The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 25

Immediately there was warm applause in the arena. The county magistrate Luo Tianhua is majestic, and today he is hosting an entertainment meeting for these ordinary people. The applause must be warm, but the county magistrate's emotions were not aroused by the enthusiasm of the audience. Instead, he said with a bitter face:

"Well, as we all know, this county has always had the folk custom of the Oiran Festival, because there are many talented people in the local area. For many years, our county has earned millions of taels of silver just by selling various scripts, which has made us very famous in the north of Beijing. Great, even those high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital have come to our county to recruit talents..."

Having said that, he also took a look at Princess Hanyu, who stared fiercely, which made him tremble in fright, and immediately went on to say:

"Let's not gossip, friends from all walks of life who want to come to this championship competition, our final judges for this competition are only decided by Princess Hanyu, Miss Xue Yingying, and the little prince, um, their three distinguished guests, oh what? There are me, Mr. Tang, a total of 5 judges? Okay, everyone heard it? That's it!"

"Boom..." There was a lot of discussion on the field. Compared with last year, the selection of the judges has changed a lot, especially the many contestants who came here from other places were confused by this change. The opera arias prepared by the squires have to be changed, right?
The one who sang Guan Gong, he can't do anything else, as soon as he heard this, he knew that the chance of winning this time was not great. Who knows what the prince and princess like?

"Everyone, be quiet! Next, there will be three extra-point tests. The winning side will be rewarded with an arrow. Have you seen that? On the grandstand over there, which quiver is there for the participating teams?" The team that fills up first, or gets the most arrows at the end of the game, will be the winning team of this year's Oiran Competition!"

"Wow... It's time to compare, but I don't know what to compare first?"

"This extra point test is... who can make Princess Hanyu over there laugh? The princess nods and agrees with you to pass the level. You will be rewarded with an arrow in this round. Of course there will be a second round, the arrow In the hands of the little prince, in the third round, you have to please our Miss Xue Yingying, this is all the princess' idea..."

"How many arrows are in the quiver?"

"A pot of arrows has 12 arrows in total. Five of them will be decided by the judges independently. For the remaining seven, the teams shortlisted in this circle will have to compete in the final battle. It depends on the reaction of the audience and the judges agree on the result. .In the end, the overall ranking will be determined by the total number of arrows. Each team participates together, and finally a representative will receive the reward, which is the exclusive opportunity to meet Miss Xue Yingying for a year!"

"Oh……"

"Then the opportunity for a single performance is here, the first round of competition begins! All participating teammates, whoever thinks that you can make the princess smile and win this arrow depends on your performance!"

"I'll come first!" Without waiting for the county magistrate's voice to finish, while speaking, a black-faced man rushed up from below. He was a monk with a shaved head. He was holding a well-known convenient serial shovel in his hand. I'm going to play a set of Shaolin Arhat Shovel for the princess, wow..."

However, the people on the field were all stunned: "Ah... where did this come from?"

Everyone was startled and stared at it, and they didn't know where it came from. A guy looked vicious, his face was black and fat, full of scars, so ugly that he could scare the living people to death in broad daylight, and men didn't dare to look at him even more. Let alone a woman, let alone a princess?
He was wearing the clothes worn by a monk. It looked like he hadn't washed it for a few days. He had a faint smell, and his chest was covered with a slap-wide fur. Like a ghost, Shaolin Arhat's big shovel is still whistling...

"He practiced well!"

Liu Hu next to Yang Ling is a martial artist, he is quite sure of this monk's kung fu.

But which team is this?Everyone was puzzled, and they looked at each other carefully. This person did not have a team, but he got in by himself without knowing how. Someone came up to stop him. Several guys explained that only those who signed up and formed a team can participate in this event. But this monk turned out to be a stunned young man, and when he pulled his big hand, a large piece fell down, what a lot of strength!

"Protect the princess, prepare bows and arrows!" The county magistrate shouted to his subordinates.

"Wait!" Yang Ling suddenly felt that this person had something to do with him. He heard Yang Zhong tell him a story. When his father was dying, he was protected by a master monk. This monk was good at it. Could it have something to do with their family?
And he has a little compassion, since he is a crazy monk, can't he be kicked out?Yang Ling was quite close to the county magistrate, so she cupped her hands and asked the county magistrate Luo to spare his life.

"Who are you?" Magistrate Luo gave Yang Ling a blank look, and someone whispered in the magistrate's ear, probably telling the magistrate the name "Yang Ling". Magistrate Luo nodded and waved his hand to signal people Stepping back, he said:
"Let this monk play tricks as he pleases, play as he pleases, it's your ability to pass the first level, can the princess take a look at you?"

"But it's true!" Yang Ling saw clearly that the princess did not look at the monk at all, instead she pinched her nose.

The people in charge, including the county magistrate, Tang Yuanyou, and everyone else looked at it, thinking, what happens after the monk finishes practicing?Who and what to do with him?
"Crack!" The monk finally finished practicing a set of big shovels, but at the end, he received a lot of applause and cheers. Some people even threw copper coins on the stage. Is this a show?Yang Ling couldn't help laughing at seeing it, could this really make the princess laugh?

Sure enough, the princess's face became even uglier. She turned her head away and ignored him.

"Challenge failed!" The county magistrate was not required to announce the result. The county's clever and clever government servants were already in charge, driving the monk away with a water and fire ruthless stick in his hand. Hurry up and go!"

"A princess as beautiful as a fairy!"

The princess ignored the monk, and the monk shouted unceremoniously:

"I learned the big shovel technique in Shaolin Temple. There are hundreds of bad guys who can't get close to me. Princess, let me protect you. You have to give me this arrow, and I will go back. Speaking of which, there is light on your face!"

As he said that, he went straight to the princess's seat to make do with it. How could he have such a chance? The princess hated listening to him, and just frowned. At the same time, with a wave of his hand, several crocks flew out with a "swoosh", filled with quicklime!
"Protect the princess!"

That is a must-have weapon for defending the city. The gray bottle, one of the cannon, the log, and the thunderstone, hit the monk's head like raindrops. That weapon is wicked. It burns the monk's mouth, nose and eyes with white ash. After soaking, the rest of the guards surrounded him, this time they were not polite at all, pressing and stepping, and finally tied the monk tightly with a rope.

"I want to see the princess!"

The monk is still shouting.The princess slapped the table fiercely in anger, and County Magistrate Luo was frightened and shouted angrily again: "Put him in the prison, and he will be beaten and locked up for a few months before we talk about it!"

"My lord, let him be part of our team. This time, I think since there are also martial arts performances that the little prince likes to watch, why not practice martial arts first, and give him an arrow if the little prince likes him. Is that okay?"

"I agree!" As soon as Yang Ling finished speaking, the little prince Zhu Houzhao made the decision first, "Let's enter the martial arts competition immediately, I want to watch the excitement first!"

"Cure his wounds and wash him well." Yang Ling also smelled that the monk smelled good. After cleaning up, the monk came over and thanked him for his rescue just now.

(End of this chapter)