At the end of the competition, Emperor Jing took the lead amid the cheers of the crowd.
As for Paba, he simply left the delegation behind and went to find Fang Zhengyi alone.
At this time, Li Yuanzhao, Fang Zhengyi, Zhang Biao and others were in the preparation room of the stadium.
Chi Lie was placed on a bench, and two doctors were busy at work, one taking his pulse and the other bandaging him.
The ear that was bitten off by Zhang Biao was placed aside. It was impossible to reattach it, so he could only take it home to remember it.
Paba couldn't help but turn his head away when he saw Chi Lie's miserable appearance with wounds all over his body.
He looked at Fang Zheng and wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
Fang Zheng sighed, walked up and patted him on the shoulder.
"Master, victory and defeat are common in the military. Fortunately, Chi Lie's injuries are not too serious. He should be able to recover after two days of rest."
"But the ears..."
I thought about how I was full of confidence when I came here in the morning, but I was slapped in the face in just a short while.
Paba shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Fists and feet have no eyes. Brother Fang, please help me find more doctors to treat Chi Lie."
Fang Zhengyi was in a good mood at this time. Zhang Biao won the fight and only suffered minor injuries.
"Master, you are too polite. This is only natural. Why don't you go back to the Honglu Guesthouse first? Once his wound is bandaged, I will send someone to take him back."
Seeing that Chi Lie was safe and sound, Paba nodded, turned and left, glancing at Zhang Biao before leaving.
Seeing him leave, Fang Zheng turned around and smiled at Zhang Biao, "Get ready and cover the wound on your face. There should be a lot of reporters waiting for you outside. Let me show you off today!"
"Ah? Young Master, you didn't mention this before...what should I say then?" Zhang Biao asked puzzledly.
"Tsk! Didn't we win the fight? I have a manuscript here, you should memorize it first!" Fang Zheng stuffed a piece of paper into Zhang Biao's hand without saying a word.
Then Zhang Biao was pulled aside and started to put on makeup.
Li Yuanzhao was standing nearby, holding Zhang Biao's Tang sword. When he saw him leave, he approached Fang Zhengyi and whispered, "Old Fang, how about giving me this sword?"
"Your Highness, take it if you like it." Fang Zheng glanced at the Tang sword and nodded. "However, I still have something to tell Your Highness, and Your Highness probably won't be returning to the palace for a while."
Li Yuanzhao kept playing with the Tang sword in his hand and said happily: "Yeah, I'll come back tonight... Hey, this sword is really good, it's sharp and the material is also very good. This is the first time I have seen such a sword!"
"But... it's so thin that it should be easy to curl the blade."
"Hey? Lao Fang, what do you want to say?" Li Yuanzhao suddenly came back to his senses at this time.
"It's about your medical team messing around in the neighborhood." Fang Zheng said.
"Nonsense?" Li Yuanzhao immediately looked puzzled. "Old Fang, what do you mean by nonsense? I asked them to improve the hygiene. You know that eating dirty things can make you sick."
"Many restaurants in the area use rotten ingredients to cook. It's simply appalling!"
"I think it's OK."
Fang Zhengyi sighed and said, "Okay, Your Highness is right. Why don't we go back to the town this afternoon to take a look at the situation first?"
Zhang Biao had also put on makeup at this time, and the wound on his face was covered up.
His upper body was still naked except for a red cape. He walked up to Fang Zhengyi and said, "Master, I'm ready!"
"Go out when you're ready, and then go home and rest early."
There are crowds of people outside the Mid-Levels Plaza!
In addition to the audience who were originally in the venue, the thunderous cheers in the venue also attracted a lot of audiences outside the venue, and the total number exceeded 20,000.
Led by reporters such as Shen Yi, they stood guard at the exit, ready to block Zhang Biao from coming out.
Not long after, Zhang Biao slowly emerged from behind him, wearing a flirtatious red cloak.
Shen Yi immediately stepped forward, with an assistant beside him holding a pen and paper to help record.
Looking at the enthusiastic crowd, Shen Yi instructed his assistant: "Write down everything I say and rewrite it when you go back."
"If I can get it right this time, maybe I can get some big diamonds as a reward!"
The assistant nodded excitedly!
This news must be explosive! Twenty thousand people were watching, the emperor was in person, and defeating the most powerful warrior on the grassland was enough to win a reward!
Shen Yi thought for a moment, muttered twice, and then said: "We are now outside the Mid-Levels Stadium, and the people of Beijing are waiting with us for Sang Biao to come out!"
“I’m glad to see my Da Jing win. The 20,000-plus spectators at the scene accompanied Sang Biao until the very last moment!”
"Now, Sang Biao is walking out..."
\"Refund! RNM refund! I bet on Sang Biao and lost! It must be a fake match! How could Heishan Chilie lose when he is so strong? It must be a fake match! Shameless! Refund my ticket money!\"
"Heishan Chilie! Are you worthy of us? CNM! Pay us the money!"
"Long live Dajing!!!"
When the onlookers saw reporters collecting news on the scene, they immediately became excited and started to cheer.
For a moment, the scene was in chaos and people were talking about all kinds of things.
Shen Yi felt his head swelling on the spot!
This was the first time he had experienced so many people chattering and clamoring.
Seeing that the crowd was still not calm, Shen Yi shouted on the spot: "Everyone stop shouting! The officers and soldiers are still here!!"
The crowd calmed down immediately and looked around in panic...
Fortunately, Zhang Biao also came out at this moment.
The red cape made her look unusually coquettish, and the crowd was in an uproar again.
Shen Yi took the initiative to greet him and said, "Sang Biao! May I ask how you feel about winning this game today? What is Chi Lie's strength like..."
Zhang Biao raised his head and remained silent for a while.
"Well... Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, the court, thank you..."
.............
In the Banshan newspaper office, Fang Zhengyi and Li Yuanzhao had already rushed back.
Fang Zhengyi was leaning back in his chair.
During this half day, he was more nervous than anyone else, fearing that Zhang Biao would be killed on the court.
Fortunately, there was no danger...and the incident was resolved safely.
As soon as you relax your mind, you will feel tired immediately.
However, Li Yuanzhao still looked full of energy. He kept playing with the Tang sword in his hand and occasionally swinging it a few times.
Seeing that Fang Zhengyi had no intention of speaking.
Li Yuanzhao took the initiative to speak: "Old Fang, tell me, what's the problem with the medical team?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Zhengyi took out a stack of papers from the drawer beside him and handed them to Li Yuanzhao, saying, "Your Highness, take a look."
“This is all good work done by the health team.”
"They forced the people to rebuild the restaurant behind your back, extorted money, and took the opportunity to cause trouble!"
"The street vendors are also suffering terribly from their torture."
"The most serious thing is that His Majesty already knows about this. If it continues like this, His Highness will be back in the palace soon."
Li Yuanzhao frowned and looked through the documents in his hand.
Then he looked up and said in confusion: "This... I know everything!"
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