The Reborn Lao Tzu Is the Emperor

Chapter 781 Song and Yuan Discussion on Martial Arts ([-])

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

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

Because Luotuo was also present at the table, as well as Wang Yun, Luo Zongwuba and other important figures in the envoys.

Seeing them eating and drinking, the civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty were all ashamed.

The matter of Wu Dingtang and Yuan Dynasty Dharma King discussing martial arts has been completely spread in Changsha City, and it is getting worse.

Even though everyone in the world knew that Wu Dingtang was defeated, it would not have much impact on Song's national power, but losing face was unavoidable.

Even ordinary rich families care about face, how could the Song court not care.

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

And the fact that the Wude monk and the old Pojun palace master died together has not yet had time to spread among the people.In other words, it failed to cover up the limelight of this matter.

Deep in the palace.

room.

The civil and military officials of the Song Dynasty exchanged cups and cups, but Luo Tuo and others who were sitting not far from the left side of Zhao Dongting were not interested.

But there was no abnormality on their faces, and they drank and drank by themselves.

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

In terms of state of mind, they are far from the dharma king Luotuo who has no waves in the ancient well.

Zhao Dongting only said a few words on the occasion, after that, he didn't say much more.Looking at Luotuo and the others, he was also unhappy.

The old monk was afraid that he didn't get the benefit of sending Zhao Xian and others back to the Song Dynasty, and he had no choice but to vent his anger by discussing martial arts.

It's been an eventful year.

Zhao Bing fled to the middle of Sichuan, Duan Qilin was about to ascend the throne in Dali and proclaimed himself emperor, Li Xiushu was coming to Changsha, Zhao Xian and others were also coming back to Changsha, Wude and the old Palace Master Pojun both fell in Jiading Mansion, all of these It's a big deal.Afterwards, there were many small things such as the Ziqigong being cowarded in the Bauhinia Villa, and Zhao Dongting didn't have the energy to dismantle this game of martial arts.

Moreover, there is really no way to disassemble it.The strength is not as good as others, and if you fight or not, you can't avoid losing face.

He just wanted to control this matter to the extent that it would not affect the people's hearts and morale of Song Dynasty.

The location of the contest has already been decided, right here where the banquet is held, that is, in front of the palace hall.

Actually, it doesn't matter where.

Fighting in the palace, but there are fewer bystanders.If Wu Dingtang is defeated, it is still impossible to hide the news.

Zhao Dongting didn't intend to hide it either.

There is no need to worry about this matter, and if the truth is still revealed after concealing it, the Song court will really lose face.

Throughout the banquet, the atmosphere was always tepid.

After Zhao Dongting announced that the banquet was over, all the civil and military officials left together.

Zhao Dongting didn't intend to entertain Luo Tuo any more, and took Concubine Yang Shu, Zhang Ru, Ying Er, Yun Jing and others straight back to the palace.

Only Hong Wutian and the others stood up and left after their eyes drifted away from Luotuo for a moment.

The envoys of the Yuan Dynasty were the last to leave.

In the bedroom, Concubine Yang Shu, who had already concentrated on worshiping the Buddha, had no intention of interfering with the martial arts competition.

On the contrary, Yinger was a little worried, after she sat down in the courtyard, she frowned slightly and asked Zhao Dongting: "Your Majesty, is there really no way for us to defeat that Dharma King?"

Zhao Dongting stretched out his hand and touched her protruding belly a few times, and said with a soft smile, "It's okay, if you lose, you lose, you don't need to worry about these things."

There was deep anticipation in his eyes, "You just need to take care of yourself, eat well, sleep well, and wait for our child to come to this world."

Yinger blushed slightly, glanced at Concubine Yang Shu, and nodded slightly.

Although the child has not yet been born, the brilliance of motherhood is already shining on her face.

And when it comes to the child, Concubine Yang Shu, who is asking the maid to bring the eldest prince Zhao Ru, has a wider smile on her face, and said to Yinger: "Yes, you are right, Concubine De, don't worry about these trivial things anymore." , This is all a man's business. You, just rest assured to raise your baby, and when you give birth, I can hold one in each of my left and right hands!"

She was obviously looking forward to that moment very much.

Yinger nodded softly, "Yinger knows."

Then, I really didn't ask about it anymore.

She just asked, in fact, she just saw Zhao Dongting's solemn expression these days, and she felt sorry for it.

She didn't know that Zhao Dongting's heart was heavy, and it wasn't just because of the martial arts competition.

Gradually, night fell.

In the past, Zhao Dongting would always call his family members and lonely ministers to the bedroom to watch the new year's eve, and this night is the same.

But when Xu time was approaching, he took Yunjing to the palace hall.

Concubine Yang Shu, Yinger, Zhang Ru and others stayed in the bedroom, watching the year with Yinger's parents and more than ten other people.

Luo Tuo's reputation was too high, Zhao Dongting didn't want too many people to watch the battle.Because, no one dares to say that there will be no accidents during the competition.

What if Naluotuo suddenly went on a killing spree?

Although this possibility is very small, Zhao Dongting absolutely does not want Zhang Ru, Yinger and others to have the slightest possibility of being in danger.

The square outside the main hall is heavily guarded.

Both Zhao Da and Zhao Hu didn't stay at home for the New Year. They led an army of thousands of flying dragons and surrounded the entire square.

On the lamps around the square, oil lamps are shining brightly.

In addition, there are many lanterns hanging.

This made the entire square as if it were daytime.

When Zhao Dongting arrived, Le Wuhui, Hong Wutian and other priests from the Glory Hall of Wuding Hall, Luo Tuo, Luo Zongwuba and others had already arrived first.

But apart from them, there were also people from Tianshidao who arrived.

Tianshi Yuan Zhenzi personally led the team, and most of the Tianshi Taoists were here.

They were all invited by Zhao Dongting. First, they came to guard against Luotuo's vicious actions. They came to prepare for the sacrifice on the first day of the new year, and more importantly, the latter.

"The Emperor is here."

As the eunuch shouted, thousands of flying dragon troops all fell to their knees in an instant.

The sound of armor colliding was very neat.

"Long live the emperor, long live!"

These flying dragon soldiers are all carrying Shenlong guns on their backs, and their waists are still bulging, and there are thunderbolts hanging from their waists.

Just such a battle is probably enough to make Luotuo and others feel proud.

Hong Wutian and others also knelt down.

In the entire square, only dozens of people from the envoys were standing. Wang Yun and others bowed, Luo Tuo and others bowed to Buddha, and Yuan Zhenzi and others bowed to Dao.

Zhao Dongting didn't give Luo Tuo any good looks, he didn't bother to make false claims, and sat down directly on the chair outside the main hall with a cold face.

Then he nodded to Yuan Zhenzi and the others, as a gesture, and said in a dismayed way: "Let's start!"

Luo Tuo was not angry either, and always had a warm and compassionate smile on his face.

Hearing Zhao Dongting speak, he nodded slightly, looked at Hong Wutian and the others, and said, "Which one will come first?"

Although the words are light, they are really annoying.

He didn't pay attention to Hong Wutian and others at all!The implication is that it doesn't matter who comes, he wants to pick through the entire Glory Hall of Wuding Hall.

Bearing two silver corpses by his side, Kumano said, "Xiong has learned the Dharma king's brilliant move!"

As he spoke, he made outstanding strides.

Two zombie walking dead followed behind him.

Hong Wutian and the others had already discussed who would go first and who would go later.

In terms of fighting alone, no one is sure to be Luotuo's opponent.There may be even the slightest possibility of a wheel war.

Kumano's fighting ability is not outstanding, but with the help of two silver corpses, it might be able to consume a lot of Luotuo's internal energy.It's the best arrangement for him to go first.

"Please enlighten me."

Luotuo clasped his hands together towards Kumano, but he seemed humble and polite.

If you don't talk about Chengfu, this old monk is really a virtuous and eminent monk.In terms of appearance, it is more like a living Buddha than nothing.

Of course, no matter how powerful the people of the Yellow Sect are, and no matter how profound the Dharma is, they will not be listed among the Buddhas of the world.Because the Central Plains only believed in native Buddhism.

"Please enlighten me!"

Kumano stood still more than ten meters in front of Luotuo, and spoke hoarsely.

Zhao Dongting didn't care on the surface, but at this moment, he still focused on the two of them.Kumano is definitely not Luotuo's opponent, but maybe he can still test Luotuo's depth.

The Feilong soldiers all held their breath.

It is rare for them to see such a duel between masters, and they are concerned about the outcome, and more importantly, they have to guard against Luotuo's murder.

The emperor is here, but he cannot afford to take it lightly.

These days, whenever Luotuo met Zhao Dongting in person, they, the soldiers of the Flying Dragon Army, had to be there to guard him.

(End of this chapter)