Under Jing Xun's recommendation, Qin Yi rented an inn not far from Taijiang Courtyard.

There are many young men and women living in this inn, all of whom come to participate in the assessment of Taijiangce Second Academy. They interact with each other in the lobby on the first floor, which is very lively.

Qin Yi didn't stay long. After paying the deposit, he followed the waiter upstairs and entered the room.

After sleeping until dawn and having breakfast, Qin Yi came to the city gate and saw Jing Xun, dressed in blue, sitting leisurely on a horse.

At this time, there was still a quarter of an hour before the appointed time, but Jing Xun had already arrived.

As he rode his horse forward, Qin Yi was a little surprised, "Brother Jing, you came quite early."

Jing Xun smiled slightly and said, "You came very early."

Qin Yi smiled and said nothing. He has a good nature and always does things in advance.

The two of them rode forward together, heading towards Wushan, which is thirty miles outside the city.

This mountain is extremely high, with dense clouds and mist at the top, giving it the feeling of a fairy mountain cloud mirror. Therefore, it is very popular among the children of many aristocratic families in Zhanjing City. Whenever they go out of the city, they will go here to play.

I heard from Jing Xun that there is a large area on the top of Wushan Mountain that belongs to the royal family.

The place where Si Qimei held the banquet was in a place that ordinary people could not set foot on.

It can be seen that this banquet was supported by many forces, including the royal family.

Therefore, even though Si Qimei had no intention of doing so, she had to hold it.

When the two of them were walking halfway, they suddenly heard a shout from behind them, "Get out of the way, get out of the way quickly!"

Hearing this voice, Qin Yi frowned.

It's that guy again!

Without looking back, he knew that the person who hissed was the capable guard of the Heng family. He has not forgotten this arrogant and domineering voice.

Jing Xun frowned slightly, looked at Qin Yi, and signaled to stop.

Qin Yi was a little curious and didn't know how Jing Xun would respond, so he also stopped and the two of them stopped on the official road.

Looking back, Jing Xun frowned, the light in his eyes was sharp, the gentleness between his brows disappeared, and his whole person exuded a fierce aura.

This was the first time Qin Yi saw Jing Xun looking like this. It seemed that the famous person was not Yi's generation.

Seeing Jing Xun, the capable guard who was rushing to clear the way and shouting loudly, immediately closed his mouth.

Good guy, you really bully the weak and fear the strong!

Not only did he keep his mouth shut, this capable guard also rushed to the carriage, kept pace, and opened his mouth to say something to the people in the carriage.

Immediately, the carriage slowed down, drove in front of Jing Xun, and stopped.

The curtain opened, and a cold and solemn face appeared in front of Qin and Yi.

This man was the first to speak, "General Jing, you're fine."

Jing Xun restrained his stern look and said calmly, "Brother Heng, we said goodbye two years ago, but now we meet again, your style is still the same."

Qin Yi knew that this person was Heng Yu, the eldest son of Heng who was praised by everyone in the tavern.

The other party's face was quite handsome, but with a strong coldness, like the ice and snow in an extremely cold place that never melts all year round. He said lightly, "Are you also here to attend the Wushan event?"

Jing Xun nodded, "Indeed."

Hengyu didn't talk much and said calmly, "Let's see you at the banquet."

After that, he lowered the curtain, the carriage drove slowly, and then accelerated away.

From beginning to end, he never looked at Qin Yi, not even a glance.

When the carriage left, Qin Yi frowned slightly.

He discovered that although this cold-faced man was not arrogant, every move he made contained deep disdain.

Even if he stopped to communicate with Jingxun, it was just a polite greeting.

He didn't want to talk to Jing Xun at all, and the expression on his face was extremely cold.

Seemingly understanding what Qin Yi was thinking, Jing Xun on the side laughed softly and said, "Among the many children from aristocratic families, Hengyu is the most powerful. He is extremely arrogant and thinks that he is the strongest in the world. Let alone me, even if he is the number one in martial arts."

This will not win him any respect."

Jingxun had a calm expression on his face, and he didn't care at all about this kind of contempt.

Qin Yi was speechless secretly after hearing this.

He thinks he is the strongest in the world, is he not afraid of showing off his tongue?

Even the top martial arts champion despises him... Qin Yi doesn't know what to say, he can only say he's awesome.

Not long after, the two arrived at the foot of Wushan Mountain. Many young talents were already arriving, either riding horses or luxurious carriages, gathering at the foot of Wushan Mountain in an endless stream.

At the foot of the mountain, servants have set up many tents to serve as temporary stables. In some tents, there are some young handsome men who are not in a hurry to go up the mountain. Under the wait of the servants, they drink tea and eat fruits and snacks.

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Not far away, you can see many guards with swords, guarding Wushan tightly.

Except for the young man who was invited, no one else is allowed to approach.

I have to say, this scale is quite large.

After handing the horses over to the servants and leading them to the stables, Qin Yi and Jing Xun walked gently up the mountain along the mountain road.

Along the way, the two met some young men and women. They all looked at Jingxun, with curiosity, disdain, or joking in their eyes.

In Zhanjing, Jingxun's deeds had already spread widely, and he was considered a laughing stock, becoming a topic of conversation among many children of aristocratic families.

Jing Xun didn't care at all about these looks and walked slowly.

Qin Yi stood side by side with him, and he could feel that there was hesitation in the eyes of some of the people he met.

Obviously, they all know Jingxun, and they are hesitant to come forward to communicate.

In the end, they stopped and gave up the idea.

It can be seen that Jingxun is not well received by others in Zhanjing.

Putting away his thoughts, Qin Yi continued to climb the mountain. After walking for nearly two hours, he walked through the rugged mountain road and reached the top of the mountain.

It took a long time and he kept walking, but his breath was long and he was not wheezing.

When he turned around to look, he found that Jing Xun was the same, with a calm expression and no signs of illness.

Qin Yi sighed secretly, he was worthy of being a martial arts legend. Although he was not strong in stature, his physical strength was still far beyond that of ordinary people.

On the top of the mountain, there were many clouds formed by condensation of water vapor, shrouding the surroundings and lingering for a long time. Qin Yi just stood for a while and felt that his clothes were slightly wet.

A servant walked forward quickly and said respectfully, "You two gentlemen, please come this way."

Qin Yi and Jing Xun followed the servants and walked forward.

The top of the mountain is not a flat land with an unobstructed view. There is a wide depression in the center where there is no water mist and only a light mountain breeze.

In the depression, there are many cloth tents arranged, and many servants are coming and going with cups of fruit and food.

The closer you get, you can see that there are many tables and tables set up in the large tent, and many young talents in colorful clothes are sitting behind the tables, communicating with each other.

Of course, not everyone has arrived, and there are still many empty seats in the tent.

Even the main seat is empty.

Qin Yi and the two came to the door of Bupeng. An old man walked quickly, cupped his hands and said with a smile, "General Jing, I apologize for missing you from afar."

Jing Xun smiled softly, shook his head and said, "The mountains here are high and the fog is thick. Mr. Zhang took the trouble to come here to help. It's a good job."

Turning around, Jing Xun introduced Qin Yi, "This is Mr. Zhang, the steward of the Sifu, a childhood friend of the Minister of War."

After hearing this, Qin Yi immediately raised his hands and saluted, "My name is Qin Yi. I have met Mr. Zhang."

A seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, even if he is just a gatekeeper, has approximately the same power as a seventh-rank official.

Although the Minister of War is not the prime minister, he is the most powerful official under the prime minister. The steward in his mansion also has an extraordinary status.
Chapter completed!