Emperor's Trophy

The soldiers laughed and cheered, whistled, booed, and applauded. A young man stood proudly in the middle of the stage, with his upper body bare and only his trousers. On its back is a red bird with its wings outstretched and piercing through the cloud patterns, with awe-inspiring fighting spirit, its back is glowing, and it wraps around its chest, burning like a flame around its body. Flame-like lotus patterns.

Ji Bingyuan only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and he didn't know where he was anymore. A surge of air filled his chest, and he rushed to the Tianling Gai in his blood vessels, and even the tip of his heart was shaking with anger.

The flames of war were ignited by the fiery red Suzaku on the field, and the atmosphere reached its climax. The blood of the soldiers was racing, and they shouted excitedly: General Yun Shen!must win!Cloud ginseng general!must win!

The young general on the opposite side was also made a little timid by this fiery momentum. Yun Zhen's legs were slightly bent, his shoulders were drooping and his elbows were bent, his chest was clasped and his arms were tightened, and he stepped on his body.

The other party hastily raised his arm to respond reluctantly, obviously a little distracted, Yun Zhen was already fighting, and his usual smiling expression had long been put away, the whole person was ruthless and aggressive, and when he came up and kicked and hooked, his arm instantly trembled. With force, he flipped his whole body up and fell to the ground, the first time he fell!What a great start!

Amidst the roaring shouts, the school guard in charge of the judgment raised high the red flag representing Zuoying.

The rule of wrestling is that either side falls to the ground on the back and wins a round, and after three falls, the opponent is judged to win.The two separated and faced each other, preparing for the second round.

The young man on the opposite side looked at him with constricted pupils, his face was livid, the muscles of his cheeks trembled, his chest heaved and he was panting violently.

Yun Zhen stared at him closely, knowing that he was panicking.

As long as he panics, he has a chance.

The referee gave a loud yell to signal the start, this time the opponent started to rush towards him, he bent his knees and lowered his shoulders, dodged like a dragon, followed the momentum of the opponent, calmly stretched his legs and hooked him Down.

The other party's calculations were solid, and when the hook was made, it was only a slight sway, but it was just this moment of loss of balance, Yun Zhen already gave a loud shout, and threw out both fists, rushing straight towards the opponent's shoulders !

The young man had no time to dodge, so he could only resist with heavy shoulders.

boom!

The heavy momentum made the young man take three steps back!The young man's breath was unstable, he never expected that the young man in front of him could exert such a heavy force!He tried his best to stabilize his body, but it was too late!

Yun Zhen jumped up again, without any scruples about the steady posture of the wrestling, but rose up long, and kicked the opponent again with his flying feet!

boom!The young man was kicked hard by his feet again!

This is a very heavy force, and this time the youth could no longer sustain it.boom!The heavy body hit the ground hard, and then curled up in pain.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the applause from the Red Camp was like a tide: "General Yun! Definitely win! General Yun! Definitely win!"

This is the second fall.

The other party stood up, trembling, panting heavily, flushed from head to neck, with blue veins on his forehead, and rushed towards him shouting.

He's totally messed up.

Amidst the shouts and ridicules of the audience, and the unstoppable momentum of the other party, he was already in a daze. Originally, he wanted to humiliate this gentle and beautiful Yunhou Ye, so that he would be humiliated. Face, I didn't expect that I was so humiliatingly defeated by the opponent!

Everyone knows that wrestling cannot be chaotic, and if there is a chaos, you will lose.

The third fall came very quickly, and the young man had an extremely ugly fall, directly gnawing on the ground.

The cheers sounded louder than every previous game, overwhelming and thunderous.

The opponents parted, were lifted up, and then bowed to the head of the emperor to show his gratitude and exit.

"reward."

Ji Bingyuan's voice was quiet, as cold and dignified as ever.

But he knew that his fingertips were still trembling with anger in the sleeves of his wide black robe.

This is him, moving the atmosphere.

This suffocation can't come out yet, it can only be bumped in the liver, lungs, gallbladder and stomach.

He was so angry that his temples throbbed faintly.

But he is a sage, and his clear sense tells him that he can't take the face of the auspicious son who just won.

What's more, a clear voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: who are you, can you control him?

This anger is a bit inexplicable - who is he, who can control whether others get tattoos or not?

Even if he is the emperor, he doesn't care if the common people want to eat dry food today and get tattoos tomorrow.

The holy king ruled from the bow, regardless of business.

He became more and more aggrieved with the sulking anger of his determination to be a Mingjun, and was a little disheartened for a while, but his expression still refused to show any traces.

Yun Zhen, who walked off the wrestling ring, was embraced and cheered by his teammates amidst the overwhelming cheers. He could only glance at the majestic and graceful emperor uncle on the high platform, and thought proudly, the emperor must Be happy!He won!

The autumn parade at the Xishan Camp ended with Jingzhao Yin Wenqiu Shi and several Hanlin soldiers chanting hymns for the autumn parade. In the end, the emperor rewarded all the soldiers and passed on a decree to encourage them.

Except for the emperor, everyone was beaming and very happy. Of course, although You Daying lost, he didn't feel very ashamed. After all, the emperor rewarded every general who participated in the martial arts performance generously.

Xishan Palace.

Ding Dai was standing on the porch, and all the servants who came in and out shrank their necks, keeping silent like cicadas, coming in and out quietly.

Except for the chirping of distant birds, the whole palace was so quiet and solemn that the air seemed to be stagnant.

Until the little servant from outside trotted in to lead in a young general, his body was still full of armor, his eyes were as bright as stars, his figure was tall and straight, full of heroism, but he walked very briskly, and he was in a good mood.It was Yun Zhen who just received the reward again, listened to the lecture, finished the evening exercises, happily asked for leave, and came to the Xishan Palace to meet the emperor.

When he came in, he saw Ding Dai raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Hello, Grandpa Ding! Long time no see! Did you use the wine that I entrusted to you last time? If it is good, I will send you two more jugs."

Seeing the young master who caused trouble, Ding Dai's mouth was full of bitterness, and he dared not answer, he just said: "Master Hou, wait a moment, the young one will go in and report to the emperor."

Yun Zhen was elated: "Okay."

He walked into the inner room with his hands down. Ji Bingyuan was sitting in front of a few desks and critiquing papers with downcast eyes. Ding Dai said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Marquis Zhaoxin is here."

Ji Bingyuan's face was covered with a layer of frost, her heart was filled with anger, and her words were concise: "Broadcast."

Yun Zhen came in with a smile on his face and saluted him, before he could wait to shout, he approached Ji Bingyuan impatiently: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! How am I doing well today? Is there a reward?"

Ji Bingyuan said: "Isn't it a reward?" His voice was much lower than before, each word seemed to be spitting out hailstones.

But Yun Zhen didn't notice it, and just said: "The rewards are the same as others', I want to be alone! And tomorrow is my birthday, I know the emperor must come to celebrate my birthday, you just say the same, I am here today Isn't it worth more birthday rewards for playing so well?"

He smiled triumphantly and proudly, shaking his head like a child eager to ask for credit: "And my Suzaku! Did you see it, Your Majesty? Looks good! I'm the biggest hit today!"

Ding Dai was about to vomit blood, so he lowered his head deeply.

Ji Bingyuan took a deep breath, silently thinking that a gentleman is not a weapon, and endured until the veins on his forehead bulged: "Where did you stab it? Are you afraid of pain?"

Yun Zhen laughed loudly: "That's a painting hahahaha! I haven't washed it yet, so I need to use oil to wash it off. I left it for you to see. Do you want to take a closer look? Today you Can’t you see it clearly on the high platform! I’ll show you.” He began to undo his robe and said complacently, “This is the best pen maker in Jinti Club. He has been drawing for me all day. There is no other such good trick in the whole capital."

He didn't notice that after he finished saying "that's a painting", the atmosphere in the whole hall suddenly relaxed.

Ding Dai came up with a smile on his face and continued to untie the Jiawei: "Is this move of Lord Hou specially used to deter opponents?"

Yun Zhen tore off his jacket a few times, revealing the brilliant pattern, as if the hall suddenly lit up, the setting sun slanted into the window lattice from the outside, and the whole room was filled with orange glow.The young man's years of training in the army gave him a back with broad shoulders and a strong waist, covering his shoulder blades with thin muscles. Suzaku spread its wings, as if it was flying straight up in the fire.

It's beautiful, the young man is transforming into a young man, with a ostentatious smile on his side face, and the glowing moiré and flame patterns make his face look romantic, adding a bit of beauty to his eyebrows.

No wonder the soldiers below all cheered like crazy today.

This careless...

Ji Bingyuan's eyes fell on that shoulder, and he exhaled long and slowly. The suffocation that had been held for an entire afternoon finally shattered and dissipated like air bubbles on boiling tea: "Okay, look, the bigger you are, the more unruly you become." , go down and wash it off first, come back to have dinner - Ding Dai prepares oil for him, finds a few servants, so that he can scrub it off for him."

Yun Zhen turned his head and still had a smile on his face: "Oh, it's so beautiful, I really want to stay a few more days, if the emperor also thinks it looks good, why don't I really go stab it?"

"No," Ji Bingyuan's voice was a little tense: "Your body, hair and skin, should be taken care of by your parents, so don't take lightly."

Yun Zhen was startled, and suddenly remembered the nonsensical rumors, but it was only a flash, he put on his robe and said: "Many people in the army have been stabbed, and Lao Lantou and the others also said before, make a mark, in case It's easy to recognize something on the battlefield..."

Ji Bingyuan suddenly got angry: "What nonsense! Tomorrow is your birthday! If you don't have any taboos, let's see how I punish you!"

Seeing that Ji Bingyuan was angry, Yun Zhen hurriedly stepped forward and said, "It's my fault that I'm used to such a grinning mouth. It's all my fault. Your Majesty, don't blame me for having no rules. I'll just wash it off and promise to obey the order." He flattered Ji Bingyuan He smiled and ran away in a hurry.

Ji Bingyuan sat there, motionless, watching the light of the setting sun gradually weaken, and the room gradually darkened.

The waiters came over to light the lamps, and the meal was being set in the side ear room, and there was a slight sound of dishes clashing.

The aroma of soup is warm and ironing.

The emperor, who had been so angry since lunch that he hadn't eaten anything, felt his stomach, which had been tense all the time, slowly relax, and began to be faithfully hungry.

He finally stretched out his hand to press the center of his brow slightly, and then sighed long and unnoticed.