In the afternoon, the sky changed, the sun was obscured by dark clouds, there was no wind, and it was unusually hot and sultry. Jiang Anyi couldn't calm down, and Zhao Xingfeng's rebuke always sounded in his ears, like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter and making a "hiss" sound. Jiang Anyi got up irritably and decided to ride a horse on the field.

The six arts of the gentleman: etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, mathematics, the academy has a school field for students to ride horses and shoot arrows, and there are stone locks, stone burdens and other fitness things in the open space, and there are often students here to vent their excess energy, as long as there is time, Jiang Anyi will take charcoal to run on the field for half an hour before dinner.

For more than 100 years, the four realms were not peaceful, and there was a turmoil that swept through the south of the Yangtze River forty years ago. The situation forced Da Zheng Guo to pay equal attention to civil and military, the literati ruled the country, the warriors were knighted with military merits, abandoned the pen from Rong to find the marquis, took off the battle armor and changed the robe, and there were many storytellers and rappers in teahouses and taverns. Most of the academy are young people, and they are so stimulated by these stories that they all want to become national pillars with both Chinese and martial arts in the mouths of storytellers.

Charcoal is a good horse, and when you get to the school, you are excited, and you don't need to urge, and your hooves are in the air, like sharp arrows. The oncoming strong wind was suffocating, but Jiang Anyi's legs kept gently tapping the horse's belly, and Charcoal felt Jiang Anyi's anxiety, and with a long hiss, he ran forward like lightning, and his long mane was raised, like a fluttering flag.

The wind whistled past his ears, and Jiang Anyi felt that he had given birth to wings and flew wantonly. The horses beside him were thrown behind, the trees and mountains galloped away, and the boredom in the sound of the horses' hooves gradually drifted away with the wind.

Until there were light beads of sweat on the charcoal, Jiang Anyi slowed down his horse and rode the charcoal to the grassland at the edge of the forest, and a stream of water passed through the forest. Jumping off the horse, untying the saddle bridle first, the charcoal snorted briskly, lowered his head and licked Jiang Anyi's face with his tongue.

Jiang Anyi patted the charcoal affectionately, came to the stream, and poured the cool stream water on his face, which was really comfortable. Charcoal jumped into the stream, and the water splashed Jiang Anyi's body, and the charcoal made a short hiss, proud of his prank. A few horses galloped over on the school yard and stopped beside Jiang Anyi, and the mud splashed by the horses' hooves fell into the stream, and the stream became muddy.

Jiang Anyi didn't want to cause trouble, so he led the charcoal upstream, and a rough voice came from behind him: "Good horse, sell me five hundred taels of silver." ”

"Don't sell, go away." Jiang Anyi didn't look back, and replied angrily.

"Haha, it's pretty horizontal." The man jumped off the horse and walked quickly in front of Jiang Anyi, dark with an ink-stained beard, blocking Jiang Anyi's way like an iron tower. Such a burly man, Jiang Anyi praised it in his heart.

"My dad used to say that it is better to reason with his fists than with his mouth." Before Jiang Anyi could react, the big fist had already hit his stomach hard. Jiang Anyi flew out upside down and landed in the stream, his whole body was soaked, the pain in his abdomen was unbearable, and he couldn't help retching.

The man pursed his lips and sneered: "I have only used three points of strength, which is unbearable, and I am really a useless scholar." ”

was beaten for no reason, Jiang Anyi was furious, picked up a stone in the stream, and smashed it viciously at the man, and the side of the man's body flashed over. Jiang Anyi stood up and dragged the dripping stream towards the man.

The man's face was full of ridicule, and when Jiang Anyi approached, his right leg was a little on the ground, his body was like the wind, flashing aside, and at the same time he stretched out his left hand, grabbed Jiang Anyi's fist, and with a flick of the situation, Jiang Anyi's body couldn't help but turn around, staggered back into the water, and splashed a huge splash. Charcoal stretched out his mouth and pulled Jiang Anyi's clothes up, trying to pull the master up from the water.

"It's a psychic BMW, you kid riding it is really a pearl." The man's eyes were full of light, and he said unreasonably: "Boy, make a bet with you, if you can hit me, I will give you a benefit, if you can't hit me, haha, I want this horse, five hundred taels of silver is enough for you to buy ten horses." ”

His face was smothered on the stone in the water, swollen and painful hotly, Jiang Anyi turned over and sat in the water, secretly smiled bitterly, and fought with someone, it seems that there is only one time in his life, the person opposite is strong, agile, obviously a person who practices martial arts, how can he fight, but he is forced to the head, and he can't do it if he doesn't fight, and he can't watch the charcoal being bought.

Remembering the first time he fought, he knocked Ma Ba into a nosebleed, and the trick he made came from the demon in his dream, and it seems that if he wants to win, he needs to borrow from the demon again. Scenes of demons fighting with people often appear in dreams, and when the thought turns, countless moves flood up, all of which are quick and accurate, and invite people to die. Although those movements are clean and neat, it is not certain whether their own will come out or not.

Without thinking too much, Jiang Anyi got up from the water and walked slowly towards the man, the stream flowing down from him and forming a waterline behind him. The man's face was full of disdain, his hands drooped, and his feet stood in a daze, ready to wait.

Before the battle, you need to be calm, Jiang Anyi's steps are becoming more and more solemn, but his heart is becoming more and more calm. When he came to the man three feet away, Jiang Anyi suddenly shortened and reached out to the man's legs. The man sneered, his left leg retreated, and his right hand pressed towards the top of Jiang Anyi's head, trying to press Jiang Anyi to the ground.

When it was too late, Jiang Anyi sank his waist and turned around, his body shrank into the man's arms, and the man's right hand pressed over Jiang Anyi's right shoulder. A stream of heat came from the tail vertebrae, Jiang Anyi's body moved at will, his hands were raised, he grabbed the man's right hand, and rolled forward with the force, and the man was caught off guard and was taken forward five or six steps, almost not lying on the ground.

After the man stood firmly, he turned around and screamed and threw himself at Jiang Anyi on the ground, his face full of beard, like an angry bear.

"Enough", the voice was very soft, coming from the crowd watching the battle, the man stopped when he was forced, glared at Jiang Anyi angrily, and waved his fist hatefully, and the withered grass on the ground was actually raised by the fist wind.

Jiang Anyi got up abruptly, packed up the saddle bridle, and staggered away with the charcoal, and everyone watched silently.

"Boy, if you want any benefits, come to Anyang Mansion to find me, my name is Wei Mengqiang." There was the roar of the man behind him, Jiang Anyi was stunned, holding back his tears, and kept walking in the direction of the stable. Charcoal tilted its head to look at its master, and from time to time touched Jiang Anyi with its big head, comforting him silently.

"What, you like this kid?" The Luo Tuo scribe who appeared on the top of Aspire Peak suddenly appeared in the crowd, changed into a strong costume, full of heroic spirit, and changed the taste of Luo Tuo.

"Master?"

"A fart master, his fists and legs are soft, but the fall on me was unexpected, as if he had been instructed by a master. Although I didn't pay attention, it was rare to be able to grab my hand and stumble at me. Wei Mengqiang stroked his beard and returned the taste.

"Interesting, go back and let people check this scholar." The scribe looked up at the sky, the clouds rolled over, and he was depressed, and commanded in a low voice, "It's going to rain, let's go back." ”

The torrential rain poured down, and in the wind and rain, Wei Mengqiang and others escorted a carriage out of Wuluo Mountain and galloped towards Anyang Mansion, forty miles away.

Jiang Anyi, who was soaking wet, staggered to the residence, Li Shicheng saw that Jiang Anyi's face was bruised, stepped forward to support Jiang Anyi, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Fell while riding? ”

Jiang Anyi took off his wet clothes, Li Shicheng brought a dry towel, saw that Jiang Anyi was blue and purple, and said angrily: "Is it Li Dongfeng?" I'll go to him for a review. ”

"It's not him." Jiang Anyi changed into dry clothes and collapsed on the bed, in pain. The wind and rain are urgent, physically and mentally exhausted, and I am like a grass in the wind and rain, unable to control my fate, this feeling is so familiar: when the creditor came to the door, when he was driven out of Yufu, when he was forced to do so, and when he was scolded by Mr. Zhao, this feeling of powerlessness is like a huge hammer constantly beating himself, trying to knock himself to pieces.

However, that demon can face life and death without fear, and I, Jiang Anyi, will not be knocked down by these blows: the debt has been paid off, and the family situation has changed; Hou Qima Eight has become a story, and it will no longer be a disaster; As long as I can pass the imperial examination, the Yu Mansion will come to visit, Mr. Zhao's rebuke, Wei Mengqiang's fists and legs are nothing, and one day I will control my own destiny.

There is a medical hall in the academy, Li Shicheng braved the rain to invite a doctor, and after Dr. Zhou examined, he said: "Skin trauma, not too tight, just rest for a few days, I prescribe a patch, remember to take it for two days three times a day, and apply it externally, and wait to get it in the medical hall." ”

The familiar medicinal fragrance reminded Jiang Anyi of the scene when he was struck by lightning, his fate changed at that moment, and there was an extra demon in his body. For more than a year, the demon has not done anything, and has repeatedly helped himself through difficulties, even if he is really a demon, to me he is also a demon who knows how to repay his kindness.

Looking at Li Shicheng, who was carefully taking care of the fire, Jiang Anyi felt warm, family and friends are the source of courage to regain when he is lost, thinking of his mother, An Yong and Yan'er, as well as Guo Fatzi and others, Jiang Anyi suddenly felt that this pain was nothing.

The wind and rain did not affect Shao Xuelu's dinner, the mahogany round table was full of dishes, chickens, ducks, and fish, and the servant brought a large porcelain plate, placed in the middle of the table, which contained crabs the size of bowls, and the crab shells were orange and attractive.

"This is the crab of Yuchun Lake, please see the crab with green back, white belly, golden claws, yellow hair, strong and thick body, compared to the crab in other places, the taste is more fresh and sweet, please taste it while it is hot." Shao Renfu greeted with a smile on his face.

Shi Ningzhong held the crab in his hand, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Yuchun crab is a tribute, it is difficult to buy it in leisure, Shao Gong is very capable, he can actually get this good thing, and Chongyang crab eating is suitable for the festival." ”

Carefully scoop out the crab roe and put it in your mouth, and your mouth will be full of fragrant fragrance. Shao Renfu threw away the crab shell with satisfaction, took a sip of ginger tea, and said with a smile: "One of my students when I was in Guozijian was a county magistrate in Tangtu County, and I knew that I liked crab eating, so I specially sent someone to send a car a few days ago, and you will take some back to try it with your family." ”

Feng Zigang held the crab claw in his hand, and said with a smile: "Thank you Shao Gong, but it's disrespectful." ”

Zhao Xingfeng glanced at Feng Zigang with disdain, and snorted: "As long as Feng Guangan has a cheap advantage, he can't find his eyes immediately, and only sees two seams." ”

Everyone laughed, and Feng Zigang said lightly: "I am a person in charge of property, so naturally I can't compare to Mr. Zhao's high quality, but Mr. Zhao doesn't take half a point when he takes things." ”

"You ,......"

Shao Renfu hurriedly diverted the topic and said, "I heard that Zhao Jun knocked Jiang Anyi today? ”

"Yes, this son is young and ignorant, his words are arrogant, and Su Ziming and Ling Xu regard him as a treasure, and I have heard the two of them praise him several times in Juxian Hall for his quick thinking, which can be accomplished."

"This son is not a fuel-efficient lamp, as soon as you beat him, he ran to Zhuowang Peak and scolded Lin Yizhen, Li Dongfeng and others into anointed beams. However, this kid's poetry is really good. Shao Renfu read out the poem "Yin Ju", and Shi Ningzhong praised: "Good poem, this son's poetry is really admirable, and I am ashamed of myself." ”

Zhao Xingfeng said sourly: "I don't know how thick the sky is." Poetry is a small way after all, our generation should take the world as their own responsibility, be loyal to the monarch and serve the country, and benefit the people. ”

Jiang Anyi, who was lying on the bed, didn't know that his poem "Yin Ju" was spread by people with good intentions, and the contradiction between "Anointing Liang Xuan" and "Children of the Han Family" gradually rose, and for a while, the dark tide of the academy was surging.