Huang Wenbing was selfish, ruthless, power-hungry, observant of every detail, aware of good and bad, decisive, and barely managed to have some knowledge of the current situation.
He knows what he wants, and he also knows how to seize the opportunity. He does things by any means, only seeking results and not caring about the process.
It’s hard to say how talented people are, but they can always be used. As for how loyal they are, it doesn’t matter. If one day, the building will collapse, it will be the prime minister of the dynasty, the noble family, the family of poetry, etiquette, and scholarship. Many of them are not surrendered. Just dropped?
After meeting Huang Wenbing, Zhao Tong talked for nearly half an hour before writing a note asking him to report to Tong Guan after the ring was over.
When Huang Wenbing heard that he was about to enter the Privy Council, he suddenly stepped onto the shore as if he was walking on an iron bridge. Suddenly, his chest felt heavy and he fell to the ground, saying that he was willing to go through fire and water for the prince.
Zhao Tong nodded. This person still needs to be seen. Even if he has some knowledge, it still needs to be seen whether he has the real ability to do things.
He currently lacks people under his command, both civil and military. What he lacks the most is the kind of person who can know military skills even though he is literary, and is good at military and planning. Such a person can stand alone, but looking at the world at this time, in his memory, , but there are very few such people, and there are still a few who are not in the Song Dynasty.
If you want to build a stable plate, it is not as simple as talking and thinking. Every time you move, countless factors will gather and you will fight for it. In fantasy terms, it is to establish the ground, fire, water, and wind. In more crude terms, it is necessary to build a stable plate. To create four beams and eight pillars, the right time, place, people, environment, opportunity, and ability are all indispensable.
The next day was the last day of the ring. Except for Jian Suyi who was unable to take the stage due to some injuries sustained yesterday, all four of Huang Gu took the stage.
Wu Song also arrived early, carrying two swords on his back, came to the flower awning, bowed deeply, and then went on stage.
The only one who was missing was Xiao Changkong, and not even the dozen or so people who followed him came. Zhao Tong naturally got the news that these people left the city early in the morning, apparently seeing that the overall situation was stable, or Xiao Changkong felt that He didn't have much confidence in the challenge, so he simply left.
Zhao Tong felt a little lost. There were countless heroes in the rivers and lakes and in the grass, and many of them had no intention of rewarding them. They came and left in a free and easy way, which made people admire in their hearts.
Speaking of which, according to the data recorded this time, Xiao Changkong will definitely get a silver medal for imperial martial arts. Even among the dozen or so people, some will get a bronze medal, but now the number of people is slim, and his heart is not in the name.
Zhao Tong knew that there were so many heroes in the world, but less than one in a hundred came to Tokyo to fight. Even in the Western Army, there were many good men, but they were unable to leave because of military regulations. There were also those who were really far away and staying at home. I'm afraid they were After receiving the news, the arena is over, let alone some hidden people.
On the stage, Lu Junyi defeated two more in a row. Now Song Dynasty has defeated four. Hebei Jade Qilin has only three. According to the rule of six to determine victory or defeat, he has won more than half.
Now in the arena, Huang Gu, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, and Yue Fei are all facing off against the champion. It's just about who can win the last two rounds first. The Liao-Song competition is over.
Unexpectedly, the Liao Kingdom did not use any insidious means this time, but after thinking about it for a moment, Zhao Tong guessed that the Liao Kingdom had a guilty conscience. Last year, a big battle destroyed the spirit of the Khitan court. God, they are scared. Now is the time to look forward and backward, hide their heads and hide their tails. They are cautious in everything and care about everything, for fear of being caught by any party.
As for the battle in the arena, it was actually a stupid move for both Song and Liao. It was a stupid move for Liao to set up the arena, and it was also a stupid move for Song to accept it.
The Liao court did not seem to have thought about what to do if they lost. Perhaps for a hundred years, they had always regarded the Song warriors as the soldiers fighting on the battlefield. They believed that the Liao soldiers were stronger than the Song soldiers, so the Liao warriors naturally He also wanted to be stronger than the warriors of the Song Dynasty. The worst he could do was to be on an equal footing, so he had to settle for less.
But there is no certainty in this kind of thing, how can it be compared so simply?
As for the Song Dynasty, Emperor Daojun was so excited that he had to take over the ring. He only considered his own reputation and did not think about what to do if he lost. Once he lost, what he had to pay was not just what Yelu Yanxi asked for in his letter. .
One of the merit-based methods for resolving internal conflicts is to provoke external conflicts, then suppress them severely, and use a big external victory to alleviate internal turmoil.
If the Liao Kingdom wins, the test is successful, and the people in the court feel a little more confident, they may encourage Xixia, and even join forces to regain the prestige and advantage from the Song Kingdom.
If the Song Dynasty did not accept the challenge and responded righteously, the Liao Kingdom would not dare to act rashly.
Who decides the rise and fall? Is there no basis for rise or fall?
At this time, the fierce fighting on the ring has entered its final moments, and the remaining six rings have been killed. Huang Gu, Yang Zhi, Shi Jin, Yue Fei, and Wu Song are all fighting directly against the ring master.
The remaining one was a new guy. He was not too young and must be over forty. He was dressed simply and had an ordinary appearance. He was unsmiling and held a common simple knife. Zhao Tong had never seen this man before, so he couldn't help but take a second look. , I saw that this man's moves were the same as his own, ordinary and unremarkable, but he could fight with the Liao champion repeatedly. It was obvious that he had rich experience and his martial arts had returned to its original state.
At this moment, on the other side of the ring, Yue Fei saw the silver-dipped gun in his hand suddenly opened and closed. The bright red gun tassel exploded instantly, as if blood was spreading, and the foot-long gun blade reflected the gun tassel. The light also turned bright red, and as the gun body danced back and forth, the sunlight flashed, and the color flashed all over the stage, like red light filling the river!
With a "Pfft" sound, the spear instantly knocked the Liao man off the stage. When Zhao Tong saw this, he smiled and said: "What a move, Man Jianghong. Junior brother, junior brother, you have used this move Man Jianghong more than your brother and I!"
Yue Fei naturally couldn't hear this. He broke the ring with no color on his face. He cupped his hands in the direction of the flower canopy and jumped off the stage.
Su Shi on the other side was almost equal to Yue Fei. He killed the leader of the ring with one sword and also jumped off the stage. At this point, six rings had been broken and the Song Dynasty had won.
In the flower canopy of the Liao people, everyone looked as if they were mourning for their heirs, and their faces were ashen. Only Xiao Min was sitting on one side with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth. Yelu Dashi once objected to this matter in the arena, but was dismissed and reprimanded by Emperor Tianzuo. Yelu Dashi returned to his house and said However, it would be okay if we win, but if we lose, the situation will become even more difficult.
The little girl thought in her heart, and couldn't help but secretly admire Dashi Linya, but for some reason she thought of that hateful little prince. She thought that this person should be proud of her. When she thought of the hateful prince's unpredictable expression, she became angry and raised her eyes. Looking towards the flower canopy over there, she unexpectedly saw Zhao Tong looking over and giving her a slight nod. She seemed to have been caught, and turned her head in a panic, but in a blink of an eye she felt regretful, hum, a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken, I'm afraid what he will do!
Xiao Luomu stood up slowly. His hands were trembling, and he gripped the corner of the case tightly. He said loudly: "We admit defeat and ask the Song Dynasty to stop."
Everyone in the flower tent looked at him in confusion, and some even said impatiently: "Tongshi, even if you lose, you have to finish the fight!"
Xiao Luomu shook his head: "Do you want everyone to die without being able to take them back with you? These are all my good sons from Daliao!"
The man was silent after hearing the words, and for a moment his face showed sadness.
Hearing this, Zhao Tao made a gesture below. Immediately, the Master of Ceremonies from the Ministry of War rang the gong, and everyone jumped out of the circle on the stage. Zhao Tao said to Xue Ang, the Minister of War next to him: "Xue Shangshu, we can declare victory."
Xue Ang was overjoyed when he heard this. Winning this arena was a great achievement for him. He stood up and was about to speak, but unexpectedly, at this moment, a light yellow light suddenly flew from the ridge of the house in the distance. Shooting.
This pale yellow light was as fast as a spark and headed straight for Zhao Tong.
