Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 164 Martial Exam Begins

When Jia Cong drank, Jia Baoyu came to his senses and hurriedly apologized: "Sister Lin, I didn't mean it. I also know that I'm not good now, but just because I'm bad, I don't dare to do anything wrong in front of my sister. . Even if I make one or two mistakes, you may teach me and warn me next time, or you may scold me or hit me twice, but I will not lose heart.

Unexpectedly, you always ignore me, leaving me confused and lost, not knowing what to do. Even if he dies, he is still a ghost of death. No matter how repentant the eminent monks are, he cannot be reincarnated. You have to explain the reason before I can be reincarnated! "

Daiyu sneered and said: "Baoyu, in the past I only thought you were ignorant and liked to say stupid things, but I didn't know you had become so annoying. From now on, if you say such stupid things to me again, I will Uncle Ming and Aunt Ming, please give them justice! Otherwise, I will move out of the house and stay away from you, the devil in the world."

Jia Baoyu felt like she was falling into an ice cave, and the last trace of heat in her heart was extinguished by Daiyu's cold words. She said in a trembling voice: "Sister Lin, do you want to cut off my robe and sever our ties with me?"

Daiyu said coldly: "If you know etiquette and obey the rules, we can still be brothers and sisters. If you continue to make trouble unreasonably, I will treat you as my uncle and brother."

Everyone heard something wrong, why did they suddenly break all ties with each other, and hurriedly came to try to persuade him.

Jia Cong laughed, looked at the dumbfounded Baoyu, and said, "Baoyu, not everything in this world will go as you wish. Even if you are the king of heaven, I can't do anything about just one thing."

Everyone looked at Jia Cong curiously.

"That is, the person you like doesn't like you, what can you do?"

After Jia Cong finished speaking, he laughed, took Baochai and Daiyu and left. Today, he was disturbed a lot by this idiot Baoyu, which made him very unhappy, so he had to go back and give some guidance.

Baoyu was struck in the center by Jia Cong's last words. She felt sad, angry and helpless. Her body swayed and almost fell to the ground. Everyone hurriedly supported her.

The day after the results of the literary test were released, the exciting martial arts test officially started.

Different from the formal imperial examination, the martial arts examination is extremely popular with the common people and is one of the few entertainment activities on weekdays.

In the name of public examinations and showing fairness and selflessness, the Ministry of War allowed a large number of people to enter the school grounds to watch, and by the way, each spectator charged an admission fee of one tael of silver.

The major casinos in Shenjing have opened their markets and announced the odds of hundreds of potential candidates for the test, allowing gamblers to have fun. Each province has the lowest odds of winning, almost zero, because according to unspoken rules, it is almost impossible for these people to fail.

Because Jia Cong came from a wealthy family, ranked high in the literary test, and had a glorious record of killing tigers on his own, the odds were extremely low, only 1 to 0.1.

After listening to Wangcai's introduction, Jia Cong ordered Yan Shuangying to bet 20 taels on himself for a little fun.

The Shenjing Grand Campus is very spacious, enough to accommodate the assembly and preparation of a hundred thousand troops. It has always been a place where the emperor reviews the troops and orders generals to go on expeditions. It is now surrounded by ropes in two circles.

The inner circle is the examination venue, and the outer circle has a ladder-shaped auditorium built along the wall. It is already full of seats. Only the tables on both sides of the general stage are still empty. They are obviously reserved VIP seats. I guess The ticket price is also expensive.

Jia Cong carried his bow and arrows on his back, led his mount, and walked slowly along the passageway to the venue. He looked around at the battles that were watched by tens of thousands of people, and felt a sudden shock in his heart. He felt as if he had walked into the wrong studio. Wow, is this the World Cup venue?

Seeing his arrival, the audience became noisy, waving and shouting.

"Look, that's Jia Cong and Jia Zilong!"

"Look at his white dragon horse! It was given by the Queen, the descendant of the bloody horse. It travels a thousand miles in a day and eight hundred nights. It is called a lamp for a thousand miles!"

"Oh, it's true that Jia Cong is among men and Bailong is among horses."

"Listen to this, is Jia Cong a sure winner?"

"Hehe, tacit understanding."

Jia Cong gave the horse to the examination room staff and went to the exam waiting area to sit down.

"Brother Cong, this way!" Su Can and the other five great masters saw him coming and hurriedly waved.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, walked over, cupped his hands and said, "Brothers are going to show off their power today."

Su Can and others smiled and said: "It's just stubbornness. Brother Zilong is a young hero, we are ashamed."

Jia Cong laughed softly and said: "You guys are pretty sure, brother, I'm not sure yet. I went to buy 20 yuan this morning to pressure myself. Don't lose your wife and lose your troops. That would be a joke." "

Everyone was a little surprised by Jia Cong's generosity.

Zhao Lingkong smiled and said: "Brother Zilong spends a lot of money, and his expression remains unchanged, which is admirable. If you want to come to this small scene in the examination room, it's no big deal."

Wei Wuji was speechless and said: "Master Ge, for two hundred thousand silver, I would rather sell you my position. The worst I can do is come back to the next subject."

Everyone laughed.

Jia Cong looked up and saw noble people entering the venue one after another from the special passage behind the general stage. The first few people were the second prince Sun Can in casual clothes, the tenth prince Sun Chi and Princess Ruyi who was disguised as a man.

Jia Cong smiled slightly, stood up and waved to them.

The second prince and the tenth prince responded with smiles and waves. Under the guidance of Niu Jizong and others, they took their seats at the general ordering platform.

Sun Chi whispered: "Sister, what kind of poem did this young man Jia Cong give you? You actually let him go so easily."

Princess Ruyi rolled her eyes at her brother and said, "It has nothing to do with you, just mind your own business."

Sun Chi smiled bitterly and shook his head. The daughter didn't want to stay, so she turned to the second prince and said, "Second brother, do you want to buy it?"

Sun Can whispered: "I suppressed brother Cong by 100,000, what about you?"

"Me too, hehe." Sun Chi said.

"What are you two muttering about?" Ruyi said.

"We are talking about martial arts and treasure pressing. Didn't you go to press it yesterday? Who bought it?"

Princess Ruyi's face turned slightly red and she said nonchalantly: "Of course I'm just like you. I overpower Jia Cong. His father, the emperor and his mother appreciate him so much that it's no big deal if he wants to compete in martial arts."

The two nodded: "How much did you press?"

Princess Ruyi raised a finger.

"Oh, just like us."

"Bah, I'm not as fussy as you, I paid 100 million." Princess Ruyi raised her chin and said proudly.

"Hey, sister, you are so brave! Where did you get so much money?" Sun Can and Sun Chi looked at each other in disbelief.

"Of course I didn't, so I wrote it in your two names, 50 each. If you lose, you have to pay the bill." Princess Ruyi said with a smirk.

"You!" The two of them were shocked. This is too shameless. They are just princes. They have no income except their salary. How can they get 50 silver.

The two looked at each other and nodded. The second prince turned to look at Niu Jizong beside him.

Niu Jizong hurriedly stood up and came over, bowed and said, "What are your orders from His Highness?"

"I heard that Jia Cong ranked fifth in the literary test. He was born in a martial arts family and was appointed by his father as 'Zilong'. Is it okay to take the martial arts test?" The second prince said in a low voice. This was already obvious. Hinted.

Niu Jizong smiled and said, "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be a serious problem."

"That's good, that's good." The two princes breathed a sigh of relief.

"Coward." Seeing Niu Jizong leaving, Princess Ruyi looked at her two brothers and said disdainfully.

"It wasn't your money that lost. Of course you are brave." Sun Chi said, there was really nothing they could do about this sister.
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  At the beginning of the hour, Niu Jizong rang the gong and said loudly: "In the sixth year of Xifeng, the martial arts test begins now!" Hundreds of sergeants repeated in unison, which shocked the whole audience.

There was a roaring sound from the auditorium. This is an event that can only be seen once every three years.

The on-site examiner said loudly: "The candidates whose names are read will line up to take the exam in order. Luoyuan, Jiangxi, Chenglin, Yunnan."

Two candidates in the Juzi waiting area stood up in response.

On the first day, the archery test is divided into two subjects. One is mounted archery. The candidates ride horses along a prescribed route, pass the entire distance within the prescribed time, and shoot at the grass targets set up on both sides of the road.

The difficulty lies in controlling the horse and shooting arrows at the same time. Because the road is wide and narrow, with irregular straightness, and there are obstacles, ravines, etc., it is not easy to control the horse alone to pass within the specified time, let alone shooting arrows at the same time?

The examination room has two identical routes for two people to take the examination at the same time. The first two candidates did not bring mounts and chose the horses provided by the examination room. After one lap, one person exceeded the time limit and was eliminated directly. One person hit three targets, which is considered a low achievement.

The audience burst into laughter. It's always easy to feel happy when others are unlucky.

The first two candidates left the exam dejectedly, and the examiner called again: "Yongxu from Zhejiang and Fei Yang from Jiangxi."

The exam was carried out very quickly. Half an hour passed and dozens of candidates had passed, most of whom had failed.

Suddenly I heard the examiner shout: "Guangdong Su Can, Jinling Zhao Lingkong!"

The audience was silent at first, and then burst into cheers. They had already learned the names of Jieyuan from each province from the announcement.

Jia Cong smiled and said: "Please give me your thanks."

Wei Wuji patted the two of them hard on the shoulders and said, "Cheer up and don't lose Xie Yuan's face."

The two laughed and stood out from the crowd.

Su Can brought his own mount, which was completely black and very handsome. He was known as Mo Qilin.

Zhao Lingkong didn't have the conditions, so he used the examination horse.

The two of them got on their horses, holding bows and arrows in their hands. Su Can directly held five arrows in his hand, and Zhao Lingkong held three.

preparation! Boom! The examiner's gong rang and the two men rushed out at the same time.

Su Can only used his legs to control the horse. With a slight squeeze, Mo Qilin rushed out like an arrow from the string, turning left and right, as fast or slow as he wanted, leaping over ravines and obstacles as if he were using his fingers with his arms. He kept his hands on the bumpy horse and shot arrows in succession, and every arrow he hit was not missed!
  Zhao Lingkong was different. Because he was not familiar with the war horse, he did not try to be fast. When he easily controlled the horse and passed a third of the way, he suddenly pulled the reins and the horse man stood up. He drew the bow with his backhand and shot three arrows. The arrows were shot at the same time, hitting three straw targets respectively!
  Three shots with one arrow! This is much more difficult than Su Can's continuous arrows. The audience burst into cheers.

Jia Cong couldn't help but applaud. His shooting skills were not even as good as Su Can's, let alone Zhao Lingkong's amazing skills.

I saw Zhao Lingkong driving his horse through a distance again, and shot three more arrows, all of which hit the target. In the last section of the journey, he was sure of victory and stopped showing off his skills. He shot four consecutive arrows like Su Can and ended the exam.

The two arrived at the finish line almost at the same time, looked at the hourglass, and a third of the time, they looked at each other and smiled.

"Old Zhao, you are good at shooting."

"Each each other."

In the stands, the second prince and others also clapped their hands and praised him, Xie Yuan was indeed well-deserved.

Sun Chi was so excited that he stood up and walked to Niu Jizong and said a few words.

Niu Jizong pondered for a moment, nodded with a smile, and gave some instructions to his subordinates.

"What did you say?" The second prince smiled.

"It's nothing, let's go and have fun next time." Sun Chi said.

Princess Ruyi smiled and said, "You brag about yourself on weekdays, let's see if you can boast today."

"Nonsense, this is a martial arts exam, what are you going to do?" the second prince said with a frown.

"Second brother, just let him go to show the martial arts of the Tian family! Everyone has their own archery skills, and it won't disrupt the exam." Princess Ruyi helped.

"Ruyi is right, second brother, don't I use martial arts to make friends? They are all warriors. If I go down to compete with them, could it be that I have defiled them?" Sun Chi said with a smile.

The second prince rubbed his brows helplessly and said, "Carefully inform you about the censor's advice."

Sun Chi smiled and said: "It's casual, it's not like I haven't been involved before."

Princess Ruyi laughed when she heard this: "This is like saying that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

After about ten more candidates passed by, the examiner suddenly heard the examiner loudly say: "Today, the candidates are competing in the same field, each showing their talents. His Royal Highness, the Tenth Prince, is very happy and wants to personally demonstrate the skills of riding and archery to show the martial arts of the country. To inspire everyone to be courageous!"

"Good! Good!"

"Your Highness is mighty!"

"Your Highness is brave!"

The audience roared loudly. Being able to watch His Royal Highness ride and shoot in person was worth the price of admission.

Sun Chi lazily stood up, waved to the audience, walked down the steps, and his entourage picked up bows and arrows and brought horses.

The examiner shouted again: "Shenjing Jia Cong!"

The cheers in the stands were even louder. Jin'er had made a lot of money and could actually watch His Royal Highness and Jin's hand-picked 'Zilong' compete.

Wei Wuji and others encouraged him: "Brother Cong is rising."

Jia Cong stood up helplessly, wondering what Sun Chi had done. But he was not lying. In the past three days, Niu Jizong arranged for him to train quietly here every night, just to get familiar with the venue. Just like taking the driver's license test in later generations, it is always easier to be familiar with the venue.

Sun Chi came to the sidelines, got on his horse, and said with a smile: "Brother Cong, my horse is no worse than yours. It is also a good horse from Dawan, and its name is Huoying. What do you think?"

Jia Cong glanced at the maroon horse under his crotch. It was really as red as coals, and it galloped like a shadow, so it was named Huoying. He nodded and praised, "What a good horse."

Sun Chi laughed and said, "Come on!"

Jia Cong nodded, gently pressed his hand on the saddle, and he was already on the horse.

"You two, are you ready?" the examiner on the sidelines said with a smile. “Let’s start!” they both said at the same time.

Boom! As soon as the gong rang, two BMWs rushed out like electricity, turning left and right without slowing down, as if they were strolling in a courtyard, relaxed and freehand.

All the candidates showed a wry smile. The gap between this divine horse and the war horse in the examination room was too big.

I saw Sun Chi holding a few arrows in his hand, hiding in the stirrup for a while, turning his head to look at the moon, shooting the bow from left to right, fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea, using all kinds of flowers like a revolving door, the bowstring in his hand was ringing, and the arrows were whizzing, no matter what the Shooting at any angle, they all hit the head of the target.

Jia Cong was much calmer. He didn't do so many stunts. He just controlled the horse with his legs. At the same time, according to the rhythm of the past few days of training, the arrows flew out continuously and hit steadily. The cooperation between the man and the horse was impeccable. Although there was no Sun Chi is good-looking, but he is two points faster than him.

The audience was fascinated by it, and all the athletes were convinced. Even apart from the advantage of the horse, it was still beyond their own capabilities with other people's shooting and riding skills.

Soon, the two reached the finish line almost at the same time, with more than a third of the time left.

Sun Chi threw away his bow and arrow and said with a smile: "Brother Cong, you really have a trick up your sleeve."

Jia Cong cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Your Highness has given you too much praise. I am now dwarfed by His Highness's magical skills."

Sun Chi laughed without humility: "That's true." He waved his hand and returned to the general ordering platform.

Jia Cong smiled slightly and followed the guidance of the examination room staff to leave. He performed well today and should get full marks.
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  Early the next morning, Jia Cong arrived at the school grounds again, and the stands were still full.

The second prince and others were nowhere to be seen on the general stage. It was probably because today's project was not good-looking.

Today's test item is the second one in archery, step shooting and piercing!
  Thirty straw men wearing fish-scale iron armor were lined up in a row, one foot apart from each other, with wooden boards erected behind them to absorb stray arrows.

Fifteen steps away, thirty soldiers stood in a row corresponding to the straw man. There are 20 arrows in each person's arrow pot. If they all shoot through the grass, they are considered excellent. If they shoot 10 arrows, they are average. The prescribed time is about 20 breaths.

"Ready, shoot!" the examiner ordered.

Suddenly arrows rained down, hitting the iron armor with a tinkling sound.

Jia Cong looked on coldly. One step in ancient times is equal to two steps in modern times. Fifteen steps is about twenty-two or three meters. At this distance, to shoot through the armor, a bow of at least two stones is needed, and the shot must be aimed. It cannot be shot. Partial.

Su Can, Deng Lei and others showed no pressure and pointed out the situation with a smile.

Jia Cong looked at their bows. Su Can, Wei Wuji, and Zhao Lingkong, like him, all used two-stone bows. Deng Lei and Zhang Yi actually used three-stone bows. These two animals were not afraid of being shot through the wooden board. looking at the audience.

"We two are not good at shooting, so we use heavier bows, which are safer, and we can hit seven or eight out of ten of them." Deng Lei said with a smile. Zhang Yi grinned and nodded.

Jia Cong laughed dumbly, "You are honest."

Today there was a group of thirty people, and the process went very quickly. In less than two sticks of incense, it was the turn of Jia Cong and others. The sergeant in the examination room removed the straw man used in the previous round and replaced it with a new straw man.

Jia Cong had specially practiced this thing for a long time. This step of shooting through the armor only requires shooting through the armor, but it does not require shooting where. Therefore, most people aim at the chest and abdomen for safety.

One command.

Jia Cong raised the bow in front of him. His arms holding the bow were like copper poured into iron, motionless. He kept pulling the bow and shooting arrows according to his usual training rhythm.

There was just a crackling sound as the arrows shot through the armored straw man one by one, and some even penetrated the straw man and stuck on the wooden board behind.

Without blinking, Jia Cong shot all twenty arrows through.

But I was a little confused, why was it easier than usual? I had practiced a few days ago, and even though I could shoot through, two or three of the twenty arrows would miss the target, scrape against the armor, and fly away. Could it be that I performed extraordinarily well today? Or maybe the armor has been tampered with.

Jia Cong secretly laughed in his heart, he guessed that there was something wrong with the armor. The armor he wore as a straw man was deliberately made thin so that it could be penetrated easily. These are all "knowledge" in martial arts.

Jia Cong was very happy to get full marks in archery, and he was a little more sure of passing the exam.
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  The next day, the test was about "strength", which was also divided into two parts, lifting the barrier and carrying weight.

Both projects are very simple and do not waste time. Hundreds of people can complete the exam quickly.

To cross the barrier, place a vermilion log three inches in diameter and seven feet long on a stone platform two feet high, with both ends exposed.

The candidate holds one end of the log with both hands, not exceeding the white line one foot from the end, lifts it upright, then puts it down, and then lifts it again. Those who lift it ten times are considered excellent, and those who lift it five times are considered average. If the log falls to the ground, or touches the log with other parts other than the palm of the hand, or touches the part of the log beyond the white line, it will be thrown down directly.

Jia Cong swallowed his saliva when he saw it. The log didn't seem to be heavy, only six or seventy pounds. If you hold the middle part, you can easily lift it with any lift. You can hold the end, far away from the center of gravity, and use the leverage. , the difficulty is increased by more than ten times.

"I can't change my stubbornness, it's too hard." Su Can whispered.

Zhao Lingkong, Wei Wuji and others all smiled bitterly and nodded. This project is suitable for strong men with broad hands such as Deng Lei and Zhang Yi.

Jia Cong also sighed. If he were himself in the future, he wouldn't be afraid, but now, after all, his muscles and bones are far from mature. He is lucky to be able to lift it once or twice.

Deng Lei and Zhang Yi looked at each other and said with a chuckle: "You guys have been in the limelight two days ago, now it's your turn to show off your skills."

Everyone laughed.

Sure enough, in front of Qiao Guan, many lifts, let alone ten lifts, could barely be lifted even once, and the second lift could not be lifted no matter what. Only a few people can lift it seven or eight times.

Soon it was Jia Cong's turn.

Start!
  Jia Cong's anger sinks into his Dantian, and he spreads his legs into a horse stance, with his right hand at the bottom as a support point, and his left hand at the top as a point of exertion, and slowly exerts his strength to lift upward.

I felt that the end of the log seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. The veins on my swollen forehead popped out and my pupils were filled with blood. The end of the log finally slowly left the table.

One inch, two inches, three inches.

Fortunately, the higher the thing is, the easier it is to lift it up. Jia Cong finally raised it upright and then slowly put it down.

Knowing that he couldn't lift it the second time, he didn't bother to waste any effort and looked around.

Su Can, Zhao Lingkong, and Wei Wuji also tried their best. Although their martial arts skills were high, their strength was not what they were good at. They managed to lift it seven or eight times, but they were exhausted and gave up one after another.

Deng Lei and Zhang Yi went too far. They lifted this thing as if they were drinking water. They lifted it once every breath, and they lifted it fourteen or five times in the blink of an eye. The examiner was so frightened that they stopped and gave them two marks in the notebook. A big red circle.

Su Can and others got a red circle, which means middle to upper level, and Jia Cong got a cross...

Jia Cong shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had underestimated the heroes of the world in the past, but the strength of these two people was so terrifying. They seemed to be no worse than when he was at his peak.

Everyone came out and returned to the examination waiting area. Seeing that Jia Cong was not in high spirits, they all consoled him: "Brother Cong is still young and his body bones have not yet grown. If he can lift it once, he is already above the world. In a few years, he will be able to do it." Lifts easily.”

Jia Cong cupped his hands and smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your comfort. Cong is already prepared for a complete failure today." He knew that the project to come would be more difficult.

Everyone laughed. At his current age, the "strength" test is indeed a bit difficult for him.

Within an hour, the Qiaoguan event ended. Of the more than 700 lifts, only about 10 people lifted more than 10 times, and most people could only lift once or twice.

The examinees took advantage of this opportunity to take a break in the waiting area, relax their muscles, and wait for the second event later, which is weight-bearing.

The so-called heavy-bearing person, carrying rice and five dendrobiums, is best for walking 20 steps.

One dendrobium is equivalent to one stone, which is about 120 kilograms, and five dendrobiums is equivalent to a full 600 kilograms.

At this time, many sergeants came over with carts, removed the logs, and placed thick wooden frames that were easy to carry on the Qiaoguan stone platform just now, and then put sandbags on the wooden frames. It was enough. Five. For convenience, the rice bags were replaced by sandbags in the examination room, each weighing 120 kilograms.

The audience finally became interested and loudly discussed this weight-bearing subject.

"Brother, who are you crushing? If you carry this 600 kilograms of sand for 20 steps, I think most people can walk 10 steps."

"I bought Shandong Jieyuan Deng Lei. Hehe, although the odds are not high, the victory is safe. You can see that he has just stood up. He is like playing with lantern grass. It shows that he is extremely powerful, and this weight is just ordinary."

"That makes sense. The Jia Cong I bought, alas... his shooting skills are okay, but his strength, alas, he barely scored any points. After all, he is a little young."

"How much did you buy?"

"One thousand taels."

"Brother, you are so brave. If you win, you can only win a hundred taels. If you lose, you will lose a thousand taels."

"Didn't I think that since he is a noble and the title given by His Majesty, it should be okay?"

"Look, what a prisoner! Two warriors, Deng Lei and Zhang Yi, carried the 600 kilograms of sand to the finish line and then back to their original positions!"

"These two animals! I think we need to give them a few more points in this subject."

"Hehe, it stands to reason, it stands to reason." A spectator who bought two people laughed.

"Hey, look, Jia Cong has withdrawn from the competition and left!"

"Where? Bastard! My money! It's too dark. Can you refund the check without being stubborn?"

Jia Cong looked at this battle and had no desire to try. It didn't matter whether he passed the martial arts exam or not. He injured his muscles and bones by forcing a heavy load, but he lost blood. He immediately quit the competition and saved his strength for the last match tomorrow.
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  Returning home angrily, Qingwen saw that he looked gloomy, and hurriedly brought him tea and water, and comforted him: "I am only so old now, and I will suffer a loss when competing with those in their twenties and thirties. If I were a few years older, Years old, they know how powerful it is.”

Jia Cong fell on the bed and called Qingwen and Qianxue to come over and squeeze their shoulders and legs. He explained today's test items and sighed: "If I were a few years older, how could I take these pediatricians seriously? Now, I really have some spare strength but not enough strength. I'm so strong. I can just pick up dung, but why should I take the martial arts test?" He cursed a few times and felt a little better.

"Qingwen, change my clothes. I want to go to bed. I'll show them how powerful I am tomorrow."

"Oh."

"You come and sleep with me."

"Master, it's still afternoon." Qingwen said shyly.

"Don't you need to warm the bed to take a nap? Come up here." Jia Cong reached out and grabbed Qingwen Hao's wrist and pulled her onto the bed.

Qianxue pursed her lips and smiled, helped to unpack the bedding, put down the tent, and went to guard outside.
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  The next day, it was still daylight.

Jia Cong had already gotten up. Under the service of Qingwen and others, he put on a narrow-sleeved suit of Su Satin with white moire patterns on the Qingdi River, azurite jacquard silk trousers, high-top cowhide boots, and thin leggings.

"Master, I heard that we are going to compete in the competition today. Please be careful and don't get hurt by those rough guys." Qingwen said.

"It's a joke! You hurt me. Do you really think that these twenty years of hard work have been in vain?" Jia Cong laughed and strode out.

"I'm bragging again. How old are you? You can't practice Kung Fu for twenty years." Qingwen said with a smile.

Jia Cong took a full breath today and rode a lantern thousands of miles away to the school grounds.

Seeing that most of the candidates and countless spectators had already arrived and were queuing up to enter the venue, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Mo Daojun left early, and there were even more early travelers.

"Zilong, what are you laughing at?" Su Can and others saw him coming and greeted him with a smile.

"Are you laughing at you for coming so early and rushing to get a wife?" Jia Cong said with a smile.

Several people laughed and said: "How important is fame when marrying a wife? Zilong didn't come so early."

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I came early not for fame, but to beat people up."

Everyone laughed: "Then let's wait and see and see the bravery of Zilong and Bohu."

"Let's make an agreement first. If we face each other, we are not allowed to deliberately give in to each other, otherwise I will not recognize him as my brother." Jia Cong said seriously.

"That's natural." Everyone hurriedly agreed.

"After today's competition, I'll invite my host and we'll get together at the Baihua Building." Jia Cong said with a smile. Just before he went out, he had ordered Lin Zhixiao to go to Baihua Building to cover Lan Wei's scene.

"I heard that Baihualou Lanwei is a rare beauty in the world. She is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and song. I don't know if it is true or not." Su Can's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

Jia Cong nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a female voice calling him. He turned around and saw a very exquisite and luxurious sedan parked by the roadside. Seven or eight strong men were guarding the surroundings, followed by two women, and the sound came from the sedan.

I saw the side curtain opened, revealing a pretty face that was both happy and angry. It was Lan Wei.

Su Can and the other five people's eyes lit up at the same time. Where did this beauty come from?

Jia Cong was a little surprised, and hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "Lan, everyone is not playing the harp, drums and harp at home, how come you have time to see us martial artists?"

"Could it be that in Mr. Cong's heart, Wei'er only cares about herself and makes a living by showing off her laughter?" Lan Wei said angrily, her eyes a little aggrieved and a little disappointed, with a very touching expression.

Jia Cong secretly sighed. Is this expression a result of training? It's too vivid, I can't stand it.

"How dare Cong be so rude to everyone? He's just out of curiosity."

"Today, Sister Shu invited a few of us to come and see the style of the national and dynasty martial arts competitions." Lan Wei pursed her lips and smiled.

Jia Cong nodded and asked curiously: "Who is Sister Shu? Can she please everyone Lan?"

Lan Wei smiled and said: "You don't even know Sister Shu, but you are so good at writing lyrics. Is Qi Lou Xingshou, one of the four famous buildings in Shenjing, even Shu Ren and the heroine don't know about it?"

"Any heroine?" Jia Cong was stunned. What kind of heroine would end up in a brothel?

"It's just bluffing. Sister Shu is good at sword dancing, so she got this nickname." Lan Wei said with a smile.

Jia Cong suddenly realized that he knew how to create celebrity characters these days. The ancients were indeed not stubborn. He couldn't help but asked with a smile: "What is your nickname, Mr. Lan?"

Lan Wei smiled shyly and said softly: "Because I often wear blue clothes, those talented people gave me a nickname, called Smurf."

Pfft... Jia Cong couldn't help but laugh out loud, and then burst into laughter. How could a talented person be so fashionable?

(End of this chapter)