Chang'an City in late autumn is particularly beautiful. Many leaves have faded from green and dyed with autumn yellow, like golden leaves hanging all over the trees, gorgeous and dazzling.

The sun is scorching at noon, and endless enthusiasm is pouring out from the nine heavens, shining on the whole world.

Imperial city, deep palace palace.

Behind a closed palace wall, branches full of golden leaves poked out, and the sound of leaves rubbing in the light midday autumn wind was making a sound. A small courtyard stood behind the palace wall, and at the entrance of the courtyard, guarded by a guard wearing armored swords, no one was allowed to enter and exit.

There is a courtyard garden in the courtyard, with swaying wine and water, pavilions and pavilions, and a pond rippling among the flowers. Under the clear water, there are koi roaming, and from time to time, rippling in circles.

A little bit of bait was sprinkled, and the calm pond seemed to boil in an instant, and countless peaceful koi suddenly fought for the bait wildly.

The third prince Li Liancheng was wearing a simple white single-dressed long gown. His hair was not combed, and a few strands of hair were hanging on his forehead.

Behind him, a little eunuch in blue was bowing and recounting the palace examination in the square in front of Tai Chi Palace.

The third prince who was confined to the palace was not qualified to go to the palace examination.

"You are the one who killed Lin Yun."

"A question arouses the government and the people, and you are the one who opposes the 'Journalism System'."

"It's you who stabbed me in the three swords... it's also you."

The third prince stared at the koi in the pond, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If you count carefully, there are so many gaps.

Especially the second article, Fang Lang's article, affected his layout in the government and the country.

The alien races are divided into pure blood and sinful blood. Among them, there are many pure blood alien races in the Tang Dynasty that suppress the frontier demon palace. Most of the supporters of the third prince's faction are these alien generals.

One of the big reasons why he went to Qiuling Yaoque in person was because of this article.

If Fang Lang is allowed to be the top scholar and be summoned by his father and emperor himself, Li Liancheng's many layouts in this article will inevitably be subverted.

He couldn't figure out the thoughts of the father who was tall and above, like a fairy god.

He even couldn't tell whether this time the confinement was because he took action against Fang Lang or because of the system of governors he dominated.

"Report to Your Highness, the second palace examination has reached the end, and a total of 80 candidates have advanced to the second round."

"The draw of the previous martial arts competition ends, and the first game is...Li Yuanzhen fights Fang Lang."

The little eunuch in blue thought of the letter coming and said.

The words just fell.

The little eunuch felt a suffocation, and the cool air in late autumn seemed to suddenly solidify, but the third prince turned his head and stared at him tightly, with coldness flashing in his eyes.

"You said...who is against whom in the first game?"

The third prince Li Liancheng, Tao.

The little eunuch knelt on the ground, trembling, but couldn't say a word.

The third prince ignored him, raised his head, looked in the direction of Tai Chi Palace, and the corners of his mouth gradually opened.

"Did you...intentionally? My dear father."

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In front of Tai Chi Palace, there was an uproar and a noisy sound, as if it was about to break through the sun, shocking the geese flying over the Tang Dynasty.

The first battle in the pre-Saint Martial Arts Competition was Fang Lang, who was the first in the list of civil and military affairs, and he faced Li Yuanzhen, the son of the right prime minister who was famous in Chang'an City.

No one expected that the first battle of Wu Bi would be so exciting at the beginning!

It's like it was arranged on purpose.

However, this sign was drawn by the Holy Emperor. Even if everyone thinks it was intentional, no one can say it.

Below, the eldest prince raised his eyebrows and a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Li Puyi's expression was solemn and serious. After a long time, his frown brows were released and he returned to his indifference.

The first battle is going to be decided?

Then let's divide it.

Anyway, it will be a comparison sooner or later. What is the difference between the first battle and the last battle?

The sect leaders of various major sects looked curiously, and the people around them and the gamblers were crazy, and the list of the first battle aroused their excitement.

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If you fight one-on-one, you will win, and the nameplate will be intact. If you lose, a crack will appear on the nameplate. However, the nameplate will not be broken, and there will be a chance to continue fighting, but you will lose the qualification to attack the No. 1 pick.

This is probably the last game of this palace examination, the rules of the pre-Saint Martial Arts.

So, no matter whether it is the first or the last battle, it is actually not bad, and you will eventually encounter it.

When Li Yuanzhen saw that he was the first to fight, his mind, which was originally disturbed by the maze of the art formation, suddenly calmed down.

What to do with so much trouble?

As long as he defeats Fang Lang, all the troubles will disappear, and all the entanglements will be destroyed.

"Li Yuanzhen, the Imperial College Superintendent, came to the championship."

The eunuch shook the whisk and spoke sharply.

"Here."

Li Yuanzhen bowed to Tai Chi Palace.

Then he turned around, took the last step from many candidates, and walked towards the arena supported by the Sumeru throne under the white jade pill.

The ring is extremely wide, enough to accommodate the next exciting battle.

Li Yuanzhen stepped onto the ring, stopped on it, stood with his head down, his eyes hanging down.

"Luojiang Academy Fang Lang, climbed the throne."

"Here."

Fang Lang also bowed, carrying a pineapple wooden sword box on his back, and turned around and walked towards the ring.

Jiang Linglong, Liu Bubai, Ni Wen and others' eyes fell on him, giving him encouragement.

Fang Lang smiled, climbed to the ring, and stood opposite Li Yuanzhen.

The clear sky suddenly became darkened by the flowing clouds blown by the autumn wind, adding a little bit of solemnity.

The entire Tai Chi Palace and the square suddenly became quiet. Although everyone was shocked and difficult to calm down when this competition was likely to be the first-class competition, when the competition really started, it was not calm, and it had to calm down.

Everyone was staring at the ring.

Including the high-ranking holy emperor in Tai Chi Palace.

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"Dongdongdongdong--"

The excited and moving golden drum sounded.

It means the beginning of the battle.

However, there was no movement on the ring, only the autumn wind blew the unknown autumn leaves and were spinning.

Li Yuanzhen looked at Fang Lang with a calm expression. He was very elegant and confident.

"The Third Prince told me to win you."

"You don't know how much response the article you asked about scientific research has caused. You influenced the turbulent trend of the Tang Dynasty with a small piece of writing. People like you... cannot win the top scorer."

Li Yuanzhen shook her head in a Confucian shirt and said.

Fang Lang was stunned. Is the article asked by the scientific research strategy?

It’s all because of that article that the third prince came to deal with him specifically?

Fang Lang suddenly felt extremely ridiculous.

Although he had not experienced the system of Jiedu... Although he had not personally experienced it, all signs showed that if the Tang Dynasty implemented this system, it would be very likely that it would repeat the mistakes of his previous life.

Although the Holy Emperor of the Tang Dynasty seemed to be an extremely powerful and powerful man with great hands and eyes.

However, Fang Lang believed that the torrent of history and destiny was enough to crush everything.

Unless... Emperor Tang is an immortal and a god, it is enough to turn everything around.

But he is not, he is also a human being.

Fang Lang laughed, his laughter was low, lingering on the ring. He raised his head and looked at Li Yuanzhen.

"You are so ridiculous, like a robber... holding your own reason and logic."

"Then I say..."
To be continued...