
The night without end.
It's like there's a galaxy hidden at night.
Sitting at the table, Di Jiu Tan looked at the horse race.
And the riders.
And the shooter at the racetrack.
In Di Jiu Tan's pupils there was a reflection of the shadow of these people, but not his.
Di Jiu Tan was like a soulless puppet.
Just sit here.
It was as if the others had nothing to do with him.
Seeing the fierce fight on the field, Di Hua Ru's eyes were not as sharp as Di Jiu Tan's.
But very bright!
Di Jiu Jin was even more than that.
Just like Shang Liang Yue.
Looking at these speeding people, Di Jiu Jin's eyes were filled with excitement.
He wants to come.
"Gedubrak!"
"Gorr~" Gong spanked.
One fell off a horse.
The others sat on horses.
The man sitting on the horse pointed the spear in his hand towards the man who fell on the ground.
Divided victory.
All the members of the palace witnessed this scene.
"Blocks!"
"Blocks!"
"Blocks!"
One by one applauded.
The games.
This is all just a game.
Its alright.
Not bleeding.
It was hard to tell whether someone in their thirties would bleed.
The person who fell on the ground stood up and cupped his hands.
The loser is sure.
The man sitting on the horse jumped.
He also gave up his hand.
Which means acceptance.
Then the two faced the emperor and bowed.
The emperor looked at both.
Nodding with a smile on his face.
"Yes, thank you."
Both good.
If you lose, you have to be generous.
When you win, you have to be humble.
The emperor was very satisfied.
The emperor was satisfied, of course the courtiers heaved a sigh of relief.
If the emperor was not satisfied, they were the ones who were nervous.
Immediately the prize is awarded.
Both returned to their positions.
Both sit.
Di Jiu Jin got up.
Come to the arena.
Bend over.
"Dad, the child will fight!"
Di Jiu Jin likes to use knives and guns.
I don't like being polite.
The emperor knew his temperament.
Abdi dalem knows his temperament.
Di Jiu Jin came out now, they were not surprised.
Instead, seeing Di Jiu Jin come out, they all smiled.
So did the emperor.
"Yes! Father agreed. To his opponent ..."
The Emperor looked at Di Jiu Tan and Di Hua Ru who were sitting below.
The emperor's eyes turned dark.
Princes are naturally compared to princes, this is always the same.
However …
The Emperor looked at Di Jiu Jin with a smile in his eyes, and said, "As for opponents, you choose yourself."
The Emperor liked Di Jiu Jin.
To be exact, the emperor liked the three Linguo princes.
And the three Linguo princes all had their own advantages.
Not bad.
Hearing the emperor's words, rays flashed in Di Jiu Jin's eyes.
That brilliant.
Di Jiu Jin said out loud, "Thank you, Dad!"
The voice was full of excitement.
There was obviously someone on his mind.
Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Jiu Jin.
Yang was the fifth prince of Linguo.
Consort Li's Son.
Shang Liang Yue did not like Consort Li.
Because the two have a great relationship.
But son?
Shang Liang Yue felt nothing.
Now looking at Di Jiu Jin, the man who had inherited most of Consort Li's appearance, Shang Liang Yue blinked her eyelashes.
The fifth prince was tall and skinny.
Wearing a black robe with a tight waist, and a matching jade necklace.
Standing very upright, his chest erect, like a gentleman.
Full of truth.
Especially that eye .. divine, clean.
And pure.
Seeing such a pair of eyes, inwardly, Shang Liang Yue clicked her tongue twice.
Then looked at Concubine Li who was sitting in front of the female relatives.
Unsuspectedly.
This proud woman could give birth to such a clean and honest child.
He was helpless, because his son only loved to dance with knives and guns.
His smile was, his father liked him a lot.
To Consort Li, it was the best thing for the emperor to like.
After receiving the emperor's approval, Di Jiu Jin immediately turned his gaze on the person sitting at the lower right of the emperor.
It could be said that he had not seen anyone.
He just stared straight at this guy.
His eyes are hot!
When Di Jiu Jin saw this person, the eyes of the courtiers and female relatives also followed him.
Including emperors.
After seeing who Di Jiu Jin was looking at, the surroundings became quiet.
It was so quiet that the sound of melting snow could be heard.
One by one looked at the person sitting at the lower right of the emperor.
Their eyes widen.
Their expressions were surprised.
It was as if they had seen something terrifying.
For a while, they were unable to react.
But Shang Liang Yue reacted very quickly.
With a faint fury in his eyes, Shang Liang Yue looked at Di Yu who had stopped for tea.
Then on Di Jiu Jin.
Those who can hide from the outside cannot hide from the inside.
Shang Liang Yue was furious.
This brat!
Concubine Li looked into Di Jiu Jin's eyes, and the person Di Jiu Jin looked at.
Beef up!
Beef up!
Beef up!
Concubine Li's heart was pounding fast.
This kid!
Is he crazy?
Consort Li did not care much anymore.
He stood up to talk.
However, just as he was about to get up, Consort Li heard Di Jiu Jin say, "Uncle Huang, Jin'er wants to compete with Uncle Huang!"
As he spoke, Di Jiu Jin lifted his robe, and knelt down on one leg.
In an instant, the surroundings became even quieter.
Everyone forgot to breathe.
It seems like there is no one in this world.
Just vegetation!
When Consort Li heard Di Jiu Jin's words, her eyes darkened.
He's shaking!
Seeing Consort Li's appearance, the servant standing behind hurriedly supported her. "Your Majesty ..."
There is worry in the eyes.
No one had expected Di Jiu Jin to challenge the War God Linguo.
It—
Too overrated!
Consort Li was supported by a servant.
Consort Li put her hand on the forehead to calm down.
Make sure to stay calm.
If not ...
Today ...
He's finished!
It was Consort Li's attempt to calm herself down.
The courtiers and female relatives around him already have different thoughts.
Varied face.
They're shocked.
Can't believe.
They looked at Di Jiu Jin like they were seeing a ghost.
Imperial Uncle?
Nineteenth Uncle?
The Imperial God of War!
A person nicknamed a god is an unattainable existence.
He makes you look up.
Makes you worship.
Makes you amazed.
Such a person is a deity.
No one dared to challenge him.
Nah!
Now, Linguo's fifth prince, Di Jiu Jin, openly challenged this god.
This is unbelievable!
They even suspect that they heard wrong.
Something is wrong with their ears.
They were unwilling to believe that Di Jiu Jin would say such words.
The emperor was surprised.
But just shocked.
He was well aware of the personalities of his three sons, and Di Jiu Jin was no exception.
Now Di Jiu Jin wanted to compete with the nineteenth.
Although the emperor did not expect it, but it was not surprising.
His son is good at martial arts.
Jiu Jin is better at martial arts than literature.
According to Di Jiu Jin, this was not wrong.
Di Jiu Jin would cultivate what he liked, and other things followed.
Right now he wanted to compete with the nineteenth, he had no other intentions.
Just desperately wanted to compete with the nineteenth.
Not to win or lose.
Not for provocation.
In the emperor's eyes was a smile.
The Emperor looked at Di Yu.
Jin'er opened his mouth like this, and I don't know if the nineteen did it or not.
However, to be honest, the emperor hoped the nineteenth would respond.
The Emperor had long since not seen the nineteenth skill.
And want to see it.
At the same time, let's see how Jin'er is doing.
Of course, there is one more thing ...