Shengman's own inner thoughts are also as she showed, if she wants to achieve a career, how can she casually let people see what she thinks in her heart? Although Sister Deman has always been a simple performance, who dares to say that she really understands her? Both His Majesty and the Queen thought she had come for revenge, but she did not act like revenge; Sister Tianming asked her to stay away from this place of right and wrong, but she became more and more involved, and finally stripped Sister Tianming out of it; Mimuro and the others thought she was a little girl who didn't know anything about the world, but she beat them all down. She was born to be a king, she was born to be a king, and the depth of her heart and the delicacy of her mind are beyond her reach. This is also the reason why Shengman has been on the edge of power, originally she helped Deman, she could get huge power, but she did not appear in the court.

Maybe her little nephew has the same mind as her, but the little nephew is too young after all, and his mind is not calm enough, although he also wants to learn to figure out the way of people, but the heat is not enough. She clearly said that people's hearts are unpredictable, but in fact, she just wanted to tell her little nephew not to believe what she saw in front of her. But her little nephew still doesn't understand the intentions of these elders, and if he doesn't make a mistake, he won't know the care of the elders.

Compared with the training of the Hualang in full swing, Shengman's lively betting, and Deman's power struggle, Bi Tan seems to have nothing to do. He didn't have anything to do lately, and the master and princess were busy holding the Fengyue Lord Competition, hoping to find out what talents they could use so that they could win them over in time. The Hanaro are busy preparing for the competition, and even Yu Xianlang, who doesn't have to participate in the competition, is busy training guards for Princess Tianming. As for himself, he can only walk between the markets and tease the dogs, and have nothing to do.

Vitan walked the streets boredly, and the constant remarks about the Lord of the Wind and Moon poured into his ears. Some people are discussing who might become the Wind Moon Lord, while others are discussing how much bounty the Wind Moon Lord will bet on him. But all this excitement and concern belong to others and have nothing to do with themselves. Perhaps, since Deman entered the palace, everything has been far away from him, although he has the privilege of entering and leaving the palace without restrictions, but he feels that he is getting farther and farther away from Deman. A gust of wind blew, and Vi Tan shivered, suddenly feeling so lonely and desolate.

A familiar figure with gray hair and hands behind his back flashed in front of him, and an inexplicable thought flashed through Vitan's mind. So he hesitated for a moment in the street, and then followed.

When Vennu returned from outside, he found that someone was following, and he wanted to catch him, but he found that he was very familiar with people. Back in his small courtyard, Wen Nu said without looking back: "Come out!" ”

"Master!" Vitan bowed and saluted.

Vennu didn't respond, and walked back to the house with his hands behind his back, and Vitan hurriedly followed, and saw Vennu sitting down in the room, and Vitan hurriedly knelt down. Wen Nu poured himself a glass of water, took a sip, and said calmly: "You kid, have you learned to follow now?" ”

"Master, the disciple didn't mean it, I just saw you on the street, so I came back with me, definitely not to offend the master, please master Mingjian."

"Don't you really help the princess? Why are you messing around in the streets again? Vennu's face was stained with a thin anger.

"Why didn't I really help the princess? It's just that now everyone is busy with Fengyue Lord Bicai, I'm neither a Lang disciple nor a flower Lang, how can I help? Vitan's voice grew quieter and quieter, almost muttering.

"Hey---" Vennu sighed softly. "Get up!"

"Yes, master!" Vitan stood respectfully to the side.

"You bear with me first, how can my disciple of Wennu be anyone's disciple? When the Fengyue Lord Contest passes, I will announce your disciple status to the outside world and make you a real Hualang. Vennu said seriously.

"Then why can't you say it at this time? Can I participate in the Wind Moon Lord Competition? Vitan struggled to control the excitement in his heart.

"Do you want to be the Lord of the Wind and Moon so much?" There was a tucked look on Vennu's face.

"No, master, I just want to know how far I've followed my master all these years!" Vitan hurriedly argued. "Does the master distrust me so much?"

"No, it's not that I don't trust you, but you've always been frizzy, and the master just thinks that your experience is not enough." Vennu's tone was not as meaningful as expected.

"So can the master give me the things in the temple to study? I've heard that something has been delivered. Vitan asked cautiously.

"You kid, and you say there's no tracking? How do you always covet something that isn't yours? Vennu was furious and rebuked.

"Didn't the master say that those things were left for me? How can you say that I am covetous? Vitan looked at Vennu with some disappointment, but in his mind he recalled the scene when Vennu traveled all over the world with little Vitan.

At that time, everywhere he went, Vennu would observe the topography of various places and depict them, especially the terrain of Baekje and Goguryeo.

"Master, is this what we're wandering around for?" Seeing the master writing and drawing on the book in the distance, Xiao Bi Tan asked puzzled.

"Yes, Vitam! This is for you! At that time, the master had a kind face. But since the battle to protect these "own" things, the kind master is gone, replaced by a cold master, just like the person in front of him.

"It's yours, it will be yours after all, it's not time yet, I can't give it to you yet." Vennu's tone was a little helpless. "Alright, you go back! I will give you a master-apprentice ceremony after the Lord of the Wind and Moon, announce it to everyone, and make you officially my successor. ”

Bi Tan turned around and went back, and although he saluted, he did not show any respect.

The next day was the first day of the Fengyue Lord Competition, and the various flower langs hurriedly ran to the martial arts arena early in the morning. The disciples are also very active, on the one hand, they want to cheer for their own Hwarang, and on the other hand, they want to see the grand event of Hwarang's competition.

Shengman stood on the lookout and looked at the hurried flowers below, expressionless. But the sharp eyes betrayed the unpeace in her heart, and she knew that this was not just a simple competition between the Lord of the Wind and Moon, but also a competition for power between Meimuro and Emperor Deman.

* In the solemn martial arts arena, the flowers were in a hurry, but they rushed to the front of the stage in an orderly manner, and in the martial arts arena where all the Lang disciples gathered, and Mei Muro, De Man, Wen Nu and Qi Su were all sitting, the tiger was instructed by De Man and Mei Muro, signaling the Lang people to calm down.

"From today onwards, all Hualang will participate in the competition, regardless of region, and the final choice of the master of Fengyue will be determined by the total results of the three rounds of competition. The first two rounds are literary exams, which are asked by the national immortals, answered by each flower, and finally are martial arts competitions. Each flower lang can ask for help to get answers, but they cannot collude or release water. ”

"Isn't the selection of the main Fengyue based on the competition? When are there two more rounds? The crowd looked at each other and discussed.

Hu Cai raised his hand to signal the disciples to stop talking, and Wen Nu, who was sitting in the position of the national immortal, stood up.

"The Lord of the Wind and Moon is the head of my Hualang, you can't have brute force and no resourcefulness, how will you command one side in the future?" Wen Nu brought the words of internal strength and spread in the martial arts arena. "After the end of the game, the flowers gathered in the conference hall for the first competition."

After saying that, Vennu gestured to Mimuro and Deman respectively. "Your Highness, since the two of you have allowed me to preside over this competition, am I qualified to decide how to compete?"

"Everything is up to the Immortal." Mimuro and Derman nodded in agreement. Where the eyes meet, there are strange colors.

In the hall of the flower room, there are still four people such as Deman, and each flower lang sits around the round table, although everyone sits, but the room is silent. Hu Cai stepped forward and saluted, and after receiving Wen Nu's signal, he said in a loud voice: "Hua Lang Bicai starts now, please ask Lord Guoxian to solve the question." ”

Guoxian did not push back, stood up, stood with his hands in his hands, and said loudly: "Ask all the flowers, when you entered the Lang Gate just now, how many of the guards you passed by were not Lang disciples. ”

Hanaro, who was sitting around the round table, made eye contact with each other, but did not dare to speak. Yu Xin recalled carefully, and only remembered the three of them, and they didn't seem to be Lang disciples. But it's just a fleeting moment, but it's not very certain.

"Yu Xinlang, do you have an answer?" Miroom smiled.

"I'm not sure, Xiao Chen thinks it's three people." Yu Xin replied respectfully.

"Oh? Do other Hanarang have other answers? Vennu asked with a smile.

"It's five!" Pojong replied quickly and surely.

"Really? Bao Zonglang, surely? Vennu asked, still smiling. Yu Xinlang, please tell me where the three people you saw are. ”

"There is a man on the left hand side of the door who is not wearing Lang disciple clothes, and there are two people on the right hand side who are not holding a sword, but *."

"Bao Zonglang, who are the five people you are talking about?"

"In addition to the three people mentioned by Yu Xinlang, there are also two people in front of His Majesty's stairs who are not wiping their foreheads."

"Very good, although it can't be counted, but Bao Zonglang has already answered the best. So, this try, Bao Zong Lang Sheng, you have no objection! Wen Nu looked at Baozong with a teachable expression.

Everyone nodded without objection, and Bao Zongzhi was full of pride.

"Then I'll come up with the second question, please listen to the flowers, Emperor Zhenxing once said, when I think of the future of Silla, I feel a chill down my spine, may I ask, what does Silla mean?" Vennu asked with a righteous face. "You wait for Hualang, you are the future of the kingdom of God, you need to know the future of the kingdom of God."

This question was like a thunderclap on the ground, and the faces of Deman and Mimuro, who were sitting high, changed, and all the Hanaro looked at each other. Deman was very puzzled by the purpose of Vennu's question, Mimuro's smiling face obviously knew why, but obviously she didn't want to say the answer, what was this? I can make the art room secret!