Unlimited job transfers starting from permanent worker

Chapter 181

On the long street, people come and go.

Some people carry firewood on their backs, while others carry fresh vegetables on poles to sell along the street.The breakfast stall on the roadside was crowded with people, and white steam came out of the pot.

Yang Liang took Lu Yuanyuan to a tailor shop to make two sets of clothes. He was wearing a green shirt, a scholar's scarf on his head, a clean handkerchief in his arms, a folding fan in his hand, and a jade pendant hanging on his waist. The road clanked.

Lu Yuanyuan pretended to be a book boy again, carrying a bamboo basket behind her back with the Four Treasures of the Study.

If these two people were outside the city, they would still be quite conspicuous.But this is the capital, with three religions and nine streams, and countless people.The attire of a scholar and a book boy blends in among them, just like a drop of water blending into the ocean, and no one cares.

Because of the imperial examination, students from all over the world rushed to the capital. Most of the people coming and going on the streets were scholars.

The Dasheng Dynasty had not held an imperial examination for 17 years. This time it reopened the imperial examination, and scholars all over the world felt like they had been given a shot of blood.

On the street, you can see many people gathering together, chatting and exchanging poems and songs.

"This son, this son..."

Yang Liang was walking on the street when he suddenly saw a person dressed as a maid coming from the side. She was about sixteen or seventeen years old, and her mouth was as fast as a sparrow.

"Is this young master also rushing to take the exam? That is my young lady. I have questions about the article and I want to ask the young master for help?"

Yang Liang looked in the direction of his finger and saw a woman not far away, holding a round fan in her hand, quietly looking this way.

This imperial examination was a big event for scholars, as well as for others.Especially for the girls waiting for marriage in the city, if they can pick up a future number one scholar, it will be like smoke rising from their ancestral graves.

As for their parents, they are also happy to see such a thing happen.

Although Yang Liang has not yet shown his talents, he has a handsome appearance after all. Some people are still observing quietly, while others are already preparing to take advantage of him.

"Sir, let's leave quickly. We have business to do today." Lu Yuanyuan couldn't help but said, holding Yang Liang's hand and leaving.

Yang Liang had no choice but to apologize regretfully and smiled at the young lady who covered her face with a fan.

Looking at Yang Liang's retreating figure, the girl felt extremely regretful.During this imperial examination, many talented people rushed to the capital, but when it comes to both talent and appearance, they are rare.

Maybe if you miss it this time, you may never encounter it again.

As Yang Liang walked on the street, he was also infected by the lively mood on the street, and the irritability in his heart was much diluted.

Many people gathered in a square at the corner of the street. Lu Yuanyuan was curious and led Yang Liang in.

I saw a burly man standing in the center of the crowd. The weapon racks next to him were filled with bows. One of the iron bows was particularly conspicuous.

"Don't miss it if you pass by. There are good bows and arrows, especially this bow. It is passed down from my family's ancestors and is called Baizhang Bow. If anyone can pull this bow and hit the target on the wall, I will give this bow to you. he."

Everyone watched it with excitement, and some couldn't wait to join in.

A man in black robe walked up to the strong man. He picked up the iron bow and subconsciously sank his wrist.

People around him cheered.

The man in black robe tried his best and was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but the bowstring still didn't move at all.

"Hahaha!"

The owner of the iron tire bow laughed heartily: "My dear fellow countrymen, my surname is Hu and my name is Qian Dahu. To be honest, my ancestors practiced martial arts. My grandfather was a martial arts examiner 30 years ago. My grandfather followed the emperor. Beat Rong people.

This bow has been passed down from generation to generation. As the name suggests, the Baizhang Bow can shoot the target from a hundred feet away. Of course, the premise is that you can pull it open. "

"Sir, sir..."

Lu Yuanyuan said excitedly: "Go and try it quickly."

Yang Liang waved his hand. Now he was playing the role of a weak scholar, so he couldn't act too eye-catching.

The one who can draw this iron bow is Yang Liang. It has nothing to do with me, Li Qingyang.

At this time, several more people came forward, but they didn't even draw the iron bow.

"Let me try."

At this time, a loud voice sounded, everyone turned to look, and Yang Liang's expression suddenly changed.

The two people who squeezed through the crowd and came in were none other than Hu Tuo, whom they had met once before.

In line with the principle of doing more than doing less, Yang Liang held Lu Yuanyuan's hand and was about to leave.

"Oh, you are ignoring you...Have I seen you before?" Hu Tuo seemed to recognize Yang Liang at this time.

"Oh, really." Yang Liang touched his nose and said, "I am a popular person, many people say so."

Hu Tuo took a closer look, and then communicated with Hu Fu next to him for a while.The last time they saw Yang Liang, Yang Liang was wearing a human skin mask, and now his body and movements are similar.

Thinking back carefully, I can't remember what that person looked like.

He looked at Yang Liang carefully, then suddenly raised his hand and said, "You are not a popular person, you are very handsome."

Yang Liang: "..."

Hu Tuo strode into the crowd, picked up the iron bow, pulled hard with both hands, and the bow string made a clanging sound.

"Good bow!"

Hutu laughed loudly: "If such an iron bow falls into your hands, such a good weapon will be wasted."

"Master, son..."

Hu Fu kept coughing. Master, don't reveal your identity easily.

"Oh."

Hu Tuo suddenly realized: "Without further ado, I will draw this bow and show it to you today."

He planted his feet firmly on the horse and slowly exerted his strength. The eyes of those around him opened wide, and the tight bow strings were opened little by little.

"hiss!"

The crowd of onlookers was shocked. Some people opened their mouths wide and could not close them for a long time.Many people have tried it just now. This iron bow has at least three stones of power. Many people have tried it, but the bow string does not move at all.

This Rong man was so strong that he was able to draw the bow.

Even the man selling the bow found it incredible.

Yes, everyone recognized immediately that Hu Tuo was a Rong from the North.Not to mention the appearance, just the accent is very different from the capital.

Bang!
Hu Tuo loosened the bow string and broke into a sweat: "A good bow, indeed a good bow. A good bow matches a good man. I will take this iron bow with me."

"Hero is indeed very strong..." When Qian Dahu heard the second half of the sentence, his expression suddenly changed: "Wait a minute, this hero, how could you take the bow away."

"Oh, you are an unreasonable man. Didn't you say that whoever can draw this bow can take it away without taking a penny."

"Hero, you may have heard wrong. I'm not only talking about drawing the bow, but also shooting at the target on the wall. Three out of three shots."

"You, why don't you speak clearly?"

Hu Tuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and drew the bow again. He had exhausted all his strength just now, and now he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and his face was red, but he couldn't even draw the bow string.

"That's all."

Hu Tuo said: "Forget it for today, I will try again tomorrow."

"Then hero, please put down your bow first." Qian Dahu said.

"Why don't you let it go? This is obviously mine."

"what?"

Qian Dahu opened his eyes wide: "How can you, a Rong man, be unreasonable?"

"Yes, the barbarians are indeed barbarians, and they are going to rob them now."

"The Dasheng Dynasty is a place with royal laws."

Hu Tuo was still curious about how they recognized me as a Rongren.

Hu Fu kept winking at him, "Little prince, let's not make things worse."

"alright."

Hu Tuo waved his hand: "If you don't listen to me, I must take action. What's the use of keeping an iron bow like this in your hands? You know how to use it. Come on, if anyone can pull it open, shoot If he hits the target on the wall, I will give him this iron bow."

After saying this, everyone around became quiet. Many people had tried just now, but no one could draw the iron bow.

"Haha."

Hu Tuo laughed proudly: "I know that you southerners can only show off your power with words, but you will be intimidated if you actually take action.

Also, don't say that this is a territory with royal laws. I just lost my baggage when I entered the city. See what I said, this is called pattern, this is called mind. "

After hearing this, Yang Liang finally couldn't bear it any longer. He separated from the crowd and stood up, saying, "Come and try with me."

Everyone around looked at him and subconsciously cheered, but when they saw Yang Liang's appearance clearly, their expressions were stunned again.

Although Yang Liang was handsome, his appearance was too delicate and he looked like he could be knocked down by a gust of wind. He really didn't look like he had any strength.

But Hu Tuo couldn't help laughing: "Okay, okay, let me see how you draw this bow, and let you know the gap between you southerners and me."

Yang Liang walked into the arena and took the iron bow. Lu Yuanyuan stood outside and clapped her hands and cheered: "Come on, sir."

Qian Dahu couldn't hide the worry on his face and whispered: "Young man, if you can't do it, go home quickly. Don't be embarrassed here."

Without saying a word, Yang Liang raised the iron bow, slowly applying force, and the bowstring gradually became tighter.

The worry on everyone's faces gradually faded and was gradually replaced by shock. Yang Liang seemed to be weak, but he really pulled the iron bow.

Hu Tuo was stunned for a moment, then said disdainfully: "What's this? It's far worse than me."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Liang continued to exert force. When it reached a certain level, he felt a little tired.

His own strength is extremely strong, not to mention that he has been practicing continuously. Yang Liang feels that with his own ability, he should not have any difficulty in pulling the iron bow.

But since we have to defeat this Rongren today, we must not only win, but also win beautifully.

He activated his talent of not knowing whether to live or die, and his strength became several times stronger, and an iron bow was easily pulled open.

"This this……"

Hu Tuo was already stuttering a little and said: "What's this? I pulled away just now. You all saw it, right?"

No one spoke, and everyone could see that Hu Tuo was not on the same level as Yang Liang.

Yang Liang took the first arrow, put it on the bowstring, and aimed at the target in the distance.

Whoosh.

The bow opened like a full moon, and the arrow flew like a shooting star. In everyone's shocked eyes, the arrow flew out steadily.

Right in the bull's eye.

Yang Liang shot the second arrow.

Right in the bull's eye.

Then the third arrow.

Right in the bull's eye.

The whole place was silent, and everyone was quiet, not daring to imagine what they saw.

After a while, Hu Tuo rubbed his eyes and subconsciously exclaimed: "It's so terrifying."

(End of this chapter)