The good weather makes people have an urge to shout, there is no wind, and there are not even clouds on the blue sky that seems to have been washed. The sun shines unobstructed from the sky, spreading a thick layer of warmth on the ground. His majesty's car drove forward against the sun and slowly entered the huge martial arts arena.
After entering the Martial Arts Field, he walked for half an hour before he faintly saw the earthen city. The emperor whispered an order in the carriage, and the carriage stopped steadily. The head eunuch Su Buwei bowed and opened the curtain of the carriage, the emperor poked his head out and couldn't help but greedily took a breath of the fresh air outside the city and said calmly: "When we arrive at the martial arts field, we don't take a carriage, we ride a horse."
Su Buwei hurriedly waved and ordered someone to bring the emperor's mount over. It was a pure white horse from the Northern Liao region, and it was a gift to the Emperor Sui when the envoys from the Northern Liao region arrived in Chang'an for the first time. Immediately after getting the horse, the emperor abandoned his original mount, a steed war horse from the Mongolian Yuan Empire. Although the horse is equally precious sweat and blood, but who said it was born in Mongolian Yuan.
This war horse called Snow Kylin by the Northern Liao people was full of wildness, and His Majesty the Emperor spent half a month to tame it. Even before the emperor ascended the throne, he was skilled at leading soldiers and bows and horses, so the process of taming the snow unicorn still made him a little bit burnt out.
After getting off the chariot and getting on the horse, the emperor cheered up.
Luo Weiran, the commander of the Ouchi Guard Office, and Hou Wenji, the deputy commander and governor of Qingya, followed closely behind. Behind them were hundreds of big inner guards wearing flying fish robes, the maids and others could only continue to walk, slowly walking towards the viewing platform, and eating smoke and dust behind the horse's buttocks.
After galloping the horse for a few miles, the emperor felt that his wrinkled body had stretched out in the past few days.
So I'm in a good mood.
It was still far away from the viewing platform, led by Prince Yi, Zhou Banchuan, the director of the Academy of Martial Arts, Xu Xiaogong, the general of Youzuowei, and others have already walked towards this side quickly. Seeing the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor, Prince Yi took the lead in lifting his robe and knelt down and said long live. Behind the three of them, the professors of the Academy of Martial Arts and the lieutenant general of the Right Zuowei Army knelt together.
The emperor got off his horse, walked over to help Zhou Banchuan up first and said, "Didn't I say that Mr. is highly respected, so you can see me without kneeling."
Zhou Banchuan squeezed his eyes towards Prince Yi Yang Yin and said: "My lord kneel first, how dare I stand."
"Get up, old six, as long as it's not a formal occasion like the court meeting, you don't have to kneel down to salute, it's too troublesome."
The emperor smiled, and walked towards the viewing platform: "I'm going to take a day's laziness today, so I came to your martial arts arena to watch the competition between the top three. The top three young talents of the Great Sui Martial Arts Academy, They are all outstanding people. I hesitated for a long time yesterday and still couldn't resist the temptation, so I came directly after the court meeting."
"It hasn't started yet."
Zhou Banchuan replied.
The emperor said as he walked: "I heard that there was no fight yesterday. I thought they were all waiting for the night to attack. But the news didn't reach me in the morning, so I realized that the three guys should be here." Waiting for others to make the first move. That's why I'm here... I'm sitting on the viewing platform, they still have the nerve to wait?"
When he said this, the emperor actually had a childlike complacency.
Zhou Banchuan and Prince Yi Yang Yin smiled at each other, especially Prince Yi Yang Yin smiled happily. If His Majesty hadn't arrived in person, I'm afraid he would really have to wait for three full days in the martial arts arena. In his own words, he spent three days in the martial arts arena, and he didn't know how many wonderful shows he missed.
The emperor seemed to be in high spirits, and quickly stepped up to the viewing platform and sat down on the chair in the game. He looked at Yang Yin and said with a smile: "The tea stored in your mansion is better than that in the palace, take some out quickly, don't be stingy."
"My brother's tea can't compare to the ones in His Majesty's palace. It's been a long time since I've been greedy for the Dahongpao that Jiangnan paid tribute to the palace this year. Every time I think about it, I can't sleep..."
"I know you don't want to suffer!"
The emperor rolled his eyes at him and said: "I will drink your tea today, and I will ask Su Buwei to send you a catty of one-branched Dahongpao later."
"Thank you Lord Ron."
Yang Yin folded his fists and bent over, feeling a little overjoyed at taking advantage of it.
After the fragrant tea was served, the emperor sniffed it under his nose and couldn't help but praise: "I said that Lao Liu's hands are full of good things. This tea is probably lotus heart with at least 14,000 buds. This pot Converting it into silver is enough to cover the expenses of a small family for a year."
"Wu Yiyi sent it."
Yang Yin hurriedly lowered his head and said.
The emperor smiled and did not continue the topic of tea. He pointed to Tucheng a few miles away and asked: "Send someone to urge you, and say that I will see the result today. If there is no winner before dark, I will kill all three of them." Send it to Ning'an Pagoda to guard the border, even if Luo Yao, Yu Manlou and Li Yuanshan come to kneel and beg, I will not withdraw my order."
The guards below did not dare to delay, and quickly got on their horses and galloped towards Tucheng.
The emperor took a sip of tea, pondered for a while, turned his head and said to Zhou Banchuan: "Mr. Zhou, Hou Wenji told me something interesting two days ago. I was really happy to hear that... Hongxiu has called back to Chang'an."
"ah?"
Zhou Banchuan, who was drinking tea with his eyes squinted, changed his expression and almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
Xu Xiaogong, who was sitting at the farthest distance, subconsciously glanced at Prince Yi Yang Yin, and quickly looked away. He knows His Majesty's temperament, and he will never say certain things or words for no reason. Any sentence His Majesty said to his courtiers often has a deeper meaning behind it than the literal meaning.
He looked at Yang Yin subconsciously, because he knew that His Majesty's words, Red Sleeve Calling Back Chang'an, seemed to be addressed to Zhou Banchuan, but in fact, he was addressed to Prince Yi.
"Is Lao Qi back?"
Yang Yin immediately stood up and asked impatiently.
The emperor shook his head and said: "Ten and a half years ago, I sent people to search all over the Sui Dynasty, but there was no trace of Lao Qi... But it's good that Hongxiu Zhao's singing and dancing troupe came back, and I can still see Lao Qi's shadow. I have already ordered Hou Wenji to let him inform the officials below. Since the red sleeve move is back, it should be opened in a down-to-earth manner. The tax that should be paid by the building should not be less than a copper coin. It was also the same rule when I was here... But how should the Chang'an Mansion use seals for approval documents, and it can't be difficult, and if I know that someone has made some small tricks, I won't let it go lightly."
These words sounded like they were talking about the Yamen of Chang'an Mansion, but everyone present understood what they meant.
Zhou Banchuan narrowed his eyes again, but his eyes were full of smiles.
Xu Xiaogong looked down at his toes and remained silent.
Yang Yin shook his head with a wry smile, sighed and leaned over and said: "My brother missed it once, and I won't make another mistake."
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The news that the emperor had arrived at the Martial Arts Field was sent for half an hour, but there was still no movement in Tucheng. This made Prince Yi Yang Yin a little displeased, he glanced at Zhou Banchuan who was sitting leisurely on a chair and didn't know where his mind had gone, and couldn't help asking: "Old Zhou, do you think you can still fight today?" .”
"beat."
Zhou Banchuan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Majesty's order has already been issued, how dare those three little fellows disobey the order? It's just that I haven't figured out how to fight. It's okay... wait."
The emperor smiled and said: "If the three of them rush forward with their troops because of one of my orders, then there is no need to watch today. As a general, take action to win. If there is no slightest chance of winning , It’s useless to act purely to cater to me, so it’s useless.”
Yang Yin couldn't say anything more, and looked at Tucheng and sulked.
The emperor said: "Lao Liu, your temperament is still the same, you are too anxious."
"Chendi has calmed down a lot."
Yang Yin said in a humble tone: "These years have raised flowers, birds and temperament, let's settle down slowly."
"Um."
The emperor hummed and said: "The matter of self-cultivation and self-cultivation should not be rushed. If you are in a hurry, it is not self-cultivation and self-cultivation, but to continue to cultivate your temper. The more you cultivate, the more boring you will be."
Hearing this sentence, Yang Yin's expression was slightly sad.
Continue to cultivate your body and mind.
He smiled wryly in his heart, and said to His Majesty, I have already planned to spend my whole life in self-cultivation and disregarding government affairs, so why do you need to remind me again
At this moment, Xu Xiaogong suddenly handed the clairvoyant to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, something has moved over there."
The emperor took the clairvoyance and looked over to Tucheng, couldn't help but chuckled slightly and said, "Why did the three of them move together? Flags were raised on the south, east, west, and three sides. Could it be that the three of them planned to Attack at the same time? If that's the case, they finally understood the deep meaning of Zhou's arrangement."
"It looks like it is."
Xu Xiaogong said with a smile: "Mr. Zhou arranged this way to let them know that sometimes when they face seemingly insoluble problems, as long as they remember the word unity, they can solve them easily. There are two thousand troops stationed in Tucheng, and the three of them each There are only five hundred soldiers, and if they take turns to fight, no one will be able to defeat them. Only when they think of uniting and attacking the city together, will they have a chance of winning."
"So, from the very beginning, Mr. Zhou didn't plan to rank the top three in the Martial Arts Academy this year, but wanted to use this kind of competition to teach them the principles they should understand as soldiers."
The emperor nodded and said, "Luo Wen, Yu Xiao, Li Fubo... Mr. Zhou, who do you think thought it through first, and then convinced the other two?"
Zhou Banchuan thought for a while and shook his head slightly: "Luo Wen is cold-tempered but simple and difficult. Yu Xiao is too scheming and easy to get into a dead end, which is also difficult. As for Li Fubo, who is the most calm but lacks agility, it is still difficult... I can't think of it. Who. I originally thought that even after the three-day period, they would not be able to imagine the deep meaning behind this arrangement."
The emperor said: "Whoever thinks of it, I will directly make it a general of the fourth rank and send it to the right Xiaowei in Li Yuanshan in the northwest."
These words are really meaningful.
Among the few people present, except for Prince Yi Yang Yin who ignored government affairs and didn't know that the emperor was going to launch an army to the northwest, Zhou Banchuan and Xu Xiaogong knew it all. Sending one of them to the northwest at this time shows how much the emperor wants to reuse the new generals. If you seize this opportunity and make some achievements in the Northwest, your future will be limitless.
"Huh?"
Xu Xiaogong suddenly gasped in surprise, pointed in the direction of Tucheng and said: "There seems to be a change."
"Why did a group of people suddenly appear in Beicheng?"
"pretty!"
Emperor Longyan Dayue couldn't help but slapped his thigh and said: "The south, east, and west are all suspicious soldiers. I'm afraid that dozens of people are arranged to fill the flags, but the three of them joined forces to go around to the weakest defense. It’s wonderful to join forces to attack the northern city! My Great Sui has such a good general, it’s really worth congratulating!”
But for some reason, Zhou Banchuan narrowed his eyes again, thoughtful.
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Tucheng.
Seeing the soldiers swarming up the north city wall, the three young talents from the Martial Arts Academy all had smiles on their faces. Twenty-one-year-old Yu Xiao, who is destined to inherit the dukedom of the country, pointed at the city wall and smiled, "Brother Shanwu, if you hadn't suddenly realized what Master Dean is thinking, I'm afraid the three of us would still be anxiously looking at the map in the big tent." Going around."
Luo Wen smiled and said, "Brother Dingcheng, it's just a fluke."
He looked at Li Fubo and said with a smile: "I originally thought that Brother Mouwen should be the most promising person among the three of us to win the championship. We have already prepared congratulatory gifts in private. It seems that we will save this money."
Li Fubo smiled and said: "Let's go to the city, and I will go to face the saint later."
"Both please."
Luo Wen made a gesture of invitation, and Yu Xiao entered the city first, followed by Li Fubo. After the two of them walked a few steps, Luo Wen turned around and told his guards in a low voice: "Go and kill that man, and keep your hands and feet clean." ...I must never let anyone know that I did not come up with the way to break the city."
His personal guards nodded, turned around and rushed back towards the camp with a dozen people.
Seeing his personal guards leave, Luo Wen sneered and said to himself: "What good is a person like you no matter how smart you are? You were unlucky to meet me, and it was me who got into my camp. Very lucky."
He looked at the gate of Tucheng, and it seemed that what he saw was a set of armor from the fourth-rank general. Suddenly the wind blew up, and the Sui battle flag that had just been erected and fluttered on the Tucheng was like the hand of the god of fate waving to him.