Hu Hai's face darkened, and he was about to take advantage of the situation and scolded Zhao Cheng.

Below the observation platform, a middle-aged man wearing a censor's robe took a step forward, bowed and said, "Mr. Zhao Cheng once thought that he could be brave. I congratulate the emperor on having such a brave general. Your Majesty is very lucky, and the Qin Dynasty is very lucky!"

After the middle-aged censor said this, he looked up at Hu Hai.

The pale face and the thin and square face are raised in cheekbones. The protruding eyebrow bones make the person's eyes sink deep, making the surroundings look like a basin.

"Qugong." Hu Hai's name popped up in his mind.

If Yan Le is a vicious dog that bites people under Zhao Gao's men, then this Qugong is a poisonous snake that is silent. They are both literary and military, and they are Zhao Gao's right-hand man.

Anyone with discerning eyes knows that Zhao Cheng's words just now are taboos. To put it in a small way, they will be disqualified and punished more than a hundred times. To put it in a big way, they can confiscate the family and destroy the clan without leaving any grass.

But the light words of the Qugong came forward to actually described Zhao Cheng's provocation as a blessing for the Emperor II of the Qin Dynasty. He really was the tongue of a civil debater, and he had to argue three points even if he ignored it.

"Cough cough!" The exaggerated cough sounded on the observation stage.

"Your Majesty, the villain saw that Wen Youqugong is smart and wise, and Wu You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You You Are Resolute and Decisive. I, Da Qin, should be fine! If the two masters are willing to send troops to fight against the bandits in Chen County, the villain believes that they can appease the people and quell the rebellion." This voice was neither yin nor yang, and it seemed to be praising the two, but the tone was a bit inconsistent. Until these words were finished, many ministers did not see the person speaking on the stage.

It was just because the person who spoke was too small, and it was the one who was less than three feet tall.

Hu Hai's gloomy face calmed down slightly, and he scolded coldly: "A actor clown, talking nonsense about military and national affairs, do you know--"

The word "fart" was swallowed by Hu Hai. After all, his identity was not a small teacher in modern times, but an emperor of the entire Qin Dynasty. He should pay attention to his image and not scold people, as it is not good to scold people.

Youzhan stepped forward, patted her face with a pair of fleshy little hands, and said, "The villain is just a lowly actor. He doesn't know any of his nonsense. He doesn't know anyone. Please ask the emperor to punish him."

"Hmph, I miss you to bring me more happiness than troubles, and forgive you for being innocent." During the conversation between Hu Hai and Youzhan, the emperor and his ministers, compared Qu Gong and Zhao Cheng to "fart".

Many civil officials in the audience heard the implicit meaning, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare. The second generation emperor changed a lot recently, making the ministers unable to figure it out. They could only pretend to be serious, but looked at Qu Gong and Zhao Cheng from time to time.

"The martial arts competition is not bad. I want to see today whether it is the Yangtze River's backward wave pushing the front wave or the Lu Ban's big axe!" Hu Hai turned around and sat on the prepared dragon throne.

Seeing that the emperor was ready, the official of the ritual immediately announced loudly that the two could start the competition, and those who gave up or were shot down were deprived of the qualification to be the CSKA Mansion Order.

The announcement began, and the two generals who participated in the competition immediately cheered up.

Li Xin held the red tassel in his hand tightly, and his old eyes flashed with light, and he did not look old at all.

Zhao Cheng had achieved his wish, shook the poisonous long sword in his hand, and looked at Li Xin with malicious intentions.

The two of them are two camps. Now that they can compete on the battlefield and have the intention of killing one side, they are naturally not polite.

The two of them slapped their horses almost at the same time, Li Xin raised his gun, Zhao Chengwu Ge rushed towards him.

"When" was met, Li Xin's spear tip accurately clicked on the long spear tip that Zhao Cheng stabbed over.

The two of them were in a row, and Zhao Cheng lay back, pressed against the horse's back, and drew an arc in his hand, directly at the tender flesh between Li Xin's neck.

Li Xin had expected that his body was also leaning back, and the long spike swept across the tip of his nose, and a gust of fishy wind floated out of Ge's head, and the stimulating Li Xin almost sneezes out.

The two horses were in a row, and Li Xin turned around and looked at Zhao Cheng with an angry look on his face.

He is also a general in front of the battle. Although he doesn't know much about the trajectory of the world, no matter who has a little common sense, he knows that the disgusting storm on the long spear is highly toxic.

At this moment, the two were fighting on the parade ground, and they were a distance from the fences and the observation platform in all directions. Zhao Cheng was confident that he would not be heard by the people around him, and said with a grim smile: "Old man Li Xin, I will send you back to the west today."

As he said that, Changge stabbed Li Xin again without hesitation.

Li Xin snorted coldly and did not speak up. Although he was skillful in shooting skills, he did not dare to be careless when facing Zhao Cheng's weapons that had been exposed to something poisonous.

The two men fought each other with guns and swords, and more than a dozen rounds passed in a blink of an eye.

"Li Xin is worthy of being an old general who once followed Emperor First Emperor to destroy the six kingdoms. Just by looking at the shooting skills, you will know that others are still old." Several veterans who cleaned the parade ground hid in the corner while watching the fun while commenting.

"'A man is old and his gun is not old' is so interesting. I don't know which gun the old general is old..." A slightly younger soldier smiled obscenely.

"Ha, I see the old man's fierce look. All guns are straight. If they are not old, they will definitely not grow old." Several military men whispered a dirty joke while watching the two of them fighting in the field.

"Wu Laosi, your father has followed the veteran General Li Xin. Please speak cleanly." The veteran who once followed Li Xin saw that the young soldier disrespected Li Xin, said coldly.

"Hmph, proud! My father has followed him, but it doesn't mean he is powerful. I, Wu Laosi, just don't have the chance to perform, otherwise I would not have been replaced halfway with the handsome guy like him." The young soldier roared with a pair of bull eyes and tigers.

His voice did not control the volume, which attracted the soldiers around him to notice him. But he didn't care. He held the long knife around his waist with his hand and looked at the eyes provocatively.

Suddenly, several people around who had suffered from Wu Laosi bowed their heads and did not dare to look at him.

"See it!" Wu Laosi stretched his eyes wide. He learned kung fu with the sword masters in the world in his early years. His sword skills were quite excellent, and almost no one in the army could defeat him.

Just as several people were arguing, Li Xin and Zhao Cheng fought against each other.

Li Xin was avoided by Zhao Cheng, but Zhao Cheng's long Ge stabbed hard, but Li Xin let the head over Ge and reached out to hold Chang Ge's white wax pole.

Having grabbed the white wax pole, Li Xin knew that he would never let go, otherwise Zhao Cheng would give him some help, and his poisonous long spear would probably kill him.

Thinking of this, Li Xin threw away his spear, held Zhao Cheng's long spear with both hands, and shouted: "Come here for me."

Originally, he wanted to use his strength to bring Zhao Cheng over, but he didn't expect that Zhao Cheng was also competing and shouted: "Let go for me."

The two people used force at the same time. As the two huge forces interacted, the two horses could not bear the control. They took a few steps and fell to the ground at the same time.

Li Xin and Zhao Cheng both let go. As the two horses fell, they rose up and landed in the middle of the parade ground. They both pulled one end of the long spear and refused to let go.

"Come here!"

"You let go!"

The two men from military generals had hundreds of kilograms of hands, and there were no 1,000 kilograms of force. Although the white wax rod was very flexible and hard, it gradually became less powerful under the strength of these two people, and even made a burst of crackling sounds.

When Zhao Cheng and Li Xin realized the state of the white wax pole, it was too late to stop. With a "click", a hard white wax pole was actually broken by the two of them.

Just as the white wax pole broke, Li Xin copied it with one hand and the white wax pole with a long spear head appeared in his hand.

Zhao Cheng held the bare white wax pole and stared at the long spear head in Li Xin's hand, and a sense of crisis spread in his heart.
Chapter completed!