"Han Xin?!"

Chu Yuening couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, her bright eyes overflowing with brilliance, her gaze fixed on the young man in the ring.

The boy should not have reached adulthood yet. He had a tall and slender figure, a youthful and handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, just like a lively young poplar.

He seemed to know his opponent, his manners were familiar, his smile was bright and cheerful, and he had an innocence and straightforwardness that was ignorant of the world.

Judging from his appearance, it is hard to imagine that he is the "Military God" of later generations who was a master of military tactics and an unparalleled national hero.

Chu Yuening suppressed the excitement in her heart and calmed her expression, but her eyes were still fixed on the young man.

Ying Zheng glanced at the handsome young boy, and an inexplicable sourness rose in his heart. He clasped his wife's fingers tightly, and his voice was low, with a hint of imperceptible grievance.

"Yuening really despises my age and fading looks."

"A Zheng, I didn't!"

"I just saw that the young man had extraordinary bones and talent. He must be a good seedling."

Facing the man's accusing eyes, Chu Yuening explained repeatedly, her gentle and quiet little face full of helplessness.

However, looking at those slightly drooping phoenix eyes, my soft heart felt like it was scratched by a cat's claws, itchy and numb.

Well, the jealous A Zheng has a kind of contrasting cuteness.

Seeing the woman look away without any reluctance, Ying Zheng raised the corner of his eyelids, then looked into her beautiful eyes, and a sigh of regret suddenly welled up in his heart.

I wish my little wife’s eyes would always stay on me.

After coaxing her jealous husband, Chu Yuening was finally able to watch the competition with peace of mind.

At this time, a loud gong sounded on the ring, but the two did not attack immediately, but started chatting.

"Brother Zhou, let's have a fair fight today."

"Okay, then you better be careful, Brother Han."

Zhou Bo held a ferocious ghost-head knife in his hand, his fighting spirit high. His usually honest and simple face was now full of ferocity.

Faced with a boy who was thinner than him, he did not take it lightly, but instead was on high alert.

If the enemy doesn't move, I will move. Han Xin looked fierce, picked up the Yuchang sword, and moved quickly and nimbly, striking the opponent in the face with great momentum.

“Clang clang——”

"Zheng!"

The crisp sound of swords clashing resonated in the air, a few strands of hair fluttered in the air, and when their eyes met, it seemed as if an invisible spark ignited.

A solemn and cold atmosphere spread across the stage. The two men fought back and forth, and the competition was so exciting that it drew cheers from the audience.

After a stick of incense, the two had fought for hundreds of rounds, and it was difficult to determine the winner. In the end, Han Xin used himself as bait and won with a narrow move.

After winning, Han Xin laughed heartily, his chest filled with satisfaction. He wiped the blood off his face with his fingertips and bowed to Zhou Bo.

"Hahaha, Brother Zhou, thank you for letting me win!"

"Brother Han is brave, but Zhou is one step behind."

Zhou Bo bowed in return, and the fierce aura around him subsided, with an expression of sincere admiration on his face.

The ministers on the platform were talking in low voices, their words full of admiration.

After all, it is not easy to defeat the strong with the weak. Intelligence, courage and strategy are all indispensable.

Chu Yuening also completely believed that the young man on the stage was the military genius Han Xin. She could no longer suppress her inner excitement and her face was full of joy.

Hahaha, she's so lucky! She's got all three heroes of the early Han Dynasty.

While she was happy, she suddenly thought of a certain idle person, and a trace of guilt flashed in her eyes about poaching him, but it disappeared in a flash.

Humph, treasures belong to those who are capable, and talented people will naturally take them. What's more, the Qin Dynasty is thriving now, and there is no place for him, Liu Bang, anymore.

"Yuening has a keen eye. This boy is truly gifted and a truly unparalleled gem."

Ying Zheng looked at the high-spirited young man, raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, and praised him highly, with a pair of eyes as black as jade showing a bright light.

Chu Yuening was not surprised at all to hear the man's praise. A Zheng had excellent vision and was certainly good at identifying gems.

Besides, gold will always shine.

Even though Han Xin encountered many setbacks in history, he eventually became a great general with his talent.

"A Zheng, you see that martial arts candidate is quite capable and has excellent archery skills. He's a good candidate to be a musketeer."

Chu Yuening collected her thoughts and accidentally caught a glimpse of the muscular young man beside Han Xin. Her starry eyes suddenly lit up.

I was so focused on watching the military genius that I almost overlooked this famous general.

Zhou Bo was also a founding hero of the Western Han Dynasty. He initially followed Liu Bang to conquer the world. He was extremely brave and made many military achievements. Later, he served as prime minister twice.

Ying Zheng followed the woman's gaze and saw a strong and muscular young man. Zhao Gao, who was standing beside him, was very observant and quickly handed over the record book.

"Well, he's skilled in archery and horsemanship, and has extraordinary courage. Not bad."

After reading Zhou Bo's outstanding achievements, Ying Zheng nodded slightly, with a look of satisfaction between his brows.

Hearing this, Chu Yuening winked playfully, her eyes filled with pride, adding a bit of liveliness to her quiet face.

Even though she is already a mother, the woman's pupils are still black and clear, like the innocence of a newborn fawn, which makes people feel pity and love for her.

"Hey, A Zheng, I'm awesome, right? I found another hidden gem."

"Well, Yue Ning's ability to judge people is no less than that of Bole."

Ying Zheng praised in a gentle voice, his thin lips raised in a happy arc. He restrainedly stroked the cream in his palm, and a few traces of tenderness appeared on his cold face.

The martial arts training ground was bustling with activity. Before anyone knew it, the sun was setting in the west, and the sunset glow weaved gorgeous clouds across the sky.

Before the sky completely darkened, the arena competition finally came to an end, and the clerk announced loudly with a hoarse voice.

"The competition is over, Zhangcang Palace! Wu Huangzui!"

The officials organized the list in an orderly manner and then quickly presented it to His Majesty.

Ying Zheng signaled Zhao Gao to keep it properly, encouraged the candidates a few words, then picked up the sleepy kid and walked away slowly with his wife.

Seeing the emperor and empress stand up and leave, the ministers and candidates immediately shouted to see them off.

"Farewell, Your Majesty! Farewell, Her Majesty! Farewell, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The neat and loud voices echoed throughout the martial arts arena. After a while, under the guidance of the palace servants, the candidates with different expressions left the palace in an orderly manner.

From then on, the first imperial examination of Daqin was successfully completed.

After returning to Qinian Palace, Chu Yuening ordered the palace maids to take the babies to wash and brush their teeth, and then she excitedly went to see the babies she had been thinking about so much.

My little darlings, I'm here to visit you.

On the other side, Ying Zheng looked at his little wife who had abandoned him, shook his head helplessly and laughed, his eyes as gentle as the moonlight.

But when his eyes fell on the list on the table, his expression suddenly tensed, and a bone-chilling chill emanated from his whole body, as if even the moonlight had become icy.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and stared at the two words "Ji Yu" on the first page. His long eyelashes as black as crow feathers slightly retracted, and there seemed to be a bottomless whirlpool in the bottom of his eyes.

After a while, he called the Black Ice Guard. His tone was calm, but it made people inexplicably frightened.

"Investigate Ji Yu thoroughly for me."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"