Chapter 229 The battle for the heavenly capital begins! (43 more)
"Duwuwu...duwuwu..."
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Outside Qingyang Hall, in the huge square in front of the stairs, drums suddenly sounded and horns sounded.
At this time, the entire square was surrounded by a large number of imperial guards and golden-clad guards, each holding weapons and standing solemnly.
On the steps leading from the square to the Qingyang Hall, stood all the civil and military ministers of the dynasty, even some retired ministers, and generals with white beards!
Ximen Potian was sitting on the top platform, with his queen and concubines on his left and right, as well as his prince and princess.
Behind him were the palace maids holding parasols, and a large number of golden-clad guards completely sealing off the area.
However, there was a chair placed in front of and to the right of Ximen Potian, and he was sitting on a chair, a man in yellow robe who looked to be no more than fifty years old.
He is Ximen Potian’s father, the Supreme Emperor of Qing Kingdom: Ximen Shang!
Next to Ximen Shang was Eunuch Hai, who had served his father, Emperor Taizong!
Ximen Shang looks like he is only in his fifties, but he is actually nearly eighty years old!
However, cultivators live very long and age very slowly.
"I'll wait and pay homage to His Majesty the Emperor! Pay homage to the Supreme Emperor!"
All the civil and military officials on the steps knelt down and saluted.
"Everyone loves you, please stay safe."
Ximen Potian waved lightly.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Everyone stood up and then turned to look at the large square where the emperor usually inspected.
Ximen Potian glanced around and saw that all the wives and children were here, but Ximen Hao and Ximen Guang were preparing below.
"Father, can we start?" He looked at his father and asked.
Ximen Shang gently lifted his beard and said calmly:
"Potian, my father has retired from the throne, but he is just a martial artist who specializes in cultivation. Today's competition between the two grandsons, my father will not say anything, will not move, and will only watch."
Ximen Potian quickly raised his hand in response, and then gave Wu Sheng a wink.
Wu Sheng was dragging a tray in his hand at this time, with two pieces of paper on it and a golden Tiandu Ling.
"Password, His Majesty's oral decree: Today is the day to fight for the order of the Heavenly Capital. The eldest prince Ximen Hao! The second prince Ximen Guang! The one who wins the order will be crowned prince! The competition is divided into civil and martial arts, and martial arts are extremely dangerous! Today,
I also invite two princes to sign a certificate of life and death! After the competition begins, life and death will be determined by fate and wealth! Announcement! The two princes come forward..."
"Dong dong dong..."
Following the drumbeat, Ximen Hao and Ximen Guang entered the room from left to right.
The two of them were wearing princely brocade robes, without any subordinates, but with a faint evil aura.
When the two arrived at the center of the square, they looked at each other and saw murderous intent in their eyes!
Then they both turned around at the same time and stepped onto the steps step by step.
Ximen Hao's heart was not disturbed at this time. Even though he saw that Ximen Guang was already in the middle stage of soul refining, he was not disturbed at all.
Because, not only does he still have two Vajra Power Pills, but he also has another chance to use the magic talisman!
Even if you are unlucky then, the bonus of the characters you invite will be very low, but if you use it together with Daliwan, you should not be afraid of Ximen Guang!
But he was very curious as to what magic elixir the other party had taken to improve his cultivation from the late stage of God Training to the middle stage of Soul Refining overnight.
Ximen Guang was also unfazed. Even looking at Ximen Hao's cultivation in the middle stage of the Forging God, there was still a trace of contempt on his face.
Soon, the two arrived on the platform.
"My son, pay homage to the emperor, and pay homage to the emperor!"
They both saluted at the same time and then stood up at the same time.
Ximen Potian looked at his two sons and couldn't help but nodded in appreciation.
Especially Ximen Guang, no matter what method he used to improve his cultivation, he still had some expectations in his heart, hoping that his eldest son would be able to fight beyond the level.
Ximen Shang was different. He had been practicing for many years and could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Ximen Guang.
Then his face changed slightly and he said:
"Erlang, do you know that some pills have side effects?"
Ximen Guang was stunned for a moment, then saluted:
"Grandpa Huang, this is my grandson's choice. I have no regrets."
Ximen Shang looked at Ximen Guang for a while, nodded slightly, and moved his eyes to Ximen Hao.
He knew everything about the fact that his eldest grandson was saved by the gods and became good at literature and martial arts.
But he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he stroked his beard and looked at Ximen Hao for a moment, then closed his eyes.
"Two princes, let's begin."
Wu Sheng handed the tray to the two of them, especially Du Ling that day, which made both of them have burning eyes.
"Dalang, Erlang, sign the life and death certificate. Your lives will be destined one day. Even I will not interfere in your life and death. Do you understand my difficulties?"
Ximen Potian looked at his two strongest sons and suddenly couldn't bear it.
Ximen Guang hurriedly saluted and said in a deep voice:
"Father! Tiandu Ling! It must be my son's!"
Ximen Potian nodded, with fighting spirit, like his own son.
Ximen Hao also bowed and said in a low tone:
"Father, no matter who wins the Heavenly Order today, the one who loses must sacrifice his life for the future of the Qing Kingdom! There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. For the sake of the Qing Kingdom, even if you lose and survive by chance, you will choose to commit suicide! You must not stay.
future trouble!"
"Pa~"
Ximen Shang gently patted the armrest of the chair. Apparently Ximen Hao touched some nerve in him.
Yes, that is his second son, Ximen Wentian! The other party is in Huainan, and he is not honest for a day. The turmoil in Qing Kingdom is only caused by the other party's thoughts.
Of course, this was because he and Ximen Potian were soft-hearted, which caused future troubles.
"Hahaha! Good! As expected of my eldest son! You have courage!"
Ximen Potian couldn't help but praise.
The other party actually said that he would commit suicide if he lost, and would not let himself become a hidden danger to Qingguo, which made him very satisfied.
Ximen Guang's expression instantly darkened. This Ximen Hao had already guessed the emperor's heart.
"Brother, let's start."
He didn't want to see everyone's eyes full of admiration for Ximen Hao, so he reached out and picked up the life and death statue, bit off his fingertips and pressed it on.
Ximen Hao no longer pretended to be cool, he also pressed the bloody fingerprint, then turned around and walked down.
After the two of them stood in the square at the same time, Wu Shengze continued to declare:
“The first battle is a literary battle! It’s not about poetry and poetry, it’s about governing the country!”
After saying that, he took out two memorials and trotted down.
Ximen Potian took this opportunity and said majestically:
"Of these two memorials, one has been in my study for many years, and I have never found a solution. The other was just delivered yesterday. They are both related to the country's society and people's livelihood. You two, each
Choose one and give me and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty a satisfactory answer."
"My son, I obey."
Ximen Hao and Ximen Guang bowed at the same time, then looked at the memorial in Wu Sheng's hand, and each took a copy.