Pretend to be a pig and eat the third brother

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

It was a quarter of an hour before the time agreed in the letter of war, Bei Ji stood in front of the Zhengyang Hall.He was wearing a black exercise suit embroidered with golden dragons flying into the sky and fierce phoenixes chasing pearls, and his low-standing collar was inlaid with gold rims with silver auspicious clouds, one black and one gold, which set off the majesty of this usually gentle young emperor, and the sharpness in his eyes was impressive. Don't dare to look directly.The wind blowing from the square in front of him raised his not-so-wide front, Bei Ji stood with his hands behind his back, and in front of him were the ministers who were kneeling on the ground, until the last moment they were still persuading their beloved Majesty not to fight in person.

Their emperor ascended the throne since he was a child, and has been conscientiously performing his duties to this day. He is diligent in governing and loving the people, simple and upright. Under his leadership, the people live and work in peace and contentment, happy and healthy. He has brought the Tianshu Dynasty to a new height.But that's it, there are still people who want to take revenge, it's simply insane!

Don't pay attention to such nonsense at all, even if you have to give them an explanation, it's okay to find a master of the rivers and lakes to replace it. Anyway, there must be brave men under heavy rewards. The ministers are loyal to Bei Ji, and they I can't bear to let my Majesty go to work hard.

"All my loves, please don't try to persuade me any more. I have made up my mind, and I have no regrets when I speak golden words." Bei Ji didn't understand the concern of the ministers for him, but in his heart, the face of the royal family was higher than his own safety. He can't.

It is true that the letter of war did not specify that the emperor should fight in person, they can spend a lot of money to get masters to fight against the enemy, but let alone whether the invited Jianghu people are trustworthy, in terms of martial arts alone, the masters in the world have long been recognized The An Le Palace has been collected, and there is no power that can compete with it.

The An Le Palace is not the style of their imperial court, so polite and polite, as long as three... Huaian Palace Master gives an order, and those who disobey will die.Even though there are unborn masters in the martial arts world who disdain to associate with An Le Palace, let alone be coerced by them, most of those masters come from Buddhist sects and don't care about the mortal world of the Three Realms. They couldn't be invited within just ten days.

Since outside forces cannot be used, Tao Song also suggested to choose the leader of the Yinge Pavilion, and the leader of the Yinge Pavilion immediately knelt down with his fists folded, "Although I was not as good as a thief back then, I hope to do my best for your Majesty!" For this reason, Bei Ji sent another People went to ask General Cheng for his opinion. Unexpectedly, General Cheng had been in a coma for several days due to a second infection of the wound. It took only half a moment to cleanse the hundred-man cavalry squad with blood, but the laughing demon and the master of Huai'an Palace are one person." Compared with the master of Huai'an palace, Bei Ji is more familiar with the name of laughing demon, and after the shock, he asked the leaders of the Yin Pavilion about their strength , The pavilion leader cast his body to the ground, "I would rather die in battle to protect my lord."

Beiji's subordinate Shuyin Pavilion leader has the highest martial arts, but his words already revealed the meaning of losing to the opponent, so Beiji simply gave up and decided to fight in person.He also studied under a famous family since he was a child, although he is not as good as the leader of the Yin Pavilion, he can perform more than a dozen moves under his hands. Besides, he is the son of heaven, compared with the past dynasties, he is already regarded as a master among the emperors.

It is not shameful for an emperor who is in politics to lose to a martial artist.

As a descendant of the royal family, what Bei Ji considered was how to win the hearts of the people.He thinks that he has been worthy of the people of the country all these years, and hopes that even if he loses and the Anle Palace breaks the contract and usurps the throne, the Palace Lord Huai'an will not sit on the throne for long.

Moreover, even if it is him who fights, he is not guaranteed to lose.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, there is still less than a cup of tea before Chenshi, but there is still no sign of the thief."

Hearing this, Bei Ji turned his head to look at the hourglass beside him, "I'm afraid he's already here, hiding somewhere." If that person is really the third brother, then he won't be late.

"Could it be that the thief cheated and wanted to make a sneak attack?" A minister who was close to Bei Ji was almost taken aback by his own guess. As soon as the words came out, not only he, but also several people around him all said the same thing to Bei Ji. They moved closer in the middle, protecting their Majesty with their bodies.

Bei Ji was moved by the actions of the ministers, but shook his head but took a step forward, "Don't worry about it, sir, three...he has always disdained those petty tricks."

"Hahahaha! Then I would like to thank Your Majesty for the compliment!" Accompanied by a loud and dizzying voice, a red dress descended from the sky.

The red dress looks like blood and madness, but when it falls from the air, it is as beautiful as a phoenix bathing in fire.A young man gently floated down in the middle of the square outside the main hall. The moment he landed, a man and a woman appeared out of nowhere, moved a chair, fanned him and poured tea for him.

Although there were only three of them, everyone dared not underestimate them because of their weird appearance. Most of the ministers in the palace had never seen a master of the rivers and lakes in person, so they were frightened by Zi Jiang's ordinary light work.

People in the imperial court... are really unexpected and ignorant.Zijiang couldn't help but sighed in disappointment, and looked up with a smile on his teacup.

Be sworn brother?enemy?

Unexpectedly, seeing Bei Ji again, Zi Jiang was not as furious as he imagined.Ever since he decided to take revenge on Beiji, he had tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. He had no choice but to go to Fanshu's place to grab some rock tea and Buddhist scriptures, and studied them carefully every night after dark, until he calmed down.He was only five years old when the accident happened to the Wei family. Although he didn't want to admit some things, he had to say that for a five-year-old child, fear was more than hatred after seeing that scene.

And up to now, he has become Shura in the sea of ​​blood several times, and when he thinks back to that scene back then, he doesn't think it was so scary.Twenty years have passed, and hatred has gradually become a common word in his heart. He knows that he wants to avenge the Wei family, but it is more like a mission, a responsibility brought by his identity and blood. mission.

Fan Shu asked him half a month ago, how could Bei Ji be your opponent as the emperor.

Zi Jiang spread his hands, so he didn't specify that Bei Ji must come forward, and he still left half a month for them to prepare.

Fan Shu asked again, what if Bei Ji went to fight in person.

Zi Jiang frowned, he really looked like that honest man who was strict in everything he did.However, that was Bei Ji's own choice and had nothing to do with him. All he had to do was to kill the visitor and return justice to the Wei family.

"The emperor is dead, who will give you justice." Fan Shu still had a pleasant expression on his face, but he was a little speechless in his heart. This kid must be good at martial arts but not brains.

"It's not easy when the emperor is gone. It's just a matter of finding someone to take the stage. He doesn't care who is the emperor as long as he can do justice to the Wei family." Zi Jiang waved his hand and said very magnanimously.

Damn!How stupid!Fan Shu never thought of himself as an eminent monk with pure six roots, so he complained silently, without any grudges, but he still had to save face, so he had a more kind face, and sat beside Zijiang. "Even you have to admit that the country is prosperous and the people are peaceful and peaceful. As the emperor, Bei Ji is impeccable. If you were someone else, you might not have his grand strategy. If the people are in trouble, is that your goal? "

If you dare to talk nonsense, I will shoot you to death with scriptures!For this reason, Fan Shu, who purposely sat a little closer, secretly performed his merits. He is not one of those monks who do not cut blood with his hands, so taking pictures of this kid can still be regarded as a meritorious deed.

Hearing this, Zi Jiangsha seriously lowered his head and thought for a while, and then replied very seriously, "Bei Ji won't lose if he uses his life alone to fight against the Wei family. No matter who comes to fight, he will definitely die. I will not be soft, this is what I must do as a descendant of the Wei family. But as for the people, my An Le Palace is as powerful as the current imperial court. Even if a milk baby is enthroned, I can keep the country safe and the people rich still."

Although Anle Palace does have the strength to say so, but...

Looking at Zijiang, who was photographed away by himself with the scriptures, Fanshu said Amitabha, so kind.

Zijiang's thoughts in the square have drifted away, and the people who saw Zijiang at the entrance of Zhengyang Hall secretly gasped. Is it really good that a demon leader looks so handsome, the red clothes are like blood, and the skin is as white as jade? , with sword eyebrows slanted into the temples, forming a sharp line, but covered by the slightly confused beautiful eyes below, with a straight nose and slightly pursed lips, although there is no trace of femininity, it is unreasonable. pleasing to the eye.If they hadn't heard of this person's notoriety long ago, they even thought he was the young prince of some family.

So this is the real third brother?Without the thick gray and black colors, and without the deliberately serious expression, is this unrestrained appearance the original him?It is true that Bei Ji was also attracted by Zi Jiang's appearance for a moment, but after calming down, he was moved by his powerful aura that ignored everything and was easygoing.The young son of the Wei family, if the Wei family is safe and sound, I am afraid that he will also be a troublesome brother of the rich family.

The time had come, and a small gong sounded the consciousness of both of them at the same time.After Bei Ji ordered people not to follow, he walked down the long steps in front of the hall; Zi Jiang took another sip of tea unhurriedly with a smile on his face, then signaled An Ye and Chi Yi to retreat to the sides, he stood up, Taking three steps back, he made room for Bei Ji.

"It's really troublesome for that old bald donkey to tell you the truth. If you kill you, you have to find another emperor." Zi Jiang looked at Bei Ji who was arranging his clothes, but he was standing there in a complicated robe, Didn't even move.

"Although I know that my martial arts are not as good as yours, as a descendant of the Bei family, I have my own responsibilities. I know the rules of your world. If you accept the war, you will live and die without complaint. Come on, I accept your challenge, regardless of the outcome. No matter what, I have already written the imperial edict, and no one can hold you accountable. If I lose, let me deal with it; if I win, the past will be wiped out." Bei Ji held the long sword in his hand, looked directly at Zijiang, and his eyes were firm. , without any free flickering.

As expected of a wise monarch admired by all people, Zi Jiang clapped three times for Bei Ji's calmness and generosity, "Okay! It's best if you don't play tricks, and it will save my group of ignorant people from killing at the feet of the Son of Heaven." "Suddenly, Zi Jiang's face turned serious, "All the palace members of An Le Palace obey orders, I will fight Bei Ji with no grudges, no one will act rashly without my order, anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!"

As soon as Zijiang finished speaking, voices came from all directions in Zhengyang Hall. Looking around, nearly a hundred people in black clothes suddenly appeared in their line of sight. Kneeling on one knee on the spot, "I would like to obey the order of the palace lord!"

Even so, Zi Jiang didn't find the slightest panic on Bei Ji's face, he smiled lightly, "Don't worry, as long as your people don't act rashly, I guarantee they will obediently watch the battle."

Bei Ji stopped speaking, drew his long sword out of its sheath, stepped forward with his feet, raised his hands in coordination with the method of breathing out, and stared straight at Zijiang without squinting, his whole body entered a fighting state in an instant.

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Because today, I finally finished my study career in school, and I made a special rush to work, and sent tomorrow's share to today.

The school days are over, this article is coming to an end, and the contract with JJ is about to expire, and I will start a new life experience soon, thank you for your support over the years.