The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

Chapter 67 Empress Wu Zetian

Di Renjie and Empress Wu Zetian met when they were young.

At that time, Wu Zetian was just Jiang Ziya's puppet, and it was Di Renjie who showed her the way and helped her ascend to the supreme throne.

After Wu Zetian ascended the throne, Di Renjie became the queen's most trusted confidant.

For more than ten years, Di Renjie has been responsible for managing the security of Chang'an.

Integral corrupt officials, extortionate hooligans, and illegal gangs operating in the underground world.

All the darkness that could not be seen was eradicated by him with strong means.

Even though he has never been on the battlefield, the power of the soul chasing token is not inferior to the generals who have made great achievements on the frontier.

In the hearts of Chang'an people, Di Renjie is the embodiment of justice, an existence that will never be defeated.

However, at this moment, he was as proud as he had to admit it.

He lost.

Lost to a fledgling, unknown man.

Jiang Ming restrained his energy, and the flames burning around Demon Saber Qianren slowly extinguished.

He glanced at Di Renjie expressionlessly, showing neither the arrogance of a winner nor the contempt for a loser.

The big guy Cheng Yaojin took three steps and made two steps, hurried to the front of the two, panting heavily: "Master Di, brother Jiang Ming, luckily you are not injured."

Di Renjie raised his eyebrows: "General Cheng knows this person?"

"I know, I know naturally." Cheng Yaojin nodded his head heavily: "This is Jiang Ming, the deputy general of the Great Wall Guards. He has made countless contributions at the border, and this time he was ordered to return to Beijing to face the saint."

Jiang Ming. . .Di Renjie's eyes flickered, it turned out that he was the person His Majesty mentioned.

Cheng Yaojin looked at Di Renjie, then at Jiang Ming, his thick eyebrows twitched into a big knot: "Why did you two fight?"

Di Renjie glanced at Jiang Ming, and said coldly, "Ask him!"

Cheng Yaojin looked at Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming touched his nose, without changing his face, said: "I just inscribed a poem on the Vermilion Bird Gate."

In fact, from Di Renjie's attitude, he already guessed that he committed a serious crime.

There is still a sense of guilt in my heart.

Just wrote a poem on the Suzaku Gate. . .Cheng Yaojin's cheeks twitched non-stop.

The Suzaku Gate opens to the south, which is the face of the capital and also a symbol of imperial prestige.

Not to mention writing inscriptions on it with a knife, just smearing it can be sent to prison.

Two years ago, that reckless swordsman took advantage of his drunkenness to leave seven words on Suzaku's gate. Without the empress' amnesty, he would have been completely dead.

Now Jiang Ming has gone too far, actually engraving a whole poem.

"Are you scholars so bold?" Cheng Yaojin touched his forehead in pain.

Di Renjie said with a cold face: "There was Li Bai in the front, and Jiang Ming in the back. This unhealthy trend must be curbed, otherwise all scholars will describe it on the Zhuquemen. What is the majesty of the Tang Dynasty?"

"Yes, what Master Di said is true." Cheng Yaojin accompanied him with a smile, "But the queen is still waiting for Jiang Ming, so you might as well postpone the punishment."

Di Renjie snorted coldly: "Hmph, I will enter the palace with you, and I will definitely ask His Majesty to punish you!"

Jiang Ming's fighting power was higher than his, but as a righteous Chang'an city manager, he would never give up just because he couldn't beat him.

He is going to complain to His Majesty.

"it's up to you."

Jiang Ming snorted nonchalantly, and immediately turned and walked towards the palace.

Wu Zetian could tolerate Li Bai's engraving of Zhuquemen, so there is no reason for him to condemn me.

After all, the level of my poem is far superior to the fledgling Li Bai.

"You... hum!"

Master Chengguan Di flicked his sleeves angrily, and followed.

As if feeling that it would be demeaning to walk behind a criminal, he quickened his pace and passed Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming raised his brows, and an inexplicable fighting spirit grew in his heart, prompting him to speed up his pace and overtake back.

Di Renjiechao.

Jiang Ming surpassed again.

Cheng Yaojin looked at the fighting backs of the two, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

. . .

The Datang Palace is magnificent and full of luxury everywhere.

Empress Wu Zetian sits high on the dragon chair. Although she is a daughter, she is not inferior to a man in the slightest.

On the glamorous face, the eyes are gently closed, like a noble and solemn statue.

Among the officials waiting in the hall, which one is not one in a million, they look so ordinary under the glory of the empress.

The old man who was in charge of the notification bowed his head in front of the queen, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Jiang Ming is here, and Master Di is also here."

"Di Qing is here too?" The queen slowly opened her eyes, revealing a pair of star-like eyes: "Let them in."

After a while, Di Renjie and Jiang Ming walked into the palace.

The former is an old man in the palace, he nodded and walked quickly, his eyes staring straight ahead meticulously.

The latter rolled his eyes quietly, looking curiously at the most luxurious palace in the King's Continent.

Four huge pillars inlaid with gold and jade support the huge palace. Looking around, the golden light is shining, and any decoration is a priceless treasure.

Even the floor tiles under the feet are painted with gold paint, and every few tiles are inlaid with high-quality Hetian jade.

A red carpet leads to the center of the palace, and on both sides of the red carpet stand hundreds of court ministers, each of whom is a famous figure in the Tang Dynasty.

On the high dragon chair, a beautiful woman is holding the dragon chair with one hand, and leaning on her chin with the other hand.

The queen is probably in her early thirties, which is when the peaches are ripe.

The breasts are full, the buttocks are round, and the plump figure insists on protruding the seductive curve of the loose royal robe.

The facial features are excellent, and the beauty reveals a powerful aura that is the best in the world.

Without the blessing of the throne, Jiang Ming would have thought that she was the temperamental wife of a wealthy family, or the woman in charge of a big family.

But she is the only female queen, her every frown and frown reveals her inviolable majesty, making people dare not even have the idea of ​​blasphemy.

Wu Zetian gently rolled his eyelids, his lazy eyes passed Di Renjie and fell directly on Jiang Ming.

His eyes were full of scrutiny.

Being swept by the Queen's eyes, Jiang Ming's heart throbbed for no reason.

The power of possessing the spirit in the body became restless.

Jiang Ming knew that this was the repulsion between the miraculous powers.

I believe that at this moment, Wu Zetian has the same feeling.

However, there was no wave on her face, perfectly hiding her inner thoughts.

"See Your Majesty."

The same words came from Jiang Ming and Di Renjie at the same time.

Wu Zetian's beautiful eyes shone slightly: "You are Jiang Ming?"

Another question was left unanswered: How did platinum low-level fighters master the power of miracles?
Jiang Ming nodded respectfully and said, "Return to Your Majesty, I am Jiang Ming."

This empress is so powerful that Jiang Ming can't see through her talent level at all.

Even the attribute value column is:? ? ?

Jiang Ming guessed that this phenomenon was either because of the large gap, or because the queen had some magic weapon to shield the investigation.

"You have repeatedly made outstanding achievements on the Great Wall, and you also solved blood cholera in Jinzhou. You should be commended, but I have a doubt."

Wu Zetian stared at Jiang Ming, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: "How can you defeat a demon that even Hua Mulan and Su Lie can't handle?"

At the same time, a sky-like pressure loomed.

It was like pressing an invisible palm on top of Jiang Ming's head.

Jiang Ming's knees trembled and he almost knelt down.

His back was as heavy as a mountain.

All court officials, including Di Renjie, turned their heads in surprise, and hundreds of eyes focused on Jiang Ming.

The queen will not get angry casually, this martial artist named Jiang Ming seems to be hiding some unknown secret.

"It's also a skill to make the queen angry."

"Half-step king-level coercion, I'm afraid this kid won't be able to hold on for five seconds."

The ministers looked at Jiang Ming with a sneer, and someone started counting down the seconds as if they were watching.

"Get off your horse, Wu Zetian is blaming me for stealing her miraculous power."

Jiang Ming resisted the pressure with difficulty.

Although he has a legendary talent, he also has top-notch sword skills like Thunderbolt Flash.

But the combat power is at best equivalent to that of an ordinary diamond-level warrior.

Compared with Wu Zetian, who is a half-step king, he is not a little bit worse.

It is no exaggeration to say that if Wu Zetian wanted to kill him, one finger would be enough.

But Wu Zetian would not do this.

No matter how strong she is personally, she can't control the entire Tang Dynasty, especially the remote Great Wall, which needs someone to help her guard it.

Jiang Ming was obviously the most suitable candidate.

Of course, this is not the most important reason, the most important thing is that she hasn't found a solution to the mutual exclusion of miracle powers.

Even if he killed Jiang Ming, he would not be able to obtain the miraculous power in his body, and on the contrary, he might lose the position of the divine power.

After thinking this through, Jiang Ming no longer hesitated.

Qi machine swelled, and a wisp of saber intent condensed out.

It was like a sharp blade tearing the sky, crushing the invisible palm pressing on the body.

Immediately, Jiang Ming's waist was no longer sore, and his legs were no longer weak.

Under the surprised eyes of everyone, Jiang Ming took a step forward.

His back was straighter than usual, and his eyes were golden.

Look around the world and fear nothing.

A thick and powerful voice echoed in the palace.

(End of this chapter)