Today is the Qianqiu Festival. On this day, nobles and officials, and children from aristocratic families gather to have fun, chat, write poetry, and socialize. This time it was held in the Rongguo Mansion, and Bailang was also a participant.
One - although he is young, he is also the son of Tianshui Bo. If his father is in trouble, then the young uncle can directly seize the title. Whether it is Rongguo Mansion or Ningguo Mansion, people in them sometimes
I envy Uncle Tianshui's hereditary family.
The title is not hereditary, so the military officer's official position will start at a relatively low level, and the emperor above will not pay much attention to this noble family. Uncle Bailang is well dressed, and he does not sit in a sedan, but directly pulls out a horse
The horse, even if it was an ordinary Mongolian horse, was a little too big for the current Bailang. However, Bailang was such a martial artist that he directly turned over on the horse and clamped his legs to control it, "That man seems to have no interest in going."
." That Si Wu went in and didn't come out.
Bailang took his servants and rode to Rongguo Mansion in a swaggering manner - it was only a few hundred meters away, not even a kilometer away. He was almost the only descendant of the aristocratic family who came on horseback. He handed the horse to the servants of Rongguo Mansion.
Bai Lang walked directly inside under the leadership of the senior servant. In front of him was a middle-aged man who looked like he was studying. The servant next to him shouted, "I have met the second master."
Bailang cupped his hands and said, "I've met Uncle Shi." He looked at Jia Zheng and nodded to him, "Uncle Tianshui has grown up."
After Bailang finished dealing with it, he went directly to the garden. Tables had been set up in the garden. Bailang randomly chose one to sit down on, grabbed the fruit on the table and started to bite.
He has never been very interested in this kind of association, and he is no better than the martial arts of bow and horse, so he is better than the literary talent for holding a ball? Bailang has never thought about taking the first prize... Not long after, the voice of Yingying Yanyan came
, but what Bailang saw were groups of maids serving their masters - it seemed that he was the only one with only one maid. He also saw a rich old lady, followed by a group of equally wealthy women.
, hugging a boy with pink makeup and a smaller girl.
"Could this be Jia Baoyu? Who is that next to him? The bones in his body are simply the result of being weak in the womb." Bailang looked on coldly, but he kept holding on and ate all the dried fruits in the basin in the blink of an eye. He
He clapped his hands to indicate that the maid didn't need to change it for him, but the maid still brought the four-season dried fruit. "Yes, if the wife above sees that my place is empty, she will definitely blame someone."
Bailang was too young to drink, and it didn't matter to him. He poured fruit wine from a cup - which was not considered wine as usual. While he was drinking, he looked at the young masters of the Jia family who came, and of course other honorable men like him.
A boy from your family. "The older ones are weak, but the younger ones are spoiled and have tender skin and tender flesh." Bai Lang twisted the cup in his hand, "My master should have said this
It slides tight, this guy is a cannibal."
There was a lot of socializing when entering the table, and at Bailang's "age", it was just a few words for the occasion. His subsequent poems and poems had nothing to do with him. Of course, it was Jia Baoyu who went up and composed a poem to win the audience.
Everyone cheered - as for the girls, they had other places to go. Bai Lang pouted in boredom, turning over and over in his hands and just playing with the wine glass. It happened to be his turn at this time, Bai Lang looked at all the young gentlemen with a very tired look on his face.
"It's impossible to compose poetry. I can't write it. Why don't I drink three drinks as a penalty? Why don't you bring me the bow, saber, and spear, and I'll give you a show?" Bai Lang's gestures also show his noble character - Da
The old man was able to seize the title with a sword and a gun, and there were no poems or articles about it. It's just that the situation is not very good-looking, and the people present are not very old, even if there are one or two mature people, they can't suppress it.
Live in everyone's heart to watch the excitement.
Reciting poems and writing poems is originally a minority genre among these people - there are many uneducated idiots here, including Jia Baoyu... Now seeing someone willing to ride a horse and perform martial arts, the excitement is comparable to that of everyone
Reciting poems is much more interesting. It is said that nowadays most of the children of the Xungui family are elegant idiots. On weekdays, they go to the brothels to play whores and gather together to play with the maids. Occasionally, a few will bully the good people, rob the girls in the street, and fight.
, the evil young men who used to fly like eagles and go hunting outside the city are really rare now.
There are all descendants of honorable nobles here, but there is also a family who seems to be Bai Lang. He is probably the one who works hard to practice martial arts on weekdays. This garden is not a trot, and a horse race is more than enough. So Bai Lang ordered people to bring the horses -
-At this time, not only Jia Baoyu, but even the female relatives on the other side came over with interest to see. But there was no way to explain the false Taoism. Bailang got on the horse and said, "If you go into battle on this horse, it's for nothing, but riding on it is for free."
It’s enough to just come and run around.”
There were quite a few kids here who couldn't ride a horse, and quite a lot of them could, but none of them could ride a horse at the age of eight or nine - not the idiot Jia Baoyu. Not only had he never ridden a horse, he had never even had a close encounter with it.
Ma Bailang put his bow in his saddle bag and ordered his people to set up the target. This thing was not available in the Rongguo Duke's palace, so a few good-hearted nobles made a temporary one out of wooden stools and brocade, which made people feel helpless.
marvel at their luxury.
Bai Lang purely controlled the horse with his legs and did not grab the reins at all. This kind of riding skill was unique among the people present. Then he took off the bow and arrow in his hand, turned sideways and shot an arrow directly into the target. "Sure enough, the skill of bow and arrow is really good.
You're making progress!" Bailang was quite pleased with himself and put his hand directly on his chin, "I forgot that I haven't grown a beard yet." He has always been able to break through formations with his long sword, but now he actually has some achievements in archery.
Progress, bit by bit, is also good.
Not to mention the interior scene, just an innate master should be able to perfectly achieve the state of making sure the arrow is in vain. It was just that Bailang didn't do it before. Now his arrow is greeted by everyone's applause - it's so lively.
Look at the horses running around. The kid above can shoot with a bow and hit the target with one arrow. This is not a small skill. Can you see such performers on the street? It is difficult for performers to raise horses, that is, just for fun.
Archery or something.
They were still using soft bows and playing with flower arrows. But what Bai Lang had in his hands was a real hard bow in the army. It was originally a powerful eight-bow bow. None of the people present could draw such a strong bow.
"Okay, my uncle is a master of bow and horse!" Seeing the excitement, everyone also cheered, and Bai Lang left... In fact, it was the elders of the Jia family who came after hearing the sound, and they didn't care when they saw this scene.
There were so many things to say, but my beloved Jia Baoyu still thought it was quite funny with her big eyes flashing.
This chapter has been completed!