"To report to the officials, as the saying goes, it is better to choose a day than to hit it. The competition between Wei Chen and Wu Shilang is better to take place now."
At this time, Wu Zhi's eyes had been cast on Cai Chi, who was not far behind Gao Qiu.
Wu Zhi's conspiracy brought out a playful smile, and Wu Zhi didn't seem surprised by Cai Ji's sudden voice.
It can be said that Zhao Ji was still very proud. When he heard what Cai Ji said, without even Wu Zhi's consent, he immediately nodded and agreed: "Okay, if that's the case, then let's have another competition while we're at it."
I will be the referee for this arena competition.
The surrounding people have already gotten the news that the emperor's two most favored young ministers will have a fierce competition for the identity of the consort.
I thought this would happen a few days later, or even longer, but I didn't expect it to happen so suddenly.
But as Zhao Ji said, he was taking advantage of the excitement, and everyone was cheering.
One is Wu Zhuangyuan, whom the people of Tokyo are eagerly waiting for, and the other is Wu Shilang, who is gaining momentum in pacifying Jiangzhou.
Two people with completely different identities and extremely different backgrounds stood on the stage and fought for the current emperor's favorite princess.
Such a gimmick made many people extremely excited.
In the midst of everyone's eager anticipation, Cai Chi suddenly jumped up high, and he landed lightly on the ring like a flying fairy from outside that day.
At this time, Cai Chi was like an immortal descending to earth, holding a sword in his hand and his clothes flying.
Cai Ji pointed at Wu Zhi with his hand, and the handsome smile on his face became brighter and brighter.
Wu Zhi walked slowly to the ring. He first bowed his hands to Zhao Ji, and then said: "Guan family, I didn't expect this competition to come so suddenly. I didn't prepare any weapons. Can I ask someone to send the weapons to me?"
Come?"
Zhao Ji frowned. Wu Zhi lived far away from the palace.
This time, it takes at least half an hour.
Zhao Ji got a little impatient after waiting. He waved his hand and said indifferently: "Can't you just go to the school field and pick up a weapon? Now it's too laborious to ask people to go to your house to pick up the weapon."
Wu Zhi laughed. The emperor turned against him faster than turning the pages of a book. He almost had a bad stomach and had diarrhea!
"It doesn't take much effort. This weapon is not in Wei Chen's home, but in the Gongbu Palace Workshop. It only takes a cup of tea to get back and forth."
After finishing his words, Wu Zhi cast a look at Zheng Juzhong, the minister of the Ministry of Industry.
Zheng Juzhong nodded and immediately ordered the people next to him to rush to the workshop of the Ministry of Industry.
Just as Wu Zhi said, in less than a cup of tea, someone hurriedly delivered a wooden box tied with hemp rope.
This wooden box is about six feet long and one and a half feet wide.
Because that person was running in a panic, when he walked onto the ring, his foot got caught on the stairs.
So much so that the wooden box in his hand flew out. Wu Zhi took two steps forward and grabbed the end of the wooden box with his hand.
Wu Zhi shook it gently. He didn't even open the box. Instead, he nodded slightly with a smile on his lips, obviously very satisfied with the weapons in the box.
When Cai Chi saw it, he snorted coldly: "It's so mysterious!"
Wu Zhi smiled and said, "Whether it's a trick or not, you'll know after you try it."
After saying that, Wu Zhi looked specifically at Zhao Ji.
He asked Zhao Ji, "Qi Guan, are there any taboos in this competition?"
The intention of Wu Zhi's words is very obvious. That is to let Zhao Ji tell the taboos of this competition in advance. If there are no taboos, Wu Zhi may kill Cai Ji directly!
As soon as these words came out, many officials in Cai Jing's camp immediately shouted!