The sun is rising.
The streets are already bustling with activity.
The carriage carrying the Qin family stopped at the outermost street in the north of the city.
Everyone in the Qin family got off the car and walked.
In every street, in addition to the people watching the excitement, there were also many guards guarding to prevent chaos.
The news that the City Lord's Mansion was ransacked last night has spread.
Many people were talking about it.
Luo Qingzhou listened carefully and found that most people were cheering and cursing City Lord Meng and his family for the evil things they had done.
And almost everyone was praising the eldest princess.
Judging from previous situations, almost all the people in Mo City are very supportive of the eldest princess.
Even Sister Dao regards the eldest princess as her idol and does not allow others to say bad things about her.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but admire the eldest princess's methods.
Of course, this is also the result of their own strength and cannot be slandered.
A while later.
Gradually more and more people gathered in the square.
Everyone from the Qin family came inside, to the place closest to the arena.
Qin Wen Zheng showed the guard in front of him his son's certificate of taking the exam before he was allowed to stand here and watch.
In addition to the families of the warriors taking the test, those who can stand in the front and watch include other warriors and people of status.
Ordinary people can only squeeze on the outside.
It's still early.
Everyone in the Qin family was cheering Qin Chuan on, telling him not to be nervous and just perform normally.
Song Ruyue's face was full of worry, and she repeatedly told him not to be stubborn and that safety was the most important thing.
"Anyway, your eldest brother has already been admitted to Dragon Tiger College, and our family has even produced a top scholar. It doesn't matter if you fail. It's not shameful to admit defeat."
As soon as she said this, everyone in the Qin family, including Qin Wenzhen, glared at her.
"Sister-in-law, Chuan'er hasn't even come on stage yet, and you're already talking about failure. That's really unlucky."
"Sister-in-law, you can't say that. Who would dislike their own children for being so successful? If Chuan'er passes the exam this time, it will be a double blessing for our Qin family."
"Sister-in-law, you should talk less."
Qin Wenzheng directly scolded: "If you can't speak, shut up!"
Seeing that she had angered the Qin family, Song Ruyue immediately shrank her neck, not daring to say anything. She pouted her lips, turned around and walked to the back, then came to her daughter and muttered aggrievedly, "Is it wrong for me to worry about my son?"
"Jianjia, is mother wrong?"
She said aggrievedly again.
Qin Jianjia shook her head slightly.
Song Ruyue sniffed, held her soft hand and said, "Our daughter is still the best. Those stinky old men, hum, will bully weak women like us..."
She glanced at someone standing at the back and immediately regained her momentum: "Qingzhou, you are now a scholar, why are you still like a little girl, hiding in the back shyly? Everyone is in the front encouraging your second brother, why don't you join in the fun?"
Luo Qingzhou was standing at the back, and before he could answer, Qiu'er beside him hurriedly said, "Madam, there will be more and more people later, and the son-in-law is afraid that someone will take the opportunity to squeeze in, so he stands at the back to protect the eldest lady."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her.
The others turned to look at her.
Even Xiaodie next to her looked at her with wide eyes, secretly admiring her in her heart: Sister Qiuer is so good at talking, is this the reason why the young master is talking
Luo Qingzhou saw Miss Qin looking at him, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Mother-in-law, I just didn't sleep well last night, and my head is a little dizzy. I don't want to talk, so I'm standing here quietly for a while."
Song Ruyue asked curiously, "Why didn't you sleep well last night? What happened?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at someone, lowered his head and said, "Read."
Song Ruyue showed a hint of surprise on her face, then nodded in approval, "Not bad, you are not arrogant despite your victory. This time, winning the imperial examination is indeed just the beginning for you. Qingzhou, you still need to work hard and strive to win the top prize for us."
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said, "Qingzhou will definitely live up to my mother-in-law's expectations."
Song Ruyue's face was full of smiles. She was very pleased and satisfied with his attitude.
How could she not be grateful when the juren master treated her with such respect
But the better the other person was, the more nervous she became.
She smiled slightly, approached Bailing, and whispered, "Keep an eye on this kid, don't let him stand behind and sneak away."
Bailing smiled and nodded.
Song Ruyue was worried, so she moved closer to Xia Chan and whispered, "Chan'er, keep an eye on this kid. He is most afraid of you. Don't let him run away."
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and said, "He doesn't dare."
Song Ruyue smiled and said, "I feel relieved as long as you are watching over me."
While a few people were chatting, another group of people came over.
More than twenty burly men surrounded a tall young man. They were all wearing blue tights with the three big words "Beishan Fist" embroidered on their chests.
"He Hong from the Nanshan Boxing Gym in the city."
Luo Qingzhou remembered that Second Brother Qin mentioned this name yesterday.
Another moment passed.
Qian Yiming from the Huwei Escort Agency was also surrounded by the crowd.
Jiang Yan from the Jiang family was dressed in white and holding a folding fan. He came accompanied by four servants and several maids.
Luo Yu from Chengguo Mansion came last, accompanied by Luo Yannian, Wang Shi, and several maids and nannies.
Many guards of Chengguo Mansion were killed or injured last night, and only four people followed the few people today.
Luo Qingzhou observed carefully and memorized all the people in Chengguo Mansion in his mind.
When they got closer, Luo Yannian and his son and Wang all looked at him with calm expressions, as if nothing had happened last night.
Luo Qingzhou also had a calm expression on his face, staring into their eyes without avoiding or giving way.
Luo Yu's gaze seemed to stay on him for only a few seconds, and then he looked ahead of him.
Wang suddenly grabbed his hand and spoke to him with a loving face.
Luo Yannian also walked in front of him, blocking his view.
Seeing this scene, Luo Qingzhou paused and looked in front of him.
Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, was standing there quietly, basking in the morning sunshine. Even though she was in the noisy crowd, she naturally exuded an immortal temperament that was pure and ethereal, as beautiful as a poem or a painting.
Bailing suddenly said, "Miss, your uncle is peeking at you from behind."
Luo Qingzhou looked away.
After a moment, he looked at the people in Chengguo Mansion again.
Luo Yu had already looked away, no other emotions visible on his face, he was staring at the stage with his fists clenched.
"when-"
The gong sounds.
Candidates are entering the examination room.
Under the expectation of the crowd, five candidates walked onto the large stage one after another and went to the back to draw lots.
In front of each candidate, there is a box containing the names of the other four candidates.
Those who catch each other start competing.
If the capture is not successful the first time, you can continue to capture.
When there is only one person left, he can take a break. After the four are narrowed down to the second, he will grab another person to challenge.
There is only one spot available for this enrollment.
So if you fail once, there will be no more chances.
The drawing of lots was over quickly.
He Yiming of Huwei Escort Agency, versus Jiang Yan of the Jiang family.
Coincidentally, one of them used a knife and the other used a sword, and both were warriors who practiced weapons.
Qin Chuan faced He Hong, the successor of Beishan Fist.
As for Luo Yu, you need to wait.
The gong sounded and the competition began soon.
The first pair to come on stage were He Yiming, a man of sturdy build holding a golden-ringed broadsword, and Jiang Yan, a man of elegant demeanor wearing a white suit and holding a green-bladed sword.
The warriors below the stage immediately started shouting.
The two men faced each other, bowed to each other, and started fighting immediately after the examiner said start.
He Yiming's swordsmanship was extremely ferocious, and he chopped and hacked wildly like a violent storm.
It looked rough and chaotic, but it was actually very methodical. The big knife was swung tightly and made a whirring sound.
However, Jiang Yan's swordsmanship was light and agile. He did not take the attack head-on, but relied on his footwork to easily swing his sword to dissipate the force.
Push, stick, pick, press, stab, and so on, the sword light flashed, the figures overlapped, and they seemed to be strolling leisurely in the dense knife shadows, surrounding He Yiming with circle steps and countering his moves.
In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought for hundreds of moves.
He Yiming's swordsmanship was fierce and swift, but it also consumed a lot of internal energy and strength. After a few chops, his speed began to slow down slightly.
At this moment, Jiang Yan's swordsmanship suddenly changed, becoming faster, more fierce, and more fierce.
The two fought for more than a hundred moves, and both were covered in bruises.
Jiang Yan originally wanted to rely on his own body movement and swordsmanship to consume the opponent's internal and physical strength first, and then slowly take his course. However, the opponent's physical and internal strength were extremely strong, and his sword was still ferocious.
He was hit directly on the shoulder. If he had not dodged quickly, his entire shoulder would have been chopped off.
The two men were panting and sweating as they continued to fight fiercely on the stage.
The martial artists in the audience were dazzled and excited, and they all shouted loudly. Some said to chop his lower body, and some said to stab his left shoulder...
Xia Chan held the sword, looked at it for a while, then suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.
Luo Qingzhou had come up behind her at some point, sniffing her hair.
The two looked at each other.
Luo Qingzhou was about to speak when a warrior next to him suddenly pointed at him and glared at him, "Little girl, this scholar just sniffed behind you for a long time and even squatted down to sniff your skirt. He's a pervert. Tell your parents now!"
Luo Qingzhou looked at him and said, "I am her parent."
The warrior was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the pretty girl and asked, "Is he your parent?"
Before Xia Chan could reply, Luo Qingzhou suddenly reached out, held her cold little hand, and then raised it up to show him.
At this time, Xiaodie also came over and angrily said to the warrior: "We are together, why are you meddling in our business!"
The warrior's face froze, he turned his head away awkwardly, looked at the stage, and said nothing more.
Everyone in the Qin family was staring at the competition on the stage, and no one paid any attention to them.
Luo Qingzhou held the cold and tender little hand in his hand, and used his other hand to caress and knead it and play with it wantonly.
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand and looked at him coldly. She struggled hard with her little hand but failed to break free.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the stage and said, "Chanchan, that person's sword is much slower than yours. If you go on stage, you will definitely get first place."
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a scream.
The elegant Master Jiang, who was holding a sword, was careless and was chopped on the right leg by the opponent!
The entire right leg actually flew out.