Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 702: Settlement of Revenge

Is it not possible for those who are included in the scope by the emperor to not participate?

What kind of logic is this? I've never heard of it before.

Zhu Qisheng stood at the edge of the platform and raised his hand for everyone to be quiet.

"My dear ministers, I will now announce the list of candidates for the competition. Of course, anyone can recommend or participate in person. If you can win a place, I will reward you handsomely."

Zhao Zhen finished speaking in one breath, and then let everyone in the hall talk about it.

Among the officials who could enter the Qingde Hall to attend the banquet, there was no fool.

He knew clearly in his heart that Princess Zhao Tianyu had already included the selected candidates in the competition.

And you can't not participate.

Zhu Qisheng shouted loudly: "During the competition, swords and spears are indiscriminate. You can participate at your own discretion. To ensure fairness in the court, there will be no restrictions on casualties among the participants."

Zhao Shuo covered his cheek and gasped as if he had a toothache.

"Fuck, are we going to start a killing?"

Lin Feng said calmly: "It's normal. It's just a warning to those guys who want to take advantage of the situation, don't come in and get involved without permission, and lose your life."

Pei Qiyin whispered, "General, it's time for us to leave."

Lin Feng nodded: "Wait for me to take my leave from the emperor."

As he spoke, he stood up, left his seat, walked to the bottom of the platform, and bowed.

"Your Majesty, I will allow you..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhu Qisheng interrupted him with a smile.

"Master Lin, please wait a moment while I read out the names of those who must participate in the competition."

Lin Feng nodded helplessly, turned around awkwardly and sat back down at his table.

Zhu Qisheng began to read the list.

Lin Feng had no intention of listening. He just leaned lazily on the cushion and sipped the wine glass.

He looked at Nong Shangjin and assessed him.

He was somewhat amazed by the sword move this person made just now. He was indeed very skilled and had excellent qualifications.

But that knife was intentionally intended to cause serious injury or death, and he didn't hold back even though he could have.

Lin Feng was thinking about it when Pei Qiyin suddenly tugged at his collar.

"General, you are on the list."

"Ok?"

Lin Feng frowned. Who would force him to fight?

Grand Tutor Wan?

Or the emperor?

There is a conspiracy.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind.

He is the commander of the Royal Guards, and the counterattack against the rebels depends entirely on him, Lin Feng.

If he was forced to participate in the competition, if something went wrong, the Dazong court would be in an irretrievable situation.

Does the emperor have any brains?

Ren Linfeng racked his brains but couldn't figure out why Zhao Zhen did this.

At this time, many people came into the hall again.

They are all masters who have received notice to come and participate in the competition.

These people are not just soldiers in the army, there are also many swordsmen and swordsmen in the martial arts world, members of the Beijing martial arts gangs, and so on.

Lin Feng shook his head: "Zhao Zhen is playing with fire."

His voice was so low that Zhao Shuo couldn't hear it clearly and leaned over.

"Brother, what did you say?"

"I said your uncle is playing with fire."

Zhao Shuo was confused: "Brother, what's the big deal about my uncle? He just wants to choose a good son-in-law for my aunt."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

"Brother, are you going to be my uncle?"

"Get lost. You have nothing to do all day."

Zhao Shuo scratched his head and laughed.

Pei Qiyin reminded softly: "General, are you still going to participate in the competition?"

"I want to fight with them? You must be bored. I'll find a chance later and run away. We still have a lot of important things to do."

Zhao Shuo said anxiously: "But Your Majesty..."

Lin Feng sneered: "You can go ask your uncle, does he really want to defeat the rebels and restore peace to the clan?"

"Need I ask? Of course I did."

"Do you have to count on me?"

"It's a must, big brother."

"Well, it's good to understand the priorities."

After saying that, he waved his hand and asked Zhao Shuo to come closer to his ear.

"Just sit here with me for a while, hang your head and pretend to be drunk. Do you know where the back door is?"

"I know. Go from behind the screen, around the beams and go to the right. After a dozen steps, there is a small lattice door. Outside is where the eunuchs and palace maids rest. There is also a small door leading to the outside of the palace."

"Okay, let them fight for a while."

At this time, in the center of the hall, some people had already started competing, with swords and knives flying back and forth, and the fight was very lively.

Moreover, Zhao Zhen had already retreated from the platform.

The scene of the competition was a bit chaotic, and they were worried about the emperor's safety, so they avoided it first.

Lin Feng also stood up and let Pei Qiyin and Hong Xiao support him as he walked behind the screen.

Zhao Shuo sat behind Lin Feng's low table with his hands on his forehead, pretending to be drunk and dizzy.

Lin Feng and the other three stayed behind the screen for a while. When they heard everyone in the hall cheering in unison, they knew that the fight had reached its exciting part.

With a wave of his hand, the three of them walked around the pillars of the hall and headed to the right.

Sure enough, after a dozen steps, there was a small carved door, and the three of them slipped in.

In a small room, two young eunuchs were sitting and taking a nap.

The three of them did not disturb them and found another door in the house and went out.

Finally we arrived at the square. The sky was filled with stars and there were Jinwu Guard sentry posts everywhere.

Hong Xiao went to find Cheng Liang, Wen Jian and others who were waiting outside the main hall, and strolled out of the palace together.

These people walked out of the palace, no one paid any attention to them, and they left the palace gate smoothly.

Lin Fenghui gathered a group of guards and rode out of the city.

While walking, he suddenly pondered for a moment.

"Cheng Liang, do you know where Zhao Wenqi's mansion is?"

Cheng Liang quickly stepped forward and said, "General, I've already inquired about this before."

"Let's go, follow me to search the house and arrest the people."

Pei Qiyin quickly stopped him: "General, it's the middle of the night, and we are in Kyoto City, with 20,000 personal guards."

"The Royal Guard Battalion is also under my command, what can he do?"

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Cheng Liang, lead the way."

At that time, Zhao Wenqi and Jiao Sanqiang disobeyed orders and joined forces to steal Lin Feng's credit.

You don't listen to my orders, but you are eager to take credit for the work. Don't think that this matter will just let go.

Do you think I don’t dare to touch you?

A thousand men and horses rumbled through the streets, following Cheng Liang and rushing towards Zhao Wenqi's mansion.

After handing over his military power, General Zhao Wenqi of the Imperial Guards remained idle at home.

Unlike Wan Quan, he has the title of Grand Tutor and is the prince's teacher.

He lost the power to lead troops, and although he was not removed from his position as general, he was completely out of work.

He thought he would quit the court and go home to retire, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng was still concerned about him.

A thousand warriors soon arrived in front of a tall gatehouse. On the plaque under the gatehouse, under the dim light of two lanterns, two big words appeared: General's Mansion.

Lin Feng waved his hand: "Surround them and knock on the door."

A thousand cavalrymen circled the wall of Zhao Mansion and began to set up surveillance.

A soldier dismounted and came forward, knocking hard on the door knocker.

It was already three quarters past midnight, there were few people on the street, and everything was quiet.

The knock on the door was so loud that it could be heard from far away.

After a while, someone inside the door started shouting.

"Here I come, here I come! Why are you knocking? Are you announcing a death?"

The voice was very impatient.

The corner door on one side of the gate creaked and was opened a crack, and someone stuck his head out to check.