Chapter Seventy-Six
In the last martial arts, the school field of the front division of the palace was crowded. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info fierce spears, beautiful weapons and armor that shimmer with cold light, are particularly dazzling in the golden sunlight.
A large number of onlookers happily ate melons, wrapped Fang Zhongyong and others in the flow of people, squeezing around with the flow.
That scene is like Fang Zhongyong's previous life, every time he celebrates Christmas, Valentine's Day and other foreign festivals, he encounters the couples who are pouring out of the nest, crowded the streets and alleys, and sprinkling dog food, which is very lively.
Thousands of years ago, thousands of years later, the Chinese people of the prosperous era all took joining in the fun as a great joy in life.
The literary examination of the martial arts examination was passed a month before the imperial examination, and this school field was the battle of the champion of the martial arts examination and the top eye.
As the saying goes, there is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts:
If it is said that the competition in the field examination is like turning bones into palms, hurting people invisibly; Then the competition of the martial arts exam is Xiao Li's flying knife, the bloody knife is red, and the victory or defeat is immediate.
The greasy in the martial arts is mainly in the literary test, and when it comes to the confrontation link of the martial arts test, at most, it is to let the children of the generals, people with family backgrounds, be divided into groups with relatively weak combat effectiveness, but the people who can really kill the top players are also good hands with two brushes.
Fang Zhongyong looked at the sidelines, and there were two shiny name tags next to the big leather drum, one of which was written with the word Yang Yanzhao, and the other with the word Ge Huaimin.
At this time, both sides are warming up, and the good-looking degree of the warm-up battle is by no means inferior to the official decisive battle.
Because of the warm-up station, it is two martial arts people, each of whom chooses their own suitable partner to spar and carry out physical activities and warm-up competitions, so they pay more attention to skills and flowers, and they are also more ornamental.
However, when Fang Zhongyong moved his gaze to the sparring partner who was accompanying Yang Yanzhao to feed the warm-up, he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.
On the school field, Zhi still held the male and female double-strand swords, took off the outer robe, leaving only the moon-white tight body inside, stepping on a pair of small boots on the soles of his feet, and wearing a gold-ring headband on his head, lining his face like jade. If it is written as a chapter back to the body of a martial arts novel, it must be worth depicting in detail:
She is also a fair lady, and she has a variety of amorous feelings. The momentum is staggering, the strength is accurate and light, when the fly over the move, the beautiful eyes are far away with the posture of autumn water, the tip of the eyebrows is full of the state of the spring mountain, the dress is not too thick, and the buttocks are covered with red silk and do not feel thin. When he passed the move, he was fairy, and he looked forward to Yingying when he paused.
Fang Zhongyong traced it in his heart, and still felt that there was still a distance between language and reality.
This fold is still, between the actions, there is a kind of Kaifeng Mansion after the snow of the thirteen-level wooden tower of Kaibao Temple, the quiet and ethereal temperament, the touch of cunning between Gu Pan, makes her like a fairy.
The strength of the fold is obviously inferior to Yang Yanzhao's, but her feeding moves are fast and accurate, and she seems to be above Yang Yanzhao in terms of accuracy.
Fang Zhongyong looked at the double-strand sword in his hand, which was exactly the same, and when it passed from Yang Yanzhao, causing bursts of applause and cheers from the crowd, he couldn't help but imagine in his heart:
With such a good swordsmanship with precision, if you go to the future to be a chef and carve a radish flower or something, it must be a proper little meaning.
The feeding moves in front of him have gradually entered the climax, and the double-strand sword that is still folded and Yang Yanzhao's palindromic gun have turned into two clouds of cold light, protecting the two of them, like ten thousand silver threads.
At this time, Fang Zhongyong suddenly envied Yang Yanzhao, after all, in history, the Yang and Zhe families were both leaders in the generals, and their relationship was extraordinary.
Look at Yang Yanzhao and Ge Huaimin on the field, both of them are disciples of the generals, and they also have the position of Enyin, and coming to the martial arts test is more of a self-proof.
Although, the sad Comrade Ge Huaimin, according to history, should be a man in the Song-Xia War who was presumptuous because of the light enemy's advance and did not listen to people's words, so the whole army was wiped out, and he was killed, and he laughed for the world.
But fighting a war is a war, and when it comes to fighting alone, Ge Huaimin's real kung fu is also very good.
If he really relied on his personal kung fu, he wouldn't dare to chase after the enemy rashly, I am afraid that this Ge Huaimin himself is just a Zhang Fei's talent, but he has no strategy, so he used it correctly, it was a general, and if he used it wrong, he became a stupid fork for the three armies.
Now that he has crossed over, it is the duty of the traverser to put everyone in the most suitable position for him.
Fang Zhongyong was thinking about it, but saw that the feeding recruitment had already been completed.
Pulling off the sweat towel around her waist is wiping off the beads of sweat, as if she saw herself, far away, through the chaotic crowd, her eyebrows looked over here, the sunset outlined her graceful silhouette, that slight smile, I really don't know whether to say that it is a country or a city.
At this moment, he couldn't help but murmur the poems of Li Yannian in the Han Dynasty:
"There are beautiful women in the north. Peerless and independent. A look at the city. Then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country. Beautiful women are hard to come by. ”
She's smiling at me. Fang Zhongyong felt a slight sense of happiness, floating in his chest for a while.
Jian Jiao next to her, seeing Fang Zhongyong's expression for the first time, although she couldn't understand the poems in Fang Zhongyong's mouth, but according to the map, following Fang Zhongyong's gaze, she also saw the fold over there.
Fang Cai's feeding action has already made Jian Jiao sigh: such a heroic female general, decisive in killing, light and handsome, and there have been countless praises in my heart. Now it is not surprising that Fang Zhongyong is so chattering and amazed.
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Outside the Chongzheng Palace, Han Qi stood quietly, waiting for the summons of the official Zhao Zhen, he closed his eyes and counted the hours, it was estimated that in about a quarter of an hour, someone would submit the list of candidates for the entrance examination, and when the time came, he would ...... The official family will definitely be the first to summon his conscientious right minister......
If Han Qi is as strong, how can he be easily trapped by the situation? In his strong life, he can only strike first, and he has never suffered such a behavior.
So, with those leaflets overnight, Han Qi, as the right counselor, wrote a complete impeachment recital to Renzong in the name of the wind and news.
Wang Sui, Chen Yaozuo, Han Yi and other elderly groups dominated, and all kinds of behaviors of using power for personal gain were shaken out one by one. The strength is not under Fan Zhongyan's "Hundred Officials".
Of course, the real killer is still the flyer, the list that has not yet been released, and it is already known that the top ten will be tested.
Zhao Zhen read Han Qi's playbook, and the whole person stomped his feet angrily. Scientific research is the important weapon of the country, since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there has never been such a scandal, Zhao Zhen pressed the chapter hard, and asked the big eunuch beside him:
"Have you submitted the roster for this meeting? Why don't you go to the Ministry of Rites and fetch it for me. ”
The eunuch took the order and left, and after a while, he trotted in with a small brocade box.
Zhao Zhen opened the small box that seemed to be sealed, threw the box directly on the ground, and took out the winning list.
When I read it one by one, my straight face was like gold paper.
"Go, summon the right secretary Han Qi to meet you." Zhao Zhen gasped and said to the eunuch next to him.
When Han Qi came in, Zhao Zhen had already thrown the list of winners from the Ministry of Rites to the ground, and he was sitting on the dragon chair slightly crooked, looking depressed.
Han Qi stepped forward and saluted, picked up the list again, and after reading it, he felt a little more sure in his heart, just waiting for Zhao Zhen to open his mouth to ask him.
Zhao Zhen saw Han Qi's calm and relaxed appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, and his cheeks puffed out: "Han Qing's family, tell me, where did this list come from, and what is the situation?" ”
Han Qi cleared his throat slightly, and began to make a statement about the cause and effect of the incident, and after picking everything he had clean, he basically narrated the facts.
This is the way a wise man speaks, not a lie of Hongguoguo, but a selective speech, which is only the part he is willing to let you know, but it is not a lie.
And this kind of truth, the same will make you see only part of the truth, and play a role in inducing you to judge the direction he expects.