Zhao Kuo looked at the soldier named by Ye Qing and walked towards Shu Chi with murderous aura, and finally felt a little calmer.

No matter what, at least the soldier with a tiger-backed and bear-waisted waist that Ye Qing named looked extremely powerful, like a solid wall, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

Shu Chi's expression seemed quite solemn in an instant. Compared with the contempt he looked when he challenged the soldiers of the Palace Front Office and the Guards Office just now, he seemed completely different.

As the soldier stood in front of Shu Chi, he instantly became silent. Everyone held their breath and stared at Shu Chi in the center of the hall and the soldiers of the Huahua Army.

Shi Miyuan unconsciously glanced at Ye Qing, who looked relaxed next to him, and Ye Qing's expression seemed as if he was sure to win.

The two people in the center of the hall put on the half-sleeved vest used for wrestling in front of everyone and immediately opened their posture. Zhao Kuo unconsciously tightened the armrest of the chair in his hand. Only then did he realize that his palms were filled with nervous sweat at some point.

Almost everyone's eyes were focused on Shu Chi and the soldiers of the Zhonghua family. Li Fengniang, accompanied by Zhu Yeer and Qingqiu, no one noticed it when she walked into the Daqing Hall.

Just when Li Fengniang stopped and was searching around, she heard two loud shouts suddenly coming from the silent center of the hall.

His eyes immediately looked to the center of the hall, and saw the Mongolians and Song people wearing two half-sleeved vests suddenly bent down slightly, and then, like two wild beasts, he used his arms to constantly test each other.

The two of them were like bullfighting, their center of gravity sinking, almost with their heads on their heads, and their four arms exposed with blue veins kept trying to grab the other's half-sleeved vest. The attack and defense of the four arms would occasionally sound loudly slap. It was almost just a blink of an eye that the two of them had their arms covered with red marks left when they were broken free from each other and slapping.

Compared with the soldiers of the Palace Front Division and the Guard Division, Shu Chi obviously did not have that easy and casual countermeasure against the soldiers of the Hua Family Army. After several round-trip temptations, he not only did not get a slight advantage, but he was even almost caught by the soldiers of the Hua Family Army, but fell to the ground.

But it seems that the soldiers of the Zhonghua Family Army did not aim to fall down. They were obviously more interested in Shu Chi's two arms, so when the two really started to get in a stalemate, Shu Chi could clearly feel how much pressure the Zhonghua Family Army put on his arms.

Zhao Kuo completely forgot everything around him, and almost opened his eyes wide and focused on watching the two people entangled in the center of the hall. Whenever the soldiers of the Hua family army gained the upper hand, they could find that Zhao Kuo's originally relaxed body suddenly stiffened, and his hands, which had been clenched into fists, unconsciously began to use force.

At this moment, Ye Qing's low voice sounded in Zhao Kuo's ears: "Just like the six arts of gentlemen recorded in "The Li Bao of Zhou": rituals, music, shooting, imperial, and books, the Mongolians also regard wrestling, horse riding, and archery as their three Mongolian arts. Even children who just know how to walk must start to learn how to ride horses, archery, and even wrestle on the grassland. I have been to the grassland several times, and have seen children in their teens ride war horses and fearlessly get the strongest wild horses in the wild horses. As for wrestling and archery, there is no danger to them. Therefore, the strength of the Mongolians is definitely not comparable to the Jin people."

"Who will win, King Yan thinks?" Zhao Kuo was startled by the sound of Ye Qing as soon as he spoke. While listening to Ye Qing's story quietly, he asked at the battle situation in the center of the hall.

"Don't worry, Master, although Shu Chi is extremely powerful, wrestling does not depend entirely on strength. Just like fighting on the battlefield, it also pays attention to skills and endurance. Although the two are comparable now, the experience of the Huahua Army is obviously richer than Shu Chi." Ye Qing replied.

"But... I can't see any signs of winning now, right?" Shi Miyuan leaned over and said.

Ye Qing looked up slightly and glanced at the battle situation in the center of the hall. A sneer flashed across his lips. He whispered under the gaze of Zhao Kuo and Shi Miyuan: "That's because Shu Chi now noticed that falling down was not the purpose, and removing his arms was the purpose. So the emperor can observe carefully. Although Shu Chi is still resisting and wants to fall down the soldiers of the Hua Family Army, you have not noticed that Shu Chi's arms no longer dares to entangle the arms of the Hua Family Army soldiers? As long as he is caught by the Hua Family soldiers, he will immediately use the sweat of his arms to break free, and will not give his opponent a chance to break his arms..."

When he heard Ye Qing say the words "breaking his arm" in his mouth, Zhao Kuo and Shi Miyuan couldn't help but shiver, and even felt a little numb from their scalp.

Almost at the same time, a crisp crack sound suddenly came between the two people who were entangled above the head of the hall. Then, even if Shu Chi suddenly fell to the ground without warning, he had no time to break free, the soldiers of the Baihua family who had originally knocked him to the ground were almost like a hungry tiger pounced on food, and almost grabbed Shu Chi's other hand and fell to the ground at the same time.

"Stop." Mu Huali suddenly spoke and stopped him.

At this time, the soldiers of the Hua family army had already lying on the ground with their hands holding Jochi's other arm, pressing Jochi's body and head down with both legs. The grabbed Jochi's arm passed between their legs and was buckled on their chest by the soldiers of the Hua family army.

The Hua Family Army ignored Mu Huali's stopping sound. He glanced at Ye Qing, who did not look at him, and then immediately twisted his crotch slightly to the side. Then another crisp cracking sound and Shu Chi's muffled groan sounded again.

In the silent Daqing Hall, there can be heard of needles falling, and the two crisp crackling sounds made everyone feel numb and their hearts pounded.

Those present were definitely not fools, and the two crisp sounds represent clearly what they were.

"King of Yan, the competition is just a matter of time..." Mu Huali shouted at Ye Qing. After shouting halfway, he immediately rushed to Shu Chi, who was released by the soldiers of the Huahua Army.

At this time, Shu Chi's eyes were red and his expression became extremely ferocious. Even if one arm was broken and the other arm was dislocated from his shoulder, Shu Chi only groaned twice and did not scream because of the pain.

Zhao Kuo's expression seemed a little white at this moment. Everything just happened in the blink of an eye. He didn't see the whole process clearly, and then his two arms were broken.

Especially when the soldiers of the Hua family army fell to the ground with Shu Chi, Zhao Kuo thought it was a draw, but his legs were pressing on Shu Chi's body, and he only hugged one of Shu Chi's arms in his hand.

When the soldier of the Hua family army twisted his hips slightly, although he noticed this detail, he was not very clear. Why was Shu Chi's other arm broken even after just one go?

"King Yan, you are not our Mongolian wrestling technique, you are cheating." Although Chagatai doesn't like the skills, he obviously doesn't care about so much now. After all, the face of Mongolia is lost now, and if he returns to the grassland, it will not be so easy to explain to the Khan.

Ye Qing looked at the cold sweat on his forehead after being helped up by Mu Huali, but his expression was still ferocious. Then he looked at Chagatai and said lightly: "When did I tell you that you should compete with your country's wrestling method? Can't you use my Central Plains wrestling technique?"

Ye Qing's words not only made Chagatai difficult to respond for a while, but even other Song ministers, including Zhao Kuo, Shi Miyuan, and Li Fengniang who were standing quietly behind the crowd, were all confused at this time.

When did Song Ting advocate wrestling? And... they have never seen such cruel wrestling skills, right?

Looking at the soldier of the Hua Family Army who had just broken his arms, he was just a little panting at this time, but his expression was extremely calm and he had no joy of victory at all, as if what he had just done was just a very ordinary thing.

"Ye Qing, do you know who Shu Chi is, why do you still hurt him so much?" Mu Huali asked Ye Qing with a gloomy face after checking the injuries to Shu Chi's arms.

"I have already warned you a few days ago that my Song Dynasty is a country of etiquette, and I will not provoke you to liven up your way of falling and cheering up your wrestling. But do you take my words as a way to hear them, or do you think that my Song Dynasty only knows etiquette and does not know how to be brave?" Ye Qing responded faintly under the eyes of the public.

Ye Qing at this time, he had no usual life

The cautious look in Lin'an or in the court, and the sharp and wise aura on their bodies not only made the officials feel that Ye Qing should be Ye Qing when she was in the north, and even Zhao Kuo was even admired by Ye Qing's momentum.

Li Fengniang, not far away, frowned slightly. Although Ye Qing was making a name for Zhao Kuo today, if he performed so well in Lin'an, it would probably not be a good thing for his situation in Lin'an.

But what made her conflicted and even felt fortunate was that it was because of Ye Qing here that the Song Dynasty court saved its face on a happy day. After all, if it were not Ye Qing or his commander, the face of the Song Dynasty court would probably be lost in front of the envoys of various countries.

"Okay! OK! OK!" Mu Huali stared at Ye Qing tightly, and after saying a few good words in a row, he suddenly said word by word with murderous aura: "Since that's the case, I want to ask the King of Yan for advice! I don't know if the King of Yan dares to fight!"

"Random!" Shi Miyuan suddenly turned his eyes and pointed at Mu Huali indignantly and shouted: "How noble is the King of Yan? How can he fall with you? Isn't this a joke? It's natural that you won. If you lose, how can you let the King of Yan face his subordinates? If you have the affair, you can compete with the soldiers chosen by the King of Yan."

Among the other Song court officials who were originally in the hall, Shi Miyuan's gangsters began to whisper in a moment. Some people even began to bet that the King of Yan is now noble and will never compete with the Mongolian envoys. After all, it is necessary to preserve the face of King of Yan as the first priority.

Some officials under Shi Miyuan's secret signal had already begun to use provocation to Ye Qing as Shi Miyuan's words.

In short, what these people mean is that the King of Yan led troops to fight in the north for a long time. If he competed with the Mongolian envoys, he would naturally win. But now that the King of Yan has a noble status, how could he put down his figure and compete with the Mongolian envoys?

Or, like Li Xinchuan and others, they pretended to argue with their colleagues next to them, but the aggressive words were aimed at Ye Qing, and the irony in it was quite strong.

Li Fengniang listened to the buzzing sounds in the hall, and her eyebrows furrowed in an instant. The meaning of Shi Miyuan's provocation from it is probably not just Song Chen, but even the envoys of Jin and Dali were already clearly seen by Shi Miyuan's purpose, which was to hope that Ye Qing would take the challenge and then lose face in front of everyone.

The ugly behavior of two important officials in the Song Dynasty court was obviously full of disagreement.

So now, no matter whether Ye Qing responds to the challenge or whether he can defeat the Mongols, Shi Miyuan is the first to use his insidiousness to throw away all the face of the Song Dynasty court.

Li Lifang was about to step forward and speak out, but Qian Xiangzu next to him grabbed his sleeve.

Qian Xiangzu looked straight ahead, not looking at Li Lifang who was looking at him next to him, and said in a deep voice: "The King of Yan has his own sense of responsibility. This matter is no longer just a simple battle of will, but is related to the court's stability in the northern territory and the King of Yan's prestige in the northern region."

"Shi Miyuan is simply hateful. Can you bear this?" Li Lifang said angrily.

"Looking at the expression of King Yan, isn't King Yan clear about Shi Miyuan's plan? Just stay here honestly. If you also join the quarrel with Shi Miyuan's followers, wouldn't the face of the court and the face of the emperor be lost to the envoys of various countries?" Qian Xiangzu persuaded.

"This is about the imperial court, and the emperor..." Li Lifang said subconsciously, and then instantly realized Qian Xiangzu's intention: "You mean, Shi Miyuan interjected and deliberately provoked Ye Qing's case, which would make envoys from various countries..."

"Yes, haven't you seen the face of the emperor become gloomy?" Qian Xiangzu poked Li Lifang and signaled him to look in the direction of Zhao Kuo.

Mu Huali ignored Shi Miyuan's speech accent. Instead, after the discussion in the hall was slowed down, he looked at Ye Qing seriously and said solemnly: "My general was fortunate to know the King of Yan many years ago. He also admired the King of Yan's battles in the northern part of your country over the years! Last year, the King of Yan won the majority on the West Road of Jin Kingdom with few victory, and almost with his own strength, rescued the Emperor Wanyan Jing of the Jin Kingdom from the Khan. Moreover, the King of Yan had accompanied the King of Yan to expedition to the Great Liao Dynasty many years ago, and even Hualazimo. At that time, the King of Yan was already convinced by the King of Yan. However, many years have passed, the King of Yan has never had the chance to ask the King of Yan for advice. Since today is a happy day for the Emperor of your country, according to the customs of our Great Mongolian Kingdom, this is just a congratulations to the Song Dynasty. Does the King of Yan still think that the King of Yan was deliberately provoking?"

With Mu Huali's words, the Daqing Palace returned to peace again. Whether it was Zhao Kuo, Li Fengniang, Shi Miyuan and others, it was obvious that the Mongolian envoy's evaluation and respect for Ye Qing had reached such a high level.

Chagatai also spoke with a voice beside him: "When my nephew came to Lin'an to congratulate the emperor of your country, my father Khan once told me that King Yan was the person he admired the most in his life, and even commented on you as the first minister of the Song Dynasty. When my nephew saw you, I would like to ask you more questions."

Seeing Ye Qing being forced into a dead end and having to leave the competition, Li Fengniang frowned even deeper, and she was thinking quickly in her mind how to help Ye Qing resolve the Mongol challenge.

So just as Li Fengniang was about to signal Qingqiu next to her to find an excuse to free Ye Qing from the public, she saw Zhao Kuo suddenly leaning towards Ye Qing.

At this time, although Zhao Kuo next to Ye Qing's calm aura made him admire him, the battle between Shu Chi and the soldiers of the Zhuhua family just now did not use a knife or a gun, he was very nervous when he saw it.

Especially the last few strokes of the soldiers of the Hua Family Army broke up their two arms, which made Zhao Kuo feel a little scared at this moment, and was deeply afraid that Ye Qing was no longer Ye Qing at that time.

If you lose the competition, it may not be a big deal, but Ye Qing is now the Song court, and he was named King Yan by Zhao Kuo himself. This will definitely be a huge blow to the court and Ye Qing's face, not to mention that it is almost in front of all the ministers and envoys from various countries. If you lose, what kind of face will Ye Qing still have in the future?

At the moment, Zhao Kuo, who was also worried about Ye Qing, had to turn his head to Ye Qing slightly and whisper: "Don't agree easily, let them Mongolian envoys continue to send soldiers to compete with our soldiers. Anyway, we have won once, and it will be better to lose to them once..."

Before Zhao Kuo could finish speaking beside Ye Qing, Ye Qing suddenly interrupted Zhao Kuo, looked at Mu Huali with serious expressions not far away, and smiled and said, "The Lord allowed me to share with you Mu Huali..."

"I... Ye Qing, you are bold, when will I allow you..." Zhao Kuoda was surprised. His original intention was to dissuade Ye Qing, but he did not intend to let Ye Qing fight.

At this time, Li Fengniang, not far behind Zhao Kuo, almost fainted after hearing Ye Qing's words.

Of course, she was not angry with Ye Qing, but because Zhao Kuo didn't know how to stop him at this time, and even encouraged Ye Qing to compete with the Mongolians!

"This bastard, even if Ye Qing had no other reason, it would be impossible for the king of a country to instigate his subjects like this at this time!" Li Fengniang gritted her teeth in anger, and wanted to go forward and beat Zhao Kuo immediately.

Zhao Kuo was obviously more anxious than her Li Fengniang at this moment. He couldn't help but stand up and still whispered in Ye Qing's ear: "King Yan, you are crazy, I'll order you..."

"Don't worry, Master." Ye Qing turned around and looked at Zhao Kuo with a worried expression. Unconsciously, he felt a warm current flowing through his heart, and said with a smile: "Since the Left Prime Minister Shi said it, I naturally cannot refuse. There are no weak soldiers under my command. Since I can teach soldiers who are good at fighting, I will naturally not make my hands and feet unfamiliar."

"But..." Zhao Kuo was still worried about trying to persuade Ye Qing, and just as he turned around and looked at Ye Qing, Yu Guang naturally saw not far away, staring at his mother, Li Fengniang.

Just as Zhao Kuo was slightly stunned, Ye Qing had already stepped towards the center of the hall.

At this time, Ye Qing was still calm, and even exuded a strong sense of confidence and fighting spirit.

Mo Xiaobao and Zhong Can, who were following closely behind Ye Qing, stood there not far in front of Mu Huali, and then slowly raised their hands and immediately stepped forward to help Ye Qing remove the fish talismans and other objects on his body, and then helped Ye Qing take off the robe outside.

Looking at Ye Qing's calm demeanor and the strong confidence emitted from his body, the hall returned to silence again, with every pair of eyes

Now almost everyone is watching Ye Qing's every move.

After Zhao Kuo found that Ye Qing had already walked towards the center of the hall, he sighed helplessly and hurriedly ran to Li Fengniang.

"Are you crazy? Who told you to order Ye Qing to compete with the Mongols? Even if you don't like the King of Yan..." Before Zhao Kuo could get closer, Li Fengniang whispered to Zhao Kuo.

"The queen misunderstanding, my son... I advised him not to go, but King Yan insisted on going..." Zhao Kuo was slightly stunned, and then hurriedly explained to Li Fengniang who was asking for guilt.

"Will you advise him not to go?" Li Fengniang looked dull and asked in disbelief.

Zhao Kuo rarely sees Li Fengniang getting such a big temper. At this moment, he is naturally afraid that Li Fengniang will misunderstand his meaning, so he hurriedly said to Li Fengniang exactly what he said to Ye Qing.

"Really?" Li Fengniang asked suspiciously.

"Mother, when did I deceive you? And no matter how stupid I am, I can hear it. This is because of Shi Miyuan's provocation..."

Before Zhao Kuo could finish his words, a series of low voices suddenly erupted from the entire Daqing Hall. Even Qingqiu next to Li Fengniang opened his eyes wide and looked ahead in disbelief.

Zhao Kuo and Li Fengniang hurriedly turned around and looked towards the direction where Ye Qing stood in the center of the hall, following the low voices in the hall.

The moment he turned his head, Zhao Kuo could hardly believe the scene he saw. Although Ye Qing was now facing him, his naked and fierce back still made Zhao Kuo feel suffocated.
To be continued...