"It's really Fang Zhengzheng! How is this possible?" The expressions of all the ministers changed. Never before had they had such great doubts about the outcome of something.
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's expression was ugly. Even he couldn't figure out what went wrong here.
Could Fang Zhengzheng really be able to carve his name on the first recording stone by himself under the protection of hundreds of talented people
The eyes of the Holy Master Lin Mubai also changed a little at this moment. There was something complicated in them, so complicated that even he himself didn't know what he was thinking.
What exactly is going on
Did you take advantage of Pingyang
A thought flashed through the mind of the Holy Master Lin Mubai. Of course he knew the relationship between Pingyang and Fang Zhengzheng. If Fang Zhengzheng used Pingyang to write his name on the first recording stone.
It's not a bad idea.
only…
Just when everyone was surprised, a faint light lit up again on the manifestation stele, and a name slowly appeared.
The location is directly above the manifest stone, directly behind Fangzheng.
Pingyang!
That is the location of the fourth recording stone.
"It's Princess Pingyang!"
"Princess Pingyang has reached the fourth recording stone?!"
"Has the fourth record stone been found?"
"What exactly is going on?"
All the talented people and ministers were a little confused. Of course, some of them thought that Fang Zhengzheng might have relied on Pingyang to get the name on the first recording stone.
So, it stands to reason that Pingyang's current location should be at the location of the first recording stone. However, the time when the names of Fang Zhengzheng and Ping Yang appeared was less than half a stick of incense.
Could it be...
All the talented men and ministers suddenly thought of a possibility in their minds.
If Fang Zhengzheng relied on Pingyang to get the name on the first recording stone, then Pingyang quickly carved the name on the fourth recording stone.
Then, there is only one possibility.
Fang Zhengzheng brought the fourth recording stone to the location of the first recording stone. In other words, Fang Zhengzheng moved the fourth recording stone.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report!" Wan Chong, the Minister of Punishment, quickly stood up at this time.
"Huh? What's the matter with the Secretary of Justice?" The expression of the Holy Master Lin Mubai quickly returned to calmness. Judging from his appearance, you can't tell what he is thinking in his heart.
After hearing the minister's words, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping narrowed his eyes slightly, but. Still nodded slightly.
"I have discovered a problem in horse racing hunting. If this problem continues to develop, it will inevitably cause the talented people to question the fairness of horse racing hunting in the future. Therefore, I am here to make up for this problem in time before the situation escalates." Shang Shu Wan Chong saw Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping nodding his head with a certain look on his face, and immediately said.
"You still have such a problem? Minister Xing might as well speak up." The Holy Lord Lin Mubai nodded.
When the Minister of Punishment heard this, he felt relieved, because although the Holy Master Lin Mubai did not say it explicitly, the meaning of his words had already shown his support.
"According to the regulations of horse racing hunting, there is no clear rule that the recording stones cannot be moved. However, these four recording stones represent the four directions. It is also the cornerstone to ensure the fairness of the entire horse racing hunting. If someone is in the horse racing hunting Unauthorized removal of the recording monuments undoubtedly undermines the fairness of horse racing hunting. Your Majesty, please imagine that if this happens, in every horse racing and hunting event in the future, everyone will go to four monuments and then excavate the monuments one after another. ... Is there any possibility for the horse racing hunt to be held?" When Wan Chong, the Minister of Punishment, said the last words, he was obviously a little excited.
"I second my opinion. This trend cannot last forever!"
"I also agree with what Wan Shangshu said. If this evil trend is allowed to rage, I am afraid that all the talented people in the world will not be able to concentrate on their work, and then the martial arts of the dynasty will be lost. The dynasty is in danger!"
Soon, two more ministers stood up, both with expressions of compassion that showed concern for the world first and happiness for the world later.
When the Holy Master Lin Mubai heard this, he also understood what Wan Chong, the Minister of Punishment, meant, but. But he didn't speak immediately, but hesitated slightly.
After all, the horse racing hunt has now begun. If the rules are changed midway, it will be unreasonable and unreasonable.
Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping saw the expression of the Holy Master Lin Mubai, and of course he knew what the emperor was thinking. He needed a step, a step that was spacious enough.
Therefore, his eyes quickly glanced at the disciples of the aristocratic families surrounding him.
Of course, the children of the aristocratic family understood what the ministers meant, and when they saw Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping's eyes, if they still didn't know what to do, all their years of reading would have been in vain.
"Ministers and people, please, Your Majesty, stop this evil trend!" In an instant, almost half of the disciples of the aristocratic family dismounted and knelt down.
Wen Dabao, who was feeling dizzy from the collision, heard the overwhelming sound in his ears, his body trembled, and he woke up with a start.
"What's wrong?" Wen Dabao called out casually, and then subconsciously glanced at the stele: "Hahaha, the name is still there, the name is still there, I didn't knock it off!"
Just as he was about to burst into laughter, his eyes froze.
Because, there is another name directly above the stele, Pingyang!
"Princess Pingyang has reached the fourth recording stone? Oh my God, Fang Zhengzheng, you need to work harder!" Wen Dabao's heart suddenly rose again.
"I can't work hard enough. Fang Zhengzheng may be disqualified!"
"It's just that it's simply impossible to win the horse racing hunt."
"A person from a commoner background, with no official position, can really go against the children of our entire aristocratic family?"
Several disciples from aristocratic families who were surrounding Wen Dabao suddenly burst out laughing when they heard Wen Dabao's words.
"What do you mean? Why were you disqualified?" Wen Dabao didn't understand.
"Because he moved the fourth recording stone without authorization. This kind of unhealthy trend cannot last forever!" A young man from an aristocratic family imitated the minister's tone and showed a melancholy expression.
"Ah? How can this be done! The competition has already started. I have to beg Your Majesty to wait until the next horse racing and hunting competition to change the rules!"
"Wen Dabao, do you want to die?"
"Are you blind? Can't you see so many people kneeling now?"
Several children from aristocratic families immediately grabbed Wen Dabao.
Wen Dabao turned around and saw that he was frightened and confused. What's going on? Why are you all kneeling down
Just as he was thinking this, Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping, who was sitting under the Holy Emperor Lin Mubai, also stood up and straightened his court clothes. He knelt down with a calm expression on his face.
"Your Majesty, the wise kings of all dynasties have eyes as bright as gold and fire. In ancient times, our great ancestor personally came out of Yanjing. He rode three hundred miles a day just to amend a single word of the military order. Recently, a demon tribe marched into Yanjing City and stationed troops for ten miles. Lake, that bloody battle is still vivid in my mind. If it weren’t for the wise and decisive decision of the late emperor, how could the fate of the human race be as prosperous as it is today? Although today’s matter is small, it is also the heart of the people of the world. Please give your Majesty your holy judgment! "After Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping finished speaking, he knelt down and knelt down three times.
"Please ask His Majesty to make a holy judgment!"
As Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping finished speaking, a uniform voice sounded throughout the eastern suburbs hunting ground.
When the Holy Master Lin Mubai heard this, his face finally showed some emotion. He glanced around at the disciples of the aristocratic families below. Wherever he went, the disciples of the aristocratic families knelt down one after another. Beginning with the Holy Spirit.
"Well, I was wrong. Today, according to what the ministers said, I will temporarily add a rule to the rules of horse racing and hunting. The record stone cannot be touched without authorization. However... this case cannot be repeated, just this once!" Holy Sage Lin Mu Bai finally nodded.
When Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping and other ministers heard this, they immediately shouted for wisdom.
As for the sentence added by the Holy Master Lin Mubai, of course they also understood its meaning, the emperor made a promise. It's worth a thousand pieces of gold. If it changes twice in one day, it means the imperial order has changed in the past.
No one had any further doubts.
Only Wen Dabao, after hearing the words of the Holy Master Lin Mubai. The whole person fell to the ground as if an arrow had been hit in the knee.
"Oh my god, can you stop playing with me like this?"
…
Is Fang Zhengzheng running fast? Of course soon!
Although he was riding a Tubuma, that didn't mean that the Tubuma was not a horse, let alone one. From the beginning of the game to now, Tu Puma has been taking leisurely steps.
Compared with Pingyang's Xuezhongyu, Tu Puma is certainly far behind. Even if Xuezhongyu runs on three legs, it is probably faster than Tu Puma.
However, Xue Zhongyu has already run nearly two laps from the beginning of the game to now.
But Tupuma has been recharging its energy.
It is not entirely unreasonable to say that one waxes and wanes. In addition, Fang Zhengzheng carved his name half a stick of incense before Pingyang. At the same distance, it is impossible to say that he was still far behind Pingyang. .
Therefore, when he appeared in the final sprint distance before the finish line on his Tu Puma, at a glance, the track was empty as far as the eye could see.
Horse racing and hunting are ridden in a circle, but the point where the circle meets is not the end point, but about one mile away from the end point.
This is a crossroads.
After all, there were the Holy Master Lin Mubai, the courtiers, and countless children of aristocratic families watching at the finish line, so it was impossible to set the finish line on the track.
However, this intersection was full of people.
"It's Fang Zhengzheng!"
"He's back, and he's back with a puma!"
The children of the aristocratic families were a little surprised when they saw Fang Zhengzheng appearing in their sights. However, apart from the surprise, there was also a hint of ridicule.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't notice the expressions on the faces of the disciples from the surrounding families, because he deeply understood the truth that no one could win until the end.
Therefore, he held his head high and passed by like the wind in front of a group of disciples of the aristocratic family, leaving behind a handsome and flying back, splashing dust that disgusted the disciples of the aristocratic family.
"Eat mud! Eat, eat, eat, eat, eat..." Fang Zhengzheng hummed a new song he wrote and composed in his heart, which was full of rhythm.
At this moment, there was the sound of horse hooves in the distance, and then, a fiery red shadow loomed in the distance.
"Seems to be… "
"It's Princess Pingyang!"
"Your Highness, please speed up a little faster, Fang Zhengzheng has already run over!"
The children of the aristocratic family who had eaten a mouthful of mud could not learn the lesson at all, and immediately started shouting loudly at Pingyang in the distance.
"What?! Did that shameless guy Fang Zhengyi run ahead?" Pingyang's little face turned red immediately. She was not willing to lose to Fang Zhengzheng.
On weekdays, Pingyang cherishes Xue Zhongyu very much. Not to mention whipping him, he has to watch by himself even when he is washing and washing her.
But now...
But she raised her whip.
"Be good, I'll only give you a whip! But you must catch up with that shameless guy Fang Zhengzheng!" Pingyang lowered his head and whispered in Xue Zhongyu's ear.
Xue Zhongyu blinked her eyes in understanding, and at the same time rubbed her head on Pingyang's little head affectionately, showing her obedient and cute attitude.
Then she got a whiplash on her ass!
"Ouch!"
Xue Zhongyu let out a roar. As the king of horses, Xue Zhongyu was so proud. The only time in his life that he was whipped was by Fang Zhengzheng.
To this day, she still remembers it vividly.
In the morning, when she saw Fang Zhengzheng, she instinctively wanted to run away. However, when she saw the puma that Fang Zhengzheng was riding, her self-esteem suddenly rose again.
"Hmph, a deflated horse!" Xue Zhongyu snorted at the puma arrogantly, frightening the puma to the point where it almost knelt on the ground.
The majesty of the king is evident immediately.
Up to this point, Xue Zhongyu had let Pingyang and Fang Zhengzheng stay close to each other.
And now, she was whipped again.
It was still a whip from her dearest master.
Thinking of what Pingyang had just whispered in her ear, Xue Zhongyu finally understood. Could it be that she had been overtaken by that shriveled horse
How can I endure the dignity of a king!
The four hooves suddenly stepped on the ground, and a crack opened under the hoof. At the same time, a white light fell from the sky and instantly covered Xue Zhongyu's body.
The hair and scales that were originally as white as jade also flashed with gleaming light at this moment.
"Roar!"
The cry suddenly changed, and the king's blood of Xue Zhongyu was completely inspired. This is the real Xue Zhongyu, the real king who can inspire the glory of heaven and earth.
"Uh-huh!"
A stream of light flashed past, and the white figure flew directly into the sky. It passed by without even a trace of dust on the ground, leaving no trace at all.
…
Fang Zheng watched the finish line getting closer and closer, and the song in his mouth became louder and louder: "Eat mud, eat mud... Let's all eat mud together!"
When he was humming to the sour point, he heard a scream from behind him.
The sound was so wild that Fang Zhengzheng couldn't suppress his curiosity, so he couldn't help but look back.
Then, he saw a white stream of light flying towards him from a distance, with Pingyang wearing a red flame hundred flower armor sitting on him.
"Eh? What the hell!" (To be continued.)