The Hardest Opening System in History

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read2();　　 The first day of September, the wind is sunny.

　　Since last night, countless boys and girls in the entire Shenjing stayed up all night, lying on the bed with their eyes open, their eyes revealed infinite longing, looking forward to a blockbuster, winning the first prize in one fell swoop, honoring the Hou, worshipping, and moving the world!

　　 Awaken the power of the world, drunk lying on the knees of beauty!

Today, the Gyeonggi Prefecture will work with the Sitian Supervisor and the Ministry of Rites to co-organize the Dao-wu Grand Contest. So before it dawns, Gyeonggi Prefecture Shao Yinshan Moonbaek has changed clothes and washed, and the wife beside him is still asleep. He cautiously walked out. At the door, there was a carriage from Gyeonggi Province waiting at the door.

Shan Wenbai has been an official for 20 years, he is extremely careful in doing things, and he lives in a simple place. It is a small courtyard very close to Gyeonggi Prefecture. He is not extravagant in his work style. He has only one wife for more than 20 years, and his son. Serving in the army in Xijiang, daily life is two points and one line.

　　 After Shan Wenbai met at the entrance of the Ministry of Rites and Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, both of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly. If you want to say which officials in the capital city are the busiest recently, it is the two in front of them.

The Grand Ceremony of the Crown Prince's Royal Highness is before, and the Book of Rites is now like an ant on a hot pot, busy around, and there are few people in the Daxia royal family. The last prince ceremony dates back to nearly 40 years ago. Some of the details of the ceremony are not clear to him, and he needs to visit some experienced old scholars, not at all sloppy.

Dao Wu Da Bi is also one of the major events focused on by the whole country in Da Xia. Countless people are looking forward to it. Even the Sun Empire, which is far away in the vast western region of Shenzhou, will pay close attention to it. After all, this represents Da Xia’s future and is now here. Young people above the Big Bi will soon appear on the battlefield in Xijiang, and at that time will be the real life and death, endless death.

Fortunately, the Grand Competition is held every three years. Shan Wenbai and Shangshu You Tingjian from the Ministry of Rites are also familiar with each other. A series of processes have gone down. Today, the Daowu Grand Competition will finally begin. All Daxia citizens under the age of 25. Both can sign up to compete.

　　 This year's Big Bi is particularly eye-catching, and the suspense is also the biggest, because Guan Zhengqing is 26 years old this year!

　　 All the great summer prides who have been suppressed so hard have finally ushered in the opportunity to stand up, and for many people, this is also the last chance.

　　 Since ancient times, Wen has no first, Wu has no second. Who will dominate the ups and downs of the younger generation after Guan Zhengqing?

　　The southern suburbs of Shenjing, the royal hunting ground!

When Shan Wenbai arrived, the hunting ground was already full of people, and there were still countless young girls gathered from all over Shenjing, and they were all cultivated extraordinary. The spirits of the dragons gathered together under the cold wind rose. Above, it turned into a vast cloud of smoke over Shenjing, which was unstoppable.

　　 These are the mainstays of the future of Daxia. The number of Daowu Daobi participants increases each time, and the Daoism written by the Master has made great contributions.

　　 The various agencies of the Daxia government are very efficient and the division of labor is very clear. The Gyeonggi government arranges the flow of people and maintains the order of the scene. The Ministry of Etiquette is responsible for registering, registering, grouping and matching, and finally the director is responsible for deciding the victory and ensuring safety.

　　 The state machinery of the imperial court is always vigilant because foreign enemies are in front of it, and its internal affairs are under the administration of Empress Wu, with a clean government and a clean government. Various departments are connected smoothly and with high efficiency.

　　 There is a large observation deck in the royal hunting ground, and there is a rest place set up for the royal family on the stage, which was embezzled as an office space at this time.

Shan Wenbai wore a thick coat, walked into the room somewhat rickety, and continued to heat his hands. The ritual book on the side was not much better. He looked haggard. The two of them found a place to sit. Next, the Book of Rites first said:

　　 "Laoshan, do you feel that the weather in Shenjing this year is exceptionally cold? I remember the Daowu Grand Tournament three years ago, and I was sitting here with you, and I didn't feel as biting as it is now."

Shan Wenbai took a sip of tea, feeling a touch of warmth in his body, and replied: "Old Yin, it’s not that it’s cold, it’s our old age. If we work for a few years, we can sue the old man and return home. When the time comes, that kid in my family will have a marriage with your girl, and we are also considered in-laws."

"Yes, when I am old, my body is much worse than before. When I am busy with the ceremony of your Highness, I am really ready to sue my old man and return home, and why you old boy keep staring at my house Girl, wait until your boy comes back alive from Xijiang. In other words, if your boy doesn't join the army, he might also participate in the following Dao-wu contest."

Shangshu You Tingjian of the Ministry of Etiquette first showed a smile, and then became a little sorrowful. The kid from Shan Wenbai's family also grew up watching him. To be honest, he was very satisfied and hoped that the kid could be his son-in-law. There was no matching, but thinking about the turbulent temperament of her own girl, I had a headache. I haven't seen the girl in these few days, but You Tingjian knew that she must be standing below among the black crowds waiting for the big match.

　　 "I haven't heard from that kid in my family for a long time. His last letter was a month ago. It is said that the frontline war is very tight, and I don't know what the situation is now."

　　 Shan Wenbo's eyes flashed a hint of worry. The battlefield is the battlefield, and the big competition is the big competition. There is too much difference between the two. The biggest difference is that Xijiang will die, and it is easy to die, but the big competition will not.

　　 "Don't talk about this, this year's Shenji Pavilion also sold a lot, and today it has not released the list of seeds for this year's Daowu Grand Competition. Unlike the previous sessions, it has released the predicted rankings early. I am afraid that it is because of the big changes this year."

　　 Shan Wenbai took a sip of tea, and looked forward to this year's Daowu Grand Competition.

"Guan Zhengqing owns the top three rankings and overwhelms a generation. Until today, the young people of Daxia can breathe a little." A mellow voice remembered from the room, the old figure appeared out of thin air, Shan Wenbai and Shangshu of the Libu Stand up and salute him.

　　 "I have seen Mr. Li, Sitianjian Jianzheng."

With snow white beards and a robe, Li Chunfeng, the Sitian Supervisor, nodded, his body restrained like an ordinary old man. After looking around for a week, with a big wave of his hand, the three of them instantly appeared on the stage of the Royal Hunting Ground. The entire hunting ground square was filled with young girls, and seeing the three directly appearing under the eyes of the public, there was a burst of enthusiasm.

　　 The voice shook the sky and resounded through the sky!

　　 Li Chunfeng pressed down with both hands, and the bottom gradually became quiet, and his old voice began to reverberate over the royal hunting ground.

　　 "No one asks in the cold window of ten years. Once you become famous, the world will know! You guys, are you ready?"

　　 "Roar~"

　　 The royal hunting ground was completely set ablaze, and the roar of teenagers reverberating over the hunting ground could be heard throughout the capital.

　　 Sunrise, vigor!

　　 After hearing this, the older generation put down their work and smiled with satisfaction, lamenting how young people are enviable.

At this time, Zhao Yu was sitting on the bench in the small courtyard and eating breakfast. He did not go to teach. Because of the Daowu Grand Competition, the Dao Palace would have a half-month holiday, so the entire Daoyuan became a little deserted, listening to the spread from afar. With the roar, he stopped his chopsticks, turned his head to look at Guan Zhengqing next to him in doubt, and asked, "You were also provoked like this by the old man Li Chunfeng in a few words?"

　　 Guan Zhengqing faced this question very seriously. He shook his head and said seriously: "There were too many people at that time, and the hour was too early. I was still asleep. I was awakened by this sound."