Because He Yao beat the seventh prince, and the second son of Changling Marquis's Mansion beat the son of the Wang family, four teams directly gave up the competition.
The son of the Xu family was lucky enough to get the first place in this autumn hunt. Before the banquet, he showed off the golden feather he was awarded everywhere and almost put it on his head.
There were naturally people who congratulated and people who mocked, but none of this affected the Xu family's young master's happiness. Being the first one he picked was still the first one, because he was lucky.
Among the attracted crowd, Gu Ruoqiang, who had finally squeezed to the front, saw the second young master of the Ming family coming from the Cuju field. She hurriedly trotted over, handed over the handkerchief she had prepared, with a shy look on her face.
"Mr. Ming, the banquet will start soon, wipe your sweat off."
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