"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone shouted before sitting down. However, the atmosphere was a little strange. It wasn't as relaxed as before. Everyone just lowered their heads and ate.
"Uncle Emperor, you're here." Zhao Chutong broke the silence. She passed through the curtain and sat beside Emperor Song. Zhao Qining glanced at his daughter, and Emperor Song laughed heartily.
He patted Zhao Chutong's head and said, "I heard that you've recovered. How could I not come?" Emperor Song had a kind look on his face. He didn't feel any estrangement between these two brothers.
"Our Chutong's body has recovered. She has reached the age to talk about marriage. Is there anyone you like? Uncle will propose marriage for you, "Emperor Song joked.
Zhao Qining knew that Emperor Song was joking. He replied jokingly, "Brother, Chutong has been living in seclusion since young. How could there be anyone she likes?"
"Since there wasn't a chance before, there should be many young talents here today. Let Chutong choose one. " Emperor Song looked at the people present. There were also young people here. Although their ranks weren't high, they still had a seat in the imperial court. They also had a trace of hope in their hearts. If they could obtain the favor of the princess, they would undoubtedly reach the heavens in a single bound.
Zhao Chutong also subconsciously sized up the people present.
"Brother, you must be joking. It still depends on Chutong." Zhao Qining didn't expect Emperor Song to be so insistent.
"How about we celebrate Chutong's health today and also choose a suitable young talent? Qining, I know you want Chutong to choose by herself. However, those who can sit here today will definitely be able to catch your eye. If Chutong likes someone, then it will naturally be up to you, "Emperor Song said.
Zhao Qining didn't say anything. He only nodded. How could he not understand the meaning behind Emperor Song's words? Everyone present was either important to him or his people. Emperor Song was testing him.
"That's fine. However, there are civil and military officials here. It's not easy to decide." Zhao Qining retorted. After all, there were many civil officials present. There were very few military generals. He wanted to see how Emperor Song would decide. If he didn't handle it well, he would inevitably lose the support of the people.
"Chutong, do you like civil officials or military generals?" Just as Zhao Qining was feeling proud, Emperor Song threw the responsibility to Zhao Chutong. Actually, Zhao Qining thought that the Song Emperor might choose a civil official to stabilize the people's hearts. After all, the Southern Song Dynasty valued civil officials and despised military officials.
However, Zhao Qining did not expect Emperor Song to pass all the questions to Zhao Chutong. This way, the choice would all depend on Zhao Chutong. If Zhao Chutong did not like it, then it could only be said that they were not fated. Then, His Majesty could not be blamed for being biased.
"Chutong's health hasn't been good since she was young. Now that she's finally recovered, I naturally hope that my future husband's body will be strong." Zhao Chutong didn't understand the struggle between her father and uncle. She was just speaking the truth.
Upon hearing this, the civil officials present were somewhat disappointed. However, they could only say that the princess did not like it. However, the remaining generals were somewhat excited, as if the opportunity to reach the heavens in a single bound was right in front of them.
"Someone, clean this up. Let the generals have a good competition. " Zhao Qining could only follow the two people's wishes and let the servants tear down the curtain, leaving an empty space.
The generals present were also rubbing their palms together. Nie Li looked around. Aside from the people seated at the front, whose martial arts he couldn't see through, the rest of them were all in the Xiantian realm. However, their realms were different. However, those with weaker cultivation bases also sat towards the back. Nie Li naturally understood the strength of the people in front. Among them, there was an "acquaintance" of Nie Li's.
It was the martial scholar who had a conflict with Nie Li at the Immortal Residence, Di Lei. Nie Li didn't expect him to be present today.
"Imperial Brother, since that's the case, why don't you call the other princes over as well? If anyone present is inferior to the princes, I'm afraid that Chutong won't take a liking to them," said Zhao Qining. His idea was to make everyone present lose.
"Sure. If anyone present can't even defeat my imperial nephews, they naturally can't enter my Zhao Family's door." After Emperor Song finished speaking, Zhao Qining stood up to call the princes. In a short moment, Zhao Qining's sons, except for Zhao Chu 'an, arrived at the side hall.
"I've already told you everything. It's up to you how to perform. Just don't embarrass our family. "Zhao Qining looked at his sons and had a rough idea of what to do.
"The generals present, step forward." After Emperor Song finished speaking, a few of them stood up. One could tell just from their auras. "The two princes' sons aren't coming forward?" Emperor Song was rather puzzled. Duan Liuyu and Murong Huan were both wearing weapons. At a glance, one could tell that they were martial artists.
"I don't dare. It's just that my son isn't a member of the imperial court. If he participates, it would be against the rules." Duan Yi was the first to speak. Murong Qi actually hoped that Murong Huan could participate. Who knows, maybe she could marry a prince.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter." Emperor Song waved his hand. Duan Yi and Murong Qi signaled the two people behind them with their eyes. The two of them walked out and stood with the others.
"I heard that Chutong's recovery was all thanks to a Jianghu hero. Why didn't I see him today? "Emperor Song turned his head and asked Zhao Qining.
"Imperial Brother, this person is over there." Zhao Qining pointed at Nie Li's position.
"How dare you!" Emperor Song pointed at Zhao Qining. He was so angry that his finger was trembling. "Uncle Emperor, don't be angry." Zhao Chutong could naturally sense Emperor Song's mood.
Seeing that Emperor Song was angry, Zhao Qining anxiously knelt down and lowered his head. "Imperial Brother, please don't be angry. I don't know what I did wrong."
"That person is a benefactor of my Zhao Family. You actually placed him in a remote place. If word gets out, everyone will think that my Zhao Family is indifferent and ungrateful. Is it because you are too arrogant, or is it because Chutong is not important to you? "Emperor Song said.
These words could be described as murderous. Not only did Zhao Qining lose his prestige in front of everyone, but he also planted a seed of doubt. "It is my mistake." Zhao Qining lowered his head, not daring to speak loudly.
"Men, place that Young Hero next to me," Emperor Song ordered. The servants immediately moved and placed another set of clothes next to Emperor Song. "Young hero, come to my side." Emperor Song looked at Nie Li and waved his hand.
Everyone's gaze was on Nie Li. Nie Li also felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He never thought that Emperor Song would make such a move. He could only stand up and limp over to Emperor Song. Everyone's gaze was on Nie Li.
They never thought that such a commoner could receive such preferential treatment from the Emperor. When Zhao Chutong saw Nie Li, she could not help but sigh in her heart. There was actually such an elegant man in the world. His appearance and temperament were not inferior to Duan Liuyu and Murong Huan.
Murong Huan looked at Nie Li, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. He never thought that Nie Li would receive the Emperor's attention. This made his original dissatisfaction even stronger.
"Brat, why don't you kneel when you see the Emperor?" Murong Huan shouted loudly. He was deliberately making things difficult for Nie Li. Not kneeling in front of the Emperor was a serious crime. Either kneel and be humiliated, or not kneel and be beheaded.
"It doesn't matter. I said that tonight is a good day. I don't care about this." Emperor Song said. This made Murong Huan's thoughts go up in smoke.
"Young hero, your martial arts must be pretty good! Why don't you participate? "Emperor Song looked at Nie Li walking in front of him. He said.
"Since the Emperor has said so, this commoner does not dare to disobey." Nie Li cupped his hands and said. This made Murong Qi somewhat excited. The face that he lost just now could be regained in a moment. He must kill Nie Li.
Although he was defeated last time, it was because he did not have a suitable weapon. His martial arts were naturally inferior. Di Lei, who was at the side, also had the same thought. However, he was not as ruthless as Murong Huan. He only wanted to defeat Nie Li.
For him, the most important thing today was to show his ability. Although he was the Martial Scholar, he had been idle at home. This time, he was with his friends. They said that they would recommend him to the Prince. Naturally, he had to seize the opportunity.
As for Pan Yong and Yue Yun, both of them had families. Naturally, they did not dare to think about the Princess. They sat below and watched quietly.
"Then let's use a turn-based system. Draw lots randomly. Those with the same number will fight. The winner will have the opportunity to meet the Princess. However, please don't go too far. Don't kill anyone, "Emperor Song said. A servant took out a few wooden sticks.
Nie Li casually drew a stick. It was three. He looked around and found that the person who drew the same number was a prince, Zhao Chusi. "I am one. Please enlighten me." Murong Huan stood in the middle. He pulled out the sword at his waist. It was shining with a cold light and exquisite patterns. It was a good sword.
"Please enlighten me." Standing opposite Murong Huan was the prince of the Prince's residence, Zhao Chuchen. His martial arts were also in the Innate Realm. He also held a sword in his hand. Murong Huan attacked first with his sword. The sword light was like rain and the Sword Qi was dense. An expert would know when he attacked. Murong Huan's sword was very fast. Everyone was worried for the prince. However, Zhao Chuchen did not panic. He kept blocking with his right hand and neutralized all of Murong Qi's attacks.
"Good martial arts. Prince, please forgive me. I will be serious." Murong Huan praised. Suddenly, his sword technique changed. The sword moves were at his fingertips and kept changing. Zhao Chuchen was naturally not weak. The two of them kept using sword moves to compete. This was a test of their martial arts foundation and also a display of their martial arts.
"Why? Are you not going to use the special skills of your Murong Clan?" Zhao Chuchen said. Golden light shone from his body and three golden dragons surrounded him. They looked very lifelike and had boundless power.
"Chuchen has already cultivated the Imperial Heavenly Technique to the third level. Not bad," Emperor Song said as he looked at Zhao Chuchen.
"Chuchen's talent is not good, and he has only cultivated to the third level of the Xiantian Realm. However, the others are stronger than him," Zhao Qingrong said. It was already not bad for someone at the Xiantian Realm to cultivate to the third level of the Imperial Heavenly Technique. Yet, Emperor Song only said that it was not bad.
Fortunately, the others were not inferior to Zhao Chuchen, especially his boss, Zhao Chujian. When the time came, he would definitely be able to win back some face for himself.
"You finally took out the Imperial Heavenly Technique. In that case, I will not show mercy. Starfall Shadow Sword. " Murong Huan used his finger to brush the sword. The dim light made the sword look inconspicuous. However, the sword light flashed, and it only lasted for an instant.
"Ka ka." The golden dragons around Zhao Chuchen began to shatter.
"You admit it," Murong Huan said, but he had already left. If Murong Huan had not held back, that sword move just now would have killed Zhao Chuchen. Nie Li looked at Murong Huan. From the looks of it, this person did not have an undeserved reputation. His martial arts were indeed not bad.
"Not bad, not bad," Emperor Song praised. That sword move just now was indeed amazing. It was unexpected and used the sword light to confuse others, hiding the true sword move.
Sometimes, what was on the surface might be fake.
Who could determine right and wrong? What one saw and heard might be fake.
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