Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Great talent should not be wasted on trivial tasks."

Ren Tianxing looked at the group of aristocratic young men outside the hall again, and secretly transmitted his voice, "Testing this boy's abilities with these aristocratic young men is enough. If that Lu Feng can't even pass this test, he is not worthy of Fei'er at all."

"Besides, today is Fei'er's coming-of-age ceremony. If we simply have a banquet and toasts without any competition, wouldn't it be a bit boring?"

Ren Tianxing spoke in a low, somber tone, clearly indicating that he had already made plans.

"I see, Your Majesty is wise!"

Chen Jinnan suddenly realized what was going on.

"Chen Jinnan, I will only observe from the sidelines from now on. As for all subsequent matters, I will leave them to you."

"Your humble servant obeys the decree!"

Faced with Ren Tianxing's decree, Chen Jinnan dared not be negligent in the slightest and immediately knelt down to receive the order.

"Father, Uncle Chen, what are you doing?"

Seeing Ren Tianxing and Chen Jinnan exchanging pleasantries, Ren Xuanfei turned around, her face showing some confusion.

She was only focused on Lu Feng's whereabouts and was unaware of the purpose of their conversation.

"My dear concubine, what follows is a wonderful 'performance,' a coming-of-age gift from your father."

Faced with Ren Xuanfei's questioning gaze, Ren Tianxing merely smiled slightly and did not speak directly.

Meanwhile, Chen Jinnan leaped into the air, soaring like a wild goose through the sky, and landed steadily in the center of the huge square outside the Qianqing Hall.

"I've kept my colleagues waiting."

Chen Jinnan glanced at the group of high-ranking officials, nobles, and scions of prominent families outside the hall, and said in a calm and unhurried tone, "By order of His Majesty, a martial arts contest to find a husband will be held next."

"There are no restrictions on the qualifications of participants in this martial arts contest to choose a husband. The winner will not only be granted an official title and a noble rank, but will also have the opportunity to be promoted to the royal family and become the husband of Princess Luochuan."

"As for the referee for this martial arts contest to choose a husband, it is none other than myself, Chen."

Chen Jinnan stood with his hands behind his back, speaking calmly as if he were recounting a trivial matter.

However, these remarks not only caused an uproar among the high-ranking officials, nobles, and scions of prominent families present, but also left Lu Feng, who was hiding in the crowd waiting to eat at the banquet, completely dumbfounded.

"A martial arts contest to choose a husband?"

Lu Feng's face looked strange.

Why is the story unfolding differently than he imagined?

"Hey, did I hear that right? His Majesty is actually going to hold a martial arts contest to find a husband for Princess Luochuan!"

"There's no mistake. This person is not only the commander of the Imperial Guards, but also a trusted confidant of the current emperor. His remarks are most likely on the emperor's orders."

"However, Princess Luochuan has come of age this year, and it is indeed time for her to find a suitable husband. I wonder which lucky man will win Her Highness's favor and become the most sought-after consort in the court..."

"If I can win this martial arts competition and marry the princess, I, this young master, will surely rise to prominence and achieve great success!"

Outside the hall, the murmurs of discussion continued unabated among the crowd. Some of the young men from prominent families were eager to try their skills and seemed impatient to take to the stage for a duel.

After all, given Princess Luochuan's noble status, even if her husband doesn't have much power in the end, his strong connections alone will allow him to act with impunity in the Dongyun Kingdom!

"Father, what are you doing?"

"I don't like any martial arts contests for marriage, and I don't want to get married either..."

When Ren Tianxing actually wanted to hold a martial arts contest to find a husband for her, Ren Xuanfei was immediately stunned, and then couldn't help but pout and complain.

After all, she had just come of age and had no intention of getting married so early.

Moreover, Consort Ren Xuan didn't fancy any of the young men from noble families outside the palace.

"Fei'er, don't be silly!"

Faced with Consort Ren Xuan's coquettish complaints, Ren Tianxing, unusually, did not indulge her. Instead, he frowned slightly and said, "Now that you are an adult, it's time to consider your future. Besides, your father's actions are for your future happiness, understand?"

Despite Ren Tianxing's earnest advice, Consort Ren Xuan remained silent with her head down, clearly resisting the martial arts contest to choose a husband.

"In my opinion, Father, it's not that you don't want to get married, it's just that your ideal husband isn't here..."

Seeing Ren Xuanfei lower her head and remain silent, Ren Tianxing smiled and shook his head, his tone somewhat intriguing.

"Who, who said that!"

Consort Ren suddenly blushed, looking like a young wife whose thoughts had been exposed, and couldn't help but feel a little flustered. "Father, you can't say such things! I don't have a suitable husband...!"

"Since that's the case, then there's no need to say more."

Ren Tianxing, having also observed Ren Xuanfei's expression and reaction, stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "You, girl, just stay here with your father and watch these aristocratic scions put on their show."

"Princess, please forgive this old servant for speaking out of turn..."

Just as Consort Ren was speechless for a moment, Old Han, who had been silent for a long time, leaned on his cane and then secretly transmitted his voice to her, "With young friend Lu's abilities, even if His Majesty really intends to hold a martial arts contest to choose a husband, he will most likely participate and stand out from the crowd. You don't need to worry too much."

Old Han was also well aware of Ren Xuanfei's ulterior motives.

After all, he was an old and shrewd man who had lived to be seventy or eighty years old, and back in Luochuan Prefecture, he had already seen that the relationship between his master, Consort Ren Xuan, and Lu Feng was not as simple as that of ordinary friends.

"Hmph! I'll see just how capable these so-called scions of noble families really are...!"

Faced with Elder Han's reminder, Consort Xuan no longer acted childishly. She simply put her hands on her hips and looked at the group of noble young men outside the hall with disdain, as if she had returned to her usual carefree manner, without any of the etiquette of a royal princess.

"This girl... oh dear!"

Seeing this, Ren Tianxing also looked helpless.

Because Ren Xuanfei is naturally lively and active, she dislikes restraint and various tedious etiquette, and in addition, she has been spoiled by him since childhood, so even if she wanted to change now, she couldn't.

Meanwhile, the martial arts contest to find a husband also began amidst great anticipation.

As for the first person to take the stage to compete, he was also an "old acquaintance" of Lu Feng, the son of the powerful Minister of Justice, a young man in brocade robes whose cultivation had reached the sixth level of the Opening Meridian Realm.

"I'll go first!"

The young man in brocade robes leaped into the air, landing steadily in the center of the vast plaza. He then cupped his hands in greeting to Chen Jinnan, who stood to the side. "Commander Chen, may I ask if there are any rules for this martial arts contest to choose a husband?"

"As long as no one dies, it's fine. As for the opponent, they can choose freely, entirely based on their personal wishes."

Shaking his head slightly, Chen Jinnan remained standing with his hands behind his back, clearly not intending to interfere in the others' martial arts competition.

"very good!"

Upon hearing this, the young man in brocade robes instantly felt his fighting spirit surge. He turned to look at Lu Feng in the northwest corner of the crowd, a fierce glint in his eyes. "You little brat! You can run away now, but you can't hide forever. This time, I'll personally cripple you!"

"Um?"

Seeing the young man in brocade robes staring at him with a fierce look, Lu Feng frowned slightly, somewhat surprised. "This bastard wants to challenge me...?"