On the sixth day of the first lunar month, Shi Fangzhen summoned Duke Shen in the imperial study room. After several years of not seeing him, his cousin with black beard was still elegant and elegant. Shi Fangzhen couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Wang Keming was two years older than him, and looked like he was five or six years younger than him. He worked hard every day in state affairs. He heard that he lived a life of tight speed except hunting, drinking, and wandering around.

Shi Fangzhen's mother was Wang Keming's aunt, and Queen Wang was Wang Keming's cousin. The two often played together when they were young. Cousin Shi was a civil and military talent, and was a romantic and charming idol of the children of aristocratic families. Although he was the emperor, he actually admired his cousin secretly. Before becoming the emperor, he followed him many times.

Wang Keming bowed in a regular manner, sat down properly, looking at his eyes, nose, and heart without saying a word. Shi Fangzhen looked at Wang Keming carefully, and after looking closely, he saw wrinkles appearing on the corners of his cousin's forehead and eyes, and there were a lot of silver threads mixed in his black hair. He was no longer the handsome young man who was so handsome that he was back then.

Thinking of his intentional suppression and neglect over the years, Shi Fangzhen felt soft and sighed: "Cousin, I have always asked you to come out to do things. You are always used to being casual, so I will just follow your wishes. Wu Shi is dead and Beimo is in chaos. I intend to use troops to Beimo. You have been fighting with Beimo for many years and have rich experience. Taiwei Zhu elected you as the commander of Zhenbei. I also like you. Don't refuse this time. You are my cousin. If you don't help me, who else can I count on?"

Wang Keming bowed his politely and said, "I have always been used to being casual and becoming more and more unbearable. Long live the life, let's choose another good talent. I am afraid that I will let down the holy grace."

Shi Fangzhen sank his face and said coldly: "Wang Keming, do you have resentment towards me and refuse to come out to help me?"

"I dare not do it for me. I have been eating, drinking and having fun for more than ten years, and have long abandoned my ability back then. What a great thing in using military forces in the north? How dare I joke about the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers and the fortune of the country, and please take back the sacred order." Wang Keming stood up and knelt down, and said in fear and fear.

Seeing his cousin kneeling at his feet, Shi Fangzhen smiled slightly and said, "Cousin, I know your talents. Besides, it will take some time to use troops in the north. It will take two years to recover. I believe you have already replied. Besides, I am interested in sending troops this time. If I am in charge of you, what are you afraid of? Can you still trust me? Get up, my Duke Shen is a man who stands tall and up. Don't kneel down at any time."

Wang Keming had no choice but to bow and sit down again.

"The Zhenbei Camp is still under construction. The Taiwei and the Ministry of War are responsible for the early things. Miao Tieshan will be in charge of the camp. I will talk to you about the martial arts conference today." Shi Fangzhen rolled up his beard and straightened his waist, saying, "What are you thinking about this martial arts competition?"

Wang Ke knew that he could not pretend to be stupid in front of the emperor. His little cousin was not the follower of the past. His guardianship over the past ten years was very telling. If he was really a fool, he would have much more intimate with this emperor's cousin.

"Long live, I guessed it for a while, and didn't know whether it was right or wrong. I would like to ask for advice. The martial arts competition coincided with the opportunity of the martial arts ranking for 20 years. Long live took this opportunity to summon people from the martial arts world. It is believed that it is to be a foreshadowing for the use of troops in the north. Although the martial arts world is difficult to restrain, it can be used to deal with the people of the Beimo. I think it is better to select the strong ones to form a raid team and kill the generals and seize the flag.

There are many good players in the martial arts world among the Dragon Guards. You can use this competition to select innocent masters to supplement them. I heard that the remnants of the Yuantian Sect are a disaster, and the court can offer rewards to grant officials to let these masters in the martial arts world hunt down the remnants of the Yuantian Sect and serve the country."

Shi Fangzhen nodded, and his cousin said five or six points of his thoughts, but there was one thing he didn't say, that is, he chose the generals in the army. The generals in the Dazheng army were divided into two types. One was from generals and could soon stand out with the help of his father and brother. Another was to be promoted on the battlefield with the help of his father and brother. However, no matter which type of person wants to gain a foothold in the army, it would be impossible to do without real skills. The generals' family backgrounds are mostly skilled, and they were once good players in the martial arts world. As for those who have won the battles without super-strong martial arts, they would not survive one battle after another.

"Cousin, I intend to let the brave men in the army participate in this competition and see who is stronger and weaker in our army's athletes and the martial arts grassland."

As soon as the emperor said the words, Wang Keming immediately understood the emperor's intentions and praised with a smile: "Long live long-term thinking, it is better to be better than me. As the saying goes, generals are brave enough to select generals with high martial arts skills from the army, and the combat power of Zhenbei Camp can be rapidly improved. However, although the generals in the army have many martial arts skills, the equestrian bows and archers they are familiar with are different from the close fighting of the Jianghu people. It is not easy to compare the two when they are put together."

After receiving the cousin, Shi Fangzhen was a little proud and smiled and said, "What's the difficulty? Divide the competition into the left and right sides. The left side is the military competition, and the right side is the Jianghu competition. After selecting the winner, select a few representatives and try it out at your discretion."

"Long live the holy clarity."

Next, the cousins ​​discussed harmoniously how many winners were established, rewards, venues, funds and other things, and the two also had lunch together happily.

The news of the court holding a martial arts competition was like a hurricane, and it was rumored at first, and then the Ministry of Rites posted a notice from the Ministry of Rites in front of the gates of the prefectures and counties. Soon, even the people of mountain villages in remote prefectures and counties such as Huazhou and Lizhou were discussing the competition with great enthusiasm.

Another order spread in the army, and the generals in countless military camps moved when they heard the news. The four major protectors and the sixteen guards in the capital began to select their own military camps in advance, selecting the strong ones to enter the capital. For the emperor, it was a competition that shouldered the glory of their own military.

There is no second in literature, no second in martial arts. The surging murderous aura floated over Dazheng, and this murderous aura floated to the Western Regions, to the Northern Desert, and to the Southern Xinjiang with the caravan.

Daiyang Mountain in Bazhou is majestic. The mountains are towering, towering trees, strange flowers and plants in the mountains, and fragrant in all seasons. Zichen Peak is unique in the Daiyang Mountain, towering into the clouds. There is only a small path that leads to the top of the mountain. Along the way, you have to pass dangerous streams, single-plank bridges, and flying stones. Ordinary people cannot reach the top of the peak at all.

There are more than ten houses at the head of Zichen Peak, which is where Zichen Gate, one of the ten great masters of the martial arts world, is located. A man in green has been walking across the mountain and rocks, walking like flying among the rocks. Without any effort, he came to the top of the peak. At the end of the stone steps at the top of the peak, there is a stone tablet about stairs about stairs, with four large red characters on it: Zichen Town East.

The man bowed to the stone tablet and walked into the gate. There was a square inside, and there was a stone standing in the middle.

In the incense burner, there were more than a dozen men and women dancing with swords and guns around. Seeing the man in green, everyone stopped and smiled and came to greet him, "Senior Brother Shi, come to see the master (uncle master)."

Shi Hongming, born in Zichen Sect, is now a classic history of the Longwei Mansion in Bazhou. Although he only learned the skin of Zihun's true qi and had just stepped into the threshold of refining Qi and transforming essence, he created a loud nickname in the world of "Shi Pili". His actions were like lightning, and his sound was like thunder, and gravel broke through iron, and he was unstoppable.

Having seen the ceremony with all the brothers, Shi Hongming asked, "Has the leader been in seclusion?"

"The senior brother is here just right. The master came out of seclusion two days ago. Do you have any trouble with the master?"

After getting the desired answer, Shi Hongming smiled and said, "Good thing, the court held a martial arts conference and invited the head to do arbitration."

Everyone was overjoyed. Every twenty years, people in the martial arts world would re-arrange their sect positions. Although Zichen Sect ranks among the top ten sects in the world, they were only ranked sixth. Now that the court has come forward to hold a martial arts competition, the leader of his own sect can be used as arbitration. If he participates in the competition, he will definitely make the ranking of the master sect move forward.

"Senior brother, when will the competition be? Who is the one who can participate?"

"Who else except the head is invited to be the referee?"

"What are the rules in court? What are the rewards?"

Everyone asked in a verbal question. Shi Hongming smiled and bowed, "Everyone, I will tell you in detail when I meet the leader. Let's say goodbye first."

In the lobby of Zichen Gate, He Wenqin, the head of Zichen Gate, listened to Shi Hongming's report on the martial arts competition in the capital. After reading the invitation letter written by Duke Shen, He Wenqin smiled slightly and said, "I haven't been to Zichen Peak for twenty-three years. I didn't expect that the court still remembers me."

He gently put the letter on the table, and He Wenqin pondered for a moment: "I have passed the age of 70 and have long lost my competitive spirit. Fake reputation is a cause of trouble..."

There were several people sitting on both sides of the lobby. One of the white-haired old men stood up and said, "Senior sister, the Zichen Sect has been established for more than 220 years. As the head of the Zichen Sect, why don't you take the reputation of the sect to heart?"

The old man was Shi Hongming's master Zhao Gongyi. His apprentice came to ask for someone, so of course he had to say a few words for him. He Wenqin waved his hand and signaled the old man to sit down. An old woman in black on the other side smiled and said, "It's related to the reputation of Zichen Gate, and senior sister must take it to heart. I heard that the senior brother was in the Mansion of Duke Wen of the capital for many years. Why didn't the head of the sect take this opportunity to meet Senior Brother Yang? We are all old and maybe we will never meet again."

Senior brother Yang Yu moved, and a glimmer of light flashed in He Wenqin's eyes. He remembered the figure who left in anger. After nearly forty years of separation, I wonder if my senior brother is good? For the sake of senior brother and for the Zichen Sect, I will go down the mountain by myself.

He patted the table gently and He Wenqin said: "Senior brother has been away from the mountain for nearly forty years. I went to see him this time and tried to convince him to come back to the mountain. If there is a senior brother in Zichen Sect, the ranking will naturally rise."

Shi Hongmin completed the task and said happily: "The head of the sect went down the mountain this time, so you might as well choose some good players to accompany me. This is a good opportunity for my Zichen Sect to show my power. My disciple heard that the court had also arranged an arbitration demonstration, and the head of the sect let the heroes around the world see the majesty of my Zichen Sect."
Chapter completed!