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Chapter Eighteen: The First Name

Zheng Zeshi shook his head slightly and said: "I don't know what the state of immortality is when gold and silver are poured into the body. I can only speculate at this time."

The red-faced old man groaned and said: "What if Hong Xizhao really reaches the state of immortality? To put it bluntly, Shouyuan will die just as much as before. Besides, I don't believe in immortality, so I will put him to death

I fried him in a cauldron of boiling oil for seventy-seventy-nine days and he still wasn't cooked!"

Liu Shi had just been greedy and had just eaten a lot of croquettes. When the red-faced old man said this, he immediately vomited. He gave the old man a sideways look and said dissatisfiedly: "The dignified Mr. Zhang, Mr. Luding, please don't speak so vulgarly."

, Shishi almost made a fool of herself in public and vomited out what she had just eaten."

The red-faced old man chuckled and then said: "Okay, let's not talk about these depressing things now. Let's just talk about who do you think can win the top three in this martial arts election? Qionghai, you, the fierce general, should know best."

That vulgar strong man was General Bihu. Qionghai smiled and said: "No need to ask, of course it is Zheng Shuang, Mr. Zheng. I have seen his kung fu. Although he is not among the top masters, he is only half a step away."

So far away, he is naturally the number one choice among martial arts students."

Zheng Zeshi sighed slightly without a trace of smile on his face. He tapped the edge of the plate lightly with the chopsticks in his hand and looked at the martial arts students queuing up outside the window to register for the martial arts contest. He said: "Quinzi is afraid that he will be in the martial arts contest this time

It's a disaster to get one of the top three. Unfortunately, we have nothing to choose from except Quanzi. After all, the people we have are all in the military, and according to the order of Master Hong's move this year, it is strictly prohibited.

This order for military personnel to participate in martial arts elections was a blow to us, causing an immediate shortage of our manpower. All the original arrangements were scrapped. Although Hong Jie suffered a big loss in public just now, I heard that

He has obtained the true inheritance from his father, so his martial arts will not be too bad, and Hong Huang, the grand master's concubine, will not be a person like Yi, otherwise he will not be able to attract the thunder and purple energy with one article because he has already won the top prize in the literary anthology.

I will rashly participate in the martial arts election."

The other three people were silent. Indeed, since Hong Huang has gained a lot of popularity and prestige in the literary selection, there is really no need to participate in the martial arts selection if he is not fully sure. If his performance in the martial arts selection is too poor, he will not be called.

I'm afraid if your reputation goes further, your worth will drop, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The expressions on the faces of the three of them were not very good for a moment when they thought of this. Originally, they had been greatly passive due to the meteoric appearance of this literary selection. If even the martial arts selection was taken advantage of by Grand Master Hong, then

It will deal a heavy blow to their already weak power in the court. On the surface, it seems that a martial arts selection cannot directly affect the situation in the court. In fact, the ministers in the court have this detailed plan in mind.

After all, this year, whether it is Emperor Jinglong, represented by General Zheng, who has the upper hand in this department, these things will directly affect the decisions of these ministers on some very subtle matters.

In fact, the court is not a place to hide your strength. You must show how much strength you have, unless your strength is much higher than that of your opponent. You can suppress your opponent by just showing the tip of the iceberg.

, only in this way will you actively hide your strength. If two opponents are originally about the same strength but one side deliberately hides his own strength and acts weaker than the other, some of his own people may defect to the other side soon. If you compare

If they are weak, they have to break their heads and show that they are on par with the opponent. Zheng Zeshi and the others now have to break their heads and show that they are almost the same as Hong Xizhao in strength. Therefore, in the court, they are not like civilians.

Think about how many mysteries there are. Many things are on the surface and are obvious to everyone. But if you are not in this circle and stand outside the circle and look in, it will be too mysterious. No matter how you want to break it,

I have lost my mind and can't figure out the mystery behind it.

The scene became a little deserted for a moment. Liu Shi rolled his eyes and finally settled on the middle of the field and said, "What do you think of that boy?"

The three of them followed her gaze. Qionghai was stunned and said, "You mean him?"

Liu Shi nodded with a smile, stretched out his bare hand and gently shook the tea cup in front of his desk and said: "Although that boy is reckless and rude, he seems to have some skills, otherwise even if he is caught by surprise, he will not be able to push the Grand Master.

The true biography of Hong Jie."

Liu Shi could tell that the other three people had already noticed it. Zheng Zeshi pondered for a moment and looked at Yuan Fei who was kneeling in front of Wuhou Temple to listen to Eunuch Bao reading out the imperial edict. His eyes flashed and he said: "I'm afraid of him."

He is acting with Hong Jie, and the way he appears is really special. It seems to be specially prepared for us who are short of manpower."

Lu Dinghou tugged at his gray beard and frowned, saying, "There is some truth in what Ze Shi said. This person's publicity is really too much. How about this? I'll ask someone to get a feel for his details and then talk about it."

Zheng Zeshi sneered twice and said: "Master Hou, there is no need to worry about it. No matter whether this son is a person of the Grand Master or not, there will be no flaws in it. If he is not, then there will be no flaws. If he is a son of the Grand Master, there will be no flaws."

With Hong Xizhao’s methods, it would probably be effortless to arrange this son’s identity seamlessly.”

Qionghai rubbed his hands and frowned: "Then what should we do? If this kid really has a problem..."

Zheng Zeshi smiled and said: "Let's wait and see. If this son is really a secret move made by the grand master, he will definitely laugh his head off when he sees that we are starting to worry about this son now."

The other three people didn't laugh. I don't know if it was because of psychological effects. The more they looked at this arrogant and domineering young man, the more they looked like he belonged to Taishi Hong, not because he was so arrogant and domineering.

Among them, Hong Xi took the photo.

Liu Shi gently shook the tea cup, and her eyes like autumn water couldn't help but flash when she looked at Yuan Fei's back.

At this time, Eunuch Bao had already read out the imperial edict, and all the martial arts students stood up and began to formally register their names.



The first one was naturally Yuan Fei. Yuan Fei turned his head slightly and looked at Hong Jie who had a gloomy face. He slightly curled his lips with a hint of sarcasm, moved his lips slightly and whispered in a low voice: "If you don't accept it, come with me to fight to the death."

It's ready." After saying that, he ignored Hong Jie, who had murderous eyes in his eyes, turned around and walked straight up the steps of Wuhou Temple, grabbed a brush, dipped it in ink and wrote his name on the white silk. This time Yuan

Fei didn't hide his name, he just used his real name. The martial arts selection was the best opportunity for him to establish his identity regardless of his origin.

Hong Jie felt as if these two black characters were written on his face. On weekdays, Hong Jie was the only one in the entire Yingzhou City who walked sideways. No one dared to humiliate him in public, "Yuan Fei! I'll take note of you."

Let’s wait and see.” Gritting his teeth secretly in his heart, Hong Jie walked up the steps of Wuhou Temple after Yuan Fei, and signed his name under Yuan Fei’s with great frustration.dd


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