Chapter 699

February 26th.

Early morning.

The entire Imperial Capital was very noisy, the accumulated snow on the branches was shaken bare.

The yellow dog rushed to the road and barked at strangers, seeing someone bending down to pick up stones, hurriedly tucked its tail and returned to the house.

The entrance of the Lecture Hall in the west of the city was crowded with people, the common people gathered together to keep warm, whispering and discussing.

The New Year festivities passed early, the Lantern Festival had been noisy for nearly ten days, it should have been a time to restrain one's mind and work seriously, but couldn't help that today was the preliminary selection of the Force item of the triennial Martial Examination!

Such liveliness must not be missed, otherwise chatting on weekdays would be like being isolated by people.

Great Shun Martial Examination has five major items.

Force, Skill, Shooting, Strategy, Fighting.

Among them, Force, Strategy, and Fighting have the saying of the top three, even if the performance is not good, those who are outstanding in these three items can also have a chance to stand out.

But for the common people, whether it is the top three or not doesn't matter, the key is to look good! To be shocking!

Therefore, the only thing worth seeing is Force!

Strategy, needless to say, writing articles, engaging in strategy, playing tactics, ordinary common people don't know a single character, at most write a name, expecting to distinguish one, two, three is really difficult.

Heard there is a craftsman shop in the east of the city, supported by the imperial court, specializing in movable type printing, training literate craftsmen, one or two silver can go to learn some pinyin, but it is still ten thousand miles away from understanding articles.

Skill, flashy, everyone is good at different swords, guns, swords, and halberds, no standard, all rely on the instructor's subjectivity, can't understand well, accidentally mouth-slip, discussing the instructor took black money and let him hear it, can't avoid causing trouble.

Shooting, this item is considered simple, but a martial artist throws an arrow, ten thousand miles away, people have to walk for a stick of incense, flying to which target can't see clearly, only see people competing, don't see high or low victory or defeat, only listen to a singing name, head and tail, not happy.

Fighting, this has to wait until the end, it's too early to say, wolf smoke martial artists take action, often several zhang of Gang wind, very dangerous, and separated from various instructors, Imperial Guards, tens of zhang away also can't see clearly.

Only Force is different!

Farming, working on the pier.

Great strength is good, it is cow!

Why is being able to eat a blessing?

Being able to eat means great strength!

Can eat = great strength = strong body = will make money = good family background.

Simple and unadorned beautiful yearning.

And the victory or defeat of the Force item is clear at a glance, just hold a zhang-high large pillar and walk ten steps, eye-catching and intuitive.

Understandable, enjoyable.

Inside the Lecture Hall, twenty-five solid bronze pillars were lined up, densely packed crowds were divided into five queues, holding wooden signs, lined up in order, Imperial Guards were fully armed, guarding around the field to prevent people from causing trouble.

The time had not yet arrived, various officials and instructors had not yet arrived, candidates waiting for the exam chatted with those in front and behind the queue.

"Brother, surname..."

"Where from? Why are the eye sockets blue and purple?"

"Original is... long admired long admired..."

"Know, this year's ten instructors, identities are different, and I heard that one of them is the Liang Hengwei who made a lot of noise during the New Year!"

"Brother, the Liang Hengwei you mentioned, could it be the youngest Great Martial Artist of our dynasty?"

"Exactly!"

Low uproar.

To say what was heard most in the Imperial Capital, it was nothing more than Liang Qu taking a boat to the capital, 120-zhang blood pillar breaking through the barrier, and later fighting Haruhan of the Northern Court.

Ears grew cocoons.

Strolling in a brothel, one could hear praise and yearning from the prostitutes, clearly coming and sticking to them.

Earned enough face and limelight.

With such pearls in front, the Martial Examination's twenty-eight constellations seemed to have no luster.

Top of the list.

Does anyone have his style?

"Heroes come out in large numbers, we are twenty-something and earn a wolf smoke ranking, people are not twenty and have reached Hunting Tiger, can be a Martial Examination instructor."

"If one can look up to three points of style, today's trip is not in vain."

"People haven't arrived and started flattering, it's not necessary."

"Hey hey hey, coming coming! Don't be noisy, don't be noisy!"

Dust rolled outside the performance field, several carriages rolled on blue bricks and stopped, and some people rode high-headed horses.

The noisy team quickly quieted down.

Various officials and instructors either lifted the curtain or jumped off the horse, entering the field one after another.

However, after a while, one person was particularly eye-catching, firmly attracting everyone's attention.

The red horse stepped on the river, clothes flying, water waves rippling, like a fireball rolling.

In the blink of an eye, the fireball hit the shore.

Chh!

The horse spat and shook its head, white mist surged.

At the entrance of the Lecture Hall, the handsome young man stepped on Kui boots, turned off the horse, light blue plain robe close to the body, tied with a white jade belt, left shoulder shoulder-length long sleeves, right arm wrapped into silver-white arm armor, the tiger head on the shoulder was particularly exquisite, directly as if looking at a fierce tiger!

Most importantly, a little white dragon was wrapped around the young man's right forearm!

The people of the Imperial Capital shouted loudly, some who knew him spoke in public.

"Master Liang!"

Whoosh!

The Lecture Hall that had just quieted down exploded.

"He is Liang Qu?"

"So majestic! So handsome!"

"Dragon? Is it really a dragon?"

Candidates in the field came from all over the world, knew Liang Qu was extraordinary, but hadn't met, imagined many situations, either natural strange phenomena, or strange appearance.

But seeing with his own eyes, the impact brought by reality was far more exciting than imagination!

"Lived for twenty-something years, never seen such good-looking civil and military sleeves!"

The so-called civil and military sleeves, that is, Liang Qu's half-long robe, half-armor.

When wearing, the civil sleeve is on the outer layer, occupying the majority, the military sleeve is on the inner layer, only revealing one arm, to show restraint.

Great Shun's popular way of dressing.

Ten days ago.

Dream of killing the Mirage Tiger, let the little Mirage Dragon have an extra object to drive, and at the same time let the Mirage Tiger manifest as an arm armor, let Liang Qu catch up with a wave of "trend."

The arm armor effect is quite fierce, with three points of sharpness when taking action, one finger pointing out, like a sharp gun.

The blood stone arm armor obtained in Xiangyi County is indeed easy to use in the wolf smoke realm, can have multiplication increase, but to Hunting Tiger, the blood stone cannot withstand the huge blood Qi flushing, has changed from multiplication to addition, just right to replace one hand.

Inside the Lecture Hall.

Meng Qiang secretly exclaimed.

Didn't look like this when seeing Liang Qu a month ago, a very honest outsider young man.

How did he get such a set of equipment in the blink of an eye, aristocratic sons can't compare.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Really makes people's eyes hot.

The clerk in the performance field reorganized the team.

Liang Qu entered the field, chatted with several other instructors, turned to see Meng Qiang.

"Commander Meng? You also came to be an instructor?"

"I'm not." Meng Qiang shook his head, "I led the Imperial Guards to maintain order, there are many Martial Examination people, the Imperial Capital has never been quiet in February, fighting and fighting every three days."

Didn't chat for two sentences.

Someone in the performance field suddenly shouted injustice, causing a dispute, after which he was rewarded with two big mouths by a certain instructor, bleeding from the nose and mouth on the spot, swollen into a pig's head, and the clerk dragged him out like a dead dog.

"What's going on?" Liang Qu asked.

"What else can happen, secretly took medicine," Meng Qiang was experienced, "People often secretly take medicine in the Martial Examination, delusional to earn two more points, estimated to have sent some gifts, thinking everything is fine."

"Still people sending gifts?"

"Yes, every year, every year, the previous session had an instructor who took bribes and was exposed, the grass on the grave is a zhang high."

"Why didn't anyone send it to me?" Liang Qu was strange.

"Would you accept it?"

"No."

"That's it."

"One yard is one yard, if he doesn't send it, how does he know I won't accept it?"

"Brother Liang, Master Liang, who are you, the youngest Great Martial Artist of Great Shun, the registered disciple of the Martial Saint, the personal transmission of the Jiang Zongshi, the person who banqueted with the Holy Emperor, the future Jiang Zongshi bottom line, the future is bright, you accept this little bribe to ruin your future, is it worth it? People are not stupid, if they send, they must send to those who look like they will accept."

(End of chapter)