"You won and failed, and you didn't even give a reason?" Ye Qian asked strangely:
Liu Mingshan rolled his eyes and Ye Qian said: "I asked, but this is a state school. If you don't admit, you won't admit. No one will give you the reason."
At the end of the conversation, Liu Mingshan felt weak and a little unwilling.
This is OK!
Ye Qian rolled his eyes inwardly.
Well, Zhou Xue does have the confidence!
Especially when facing students with low backgrounds like Liu Mingshan and Ye Qian.
A flash of light flashed in Ye Qian's eyes, and he asked him: "Do you know who the opponent of Donghe Village is in this battle to win the fruit?"
"The military headquarters hasn't come yet. How can we know the opponent? But it's probably only for the past two days. What's going on? Do you know?"
Liu Mingshan said, his eyes getting weirder and weirder. He was not stupid. Since his father, a cheap disciple, said this, he must have made a guess.
"You mean Nanhe Village?" Liu Mingshan asked with his heart moving.
"If nothing else happens, it should be!" Ye Qian nodded, "However, I will have to ask the little trickster you captured later..."
At this point, Ye Qian told Liu Mingshan what Wang Chengcai said about the battle to win the results, and then Ye Qian said: "This time it should actually be a joint battle between the military and the state school to win the results. Wang Chengcai
It is normal to know some inside information in advance. He is from Nanhe Village. It is impossible not to take care of him there. If not, it is just a ring battle. I have never seen Nanhe Village send people to inquire about the news before. In fact, our two villages
, the general strength is known, there is no need to understand it in too much detail, it is all one-on-one anyway, but this time the structure of the fruit-winning battle is different, they must understand it thoroughly in order to win beautifully."
Ye Qian paused, smiled mysteriously, and asked: "Do you want to see Nanhe Village lose, especially in front of Wang Chengcai?"
Liu Mingshan rolled his eyes and said: "Nonsense, I can only dream about it, but it's not dark yet, so I won't daydream. According to you, our chances of winning are too small. With Wang Chengcai taking care of him, he learned this in Zhouzhou
For a long time, any number of tricks will be enough for us!"
Ye Qian smiled knowingly and his voice softened, "If I help you win against him, how can you thank me?"
Liu Mingshan gave Ye Qian a big eye roll and said: "I'm kidding, you are really talented. But you have never practiced at all, and military skills and actual combat are completely different things. If you can beat him, ride around the village on my neck."
The circle is complete."
Ye Qian's voice became softer and softer, "Well, how about we make a bet. If Nanhe Village is really my opponent, and if I beat Nanhe Village, how about you stop joining the army for the time being and go to the state school with me?"
Even if you lose, if you really get admitted to the state school, I am willing to go! Liu Mingshan thought to himself, a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes, even if it is something that his father discussed with this cheap disciple, he is now proposing it to save face.
, Liu Mingshan still felt more comfortable listening to it.
After all, he went with him as a servant in name only, and it would be too unpleasant to spread the news.
If you lose the bet now, it will be different if you say it out loud.
Liu Mingshan grinned and said: "Bet, why not bet? At your current age, if you can really beat Wang Chengcai, even if it is a fluke - let alone ten years, I will not lose money if I sell my life to you for the rest of my life..."
As for what happens if he loses, of course there is nothing to worry about. He, Liu Mingshan, didn’t go to Chengzhou to study when he won the competition. This time he lost the competition, and his father, a cheap disciple, participated in it. If he lost the competition, how could he return?
I have the opportunity to study in the state.
Naturally, he celebrated the Chinese New Year and joined the army.
When Ye Qian heard this, he blinked his eyes and smiled. It was a big joke that he would lose against a group of brats.
…
When Ye Qian walked out of his master Liu Haotian's house, the waning moon had already climbed into the sky, and the white halo seemed to be covered with several layers of transparent silk, blurry but somewhat bright.
Although it was already very late, Ye Qian did not go home. He was carrying a bag of meat prepared by his wife, which he took home to honor the parents of the Zhao family where his body was.
Ye Qian has been raised by the Zhao family for these years, and he still has some feelings for him.
The Zhao family is not as wealthy as Master, so he rarely eats meat. He is clearly the son of the Zhao family. Every time Liu Haotian's family eats meat, he will ask Ye Qian to bring a portion of meat to the Zhao family.
Walking on the quiet gravel road, breathing in the cool night air, Ye Qian felt surprisingly peaceful in his heart.
Perhaps, there will rarely be an opportunity to enjoy such carefree, pure water-like tranquility in the future.
However, this is his choice. He can enjoy such tranquility occasionally in his life, but only occasionally.
The road to seeking the Tao and practicing cultivation requires courage and diligence.
Some things and some moods need to be adjusted, and you can't let yourself relax too much.
Unknowingly, Ye Qian walked out of the village and saw Nanhe Village's work hanging from an umbrella-shaped pine tree on the left side of the village entrance.
An eleven or twelve year old boy!
Under the faint moonlight, the thin body swayed slightly in the wind, the small face covered with mud was mixed with purple-black blood clots, and the lifeless light green pupils stared at Ye Qian without any fluctuation.
Ye Qian came under the pine tree. A small knife appeared in his hand. Ye Qian cut off the hanging rope. He threw the meat in his hand beside the boy. Ye Qian sat on the ground leaning against the pine tree, looking at the dim waning moon in the sky, and said:
"There's food inside, help yourself."
The boy didn't look weak as he had been hanging for a long time after being beaten. He rushed toward the package of meat with green eyes, opened his mouth and took a big bite of the paper wrapping the food, panting and chewing it with big mouthfuls.
Ye Qian looked at the moon and asked quietly: "You are not from Nanhe Village, why are you helping Wang Chengcai?"
Ye Qian has seen all the young men in Nanhe Village through fruit competitions over the years, and has a photographic memory. For him, drinking water and eating are just as normal.
What's more, Ye Qian can also judge this through some clues on this young man.
As for Wang Chengcai, Ye Qian just wanted to deceive this young man. Ye Qian actually didn't know if he did.
His current physical body has no fighting ability at all, so he can only rely on his wisdom to get through this time.
Passing the state academic examination is the latest way for him to obtain the imperial decree.
The boy's chewing sound paused, and then the chewing sound became more rapid.
Ye Qian smiled and said: "I have seen all the young people above six years old and below twelve years old in Nanhe Village, but you are not there. Anyway, I am bored, let me take a guess. Although your face is smeared with mud, you are careful
If you look at it, your face has very obvious characteristics of people from the bitter cold region of the Northeast, especially your light green pupils. In our Immortal Qin, only people from the bitter cold region of the Northeast have that..."
Over the years, Ye Qian has not been idle. Through the intelligence network of Human Tu Huo Tianzhang, he has learned a lot about some of the customs, customs and clothing customs of the Immortal Qin Continent.
The sound of chewing behind him obviously became quieter, and the smile on Ye Qian's face became even brighter, and he continued: "Although the clothes you are wearing are tattered and dirty, the material is made of silk that can only be used by nobles in the bitter cold land of Northeast China. This kind of silk
Gorgeous and thick, it has a very good thermal insulation effect, but it doesn't give people the slightest sense of elegance and wind. Therefore, it is popular in the bitter cold areas of the Northeast, but is rare here..."
The sound of chewing behind him had completely disappeared, and Ye Qian continued: "It has been four years since the Northeast Pass was broken. Most of the bitter cold land in the Northeast has fallen into the hands of the barbarian cavalry. Countless Xianqin nobles have been exterminated and their homes confiscated. The nobles' children who luckily escaped
Because he has no family inheritance, he is not recognized by the court, loses his noble status, and lives among the people..." After a pause, Ye Qian turned around, looked at the tearful young man, and asked: "Which family are you from?
Bloodline?"
The young man shed tears and looked straight at Ye Qian.
Without saying anything, the young man lowered his head and silently continued to chew the meat in his hands. His crystal tears reflected the pale moonlight and kept dripping down his chin into the soil.
Ye Qian sighed slightly, turned around, looked at Cangyue and said: "Then tell me your name. After all, I gave you a lot of food. I don't even know your name. Isn't it a big loss?
Hearing this, Ye Qian's eyes twitched, and the young man's voice was as old and hoarse as a dying person.
Ye Qian smiled and said: "Tong Xuenu, this is not a man's name..."
As he spoke, Ye Qian's expression became strange and his voice became smaller and smaller.
Turning around, Ye Qian stared at the young man in disbelief.
Tong Xuenu swallowed the meat in her mouth and said calmly: "I am not a man at all..."
Her voice was as old and hoarse as before, matching her small face and thin body.
Ordinary people would probably feel sad and sympathize with him if they saw him.
Ye Qian has never seen or heard of too many people who are more miserable than Tong Xuenu. He has been able to practice and seek Taoism along the way. He has very little compassion left, and it all depends on his mood.
Ye Qian was silent for a while and said: "Your family must still have some old memories. Why don't you go to them? Even if you don't have family credentials, tell them something about your family. I think they can tell it clearly."
Tong Xuenu shook her head, said nothing, just lowered her head and ate the meat.
Ye Qian sighed slightly in his heart and asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
Tong Xuenu looked at Ye Qian hesitantly, swallowed the remaining meat in her hand, crawled under another pine tree and imitated Ye Qian in sitting, hugging her knees, Tong Xuenu looked up at the waning moon and said:
"Plan? Does death count? I have always hoped to die. It would be great to die, but my father, mother, brothers and brothers have not avenged their revenge. I dare not go to see them..."
Ye Qian was silent for a long time and said: "Then how do you plan to take revenge?"
Tong Xuenu pressed her lips together, lowered her head for a while, and said: "I don't know, I want to find someone who can avenge me, but I can't find anyone..."
Ye Qian asked: "So you found Wang Chengcai. He is a disciple of the Zhouxue Military Academy. One day he will go to the bitter cold places in the Northeast."
Tong Xuenu shook her head slightly, and said with a slight smile: "I really wanted to find Wang Chengcai, but after observing Nanhe Village for a few days, I gave up. Wang Chengcai is not someone who will agree. In fact, it is my extravagant wish.
I have nothing and know nothing, so who would agree..."