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Chapter 1193

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After finding the area where Liu Hua appeared, Su Meijun waited at this restaurant whenever he had time.

Even his junior sister sighed and said, "You have changed, dog!"

However, Su Meijun didn't have a chance to ask Liu Hua. Almost every time he appeared, he was in a hurry.

His words were always the same: I'm in a hurry to go home and do my homework!

Su Meijun didn't get what he wanted even after the martial arts competition ended.

However, the top 16 of the martial arts competition had to go to the capital to receive the award from the prince, which gave him some hope!

"You hit me with this thing?" Liu Hua's eyes widened as he angrily pointed at the iron rod in Ren Baqian's hand. A bat?

"Did I pick it up from the garbage?"

"I gave it to you while playing games." Ren Baqian waved the iron rod in his hand. "Don't run, stop."

"Tell me why you hit me first!" Liu Hua wasn't stupid and ran very fast.

"You still have the cheek to ask? What did you sing at the closing ceremony? "

"Kill that Great Xia man!"

"Xin Zhe, hold her down!" Ren Baqian was so angry that the veins on his temples were popping.

Xin Zhe looked at the father and daughter chasing after her and found it interesting. Even an iceberg that hadn't moved for thousands of years showed signs of melting.

"I just thought it was fun …! What's the relationship between the lyrics and the title of the song … You actually hit me with that thing over such a trivial matter? "Liu Hua felt wronged as he climbed over the wall and ran away from home.

Ren Baqian threw the iron rod on the ground and was so angry at Liu Hua that his liver was in pain.

He had spent so much effort to organize the martial arts competition and recruit talents from all over the world, but Liu Hua's "Tears Behind Prison Bars" and "Kill that Great Xia man" had ruined everything.

"Your Highness, would you like some tea?" Xin Zhe asked leisurely.

"I'm so angry that I'm not thirsty anymore." Ren Baqian rubbed his temples. Liu Hua was really troublesome.

"Drink some tea to get rid of the heat," Xin Zhe added, causing Ren Baqian to be slightly distracted.

"Since when did you know this?" Ren Baqian turned his gaze to Xin Zhe. She was still dressed as a bespectacled woman, but her glasses were different every day.

Over the years, Ren Baqian would often put glasses on Xin Zhe as if it was her only hobby.

Oh, no, only two.

As a result, the walls of Xin Zhe's room in the palace were filled with glasses. A rough count showed that there were at least eight hundred of them, if not a thousand. She would change them every day.

Xin Zhe pushed up her glasses and thought for a long time before replying, "I've been suffering from excessive internal heat these days and have gotten pimples."

Ren Baqian carefully sized up the pimple again and again, but he couldn't find it.



Su Meijun sat in the bus and looked at the scenery on both sides. She suddenly had a thought: If you don't come to the Imperial Capital, you won't know the prosperity of the world.

He had been to the Imperial Capital of the Great Xia before, and although it was prosperous, it gave him a feeling of lethargy. It was completely incomparable to the Imperial Capital, which was full of vitality and vitality.

Needless to say, the capital of the Great Xia Dynasty was not even as prosperous as this place.

Looking at the tall buildings outside, the plaques shining with various colors, the street lamps that were dozens of meters apart, the pedestrians wearing all kinds of clothes, and the smiles on many people's faces, this feeling became even stronger.

"Hey, why aren't you leaving yet?" The Junior Sister asked loudly.

"I'm stuck in a traffic jam. Everything about the Imperial Capital is good, but the traffic jam is terrible. It was better two years ago, but it's especially congested this year, "the driver replied while drinking water.

"Sigh, back in the day, I was also a tractor god on the highway. When I turned a corner, others couldn't even see my shadow. Now, I can't even move because of the traffic jam." The driver lamented.

"And then? Why aren't you driving the tractor anymore? Did you overturn and break your leg? "A warrior from the Yun Nation who knew better laughed.

"No, I was sentenced to half a year of hard labor for dangerous driving and intentionally injuring others …" the driver chuckled.

"Not many." That warrior from the Yun Nation nodded.

"No, I was racing with someone at that time. In the end, that person's car overturned, and I hit him when he fell out … That person was hospitalized for a month and sentenced to three months for dangerous driving. At that time, both of us were mining together."

Those who hadn't experienced that period wouldn't know how lively the highway was at that time. The Transportation Bureau issued fines every day and became the richest department in the imperial court.

Su Meijun listened while thinking silently. Sure enough, the people here were more energetic, even for a driver.

"Brother Jiang, is there anything we need to pay attention to?" someone asked loudly.

The person who was addressed as Brother Jiang was called Jiang Yu, and he was the son of an aristocratic family in the Yun Nation.

Upon hearing this, he said, "Just follow the rules. Also, don't fight. You will be punished regardless of whether you're right or wrong. If you have a conflict with someone, there is a fighting arena in the city, and disputes are usually settled there. "

"Also, the brothels in the city only sell their skills and not their bodies. If the lady likes them, they will keep you for the night. If they don't, don't force them. "

"It's different from other places," someone said with a smile.

"Another thing is that you can go to any restaurant in the city, but it's best not to go to Shanhuai House," Jiang Yu added.

"Why?"

"That's a place where the second and third generations of officials hang out. It's easy to get into trouble there," Jiang Yu said simply.

In fact, it wasn't just getting into trouble. That place had almost become the aboriginal's private property. Other than the aboriginals, only a few people went in and out without trouble. The others would inevitably encounter provocations and trouble.

Su Meijun's heart skipped a beat when she heard this.

After settling down at night, Su Meijun inquired about the location of Shanhuai House. She might be able to get some information there.

When she arrived at the entrance, she heard a lot of people laughing inside. Their voices could even be heard on the street.

Then, she heard a young girl's voice. "Is anyone treating me to a drink? I ran away from home and didn't bring any money with me! "

"Ha, the princess ran away from home again. Is it because she didn't finish her homework or because she failed an exam?" Many people smiled.

If the princess ran away from home in other places, it would be a big deal.

But here, it was a common occurrence.

They were used to it and delighted to see it.

Su Meijun stepped into the restaurant. "It's my treat."

As soon as she said this, the restaurant quieted down.

One by one, burly men or valiant young girls looked over with unfriendly expressions.

Even if the princess wanted someone to treat her to a drink, it depended on who it was.

Could any Tom, Dick, or Harry treat the princess to a drink?

"Brat, have you grown out all your hair?" a burly man provoked, causing a burst of laughter.

"Why is it you again? You're so annoying! "Honeysuckle looked over and immediately rested his chin on the table. He said impatiently.

"Hey, brat, are you going to leave on your own, or should I throw you out?" a burly man immediately stood up.

"I just want to ask you one thing," Su Meijun said sincerely.

"Get out!" A fierce wind came from the side. A slap was getting closer and closer to his face.

Su Meijun's heart tightened. If this slap landed on someone else, their skull would probably be smashed.

She immediately took three steps back and took another three steps forward. Then, she cupped her hands at Honeysuckle.

Her retreat and advance were so fast that only afterimages could be seen.

Su Meijun's nickname was Light Rain Sword. Other than her Light Rain Sword Technique, her lightness skills were also quite outstanding.

"Forget it, don't do anything." Honeysuckle waved his hand weakly to stop the burly man's next move.

He raised his head and asked impatiently, "What do you want to ask?"

Su Meijun didn't know if this question should be asked in front of everyone. He looked around and saw that everyone had an unfriendly expression on their faces.

He knew that this was the only time he could ask.

He lowered his voice slightly and said, "May I ask Princess if you know where Ma Hongyu, Double Ring Sword Jiang Zixie, Xu Gongsou, and other experts are now?"

Honeysuckle looked up at him and was a little annoyed. "Is that all?"

"Yes!" Su Meijun's heart jumped. He felt that he was finally getting close to the big secret of the disappearance of so many experts.

"They went to war!" Honeysuckle continued to lie on the table. He puffed up his cheeks and shouted, "Waiter, pour some wine."

"War?" Su Meijun was shocked. "War with who?"



The next day, when Su Meijun went to the main hall, the waves in his heart still hadn't calmed down.

The words that came out of the princess' mouth were simply too shocking.

There were foreign tribes in the south of the Sixty Thousand Mountains? Those missing experts were fighting with the foreign tribes in the south?

This was an answer that Su Meijun could never have imagined before.

Even when he was in the main hall, he was still a little distracted.

Other than him, everyone else looked serious and didn't dare to look sideways.

There was no other way. The pressure from the Cardinal Heaven experts in the main hall was too great.

If there was a place with the most experts in the world, everyone thought that there was no other place besides this place.

He looked down at the 16 people below. They were the top 16 in this martial arts competition, and each of them was a talented young man.

First, there was a round of encouragement, followed by a speech. It was mainly about welcoming warriors and people with talent and achievements in certain industries to immigrate to Dayao. There were various immigration incentives.

This award ceremony was to be filmed and broadcasted throughout the country to reduce the negative impact that Honeysuckle's "Kill That Great Xia Man" had on others.

Following that was the award ceremony. The first place received 100 level 5 crystals, the second and third places received 50 crystals, the fourth to eighth places received 30 crystals, and the ninth to 16th places received 20 crystals.

In addition, the Martial Arts Hall was open to everyone. The top three could enter the second level, and the fourth to 16th places could enter the first level.

The Martial Arts Hall had collected many secret manuals from Tianjing Basin and the Yun Nation. There were also many collections provided by the Temple of Heaven and the imperial family. There were tens of thousands of manuals, so it wasn't an exaggeration to name it after the Martial Arts Hall.

When Ren Baqian announced this news, everyone's eyes lit up. The Martial Arts Hall had a fatal attraction to any warrior.

Near the end, Ren Baqian asked in a magnanimous manner, "What other requests do you have?"

Many Great Xia warriors were moved. They felt that this was a reward from the prince to the aboriginal warriors.

At this moment, someone stepped forward. It was Jiang Zhong, who ranked third in this year's competition. This made many Great Xia warriors nervous as they didn't know why he was so unwise.

"Your Highness, there's something I don't understand. Please enlighten me."

Ren Baqian chuckled and said, "Ask away!"

"I wonder where the top 100 experts in the world are now?"

Many people were shocked when they heard this. This was what everyone else wanted to know, but no one dared to ask this question under the gaze of so many Cardinal Heaven experts.

Furthermore, he was asking the prince of another country.

Su Meijun's heart skipped a beat. Although he had just heard the answer last night, he still wanted to hear how the other party would answer.

Ren Baqian looked at the crowd meaningfully and said, "This matter isn't really a secret. All the experts are fighting against the foreign races in the south. This is their responsibility, my responsibility, the responsibility of the people of Dayao, and also your responsibility. "



Ren Baqian didn't say too much, but he still roughly explained it.

After hearing this, everyone had a look of horror on their faces.

Only Su Meijun had a bitter smile on his face. He felt that all the trouble he had gone through these days was a joke.

Furthermore, what he and the others had been thinking about all this time was a joke.

The so-called big secret wasn't a secret at all.

Then, he felt a surge of vigor in his heart. Those seniors had shed blood for the human race in the south, so how could he not cherish himself?



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