Song Ziling rode his bicycle to Qingyun Academy. Pedestrians on the street felt as if they had seen a ghost when they saw the bicycle he was riding.
The young master of the Song family rode a wooden frame with wheels. His feet did not touch the ground, and there was no horse in front of him. The wheels actually started to move forward, and the speed was not slow.
"What is this Master Song riding?"
"I don't know, I don't know, I haven't seen him before."
"Why is this thing moving?"
“This thing is a bit magical!”
"This thing is made of wood. Could it be a new gadget made by Mrs. Song's wood factory?"
"I guess so."
"I have to go find out tomorrow. If it is, I will order one."
"The strollers made in Mrs. Song's factory cost twenty taels of silver each. This one that can move by itself is probably not cheap!"
"It's okay, I'm not short of money."
Many children found it strange and ran behind Song Ziling's car.
When Song Ziling rode to Qingyun Academy, a group of children were already following him.
"Big brother, what is this?"
"How could he move on his own?"
The children gathered around Song Ziling and asked questions, their eyes full of curiosity.
"This is..." Song Ziling sat on the bicycle seat and introduced the bicycle to the children.
When students from Qingyun Academy came out of school, they saw Song Ziling sitting on a wooden frame with two big wheels and two small wheels, surrounded by a group of children.
"Song Ziling, why did you come to the academy today?"
A student who was familiar with Song Ziling looked at him and asked.
Many students who were preparing to go home stopped when they saw Song Ziling. They still admired Song Ziling.
He was selected as a scholar at the age of twelve. After being selected as a scholar, he dropped out of school and entered Prince Yun's cavalry camp for training.
Song Ziling said: "I will take a rest today and wait for Wenxia to learn."
By the way, let Wen Zhi see his bicycle.
"How was your experience in the camp?
Can you get used to it?
Isn’t the training very hard?”
"It's not bad! Apart from the food, I'm quite used to it, and it's not particularly bitter."
He can keep up with his physical fitness, so he doesn't feel the training is hard.
"Why did you go to the military camp to practice?
The gentlemen in the academy all think that you can pass the Jinshi examination in the future."
A teacher felt very sorry for him when he mentioned Song Ziling in class, saying that he was a good student.
Song Ziling said: "I have said it a long time ago. My ideal is to be like my father, a general who upholds the will of heaven and earth and protects the family and the country. Naturally, I have to make preparations in advance."
"Zi Ling?"
When Lu Wenzhi came out of the academy, he saw Song Ziling surrounded by people. He was very surprised. He had not seen Song Ziling since Ziling went to the army for training.
"How did you come?"
Lu Wenzhi walked through the people surrounding Song Ziling and walked up to him.
After being gone for several months, Song Ziling became darker and thinner, but he also looked stronger.
"Waiting for you to finish school," Song Ziling grinned, showing his white teeth.
Lu Wenzhi held up his hands and said half-jokingly: "Master Song can come in person to wait for me after school. Wen Zhi is really flattered."
Hearing what he said, everyone around him smiled. Unexpectedly, Lu Wenzhi, who was usually serious and was praised by gentlemen, could also joke.
Song Ziling also smiled and said, "I have something good to show you."
Lu Wenzhi asked: "What good thing?"
"This," Song Ziling patted the handle of the bicycle.
"What's this?"
Only then did Lu Wenzhi notice the bicycle Song Ziling was riding.
"This is called a bicycle. It's made in a wood factory. Didn't your father tell you that?"
Lu Wenzhi shook his head, "My father rarely tells me about the Villa."
"I told you, this bicycle is really fun. You don't need a horse, you can just ride on it and move. Let me show you."
Song Ziling waved his hands to the people surrounding him, eager to show his good friends, "You all get out of the way."
The people surrounding him moved to both sides. Song Ziling stepped on the pedal and the car started to move.
If he pedals faster, the car will go faster; if he pedals slower, the car will go slower.
The students at Qingyun Academy were all stunned. This car is so awesome! I really want to own it.