Ying Baoyue woke up with the sound of the horse's sniff.

As the morning light passed through the paper window, she opened her eyes and turned over and sat up from the low couch on the top floor of the library.

The thin cloth quilt covered with his body slid down. Ying Baoyue sat up and looked out the window. It was about to be the sky that had just arrived.

She only slept for more than an hour last night, but she woke up and felt refreshed.

Thanks to the medicinal effect of the blue silk vine.

Ying Baoyue looked at the pottery jar beside her pillow. The blue-silky vine is a rare medicinal material. The Anshen soup made with it will not make people fall asleep immediately. It usually takes one or two hours to take effect. After it takes effect, it will not make people unable to wake up. Instead, it can make people get the best quality sleep in the shortest time.

It’s a pity that this kind of medicinal herb is extremely rare and cannot be bought with money.

"You're awake."

Ying Baoyue raised her head and looked at the man sitting at the table outside the bed and reading.

"When did you wake up?"

Li Ji fell asleep on the roof shortly after she drank the green silk vine last night. Looking at his breathing, Ying Baoyue guessed that he had the same sanitary medicine as the same. It would be better for someone who had drunk the green silk vine to guard the side. She sat on the roof and finished reading the seven military books, and then she fell into a deep sleep.

"When you are asleep," Li Ji quietly flipped through the book.

It seems that the two of them slept for the first and the middle of the night?

This division of labor is quite clear.

"I owe you another favor," Ying Baoyue took a deep breath, "Thank you for your medicine last night."

Although she still has a chance to sleep today, if she didn't have that bowl of blue-skinned vine, she would have struggled a lot today.

"No," Li Ji looked at the pages quietly, "If you make too many things, you can only pour them out if you don't drink them."

Last night, no one in this courtyard except her needed this medicinal material.

Ji Jiashu, Chen Zichu and others were all encouraged by their family since childhood. They were so familiar with the seven books of the martial arts, so they could not be familiar with it. Even Guichen did not have to prepare for wrestling and riding and shooting, so they had more time than her.

"That's thank you for thinking of me," Ying Baoyue looked at Li Ji and smiled, "I owe you a green-haired vine. I will find one after the mid-level ceremony."

If she can't find it, please Chamber of us should have a solution.

Li Ji did not refuse anymore, closed the book and stood up, "We should leave."

The military battle was held for a total of three days. Although the military strategy was a literary exam on the first day, it took a full five hours to pass the exam, and it started very early.

Ying Baoyue nodded and stood up, went downstairs with him to open the door of the library, but was almost stomped by several dark horses rushing in.

Ying Baoyue had a premonition when she heard the sound of a horse on the roof, but she never expected such a chaotic scene to open the door.

At the same time, the screams of Zhao Guang, Chen Zichu and others were heard.

"Ah! Are these horses crazy?"

"Yishan, hold that horse!"

"ah!"

There was chaos outside, and Ying Baoyue opened her eyes wide in shock under the morning light.

The second round of military battles in the middle-level ceremony of the Eastern Wu in the seventh year of the Warring States Period began in such a mess.

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The suburbs of the city of Ruyang, Eastern Wu, outside the province of Yu Prayer of the Eastern Wu, Hanshan Academy.

"It's obviously a literary test, but so many people have come?" Standing on the familiar mountain road, Chen Zichu's face was full of mortality, looking at the vast crowd at the foot of the mountain, his face became more decadent.

If he had known so many people, he would have dressed more delicately, at least changing into clothes without horseshoe prints.

"After all, Hanshan Academy is not far from the main city, which is easier than going to the Sea of ​​Dead," Chen Zihan stood aside and said quietly. The next moment he glanced at his brother and whispered, "Brother, there is still horse mane on the right side of your head."

"Ah? Why didn't you remind me earlier?" Chen Zichu quickly touched the back of his head and pulled off the strand of horse fur, making his chest fluttered. "It's really a disgrace. Why did those horses suddenly go crazy in the morning?"

"It's my fault," Ying Baoyue stood beside him and said, "I forgot to tell you that I sent the black spot to a friend's house last night."

"So it's because of this?"

Song Qian held his forehead while hearing this.

A group of wild horses have been raised in Shi'an Courtyard. It was the group of wild horses that helped them run all the way to Ruyang in Weicheng. The group of wild horses followed them to Ruyang City, entered the stables of Shi'an Courtyard, and since then they became family horses.

Because of the life-saving friendship on the road, Song Qian, Chen Zi, Chu Ji Jiashu and others have always liked to feed those horses, and they always like to use those horses to pull carts when they go out.

The horses were also very peaceful, but just this morning when everyone was getting a carriage to go to the place where the first round of the war was held, the horses suddenly went crazy, broke free from the rope and ran all over the yard, and almost kicked the people.

Chen Zi, Chu Ji and Jiashu were worried that the group of horses would hurt people and went around to catch them, so there was a scene of chaos that Ying Baoyue saw in the morning.

"I'm afraid it's because Hei Feng left, so his descendants began to disobey," Ying Baoyue looked at Song Qian and said with a wry smile, "Sorry, I should have told you earlier."

But she didn't expect that Hei Feng was quite intimidating to his horses and sons.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not causing any major incident anyway, and we're not late," Song Qian shrugged, "But why did he suddenly send Black Wind away?"

Song Qian was quite impressed by the old horse. After all, Ying Baoyue would hold at least three large baskets of corn and various foods for it every day. He thought it would be impossible not to be impressed.

"Prepare for the future," Ying Baoyue looked at him and smiled, "It's a little preparation, although I don't know if it's useful."

Song Qian looked puzzled and wanted to ask again, but suddenly a bell came from the mountain.

After a bell, sixteen bells ring together.

"Time is up," Li Ji stood in front and looked at everyone, "The military strategy exam is about to begin."

The boys all looked serious and they tightened the bamboo card in their hands.

That was the bamboo plaque they received from the foot of the mountain, which stated the examination room where everyone was and the seats.

There are a total of five examination houses in Hanshan Academy. More than 500 practitioners who entered the second round will be randomly assigned to these five examination houses.

"It's started." Ji Jiashu spoke softly and looked at the door of the examination hall in front of him.

The crowds were crowded, and all practitioners flocked to the Kaoshe.

"Let's go," Ying Baoyue glanced at the young men around her and strode into the examination room.

The Hanshan Academy's examination room was named in the order of A, B, B, D and Wu. Ying Baoyue was divided into the house number B. When she met Ji Jiashu again with a bamboo card at the entrance of the examination room, both of them were a little surprised.

"What a coincidence," Ying Baoyue said with a smile.

In order not to interfere with each other, when they got the license plate at the foot of the mountain, everyone tacitly did not say where they were assigned to each other. Of course, the probability of five examination houses being assigned to the same room is not small, but Ying Baoyue did not expect that she and Ji Jiashu were in the same room.

"Yes, what a coincidence," Ji Jiashu looked down at the bamboo card in his palm, but for some reason he had an unknown premonition in his heart.

Is this really just a coincidence?

The other candidates saw them standing at the entrance of the examination room, and whispers were faintly heard around them.

"Sit all!"

"Prepare paper and pen!"

At this time, the examiner's serious voice came from the head of the head, and the practitioners' discussions stopped and they hurriedly found their place to sit down.

Compared to the martial arts fighting that is bloody and fighting, the literary test of military strategy is relatively relaxed in the rituals such as the middle level. Many practitioners picked up the pen and looked relaxed and happy on their faces.
Chapter completed!