[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son":3,"chapter-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-101":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I Am the Xu Family's Son",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2307879,4510,"Chapter 101: Youthful Years of Consort Rong [Thank You All for Your Support","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-101",101,"\u003Cp>This made the faces of the Great Zhou’s civil officials grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the Great Zhou’s civil official sons, who had hoped to compete in literary skill with the two nations’ youths, could only mutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shame upon our culture!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brutal and uncivilized!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Have the guts to compete in essays!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I, this gentleman, cite classics and scriptures to rebuke you without uttering a single foul word!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll tongue-lash you to death with my verbal swords!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Northern Liao’s young champion Zanli had not yet faced a literary contest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, not all slots were used—only six Great Zhou youths had competed so far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress glanced at Gu Tingye and Xu Zaijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing, waiting outside the grand hall, heard the sounds within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress spoke softly: “Our honored guests from both nations—the slots still have two remaining; these two are Great Zhou youths. May they continue without issue?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The envoys from both nations, currently triumphant, immediately rose and bowed in reply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Respected Son of Heaven, this is but a playful gift exchange between the two nations—of course there is no issue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress nodded slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eunuch announced loudly: “Summon Gu Family’s Second Son and Xu Family’s Fifth Son to enter the hall!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two stepped forward and bowed respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several foreign youths stared at them, their eyes filled with scrutiny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress looked at Zhao Fang beside her—he had been staring wide-eyed at Xu Zaijing since he entered, his expression full of familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing and Gu Tingye stood in the center, sensing gazes from different directions. Xu Zaijing followed the gaze and saw the girl who had drawn countless eyes—she had now come to Rong Fei’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must be Rong Feiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Rong Xian stepped forward, grinning, placing himself between his sister and the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was Rong Fei’s younger brother, naturally admitted earlier—and he’d been beaten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Yong Wang’s side, another girl saw all eyes fixed on Rong Feiyan. She glared at Rong Feiyan, then looked tenderly at her own brother, then at the two in the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a sense of shared indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress said again: “It’s cold outside. Let them all come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Your Majesty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the noblewomen who had not yet paid their New Year greetings entered the grand hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eunuchs hurriedly arranged seating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Empress’s attendant announced: “Please do not pay your New Year greetings yet—first watch the Northern Liao’s Bai Gao tribute.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noblewomen who had entered bowed in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The curious youths and maidens quickly pushed to the front, seizing the best viewing positions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing smiled faintly at the open space, half the size of a basketball court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One eunuch, seeing most had entered, said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The victor chooses first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the arena, a sturdy youth stepped forward from beside the envoys, glanced at the two, and pointed at Xu Zaijing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youth said: “Him. The other is too weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing froze upon hearing the rule—so the victor picks first, and Bai Gao and Northern Liao are targeting Great Zhou youths?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to secure an early win, is that it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gu Tingye’s face flushed with anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing patted him: “Weak.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jing-ge, you—!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Xu Zaijing’s words, several nearby people laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing shed his cumbersome outer robe and removed his distracting ornaments, stepping into the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Northern Liao youth advanced toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two locked eyes, searching for weaknesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing understood why the previous few had lost—this youth’s gaze was no gentle thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing feigned an opening. The youth, like a wolf spotting prey, lunged forward. Xu Zaijing reached to block—but the youth spun, seized his wrist, and pressed himself into Xu Zaijing’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next would be swinging Xu Zaijing’s arm to throw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It resembled an over-the-shoulder throw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Xian dared not watch—he shut his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the youth’s body strained as if controlled by puppet strings, trying to hurl—but could not. Instead, the wrist Xu Zaijing held slowly drew inward, gradually choking the youth’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling absolute strength, the youth’s eyes filled with panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I yield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as fast as Rong Xian had lost, this youth yielded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good!” The onlookers cheered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Family’s Fifth Son wins! Gu Family’s Second Son chooses!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, Gu Tingye had the choice—he pointed at a taller, bulkier youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then to the several short, sturdy foreign youths:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You lot are too weak!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imperial guards in golden armor standing outside stood rigidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their ears strained to catch every sound from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the eunuch reported the results: “Gu Family’s Second Son wins! Next, Northern Liao’s Yelu Ying versus Bai Gao’s Li.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the eunuch’s voice rang out again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yelu Ying wins! Next, Northern Liao’s Yelu Sun chooses his opponent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall, Yelu Ying, having won, danced joyfully in Northern Liao style, moving gracefully near Rong Fei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Xian grinned, ready to step between his sister and Yelu Ying—but Yelu Ying glared at him, and he dared not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His injuries were from this Yelu Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The refined Yelu Ying bowed elegantly to the beautiful Rong Feiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pounded his left chest, then pointed at Rong Feiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Northern Liao youths erupted in cheers, shouting in halting tones:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yohoo! Ying! Great taste—the most beautiful girl in the hall!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying, don’t get cocky—when I win, I’ll pay my respects too!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying, you’re too hasty—because I’ll beat you! Yohoo!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Zhou youths glared angrily:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too arrogant!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You damn bird! I—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, let’s duel in poetry! What’s the point of fists?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So uncivilized!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Feiyan, startled by the gesture, lowered her head. Seeing her brother couldn’t shield her, her eyes flickered with alarm—no Great Zhou youth would be so bold. She shrank behind her sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei glanced at the Empress, who gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rong Fei smiled serenely, causing the youths in the hall to pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Esteemed young man of the Yelu clan—I thank you on my sister’s behalf. But you haven’t claimed the top prize yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Ying was momentarily dazzled by Rong Fei’s smile—he stared at Rong Feiyan. Wasn’t this the young Rong Fei?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl would one day grow as beautiful as this consort!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes gleamed. With eager enthusiasm, he spoke in Northern Liao: “Tani~ youcong hege!” (Yes~ beautiful lady!)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the eunuch called out: “Victor! Xu Family’s Fifth Son, choose!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing stepped forward, facing the eager Yelu Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Gu Tingye whispered: “Jing-ge, take him down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wuniang also pointed at Yelu Ying—but her mother pulled her hand down and scolded her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing smiled brightly and pointed at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Jing-ge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This’ll be good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ying’s opponent is no pushover—strong as an ox.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Ying’s face darkened—he had seen Xu Zaijing’s strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eunuch’s voice suddenly rose sharply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xu Family’s Fifth Son versus Northern Liao’s Yelu Ying!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, the golden-armored guards frowned, exchanging glances—why was the eunuch raising his voice like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Zaijing looked at Yelu Ying and smiled: “Why not rest a bit first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need, come on—I just warmed up my body.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Yelu Ying stepped forward, eyes fixed on Xu Zaijing’s steps; Xu Zaijing’s eyes flickered, and his steps hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yelu Ying leaned toward Xu Zaijing’s upper body, just as he was about to make contact,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when Yelu Ying suddenly dropped low and launched a flying strike at Xu Zaijing’s lower body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Yelu Ying’s move, onlookers gasped:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wu!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So fast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Huh? Did I just break the chapter and sever an artery again? This hand deserves a beating! One more chapter left—and thanks to your company, it’s truly good.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Khitan language here is fabricated by the author; readers said “author fabricated” appearing in the main text is bad—this is a formal disclaimer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Respected readers, give a little click,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The author’s bowl has no oil; your support eases a thousand worries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hundred monthly votes, ten thousand coins—keyboards burn with a hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Remaining reward points: 2100\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to typing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Readers with reading lists, please recommend this book—thank you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1335,"2026-06-20T10:32:38.675Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","d6821efa0ea50445e0df3b7a21db8f7b3b17efaab2a4fa3892ff5f4b5e8c9a2b","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-102","i-am-the-xu-family-s-son-chapter-100",790,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-am-the-xu-family-s-son-cover.jpg"]