One or two branches of plum outside the bamboo

Chapter 135

Lu Jian's breathing stopped for a moment, and his eyes subconsciously moved towards the arrow target.

The two feather arrows passed through the air, causing two air-breaking sounds.

The noisy atmosphere just now stagnated, and time seemed to be delayed for a moment.

With a final 'bang' sound, the dust settled!

A feathered arrow with a purple mark hit the target and flew out more than ten meters away with the moving target that was not strong at all.

And the feather arrow that followed behind, because of the different angle, the target disappeared and shot directly on the grass.

The bladeless feather arrow sank halfway into the grass, leaving only the little markings exposed.

Lu Jian's face changed suddenly, and he instantly raised his head to look at the figure in front of him.

I saw that the purple-robed rider raised his short bow high, as if announcing something to Lu Jian behind him.

Lu Jian gritted his teeth, and a feeling of being fooled came to his mind.

He gripped the horse's belly angrily, his arms shook, and he quickly chased forward...

It's just that the gap is already hard to catch up, and he doesn't have the ability to shoot sixty arrows in one game.

As a feathered arrow flew out, the final ended quickly, and the rider in purple won with a record of 37 consecutive arrows hitting the moving target.

Although 37 arrows may not sound as good as the previous record of shooting [-] empty arrows, but after all, it is two consecutive matches, and the state is different.

Among the other seven, Lu Jian, who shot the most arrows, only shot 32 arrows after including the wrong arrow.

The students watching here are all teenagers, enthusiastic and active, making the viewing atmosphere very lively.

After announcing the results, it seemed that their clamoring wasn't enough, and after a while, a group of people flocked directly to the field.

When they saw such a scene, the gentlemen just laughed and ignored it. Occasionally, some people frowned and didn't like it, but they were not too harsh.

On the highest stand, a group of gentlemen and students who came to study at the Qiangshan Academy in Dream Cloud City were also infected by this atmosphere, and they talked to each other about a few people on the field.

One of them, a middle-aged gentleman wearing an indigo brocade gown, was also unavoidable, tilted his head and asked a student beside him.

"Is there too many admirers of this purple-clothed student?"

Sitting next to him was a student of Qiangshan Academy in a long gown of a bamboo color. He looked seventeen or eighteen years old, and there was a little childishness in his eyes. At first glance, he was well protected by his family.

"Did you not hear about Mr. Song? Her name is Yan Qingzhi, and she is a student of the Class A of Bai Qi Academy. It is said that she is the only one in the Class A in the entire academy!"

Song Boqing rubbed his thumb on the fan bone around his waist, and his eyes moved with the girl in purple on the field.

"Such a young class-A worker? No wonder people call her Senior Sister!"

The household registration of Da Zhao is also divided into four grades: official, agricultural, industrial and commercial.

The involvement is very complicated.

But the most important point is that no matter who it is, everyone is working hard towards official status.

And the most direct and easiest way to change the court is the imperial examination.

But not everyone can read, or have a talent for reading.

Not every reader can contribute to the country.

Therefore, since the beginning of Zhao's founding, in order to cultivate talents in many aspects, in addition to the imperial examinations, another way of 'Jin membership' was created.

That is Tiangongyuan.

The Tiangong Institute includes the top craftsmen of Da Zhao, and each of them is the worst of the ninth grade.

And the class A is infinitely close to the level of Tiangong Institute!
This is the real reason why Yan Qingzhi is so popular. Think about it, a young girl might not need three or five years before she will become a member of the nine-rank officials of Da Zhao, and it will be a lot of use. The existence that people yearn for!
A strange light flashed in Song Boqing's eyes, and the students around him didn't notice anything unusual and were still talking to him.

"I heard that she also has a garden under her name, called Qingyuan, a mountain spring waterfall, a flowing water, and there are pavilions and pavilions, beautiful bamboo forests, and a very elegant environment!"

"However, the most famous one is the Linglong Pagoda. It is said to be a pure wooden structure with a height of six stories!"

"And there is a Kongming lock on each floor. When you solve the top layer layer by layer, it is considered a customs clearance. Those who clear the customs can get a bounty of a thousand pieces, which attracts countless people. It's a pity that there is a new one every month. Years have passed, and no one can figure it out..."

"What a pity! What a pity! The rent of the courtyard in Qingyuan is too expensive, otherwise the students will have to live for a while..."

His face was full of admiration, and his eyes kept glancing at Song Boqing. Obviously, he meant something, but Song Boqing didn't seem to hear anything, he just looked in Yan Qingzhi's direction.

The girl had already taken off her hat, her black hair was tied up high and tied tightly with a purple headband, so that no broken hair fell outside.

She has a beautiful and vulgar appearance, her facial features are upright and bright, her thick eyebrows are slightly raised, and her almond eyes are smiling.

She is tall and conspicuous among the dozen or so girls. It is no wonder that she is admired by many girls. Girls always like beautiful things. Such a person can be pleasing to the eye just by looking at her from a distance.

What's more, there are no restrictions on etiquette among the women, and there will be no words that are derogatory to the reputation when they are close to each other.

After answering the surrounding people correctly and leaving one by one, the smile in Yan Qingzhi's eyes faded, and a strange gaze had been on her for a long time. If it wasn't for the fear of disturbing her classmates, how could she condone him for so long.

She raised her head, looked through the layers of people, and met Song Boqing in the stands. When she saw it was a stranger, her expression was instantly frosty.

Just a glance made Song Boqing feel a sense of shivering in his soul.

Just when Yan Qingzhi wanted to warn the other party, a female voice came from beside her.

"Sister Qingzhi, give you water!"

Jun Tongyue was the only person in the academy who could call her that. Yan Qingzhi moved two steps subconsciously, isolating Song Boqing's line of sight, and then looked back at Jun Tongyue with a smile, but she didn't catch the water. bag over.

"Why is it just you?"

Jun Tongyue smiled helplessly after hearing this.

She smiled, the water mist in her eyes, and the shreds of light shone, her facial features were obviously light and elegant, and she felt a bit charming, which attracted the attention of people who passed by.

Yan Qingzhi habitually stepped forward, blocked the eyes of others for her, and continued to ask her.

"Where are Qingzhu and Uncle Su?"

Jun Tongyue didn't seem to know her situation, so she raised her head cautiously, as if shy and timid, and looked at Yan Qingzhi, who was much taller than her, and explained in a low voice.

"There were all women here just now. They were inconvenient to come, so they asked me to call you!"

After speaking, she raised her chin and gave Yan Qingzhi a direction. The breeze blew away her broken hair, revealing her perfect jawline.

Yan Qingzhi was used to it and didn't pay attention at all. She just followed her line of sight, and sure enough, she saw an old man and a young man standing on the edge of the stand.

A few years later, Su He was still the same as Yan Qingzhi when he first saw him, as if nothing had changed.

However, Yan Qingzhu has grown into a gentle boy.

He is six or seven points similar to Yan Qingzhi, with red lips and white teeth, and a face like a crown of jade, but his soft facial features when he was young have already shown edges and corners.

The charm of a person has always been more than just looks.

Experience, knowledge, wisdom, will, belief, self-confidence... will determine a person's state.

And these, after Yan Qingzhu integrated into this world little by little, all condensed on him and became his unique temperament. If you want to describe it, it is probably a feeling of being left behind and independent!
(End of this chapter)