On this day, as the sun rose, Marquis Shenwu became more and more lively.
The nearby Duke Wei Mansion, General Qin's Mansion, and Marquis Dingyuan's Mansion were also noisy. Today was the day of the release of the Demon Hunting Meet. In fact, in Han Tang, there was a literary ranking and a martial ranking. The literary ranking referred to the imperial examinations, while the martial ranking referred to the rankings of the Demon Hunting Meet.
In this world where martial arts prevailed, the martial ranking was destined to receive more attention than the literary ranking.
There were about two hundred people on the martial ranking every year, but the top one hundred on the ranking received the most attention. People usually called them the Top 100 of Han Tang!
These people would become the focus of attention of the major clans. If they were disciples of their own clans, resources would be given to them and they would focus on nurturing them. If they were disciples of humble families, they would be recruited and nurtured into experts of their own clans.
Of course, if they were especially powerful and could become the top three, then it would be settled. Many aristocratic families would extend an olive branch to them and they could easily marry a noble lady. Becoming the son-in-law of a wealthy family would not be a dream!
It was because of the many benefits of being on the ranking that countless martial artists wanted to be on it.
Early in the morning on this day.
The legitimate sons and concubines of Shenwu Hou Mansion, as well as the collateral descendants who were participating in the Demon Hunting Meet, stood near the entrance hall, waiting for the good news.
Tang Yong also woke up early and quietly waited for the news with these people in the hall. In the end, as soon as he sat down, these Tang Family descendants immediately pointed at him and whispered.
"Isn't that the infamous Tang Yong?
Why, he hasn't been beaten to death by First Madam? "
"I don't know what kind of life he has, but he was actually saved by the Third Prince. But don't worry, First Madam's family is a southern noble family. He won't be able to jump around for long."
Just as everyone was discussing, a loud shout suddenly attracted everyone's attention.
"The Top 100 Ranking has been released …"
A clamor gradually spread from outside the door into the mansion, like dominoes, from outside the street to inside the mansion, and then from the mouths of the servants to the ears of everyone in the hall.
Upon hearing the release of the ranking, everyone who was participating in the Demon Hunting Meet was extremely excited.
"I've hunted a lot of demonic beasts this year, several times more than last year!
I feel like I can make it onto the list! "
"Haha, you always feel so good every year. This year, Eldest Young Master has passed away. From what I can see, the only person in the manor who can enter the rankings is Young Master Fu Lingtian." That person looked at Fu Lingtian enviously.
Fu Lingtian was different from the others who wished they could stand at the door. He was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, looking very calm.
When the results of the Monster Hunting Meet were released, there would be people who would come to report the good news. However, only the top 100 had the right to do so.
From time to time, the sound of firecrackers and cheers could be heard from outside the manor. At that time, it was unknown which manor's disciple had made it to the top.
A group of people sat in the room and waited. Sometimes, they couldn't help but become more and more nervous. A martial artist couldn't help but glance at Tang Yong and whisper, "I wonder what ranking Tang Yong will get?"
"Are you talking about that trash Tang Yong?
Ah, that's not right. He's not considered trash anymore.
However, you don't have to worry about him making it. I heard that he was chased by Young Master Fu in the forest. How would he have the time to kill demonic beasts?
Don't worry, this guy might even be ranked behind us. "
"Haha, that's true. Even if he's strong, it's useless if he can't kill demonic beasts."
"Are you talking about that trash Tang Yong? Haha, if he can make it, I'll show you guys how to eat shit!"
At this time, Tang Meng, who was sitting on a chair, laughed disdainfully. He was the son of the second madam and also the legitimate son of the manor. However, when Tang Tian was still alive, he was only a second-rate power in the manor.
Now that Tang Tian was dead, he was the future successor of the manor.
When the other Tang Family disciples heard Tang Meng's words, they immediately agreed with him, completely ignoring Tang Yong who was sitting at the side.
There were even a few Tang Family disciples who pointed to the pile of shit that the first madam's civet had just pooped and bet that if Tang Yong could make it, they would show him how to eat shit.
When Tang Yong heard this, he glanced at these people and smiled coldly.
Don't worry, your dreams will come true soon.
The sound of hurried horse hooves came from outside the manor, followed by the sound of firecrackers from the Duke Wei Manor. It seemed that someone from the Duke Wei Manor had made it to the Man Roll.
Every year, when the Martial Roll was released, the capital of the Han Tang, Anyang, would become especially lively. This was because the martial artists who participated in the Demon Hunting Meet were scattered all over the capital. The announcer had to ride a Longma through the streets to announce the good news. There might not be any martial artists who made it to the roll on this street, but when the sound of Longma passed by, people would immediately open their windows to look.
The release of the Martial Roll was the same as the imperial examinations. It used the 'Longma Victory Report'. The announcer would first send the victory report to the person who made it to the roll, and then post the roll outside the Meridian Gate.
Although the Tang Family disciples in this group of rooms didn't look at the roll, they knew the progress of the announcement like the back of their hands.
This was because the servants who were sent out to look at the roll were rushing back.
Not long after, a servant rushed over and reported, "Victory report, Duke Wei Manor's Young Master Zhao Donglai is ranked twenty-eighth on the Martial Roll!"
The manservant's loud and clear voice was like a clap of thunder, shaking the Tang family's disciples until they were dizzy.
"F * ck, Zhao Laosan is actually ranked twenty-eighth!"
"This is the 28th, the Duke of Wei Mansion is really awesome this year. I heard that this year's Martial Roll is extremely strict, and many officials who have engaged in malpractice have been arrested. Among our noble clans, many clans didn't even make it!"
"F * ck, I didn't expect it to be so strict. Even Zhao Laosan can make it to twenty-eighth place. He's simply too awesome!"
When the Tang Family disciples in the room heard the news, they all opened their mouths wide in shock. Zhao Donglai was Zhao Laosan from the Duke Wei Manor.
This Zhao Laosan was different from the ordinary children of nobles. His martial arts talent had been amazing since he was young, especially in the circle of young nobles. In the past two years, he had become the leader of the younger generation.
The Duke Wei Manor on the other side was bustling with noise and excitement. The firecrackers were set off in an earth-shattering manner.
After a long while, the firecrackers that had been going on for half a day finally stopped, but the joyous noise continued. According to the servant, the other side had already started to set up a banquet to celebrate.
Compared to the bustling Duke Wei Manor, the Shenwu Hou Mansion was much more deserted.
The disciples of the Tang Clan were either standing in the courtyard or resting in the main hall, but there was no exception. Their complexions were all ugly. The servants and maids were so frightened that they quickly shut their mouths, afraid that they would provoke these young masters to be unhappy.
The sound of horse hooves announcing the good news continued. The servants who went to look at the rankings were rushing back to the mansion one by one. Not long later, they had already reached eighteenth place.
"I say, it's already eighteenth place. Young Master Fu can't have failed, right?"
"Don't talk nonsense, no matter what, Young Master Fu is still a Stage Three Martial Master, an expert comparable to Zhuge Yu. He hasn't come to report the good news yet, probably because his ranking is higher." A Tang Family disciple said hesitantly.
After a long time, no one came to the Tang Mansion to report the good news. The Tang Family disciples in the room began to secretly look at Fu Lingtian and discuss softly.
The Tang Family disciples were actually very envious of Fu Lingtian. After all, he was a disciple of an immortal sect, and whether it was cultivation techniques or resources, he was much better than their Hou Mansion. Furthermore, the other party's talent was astonishing, and compared to him, they were like chickens and phoenixes.
It was precisely because the disparity in all aspects was too great that they only dared to envy the other party in their hearts and did not dare to have the slightest bit of jealousy.
But now, hearing that the good news had already reached the eighteenth place, but there was still no news of Fu Lingtian, made them a little excited.