Royal Gold Magistrate

Emperor Jing was in a mess.

His face turned blue and white.

To say that using some dirty tricks on the battlefield is not only not a bad thing, but a good thing.

After all, as long as it can improve the fighter's chances of survival, it is not too much.

But on this occasion, it's a martial arts competition, not a battlefield, so how could that Zhao Lie go down three paths!

It seems that none of the 200 people is a decent person.

Originally, they wanted to see that they were all strong and strong, so they could select a batch of them to enter the palace.

Now that playing in public is so disgusting, Emperor Jing is a little embarrassed.

Especially looking at Ren Hua who was still shaking slightly on the ground.

"Your Majesty, do you think there are any deficiencies in them? I asked them to rectify it." Fang Zhengyi asked.

"This..." Emperor Jing hesitated.

Really nothing to point out.

They are all patriots, strong and strong, obey orders and prohibit them, and have good skills... But it's not the same thing if you don't talk about it.

"Cough! Fang Qing, today is a martial arts competition. These people are of course in good health. But...Kung Fu still needs to be practiced seriously. Some things are just small ways after all, and you must lay a solid foundation in your basic skills."

In the end, the big leader still squeezed out a piece of unnutritious nonsense for the sake of face.

As soon as this remark came out, the civil servants followed closely to criticize, after all, Zhao Lie played too dirty and did not play beautifully at all!

At the beginning Zhang Biao's sin against Heishan Chilie made everyone disgusted, but I didn't expect that all the people from Taoyuan County were exactly the same.

Immediately someone criticized: "Master Fang, this is a martial arts competition today, it should be upright, how can you resort to such obscene means?"

Zhang Dongxiang said contemptuously: "This is what a villain did. Jinyiwei wants to defend His Majesty and do things that are upright. Today is indeed a bit invincible."

The uncle and uncle followed closely and nodded.

Play dirty, right?Then you have to look at the occasion!

As soon as Fangzheng showed contempt, his eyes swept over everyone and said: "Everyone, they originally trained for the rescue of the battlefield. There is no need to talk about being upright on the battlefield. The only thing is life and death."

"And these are just means, how can they be called dirty?"

"The two armies are facing each other. Could it be that the opponent has set up a trap, and we still have to step into it honestly? Today, Ren Hua's skills are not as good as others. After so many years of martial arts practice, it turns out that he doesn't even have this vigilance. It's no wonder he has this One defeat!"

Li Yansong frowned and said, "No! This is a competition, not a battlefield."

Emperor Jing didn't interrupt, and watched them bickering with great interest.

Fangzheng said with a half-smile, "Mr. Li, there are no pre-set rules for this competition. What's more, Jin Yiwei has taken on the important task of guarding His Majesty and guarding the city gate."

"Once something unexpected happens, the ones we will face will be vicious and omnipotent. The most important thing is to be flexible."

Li Yansong said helplessly: "But if you continue to act like this in the future, if you are in front of the public, it may affect your majesty's majesty."

"How can these people take up the heavy responsibility of Jinyiwei in the future?"

The rest of the people nodded vigorously, but Emperor Jing remained calm.

Seeing that Emperor Jing didn't respond, Fang Zheng said, "Your Majesty, it is well known that I have a straight temper, and the people brought out are inevitably too open-minded."

"They are just a group of warriors with a low level of education. They only think about being loyal to the country in their minds, and they don't care much about other unimportant things, so it is reasonable to fight ugly."

"Although what you said makes sense, I still think that they are too bookish and not suitable for the management of warriors."

Emperor Jing raised his eyebrows: "Oh? I think what they said is not unreasonable, why are you so bookish?"

Fangzheng pursed his lips and smiled: "I think that the princes in the court are overcomplicating things, and if they think too much, they will easily take detours."

A group of veterans sneered: "Lord Fang, please tell me how we took a detour?"

Fangzheng didn't talk nonsense, turned around and walked to a thousand households, drew a sword, and walked quickly towards Li Yansong.

Li Yansong's face turned pale immediately: "Master Fang, please speak up if you have something to say!"

The others also hurriedly persuaded: "Master Fang, you don't need to use swords or guns if you say it, you are also a civil servant! Don't you make any sense?"

Emperor Jing frowned and said, "Fang Zhengyi, what are you going to do?"

Fang Zheng crossed the sword and held it in front of Li Yansong: "Li Gong, what is this?"

Seeing that he had no other intentions, Li Yansong felt relieved, and asked in confusion, "It's a sword, what's wrong?"

"What is a sword?"

"The sword is the weapon of a gentleman, a soldier who is upright and invincible, and a blade that breaks the indomitable." Li Yansong replied without hesitation.

"Then you all think so?" Fang Zheng asked the others while holding the sword in his hand.

The rest followed suit and nodded.

Fangzheng smiled, walked up to Zhang Biao with a sword in his hand and asked, "What is this?"

"It's a sword." Zhang Biao said honestly.

"If it's not called a sword, what is it called?"

"Iron sheets."

Everyone was silent, and when you asked him what he was doing, that guy was full of wisdom.

Calling a sword a piece of iron is simply a slap in the face. Is that the same thing? Why don't you fight with a piece of iron?

Fangzheng put away his sword and said triumphantly: "Did you hear that? That's it. A warrior's thinking is to go straight to the essence."

"The sword is just a tool, but countless literati and writers throughout the history have to impose various principles on it."

"Warriors are also influenced by literati. Some martial arts are obviously killing skills, but they have to add various inexplicable life philosophies to them. This deviates from the essence, which leads many people to beat around the bush."

"Fortunately, a minister took them to protect them from the intrusion of these bad thoughts. The Jinyiwei can win the battle and complete the task in the first time. This is the most important thing. All the rest are trivial and not worth mentioning."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, if I train them well, I will definitely make them worthy of the word Jinyiwei!"

The civil servants looked at each other.

Well, we have turned into bad thoughts, you civil servants have read to the dog's stomach!

Emperor Jing was a practical fighter, so when thinking about problems, he naturally proceeded from reality, and the degree of romance was a little less.

Fangzheng figured out this little psychological preference of the leader early on!

Emperor Jing looked at Zhang Biao, and couldn't help laughing: "It makes sense, but today is just a small test, I will give you some time, and you will have to take a good exam in the future."

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty is always welcome to take the exam."

Shoot at the right place, boy!

The civil servants didn't refute any more, and secretly scorned Fang Zhengyi in their hearts.

"Your Majesty, Ren Hua is dying, hurry up and send him to the doctor!" Finally someone couldn't bear to remind him.

After he said this, several people immediately came out to carry Ren Hua away.

Many people who are close to Ren Hua on weekdays have ties to each other.

Mr. Fang is not simple, he deviates more and more from his imagined image...

Emperor Jing glanced at Ren Hua who was carried away, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes.

After Wu Xun, it seemed a bit unbearable... The two rounds were so ugly that they underestimated the enemy and lost.

"Okay, Fang Qing, you continue to lead them to practice, and I will go and see Zhang Shi."

Fang Zhengyi hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, wait a moment. The imperial decree and the poisonous wine minister have been handed over to Zhang Shi. No one in the prison has reported it yet. I think he is writing a suicide note."

"I have some private matters to discuss with Your Majesty... Could Your Majesty please move?"

Private matter?

Emperor Jing nodded and walked towards the place where there was no one...