At night, the snow has stopped and it is getting colder.

In a remote courtyard southeast of the Jianning Marquis Mansion, an oil lamp was lit, and a thin man was holding a book and reading it carefully under the dim light.

The man was Su Yue. Reading every night was something he had been doing for several years and had long become a habit.

However, today, he was obviously a little absent-minded. After reading for a while, he put down the book and sighed.

"Bai Wuyi is a scholar, not to mention that my literary talent is not good. Even if I have great literary talent and a gold medal, it is probably of no use. The Sun family is a powerful family in the Qin State, and the Marquis of Jianning is also a powerful man with great power.

, why should a scholar fight against them?"

Su Yue's face showed helplessness, and a trace of despair appeared in his eyes.

Today he went into the inner courtyard to pick up the horses and was humiliated by Su Wu. He also tried his best to ask his servants for a white fox. Although there was nothing abnormal on his surface, his heart was as painful as a sharp sword. Even these little people didn't care.

He took it seriously, not to mention the Sun family? Marquis Jianning? What can a mere scholar do if he has no power to tie a chicken?

Furthermore, famous doctors have long asserted that Su Yue was born with a weak body and would not live to be twenty years old. Now that he has reached his prime, there is not much time left before he turns twenty. In other words, he does not have a few years to live.

It must be said that this is a great irony for a dying person, who has no power and no strength to tie a chicken, but is burdened with the hatred of killing his mother and the hatred of humiliation.

"I'm not afraid of death. What I'm afraid of is not being able to take revenge and not making the Sun family and Marquis Jianning pay the price!"

Su Yue blew out the oil lamp in one breath and said coldly in the darkness. The voice was very soft, but it was like the roar of a night owl, and the resentment was almost overwhelming.

It's getting late, it's time to rest.

There was a white fox lying on the bed, with pure white hair like snow. The white fox blinked its bright black eyes and looked at Su Yue who was walking forward step by step, with a look of thought.

The oil lamp was out, so Su Yue naturally couldn't see the white fox's eyes. He sat casually by the bed, stroked the white fox's soft fur, and said.

"Although my life is difficult, I won't starve to death. As long as I have a bite to eat, you will have half a bite. Just follow me for now."

Su Yue said softly. In Linzi City, there are people everywhere. If the white fox is outside, there is a strong chance that it will be captured, or skin will be stripped and sold, or it will be eaten to satisfy the appetite. Therefore, Su Yue did not release it.

The idea of ​​​​white fox, at least for now, is not feasible.

After saying that, Su Yue put the white fox aside, lay on the bed and slept with his clothes on.

Because of his weak body, he fell asleep very quickly. Not long after, he heard a slight snore.

The white fox stood up nimbly, and placed its snow-white soles on Su Yue's chest, but it was as light as a feather and did not wake Su Yue up. A pair of smart eyes looked at Su Yue lightly, with a look of hesitation in his eyes.

…

The night passed by in the blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye, it was dawn.

Su Yue opened his eyes, but he was wrapped in a quilt and shivering.

At dawn, it was also the coldest time. Since there was no heating fire in the house, Su Yue's whole body was sore and numb from the cold.

"A day's plan starts in the morning, how can it be wasted? If I can't bear the severe cold, how can I avenge my mother's murder? How can I change my destiny?"

Thinking of this, Su Yue suddenly opened the quilt, quickly put on his coat, and did it in one go.

But even this not intense action made his lips turn blue from the cold.

Su Yue rubbed his hands, took out a volume of books from the book box, sat on the edge of the bed, and started reading.

Although it is difficult to help Su Yue get revenge by studying, Su Yue has to study because he is physically weak and cannot practice martial arts. He is alone and has no relatives to rely on. The only way is studying.

The white fox emerged from a corner of the quilt and saw Su Yue reading with trembling lips, admiration flashing in his eyes.

Dong dong dong...

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?" Su Yue asked, but frowned subconsciously. He had no one close to him in this palace, and few people would come to him.

"Third Young Master, I'm here to convey the order of the Marquis!" The voice of the person outside the door was very familiar. It was Su Jiu, the handyman of the Marquis' Mansion.

"Master Marquis?" Su Yue had not seen Marquis Jianning for many years. When he heard Marquis Jianning's name, he felt a little uneasy. He really didn't know what this "father" would do to him.

Get up, straighten your clothes, and open the door.

"What is the order?" Su Yue asked.

"Third Young Master, you will know after seeing it." Su Jiu also knew that Su Yue was not liked by everyone in the Hou Mansion, so he did not want to say anything more to Su Yue, so he left a letter and left.

Su Yue closed the door, opened the envelope, and read the contents inside.

But it was not an order sent to him by Marquis Jianning alone, but an announcement issued by the Taiwei at that time.

"It turns out to be a martial arts conference..."

After reading it, Su Yue showed a look of understanding.

Martialism was a common practice in the Great Qin Empire. Both the military and civilians respected warriors with superb martial arts skills. Because of this, the martial arts conference appeared. The so-called martial arts conference refers to calling on the world's warriors to compete in the arena.

The winner can become a martial god and be respected by everyone. At the same time, the court will also give generous rewards.

This martial arts conference is held once every ten years. Regardless of whether they are dignitaries or poor people, as long as they have the ability, they can participate. However, noble disciples like Su Yue must participate. This is the order issued by Taizu himself.

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"In one month's time, there will be internal selection for the Martial Arts Conference, and I want to go..."

Su Yue had learned enough to remember that he naturally knew the tradition of martial arts conferences. Distinguished disciples must go there, even the incompetent scholars. Now that he has reached the crown, he naturally cannot escape. One month.

Afterwards, there was an internal competition among the noble disciples. The Taiwei personally judged and selected three people to participate in the martial arts competition.

"What should I do now?"

Crushing the letter into a ball, Su Yue was in a state of confusion. But he had forgotten that this year he had already won the championship and had to participate in the martial arts competition. And with his body, he could not even say that he would go into the ring and fight bloody battles, even trot

He would be out of breath for a while, and if he got into the ring, he would almost die.

"I forgot that you can also abstain from voting in the martial arts conference. I will only need to abstain from voting then. Although this will greatly damage the face of the Hou family, what does this have to do with me?"

Thinking of this, Su Yue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and showed a look of pleasure. It was definitely good news for Marquis Jianning to lose face. But he would not lose anything, because he had nothing, just one person.

People who have nothing can always be much crazier than ordinary people.

At this time, Su Yue would not let go of any opportunity to take revenge on Marquis Jianning, even if it was just revenge on reputation.

While Su Yue was thinking secretly, footsteps suddenly came again. They were undisguised, noisy and chaotic, and there were quite a few people coming.

boom!

The door was kicked open, and the biting cold wind rushed in. A group of uninvited guests came in domineeringly, looking at Su Yue with evil intentions.

But there were seven or eight servants wearing green leather jackets, surrounding a fat man with a sinister look on his face.

"Su Wen, what are you doing here?"

Su Yue's expression suddenly froze, and he just sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the visitor coldly.

Su Wen is Su Yue's "second brother" and the second son of the Sun family.

They had no feelings for each other since they were young, and they were like fire and water. Su Yue wanted to kill him with his own hands, and Su Wen also regarded Su Yue as a thorn in his side.

"Tsk, tsk, why is the third brother so cold? The second brother comes to see you in person, and why don't you sweep up the bed to welcome him?"

Su Wen's small eyes shone with a cold light, and he said in a weird voice.

"I, Su Yue, was born and raised and lived alone all my life. Where did the second brother come from? Even if there was one, he would not be someone like you."

Having already broken up with each other, Su Yue didn't need to be merciful and said it unceremoniously.

"Humph, you bitch, you are so shameless!"

Hearing this, Su Wen immediately became furious, kicked the wooden table away, and winked at his servants.

A group of men, tall and strong, captured Su Yue and lifted him up like a chicken, then pressed him on a chair and asked him to face Su Wen.

"what you up to!"

Su Yue had no expression on his face, and asked coldly despite being pinned down on a chair very close to Su Wen.

However, a flame ignited in his heart, burning all his internal organs. If he had the ability, Su Yue could not wait to get up immediately and strangle Su Wen to death!

It's just that he can't, or he doesn't dare! So many of Su Wen's servants are all guys with some martial arts skills. If Su Yue dares to resist, they will definitely not mind giving Su Yue a punch and kick. And Su Yue, who is weak, can

It is still unknown whether he could survive the beating.

He is enduring it, even if the hatred in his heart has reached its limit, he can only endure it!

"What, are you scared?"

Su Wen patted Su Yue's face and said with a proud smile.

"Don't worry, your second brother, I won't beat you today, and I won't cause trouble for you in the next month, because I won't care about dead people."

When it came to the word "dead man", Su Wen obviously emphasized his tone.

"How dare you kill me!"

Su Yue's heart trembled and he asked.

"I won't kill you, but you definitely won't live long." Su Wen said with a sinister look on his face: "You must also know about the internal selection of the Martial Arts Conference in one month. Every noble disciple will have to do it.

Participate, but this is only in name. Lord Taiwei has also set a rule. Scholars who think they have no ability can abstain, but only one person can abstain from each mansion. Therefore, in our Jianninghou Mansion, the person who abstains is

I’m my brother!”
To be continued...