One Curtain Wind Moon Nine Heavens

Chapter 190
Suffering from the pain of being suppressed everywhere after the royal family of the previous dynasty, with the heart of being aloof and pointing out the country in the palace, he pretends to be affectionate.

Yuan Zhao put aside distracting thoughts and walked around the martial arts field for a few laps. In addition to adapting to the environment, he also had to get rid of his anxiety about the special performance of the floor and the negative mentality that he would lose if he stood at other people's home courts.

In addition, she looked around the martial arts arena, and found that the ground was intact, but some steps on the side of the arena had large or small damage, as if they were hit by heavy objects.

Heavy objects may not necessarily be objects, but may also be internal strength, such as the steps of her Dantai Mountain.It hurt her so much that she no longer practiced in the temple, at most she practiced in the courtyard of her side hall.

It can be seen from this that the eighth prince's internal strength is not weak, and her skills are also good.

Isn't that great?Leaving the two of them to serve the imperial court, why let her fight with him and kill each other?

Superstitions are harmful!

Just as he was thinking, he saw a young man in brocade blue clothes stepping steadily into the martial arts arena from afar.The two looked at each other, and bowed their hands to salute each other.After the ceremony, he didn't greet her courteously, and he didn't think the floor was dirty, so he just sat down and closed his eyes to rest.

Yuan Zhao continued to walk slowly in the field, looking around, without interfering with each other.

During the half cup of tea, several maids and servants set up a banquet under the corridor of Wude Hall.When everything was in place, finally, Emperor Feng Yuan in Xuanfu appeared at the corner of Wude Hall, followed by several ministers, including Liu Taibu.

Yuan Zhao took a rough look, and apart from Liu Taibu, he also recognized guest Qing Zhang Han and Prince Yan Taifu among them.The old man of the Yan family didn't shy away from it, and when he saw her looking at her, he smiled back to show his encouragement.

There is also Wu Taiwei, a strong veteran with five big and three rough.

What surprised her was that General Wei Qu Guangping was also on the list.He wears a big Wubian crown on his head, a red official uniform, and holds a weapon at his waist.Obviously, the magnetic floor of the Martial Arts Field has no effect on the position in front of the hall gate.

Proof that magnetism isn't great, she thought.

There is no hidden weapon on her body, it is not known whether the Eighth Prince has hidden it, and she has to beware of someone outside the venue.After all, her opponent is a prince, and those with ambition and strength know who to protect.

……

While Yuan Zhao was looking at the crowd, the group came to the table unhurriedly, waiting for His Majesty to sit down, and everyone entered the table one after another.The appearance of Emperor Feng Yuan made the two young people in the arena finally stand side by side and salute the emperor together.

"Get up." Emperor Feng Yuan said in a slow tone, looking at the two young men with complicated emotions, and finally his eyes fell on Yuan Zhao, "Anping, why did you enter the palace today?"

"Return to Your Majesty, Anping begs Your Majesty to let the courtiers lead the soldiers to Xishan to support my brother!" Yuan Zhao said bluntly.

The third brother was quick, and as she had considered, he chose a mountain road with the shortest distance to the west of Shanxi.There are many lonely peaks on the side of the road, and they are most likely to be ambushed and attacked.

No, it's stuck there.

"What's the use of your two or three hundred soldiers? How can you defeat another's ten thousand elite soldiers?" Emperor Feng Yuan asked, "Do you know why I let you two come here today?"

"My daughter knows." Yuan Zhao said truthfully.

"Then do you know that your second elder brother Zhong He came to see me yesterday, why did you ask me?" He was still kneeling outside the study door at the moment.

"Second brother is the son of the Hou family, a pillar and a civil servant, not suitable for leading the army." Yuan Zhao's attitude was blunt.

"But you are a woman." Emperor Feng Yuan said indifferently.

"The bravest and bravest soldiers in the world are all born of women. The hardships of pregnancy in October and the pain and danger of childbirth are no less than men who kill the enemy on the battlefield. Men are not afraid of death. Is it possible that their mothers are greedy for life and afraid of death? what?
There are as many brave mothers as there are warriors.Although Anping has not been promoted to mother, not all men in the world are warriors. "

Her words made the military officers sitting at the table look happy, and the civilian officials' eyes turned white.

Hmph, without shame, a mere woman deserves to be compared with the warriors of the world?It's just a dying struggle, no matter how she makes up excuses to quibble, she can't escape death today.

"Well said!" Emperor Fengyuan smiled, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes, "Zhaoer, uncle always thinks you are not an ordinary woman. Today, you and Cong will decide the outcome. If you win, Uncle allows you to play! If you lose..."

Death is just a word, and it would be cold-blooded and ruthless when it came out of his mouth.

"The ministers and daughters cut themselves off from the world, and the kindness of returning the king's protection is profound." Yuan Zhao handed over the "knife" with interest.

Hearing this, Emperor Feng Yuan's sharp eyes flashed a trace of unbearable.After all, he was the child he raised for three years. Many people only knew his fear of the former royal family, but they couldn't see his protection of the Hou family. Only her heart was like a mirror.

However, she is too smart, and repeatedly uses the warmest words to poke the softest part of the enemy's heart.

"You deserve to be the daughter of Marquis Dingyuan, the ever-victorious general. If that's the case, you two go to fight today, regardless of life or death." Emperor Feng Yuan sighed, and his eyes finally fell on the eighth emperor who had been silent all this time, "Cong Zhi , don't blame your father..."

If you want to blame, blame him for being born at the wrong time.

"Life and death are determined, and it cannot be changed by the power of the father. If a person lives for a lifetime, he can do his best for the country and the father, and his sons and ministers will have no complaints." Feng Shu lowered his eyes and cupped his hands, his tone slightly choked.

"Okay." Emperor Feng Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and tears flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand lightly, "Let's start."

The two young men saluted again, returned to the center of the martial arts arena, and saluted each other.When the two raised their heads again, their eyes were completely different. The eighth prince looked at her eyes full of disgust, and still maintained his demeanor and raised his hands:
"you first."

Although he wished to tear her to pieces, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he wanted to show his royal tolerance and magnanimity to all his courtiers.

"Offended." After Yuan Zhao finished speaking, he stared at his opponent, and stepped forward slowly step by step.

Seeing all the ministers sitting at the table looking at each other, what is she trying to do?Hurry up!Seeing that the generals are so anxious, they can't wait to jump up and order her to go immediately!

The Eighth Prince clenched his fists and said in a calm tone, "...What do you mean?" Are you kidding him?
"You are polite because of your royal demeanor; but I have been in the countryside for a long time, have experienced countless assassinations, and have actual combat experience. I should let you in this competition." Yuan Zhao said very sincerely.

This is contempt, this is disdain!
She successfully provoked him, clenched her fists, her facial features twisted, and threw her fists at her with a roar.The wind of the fist is strong, and it seems to have the power of invincibility.With a sway of her figure, she successfully avoided it like a weak willow unbearable by the wind.

And there was a muffled buzz where she was standing, and she sank into a shallow mark.

After missing a single blow, Feng Shu turned around on tiptoe and pressed on her step by step, striking out with heavy punches.Although they are a man and a woman, they cannot use weapons in the magnetic field, they can only fight with bare hands.

The defense between men and women is insignificant at the moment of life and death.

After the first few tricks of testing, Feng Shu's skills are good, and her inner strength is also profound.But Yuan Zhao is no worse than him, and with her actual combat experience, it is not difficult to defeat him.

But she has concerns!

She is the prince, so whether the emperor is willing to let her win is one thing; even if he is willing to let the opponent lose too badly, it is tantamount to slapping the royal family in the face. Can she be successful?
To put it bluntly, this competition was not fair to her at all.

At least the eighth prince didn't have such worries, and he shot ruthlessly, without mercy.Look at his disgusting eyes, his cannibalistic resentment, as if she killed his mother and concubine.

It is estimated that the pressure has been too much these years, and there is a psychological problem!

(End of this chapter)