Emperor Taixiang's words made the young warriors excited, allowing the old warriors to carefully savor the profound meaning of the words.

The field became noisy again. This time, Cao Zhong did not wait for it to calm down automatically, so he exhaled and said, "Xuan Tiexue Changhemen Ye San, Xiaoyao sent Xue Chang forward!"

Xue Chang, who had received the etiquette reminder in advance, walked out of the crowd, walked to the Pyeongchang city gate in a hurry, and stood beside Ye San.

Cao Zhong continued to recite: "Fan Yang Marquis Ye San was the founding father of this dynasty. He had made great achievements in his generation, but he was unwilling to enjoy the glory of the past. He personally participated in the conference and competed with heroes and promoted to a warrior to protect the country. He should be a model for the martial arts people of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Therefore, he ordered his title to remain unchanged, with a fief of 300 households, and the iron-blooded Changhemen added another fifteen more people on the basis of the original sect disciples, and his land was given ten more."

"Thank you for your kindness," Ye San bent down and bowed.

"Xue Chang, Xiaoyao Sect, established a sect at the age of twentieth, defeated all the heroes, and was granted a natural military title. This is the blessing of my Great Zhou! Therefore, the imperial edict ordered him to be named the Chou of Huayang, with a fief of 300 households, and the number of disciples of Xiaoyao Sect increased to 300, and the land granted by Xiaoyao Sect increased to 50 yuan."

"Thank you for your kindness!" Compared to Ye San, who looked calm, Xue Chang seemed a little excited: 300 disciples and 50 yuan of land were given, and his purpose of coming to Beijing to participate in the martial arts competition this time was not only achieved, but also obtained more.

There was another commotion in the square, but few people expressed dissatisfaction. After all, although the performance of the Xiaoyao Sect was poor, Xue Chang became a warrior in the country, representing the highest force of the Great Zhou Dynasty. The sect he belonged to would naturally receive rewards. The same was true when Su Mufan of the Divine Sword Villa rose. This is the saying "one person will fight for one sect" circulating in the martial arts world.

Xue Chang respectfully took over a brand new set of robes from the eunuch, and returned to the queue under the gaze of countless martial arts people.

"Master, can I take a look at this dress?" Fan Yu whispered curiously behind her.

"Don't talk for now, I have time to watch slowly when I go back."

"oh."

Emperor Taixiang watched Xue Chang and Ye San return to the queue, and glanced at the hundreds of martial arts heroes in the square again. He remembered the successful conclusion of the martial arts event he had organized for the first time since he ascended the throne. He was quite proud and was about to announce the end of this summons loudly. Xu Zhaoyan, the commander of the General Inspector General Military Office, hurried forward and whispered: "Report to the Emperor, the Luoyang Inspector General Military Office has just sent an urgent report."

"Urgent report?" Emperor Taixiang took the secret letter submitted by Xu Zhaoyan, turned it on with his own hands, and then his face changed.

Then, when Cao Zhong announced the end of the court, he added: "Please ask the eight national warriors to go to the General Military Office immediately to discuss important matters!"

When he heard Cao Zhong's words, Xue Chang felt a little distressed. He was worried about whether to wear this newly-haired robe to attend the meeting. After all, this is a business place. However, this robe looks a bit complicated and complicated, and he had no time to ask people for advice at this time. If he wears it wrong and makes a joke, this embarrassing thing may spread throughout the capital in the blink of an eye, so Xue Chang finally made up his mind to go there in casual clothes.

When they arrived at the lobby of the General Military Office, they saw several other warriors protecting the country. Except for Dugu Changhui and Qingsong Zhenren wearing apricot yellow Taoist robe that represented the real person protecting the country, the others were also wearing casual clothes. Xue Chang then felt relieved.

In short, this should be Xue Chang's second meeting to attend the Wushu Session. The last time he was shortly after he established the Xiaoyao Sect, he almost sat at the door when he attended the meeting and was ignored by most of the heads of Bashu. This time he attended the highest level of martial arts meeting in the Great Zhou Dynasty. The wooden chairs and coffee table in the living room formed a large circle, with no head or tail, which means there is no arrangement of rankings and no distinction between strength and weakness. It is understandable to think about it. All the martial artists who protect the country have high martial arts skills and respectful status. They insist on distinguishing who sits in front and who sits behind will easily cause conflicts and cause conflicts, making them dissatisfied with the Wushu Session, so they are just equal.

The tea table was brewed with fragrant tea and fresh fruits. This was also a courtesy to the warriors who protected the country, making the atmosphere in the entire living room look more like a party and chatting.

Xu Zhaoyan rushed back to the living room early to wait. The dignified third-rank military officer welcomed every warrior to protect the country and asked him to sit down. When he saw Xue Chang, he smiled and said, "Marty Huayang, congratulations! When the eunuch of the eldest princess came here that day, and called to take you to the Goddess Palace mansion, I thought there must be some stories in it. But I didn't expect that Marty Huayang, you were given a marriage to the emperor and was about to get married with the eldest princess! Haha, this is really a beauty and a hero, a match made by heaven!"

"Mr. Xu, I will send someone to send a wedding invitation to your mansion in two days. I hope I will enjoy the glory at that time!" Xue Chang responded with a smile.

Xu Zhaoyan looked surprised: "Thank you for the invitation from Huayang Hou. I will definitely go to drink this wedding wine!"

"President Xue, I wonder if I can go to have a wedding wine?" Yang Tongping asked with a smile.

"Dear seniors, I will have invitations to you at that time. I hope you can participate!" Xue Chang bowed to Yang Tongping, Zen Master Wubei, Zen Master Wunu, Dugu Changhui, Taoist Qingsong, Su Mufan, and Ye Sanqi, one by one, and his tone was very respectful.

"Amitabha, Master Xue is the son of my old friend in Shaolin. I will definitely drink this cup of wedding wine." Zen Master Wubei responded first.

Dugu Changhui followed closely and said, "The wedding of the leader Xue and the eldest princess is a marriage between the Xiaoyao Sect and the Goddess Palace. This is a blessing for my Bashu martial arts world. I will definitely take the disciples of Qingcheng to congratulate you!"

"President Xue has a close relationship with my Iron Blood Changhe Sect. We have made a promise in advance and will not be absent at that time!" Ye San's expression seemed calm, but his words showed unusualness.

"Yuan Ming has been talking to Lao I for the past few days. Thanks to the full-scale battle between Sect Xue and him, he began to understand the true meaning of Qingfeng Sword Technique. This time, Lao I and Yuan Ming will definitely go to congratulate him!" Yang Tong said calmly.

Su Mufan smiled gently and said, "Mr. Xu has said just now that Master Xue and the eldest princess are a match made by heaven! I think your wedding is a blessing for the entire martial arts world. I will join the owner of Qin in Mingqin Villa to play a song of phoenixes and pray for the phoenixes to congratulate you!"

Xue Chang immediately said in surprise: "I heard that the master of Qin plays the piano for a long time and that Senior Su is a master of martial arts. If he could hear the sound of the piano and flute of the two seniors at the wedding banquet, it would be a blessing for the younger generation, the eldest princess, and the guests to the banquet!"

Su Mufan shook his head slightly: "Qin Miaoyin is indeed unparalleled in piano skills, but Yu Chuixiao can only say that he can make do with it. I am really ashamed."

Xue Chang was about to say, "Senior Su, you are too modest!" He heard Taoist Master Qingsong say in a stiff tone: "I still have important things to do, and I have no time to participate at that time. I can only wish Master Xue's wedding first."

Taoist Master Qingsong said congratulations, but he just bowed and bowed.

Dugu Changhui looked at him sideways and knew that "there are still important things" is just an excuse. This time, the Wudang Sect performed poorly in the martial arts conference. After facing the emperor in the square, she accidentally found that the other party looked a little ugly. She probably thought that the uninspiring sects criticized by the emperor had alluded to the Wudang Sect... Under the influence of such anxious emotions, it would be difficult to have the mood to share other people's happy events.

Dugu Changhui snorted in her heart, feeling a little gloating.

Xue Chang responded with a smile without any sense of consciousness: "Thank you for your blessings! Your absence will make the younger generation and the eldest princess feel deeply regretful!"

"There is no way to do this." Taoist Master Qingsong replied again stiffly.

"Okay, everyone, let's get back to the point." Xu Zhaoyan interrupted in time, breaking the embarrassment of the scene, and said with a serious expression: "I invite you all to come this time because something big happened in the martial arts of my Great Zhou Dynasty!"

His statement made everyone here feel energetic.

"Since the martial arts conference has not yet ended, the members of our military inspectors are patrolling the city throughout the day. Yesterday evening, a man with blood and confusion was intercepted outside the Xiwaiguo City. He said that he was a disciple of the Mangshan Sect. All the personnel in the Mangshan Sect station were killed by the demons. He escaped alone-"

"Ah?!" Even the knowledgeable warriors of the country protected the country were surprised to hear this: Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the massacre and destruction of the sects in the martial arts world have never happened again. Unexpectedly, when the martial arts conference was held, someone dared to do this evil thing to anger the emperor!

"The man was originally yelling to go into the city to see the leader of the Mangshan Sect. He was forcibly detained by our military inspectors to the Luoyang Military inspectors' yamen and blocked the news to avoid the spread of the matter and triggering riots in the capital." Xu Zhaoyan continued with a serious expression: "After that, the commander Wang Shunqing of the Military inspectors' sect personally conducted an inquiry, and it was confirmed by his subordinates that this person was indeed a disciple of the Mangshan Sect.

According to him, two days ago, he left the Mangshan Sect's resident and went up the mountain to catch wild game. On the way back, he was attacked and fainted. When he woke up, he found himself lying on the square of the Mangshan Sect's Hall. The entire hall was full of corpses and his death was very tragic. He was frightened and hurriedly escaped from the Mangshan Sect's resident. He was lost on the way until he arrived in Luoyang last night...

After learning about this, Commander Wang immediately sent someone to notify me, and also sent several inspectors to the Mangshan station to prove that what this person said was true—”

Speaking of this, Xu Zhaoyan looked at Zen Master Wubei: "These inspectors are all rising stars in the martial arts sects in the capital, among which are the monk Mingxin of the noble sect."

Zen Master Wubei felt a little uneasy and hurriedly asked, "I don't know what Mingxin is now?"
Chapter completed!