Although Jing Wu Tai School is a place of study, this study is not a day to hold the sage book and read hard, Confucianism has six arts: etiquette, music, archery, royal, calligraphy, and mathematics. Among them, these two shooting royal items pay attention to the learning of bow and horse martial arts.

In the world of great controversy, these children of the poor family will not only govern the country on the temple in the future, but also step on horseback to use soldiers, naturally, the Taixue Hall has never pulled down the course of martial arts, and in these years, General Changgong has been training the army for a long time, and after the martial arts of the entire Jingwu Dynasty has gradually flourished, the two courses of archery and royal have become the pivotal disciplines of the Taixue Hall.

"Qin Ke, come on, hit him, hit him!"

"Lu Qichao! Press his leg! Press his leg! Don't lose our face!"

With a "bang", Qin Ke's shoulders and the opposite side were also dressed in strong suits, and the children of the scholar clan who were also wearing a calfskin armor collided together, and the legs between the two continued to fight for the position of strength, their hands intertwined in mid-air, the breeze blew the branches of the big trees, and there were blades gently slashing in front of the eyes of the two.

Qin Ke finally cultivated to outperform the other party, just after the two hands were staggered and entangled more than a dozen times in a row, Qin Ke finally found an opportunity, his thumb and index finger suddenly grasped the other party's wrist, with his qi and blood surging, the other party's hands and feet were soft because the veins were pinched, and Qin Ke fell out hard by an over-the-shoulder fall, and fell heavily on the soft grass.

In this Taixue Hall, he and Abu can be said to be among the best, even if the children of the scholar clan on the opposite side have the convenience of their background, but the cultivation of qi and blood is not just determined by their origin, but the important thing is their talent...... with hard work.

Although he is interested in learning, but his interest in cultivation is not small, from the day he began to practice, he has almost never slackened his qi and blood cultivation, and even the hardships on the long road to Jingwu have made the control of qi and blood in his body more and more handy, and it is reasonable to win.

Although the children of the Shi clan fell to the ground hard, after all, the softness of the grass unloaded a lot of strength, and the children of the Shi clan were also qi and blood cultivators, with a strong body, so there was nothing wrong with this fall, just patted his butt and quickly got up.

It's just that his cheeks were red, slightly annoyed, behind Qin Ke, countless Hanmen disciples suddenly let out a burst of applause like a tide at the moment he landed fiercely, these sounds were like a big hand like a fan, and he slapped him fiercely in his continuous voice, he snorted, and slowly walked back to the crowd of the children of the Shi clan.

"In the eighth game, Qin Ke won. Huang Hansheng stood in the middle, although Qin Ke was a little strange that this old man not only taught them to read, but even intervened in martial arts courses, but when he thought of what his classmates had said, Huang Hansheng's glorious history of fighting on horseback was taken for granted.

In the past few days, the smell of blood in Jing Wu has become stronger and stronger. Although the number of officials who go to the execution platform every day has decreased, the Tingwei Mansion still maintains a "daily" way of wielding butcher knives, and countless officials who once looked down on the people from a high place have stripped off their official uniforms as a symbol of status, taken off their official hats, and were pressed to the guillotine in a trembling manner.

The interval between life and death is so light and thin, like a layer of window paper, just in the slash of an axe, it goes from one world to another.

And the people no longer like to watch the bloody scene on the torture platform, from the beginning of the crowd, to now no one cares.

The sky seemed to be a little more gloomy these days, and everyone's speech became much softer, as if if they would alarm something if they used a little more strength.

The entire Jing Wu was so depressed that naturally the Taixue Hall could not be left alone. In the past few days, Qin Ke has witnessed the disgraceful departure of several students from the scholar clan. Although the accusations of their parents' involvement will not fall on their heads, for these children born with golden spoons, the great changes in the family are like a slap to their heads, and it is naturally impossible to return to the school.

The children of the scholar clan who stayed behind were naturally not in a good mood in the face of such a situation, they were all young people, and their blood was strong, since they felt depressed, they always had to be released to feel happy.

Coupled with the usual friction between him and the children of the Han family, once he reached the archery course, this original spark would ignite into a prairie fire in an instant.

However, Huang Hansheng didn't seem to care much about the similarity between the children of the scholar clan and the children of the Han family, and even suspended today's riding and archery course, and instead practiced martial arts with classmates, forming their own teams. Naturally, it was impossible for the children of the Han family and the children of the scholar clan to get along with each other, so they quickly divided into two factions.

Xiao Qian looked at Qin Ke's figure walking back, his eyes were full of excitement and excitement, he looked at the children of the Shi clan and whistled, and said, "Yo! Look at who was bragging vigorously just now? Look at what you can, why don't you speak now? Look at what you can, waste straw bales!"

In the face of the ridicule of the children of the Han family, the children of the scholar clan turned pale, and some people sneered at each other: "Isn't it just that if you win this game, you will be proud of this, don't forget, we still won three of the eight games." ”

Xiao Qian smiled and said, "Why don't you change your words and lose five games?"

The children of the scholar clan suddenly became angry, and many people in the middle even took off their shoes and threw them at each other, looking like they were tense.

"What is it to hide behind if you have the ability to fight by yourself?"

"What's the use of just talking about it? I haven't seen you dead fat man play! If you're afraid, just say it!"

Xiao Qian has no cultivation qualifications, and in the two classes of archery, he can be said to have been in a difficult situation, and it is naturally impossible for him to really think that he can fight the invincible opponent in the world under such a few words of agitation, so he just laughed, but the children of the Shi clan were full of anger and had nowhere to vent, so they could only stomp their feet with hatred and cut tens of millions of knives on this dead fat man with their eyes.

"Don't make a noise. Huang Hansheng waved his hand, "Since it is a martial arts exercise, it is not a difficult debate, so naturally the winner will have the final say." ”

The voices on both sides weakened, but there were still a few people arguing stubbornly, but the intensity was not as strong as before.

"Good play. ”

"It's ok. Qin Ke walked back to the group of the children of the Hanmen, stretched out his hand to take the sweat towel handed over by Abu, wiped it on his head indiscriminately, listening to the-for-tat confrontation between Xiao Qian and the others and the children of the Shi clan opposite, and the corners of his mouth showed a little smile.

In fact, he doesn't have too many prejudices against the children of the scholar clan, and most of the children of the scholar clan are not as indifferent and ruthless as Sun Qing, but their family background is better, so they will naturally have a little arrogance.

And what the children of the poor family are most unaccustomed to is this arrogance. Naturally, the relationship with the children of the scholar clan is not much better.

Qin Ke looked at it, and suddenly asked strangely: "Why does it seem that there are a few fewer people today?" Zhang Mingqi, who is the most noisy on weekdays, didn't come. In fact, he didn't ask, he had already answered his stupid question, and there were a few fewer people, what else could it be?

The building stood beside him, stretching his muscles, and when it was his turn to play, he must always be fully prepared and adjust his state to the best: "Zhang Mingqi still has those few, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come in the future." ”

"Something happened to their family too?" Qin Ke remembered that although Zhang Mingqi's family was not high-ranking and powerful, his father was the leader of several chambers of commerce in Jingwu, and it could be said that the business in Jianye City was even more indisputable.

Although the Zhang family has a lot less precipitation than the real scholars, their status among the scholars is not high, and their qualifications are still shallow, they are also a pivotal figure in this city after all.

"The decree issued by the palace to thoroughly investigate the case of destroying the embankment and flooding the fields, Zhang Mingqi and his father conspired with those officials to give disaster relief food to his hands and exchange it for gold and silver, and his family's eighteen boats were about to leave Jingwu, but none of them ran away, and they were all stopped. The food on it is enough to feed the victims for half a month. In addition, the grain was seized from the Zhang family's industry, and the evidence was conclusive, and today the Tingwei Mansion sent troops to clean up his house. Father has already been imprisoned at this time, as for whether he will live or die at that time, it is difficult to say......" Abu shook his head and said to Qin Ke in a straightforward manner.

Qin Ke thought thoughtfully, thinking that Zhuge Wanling was really doing things well, but how long would Jing Wu's tense and depressing atmosphere have to last?

Abu said softly: "We can't control these things, let's take care of ourselves first and do our part." ”

The building came on, and both sides immediately shouted, mostly "Don't lose to him!" or "Hit him!" or something like that.

And when Huang Hansheng said "start", the two on the field suddenly wrestled on the grass.

"What about these kids?"

Huang Hansheng didn't turn his head, just from the voice, he could tell that it must be Gao Changgong.

The face that was usually extremely serious gradually relaxed, and he chuckled: "Why, there is nothing to do in the army?