Chapter 1044 Song and Yuan dynasties on martial arts (Part 1)

The whole world is looking for him, but he has never found any trace of him. If such a person can serve the court, it may be of great use.

A teahouse in Changsha City.

There was a sloppy old man sitting by the window.

There is a pot of wine and a plate of peanuts on the table, nothing else.

The old man seemed to be leisurely, but he kept muttering, "Damn it, when did I steal the purple qigong from Zijing Villa? False accusation! This is accusation! Is my air qigong better than his wild purple qigong? Is it necessary to steal his purple qigong? Damn it, when this gust of storm passes, I have to go to Zijing Villa to really steal your mother's purple qigong."

Unfortunately, except for him in the inn, there were only shopkeepers and servants who were not knowledgeable in martial arts, so they could not hear these self-talks from him at all.

The shopkeeper and the servant are already quite familiar with the old man who often comes to the teahouse to drink with peanuts, and they will not think of him as Liu Finger, a thief in the martial arts world.

A person like Liuzhier is no matter how you say he is a senior in the world. It cannot be so sloppy, right?

After a long time, Liuzhier walked away from the teahouse with drunken steps.

No one knows where to go.

Someone named Liuzhier "Thousand-faced Ghost...". Perhaps this guy would disguise himself as a handsome young man, wearing silk and silk to the fireworks in the city for fun.

In the vast world, the atmosphere of searching for Liuzhier is in full swing.

Then, the end of the year quietly arrived.

The Military Information Department and Skynet have not yet sent back news about the whereabouts of the girl Lewu, but they know that she had not appeared in Jiading Mansion with Wude, the Buddha in Wude before.

Zhao Dongting knew that she had not gone, so he felt a little relieved. With this girl's cleverness, nothing might happen.

I just hope that she will choose to come back to Changsha.

In Wuding Hall, Hong Wutian, Le Wuchen and others came out of seclusion at the same time, but their faces didn't seem relaxed.

It is impossible to break into the false extreme realm in such a short period of the True Martial Realm in such a short period of time.

And Hong Wutian also has no such possibility.

He is old and his qi and blood are on the decline. It is not easy to break into the late stage of Zhenwu. If he wants to enter the pseudo-extreme realm, it may be impossible for him to enter the pseudo-extreme realm in this life.

After leaving the palace, several people gathered in the main hall of Wuding Hall.

After each other looked at each other, they could see the helpless look in each other's eyes.

Hong Wutian sighed and said, "It seems that he is really going to be ugly in front of that shitty Dharma King this time."

Le Wuchen sighed, "It's a pity that our Wuding Hall does not exist like the extreme realm..."

Hong Wutiandao: "Why do you need the ultimate realm? Even if it is the false extreme realm, you are not afraid of this Dharma King! Monks have so many ghosts."

He was obviously very dissatisfied with Luo Tuo and was very resentful.

When Mrs. Xu, Tieliduan and others heard this, they were all amused and crying.

The Dharma King was the Dharma King of the Yuan Dynasty and the national teacher of the Yuan Dynasty. It was normal to make trouble in the Song Dynasty.

At noon that day, Zhao Dongting hosted all officials in the palace as usual.

But the atmosphere at the banquet this time was not as warm as before.

Because Luo Tuo was also in the table, there were also several powerful figures in the group of envoys such as Wang Yun and Luo Zong Wuba.

Seeing them eating and drinking, all the civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty were as if they were stuck in their throats.

The discussion of Wu Dingtang and the Dharma King of the Yuan Dynasty had completely spread in Changsha City, and it was becoming increasingly fierce.

Although even everyone in the world knows that Wu Dingtang is defeated, it will not have much impact on the power of the Song Dynasty, embarrassment is inevitable.

Even the ordinary wealthy Jia family cares about their faces, how could the Song Dynasty court not care?

No matter how you think about it, it is an unpleasant thing.

The fact that Monk Wude and the old Pojun Palace Master died together had not had time to spread among the people at this time. In other words, they could not overwhelm the limelight of this matter.

Deep in the palace.

During the meal.

The civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty exchanged cups and exchanged views. Luo Tuo, who was not far from Zhao Dongting's left head, was ignored.

But there was nothing unusual on their faces, and they drank by themselves.

Even Luo Zongwuba and others had faint smiles on their faces. There was pride in this smile.

In terms of state of mind, they are naturally far from the ancient well without waves of Dharma King Luo Tuo.

Zhao Dongting only said a few words of scenes, and then he didn't speak much. Looking at Luo Tuo and others, he felt unhappy.

This old monk was afraid that he had not gained any benefits in sending Zhao Xian and others back to Song. He had no choice but to use martial arts to expose his anger.

This is a turbulent time.

Zhao Bing fled to Shuzhong, Duan Qilin was about to ascend the throne to Dali, Li Xiushu was coming to Changsha, Zhao Xian and others were going to return to Changsha, Wude and the old palace master of Pojun fell in Jiading Mansion, all these were big events. Later, there were many trivial matters such as Ziqigong being cowarded in Zijing Villa, and Zhao Dongting did not have the energy to dismantle this game of martial arts.

Moreover, I really can't think of any way to dismantle it. If you are not as strong as others, you will not be embarrassed whether you fight or not.

He just wanted to keep this matter within a range that would not affect the hearts and morale of the people of the Song Dynasty.

The venue for the competition has been decided long ago, just before the banquet, which is the main hall of the palace.

Actually, it doesn't matter where it is.

In the palace, there were fewer bystanders. If Wu Dingtang was defeated, the news would still be impossible to hide.

Zhao Dongting didn't plan to hide it.

It is not necessary to devote all your efforts to this matter. Moreover, if the truth is revealed after being hidden, the Song Dynasty court will truly lose all its face.

The atmosphere of the whole banquet was always lukewarm.

After Zhao Dongting announced the end of the banquet, all civil and military officials left together.

Zhao Dongting didn't plan to entertain Luo Tuo anymore, so he took Yang Shufei, Zhang Ru, Ying'er, Yunjing and others back to the bedroom.

Only Hong Wutian and others had their eyes wandered on Luo Tuo for a moment before they got up and left.

The people in the Yuan Dynasty's envoys finally left.

When he arrived at the bedroom, Concubine Yang, who had already devoted himself to worshipping Buddha, did not have the intention to ask about the competition.

Ying Er was a little worried. After sitting in the yard, she frowned and asked Zhao Dongting with her eyebrows slightly, "Master, can't we really defeat the Dharma King?"

Zhao Dongting reached out and touched her bulging belly a few times, and laughed softly, "It's okay, you'll lose if you lose. You don't need to worry about these things."

He had a deep expectation in his eyes, "You just need to take good care of yourself, eat well, sleep well, and wait for our children to come to life."

Ying'er's pretty face turned slightly red, she glanced at Concubine Yang and nodded slightly.

Although the child has not yet been born, there is already a maternal brilliance on her face.
Chapter completed!