Chapter 272 Admission (please ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket at the beginning of the month)
Dalang is out of seclusion!
The news was like a whirlwind, sweeping through the entire Zhao family. The female family members, who had been worried for many days, rushed over in joy.
Zhao Duan didn't mention anything about what he gained from seclusion, and only mentioned the words "made some progress".
Eugene and his daughter did not understand spiritual practice and did not study it deeply. After a quick meal, the family got into the carriage and headed straight for the "fight".
"Auntie, I've missed the excitement these days. Please tell me about the current situation."
The wheels rolled over the wet streets, rolling up fallen leaves.
Zhao Duan rode with his mother and daughter, feeling the cold and wet blowing in through the gap in the curtain, and asked with a smile.
Although the mother and daughter did not go to see it with their own eyes, they heard a lot of news and immediately chatted and shared it with him.
It's nothing more than how grand the scene is, how many big shots, high-ranking officials and dignitaries are observing, as well as all the mysteries of "fighting between gods", and messy gossip.
Zhao Duan listened with a smile and did not mind being verbose.
Fighting is not just about fighting, it is also a stage where the two factions take the opportunity to show their true heritage to the world.
Therefore, on the first day, the focus is on showing off muscles.
For example, the alchemist from Tianshi Mansion made a furnace of pills in front of everyone, or the mage from Shenlong Temple chanted sutras and displayed visions, etc. You performed in a fancy way.
On the second day, there was fighting, but it was also "turn-based".
One side raises the question and the other side breaks it, making it obscure and difficult to understand.
Today, the third day, is the real fight and the biggest highlight.
Each side sends a warlock who meets the requirements to fight, and the outcome will be determined in one battle.
In other words, the first two days are equivalent to "exhibition matches", and the last day is the real battle.
Zhao Duan also learned about the young monk "Tianhai" sent by Shenlong Temple from his stepmother.
"I heard that the little monk has a vertical eye between his eyebrows, which is really scary."
Eugene looked scared and excited as he shared the information he had.
The young girl Zhao Pan hummed and said: "You've never seen me, mother, how do you know she's scary?"
Eugene Flowers was a dignified matron at home, but at this moment she was very arrogant and quarreled with her daughter: "It's so weird, don't you know it when you think about it? If you don't believe it, wait and see for yourself."
Zhao Pan rolled his eyes and glanced pitifully at his eldest brother with his autumn-like eyes: "I am not afraid as long as eldest brother is by my side."
Eugene Hua was inexplicably disgusted and retorted: "Brother You is indeed very powerful, but he is just a mortal, and the monk is a divine seal, which is far behind."
Zhao Pan said quietly: "Mom, you were not like this before."
"..."
Zhao Duan had a headache due to the noise. He raised his hand to open the curtains and let the cold wind flow in. He squinted and saw the bustling flow of people in the distance.
…
The venue for the fight is in an open space outside the Tianshi Mansion.
When the Zhao family arrived by car, they could hear the noise in the distance, as well as the huge sea of people ahead and the moving heads.
There are also oil-paper umbrellas opened in the crowd, almost connected together.
There are thousands of people in this corner alone. You can imagine the horrifying number of people gathered around the entire fighting venue.
The three of them opened 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 curtains showed an empty arena.
It seems that the battle of wits has not yet begun.
And the person who was broadcasting it...Zhao Duan's mouth twitched slightly.
"Hey...you are such an old man," the old steward driving the car said in shock and with a headache, "We can't get in."
Zhao Duan casually pointed to a passage in the distance that was separately opened by the imperial army:
"Leave someone to look after the car, we'll go in from there."
Waiting for Zhao Duan to lead his family to the "VIP channel".
Before showing his badge, the guard's eyes lit up and he made a "please" gesture with a smile:
"General Zhao, come here!"
"Do you recognize me?" Zhao Duan glanced at this strange pawn in surprise.
The latter said respectfully:
"In my humble position, I have the honor to see the general's true appearance."
That's it...Zhao Duan patted the young soldier on the shoulder without any psychological burden, and said something strangely: "Young comrade is not bad, do a good job."
Then he took a step and walked along the passage where the spears were intertwined.
Doubt slowly appeared on the young soldier's excited face.
I didn’t understand a bit, but then I glanced at my shoulders nonchalantly and thought:
I have to frame this dress when I get home. From now on, when I meet anyone, I will tell everyone that this was taken by Mr. Zhao.
…
"Da Lang is so awesome, he came in without even using his belt."
In order to watch the fun, the stepmother hurriedly dressed up like a lady, smiling like a flower.
At home, she heard time and again that her stepson was in a good position and was in the officialdom like a fish in water.
But hearing is false and seeing is belief. No matter how powerful the rumors are, they are not as real as this little scene just now.
Zhao Pan also looked at him with admiration.
"Didn't you say that there is a special area in front of you that is prepared for the female dependents of dignitaries? I will find someone to take you there later."
Zhao Duan said with a smile.
With his current status, since he is here, he will definitely sit at the same table with the powerful officials of the court.
While talking, the group reached the end of the passage and suddenly became enlightened.
Looking up, there is a huge circular arena in the front and center.
Several temporary stands were built around the arena. The three most conspicuous ones belonged to the Buddhist and Taoist families and the Dayu court respectively.
On one side of the imperial court, the royal family, nobles, civil servants and generals were in order.
"Master Zhao? Are you here?" As soon as he stepped in, an official nearby recognized him. They were surprised at first, and then flattered him.
Zhao Duan nodded lightly and ordered someone to take Eugene Hua and his daughter to sit where the ladies were.
He turned around and walked towards the table of powerful officials.
…
The stands for the courtiers of Dayu were made up of tables and chairs.
There are also delicacies and fruits on the table, and there is a dedicated person to serve them.
A number of distinguished dignitaries gathered together and were chatting with each other.
Zhao Duan glanced at a crowd of acquaintances and caught them:
In the crowd of civil servants, Yuan Li, the imperial censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, stood out in a green suit. A slight smile appeared on his handsome and weathered face, and he was tilting his head to meet the man next to him. The Minister of Rites had a great conversation with him.
On one side of the military general, Xue Shence, the "Great Yu Divine General" with an upright posture and good appearance, was sitting upright and unsmiling. He was sitting upright, motionless in all directions, and no strangers were allowed to enter.
Beside him were several high-ranking military officials, including Governor Ma Yan.
Among the civil servants and generals, the most distinguished position was held by Mo Zhaorong, who came on behalf of the empress. She was dressed in a female official's robe, ironed and fitted, and her eyebrow makeup was more exquisite than before.
Beside Mochou, there were two other acquaintances, one of whom was the daughter of the King of Huai'an whom she had met once, and the princess Xu Junling, who had recently become a man of the hour in the capital.
The other one was surprisingly the No. 1 worshiper of Ouchi in a python robe, Eunuch Hai who had accompanied three generations of emperors.
At this moment, as Zhao Duan approached, a group of high-ranking officials and officials in the stands also noticed him one after another, showing surprised expressions.
Some people even stood up to show respect:
"Master Zhao?"
"Your Majesty, I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Zhao Qianshi? Haha, you're here, I thought you were going to miss this fun."
The senior officials in the capital who were originally chatting in pairs turned their attention to Zhao and started chatting with smiles.
In the distance, the people who saw this scene were greatly surprised and talked about it:
"What big shot is here again? He's so impressive."
"It's too far away, so I can't see clearly. It might be some powerful young man."
"Bah, who among those in the stands is not a powerful person? Who else can be so awe-inspiring?"
…
Inside the stands.
The little princess with sweet appearance and smooth skin also looked sideways, surprised by this guy's importance in the official circles of the capital.
"I heard that Mr. Zhao is not very popular, but when I met him today, I realized that the rumors were not true." Xu Junling sighed softly.
Da Bingtuozi Mochou turned to look at her, his eyes full 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 offend him openly.
She always felt that your majesty's cousin looked like a sweet girl from the south, but she was actually very mean-spirited.
What he said was also strange. After thinking about it, he said meaningfully: "In my opinion, the princess and Mr. Zhao also have similarities."
"Oh? Is it beauty?" Xu Junling looked innocent.
No...it's not a good thing...Mo Chou secretly cursed.
beside.
Zhao Duan laughed and chatted with the ministers for a moment. He casually said, "I have been in seclusion for the past few days and ignored foreign affairs." Then he explained his absence from the public for several days.
Then he raised his hand to Ma Yan and said: "Duke Gong, I didn't have time to report to you face to face what happened before..."
What he was referring to was deploying troops to capture Chai Keqiao.
Ma Yan sat in the stands and waved his hand to indicate that the matter was over. His slightly gray eyes stared at him:
"Come out so soon?"
Zhao Duan smiled: "It's hard to miss such a big event."
Ma Yan looked at him again, nodded, and said nothing.
Zhao Duan asked casually: "Your Majesty won't come today?"
Ma Yan said calmly:
"Your Majesty is just not here, but it doesn't mean that you are not watching here. The troubles here cannot be hidden from His Majesty's eyes."
The implication:
Although the Empress is not here, she is watching the fight from a distance.
Zhang Tianshi and Abbot Xuanyin must be like this too.
He added: "As for Grand Master Dong, Li Xiangguo and others, they are either old and unable to bear the fatigue, or they are busy with official duties, so they just sent people over to make up the numbers."
Zhao Duan nodded. He had just seen that behind the stands, there were Li Yinglong, the "little pavilion elder" who represented Li Yanfu, and Dong Da, the grandson of the Grand Master and an old acquaintance.
The former had an expressionless face and pretended not to see him, while the latter cupped her hands towards him and did not come closer.
"Go and sit in the middle so you can see more clearly." Ma Yan said suddenly.
Zhao Duan nodded, walked through the seats, and arrived at the center of the stand.
He first smiled at Mochou, who then looked 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 teased by words in the past few days.
Tsk tsk... You are thicker-skinned than you thought. I will let you break your defense when I have time... Zhao Duan muttered to himself.
Taking the last step, he walked to the old eunuch in python robe, picked up a chair and sat down.
——Strictly speaking, with his fourth-grade official position, he is not worthy of being here.
But no one spoke up, so Quan took it as acquiescence.
"Father, I'm here." Zhao Duan sat in the chair and said softly.
The old eunuch in the python robe came over without showing any obvious expression. At this moment, his eyes were also looking at the arena in front of him. He did not look at him and just said lightly:
"You came here on time?"
Zhao Duan smiled, looked at the arena ahead, and said: "We crossed the threshold the night before yesterday, but we consolidated and settled for another day."
The corner of the old eunuch's mouth slowly raised into a smile, and he only uttered two words:
"good."
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