The person who was speaking obviously had a violent temper, and his voice was loud and thunderous. Jiang Wulang could hear him very clearly even though he was still some distance away.

But his words were like throwing a huge stone into the pond, causing the crowd surrounding him to start quarreling as if they were exploding.

"What? The Flying Eagle Guard is the most powerful, how shameless is it to say that? We, the Storm Bear Guard, are the strongest."

"You Tiger Guards are the stupidest. You Bears are a bunch of idiots who never use their brains. When it comes to being the strongest, we Tiger Guards are still the strongest."

"The Tiger Guards are very strong. Besides patrolling around the capital, what else can they do? They specialize in catching hawkers. There is no shame in them."

"I'll do it. We, the Eagle Guard, are strong and mighty. If you are not convinced, just come. If you dare to frown, we are not heroes."

…

Jiang Wulang listened for a long time, and finally understood the situation initially. Why these imperial guards have to conduct internal competitions every year? It is purely because they don't want them to be too idle and have nothing to do.

The basic duty of the Imperial Guard is to protect the safety of the capital. It is directly loyal to the emperor and will not be used to attack other places. As long as there is no force that threatens the capital, this army will not be used.

The current situation in Daqi is not very good, but it has gradually stabilized. In addition to several armies fighting in all directions, especially the National Protectorate Army stationed at Tongtian River, it blocked not only the Qin and Hanqing armies, but also the northern Liao Dynasty.

It can be regarded as shouldering a double mission. If this is the case, it is unlikely that Qin Hanqing, Black Lotus Sect, Nanman, Daliao, etc. will attack the capital.

The Imperial Guard became an embarrassing display.

In this way, if we don't find something to do for the Imperial Guards, it will really make them have trouble.

What should we do?

He had no choice but to think of a way for them to hold competitions, conduct internal competitions, divide the entire Imperial Guard into sixteen guards, and name them in different ways.

When the competition actually started, contradictions began to spread. The biggest problem was the competition system.

Every year, the competitions are elimination rounds, which is the most common elimination round. However, a problem arises. If a strong team is drawn at the beginning, and then the strong teams are eliminated from the beginning.

If you lose one of them, you will be completely disqualified, but the top three winners will receive additional rewards.

Naturally, strong teams are not willing to meet other strong teams in advance. How can they be willing to do so if they are eliminated and let the weaker teams take advantage of them.

He lost unwillingly, and he lost because of the competition system, not really because of his strength. None of these martial arts men are willing to endure such a thing.

Men who practice martial arts all have bad tempers. They can't say more than a few words. It would be strange if they don't quarrel. Even as the anger gets stronger and stronger, but quarrels can't solve the problem, the best way is of course

He waved his fist.

The voices of these men quarreling became louder and louder, and some of them even had a particularly bad temper and began to wave their fists.

Li Xianlin was also a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "Why don't you guys talk to each other properly? Let's discuss it again and don't be so impulsive."

But apparently no one listened to what he said.

And not long after, a fist fell directly on his face. With such a weak body, Li Xianlin had no time to dodge, and he couldn't withstand such an attack.

As a result, Li Xianlin fell to the ground involuntarily, his face turned red, and blood spurted out from his nose.

Now, there are other officials nearby watching, and they are very unhappy. After all, they are civil servants. Although they all serve in the Ministry of War, they are still not martial arts practitioners. Every time they deal with these soldiers, they always feel uncomfortable.

It's not that smooth. After all, when a scholar encounters a soldier, it's hard to explain why.

But now, seeing Li Xianlin being beaten, they felt the same pain and felt uncomfortable in their hearts.

Of course, the Imperial Guards did not bother to pay attention to Li Xianlin who had fallen to the ground, and instead started arguing more fiercely.

"What are you doing? Stop it!"

Just when the fight was getting heated, a voice suddenly came from near the gate not far away,

Jiang Wulang lowered his hands and strode in from the outside. He is the right minister of the Ministry of War. This position ranks third in the entire military department. There are only two in front of him, the Minister of the Ministry of War and the left minister of the Ministry of War. And now he

Both of them are not here. As a result, he is the biggest on-site officer. If there is such a quarrel, he will bear the responsibility and the blame.

This is not possible.

This solemn voice was penetrating and quickly made everyone stop making noise. Instead, they all looked at Jiang Wulang who was walking over.

Jiang Wulang came over. He immediately helped Li Xianlin up and took a look at the injuries on his face: "Is your Excellency okay?"

Li Xianlin raised his head and turned his nose upward to prevent the nosebleeds from flowing out. There was a hint of gratitude to Jiang Wulang in his expression.

He said hurriedly: "It doesn't matter to me, Mr. Jiang, please get up and call Shilang Wang. Only he can control this situation."

"Wang Lan?"

"Just him? He's just a scholar. Who can he control?" One of them snorted disdainfully, obviously not convinced.

Wang Lan was the left minister of the Ministry of War and the second-ranking figure, but he could not control others. Jiang Wulang could only lament that this group of people was really lawless.

Jiang Wulang let go of Li Xianlin. He faced these people and said immediately: "You guys should figure out where this is. This is the Ministry of War. I don't care what your background is and what your true identity is. When you get here, you should

Honestly."

The rough man from before looked at him with squinting eyes and said rudely: "Who are you? You speak in a loud voice."

Li Xianlin immediately introduced, "This is the new Minister Jiang."

The rugged man stared at Jiang Wulang, then laughed loudly and said, "What did the Ministry of War do to let such a little kid be the minister? Have you grown up, little kid? Try wearing open pants underneath...

…”

"What, you're not convinced?" Jiang Wulang narrowed his eyes slightly, and used more force on his fingers: "If you're not convinced, why don't you make a point?"

Li Xianlin was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Master Jiang, don't be impulsive..."

"Gesture? You want to gesture with me? Just you?"
Chapter completed!