Chapter 63: Changing Horses

"Since Yin Zhuangyuan is sure of victory, the old man is relieved. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Shi Jikai nodded comfortingly.

The two took a sip of tea from their cups, and Yin Fusheng asked, "Adult, the student wants to ask the adult about someone." ”

Shi Jikai paused for a few seconds and said with a smile: "You want to ask, Zhuang Jing said, where is Zhuang Zhuangyuan?" ”

"Zhuang Zhuangyuan?! Could it be that Brother Feijing said, the top student in high school that year? Yin Fu said happily.

"Yes, he is the top student in high school, but he thinks that it will be unfair to take the test that year, so he refused to accept the job and asked for leave to return to his hometown."

"Huh?" Yin Fusheng was quite surprised. "Alas, it's a pity that Brother Jingshuo, the cold window has been cold for decades, and it's not easy, the title of the gold list, how can it be ......"

Shi Jikai shook his head and said: "Zhuang Jing said that this person has more integrity and less flexibility. The temperament is very pouting, and the old man also persuaded him to stay, but he couldn't. However, if he heard about the matter of the world's number one martial champion, he would definitely be happy. The old man has asked His Majesty to summon him to Beijing to be revised. Come to think of it, this time, he won't refuse. ”

Hearing this, Yin Fusheng got up and said, "It's really annoying that Master Shi is so troubled." ”

"The old man is already old, and all he can do is to find a virtuous person for the saint and the Ming Dynasty. The responsibility is on the body, so why bother? ”

Shi Jikai sighed with emotion, which made Yin Fusheng suddenly think of a person, if you talk about meritocracy, this person should be this era, and he deserves his name. "My lord, the student knows a person, this person is a well-deserved virtuous person, if he can be entrusted with important tasks, he will definitely enrich the country and strengthen the army, and benefit the world."

"Oh? Who is this? Shi Jikai was also inspired.

"This person's name is Xu Guangqi."

Shi Jikai was stunned, "It turned out to be Xu Shaoqing." Huh? On that day, Xu Shaoqing was among the hundred officials. Didn't you see Yin Zhuangyuan? ”

"Hehe, I'm ashamed, the student only knows his name, but he doesn't know his person."

Shi Jikai was surprised, he didn't know him, but he knew that he was talented? Frowning and staring at Yin Fusheng, after a while, he suddenly said: "The old man forgot, the champion has the ability to understand the heavens......

After talking with Shi Jikai, it soon came the auspicious day of the champion to parade the street.

Wen Zhuangyuan has seen a lot of streets, but this martial champion has been on the street for the first time since the founding of the country. Early in the morning, the capital was crowded with people, waiting to visit the world's first martial champion, did he open his eight heads, or was he too tall?

Outside the imperial city, on both sides of the street, there were people standing. One by one, I was also very happy. Especially for those who practice martial arts, since the founding of the country, there has been no official martial arts hall test, so in the past, if you want to say that the martial arts champion, it is the first in the martial arts examination, and there is no like the literary champion, and you can still walk the streets.

As soon as Yin Fusheng, the martial champion, came out, it really made many martial artists excited.

Those of us who practice martial arts can also raise their eyebrows.

Yin Fusheng, the martial champion, is special, and this gift is difficult for many officials in the DPRK and China.

Originally, the martial arts examination was presided over by the Ministry of War, but they did not preside over the champion parade at all. I also don't know much about the cumbersome rituals of Wen Zhuangyuan's "Golden Palace". In the end, it can only be handled in conjunction with the Ministry of Rites.

Yin Fusheng got up in the morning and entered the Emperor's Palace to see the Emperor of the Apocalypse, and thanked the emperor. Emperor Tianqi was not polite, and went straight to the point, first praising Yin Fusheng's talent, and then, with the urgency of the border war, he urgently needed a virtuous person like Yin Fusheng to help. Then he issued an order that after he paraded the streets, he rushed directly to Guangning, as a champion, assisted by Governor Wang Huazhen.

Finally, he added, "You don't have to come to see me again." ”

In fact, anyone who knows the inside story knows that this is the emperor's debt evasion. He was afraid that Yin Fusheng would ask him for a bounty, or go to the border gate, and then ask for any expenses.

The emperor is so poor, and there is really no one.

Yin Fusheng received the decree of thanksgiving, out of the Emperor's Palace, through the Emperor's Gate, Noon Gate, Duanmen, Chengtian Gate, Daming Gate.

If it is the champion of the text, here at the Chang'an Gate in the northeast of Daming Gate, a "dragon shed" will be temporarily set up for the jinshi to see the list. However, Yin Fusheng, the martial champion, is a standout, and there is no one to accompany him, let alone any example. It is directly wearing red and hanging flowers, and it is not Shuntianfu Yin who hangs the flowers, but the officials of the Ministry of War. In addition, the other procedures are basically the same as those of the Wen Zhuangyuan, and they are all familiar to the Ministry of Rites anyway.

At this time, Jin Zhijun next to him half-closed his eyes, and his expression was very dissatisfied.

Hum! Wu Zhuangyuan?

Jin Zhijun muttered, and glanced at the big white horse parade through the street.

In the past, Wen Zhuangyuan parade generally did not choose high-headed horses, but chose the kind of white horse parade that was not too high and had a relatively docile temperament. The white horse is good-looking, looks so elegant, and is safe for the literati who have no power to restrain the chicken.

As soon as Jin Zhijun looked at the white horse, a trace of poison immediately flashed on his face.

He took advantage of the fact that everyone else was watching the champion hanging flowers, and quietly came to the soldier who was leading the horse, and asked in a questioning tone, "What's the matter with your horse?" ”

The soldier didn't understand, "Horse? What's wrong with the horse? ”

"Look at this horse! Skinny and small, and, why a white horse? Jin Zhijun said confidently.

"White horse, it's beautiful. Hasn't it always been like this before? "The soldiers were confused.

"Past?!" Jin Zhijun shook his head, "In the past, it was Wen Zhuangyuan parade street. Today is a parade of martial artists. What do you want to look good at that? That's mighty! ”

The soldier nodded suddenly.

Jin Zhijun immediately ordered: "Go, change to a big black horse, the higher the better, the stronger the better." The temperament is a little stronger, as soon as our martial champion goes up, the horse roars, and then is subdued by our champion at the moment, how majestic. Isn't it? ”

"Yes, yes, it's still thoughtful." The soldier answered and went down.

Yin Fusheng also finished hanging flowers at this time and wanted to go on a horse parade on the street.

Huh? Why is the horse gone?

When Sun Shenxing, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, saw it, he was angry, "What about the horse? Why haven't you prepared a horse yet? ”

was arguing, and the soldiers didn't know where to temporarily change someone's tall horse. "The horse is coming, the horse is coming."

As soon as I looked at the size of this horse, some people began to mumble in their hearts, this was deliberately arranged by someone, right?

Sun Shenxing just wanted to question, opened his mouth, and stopped asking. turned back to Yin Fu and said, "Champion Lang, get on the horse." ”

Yin Fusheng looked at the horse, and then looked at the expressions of the civil officials around him, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "I'm really ashamed, I can't ride a horse below." ”

"Can't ride a horse?!"

"Wu Zhuangyuan can't ride a horse?!"

Onlookers from near and far sighed.

Sun Shenxing said: "Oh, the champion rides a horse to the street, this is an ancestral classic." Let's give it a try. ”

Yin Fusheng was guilty: "I really haven't ridden before, the student has only ridden in a carriage...... right, how about a carriage ride around the streets?" It's just one word. ”

Oh, and the horseback riding street to the horse-drawn carriage street tour?

It's a shame that you think about it.

Jin Zhijun immediately sneered, "You are a martial champion, you can't ride a horse?" Isn't it a joke? ”

Yin Fusheng smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Can Jin Langzhong ride a horse?" ”

"Of course I will."

"Then it's better to ask Jin Lang to teach him and personally demonstrate one or two."

Jin Zhijun flicked the sleeves of his robe, "This official is a dignified soldier, why should I show you." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that students are not the only ones who are afraid of horseback riding. Why bother to do it? ”

The officials next to him were all waiting to see Yin Fusheng's ugly riding on horseback, and when they saw this situation, they all encouraged Jin Zhijun to get on the horse. "Jin Langzhong, just get on the horse and show him!"

Jin Zhijun was told by everyone that he had no choice but to bite the bullet, bite his teeth, and cross his heart. "Humph! On it, on it! ”

(To be continued)