Looking at Li Ang's back leading the horse away, Pei Jing raised her eyebrows and put down her palms that were tapping the railing.
The girl with willow eyebrows next to her also squinted her eyes and let go of the grass in her hands.
Is this considered a trick?
The same thoughts arose in their minds,
Pei Jing's expression remained unchanged, she flicked her sleeves coolly and turned to look at the other army horse.
The girl with willow eyebrows, after a brief pause, withdrew her gaze.
The residents of Chang'an in the corridor also noticed the movement in the distance. Many people (especially the noble girls) were filled with indignation and said: "Who is that person? Why are you robbing Mr. Pei Jing's horse? Don't you know that Yu Ke's grades are very good?
Is it important?"
"Yes, Young Master Pei Jing has a very good temper, why should I give it to him?"
Just because he is my young master.
Chai Cuiqiao on the side curled her lips in disdain,
If the situation wasn't inappropriate, she would have wanted to go over and make some sarcastic remarks.
For example, "Pure passers-by, I hope everyone will be more kind and less malicious, and pay more attention to the works" - these strange words were also heard from Li Ang.
While Chai Cuiqiao was praying silently, Li Ang took a deep breath, got on the horse, patted the bay horse's cheek, and whispered: "It's up to you!"
"Xilulu——"
The bay-red horse neighed spiritually, stamped its hooves on the ground, and its mane flew fiercely.
"brush--"
The riders in the front row felt a strong gust of wind blowing past their ears. Before they could have the thought of "something flew by" in their hearts,
The maroon electric light has already rushed forward.
Broken grass is scattered, sand and dust are flying,
The bay-red horse carrying Li Ang galloped forward and charged forward, instantly surpassing the horses carrying the foreign youth.
The faces of the foreign youths showed strong resentment and anger, and they subconsciously kicked the horse's belly, whipped the horse's body hard, and desperately used the horse's power.
But suddenly he saw the cold eyes of the academy teachers at the side of the track.
His body froze suddenly, as if he had been poured with ice water, and he subconsciously tightened the reins.
The Academy focuses on talent and learning, and more on character.
Abusing war horses in the arena is tantamount to giving up qualifications - you must know that each of them is a preliminary test quota that the Hu Merchants Guild in Chang'an City spent an extremely high price to obtain.
"So fast!"
The recommended student from the Ministry of War at the front stared dumbfounded as Li Ang drove past him, feeling infinite annoyance rising in his heart.
With Li Ang's half-familiar riding posture, it was obvious that he was not an excellent rider. It was simply that the bay red horse he was riding was of excellent quality, and he was willing to run wildly, regardless of his physical strength.
"This...this person didn't bring a famous horse that he raised at home, right?
This is cheating!
Where is the referee? Where is the referee?!
Judge it!"
The Ministry of War recommendation student wanted to cry but had no tears. He could only watch Li Ang go all the way and cross the finish line first.
My head...feels dizzy.
Li Ang, who was blown all the way by the strong wind and bumped by the horse's back, got down from the horse in a daze, and first hugged the tired bay-red horse affectionately, which was constantly panting.
Then he leaned on the tree trunk on the roadside and shook his head to wake himself up.
A school teacher came over, registered Li Ang's results in the book with a smile, and asked him to lead the horse back from the outside of the track.
Li Ang held the reins and did not rush back to the pasture fence. Instead, he selected some dry grass on the ground, pulled it out and selected it. While feeding it to the bay horse, he patted its cheek gratefully, "Thank you very much, next time."
I'll bring you some alfalfa..."
The students around him all looked sideways at him as he approached with the bay-red horse, their eyes mixed with confusion, curiosity, envy, and regret.
No one wants to hold the bay-red horse in Li Ang's hand. Although the bay-red horse is of excellent quality, it has exhausted its energy. At least, there is no chance of any good results today.
Considering that the other best war horses have also been selected, their results in the first round were not as good as the bay horse...
‘Is this year’s first place in the imperial examination going to be given to a student who doesn’t know how to ride a horse?!’
Li Ang was too tired to interpret the complex glances around him, so he led the horse back to the pasture and put the bay horse back into the fence.
Song Shaoyuan and Ji Linglang came over first, while Zhai Yiming and Yang Yu also stepped forward to greet them after a brief hesitation.
"The sun rises,"
Song Shaoyuan smiled and slapped Li Ang on the shoulder, "This time you are famous.
After tonight, maybe the heads of several horse racing clubs in Chang'an will invite you to a banquet and explain to them the techniques of horse training."
"Brother Song, please stop making fun of me."
Since his family knew his own affairs, Li Ang waved his hand with a wry smile, "It's just good luck."
"Every drink and peck has its own cause and effect. It's not as simple as good luck."
Ji Linglang smiled slightly. As the daughter of the governor of Zhezhou, she could vaguely guess why the bay-red horse worked so hard, but with outsiders present, it was difficult to explain the reason.
Yang Yu asked: "Which test will Risheng take next?"
"Let's finish the archery test first. If you don't miss the target, you will be successful. Then go and take the arithmetic test..."
Li Ang scratched his head and replied.
He has no hope at all in the archery project, and he is not a noble man. Every few months, he goes out of the city to hunt in the mountains with his friends and companions - playing bow also requires time, money and energy.
The subsequent development was as he expected,
The archery event is held at the shooting range, and each candidate has thirty archery opportunities.
Six short-range targets, six medium-range targets, six long-range targets, and 12 movable targets that can move along the ring chute, the results will be calculated based on the final number of rings.
Li Ang imitated the ergonomic force-generating techniques in the memory of another world, maintained a standard posture, and barely managed to hit more than half of the targets, which was better than those weak students who were obviously not good at shooting.
"Duh duh duh——"
The continuous sound of hitting the target sounded nearby. Li Ang, who was putting down his bow, looked sideways and saw the white-robed young master Pei Jing, surrounded by a group of students, slightly pursed his lips, drew the bow and shot an arrow, and the arrows were all fired.
There were cheers all around,
"Hey! Okay, hit, hit again!"
"As expected of Mr. Pei Jing, he can even shoot half through the target!"
"It's true that when you look for Bai Yu, you can't find it in the stone edges!"
"Twenty-five out of thirty shots! Even one more hit than those from the military department. This result should be No. 1 this year, right?"
The archery exam was not as competitive as the imperial exam. The young men surrounding Pei Jing cheered loudly,
Pei Jing, on the other hand, seemed to have been used to compliments for a long time. She always had a calm smile on her lips. She casually took off the ring on her finger and handed the bow and arrow to her friend gracefully.
Then he turned his head and glanced at Li Ang, tapping his chin imperceptibly.
What does it mean? Is it recognition from a top student?
Li Ang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he heard a cold female voice coming from behind, "Excuse me, please give way."
"okay."
Li Ang took the bow and arrow, turned sideways, and saw the girl with willow eyebrows coming over with a short bow and a long bow. The height of the long bow was even higher than hers.
"Such a tall bow..."
The restrictions in the archery subject are much looser than those in the imperial subject. There are enough arrows and bows - there are even bows of different shapes, sizes, materials, and stone counts for candidates from all over the world to choose from.
But for a long bow of this height...it seems that only the girl with eyebrows in the audience can choose it.
This chapter has been completed!