Some people still gave up the game during this period. After the five-man round, Ruan Jingrong came on the court.

Ruan Jingrong was gentle and elegant, but he had a force that was inconsistent with his own style. He did not rush to attack and seek to gain the upper hand, but calmed down and blocked Leng Wushuang's several moves. Then he kicked out like lightning, Wushuang retreated and avoided it, secretly applauding Jingrong's series of lively moves.

From the beginning to now, Wushuang has tempered nearly thirty people. It was not until Ruan Jingrong's appearance that he finally made him feel excited.

Wushuang couldn't help but ignite his fighting spirit. He added a level of skill during the fight. He suddenly waved his palms. Jing Rong captured the attack, and was alert to his right foot. His body suddenly jumped back like an arrow. This change of moves was enough to test whether his body movement was agile.

Jing Rong fell back to the ground and calmly faced Wushuang's trial again. He swung his left palm upwards, and this time it showed real skills. A sharp and powerful palm wind blew up Wushuang's clothes. Wushuang remained unmoved, as stable as Mount Tai. Ruan Jingrong saw this and was secretly admired, with a stunning look in his eyes.

In the last round of fights, both of them were extremely devoted. The still air was forced by the move. As the palm wind walked through the two of them, the outsiders were dazzled by the eyes.

After the two separated, they each took their own moves and adjusted their breath evenly. Wushuang felt refreshed, as if he had been depressed for a day, he finally vented his emotions. Looking at Jing Rong, who was surrounded by the wind at the other end of the Yushu, there was no lack of appreciation in his eyes: "Mr. Ruan is good at martial arts, enough to pass the test, please."

Ruan Jingrong stretched his eyebrows and bowed gracefully: "Jingrong, thank you for your advice from the general."

After watching this wonderful contest, the people on the viewing platform felt a bright light.

"Okay!" Ji Shun smiled with satisfaction, "This Erlang from the Ruan family is really a good jade, worth pondering."

The queen caught a glimpse of the emperor's favor of Ruan Jingrong so much, and felt uneasy, and pretended to be joking: "The Ruan family Erlang is indeed good at kung fu and looks outstanding, but the third-rank minister's family's family is a little too thin. If she really wants the royal pearl to marry, she will probably feel wronged Youmeng."

When Ji Shun heard this, he immediately turned away his smile and his face became dark and gloomy. When the queen saw it, she knew that she had said something unpleasant, which annoyed the emperor and couldn't help but keep silent.

Saki Presbyterian observed the subtle interaction between the emperor and the empress, and was very thoughtful and smiled gently: "The official title is not important. What is important is that the prince consort has good character and good moral character. He can be harmonious with Youmeng, and he will not let down his majesty and his concubines do so."

He was much more relieved to hear this, Ji Shun couldn't help but turn around and look at Sakio deeply, nodding with a smile on his face.

Saki took his gaze and then said, "I think it's okay to have a lower official title for the time being, but men must have ambition. Moreover, if the prince consort is really talented and makes achievements in the future, your Majesty will naturally have clear rewards and punishments, and he will inevitably be given the opportunity to be promoted."

After all, the royal family of Ji's surname came from civilians. For Ji Shun, a commoner, his family background was far from true talent and qualifications. However, now that the royal family is in Luoyang, in order to achieve a complete integration with the nobles of the previous dynasty, the candidates for the prince-consort must be given priority, among which the Luoyang nobles are the most important, in order to achieve the effect of marriage.

She expressed what the Sacred Heart thought, and Ji Shun looked at her with more and more admiration. Not only the emperor, but also Princess Jin Xuan was very relieved when she was listening.

The queen sat upright arrogantly, not wanting to see Sakiko pretending to be hypocritical, and acted like he was in harmony with the emperor. She looked ahead and hummed coldly: "The clever tongue is like a reincarnation."

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After the riding and shooting competition, there were not many candidates who stayed but had not yet fought. Leng Wushuang looked at the audience with his hands behind his back: "Who else is going to fight and pass the level?"

A light green figure flew out, turned around and landed steadily in the center of the arena, which made people shocked and clear.

The man held the flying clothes with one hand, raised his palm to invite each other, and said calmly and generously: "Li Feng, the eldest son of the Prince Mu's mansion, is willing to have a chance to discuss with the general."

(Make up yesterday, I will post it today tonight, I am not afraid)
Chapter completed!