Royal Gold Magistrate

At the end of the competition, Emperor Jing took a step ahead amidst the shouts of everyone on the field.

As for Paba, he left the mission and found Fang Zhengyi alone.

At this time, Li Yuanzhao, Fang Zhengyi, Zhang Biao and others were all in the preparation room of the stadium.

Chi Lie was placed on the bench, and the two doctors kept busy, one taking the pulse and the other bandaging.

The ear bitten off by Zhang Biao was put aside, and it was impossible to take it back, so he could only take it home and remember it.

Paba looked at Chi Lie with wounds all over his body, and couldn't help turning his head away.

Looking at Fangzheng, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Fangzheng sighed, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Master, victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs. Fortunately, Chi Lie didn't have too serious injuries, and he should recover after two days of rest."

"But the ears just..."

Thinking that I was full of confidence when I came in the morning, but I was slapped in the face in such a short time.

Paba shook his head and smiled wryly: "Fist and feet have no eyes, please trouble brother Fang to help me find more doctors to treat Chi Lie."

Fang Zhengyi was in the right mood at this time, Zhang Biao won and only suffered a slight injury.

"Master, you are being polite, this is what it should be! Why don't you go back to the Honglu Inn first, and after his wound is bandaged, I will send someone to send him back."

Seeing that Chi Lie nodded unharmed, Paba turned around and left, casting Zhang Biao a glance before leaving.

Seeing him leave, Fangzheng turned his head and smiled at Zhang Biao: "Get ready, cover the wound on your face, there should be many reporters waiting for you outside, let you have a good time today!"

"Ah? Young master, you didn't say this before... What should I say then?" Zhang Biao asked in confusion.

"Tsk! This is not a win! I have a manuscript, you memorize this first!" Fangzheng stuffed a piece of paper into Zhang Biao's hands without any explanation.

Then Zhang Biao was pulled aside and began to put on makeup.

Li Yuanzhao was standing by the side holding Zhang Biao's Tang Dao. Seeing him leave, he moved to Fang Zhengyi's side and said in a low voice, "Old Fang, how about giving me this sword?"

"Your Highness, take it if you like." Fangzheng glanced at Tang Dao and nodded. "However, I still have something to tell His Highness, His Highness probably won't be returning to the palace for a while."

Li Yuanzhao kept playing with the Tang knife in his hand, and said happily: "Yeah, I'll come back tonight... hey, this knife is really good, it is sharp enough and the material is very good, it is the first time I have seen such a knife!"

"However...it should be easy to curl a blade if it's so thin."

"Hey? Lao Fang, what do you want to say?" Li Yuanzhao came to his senses at this moment.

"About your health team messing around in the workshop." Fang Zheng said.

"What nonsense?" Li Yuanzhao immediately expressed doubts: "Old Fang, how can it be considered nonsense! I asked them to rectify the hygiene. You don't know if you eat dirty things and get sick."

"Many restaurants in the square use rotten ingredients to make dishes, which is simply appalling!"

"I don't think it's a problem."

Fangzheng sighed: "Okay, Your Highness is right, why don't we go back to the workshop in the afternoon to see the situation before we talk about it."

Zhang Biao also finished his makeup at this time, covering the wound on his face.

With his upper body still naked, he added a red cloak, walked up to Fang Zhengyi and said, "Master, I'm ready!"

"Go out when you're ready, and then go home and rest early."

Outside the Banshan Square, there are crowds of people!

At this time, in addition to the original audience in the arena, the loud voices in the arena also attracted a lot of spectators outside the arena.

Headed by Shen Yi and other reporters, they stood guard at the exit, ready to block Zhang Biao from coming out.

Not long after, Zhang Biao slowly emerged from behind with a coquettish red cloak.

Shen Yi immediately took a step forward, and there was an assistant beside him with a pen and paper to help record.

Seeing the enthusiastic crowd eating melons, Shen Yi told his assistant: "Write down everything I say in a while, and go back and rewrite it into a manuscript."

"Maybe I can reward a few large diamonds if I get it right this time!"

The assistant nodded excitedly!

This news is sure to explode! 2 people watched, the emperor came in person, defeated the number one warrior on the grassland, and just picked one of them was enough to get rewards!

Shen Yi pondered for a moment, muttered a few times, and then said: "Now we are on the outside of the Banshan Stadium, and now the people in the capital are waiting with us for Sangbiao to come out!"

"I'm very happy to see my big scene win. More than 2 spectators accompanied Sangbiao to the last moment!"

"Now, Sangbiao is walking out..."

"Money back! rnm money back! I bought Sangbiao and lost!! It must be a fake match!! Heishan Chilie is so strong, how could he lose? It's a fake match! Shameless! Refund my ticket price!"

"Heishan Chilie! Are you worthy of us! cnm! Lose money!"

"Long live the great scene!!!"

Seeing a reporter gathering news on the spot, the melon-eaters immediately became excited, and began to scream.

For a while, the scene was chaotic, and there was everything to say.

Shen Yi felt dizzy on the spot!

So many people chirping wow.... This is the first time for him to experience it.

Seeing that the crowd couldn't calm down for a long time, Shen Yi yelled on the spot: "Everyone stop shouting! The officers and soldiers are still there!!"

The melon-eating crowd immediately calmed down and looked around in a panic...

Fortunately, Zhang Biao also came out at this moment.

The red cloak was unusually coquettish, and the crowd was in a commotion again.

Shen Yi took the initiative to meet him and said, "Sangbiao! How do you feel about winning this match today? What is Chi Lie's strength..."

Zhang Biao raised his head and was silent for a while.

"Well... thank you, Your Majesty, thank the imperial court, thank you..."

.............

In the Banshan newspaper office, Fang Zhengyi and Li Yuanzhao had already rushed back.

Fang Zhengyi was leaning back on the chair.

For a long time, he was more nervous than anyone else, for fear that Zhang Biao would be killed on the court.

Fortunately, there was no danger... this matter was considered safe and sound.

As soon as the spirit is relaxed, the person will be tired immediately.

However, Li Yuanzhao was still full of energy. He kept playing with the Tang knife in his hand, and occasionally swung it twice.

Seeing that Fang Zhengyi didn't intend to speak.

Li Yuanzhao took the initiative and said, "Old Fang, tell me, what's wrong with the health team?"

As soon as Fangzheng heard this, he took out a stack of papers from the drawer at hand and handed it to Li Yuanzhao, "Your Highness, let's have a look."

"It's all good work done by the health team."

"Behind your back, they force people to rebuild restaurants, extort money, and take the opportunity to make trouble!"

"Street vendors were tortured unspeakably by them."

"The most serious thing is that His Majesty already knows about this matter. If this continues, His Highness should not be far from returning to the palace."

Li Yuanzhao frowned, flipping through the documents in his hand.

Then he looked up in doubt and said, "This... I know it all!"