The banners were waving in the branch venue of Zijin Mountain today, and the imperial guards surrounded them one after another. Three or four hundred contestants began to draw their weapons.

The best of the weapons is only three wooden guns, followed by wooden swords, wooden swords, wooden axes, which account for one fifth of them. The next things are all kinds of, including chopsticks, soles of shoes, curtains, well ropes, salted fish, etc.

The contestant who drew the salted fish naturally had to appeal, but was evaded by the examiner who was above. The examiner said: "The fortune should not be underestimated."

Fo Baonu was lucky. She drew a wooden gun. Among the group of players who took the salted fish, she drew the Supreme SSR.

Xiao Song's luck is not good, he draws a blanket...

But Xiao Song was not in a hurry. He glanced at the contestants behind him who complained about the strange weapons in his hands and walked into the Purple Gold Mountain first.

He went in first, then found a big tree, climbed up, found two strong branches to tie the blanket into a hammock, then quickly made it hidden with leaves, then sat up and started to take a nap in leisurely as the autumn wind.

Voices gradually appeared below, and then there was a sound of fighting. He didn't even look at it. He didn't care about how many people were eliminated in this round. He just needed to be here to win 50% of the people.

He didn't commit a foul, right? The rules only say that he wanted to fight half of the people, but he didn't say that he was prohibited from sleeping in the trees.

The sound of large-scale fighting gradually weakened, and they seemed to find that the group would not charge, and both sides would suffer a lot of losses, so now the remaining people have begun to act separately.

There was a small team of people parked under Xiao Song's tree, which seemed to be players from the Liao Kingdom. They were discussing countermeasures. At this time, a team of players from the Song Dynasty suddenly came out. Both sides fought with salted fish for a while, and after winning or losing each other, they each retreated.

But after a while, she saw Fo Baonu killing him with a spear. She was definitely a smart person. Because the Liao Kingdom drew two of the three spears, she asked another spear to act with her to kill the salted fish team on the Song Dynasty.

She didn't care how the Liao Dynasty's salted fish team was slaughtered by the Song Dynasty, but just focused on chasing the salted fish towel team here. After all, two magical weapons always come faster than one.

So when the referee shouted that half of the people had arrived, and after counting the number, he found that the Song Dynasty players were indeed less than those in the Liao Kingdom. Among the remaining people, there were about 120 players in the Liao Kingdom, while there were less than 80 players in the Song Kingdom.

There is a gap of forty people every time. From this point of view, the Buddha Baonu is indeed a bit capable.

Song Beiyun, who had been sleeping comfortably for the whole morning, got up from the hammock, untied his blanket, jumped out of the tree, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and walked out in the blanket.

Seeing that this blanket guy could live to the end safely, everyone was curious. The dirty players in the Song Dynasty team all came over to ask him how he did it.

Song Beiyun scratched his head and said, "I was afraid at that time, so I covered myself with a blanket and hid in the grass... and then fell asleep."

Everyone laughed after hearing this, and instantly diluted the tension and the air was filled with the smell of happiness.

In this round, it was actually considered a real gold refining fire, and those who were just making up for the numbers were basically done. The one who made the most powerful military achievements in the Song Dynasty camp was not the one holding a wooden gun, but a young man holding chopsticks.

Song Beiyun also saw him. This man was humble, majestic, firm eyes and calm expression. In short, he was a talented person and extremely capable.

Seeing everyone teasing Xiao Song, he hurriedly walked up and said, "Students, you must not underestimate the enemy no matter what. This time, we are both princess and national standards. We cannot let the Liao people compare us. We suffered a great loss in the first round. Please continue to work hard in the future!"

What a humble and upright man, Song Beiyun looked him up and down, and he also saw Song Beiyun, chuckled and nodded and bowed: "Encourage together."

Song Beiyun nodded and said with a smile: "I don't know who this classmate is?"

"Xia Su Xia Ziqiao, a native of Jiujiang. Editor of National History."

Wow... Xia Feng, no wonder. Xia Feng, one of the three powerful ministers who have been misunderstood. But Xiao Song doesn't care about these things. Can he still have himself? Really.

However, he could be sure that if Xia Shu, who was gentle, respectful, frugal, had many people in the Song Dynasty at the end of the third round, he would be the first person to be voted out.

As for why, you will know then.

He continued to boost morale for others among the rest, while Xiao Song smiled silly next to him, and anyone who came to tease him was just a fool. Those contestants even gave Xiao Song a nickname called Bing Zixin. Although it was catchy, it was obviously humiliating.

But Xiao Song didn't care at all, because in his eyes, all these people would be done! If you want to get out of your own serial questions, besides luck, you can only rely on Fo Baonu to let the entire team give her blood transfusions.

After the morning schedule ends, the contestants can return to rest, but this time the Song Dynasty suffered a crushing defeat, the whole people were filled with grief. Many people tore their prize tickets to pieces and cursed the contestants loudly. More people sat there silently and sighed, saying despairing words such as "It's been more than ten years, the Song Dynasty has never won."

It's very interesting, as if the people have stretched their necks and are waiting for the Song Dynasty to be proud in this competition. It seems that this is no longer a princess' choice of a son-in-law but a war about dignity. Even if losing one, the morale of the entire country will be depressed to the bottom.

Not to mention these people, even Zhao Xing was furious in the study after getting the result.

"Where is Song Beiyun! What did he eat? Forty people were holding Song forty people! Song Beiyun is not to blame!" Zhao Xing threw the book on the table: "What are that bastard doing!"

Xiaoyu lowered his head and whispered: "Mr. Song...sleeps in the tree."

"Ha?" Zhao Xing's eyes widened: "He's fighting under the head, he's sleeping on the tree? Is there some mud in his mind? Bastard... This bastard is so angry!"

Zhao Xing sat on the chair, furious and pointed, "Go to Xuan... Forget it! Go and pass on a message to me. If the next Song Dynasty cannot win, I... I... I... I will give him some house!"

Zhao Xing was so angry that he started to speak nonsense. It can be seen that the plot of being completely abused by the Liao Kingdom made him unable to accept it at all, and his mentality had exploded.

Xiaoyu had no choice but to leave obediently and inform Song Beiyun.

"Little Fish, tell him." Song Beiyun shook his finger: "This time is not a battle of winning or losing, but a battle of princesses. Win or losing is not important at all."

"Mr. Song... You should try to win two games, and the other end of the official family was furious." Xiaoyu was embarrassed: "If he loses the game, the official family might really be here to kick the door."

"I really can't do anything about this. You told him that if you don't want Jin Ling'er to marry into Liao Kingdom, don't sneer."

After that, he also said a lot of ruthless words. If anyone in the world dared to talk to Zhao Xing like this, it would be Song Beiyun. Xiaoyu was quite helpless and returned Song Beiyun's words to Zhao Xing intact...

"I'm going to go against it!" Zhao Xing slapped the table after hearing this: "Xiaoyu, change her clothes, I'm going to leave the palace!"

"The official family is now in chaos in the city, and it is not suitable to leave the palace."

Zhao Xing sighed, then hit the table hard: "Song Gou, this dog guy! I'm so angry."

"Mr. Song also said that he fought hard for His Highness the Princess, please don't cause trouble..."

"Will he say that? Tell me the truth, what did he say."

The little fish lowered its head and whispered: "I don't dare."

"Tell me!"

"Mr. Song said..." Xiaoyu swallowed: "Mr. Song said you can do your business well. Don't bother him if you have nothing to do. He knows what to do. He also asked me to ask the official family if it was a deal with Fo Baonu? If Haizhou cannot be taken down, Master Song said... He invited you to eat a live toad."

Zhao Xing was stunned for a moment: "Why is it a living toad?"

"Mr. Song said that the living toad...is the lonely and lonely call."

"This...hahahahahaha...this dog thing!" Zhao Xing pounded the table and laughed: "It's what he can say."

"I don't understand..."

"Oh, that's it. Since ancient times, the princes of Qin or the warlords who had separatist one side claimed to be alone or widowed. He said that I was not worthy of being the emperor, but only worthy of being a prince." Zhao Xing shook his head and said, "If he said that, he would definitely be beheaded and kill the nine clans! The three clans of Yi! But I understand him, and he also understands me. Instead, it became funny."

Taking Haizhou! Zhao Xing was determined to take the weight, because only by taking Haizhou can there be a possibility of the white mountains and black waters in the north! The heroic plan and dominance begin from now on!

Zhao Xing calmed down. Song Beiyun used his body as bait for this Haizhou. If he was not good-for-working, he would not be able to lose his face! Zhao Xing felt that although he had a good temper, he was also a pure man. He could not be looked down upon by others, especially by his ministers!

"I'll say I've been insulted by Xuan Yanshu when I come."

Yan Shu was frightened when he got the news. He had no discussion on the matter of being humiliated by the emperor. If his king was insulted, Yan Shu felt that it was time for him to carry a knife and kill someone...

However, when he came to the palace to say this, he found that Zhao Xing was talking about Song Beiyun, and Yan Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"I will leave the matter in Haizhou to you!" Zhao Xing patted Yan Shu's shoulder and said, "Don't let that evil beast see my joke."

Why are you so angry with your own people? Yan Shu's big face was filled with bigger question marks.

However, since the emperor had explained himself so seriously, he had been removed from the firewood from the cauldron, so he knelt on one knee in front of Zhao Xing: "I will definitely not be humiliated, but the official family has a request."

"explain."

"After things are done, that dog has to be used, Tianshangfang, and all the most expensive dishes."
Chapter completed!