Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 253
Ma Zan hugged his chest and saluted, his speech was respectful but not humble, and his every move and gesture was completely different from other barbarians: "Going back to Daliang, Ma Zan just arrived, and I happened to be lucky enough to appreciate the beauty of Princess Han. Mazan really admires her femininity."

"Really?" Yu Wenheng's eyes, which were as dark as ghost pools, passed on the faces of Jian Yunling and Yu Wenzheng for a moment, then he collected his expression, showed the majesty of the monarch, and said: "I think the prince should hurry up and take his seat, the martial arts competition is about to begin." it has started."

Ma Zan leaned over with a smile, readily agreed, and nodded to Jian Yunling, Fang took a few followers and sat in a tent next to Prince Gong.

With the sound of three gongs and drums, the martial arts competition officially began.

Before participating in the martial arts competition, Jian Yunling specially inquired about the rules of previous years.It is nothing more than dividing into two groups based on their usual academic performance in the martial arts arena, and the one who wins will enter the next round of duel.

It is said that the top names in previous years will be given imperial swords, or someone who sounds bluffing but actually has no real power will be given a title.

Jian Yunling felt that these two things were of no use.

The treasured sword bestowed by the emperor cannot be used to kill the enemy, nor can it be damaged. It can only be kept at home as an offering. After all, the main purpose of the emperor's rewards is to let the recipients always remember his kindness, not to be practical.

As for idle jobs, it is even more useless.A name without power and power is nothing more than earning a few taels of salary with no technical content every month. Those who really want to serve the country must have no ambitions here, and it is difficult to accept.For those who only want to be contented and happy, having this title is a burden instead.

So in Jian Yunling's view, this martial arts tournament is a useless farce from the inside out.

It's a pity that even if it's a farce, because of the Yuwen family's rules passed down from generation to generation and the power of the emperor, everyone dare not not join in.

The grouping results were announced by Yu Wenheng's accompanying internal supervisor.After hearing the result, some people were secretly delighted. It was obvious that they had been assigned an opponent whose strength was not as good as their own.Some people mourned and sighed with sullen faces, as if the defeat was over.

After the list of the final group was announced, two teenagers stood up from their seats with their weapons in hand, and stepped onto the high platform amidst the applause of the crowd.

Later, Jian Yunling became more sophisticated in martial arts, so she rarely went to entry-level places like the martial arts field to pass the time, but she still remembered these two people.

The one in red and black crown is Prince Mu, and the one in green and silver crown is Prince Zhao. Both of them are the younger cousins ​​of the same generation, one is only nine years old, and the other is only one year older than him.

The grades of the two are both in the middle, and they must be evenly matched in a hand-to-hand match.

The gong starts the battle.Jian Yunling knew from the very beginning that this duel was not worth much.

If it were two peerless masters who were evenly matched, it would definitely be a battle that can be recorded in history, but such two princes with mediocre aptitudes who are both passive and idle, fighting is like watching two big girls on top There is nothing exciting about playing with embroidery needles.

Jian Yunling looked at the atmosphere at the scene, and everyone seemed to find it boring, but the aristocratic education they had received for a long time made them have to work hard, and some people even clapped their hands dryly.

She couldn't help but sigh with sympathy: You guys are so tired!

(End of this chapter)