Thinking of this, Ma Hongshu's heart was even more uneasy. If it weren't for Brother Qi saying that Zheng Sheng was so extraordinary, wouldn't he be angry that he was separated from Wang Sui alone and walked alone on the mountain road? As for the pickpocketing thief who stole his belongings and ended up breaking his foot?

Although he finally arrived at Qingzhuling by mistake, he still didn't see Zheng Sheng.

How else could he go to see Zheng Sheng? Originally, I wanted to meet him as a scholar to see what kind of character this little prince was.

As a result, it fell to this point, and Ma Hongshu felt that he had no shame to see him again.

Tossing and turning on the bed for half a night, Ma Hongshu finally fell asleep. Then, before dawn, he was woken up again by the sound of the bell, and Ma Hongshu got up helplessly.

He is a person who is very strict with himself, and waking up early is also his inherent habit.

But this was his own behavior after all, and he was still surprised that Zheng Sheng used the bell to restrain the young guards from getting up early.

Don't these children resist?

However, his itinerary today is still to go to Nanxiang to wait for Wang Sui. His curiosity about Zheng Sheng couldn't resist his desire to go home.

Originally, his plan was like this: to visit Zheng Sheng in these two days, and then return home. Now the first step is half completed, but he is now penniless, how can he go back?

Lao Zhang got Wang Zhong's permission, and his task in the past two days was to accompany Ma Hongshu to Nanxiang. It was a simple and pleasant job, but outside Nanxiang City, they waited for nearly a whole day.

Wang Sui is still nowhere to be seen.

The guards standing guard at the city gate were familiar with them. The Wu Chang surnamed Liu finally couldn't help but come over and speak: "Two, don't wait here, it's really uncomfortable." The man you were waiting for had not been here except the night before. Or otherwise? Go back, when that person comes again, I will send someone to Qingzhuling to inform you, anyway, Qingzhuling is very close, and I can't delay your affairs. ”

Lao Zhang looked at Ma Hongshu, which required his opinion.

Ma Hongshu arched his hand and said: "So, thank you Liu Wuchang." ”

Ma Hongshu sat in the carriage and waited, and he was also very disheartened.

Returned to Qingzhuling. I came back a little earlier today, and it wasn't dark yet.

Completely different from the lifeless situation outside Nanxiang City, the atmosphere in Qingzhuling today is even hotter. Lao Zhang took a look, drove the carriage back to the stable, and said to Ma Hongshu, who was still unpredictable: "Most of the people gathered on this road are watching running races, and on the West Mountain, they are engaged in individual actual combat competitions, and as for the riverside, they are comparing archery, right?" ”

He is from the manor, and after coming here in the past two days, he has heard the general situation of the martial arts competition from the people here, but what he knows is also half-understood news.

Ma Hongshu thought that he might really have to stay here for a few days. Not to mention how to leave for the time being, he can take a good look at what is so strange about Zheng Shizi.

Originally, he heard from Brother Qi that after Zheng Sheng left home, he lived in a place called Lijia Village, with a few scholars and tens of companions.

As a result, he learned that the mountain here had been renamed Qingzhuling, Lijia Village had been privately renamed Zheng Ziju, and Zheng Sheng's scholarly companions had expanded dramatically to hundreds of people, and they were called Huwei Camp.

Ma Hongshu got out of the carriage, got out of the stable, and walked west to the side of the avenue, there were many people standing on the side of the road, he looked at this group of spectators, old and young, old and young, and thought that these people were probably the people in the village on the side, it was really boring in winter, and Zheng Sheng's guard competition was just for them to have fun watching.

He looked through the crowd and looked west, and there was Zheng Sheng's small courtyard, which was the place mentioned by Seventh Brother. Further west was the other place he had mentioned, the place where the guards were trained, which was now called the West Hill Camp.

Lao Zhang packed up his carriage and horses, and also came to the roadside to watch the game.

"Is it a running on the road? This escape...... No, what's the point of running? Ma Hongshu asked to himself. He felt that there was no difference between running and running away, Zheng Sheng just gave him a better name for running away.

Lao Zhang didn't listen carefully to what he said, and said to himself: "Today's game is a twenty-mile run. The longest race, twenty miles! This is going to run back and forth from Shunyang to Nanxiang, the Tiger Guard Camp of the Prince of the World, it's really amazing! ”

Ma Hongshu was silent, is it great to run far and fast?

Practicing escaping, Zheng Sheng is the son of General Sipin, although he has never been on the battlefield, does he begin to want how to escape?

This man must not be a general!

Ma Hongshu was thinking about it, when the crowd suddenly became more agitated, "It's coming, it's coming." ”

"Look, who's the first?"

"Ahh Sure enough, it's Ye Jun of the Seventh Shi! ”

"Little Flying Leg Ye Jun really deserves his reputation!"

Ma Hongshu sneered, what's the use of running fast, is it better to be a deserter who is better at escaping on the battlefield?

At this time, Ma Hongshu finally saw a short and thin boy who looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old running from the side of the road in the mountains, he was only wearing a thin coat, Ma Hongshu watched him in amazement as he ran in front of his eyes, breathing without disorder, and firmly.

Ma Hongshu focused his gaze on the wide, blue-gray, boxy burden behind him, which looked bulging and weighty.

After running for 20 miles, this young man has been carrying this burden? Seems interesting!

His gaze continued to chase Ye Jun. He ran to the door of Zheng Sheng's small courtyard, where more people gathered, and when Ye Jun arrived, he suddenly burst into cheers and cheers.

He watched Ye Jun take off the heavy-looking burden with the help of others, and then someone helped him put on a layer of fur, and then the two children of the same age around him helped him slowly walk to the west.

Then, after a while, someone ran over from the side of the mountain road, also a teenager of fourteen or fifteen years old, but compared to Ye Jun, his pace was a little chaotic and his breathing was more rapid. He also carried a very strange big burden on his back.

Then came the third and fourth people.

"Are there a lot of people participating in this run?" Ma Hongshu asked suddenly.

"Huh? Well, there aren't many people running these twenty miles, only about a dozen, right? After all, it's a twenty-mile mountain road, which is too far! ”

Ma Hongshu knew that he had lost interest in the remaining teenagers who had not yet returned, and he decided to go to the other side to watch archery.

The archery venue is not far west of Zheng Sheng's small courtyard, and then to the north, there are also a lot of people, Ma Hongshu squeezed into the crowd, and was very surprised by the scene he saw in front of him!

This archer is very good!

When Ma Hongshu arrived here, he found that the target of the archers was on the river about sixty or seventy paces away from him.

This year, the Danshui River froze and melted again. Until now, there is ice on both sides of the river. In the middle, the boat can pass with confidence.

The target of the archers was on the thawing river. Zheng Sheng used pieces of wooden rafts as the bottom, and there were arrow targets on the wooden rafts. Although the rafts were held in place with ropes, the targets floated from time to time as the river flowed.

Sixty or seventy steps (one step and one and a half meters) away, and the target is not fixed. Ma Hongshu thought about it, if he tried, it would be a very good result to be able to score five out of ten. The ordinary archers in the army can do six or seven out of ten, and the most elite ones can probably be eight or nine out of ten. If you can hit all the arrows, there are naturally some in the army, but there are also very few people.

Ma Hongshu looked at the young man standing outside a white line, he was also not very old, and he was wearing the same dark color clothes as many teenagers on the side.

I saw him raise his hand and pull his bow and arrow, and shot an arrow in the right direction! It hit the red heart on the target!

"Very good." Ma Hongshu thought silently, he looked carefully at the bow in the young man's hand, and thought that it had at most two-thirds of the strength of stones, and it might not be of much use on the battlefield. However, it is still unknown that the boy is still young, and when he grows up, he will be able to draw a few stone bows.

The boy hit the bull's-eye, but he didn't seem satisfied with his performance, and after shooting the arrow, he walked back to the crowd with a low expression.

Then another teenager stood up, and he said loudly: "The fourth Shi Zheng Qian, twelve arrows, twenty-seven points, temporarily ranked first." ”

The people applauded.

Ma Hongshu couldn't figure out what the standard of these 27 points was. Lao Zhang also followed, and Ma Hongshu immediately asked him.

Lao Zhang was also new, and he didn't understand, so he went to ask others.

An old man on the side explained to them in detail: "Look at that target, you will get three points for a red heart, two points for a yellow ring, one point for the outermost green ring, and zero points for a miss." ”

Ma Hongshu was stunned, and he knew that the target was designed to be colorful, and it turned out that there was still this kind of meaning.

While the arrow test was still going on, another teenager walked out, and when he stood in front of the white line, the crowd around him suddenly fell silent.

Standing on the rightmost target, he shot an arrow steadily, right in the heart!

Then go to the second target position on the left-hand side, and another arrow, hit, or a red heart!

The third and fourth arrows all hit the bull's-eye!

The fifth arrow, he missed, landed on the green ring. Ma Hongshu felt that it was because he pulled the bow too fast and his arm was overforced.

But he didn't stop, and continued to walk west, stopping and shooting.

It wasn't until the twelve arrows were shot that the boy finally stopped.

"The first Shi Song holds, twelve arrows, thirty-one points, temporarily ranked first!"

Several teenagers rushed forward excitedly and hugged the teenager named Song Zhi.

Ma Hongshu stared at that side silently, twelve arrows were all hit, eight arrows were red hearts, three arrows were yellow rings, and one arrow was one ring, what a sharpshooter in a hundred!

Today's arrow test is over, and the teenager who presided over the arrow test is announcing the results. Song Zhi is the first, Zheng Qian is the second, Xiang Zhu is the third, and so on.

By this time, it was already getting a lot darker, but the camp on the west side was still very noisy, and Lao Zhang said that there was a free arts competition there. After watching the arrow test, except for a few who dispersed, more people poured into the Xishan camp.

Now, Ma Hongshu has changed his opinion about Zheng Sheng and his so-called Tiger Guard Battalion.