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Looking at the back of Li Ang leading the horse away, Pei Jing raised her eyebrows, put down her palm that was patting the railing,

The girl with willow-leaf eyebrows next to her also squinted her eyes and let go of the pasture in her hand.

Is this considered to be set up?

The same thought arose in the hearts of the two of them,

Pei Jing's expression remained unchanged, she flicked her sleeves chicly, and turned to look at the other army horse.

The girl with willow leaf eyebrows, after a brief pause, withdrew her gaze.

The residents of Chang'an in the corridor also noticed the movement in the distance, and many people (especially the noble girls) were filled with righteous indignation: "Who is that person? Why did you rob Mr. Pei Jing's horse? Don't you know that the imperial examination results are very good?" Is it important?"

"Yeah, Mr. Pei Jing's temper is too good, why should I let him?"

Just because he is my young master.

Chai Cuiqiao on the side curled her lips in disdain,

If it wasn't for the inappropriate situation, she still wanted to go over and say something sarcastic,

For example, "Pure passers-by, I hope everyone will be more kind and less malicious, and pay more attention to the works" - she also heard these weird words from Li Ang.

While Chai Cuiqiao was praying silently, Li Ang also took a deep breath, stepped on the horse, patted the bay red horse's cheek, and said in a low voice, "It's up to you!"

"Xi Lv-"

The claret horse neighed spiritually, its four hooves stomped on the ground, and its mane flew violently.

"brush--"

The riders in the front row only felt a gust of wind blowing past their ears, before they had the thought of "something flew past" in their hearts,

The maroon lightning had rushed forward.

Grass splatters, dust flies,

The bay red horse carrying Li Ang galloped and charged, and instantly overtook the horses carrying the young barbarians.

The faces of the young Hu people showed strong resentment and anger, and they subconsciously wanted to kick the horse's belly, pump the horse's body hard, and desperately urged the horsepower,

Suddenly, he saw the cold gazes of those school instructors on the side of the runway.

His body froze suddenly, as if being drenched by ice water, he subconsciously tightened the reins.

Xuegong pays more attention to talent and learning, and pays more attention to character.

Abusing war horses on the field is tantamount to giving up their qualifications—you must know that each of them was barely qualified for the initial test by the Hu Merchant Guild in Chang'an City at an extremely high price.

"So fast!"

The student recommended by the Ministry of War at the front stared at Li Ang as he drove past him, feeling infinite annoyance in his heart.

With Li Ang's half-baked riding posture, he was obviously not a good rider. It was simply that the quality of the bay red horse he was riding was excellent, and he ran wildly voluntarily, sparing no effort.

"Isn't this person bringing in the famous horse raised by the family?

Cheating ah this is!

Where is the referee? Where is the referee? !

Judgment! "

The soldier recommended by the Ministry of War wanted to cry but had no tears, he could only watch Li Ang go all the way and cross the finish line first.

Head. Very dizzy.

Li Ang, who was blown all the way by the strong wind and knocked all the way by the horse's back, got off the horse in a daze, first hugged the exhausted claret horse that was panting heavily,

Leaning on the trunk of the roadside tree again, he shook his head violently to wake himself up.

A school instructor approached, registered Li Ang's grades in the booklet with a smile, and asked him to lead the horse back from the outside of the track.

Li Ang took the rein and didn't rush back to the fence of the pasture. Instead, he picked some dry grass on the ground, pulled it out and picked it out, and while feeding it to the bay red horse, he patted its cheek gratefully, "Thank you, next time." Bring you some clover."

The students around looked sideways at him as he approached with the bay red horse, their eyes were complicated, full of doubts, curiosity, envy, and regret.

No one wants to lead the bay red horse in Li Ang's hand. Although the bay red horse is of excellent quality, it has already exhausted its energy. At least don't expect to run any good results today.

Considering that the other best horses have also been selected, and their first round results are not as good as the bay horse

‘Could it be that this year’s first place in the royal department should be given to that student who doesn’t know how to ride a horse? ! '

Li Ang was too tired to interpret the complicated gazes around him, so he led the horse back to the pasture, put the bay red horse back into the fence,

Song Shaoyuan and Ji Linglang walked over first, while Zhai Yiming and Yang Yu also stepped forward to greet them after a short hesitation.

"Sunrise,"

Song Shaoyuan smiled and hammered Li Ang's shoulder, "This time you are considered famous.

After tonight, maybe the leaders of the several horse racing clubs in Chang'an will invite you to a banquet and explain to them the skills of horse training. "

"Brother Song, stop making fun of me."

My family knew about my family affairs, Li Ang waved his hand with a wry smile, "It's just luck."

"One drink and one peck have their own cause and effect. It's not as simple as good luck."

Ji Linglang smiled slightly. As the daughter of the prefect of Weizhou, she could vaguely guess why the bay red horse worked so hard, but there were outsiders around, so it was inconvenient 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 considered a success. Then go and see what the calculations are like."

Li Ang scratched his head and replied.

He has no hope for archery at all, and he is not a nobleman. He goes out of the city with his friends and partners every few months to hunt in the mountains—playing bows also requires time, money, and energy costs.

Subsequent developments were just as he expected,

The archery project is held on the shooting range, and each candidate has 30 archery opportunities.

Six rounds of short-range targets, six rounds of mid-range targets, six rounds of long-distance targets, and twelve rounds of moving targets that can move along the circular chute, the results are calculated according to the final number of rings.

Li Ang imitated the ergonomic exertion skills in the memory of the foreign world, maintained a standard posture, and barely hit more than half of the targets, which was better than those frail students who were obviously not good at archery.

"Aggression—"

The continuous sound of hitting the target sounded from the side, and Li Ang, who was putting down his bow, looked sideways, and saw the white-robed young man Pei Jing, surrounded by a group of students, slightly pursing his lips, drawing the bow and shooting arrows, and the arrows shot without fail.

There are cheers all around,

"Hey! Well, I hit it, I hit it again!"

"As expected of Mr. Pei Jing, he can even half-pierce an arrow target!"

"It's true, Ping Ming was looking for Bai Yu, but he was not in the stone edge!"

"Twenty-five hits in 30 rounds! Even one hit more than those from the military department. This result should be the first this year, right?"

The archery exam is not like racing against time like imperial exams, the young men around Pei Jing applauded loudly,

Pei Jing, on the other hand, seemed to be accustomed to praise, with a calm smile on her lips, she took off the ring on her finger, handed the bow and arrow to her friend,

Then he turned his head to look at Li Ang, and nodded his chin indiscernibly.

What do you mean? Is it from Xueba's approval?

Li Ang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he heard a cold female voice from behind, "Excuse me, please step aside."

"okay."

Li Ang took the bow and arrow, turned sideways, and saw the girl with willow leaf eyebrows coming over with a short bow and a long bow. The height of the longbow is even higher than hers.

"Such a High Bow"

The restrictions of archery are much looser than those of imperial science. There are enough arrows and bows—there are even bows of different shapes, materials, and number of stones for candidates from all over the world to choose from.

However, there seems to be only the girl with willow eyebrow eyebrows in the audience for a longbow of this height.