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There were thirty-six people participating in the competition for the selection of the Prince Consort. Fan Xiaowen was dead, leaving thirty-five people.
Due to the large number of people, Murong Ci and He Guang, the Minister of Rites, agreed that the martial arts test should be divided into an initial and final session and be held on two days. Three of the thirty-six people in the first round formed a group, making a total of twelve groups, and the twelve winners entered the final round. However, now that there is one person missing, they decided to decide the winner in one group with only two people.
Wenhua Hall is a majestic and majestic palace. It has always been used as a palace venue for grand ceremonies. The emperor ascended the throne, the emperor married, the queen was appointed, and the generals were ordered to go to war. In addition, during the Wanshou Festival, New Year's Day, and Winter Solstice festivals every year, the emperor accepted the greetings from civil and military officials here. Congratulations and give banquets to princes and ministers.
The area in front of the palace is open, and this martial arts test will be held here.
The Minister of Etiquette set up three carved chairs and a small table in the corridor of the palace. A red carpet was laid out under the front steps of the palace for the martial arts test. There were many chairs on both sides for the civil and military ministers and their family members to sit and for the guests to watch. district. In order to demonstrate the solemnity of the selection of the Prince Consort and the importance attached by His Majesty the Emperor, the family members of Beijing officials of fourth rank and above were specially allowed to enter the palace to watch.
Unlike the scorching sun and bright sunshine of the past few days, it is unusually hot and muggy today, with gloomy haze clouds piling up in the sky.
Before the time came, people had already gathered in front of the Wenhua Hall, and the sound was noisy. He Guang, the Minister of Etiquette, and a group of colleagues and chamberlains were making preparations. They gathered young talents together and explained the method of drawing lots to determine who will compete with whom in the same group. Which group will be written on thirty-five small pieces of paper? If three people draw the first group at the same time, then these three people will compete in the same group.
Whether you will encounter a strong opponent or a weaker opponent in drawing lots requires a bit of luck.
After the drawing of lots is completed, people from the Ministry of Etiquette will do the registration. Some people are happy, some people are sad, some people are indifferent, some people are calm, some people sigh, some people are smiling
The hour was approaching, and everyone was waiting anxiously. Finally, the prince and the prince arrived.
Arriving at the same time as Murong Yu, Murong Ci refused in his heart, but he happened to meet him in the palace road ahead.
This time, she sat on the carriage and did not get down until she was in front of the Wenhua Hall.
Everyone bowed to welcome him, a human-shaped arch bridge formed by water.
There are so many people.
Did the family members of the fourth-rank officials in the imperial capital come into the palace to watch the competition?
Are you sure those ladies from aristocratic families and famous families are not here to choose a husband?
But she knew that most of the reason these people were so respectful was because of Murong Yu.
Murong Yu got off the shoulder carriage, with a majestic and majestic figure, standing tall between heaven and earth. His unpredictable, deep and sharp eyes swept the place where there was a cold frost, but it made people feel that he was not looking. Anyone can look beyond the mundane world and all living beings to the high and vast sky.
??The so-called dust-free eyes are like this.
"Excuse me, everyone."
The voice is deep and clear, cold and distant.
Murong Ci glared at him secretly, turned around and walked forward disdainfully.
"Pretend it, pretend it hard."
Because she was walking too fast or not paying attention to her steps, she tripped on the corner of the red carpet, stumbled, and then threw herself forward.
This happened in an instant, and she didn't expect it at all.
In the flash of lightning, she instinctively thought of using Qing Kung Fu to stabilize her body, but on this occasion she had to play the role of the idiot prince, so she gritted her teeth and pounced on him, preparing to throw him into pieces.
Although most people paid attention to the handsome and elegant royal prince, many people still saw the inelegant attitude of the idiot prince.
The ladies are waiting with their eyes wide open, the ladies are waiting with their mouths covered, and the civil and military ministers are looking forward to a wonderful and hilarious show that will be staged next: the idiot prince and the dog chewing mud.
How can the idiot prince be compared with the royal prince?
On occasions like this, the idiot prince is just here to make a fuss and provide jokes!
Murong Ci had prepared himself mentally to put on a wonderful show to win the bad taste of the ministers and their families, and to update their conversation after tea, but he didn't expect - the result would be like that!
She felt an extremely strong force grabbing her shoulders. The next moment, her waist tightened, and then she stood firmly.
The long arm across her waist was like cold iron burned into her flesh and blood, immediately becoming extremely hot.
Smelling the warm masculine scent mixed with agarwood, she felt a little panicked, but she had been "experienced in hundreds of battles" and immediately escaped from this person's control without changing her expression.
What made her angry was that in front of everyone, he was so shameless and cunning. Not only did he secretly increase his strength, he also held her in his arms.Quickly jumping over the wall, she picked up another cup of tea and took a sip. Just as she was about to spray water at him and send out a hidden weapon of rainstorm pear flowers, he immediately let go.
He turned to look at her, his gentle and harmless eyes focused on her face, making people feel that he was in a good mood at the moment and didn't care about you.
Murong Ci swallowed his tea, glared at him fiercely, and watched the competition intently.
There is a big drum on the east side under the jade steps. The guards beat it vigorously, and the sound is heart-wrenching.
The drumming stopped and the first group of competitions began immediately.
She suddenly remembered that Shen Zhiyan said yesterday that he would come to watch the competition. The competition had already started, why didn't he come?
The three people in the first group of competitions all had mediocre martial arts skills, and their fighting was not exciting enough, so there was really not much to watch.
After a while, one person emerged victorious.
She glanced over and saw Murong Yu holding up the tea cup - she had just taken a sip of the cup of tea.
She stared at him, as if saying: You dare to drink what I have drunk?
Murong Yu¡¯s eyes were light: Why don¡¯t you dare to drink?
Watching him drink it gracefully, she suddenly felt her face and cheeks burning, burning all the way to her ears and neck. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com