The Heavens: Starting from Traveling through Song Qingshu

Chapter 95 The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, the winner of the martial arts competition!

Liu Qinglian sneered, and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? Usually people talk about indisputable things, but most of them are doing things secretly!"

Zhou Zhiruo also said quietly: "Sister Xiao Zhao, you have been serving my senior brother all these years. I heard that many people secretly called you as their mother!"

Liu Qinglian held down the sword at her waist with one hand, and said, "Tell me, how far have you and my brother developed?"

Xiao Zhao first looked and looked at the two daughters with some grievances, but seeing that the two were not moved at all, they were about to make a move, so he pinched his waist with both hands and snorted.

"Since that's the case, then I won't pretend."

"You asked me how far my son and I have developed. Just as you imagined, except for the last step, we have done everything that needs to be done!"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Zhiruo, who had always kept a calm face and maintained her demeanor, couldn't hold it anymore.

"That's the literal meaning!" Xiao Zhao said with a smile, "Even if the young master takes a bath, I'll take care of it. What do you mean by that?"

Liu Qinglian cut her head, "What's the matter, the young master of a rich family, who can't find a maid for a trial marriage before getting married?"

Xiao Zhao's face turned pale when he said this, and he clenched his hands tightly. Why does this person named Liu have such a poisonous mouth?
"Why, you are not convinced and want to hit me?"

With a cry of sorrow, Liu Qinglian drew out the long sword from her waist, pointed at Xiao Zhao, and pointed at Zhou Zhiruo.

"They are all sons and daughters of the harem, we don't play the game of jealousy and open and secret fighting in the harem, today, we will use martial arts to decide who is the boss of the harem!

The one who wins is the queen, and the one who loses is obedient, and no one is allowed to cause trouble in the future. Do you dare to compete? "

"Compare to compare!"

Zhou Zhiruo turned back and entered the bedroom, and took out the Yitian Sword that was placed on the table last night.

Xiao Zhao also turned around and entered a certain room, and pulled out two iron chains from inside.

This iron chain is made of meteoric iron from outside the sky, the material is extraordinary, and she has been wearing it since she was a child, and she has long been used to using this thing as a weapon.

"Very well, it seems that both of you are prepared, so today, let's speak according to our abilities!"

Among them, Liu Qinglian's cultivation was the highest. According to the bronze mirror's cultivation, it was already the eighth level of Houtian Realm, which was similar to the cultivation level when she first met Song Xuan.

Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao are slightly inferior in cultivation, but the weapons in their hands are made of extraordinary materials. If there is a real fight, it is hard to say who will win and who will lose.

After the words fell, the three of them shot at the same time. For a moment, the sword light flickered, and the iron chains flew across the sky. Outside the palace, there were bursts of roaring sounds of weapons colliding.

This huge movement quickly attracted the Ouchi guards stationed in the palace, but after seeing the figures of the three fighting, all the guards turned around and retreated tacitly, sealing off the outside of the palace to prevent anyone from entering rashly.

Everyone knew that they couldn't afford to offend any of the three inside. At this time, the most important thing was to seal off the palace to prevent outsiders from seeing it, and then dispatched people to quickly spread the news to His Majesty.

The area around the school grounds outside the southern city was already crowded with people. Today, on the day when the emperor of the Wu Dynasty sacrificed to heaven and ascended the throne, almost all the active people of the imperial capital came.

Some ordinary people who couldn't squeeze into the school grounds were lying on the taller buildings nearby, watching from a distance.

Outside the south of the city, there was a flood of people. The Tsing Yi Wei commander Lao Liu mobilized [-] Tsing Yi Wei Ti cavalry, all of them carried bows and arrows, long knives on their waists, and even black firecrackers hanging from their horses, forming a series of roads. The cordon blocked the turbulent flow of people outside.

In the school grounds, countless elite soldiers, all well-armored, with high morale, and with indescribable arrogance in their expressions, stood neatly on the school grounds, forming neat square formations one after another, waiting for His Majesty's review!
When the sun was rising, Emperor Wu Song Xuan, amidst the sound of grand music, drove slowly into the school grounds in the emperor's chariot led by three thousand Qingyi guards.

Pulled by twelve horses of the same color, in front of the emperor's chariot, there are dense yellow flags, missionary banners, announcement banners, green dragon buildings, white tiger buildings, Xuanwu buildings, and various double dragon fans, double dragon fans, and embroidery fans. And so on emerge in endlessly, showing the majesty, grandeur, and solemnity of the emperor.

Behind the emperor's chariot, the Jiaofang Division of the Ministry of Civil Affairs played grand and loud music, followed by all the civil and military officials, walking slowly.

Amidst the magnificent music, Song Xuan, followed by all the officials, came to the center of the school field, where a tall and wide roof stood.

Song Xuan got off the chariot and looked around.

Then, under the fanatical gazes of countless people and soldiers, step by step, stepping on the stairs, came to the top of the high platform.

On the high platform, there was a square table with three bowls of wine on it.

Song Xuan picked up the first bowl of wine, raised it above his head, and looked up to the sky.

"I, Song Xuan, declare to the emperor, the queen land, the ancestors of China!"

After spilling the wine on the ground, Song Xuan picked up the second bowl again, and continued: "It has been more than a hundred years since the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, when the barbarians invaded, and foreigners ruled the Central Plains.

And I follow the will of God, expel the captives, restore China, and glorify my Han family for thousands of miles. "

The second glass of wine was poured down, Song Xuan picked up the third bowl of wine, looked up to the sky and said in a deep voice: "I, Song Xuan, cast an altar to worship the sky, and declare to the world——

Today, at the beginning of the first lunar month, we will establish the country "Wu" and be ordered by the sky, so we will live forever! "

"Long live! Long live"

In the school grounds, hundreds of thousands of soldiers shouted in unison, and the sound was like thunder roaring, shaking for nine days.

Countless people watching the ceremony also shouted crazily, hoping that the Holy Son will live and the people can live a good life.

After the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was over, Song Xuan returned to the Hall of Tai Chi, followed by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

But before entering the hall, suddenly a big inner guard rushed over and whispered a few words in the ear of Lao Liu, the leader of the Tsing Yi guard.

The old six had a strange expression on his face, and then he waved his hand to signal the other party to back down, then trotted all the way to Song Xuan, whispering something.

Song Xuan looked calm, nodded slowly, then turned to look at the civil and military officials behind him, and ordered: "You wait and wait in the palace first, I will come later!"

After saying that, Song Xuan quickly rushed towards the bedroom, followed by a group of Tsing Yi guards.

After the emperor left, Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen and others looked at each other, but didn't say much.

Obviously, something must have happened in His Majesty's harem, and His Majesty must personally come forward to deal with it.

The matter of the emperor's harem is too sensitive to be discussed by foreign ministers like them.

Outside the bedroom, the ground paved with blue bricks was already in a mess, and the walls were even more dilapidated and damaged.

When Song Xuan stepped forward, the first thing he saw was Xiao Zhao, whose face was swollen from the beating, sitting on the ground with a dejected expression.

Not far from her, Liu Qinglian was holding two cut-off swords, staring blankly at the swords in her hands, with a dazed expression on her face.

Only Zhou Zhiruo held the sword on her chest with both hands, looking very calm.

When he saw Song Xuan approaching, he even saluted, "Senior brother, I have caused you trouble!"

(End of this chapter)