Jiang Ming understood the meaning of Qixia's words, and suddenly felt that his hands and feet were cold and difficult to accept. A man is able to trade the life of his mother, his clan, for power and status. Although he has read many ancient books and classics since he was a child, it is recorded in the records of the succession of dynasties, but no one who is not stepping on the corpses of relatives and friends has climbed to the pinnacle of power.

There is not a horse that gallops across the field that does not carry blood-stained reins; The majesty of the world, there is no one who is not lonely and sleepless at night. The bloodiness of power and the cruelty of status will be difficult to understand in the book before. It wasn't until today that Qixia told a story to himself that he felt so real.

"You mean, this conspiracy may be related to the deceit of the court?"

The little girl shook her head, looking at ease, and did not become a little sad because of the heaviness of the topic, "It's hard to say!" But yesterday I saw that the Elder of the Divine Punishment Pavilion went to find Daddy. I can guess a seven, seven, eight, eight. After Qi Xia finished speaking, he didn't know where to conjure an apple out of nowhere, and handed it half to Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming did not continue to delve into this matter. As Qi Xia said, in the past few years, the imperial court has been sending people to Qionghua to find a master, and it must be more or less inseparable from these things. Although they have always practiced in the mountains, after each class of Qionghua disciples have completed their studies, they will return to the people. When the imperial court hires talents, it will often use this as a criterion to select.

When the summer heat arrives, the weather is gradually getting hotter. Jiang Ming, who finished practicing his sword in the courtyard in the early morning, was sweating all over. I was washing by the pond with a handkerchief, and I was interested in watching the various koi fish swimming among the pink lotus flowers in the lotus pond. Pick up the pebbles and start the water.

"Jiang Ming!"

"Master." Jiang Ming turned to look at the gentle and virtuous teacher, and walked over wearing the white coarse cloth clothes of her life.

"I heard that the recent rain in the Jianghuai area has been dense, and the wood machine (now fungus) is also growing well. Qi Xia is making a fuss about eating, and when you turn around, you ask the people in the fire house to go down the mountain to buy some back. As she spoke, she raised her hand and broke off a ginkgo branch full of leaves. By the way, the weather is getting hotter and hotter after the summer, and the master is preparing to make new clothes for you and Qixia. What style do you like? ”

Jiang Ming never cares about this, the clothes fit well and are comfortable. But it didn't seem to disturb the interest of the master, so she had to say: "The master has a unique vision, and you will like it all the things you do." ”

Madame Bai looked at the young man who had honey on his mouth, and suddenly smiled from ear to ear, muttering: "Qixia wants a pink cigarette, can I make you a cyan one?" ”

"Okay." Mrs. Jiang Ming helped Mrs. Bai hold the broken ginkgo strips, thought about it, and asked in a low voice: "Master, you have broken so many ginkgo trees from the master, I am not afraid that his old man will know!" ”

Madame Bai turned around, raised her eyebrows, and said playfully: "You kid, if you don't say it, I won't say it, how will his dead old man know." ”

Jiang Ming looked at the childish master and knew who Qixia's little guy was weird from. After helping Mrs. Bai carry the ginkgo back to the house, Lingdie sent a message that the master was waiting for him in the Xingchen Pavilion. So, the Ming Dynasty walked quickly towards the Xingchen Pavilion.

The wood-colored Xingchen Pavilion is located on the west side of Zihua Palace, and every morning, the sunlight will shine on the bookcase on the second floor of Xingchen Pavilion. Jiang Ming trotted all the way to the second floor.

At that time, the master was talking to Lord Shenlu. Jiang Ming originally wanted to wait for the master to finish before going in, but he never thought that he had just walked to the door and was called in by the master.

"Master, Lord Shenlu." Will be respectful salute, greetings. The Divine Punishment Pavilion was mainly responsible for the laws of the Great Xia Dynasty. And Shenlu, as an elder of the Divine Punishment Pavilion, is an official to the secretary of the cabinet, and he is a good product.

"This is the boy?" Shen Lu looked Jiang Ming up and down.

Yin Lingzi nodded slightly, smoothed his beard, and said, "Yes, this is the child back then." ”

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect it to be so big now?" Shenlu looked at the talented boy in front of him and nodded with satisfaction. The joy on his face was incomparable. And Jiang Ming on the side vaguely felt that the topic of the master and the adult was around him.

"Jiang Ming, do you have that piece of jade pendant that the teacher gave you?"

"Jiang Ming never left." After Jiang Ming finished speaking, he took off the white jade unicorn jade pendant from his neck and handed it to Yin Lingzi's hand. The god law on the side took the jade pendant and looked at it carefully, as if he was sure of something and nodded.

"Jiang Ming, this is nothing to do with you, you go down!" After Yin Lingzi returned the white jade unicorn jade pendant to the general, he let him leave there.

Because the next day I have to prepare for the second round of exams - I have to learn everything. So after Jiang Ming left, he went to the martial arts arena at the foot of Tongyao Mountain early.

Not far from the gladiatorial arena is an elegant bamboo house, which was built at some point, but Shoaki remembers that this house has been there for as long as he can remember. The bamboo house is only more than ten square meters, and behind the house is a ginkgo forest. Every year in late autumn, when the ginkgo biloba turns yellow branches, the beauty here is moving.

Jiang Ming slept here for one night, and the next morning he was just about to get up to practice his sword, when he saw Mu Shenghua, a disciple of the Fuhua Palace, who had arrived early.

"Daizong. Good morning! "I saw a young man dressed in a single coat, with white sleeves, slightly floating by the morning breeze, and it was particularly conspicuous in the green eyes. Mu Shenghua didn't expect to meet Jiang Ming here, so she shouted timidly.

"Ann. Why did you come here? ”

"I get up in the morning to pick some dew and want to go back to make wine for my master." Mu Shenghua lied casually, and at this time, her heart was like a drum playing, bumping and ringing.

Jiang Ming knew at that time that his daughter's family's thoughts, so he didn't have much suspicion. He turned around and went to practice his sword in an open area in the forest. The sword rises and the long wind bird is shocked, and the leaves and flowers fall all over the sky. How does Yingfa know that the mountains and forests are lonely? The white clothes should be hollow and sound.

Under the guise of picking dew, Mu Shenghua looked at Jiang Ming from time to time, her life was only a few decades, and she hoped that time could stand still.

"Senior Sister Mu, the time for the competition is almost up, let's fight in the gladiatorial arena." After practicing the sword, Jiang Ming wiped his sweat again and again, and shouted Mu Shenghua over and over again.

At three o'clock, the competition officially began, and at this time, all the disciples who participated in the competition had arrived. This competition is public, so many people came to each palace, standing in twos and threes. In this wonderful competition, how could they give up the opportunity to learn.

In the first competition, Jiang Liu of the second Xingyue Palace was speechless against the fourteenth Wenxiu Palace Liu.

As soon as the two entered the arena, the noise began to rise from under the stage. The disciples of Wenxiu Palace have always looked down on the wealthy second ancestor of Xingyue Palace. also bluntly said that if Jiang Liu hadn't taken the artifact at home, the Fire Repeater, he would have no chance to advance. Although the disciples of the Star Moon Palace didn't like Jiang Liu very much, but in the current situation, they had no choice but to have a war of words with those people in Wenxiu Palace.

"The competition does not impose more restrictions on the exercises, you can play freely, according to your ability." Jiang Ming stood on the viewing platform on the side, his voice was not loud, but the audience stopped abruptly in an instant.

"You are the precious son of the Liu family? If you want me to say, your sister is so beautiful, why aren't you handsome at all? Mo was not born and raised by the same mother. Before the game started, Jiang Liuyao's nature was suddenly exposed.

When Liu Wuyan heard this, he was angry, and he just wanted to fight back, but he heard this second ancestor say: "If you lose to me today, will you give my sister a concubine?" Or you think I'm a daddy, and I'll teach you martial arts! ”

"You!" At this time, Liu Wuyan was already completely enraged, and the short sword in his hand was already full of spiritual power. Only to leave a knife on the neck of the second ancestor with teeth and claws.

No one knew that at this time, Jiang Ming had already crossed out Liu Wuyan's name on the list of competition results.

"How do I? I let you have a hand, and you may not be able to beat me? After Jiang Liu finished speaking, he deliberately raised his eyebrows at Liu Wuyan, looking like a scoundrel, and slowly took out a long whip.

"Suffer death!" Liu Wuyan gritted his teeth and rushed towards Jiang Liu. Because of his anger, he didn't seem to have the energy to think about what kind of exercises Jiang Liu would use. Knowing that he rushed to Jiang Liu's side and saw Jiang Liu, who disappeared without a trace in an instant, he realized that he had been tricked.

Although Jiang Liu was a person from the Star Moon Palace, the low-level Xuanfa was not difficult, and he used the transfer of Wenxiu Palace to dodge Liu Wuyan's attack. Then he swung the long whip from behind Liu Wuyan, but Jiang Liu didn't accumulate soul power to attack this one, because he felt that the competition was the end of the point.

But he didn't expect Liu Wuyan to feel that Jiang Liu was looking down on him, and he became more and more angry. Accumulated half of the soul power in his right hand for a while, and then used the shadow clone to conjure up five figures and appear around Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu looked at the five figures who kept wandering beside him, closed his eyes, raised his long whip and slashed towards the figure in front of him.

"Oops!"