Chapter 272 Admission
Chapter 272 Admission (ask for guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)
Dalang is out!
This news was like a whirlwind, sweeping through the entire Zhao family, and the female members who had been worried for many days ran towards him in joy.
Zhao Duan said nothing about what he gained from his retreat, only saying "I have made some progress".
Eugene Hua and her daughter did not understand cultivation, and did not delve into it. After a quick meal, the family got into the carriage and headed straight to the place where the "battle" was taking place.
"Auntie, I missed the fun these days. Tell me about your current situation."
The wheels rolled over the wet street, rolling up fallen leaves.
Zhao Duan was riding with the mother and daughter. He felt the damp and cold air blowing in through the gap in the curtain and asked with a smile.
Although the mother and daughter did not see it with their own eyes, they heard a lot of news and immediately shared it with him chatteringly.
It's nothing more than how grand the ceremony is, how many important figures there are, how many high-ranking officials and nobles are watching, as well as the various mysteries of the "battle of gods", and all kinds of messy gossip.
Zhao Duan listened with a smile, not minding the nagging.
A duel of magic is not just about fighting, it is also a chance for both factions to show their strengths to the world.
Therefore, on the first day, the focus is on showing off muscles.
For example, the alchemist in the Tianshi Mansion refines a furnace of elixirs in public, the monk in the Shenlong Temple chants scriptures and shows strange visions, and so on. Your performance is flashy.
The fight only started on the second day, but it was also a "round-based" one.
One party sets the question and the other party solves it, which is obscure and difficult to understand.
Today, the third day, is the real fight and the biggest highlight.
Each side sends out a warlock who meets the requirements to fight, and the winner is decided by one battle.
In other words, the first two days are equivalent to a "show match", and the last day is the real battle.
Zhao Duan also learned from his stepmother the information about the young monk "Tianhai" sent by Shenlong Temple.
"I heard that the little monk has a vertical eye between his eyebrows, which is quite scary."
Eugene Hua looked scared yet excited as she shared the information she had.
The young girl Zhao Pan snorted:
"Mom, you haven't seen it, how do you know it's scary?"
Eugene was a dignified mistress at home, but now she was in high spirits and quarreled with her daughter:
"It's so strange, just think about it, won't you know? If you don't believe me, wait and see for yourself."
Zhao Pan rolled his eyes, and glanced pitifully at his elder brother with his autumn-water eyes:
"As long as I have my big brother by my side, I won't be afraid."
Eugene Hua felt inexplicably jealous and retorted:
"Your elder brother is certainly very powerful, but he is only a mortal. That monk is a god, so there is a gap between us."
Zhao Pan said faintly:
"Mom, you weren't like this before."
"..."
Zhao Duan was given a headache. He raised his hand to open the curtains, letting the cold wind blow in. He squinted his eyes and saw the bustling crowd in the distance.
……
The place for the fight is on an open space outside the Tianshi Mansion.
When the Zhao family arrived by car, they could hear noisy sounds from afar, as well as a long sea of people and moving heads in front of them.
There were also oil-paper umbrellas opened in the crowd, almost forming a single piece.
There are thousands of people in this corner alone. One can imagine how terrifying the number of people gathered around the entire fighting venue is.
The three of them lifted the curtain of the carriage and were surprised to see several "giant paintings" hanging high in the sky at the end of the crowd.
In Zhao Duan’s eyes, it was a magical light curtain similar to a “big screen”.
At this moment, all the light screens showed an empty arena.
It seems that the fight has not yet begun.
And it’s being broadcasted... The corners of Zhao Duan’s mouth twitched slightly.
"Wow... so many old people," the old butler driving the car was horrified and said with a headache, "We can't get in."
Zhao Duan casually pointed to a passage in the distance that was opened up by the Imperial Guards:
"Leave someone to watch the car, we'll go in from there."
Wait until Zhao Duan leads his family to the "VIP channel".
Before he could show his badge, the guard's eyes lit up, and he smiled and made a "please" gesture:
"General Zhao, this way!"
"Do you recognize me?" Zhao Duan looked at the strange soldier in surprise.
The latter said respectfully:
"I have the honor of seeing the general's true appearance."
So... Zhao Duan patted the young soldier's shoulder without any psychological burden, and said something strange:
"Good young comrade, do a good job."
Then he took a step and walked along the passage where the spears crisscrossed.
Doubt slowly emerged on the excited face of the young soldier.
I didn't quite understand what he said, but then I glanced at his shoulder and thought:
I have to frame this dress when I get home, and tell everyone I meet that it was taken by "Lord Zhao".
……
"Da Lang is really amazing. He came in without even using a badge."
In order to watch the fun, the stepmother hurriedly dressed up as a lady and smiled like a flower.
At home, she heard again and again that her stepson had a high status and was doing well in official circles.
But what you hear is not as true as what you see. No matter how strong the rumor is, it is not as real as this little scene just now.
Zhao Pan also looked at him with admiration.
"Isn't there a special area in front for the wives of dignitaries? I'll find someone to take you there later."
Zhao Duan said with a smile.
Given his current status, since he is present, he must sit at the same table with the powerful officials of the court.
As they were talking, the group arrived at the end of the passage and suddenly saw the light.
Looking up, there is a huge round arena in the center.
Several temporary stands were built around the arena. The three most conspicuous ones belonged to Buddhism, Taoism, and the Dayu court respectively.
On the court side, royal nobles, civil officials and military generals were all in order.
"Sir Zhao? You're here?" As soon as he stepped in, the officials nearby immediately recognized him. They were surprised at first, and then they flattered him.
Zhao Duan nodded slightly and ordered someone to take Eugene Hua and her daughter to the seat for the noble ladies.
He turned around and walked towards the table of the powerful official.
……
The grandstand for the courtiers of Dayu was made up of tables and chairs.
There were also delicious fruits and delicacies on the table, and there were special people serving.
A number of distinguished figures gathered together and chatted with each other.
Zhao Duan glanced around and spotted a group of familiar faces:
Among the crowd of civil officials, Yuan Li, the Imperial Censor of the Censorate, stood out in a blue robe, with a faint smile on his handsome and weathered face. He was turning his head to have a pleasant conversation with the Minister of Rites beside him.
On the side of the generals, the "Great Yu Divine General" Xue Shence, who was serious, sat upright and had a handsome appearance, and did not move in any direction. No strangers were allowed to enter.
Beside him were several high-ranking military officials, including Governor Ma Yan.
Among the civil and military officials, the most honorable position belonged to Mo Zhaorong, who came on behalf of the empress. Her female official robe was ironed neatly, and the plum blossom makeup on her forehead was more exquisite than usual.
Beside Mochou, there were two other familiar faces. One of them was the daughter of Prince Huai'an, whom she had met once before, and a prominent figure in the capital recently, Princess Xu Junling.
The other one was the eunuch Hai, the first minister of the palace, who was dressed in a dragon robe and had accompanied three generations of emperors.
At this moment, as Zhao Duan approached, a number of high-ranking officials in the stands also noticed him one after another and showed surprised expressions.
Some even stood up to show respect:
"Master Zhao?"
"My Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Zhao Chenshi? Haha, you're finally here. I thought you were going to miss this excitement."
The high-ranking officials in the capital who were originally chatting in groups of two or three turned their eyes to Zhao and started chatting with him with a smile.
In the distance, the people who saw this scene were greatly surprised and talked about it:
"What important person has come again? He is so impressive and impressive."
"It's too far away to see clearly. Maybe it's some rich and powerful young man."
"Pah, who among those people in the stands isn't a powerful figure? How can they be so respectful to a young master?"
……
Inside the stands.
The sweet-looking and smooth-skinned little princess also glanced sideways, surprised at the weight of this guy in the officialdom of the capital.
"I heard that Lord Zhao is not popular, but after meeting him today, I realized that the rumors are not entirely true." Xu Junling sighed softly.
Mochou, the big ice cube, turned his head and looked at her, his eyes full of an expression of "Are you serious?"
Those who clearly had a bad relationship with him were all brought down by him, and the rest did not dare to provoke him openly.
She always felt that His Majesty's cousin looked like a sweet southern girl, but was actually full of ulterior motives.
The words he said were also sarcastic. After thinking for a while, he said meaningfully:
"In my opinion, the princess and Mr. Zhao also have similarities."
"Oh? Is it beauty?" Xu Junling looked innocent.
No... they are not good people at all... Mo Chou secretly complained.
next to.
Zhao Duan laughed loudly and exchanged greetings with a group of ministers for a while. He casually said, "I have been in seclusion in recent days and not involved in external affairs," and explained away his absence for several days.
Then he bowed to Ma Yan:
"Master Du, I didn't have time to report to you in person about what happened before..."
What he meant was to dispatch troops to capture Chai Keqiao.
Ma Yan sat upright in the stands and waved his hand, indicating that the matter was over. His slightly dim eyes stared at him:
"Coming out so soon?"
Zhao Duan smiled and said, "It's not a good idea to miss such a big event."
Ma Yan looked at him again, nodded, and said nothing.
Zhao Duan asked casually, "Your Majesty is not coming today?"
Ma Yan said calmly:
"Your Majesty is not here, but that doesn't mean he is not watching here. Even the slightest movement here cannot be hidden from His Majesty's eyes."
Implication:
Although the empress was not there, she was watching the fight from a distance.
Zhang Tianshi and Abbot Xuanyin must be the same.
He added: "As for Grand Tutor Dong, Prime Minister Li and others, they are either too old to bear the fatigue, or they are busy with official duties, so they just sent people to make up the numbers."
Zhao Duan nodded. He just saw that behind the stands there was the "Little Minister" Li Yinglong representing Li Yanfu, and the grandson of the Grand Tutor and old acquaintance Dong Da.
The former had a blank expression on his face and pretended not to see him, while the latter bowed to him but did not come closer.
"You should sit in the middle so you can see more clearly." Ma Yan suddenly said.
Zhao Duan nodded, walked through the seats and arrived at the center of the stands.
He first smiled at Mochou, who turned away with a stern face and ignored him.
"Princess, we meet again." Zhao Duan looked at Xu Junling again.
Xu Junling smiled back, as if she was not the one who was being teased a few days ago.
Tsk tsk... You're thicker-skinned than I thought. I'll let you down when I have time... Zhao Duan muttered in his heart.
Finally, he walked to the old eunuch in the dragon robe, picked up a chair and sat down.
——Strictly speaking, with his fourth-rank official position, he is not qualified to be here.
But no one said anything, so we just took it as a tacit agreement.
"Father-in-law, I'm here." Zhao Duan said softly, sitting in the chair.
The old eunuch in the dragon robe did not show any obvious expression when he came over. At this moment, his eyes were also looking at the arena in front of him. He did not look at him, but just said lightly:
"You came here according to the time?"
Zhao Duan smiled, looked towards the arena in front of him, and said:
"I crossed the threshold the night before yesterday, but it took another day to consolidate and settle."
The old eunuch smiled slowly and uttered only two words:
"good."
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