August fifteenth, the full moon night.

It's time to say it.

The beautiful moonlight, the round moon, the full moonlight, accompanied by thousands of lights, illuminates the night view of this capital.

This night is destined to be sleepless.

Not only those martial arts people who were fighting for Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue, but also the ordinary people couldn't sleep this night. However, these ordinary people knew nothing about Ye City and Xixue and didn't care. They just hugged their children and hid in the quilt. Listening to the dense footsteps running through the streets outside the door, from time to time, praying silently in their hearts for God's blessing, so that this terrible night would pass quickly.

Meridian Gate.

There are many armored soldiers outside the gate, guarding the passage, and along the Forbidden City Wall, there are even more open fire guards standing under the base of the Forbidden City Wall. Since ancient times, there have been a few dazzling pools of blood on the ground in front of the Meridian Gate. I don’t know whose it belongs. In the night tonight, it seems particularly suitable.

"drive."

"drive."

"drive."

...Eight people rode on horses in the distance, rode lightly and quickly. They reached the Meridian Gate before turning over and fell to the ground.

"Sir, the Donghua Gate has been arranged."

"Sir, the Long Sect has been arranged."

"grown ups……"

...Wei Ziyun, the leader of the Inner Guard, listened to the proper arrangements everywhere, and his solemn and nervous expression finally eased a little.

The duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuxue seems to be just a matter in the martial arts world, but the impact it has far exceeded that of the martial arts world.

Not to mention anything else, just during this period, there were countless martial arts people who flocked to the capital. Moreover, from the heads of famous sects to the bandits who blocked the road and robbed, and even Shuntian Mansion, several fugitives, giant thieves, killers, etc. who had been wanted for dozens of years... All three religions and all gathered in the capital without discrimination.

These people are not like ordinary people. They are honest and dedicated and only seek food and clothing. They will fight if they disagree. If they don’t like them, they will kill them. If they encounter a grudge between the two sides, they will be a bloody kill in the street. They are all rebellious and the government cannot control them at all. As a result, there have been frequent fights and bloodshed in the city in recent times. The prefect of Shuntian wrote several letters to complain, and even asked the army to assist the yamen's security.

And this is just the time when the duel has not yet begun.

"Report." A guard with a strong and sharp guard ran over and bowed.

"A group of people from the Jianghu area came outside Xihua Gate, claiming to enter the Forbidden City and watch the duel. Lord Ding refused, so he gathered to attack the palace gate. Now he has been captured by Lord Ding, so he asked him to give it to him."

Wei Ziyun rubbed his forehead and said with a headache: "Let Ding Ao find out his identity first. If there is a sect with a background, lock it up first. If there is no sect, you can kill several demonstrations if necessary."

"Yes." The guards took the order and left.

"Oh, it's not good for those two old men to duel, so they have to choose to be at the top of the Forbidden City." Wei Ziyun sighed helplessly.

Although the formations set up by the imperial guards are huge, can they really kill all the offensive martial arts people?

If one is not good, it will break the balance between the court and the rivers and lakes and cause large-scale conflicts, so he cannot afford the responsibility.

"Brother Wei is so majestic."

A group of people with different outfits came across from the opposite side, including monks wearing cassocks, old Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, and young masters with paper fans lightly shaking... It seemed that they gathered all kinds of people in the world, with more than twenty people, among which a constable in public uniform came out and greeted Wei Ziyun first.

This person is Jin Jiuling.

"Don't tell me, you are also going to the city to watch the duel? You are a member of the public, and you should understand my difficulties." Wei Ziyun said helplessly.

"It is precisely because I understand Brother Wei's difficulties that I found this public uniform that I had not worn for six years and specially wore it." Jin Jiuling pointed at his constable public uniform backwards.

In order to watch this duel, he, who has always only worn the best and most expensive clothes, made an exception.

Wei Ziyun shook his head, "Don't say you're going to change into this outfit, even if you change into my clothes, I can't put you in."

"Let your clothes be left for you to wear." Jin Jiuling waved his hand.

He abandoned his public uniforms as if he were too poor, so he naturally would not be interested in Wei Ziyun.

Then he said, "As the chief constable of Liushemen, I have to do my best to the court as I eat the salary of the court. So I am not here to watch the duel, but to help Brother Wei maintain order."

"Maintain order? There are imperial guards here, so where do you need to maintain order?" Wei Ziyun said in surprise, unable to figure out what the Jin Jiuling was selling in the gourd.

"Of course it's the order of the duel scene." Jin Jiuling smiled.

Wei Ziyun finally understood and rolled his eyes.

"Brother Wei." After Jin Jiuling, someone spoke again.

As soon as he heard these two words, Wei Ziyun couldn't help but shiver and immediately bowed to those who came with Jin Jiuling, "Everyone, Jin Jiuling is still a public servant, so don't make things difficult for me anymore. I... I bow to everyone here."

Seeing Wei Ziyun, the number one expert in the big house, lowered her posture so much that she called herself a younger brother. Some people who wanted to speak had their own identity and were embarrassed to speak.

Of course, some people still have to speak.

Wei Ziyun didn't have to guess what they were going to say, it was nothing more than just making connections, talking about favors, or playing scoundrel like Jin Jiuling, entering the Forbidden City to watch the duel, so he didn't give them a chance to speak, and blocked them in advance.

"Everyone, this is what Your Majesty means, and I can't do anything. Moreover, Your Majesty Kuanhong did not completely prohibit everyone from watching the duel. He also took out precious Persian tributes to make silk as a guarantee for entering the Forbidden City, and handed it over to Lu Xiaofeng and Hero Lu early..."

Wei Ziyun was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"It's almost done, there are only six ribbons. We have twenty-three people here, who can do it?"

This time, another familiar face was spoken out.

Hawkeye Old Seven.

The Eagle-eyed Old Seven stared at her eyes and said dissatisfiedly: "Wei Ziyun, I call you brother, don't fool me with official words, I'll ask you, among the people you do, who do you think is not qualified to enter the Forbidden City to watch this duel?"

This is simply arousing hatred.

About twenty people who came with Hawkeye Lao Qi looked at Wei Ziyun one by one.

Mu Taoist, Master Kuzhi, Master Bitter Gua, Master Iron Shoulder, Master Mu Song, Hua Ruling, Flower Manlou, Sikong Zhaixing, Eagle-eyed Laoqi, Lu Xiaofeng...

Lu Xiaofeng, what are you looking at?

The ribbon is in your hands.

Wei Ziyun took a step forward, pulled Lu Xiaofeng over and whispered: "What do you want to do? Are you sincerely looking for trouble?"

"It's not my fault. You really gave me six ribbons. It's not enough. I even divided my share, not enough. So that's right. I came with them. I hope to ask Brother Wei to be convenient and ease. Although I am not a member of the public, I'm at least doing things for the public. I'm a hard worker at least." Lu Xiaofeng laughed and said, especially above Jin Jiuling.

"..." Wei Ziyun.

Is this an idiot?

Don’t you say that Lu Xiaofeng is extremely smart? How could he be so stupid that he even distributed his own ribbon?

Wei Ziyun looked at the others again, and finally set his eyes on the few people, "Master Mu, Master Iron Shoulder, Master Huacai... Haven't you been assigned to the ribbon?"

"I have."

"I have."

“I have, too.”

...After hearing these certain words, Wei Ziyun's face turned green.

Since there are all, why are you still making trouble?

"But you are all old friends here for decades. Now we have a ribbon to go in, but we have to ignore the old friends outside the door. We can't bear it, and it's even more unfaithful."

After all, it is still uneven distribution.

Although the martial arts skills of the more than 20 people in front of me are of high or low level, no matter how low they are, they are all first-class experts with reputation. Their background, background and status represent the top layer of the pyramid in the martial arts world today. But you only give six ribbons, which is too much different. What do you think of those who don’t get ribbons? But these still account for the majority.

"Boss."

At this moment, a person suddenly ran into the distance, obviously the subordinate of Hawkeye Lao Qi. He didn't know what he said in Hawkeye Lao Qi's ear, and he said so that Hawkeye Lao Qi patted his subordinate's shoulders, and he was very happy.
Chapter completed!