctuated, and said: "Xiaoyin also bullies me, don't you want those women to cheer for Mumu?!"

Qin Yin's eyes were like water, she shook her head and said with a smile: "No, I will be very happy when they cheer for brother Ah Yu, but after I ascend the throne, I will cut their parents' salary by 30%."

Tang Xiaoxi looked respectful: "As expected, it is Xiaoyin..."

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