He Qingping suppressed his heart, and slowly walked back to Ning Palace, in the entire Jinyang Palace, except for the cold palace, the most remote and dilapidated house, since he can remember, he has never seen his father here, and then he grew up, and he also understood that his father had not been here since he was born.

His mother was widowed for more than ten years.

He Qingping pushed open the door, the door creaked, there was no palace maid servant inside, only an old servant with a very big grade, clumsy hands and feet, and even the food was often burned.

Concubine Zhen has no opinion on this, she said that she used to be a maid, and now she has someone to serve, which is a blessing she has cultivated in eight lifetimes, and she is very content.

He Qingping saw that his mother was in a corner, giving him a pair of soles, he calmed down, tried to suppress the doubts and unhappiness in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and slowly walked forward, "Mother, I'm back..."

When Concubine Zhen saw her son, a smile immediately appeared on her face, but she was a little flustered, and said, "Ping'er, come back so early, isn't it 'Qingcang Society' today?" I thought you'd stay for a long time and the meal wasn't ready for you. She left and got up, ready to cook herself, and she had never let anyone else cook the dishes her son ate.

He Qingping chuckled and said, "Today is all some ritual activities, I will come back first, and tomorrow will be the official competition." ”

The look of concern on Concubine Zhen's face was even worse, "Oh? Tomorrow is the competition? Then I'll have to eat better tonight......"

"No need, mother." He Qingping hugged his mother and said, "I ate a lot with the teacher at noon, and it was very hearty." ”

"Oh? Ningxiang Hou, ah......" Concubine Zhen's voice became respectful, "You have to listen to him outside, you have to know how to be grateful, he is the great benefactor of our family..."

He Qingping nodded solemnly, remembered Ning Xianghou's question, and asked: "My son has to make a big decision now, and I want to ask my mother's opinion, I ......"

Concubine Zhen interrupted her son's words and said, "You don't have to ask me, I'm a woman, and I don't know too much, and I don't want to affect your own judgment because of my words." I know my son is not simple, if you really want to do something, just do it, don't worry about your mother. ”

He Qingping's eyes were a little blurry, and he suddenly thought that when he was a child, when he left the palace to go to the barracks that day, his mother said something similar - she would not show her son the way according to her own wishes, but just hoped that he could follow his heart and go his own way.

"I see." He Qingping nodded, ready to walk back to his room, he had to seize the last time to prepare well.

At this time, his mother's voice came from behind him, "I believe in fate, Qingping, you have to believe in yourself, you will not be an ordinary person." ”

……

The next day, it was already dawn.

He Nuo hurried to the Qianran Academy Palace, and heard a crackling sound inside, obviously Wubi had already started.

He Nuo touched his pocket and was shocked: "Oh no, I forgot to bring my hand." "And this hand is a token of entering the Qianran Academy.

The guards guarding the door stopped He Nuo, looked at this kid, dressed in cloth, and didn't show his hand, he really didn't look like a person who was going to compete, and there was no politeness in his voice, and shouted: "What kind of person, dare to break into the Qianran School Palace, do you know what day it is?" ”

He Nuo was anxious, worried that he would miss the competition, so he hurriedly responded: "I am He Nuo!" I'm going to participate in the Thousand Ran Club! ”

"Bastard!" The guard scolded, "It's obviously the Qingcang Society, even this is wrong, and you dare to say that you want to participate in the competition, could it be a spy from the Yue Kingdom in the south?" ”

He Nuo didn't have the heart to argue with him, and wanted to snatch it through the gap, but he was stopped by the guards with guns.

He Nuo had no choice but to shout loudly and wanted to go over.

For a while, the situation was a little noisy, and a person came out of the door, that person had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a long figure, it was Lu Chuanlin, the right attendant of the military department, and the guard saw the senior official of the military department, and hurriedly announced: "This kid trespassed into the Qingcang Society, did not bring his hand, and dared to pretend blindly." ”

Lu Chuanlin had naturally seen He Nuo, waved his hand, beckoned him over, and asked, "Why did you ...... so carelessly?"

He Nuo lowered his head and didn't know what to say.

Lu Chuanlin glanced at He Nuo's red eyes and asked, "It's been a long time, right?" Have you practiced it? ”

He Nuo was shocked in his heart, secretly wondering how this high-ranking officer of the military department knew what I was practicing, so he nodded, but he didn't dare to say more.

Lu Chuanlin patted He Nuo's shoulder, didn't ask any more, and pointed in the direction: "Come in." ”

Only the guards outside the door were dumbfounded, and Lu Chuanlin's voice was kind: "You did the right thing, do things according to the rules, I won't punish you, but you will have more vision in the future." ”

The guards looked at the high-ranking officials of the military department and entered the door, only feeling that all this had happened by coincidence, and thought, "Why did Lord Right Squire think of coming to inspect in person today?" ”

But many things are not figured out by a small person like him.

……

He Nuo hurriedly walked into the hall, and saw that the competition had begun in the six rings, just like headless flies, at this time Lu Chuanlin slowly walked over and said casually, "The third stage, I have already arranged it." ”

He Nuo hurriedly thanked him and came to the third platform. Not long after, He Nuo heard his name being called, clenched the long knife he was carrying at his waist, jumped into the ring, and stared with bated breath.

The person on the other side looked familiar, it seemed to be Zhao Rui, the son of Zhao Mo, the deputy commander of Wu Dewei, but he was only familiar, and he didn't have a deep friendship.

Of course, on such a hot occasion, neither side will be polite.

He Nuo took a leap and carried the first layer of the Shadow Tyrant of the Soul Suppression Sword Technique, and the sword light was very bold.

Zhao Rui was taken aback, he didn't expect this emaciated kid to have such great power, he didn't dare to slack off in his heart, and immediately lifted the spear and went straight over.

Boom!

A sound of metal handover sounded, Zhao Rui's arm hurt, and his whole body was pulled backwards by a huge force, and he took ten steps back in a row, and fell directly into the ring!

The guards on the side didn't react for a while, and after a while, they realized that the victory and defeat had been divided, and shouted: "He Nuosheng!" ”

He Nuo breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he won so easily, but Zhao Rui seemed to just come to give it a try, and he was not so upset, but for the sake of the young man's face, he said one more word: "Don't be too happy, if you meet my brother, you will lose!" ”

He Nuo shrugged his shoulders and was noncommittal.

The tense game continued......

"He Nuosheng!"

"He Nuosheng!"

It didn't take long for He Nuo to win two more games in a row, he was slightly surprised in his heart, although the soul suppression sword technique he had learned was profound, but he obviously felt that his opponents were very weak, including Zhao Rui, he also knew, longer than Wenfu and clumsy in martial arts, when he met such an opponent, it was simply a big bargain, as for the two opponents he met later, the strength was not strong, He Nuo was so easy all the way, and he was a little uneasy in his heart.

He looked up into the distance and suddenly saw Lu Chuanlin, the right attendant of the military department, but he seemed to have his back to him and did not look at himself.

After He Nuo's easy three wins, he looked around, and the other competitions ended one after another. At this time, there were only forty people left, and the final ten were to be chosen from among them.

The six small rings were quickly dismantled and a larger one was erected. The final draw was presided over by He Muhan himself, and these forty people stepped forward in turn and drew a paper ball from He Muhan's hand - this is also a tradition left over from Qianran, after all, this kind of opportunity to get close to the emperor has never been once in many people's lives.

However, those young juniors were so nervous that they paid more attention to the paper ball in their hands at this time.

He Nuo was no exception, and when he opened the paper ball, there were only four words on it: the fourth scene.

At this time, under the guidance of the inner attendant, he was waiting to play, but to He Nuo's surprise, when he glanced over and looked at his opponent, the person who drew the "fourth game" was actually Rong Ying.

Rong Ying seemed to anticipate this result, looked at He Nuo and smiled, raised his middle finger, and whispered, "You are determined to lose......"