After He Yaotian instructed He Wuxian to take some precautions, the four of them set off.

The Autumn Hunting Conference is held in the Black Armor Camp every time, and on the day of the Autumn Hunting Conference, all the people who participate in the conference will gather in the Black Armor Camp outside the sky.

He Yaotian, He Wuxi, He Wuregret, He Feng and others rode their horses all the way to the Black Armor Camp, and the school field of the camp was already crowded.

At the gate of the Black Armor Battalion, there is a team of soldiers guarding it, and everyone who wants to enter needs to show their family badge.

In Qingyuan Kingdom, only nobles have family badges, so those who can enter the Black Armor Camp are all nobles of Qingyuan Kingdom.

Rao was like this, and when He Wuxian saw that there were thousands of people on the school ground, he couldn't help but gasp.

"So many people participate in the Autumn Hunting Conference, Princess Zichen's charm is too great, right?"

Hearing this, He Feng on the side smiled: "The eldest young master doesn't know, there are probably only a few hundred nobles in the Quanqing Yuan Kingdom, but there is more than one person in each family. It's like our He family, you and the second young master are both under twenty years old, so both of you are eligible to participate. ”

"Moreover, most of these people who are not married are running for Princess Zichen, and those who are married may also be running for the championship reward. ”

While talking, the group walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

Along the way, all the soldiers of the Black Armor Battalion saluted excitedly when they saw He Yaotian and greeted He Dashuai.

After all, He Yaotian single-handedly founded the Black Armor Battalion, and every soldier in the Black Armor Battalion regarded He Yaotian as a spiritual leader, and He Dashuai had not come to the barracks for many years.

When I entered the big tent of the Chinese army, I saw that the hall was already full of people.

The hall was lined with seats all around, and people from the fourteen wealthy families and the four great families in Yujing City were already sitting there chatting and drinking tea.

Sitting on the chairs were the principals of these twenty big families, and standing behind them were the young people who participated in the autumn hunting conference.

Deputy Marshal Liu Dalong, sitting on the side with the five tiger generals, was talking boringly.

At a glance, it was clear that these generals were not interested in those wealthy families at all, and they didn't even have the enthusiasm to chat with them.

The arrival of He Yaotian and his entourage immediately became the focus of everyone.

The old man walked into the hall in a hurry, and Liu Dalong and the others immediately showed joy and rushed over to greet them excitedly.

The principals of those wealthy families also stopped talking, stood up and greeted He Yaotian.

This is the style of a wealthy family, even if these people secretly wish He Yaotian would die early, they can step on the He family's position, but they can still smile on the surface.

Unexpectedly, He Yaotian only greeted a few good family owners, such as General Tang Chong.

He didn't bother to deal with the principals of other families, directly ignored them, enthusiastically gave Liu Dalong a bear hug, and several old friends went to chat on the side.

The principals of those wealthy families all put their hot faces on their cold butts, and they were all embarrassed and couldn't get off the stage.

He Dashao and his younger brother He Wuregret couldn't help but snicker when they saw everyone's wonderful expressions.

What He Dashao didn't expect was that Tang Bao was also here, he ran over with a happy face, and gathered around He Dashao to ask long and short questions.

After asking, He Dashao learned that Tang Bao was originally not interested in the Autumn Hunting Conference, but his father Tang Zhong pulled him over.

This is also a helpless thing, even the emperor has to come in person, which family in Yujing City dares not to come?

While chatting with Tang Bao, He Wuxian also looked around.

The hall was filled with seats, those of the five great families and the fourteen great families.

And the first seat was empty, and even He Yaotian didn't sit down, obviously reserved for the emperor.

This year's autumn hunting conference is extraordinary, the emperor came to the Tiger Mountain Range to choose a horse for Princess Zichen, so many wealthy families will also do their best to show their best.

Sitting in this hall are the top nobles of the Qingyuan Kingdom, the five great families and the fourteen wealthy families.

And the thousands of people on the school field are some slightly weaker families, and they are not qualified to sit in the hall.

He Wuxian was still looking around, and he felt countless eyes, either secretly or blatantly thrown at him.

There is no doubt that these dozens of glances came from people from other wealthy families in the hall.

In the past month, the He family's sudden rise to prominence has become unimaginably strong, making the He family the focus of all aristocratic families in the Qing Dynasty.

And He Wu's hatred was against the three young masters of the Wang family, and the fact that the second young master of the Wang family broke his leg made everyone see He Dashao's arrogance and arrogance.

Countless people are wondering, how could He Dashao, who has always been very wasteful and cowardly, suddenly become so arrogant and domineering?

Therefore, many people from wealthy families in the hall looked at him with scrutiny in their eyes.

Of course, mixed with the eyes of many scrutiny and consideration, there are a few eyes that are very dazzling, which contain hatred and murderous aura that cannot be resolved.

Although, due to the presence of many nobles, He Yaotian was also in the hall, and the murderous aura of those eyes was deliberately restrained, but He Wuxian could still see the determination to kill from his cold eyes.

The owner of these glances was a middle-aged man with a mustache, tall and thin, dark, with a pair of eyes that were extremely bright, like the eyes of an eagle vulture.

He sat upright in a chair, seemingly closed his eyes, casually holding a teacup and drinking tea, but occasionally his eyes wandered, a palpitating chill erupted.

Behind him, there stood four teenagers, the oldest was about twenty years old, and the youngest was only sixteen years old.

After thinking about it for a while, He Wuxian guessed the identity of these people, the Wang family, one of the five great families.

The lean man at the head, named Wang Zheng, is the head of the Wang family, and he is also the prince Taibao, the teacher of the current prince.

Behind Wang Zheng, there were three teenagers, all of whom were descendants of the Wang family.

From the moment he broke Wang Jun's legs, He Wuxian expected that the enmity between the Wang family and the He family was impossible to resolve.

He has never thought of resolving it, and the Wang family has been dealing with the He family for more than ten years, and the two sides have been enemies as early as decades ago when He Yaotian first rose.

Since he is an enemy, the young master of the Wang family still dares to bully him arrogantly, of course he can't bear it, and he definitely has to pay it back twice.

The hatred between the two sides can only be resolved by the demise of one party, and it is not that He Dashao admits defeat and begs for mercy, and the other party will let him go.

Since this is the case, then He Wuxian will not be merciful.

He had long expected that the Wang family would definitely retaliate, but he was also fearless and prepared.

Not long after, His Majesty the Emperor arrived at the Black Armor Camp, and many nobles all stood up to greet him.

When the emperor walked into the hall of the Chinese army's big tent, many people from wealthy families paid their respects and welcomed the emperor to take his seat.

This was the first time He Wuxian had seen the emperor, and he couldn't help but stare at it for a while.

He Wuregret on the side quietly tugged at his sleeve and reminded him to keep his head down and not look directly at the emperor.

After all, in this world, staring at the emperor is a big crime, but why don't you ignore it.

The emperor was about fifty years old, with a long figure, and even when he reached middle age, he was still handsome and extraordinary.

His appearance is as warm as jade, and his eyes contain the spirit of a king, and he has the momentum of dominating the world.

Following the emperor, in addition to an old eunuch who was smeared with thick powder, there was also a young general in red robe and silver armor.

The general was not very old, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, with a burly and muscular figure and a resolute and handsome face.

Although his reputation in Qingyuan Country is not as big as He Yaotian's, and it will not be known by hundreds of millions of Li people, but the nobles of Yujing City, no one knows this person.

He is Mu Qingshan, the commander of Yulinwei, the first martial arts genius of Qingyuan Kingdom, a powerhouse who has reached the realm of a ninth-level martial artist at the age of thirty.

If He Yaotian is a sword to expand the territory of the Qingyuan Kingdom, then Mu Qingshan is the shield to guard the safety of the royal family.

Almost no one in the aristocracy of Yujing City dared to offend Mu Qingshan, not only because of his strong strength as a ninth-level martial artist, but also because of his noble status.

His father was the emperor's elder brother, and he inherited his father's title and became the Prince of Yue, owning the entire province of Nanyue as a fief.

As the second master of the Qingyuan Kingdom, Mu Qingshan has the strength to look down on a qiē martial arts powerhouse.

As a prince with heavy troops and fiefdoms, he has the capital to be proud of all nobles.

When he saw this person, He Wuxian's attention was attracted.

Even, in his eyes, this Mu Qingshan is more sharp than the emperor.

Of course, this is just He Dashao's own feelings.

Mu Qingshan has always been low-key and silent, and has always been like the shadow of the emperor, silently handling things for the emperor and guarding the safety of the imperial city.

After the nobles saluted, the emperor began to speak.

He repeated the meaning of the Autumn Hunting Tournament and explained that this year he would choose a colt from among the outstanding young men of the table.

In this way, many noble children were suddenly excited, and they secretly swore in their hearts that they must do their best to win the favor of the emperor and Princess Zichen.

However, what the emperor said at this time made everyone's hearts even more angry and jealous of not admitting defeat.

"Murong Jingluo, this Autumn Hunting Conference, with your strength and talent, you shouldn't disappoint me, right?"

Murong Jingluo was a young man of about twenty years old, wearing a blue robe, with a handsome and extraordinary appearance.

was named by the emperor on the spot, Murong Jing was slightly flattered, but he was not humble and out of shape.

He saluted the emperor gracefully and humbly, and smiled confidently: "Your Majesty, please put it down, Murong Jingluo will never let His Majesty down!"

Seeing Murong Jingluo's expression, the emperor smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and his eyes inadvertently swept to He Wuxian, who was in the crowd, but he only stopped for a moment, and quickly swept by.

Obviously, the emperor's importance to Murong Jinglu was already undisguised, and He Dashao was completely ignored by him.

What's more, the emperor's original intention was more inclined to marry Princess Zichen to Murong Jingluo.

When it comes to appearance and status, Murong Jing is slightly handsome and chic, and he is like a gentleman, and he is the son of Murong Changtian, the prime minister of the dynasty, and he is a perfect match for Princess Zichen.

What's more, Murong Jingluo was young, he had reached the realm of a second-level martial artist at the age of only twenty, and he was indeed a young genius, the most outstanding child of the nobles.

The children of other wealthy families, even if they were jealous that Murong Jinglu was so valued by the emperor, they had to admire Murong Jingluo while being jealous and envious in their hearts.

However, there was only one person in the field who looked at Murong Jingliu unadmittedly and regarded him as a fierce opponent.

This person, of course, is He Wuxian.

He quietly listened to the emperor's words, looked at Murong Jingluo, and his chest was already burning with monstrous fighting spirit and fighting spirit.

"My fiancée, no one wants to snatch it, not even Murong Jingluo!"

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