The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Di Renjie's pupils shrank suddenly.

There is both the shock of the trick being broken and the fear of being at stake.

Swish!

The blade stopped an inch in front of him.

The hot golden saber air above scorched his face like a flame.

At this moment, an anxious shout came from a distance; "Stop! Your own people!"

Cheng Yaojin, who is big and thick, runs like a panicked gorilla.

Jiang Ming quickly withdrew the blade, at this moment the people dazzled by the golden light could barely open their eyes.

Seeing the two people on the street clearly, everyone was stunned.

"Tie?!"

"This Jiang Ming can actually fight Master Di to a tie?"

"Is Lieutenant General Great Wall so powerful? I heard that even General Hua Mulan is no match for Master Di!"

Listening to the people's discussion, Di Renjie lost his mind slightly.

Where there is a tie, it is clear that the other party does not want to kill him.

Upstairs of Zuixian, a few martial artists who had clearly seen what was passing by looked at each other in blank dismay.

They all read shock and disbelief from each other's eyes.

Our Chang'an public security administrator, Mr. Di, who seized the order card, was defeated like this?

Chapter 67: Empress Wu Zetian

Di Renjie and Empress Wu Zetian met when they were young.

At that time, Wu Zetian was just Jiang Ziya's puppet, and it was Di Renjie who showed her the way and helped her ascend to the supreme throne.

After Wu Zetian ascended the throne, Di Renjie became the queen's most trusted confidant.

For more than ten years, Di Renjie has been responsible for managing the security of Chang'an.

Integral corrupt officials, extortionate hooligans, and illegal gangs operating in the underground world.

All the darkness that could not be seen was eradicated by him with strong means.

Even though he has never been on the battlefield, the power of the soul chasing token is not inferior to the generals who have made great achievements on the frontier.

In the hearts of Chang'an people, Di Renjie is the embodiment of justice, an existence that will never be defeated.

However, at this moment, he was as proud as he had to admit it.

He lost.

Lost to a fledgling, unknown man.

Jiang Ming restrained his energy, and the flames burning around Demon Saber Qianren slowly extinguished.

He glanced at Di Renjie expressionlessly, showing neither the arrogance of a winner nor the contempt for a loser.

The big guy Cheng Yaojin took three steps and made two steps, hurried to the front of the two, panting heavily: "Master Di, brother Jiang Ming, luckily you are not injured."

Di Renjie raised his eyebrows: "General Cheng knows this person?"

"I know, I know naturally." Cheng Yaojin nodded his head heavily: "This is Jiang Ming, the deputy general of the Great Wall Guards. He has made countless contributions at the border, and this time he was ordered to return to Beijing to face the saint."

Jiang Ming. . .Di Renjie's eyes flickered, it turned out that he was the person His Majesty mentioned.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Di Renjie, then at Jiang Ming, his thick eyebrows twitched into a big knot: "Why did you two fight?"

Di Renjie glanced at Jiang Ming, and said coldly, "Ask him!"

Cheng Yaojin looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming touched his nose, without changing his face, said: "I just inscribed a poem on the Vermilion Bird Gate."

In fact, from Di Renjie's attitude, he already guessed that he committed a serious crime.

There is still a sense of guilt in my heart.

Just wrote a poem on the Suzaku Gate. . .Cheng Yaojin's cheeks twitched non-stop.

The Suzaku Gate opens to the south, which is the face of the capital and also a symbol of imperial prestige.

Not to mention writing inscriptions on it with a knife, just smearing it can be sent to prison.

Two years ago, that reckless swordsman took advantage of his drunkenness to leave seven words on Suzaku's gate. Without the empress' amnesty, he would have been completely dead.

Now Jiang Ming has gone too far, actually engraving a whole poem.

"Are you scholars so bold?" Cheng Yaojin touched his forehead in pain.

Di Renjie said with a cold face: "There was Li Bai in the front, and Jiang Ming in the back. This unhealthy trend must be curbed, otherwise all scholars will describe it on the Zhuquemen. What is the majesty of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes, what Master Di said is true." Cheng Yaojin accompanied him with a smile, "But the queen is still waiting for Jiang Ming, so you might as well postpone the punishment."

Di Renjie snorted coldly: "Hmph, I will enter the palace with you, and I will definitely ask His Majesty to punish you!"

Jiang Ming's fighting power was higher than his, but as a righteous Chang'an city manager, he would never give up just because he couldn't beat him.

He is going to complain to His Majesty.

"it's up to you."

Jiang Ming snorted nonchalantly, and immediately turned and walked towards the palace.

Wu Zetian could tolerate Li Bai's engraving of Zhuquemen, so there is no reason for him to condemn me.

After all, the level of my poem is far superior to the fledgling Li Bai.

"You... hum!"

Master Chengguan Di flicked his sleeves angrily, and followed.

As if feeling that it would be demeaning to walk behind a criminal, he quickened his pace and passed Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised his brows, and an inexplicable fighting spirit grew in his heart, prompting him to speed up his pace and overtake back.