Chapter 320: Court Trial (1)
This day is the day that Yang Xi and Li Yi discussed to do it. Yang Xi almost didn't sleep all night, and repeatedly reviewed every detail over and over again. When I got up in the morning, although my face was not very good-looking, I was full of energy. He wore a black brocade robe, with a palm-wide belt of the same color around his waist, and his broad shoulders and thin waist looked extremely straight.
After a few mouthfuls of breakfast, the colonel took the armor and put it on Yang Xi, and put on a black robe outside, Yang Xi packed up and walked to the martial arts arena in the camp with people.
Every fifth and tenth of every month, the martial arts of the military academy are tested in the martial arts arena, and it is also one of the few occasions where most of the low-ranking officers and soldiers can be brought together.
Because of Pan Rong's control, this kind of test has already changed its taste, arrange a few people in advance, and compete on the field, and the winner can be promoted, while ordinary sergeants and low-ranking officers have no chance to participate.
Most of Pan Rong's envelopes were high-ranking officers, so Yang Xi and Li Yi deliberately chose this day to strive for an advantage in numbers.
When Yang Xi arrived at the martial arts arena, Deputy Marshal Pan Rong had already arrived, and he sat on the viewing platform with a big grin, and saw that Yang Xi just arched his hand and didn't stand up at all. Yang Xi suppressed the anger in his heart, and walked up the steps step by step to the viewing platform. He sat down on a chair with a tiger skin in the middle, looked around, and was about to speak, when he heard Pan Rong say:
"Now that we're all here, let's get started. β
Everyone who was doing it was shocked, Pan Rong didn't take Yang Xi in his eyes at all.
Pan Rong is fifty years old, his hair is a little gray, but his face is ruddy, and he looks particularly energetic in a gold armor and red robe.
"Wait!" Yang Xi stopped with a loud voice.
"It's boring to always arrange a few people to compete in advance, so I'm going to change it today. β
"I don't know how the marshal is going to change?" Pan Rong glanced at Yang Xi.
He was very unpleasant to this colt, and when he first arrived, he didn't know how to look at it, and he refused to go to the appointment after inviting him several times, and he obviously didn't deal with him. He was thinking about when the war would start again, so he would find an opportunity to be a soil emperor in addition to Yang Xi.
"Since this is a martial arts arena, it is for everyone to demonstrate their martial arts, so everyone has an equal opportunity. I mean everybody's going to participate. β
"Hahaha, how is that possible? Wouldn't it be like a market for everyone to participate casually? β
Pan Rong looked at Yang Xi with disdain, feeling that he was really naΓ―ve.
"I have a point. Yang Xi also ignored Pan Rong and instructed the herald:
"Pass on my order, all the people in the battalion can participate in the martial arts, and the final winner will be promoted to one level and rewarded with ten taels of silver. β
The herald passed on Yang Xi's words, and the following suddenly boiled. It is very difficult for these people to be promoted to the next level, because there is no war in peacetime, but even if there is a war, those merits will be taken by the senior officers, and they will at most share some leftovers.
Yang Xi's new order showed them a clear way, how could they not be excited, but there were not many things that had to be brave enough to stand on the field first. The people originally arranged by Pan Rong's subordinates were also like shrunken turtles at this time, these people were originally pretending to be in the competition with silver, waiting for promotion, how could they have any real talent.
Although the atmosphere at the beginning was warm, no one stood up, Pan Rong's face showed a mocking smile, and he just wanted to say a few words, but saw a young man next to Yang Xi stand up,
"Marshal Qiyu, he is willing to go down first. β
Yang Xi saw that this person was Qi Xiao, the youngest son of Anyang Hou, and this time he came to Qingcheng with him, and he also wanted to find an official position. As the youngest son in the family, it is impossible to attack the knighthood, and he doesn't want to rely on his father and brother, so he wants to earn a future with his own skills. But in the end, his background is different, and he became a personal guard by Yang Xi's side.
At this time, seeing that there was a stalemate in the scene, Qi Xiao came out with a very good eye and relieved Yang Xi of the siege, Yang Xi was overjoyed,
"So good, the hero is a boy, Ben Shuai is waiting for your good news!"
Qi Xiao got off the viewing platform, took his mount, came to the center of the martial arts arena, trotted twice, pulled a flower with the spear in his hand, strangled the war horse, and stood there majestically.
"Under Qi Xiao, he is a personal entourage under the marshal's account, please advise!" Qi Xiao said loudly.
Some things, once someone takes the lead, it's like opening an opening, and many people are eager to try it. At this time, I saw a person coming out of the team, burly, and said to Qi Xiao:
"In Xia Ma Bin, please advise. β
Someone next to him had already led the war horse over and handed the reins to Ma Bin, Ma Bin held a spear, turned over on the horse, and arched his hand to Qi Xiao.
"Please!"
The two of you have been back and forth for dozens of rounds, regardless of victory or defeat. Ma Bin sold a flaw, turned the horse's head, Qi Xiao didn't know that there was a fraud, slapped the horse to chase, Ma Bin returned to the horse and shot Qi Xiao off the horse. Then Ma Bin immediately jumped off the horse and helped Qi Xiao up.
The underground sergeants immediately cheered in unison, and Qi Xiao got up from the ground and bowed his hand to Ma Bin to express his admiration.
A few more people came up, none of them were Ma Bin's opponents, so Ma Bin won the competition, Yang Xi ordered someone to call Ma Bin closer, and the soldiers underground were eagerly waiting to see what kind of reward Ma Bin would get.
"What is your current position?"
Yang Xi has already known Ma Bin, but now he must pretend not to know him.
"The lowly rank is now a sergeant under the quartermaster. β
"The martial arts are good, and they can be of great use. Pass my order, promote Ma Bin to captain, reward 20 taels of silver, and a brocade robe. β
The sergeants below were all excited to hear this, and seemed to see a bright future for themselves.
Ma Bin didn't thank him, but knelt down and said:
"Marshal Qiyu, the lowly competition is not for promotion, but to meet the marshal. β
"See me?" Yang Xi asked in surprise as he suppressed the excitement in his heart.
"Yes, I want to report a person who is greedy for military rations and fills his own pockets. Ma Bin said loudly.
As soon as his words fell, Pan Rong stood up,
"I haven't pushed this person down yet, but I won a few competitions, and I really thought I was someone, and I ran here to mess around. β
"Why should Vice Marshal Pan be in a hurry, and it doesn't hurt to listen to what he has to say, not to mention that if there is such a thing, it has done a great thing for us. β
"But what if he opens his mouth and frames Zhongliang?" Pan Rong stared at Yang Xi and said, he felt that today's show was probably aimed at him, and he couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in his heart, but the words he said were still aggressive.
"If there is a lie in the humble position, I am willing to be dealt with by military law. Ma Bin said immediately.
Yang Xi didn't speak, his eyes were staring at Pan Rong, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. 2k reading web