After the 'music' section, the 'shooting' and 'royal' subjects will be carried out.' The 'shooting' department is a test of archery, and the 'royal' department is a test of riding.

For these two subjects, Ye Junlin is quite confident. Although I dare not say, he will definitely be able to get the highest score. However, at least it is related to fighting, and it will not be as embarrassing and embarrassing as the 'Li' and 'Le' subjects.

The examination venue for the 'shooting' subject is located at the foot of the mountain behind the academy, which is a shooting range. The venue is very open, and nearly 100 arrow targets are densely set up in the distance, which can accommodate nearly 100 people at a time and take the exam at the same time.

On the eve of the exam, Ye Junlin specially went to ask Wei Ye how to shoot in order to get a good score.

Wei Ye's answer was extremely simple, because he only said three words: shoot with your heart.

Ye Junlin was extremely helpless at this answer, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this was indeed the case.

Early in the morning, Ye Junlin carried a strong bow on his back and headed towards the shooting range.

The bow is very beautiful, but it is not an embroidered pillow. The bow is made of black iron and is dark throughout, so it does not reflect light even when exposed to the sun. The bowstring is also made of metal that is stretched out of it, and it is so tough that it can scratch your fingers if you are not careful. On the bow body, there are three quaint words, 'Thunderbolt Bow'.

This bow belongs to Wei Ye.

Ye Junlin tried firing a few times, and he felt quite good, not to say that he had 100 shots, but at least he was 9 out of 10. Wei Ye was extremely happy to see Ye Jun's shooting, and a knowing smile appeared on his face. He threw Ye Junlin a copy of the white cover of the mystical technique, turned around and left.

As for how much Ye Junlin could comprehend, he didn't care.

It was still early, but the area around the shooting range was already full of scholars who had come to take the exam, and they all changed their robes and changed into strong suits, and they all carried a longbow on their backs, or one stone, or two stones, or three stones, and they were all different.

When Ye Jun left, there was already a sea of people near the shooting range.

In the crowd, several gentlemen saw Ye Junlin, exchanged glances, and then walked towards Ye Junlin with bad intentions.

After the first day of the exam, Huangfu Tenghui ordered someone to check Ye Junlin's identity. With his family background, it is naturally not a big problem to check the details of the person.

But he checked and found out that Ye Junlin was Wei Ye's junior brother, and his identity as a candidate was from outside the military department, and nothing else was found.

Huangfu Tenghui originally thought that Ye Junlin was a complete poor dick, but he didn't take it to heart. However, when he found out the relationship between Ye Junlin and Wei Ye, he couldn't help but be surprised.

In the empire, in addition to the royal family, the 'three dukes' and generals are the most noble. Although Wei Ye held the two important positions of 'commander of the Imperial Forest Army' and 'court captain'. But in the eyes of Huangfu Tenghui, it is still not worth mentioning, you know, his father is a 'Taiwei', one of the 'Three Princes'.

With the support of Huangfu Tenghui, the other gentlemen naturally would not take Ye Junlin in their eyes.

They gathered around Ye Junlin and looked at him with great play, their eyes full of naked mockery.

A sour voice said, "Ye Junlin, I heard that you handed in two white papers yesterday?"

Ye Junlin turned his head and glanced at the young man in gorgeous clothes, but he didn't speak, he really didn't bother to argue with these 'teases'.

However, the gang of gentlemen did not think so.

In their view, the forbearance of others is cowardice, and the tolerance of others is fear.

So, they intensified, and they had to make inch.

"A person of your status can also come to participate in the preliminary examination of the academy?" the boy in Tsing Yi continued to mock, "What kind of place do you think the academy is, the gathering place of you poor dicks?"

"Haha. Another man dressed in purple continued to mock: "Do you really think that a person can be admitted to the academy? If you can be admitted to the academy, I won't visit the Red Mansion for a month!"

The words were too much, and Ye Junlin raised his head for the first time. He stared at the purple-clothed son, and a murderous aura shot out from his eyes.

The man in purple froze as he felt a chill enter his eyes and travel throughout his body.

Murderous, definitely genuine murderous!

Ye Junlin smiled lightly when he saw the purple-clothed boy with a quail-like complexion.

"This son. Ye Junlin moved his lips and said with a smile: "I think this bet is very meaningless." ”

Ye Junlin looked at the purple-clothed boy and smiled softly, but he hid a knife in his smile.

The purple-clothed boy looked at Ye Junlin blankly, and couldn't say a word nervously.

The young man in Tsing Yi next to him swallowed his saliva and said boldly: "Then you say, what kind of bet is interesting?"

Ye Junlin raised his head, glanced at the blue sky, and then pointed to his arm, the murderous aura in his eyes was like a vast ocean, instantly engulfing those few gentlemen.

"Why don't we take a big gamble?" Ye Junlin said with a smile.

In the heart of the "big" purple-clothed boy, a bad premonition suddenly emerged: "How big?"

"How about betting on an arm?" Ye Junlin said lightly, just like the bet, like three melons and two dates, the small one can't be smaller.

The purple-clothed boy was shocked, his face became extremely ugly, and he couldn't say a word in fear.

"Nervous!" The young man in Tsing Yi's heart also set off a shock, he tried his best to restrain his fear, and then cursed in a low voice, and fled with his accomplices.

Ye Junlin looked at their gray and embarrassed appearances, and was in a good mood

An hour later, the 'shooting' test officially began.

According to the exam number, the candidates were divided into 20 batches, each batch of 100 people, each of whom shot 10 arrows, and finally scored comprehensively.

Huangfu Tenghui, Beitang Shiyun, and Liu Yiyi are still in the first batch, and Huangfu Tenghui's face is filled with an inexplicable smile, as if he is extremely confident.

He was holding a large cyan bow with a black ripple engraved on it.

At the moment when Huangfu Tenghui took out the longbow, the surrounding discussions suddenly became loud.

"It turned out to be a 'low-level spirit weapon' - 'Qinglin Bow'!"

"It seems that the prince of the emperor, this 'shooting' exam will definitely win the first place. ”

"He is worthy of being the son of the 'Taiwei' family, and he is arrogant!"

A discussion came into Ye Junlin's ears, but he just smiled coldly and had no expression.

The admiration of the onlookers was extremely useful to Huangfu Tenghui, who saw him pick up a feather arrow, pull up his longbow, and then gently let go of his hand