The Concubine's Rebirth: The Poisoned Wife Does Not Bow Down

Chapter 28
The melodious sound of orchestral strings, strings, bamboo and moon, the voices of people shouting and shouting, the sound of fists and feet colliding, the sound of arrows flying through the sky, the sharp cheers for the victory of their master, for their own The sound of regret and comfort from the master who lost the battle...

Nie Zhaoyang listened carefully to everything, and his voice was in his ears.

Today in the previous life, something happened that Nie Zhaoyang still remembers clearly. If everything is correct, then today will be the beginning of the biggest gamble in Nie Zhaoyang's life after his rebirth.

Today's holy majesty is a hero in troubled times. More than 20 years ago, he spent more than ten years in the north and south of the river as a soldier, ending the intricate and chaotic situation in the hinterland of the Central Plains, and then established the current magnificent Daxuan Dynasty.

Although it is a peaceful age now, but because the country was built on horseback back then, the current emperor not only vigorously supports scholars and scholars, but also attaches great importance to military talents. Every three years, there will be a civil and military examination for the imperial court. A kind of civil and military talent.Seeing that the time for the big exam is approaching in a blink of an eye, the restaurants and restaurants in the imperial capital are almost full of literati and warriors from all over the country.

It was at such an opportunity when so many talents gathered together, Nie Haoyuan, the king of Rong who had led the army for many years and made great contributions to the Daxuan Dynasty, sent an invitation card, inviting the children of the famous families in the imperial capital to come to the mansion to make friends with martial arts. Let's do a little warm-up for the upcoming martial arts assessment, and pre-select some suitable talents for the current emperor, and the date of the martial arts performance is today.

But at the time when the martial arts arena in Prince Rong's Mansion was bustling with excitement, there was an incident of wounding someone on the archery field. The person who shot the arrow was Sun Ruoyu, Sun Molin's descendant who is highly valued by the Holy Spirit. The injured person was actually Rong Rong. Nie Ziqiong, the domineering second lady in the palace.

Seeing that someone accidentally shot someone, and the injured person was Miss Qianjin from Prince Rong's Mansion, there was a sudden chaos in the martial arts arena at that time, followed by Aunt Jin who was supposed to stay in the inner courtyard to entertain the female relatives of famous families He also ran out, hugging the pale Nie Ziqiong, who was so pitiful for Lihua Daiyu who was crying on the spot.

Although Nie Zhaoyang in her previous life was hiding in the dark, she could clearly see what was going on in the martial arts arena. At that time, she was very surprised. She didn’t understand why Aunt Jin, who had always protected her weaknesses, came up without even checking Nie Ziqiong’s injuries. Crying, isn't she afraid that delaying the injury will kill someone?Nie Ziqiong is the sweetheart she holds in the palm of her hand...

Nie Zhaoyang hid in the bushes while waiting for the right time, while recalling what happened today in his previous life in a trance, suddenly there was a crisp drumming sound in his ear.

Hearing the clear and crisp sound of drums coming out of the chaotic noise, Nie Zhaoyang suddenly came back to his senses, not daring to let himself continue to think about it to delay the opportunity. Both feet are secretly exerting strength, while preparing for the attack, secretly paying attention to the sound of the drum, a heart in the chest is almost raised to the throat.

In the martial arts arena separated by a wall, drumsticks hit the drum surface to make certain regular sounds, both as if to cheer for some kind of competition, and as if someone had secretly agreed to use the length of the drum sound to determine the sound. send some kind of message.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..., Boom, Boom, Boom..." Hearing the extremely regular three-long and two-short drum beeps from the martial arts arena, Nie Zhaoyang had already burst out before the last short drum beep. Flying out, the body that has already been full of strength flew out around the wall like a feathered arrow that has been released from the string.

(End of this chapter)