"Young Master An! Wait for a moment! Wait for me!" Huainan is now stepping into the steps of the palace, and today is a martial arts test.

Originally, many people looked down on Huainan, but the literary talent shown by Huainan yesterday made everyone look at him with admiration. Today, Huainan was greeted by many people. But those who came to participate in the competition looked at Huainan with great vigilance. They originally thought they were just a young boy, but they didn't expect that they were a dark horse. Many people regarded Huainan as their biggest opponent now.

Huainan stopped and looked at the boy who was catching up with him. The boy was only twelve or thirteen years old, and was very cute. His baby face looked particularly tender, and his blue robe became a little childish. When he ran to Huainan, he had already started to breathe unsteadily, but his smile looked particularly warm.

"Your Highness of the Ming Dynasty!" Huainan saluted slightly. The young man in front of him was the ninth prince Nan Ziming. He has been weak since childhood. Emperor Nan Cang was very pity for this prince and was named King Ming.

A pair of dimples on the cheek of King Ming was faintly smiling, "Young Master An, come on today! I'm optimistic about you!"

Ming Wang felt that it would be better for Mr. An to become an imperial teacher than those old masters. He and Mr. An knew each other since childhood. Compared to those who secretly looked down on themselves and thought they were sick, Mr. An took great care of himself when he was a child and never took his own styles on his face and kept them behind him. King Ming Wang kept it in his heart.

Huainan smiled slightly, and her already delicate face slightly unfolded, making her look shining.

The King of Ming looked red and quickly lowered his head, thinking that Mr. An was too beautiful, and seemed to be more beautiful than the empresses in the palace. It was a sin.

"Thank you for the words of King Ming! Thank you!" Huainan bowed slightly, and then entered the hall with the crowd. King Ming looked at Huainan's back and smiled.

"King Ming!" Suddenly, a hand slapped Ming King on the shoulder, causing Ming King to almost fall to the ground.

King Ming looked at King Qi who was standing beside him, and looked at King Qi in confusion, "King Qi, what's wrong with you?" King Ming knew that King Qi was favored, but the two had no interaction, and King Qi never made things difficult for him, but why did King Ming look at King Qi at this time and felt that King Qi was a little gloomy? Did he feel wrong?

"No, I just came over to say hello! Are you very familiar with Huainan?" King Qi asked casually. He saw King Ming and Huainan talking and laughing together just from a distance. King Qi felt inexplicably unhappy. He was so unique to Huainan. Why can Huainan be so happy to smile at anyone?

The Ming King's head flashed. I still remember that when I was a child, he was close to Mr. An, and the same was true for King Qi. However, King Qi was not like other brothers who would secretly bully him. King Qi just clenched his fists every time, but he never really did anything to him. Could it be that everyone is so old, King Qi still thinks Mr. An is his friend alone?

"No, it's just that I've been missing for many years. Let's say hello!" King Ming explained. In short, he and Mr. An are really not familiar with each other. Apart from playing together when they were young, there is no intersection.

King Qi nodded with satisfaction and gently patted King Ming on the shoulder, "That's it, I've only got an old ginseng recently, and I'll send it to you later!"

King Ming pursed his lips and smiled, "Well, thank you King Qi!" Although King Qi looked very difficult to get along with, he was the one who cares most about his health among so many brothers and sisters. I still remember that he almost survived it once, and it was the spiritual medicine that King Qi got from somewhere to save him.

Although many people say that King Qi is indulgent, King Ming thinks King Qi is easy to get along with.

Huainan stepped into the hall and sat in his seat with the palace maids. The palace was very different. There were rows of seats around him, but in the middle was a very low-digging competition venue, which was empty and grand.

Sitting in the position, just lower your eyes and you can see any situation on the competition arena. This is also where Huainan will compete today. Because he wants to compete, he chose this palace.

The surroundings were filled with people. Compared to Huainan, a seemingly young boy, most of the people sitting beside her are middle-aged or elderly. Most of these people are military officers in the court, who want to become imperial teachers and let themselves leaps to the top.

"An Huainan, you were in the limelight yesterday, and today I will make you look disgusted!" A provocative voice came from my ears, and Huainan looked at the man who was looking at him with bad intentions.

This man was only in his early twenties and was very tall and mighty, with his eyes as if he was like a copper bell. This man was Wang Ruiyan, the legitimate son of General Weiyuan. He had no official position in this court, but his father was already General Weiyuan. He also wanted to soar into the sky and become the noble imperial teacher. Unexpectedly, he was taken first by Huainan. Now everyone is talking about Huainan, which made Wang Ruiyan very dissatisfied.

"Is that right? I don't know where the prince went yesterday. Could it be that I didn't find the prince yesterday?" Huainan said sarcastically. Wang Rui and Yan Wugong were very outstanding in his father General Weiyuan's teachings, but this literature is just average.

Huainan was not surprised by Wang Ruiyan's provocation. General Weiyuan and his father were officials in the same court. One of them was Duke Ding, who was highly valued by the emperor, and the other was General Weiyuan, who was valued by the emperor. They were all pillars of the court.

Unfortunately, my father was the minister who conquered the world with Emperor Nancang. Later, Nancang was stable, so my father kept resigning from military power in Nancang City, hoping to reassure the emperor, after all, his achievements were so great that he was shocked.

General Weiyuan took over his father in charge of military power at that time, but the emperor relied on his father in many military affairs, which made General Weiyuan very dissatisfied. The two of them served as officials in the same dynasty, and often had disagreements and formed a bond after a while.

The grievances of the previous generation always influenced the next generation. Huainan was provoked by Wang Ruiyan repeatedly when he was very young. However, they were all children at that time, but they were just some words and fists. However, after many years of seeing Wang Ruiyan, Huainan found that this person was as annoying as he was when he was a child.

"You!" Wang Ruiyan looked at the flat smile on Huainan's cheek and clenched his fists, but he also knew that he should not take action at this time, otherwise he would not even have the qualification to participate.

"I can only talk, but I will beat you up later. I will spit your teeth all over. It seems that you can still say this!" Wang Ruiyan threatened and returned to his seat to sit down.
Chapter completed!