Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The competition ended, and Emperor Jing took the lead amidst the cheers of the crowd. As for Paba, he abandoned the delegation and went directly to find Fang Zheng Yi.

At this time, Li Yuan Zhao, Fang Zheng Yi, Zhang Biao and others were in the preparation room inside the stadium.

Chi Lie was placed on a long chair, and two doctors were busy, one taking his pulse and the other bandaging him.

The ear that Zhang Biao bit off was placed aside; there was no way to reattach it, so he could only take it home to reminisce.

Paba looked at Chi Lie's wounds all over his body, a terrible sight, and couldn't help but turn his head away.

Looking at Fang Zheng Yi, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Fang Zheng Yi sighed and stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder.

"Master, victory and defeat are common in military affairs. Fortunately, Chi Lie's injuries are not too serious and he should recover in a couple of days."

"But the ear..."

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

Paba shook his head and smiled bitterly: "There are no eyes in fists and feet. Please, Brother Fang, help me find more doctors to treat Chi Lie."

Fang Zheng Yi was in a good mood at this time, Zhang Biao had won and only suffered minor injuries.

"Master, you are too polite! This is what I should do! Why don't you go back to the Honglu Guesthouse first, and after his wounds are bandaged, I will send someone to take him back."

Paba saw that Chi Lie was fine, nodded, turned and left, glancing at Zhang Biao as he left.

Seeing him leave, Fang Zheng Yi turned his head and smiled at Zhang Biao: "Get ready, cover up the wound on your face. There should be many reporters waiting for you outside. I'll let you have your moment today!"

"Ah? Young Master, you didn't mention this before... What should I say when the time comes?" Zhang Biao asked suspiciously.

"Tsk! Didn't you win! I have a draft here, memorize this first!" Fang Zheng Yi stuffed a piece of paper into Zhang Biao's hand without explanation.

Then Zhang Biao was dragged aside to start applying makeup.

Li Yuan Zhao stood aside, holding Zhang Biao's Tang sword. Seeing him leave, he leaned close to Fang Zheng Yi and whispered: "Lao Fang, how about giving me this sword?"

"If Your Highness likes it, just take it." Fang Zheng Yi glanced at the Tang sword and nodded. "However, I still have something to say to Your Highness. Your Highness probably won't be returning to the palace later, right?"

Li Yuan Zhao kept playing with the Tang sword in his hand, happily saying: "Yeah, yeah, I'll go back later... Hey, this sword is really good, sharp enough and the material is very good. This is the first time I've seen such a sword!"

"But... it should be easy to chip with how thin it is."

"Hey? Lao Fang, what do you want to say?" Li Yuan Zhao suddenly came back to his senses.

"About your sanitation team causing trouble in the neighborhood."

"Causing trouble?" Li Yuan Zhao immediately looked puzzled: "Lao Fang, how is that causing trouble! I told them to rectify the sanitation. You know that dirty things can cause illness."

"Many restaurants in the neighborhood use rotten ingredients to cook, it's simply appalling!"

"I don't think there's anything wrong."

Fang Zheng Yi sighed: "Okay, Your Highness is right. How about we go back to the neighborhood this afternoon to see the situation before we talk."

Zhang Biao had finished his makeup, and the wound on his face was covered up.

He was still shirtless, but he had added a red cloak. He walked up to Fang Zheng Yi and said: "Young Master, I'm ready!"

"If you're ready, go out. Go home and rest early afterwards."

Outside Banshan Square, the crowd was surging!

At this time, in addition to the original audience in the stadium, the deafening cheers in the stadium also attracted many off-site spectators, totaling more than 20,000 people.

Led by reporters such as Shen Yi, they guarded the exit, preparing to block Zhang Biao from coming out.

Before long, Zhang Biao slowly emerged from inside, wearing a flamboyant red cloak.

Shen Yi immediately stepped forward, with an assistant beside him holding paper and pen to help record.

Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, Shen Yi instructed the assistant: "Record everything I say later, and rewrite it into a draft when you get back."

"If this is done well, maybe I can get a few big diamonds as a reward!"

The assistant nodded excitedly!

This news is definitely going to be explosive! 20,000 people watching, the Emperor present, defeating the number one warrior of the grasslands. Picking out any one of these is enough to get a reward!

Shen Yi brewed for a moment, muttered a few words, and then opened his mouth and said: "We are now on the outside of the Banshan Stadium, and now the people of the capital and us are waiting for Sang Biao to come out!"

"I am very happy to see our Da Jing win. More than 20,000 live spectators accompanied Sang Biao to the last moment!"

"Now, Sang Biao is coming out..."

"Refund! RNM refund! I bought Sang Biao to lose! ! It must be a fixed match! ! Heishan Chi Lie is so strong, how could he lose? It's a fixed match! Shameless! Refund my ticket money! "

"Heishan Chi Lie! Are you worthy of us! CNM! Pay up! "

"Long live Da Jing! ! ! "

Seeing reporters collecting news on the scene, the crowd immediately became excited and started shouting all sorts of things.

For a time, the scene was chaotic, with everyone saying different things.

Shen Yi immediately felt his head grow a size bigger!

So many people chattering... This was the first time he had experienced it.

Seeing that the crowd was not calming down, Shen Yi shouted on the spot: "Everyone stop shouting! The officers are still here! ! "

The crowd immediately calmed down and looked around in panic....

Fortunately, Zhang Biao also came out at this moment.

His red cloak was unusually flamboyant, and the crowd stirred again.

Shen Yi took the initiative to meet him and said: "Sang Biao! What are your thoughts on winning this game today? What is Chi Lie's strength like...."

Zhang Biao raised his head and was silent for a long time.

"Um... Thanks to His Majesty, thanks to the imperial court, thanks to....."

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

Inside the Banshan Newspaper Office, Fang Zheng Yi and Li Yuan Zhao had returned.

Fang Zheng Yi was leaning back in his chair.

For the past half day, he had been more nervous than anyone else, fearing that Zhang Biao would be killed on the field.

Fortunately, there were no major incidents... This matter can be considered to have passed safely.

Once his spirit relaxed, he immediately felt tired.

However, Li Yuan Zhao still looked full of energy, playing with the Tang sword in his hand, occasionally waving it around.

Seeing that Fang Zheng Yi didn't seem to want to speak.

Li Yuan Zhao took the initiative to open his mouth and said: "Lao Fang, tell me, what's the problem with the sanitation team?"

Hearing this, Fang Zheng Yi took out a stack of paper from the drawer beside him and handed it to Li Yuan Zhao: "Your Highness, take a look."

"These are all the good deeds done by the sanitation team."

"Behind your back, they are forcing the people to rebuild restaurants, extorting money, and creating trouble!"

"The street vendors are also suffering unspeakably from their torment."

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

Li Yuan Zhao frowned and looked through the documents in his hand.

Then he raised his head and asked suspiciously: "This... I know all of this!"