Chapter 512: The end of offending Chen Lengzi

"Boom...boom..." is not the sensational drum sound, but the military boots are louder and louder, as if they are about to shake people's hearts and livers out.

The officers of the Central Army camp were standing in front of the team, and behind them were the flag-holding soldiers carrying ten strong horses. The flags were swaying and behind them were waving, there were rows of imperial guards stepping over. The leftmost part of the queue was the officer. The officers on the chest were very dazzling, reflecting the star-like dizziness.

Each row of imperial guards takes the team officials as the standard. The team officials move and step half a foot. The imperial guards in the same team lift their legs, stretch their legs, and step in an orderly manner, without any stagnation or chaos.

The imperial guards and lieutenants in the queue all straightened their chests, but they were covered in dust, with frost on their faces, and many people's armor was a little broken, and even had unclearable blood. However, everyone seemed very serious and focused, as if they were going to complete a sacred task.

Such a queue is more shocking than the former school lieutenant review. Although everyone admired it at that time, they still thought it was a flower-like air. Just like those ordinary imperial guards who beat gongs and drums to show tiger wings, dragons flying, and long snake formations, practice makes perfect after practicing for a long time.

But when these weathered people passed by, no one dared to question them. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to make any sounds, to see the uniform people and listen to the uniform sounds.

When Han Shizhong hit the horse under the platform, he suddenly pulled out his sword. No one was frightened by this familiar move. Zhao Ji seemed to have seen the most exciting place, and he patted his hand hard on the handle of the chair, his eyes very focused.

Han Shizhong's sword turned to the sky and shouted: "My teacher has been in triumph, all thanks to His Majesty's great blessings. Long live my emperor, long live!"

Before this roar could be realized, the guard behind raised his spear, the captain pulled out his sword, and said together: "Long live my emperor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the team slowly passed by the platform and entered the doorway filled with spectators.

The scene suddenly became hot, and many people blindly shouted: "Long live!" Some people shouted: "Long live my emperor!"

Zhao Ji was very happy and patted his thigh hard: "Shame, ashamed." He seemed to be talking to the Qigao sound wave on purpose, but he blushed a little. It turned out that the army was still his credit? This idea was probably what Chen Ao thought of.

Chen Ao thought Zhao Ji was talking to him, and immediately said seriously: "What is your majesty ashamed?"

Zhao Ji reacted and smiled calmly and said, "I have not made any contribution, but the soldiers have pushed the contributions on me, so I am naturally ashamed."

Chen Ao said dignifiedly: "I have died, and I think your majesty's words are really unreasonable. I wonder if Your Majesty's words were established. Who ordered this martial arts school? Who personally received the sacrificial wine? Who ordered the instructor, instructor, and doctor? The victory today is based on the captain of the martial arts school, but after all, his Majesty's wiseness and unique vision; so this triumphal is all due to His Majesty's great blessing."

Zhao Ji smiled and pointed at him and said, "No matter how you say it, it makes sense." Then he felt that he was indeed wise and wise. If it weren't for wise and wise, how could he favor Chen Ao? If it weren't for Chen Ao, how could he set up a martial arts school? Without a martial arts school, how could the Ma Junsi achieve such a great victory today? The so-called "get melons to get melons, and so on, so on, so on?"

After a row of lines, a trace of chaos suddenly appeared on the streets of the Central Military Camp in front. Many people broke through the obstruction of the imperial guards along the way and rushed to the Central Military Camp to make an unexpected move - present flowers!

Zhao Ji thought something was wrong and his face looked a little bad. At this time, his expression relaxed. The imperial guards on the garrison along the way also reacted quickly and immediately expelled the people who sent flowers back.

The one who was really stunned was Chen Ao. Chen Ao's mouth was as big as an egg, and he didn't care about the majesty of the Duke and the Grand Tutor. He was really shocked.

That's right, when he was far away on the North Road of Gyeonggi, there was already a news of the emperor coming out to welcome him. For this, Chen Ao had to spend some time writing a letter to send it to Suiyashanfang to instruct Wu Saner to make some arrangements. One of the projects was to send flowers.

In Shen Ao's imagination, when the mighty captain and the imperial guards stepped by, a group of beautiful girls should rushed to the front of the team with bouquets of flowers and inserted the flowers on the men's clothes. This scene is not only innovative, but also can boost the captain's captain's hormones and make them feel more glorious.

But the reality is somewhat biased. Although the flowers were arranged, Chen Ao forgot that this was the Song Dynasty. In this era when most unmarried girls were not willing to show up, with Wu Saner's ability, where could they find any girl to send flowers? It was just that he didn't give it clear. As a result... Wu Saner really found someone, but the ones who sent the flowers were all big beards...

"It's a tragedy..." Chen Ao shook his head and sighed.

Sometimes, plans really cannot keep up with changes.

Fortunately, most people did not notice the abnormality, but these people rushed out, which made the people along the way even more excited, causing the garrison's imperial guards to drive people back with guns.

The Central Military Camp passed, followed by the Front Military Camp and the Back Military Camp... The team entered the city, and the joy became even more thunderous. Some people in the crowd kept leading the slogan: "Long live the emperor, long live the official family."

Someone led the way, and everyone behind them followed blindly, and the sound of long live was endless.

Zhao Ji was happy when he heard it. He played with a jade paper fan in his hand and patted his palm. He said comfortably: "I have been in the Song Dynasty for a hundred years, and I realized that the people in the world are so sincere."

Before Chen Ao came to his senses from the accident of sending flowers, he whispered a few words. Seeing that his face was strange, Zhao Ji thought he was still worried about the navy, so he couldn't help but look up: "What? I'll talk about you again and I'll do this. Do you have to nod before I can finish it?"

Chen Ao came back to his senses and immediately said, "Your Majesty has misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding?" Zhao Ji looked at Chen Ao deeply and shook his head disbelief: "Stop... It is rare that the Martial Arts School is deeply loved by me, so I will instigate you. The navy captain of the Martial Arts School, you can practice it as soon as possible. I will distribute the warships from the inner trough and order various places to supervise the warships."

Chen Ao was very surprised: "Your Majesty is wise."

If it hadn't been for coaxing Zhao Ji so comfortably, the navy would have really no idea when he could have accepted it, which would have been an unexpected joy. Chen Ao was happy and threw away his displeasure just now. As for Zhao Ji, who was still intoxicated by the entry of the Ma Junsi into the city and the joy of the people, he would not say anything anymore.

However, Zhao Heng, who stood beside him watching the ceremony, had a thought and whispered: "Father, I heard that the navy from all over the coast is enough, so it seems a bit inappropriate to re-engineer. Besides, it is still unknown whether this new navy can be effective, so I suggest that it be left to the court to discuss and make a decision."

Seeing Chen Ao sitting beside Zhao Ji, the prince was standing obediently. Zhao Heng was full of resentment. Although Chen Ao was a meritorious minister, Zhao Ji deliberately gave him courtesy, but his appearance was so cold and cold. Seeing Chen Ao wholeheartedly trying to promote the navy, Zhao Heng thought to himself: "I know the father's intentions. He is reluctant to spend this money. If Chen Ao had not asked him tightly, he would not have nodded. Why would he not be able to follow his father's wishes and say what he could not say, which not only saved his father's expenses, but also gave Chen Ao a warning."

After hearing Zhao Heng's words, Zhao Ji was slightly stunned. His eyes were pulled out of the formation of the Right Army camp, glanced at Zhao Heng, and pondered for a moment: "What you said seems to make sense. No matter what, this is a big deal after all, and you have to listen to the opinions of the Privy Council and the Ministry of War."

Zhao Heng knew that his goal was achieved. At the court, he could only instruct a few confidants to object. At that time, he would definitely be a mess again. Zhao Ji is a man with a weak ear and a constant plan. This matter must be put on hold.

Chen Ao didn't expect that the prince would rush, looked at Zhao Heng, sneered at Zhao Heng, but he just pursed his lips and didn't say anything. After a while, he said to Zhao Ji: "Your Majesty, aren't you joking, right?"

Zhao Ji replied casually: "This is natural."

Chen Ao smiled and stopped talking. With Zhao Ji's answer, he took a step back and said that the navy was not afraid of being indifferent. He glanced at Zhao Heng and thought to himself: "Boy, you are still tender when you want to play with the silence! Today I will teach you to take off a layer of skin."

When the Zuojun Camp passed by, the crowd cheered again, and there were still guides roaring: "Long live my emperor, ten thousand years of the Song Dynasty!"

The people behind him shouted without hesitation: "Long live my emperor, for ten thousand years of the Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Ji's smile was even brighter.

Then someone shouted: "Long live the Crown Prince, long live the Eastern Palace!"

People shouted habitually like a tide: "Long live the crown prince!"

Those cheers seemed to be tireless. But at this time, the princes and ministers on the high platform all looked strange, and they were not related to their own affairs, but they were a little surprised. However, some of them were close to Zhao Heng, their faces became a little darker. Some of them were full and were full, and they even shouted to the east palace. They should be even more damn afterwards. It would be fine to recite Qiansheng, but they actually added Long Live.

What is Long Live? Long Live means the emperor, the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five. This word is like me, and it is the official noun. Even the Empress Dowager can only enjoy a thousand years of life. Even if the Eastern Palace is the crown prince, it will never be able to be the crown prince.

But how can the situation be controlled at this time? There are so many people who shout, so you can't call the imperial guards to get people! What's more serious is that people get addicted to shouting while shouting. Some people call me long live my emperor, and some people call me long live the East Palace. Ordinary people don't have so many taboos. In their opinion, no matter how others call them, the crown prince is the son of today. Long live my son, it doesn't matter. Although the rules are very strict, I believe that the emperor will not be surprised, let alone so many people shouting, it's nothing to do with it.

At this time, Chen Ao's face showed an undetectable smile, and he smiled very comfortably.

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Chapter completed!