CHAPTER-15

　　The old man with all white hair stood up straight, with a solemn and dignified look. He was wearing iron armor. Every step he took seemed difficult, but firm.

　　It was General Song mentioned by the students of the academy.

　　"Students of Honglu Academy, cough cough cough... I, Song Qianji, am sorry to bother you. Recently, the southern barbarians and northern barbarians have repeatedly invaded the border, and the Great Chu is eyeing our Daheng. I wish I could go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, but my body is dragging me down. Cough cough... At this time of recruiting people, it is the time for you to join the army and make achievements! Don't let the enemy laugh at our Daheng for having no successors and no young heroes!"

　　The deep voice was a bit weak and forced, which added a bit of sadness to the momentum.

　　Gu Qingci could feel how much the old general wanted to recruit more students.

　　Gu Qingci didn't know what the situation was with martial arts. This declaration did not arouse empathy for her, who had no sense of belonging to the country.

　　"General Song is exaggerating again. There is no war. It is not easy to increase the number of martial arts students at such an old age."

　　"What's the point of going to martial arts school? It's just asking for trouble."

　　"Remember those people last time, they were taken out of the martial arts school in less than three days after entering the martial arts school, tut tut."

　　"The key is that they can't pass the exam even if they work hard, and they are not valued even if they pass. Only fools would go."

　　The people next to Gu Qingci were muttering, which made her understand martial arts a little bit.

　　The court's policies determined many things, emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, emphasizing culture and neglecting military.

　　These people did not go, so they must have big flaws.

　　"Dear students, I am Sun Pengdun, the martial arts instructor. This year's martial arts examination, the outer field martial arts examination, only has three items: horse archery, foot archery, and sword and stone. The inner field literary examination will no longer test policy essays, but only martial arts classics dictation. If you choose a paragraph to dictate correctly and write neatly, you can pass the literary examination. I hope you will sign up and become the pillars of Daheng!"

　　After General Song finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing light armor who looked fierce and majestic raised his voice and spoke loudly.

　　When the people around heard that man say this, there was no change in their expressions on their faces, and they still had the lazy look just now.

　　The few people beside Gu Qingci were also uninterested, even though they were students in Class D who had little hope of passing the literary examination.

　　Wuxue is a school that the court wants to train young officers, so it has set a threshold, and only scholars can enter.

　　However, among the scholars, military officers have yin to support them, and they can become officers without passing the martial arts examination. Most of them will not enter the martial arts school to take the martial arts examination.

　　Many of them were illegitimate sons of military officers or side branches without any influence, which led to uneven personnel inside and a lack of connections.

　　Other civil officials or nobles with titles could not bear the hardship of taking the military examination, which required a lot of training in the sun and wind.

　　There were not many people left who had no hope of becoming a civil scholar and could endure hardships. The difficulty of the examinations of riding, archery, and knives and stones persuaded many people to quit.

　　In addition, even if they passed the military examination, they would not be reused. Martial arts has been a "cold unit" since its inception.

　　Everyone waited for this "mobilization" to end with a dull look on their faces, but Gu Qingci's eyes brightened a little as she listened.

　　Is a military scholar also a scholar?

　　Are the treatments of a military scholar and a civil scholar the same?

　　This question is very important to her!

　　Gu Qingci wanted to ask the people next to her, but the "enrollment mobilization meeting" was over and everyone left.

　　Gu Qingci saw that the few people who had just "promoted" were still standing there, and there was a clerk-like person with a desk in front of him, ready to receive people who registered.

　　Gu Qingci saw that most people around him had left, and no one was going to sign up.

　　He suspected that martial arts was like a roadside plum that no one picked.

　　There was no benefit, no profit, and no one would be willing to go.

　　But Gu Qingci still went over with the attitude of giving it a try.

　　At the registration office where no one was interested, several people saw Gu Qingci coming over, their eyes focused on her, and they smiled.

　　Gu Qingci felt like she had entered a pyramid scheme.

　　"Well, hello, generals! I would like to ask, what is the difference between the treatment of passing the military scholar and the civil scholar?" Gu Qingci bowed to several people and asked directly.

　　"This student, the military scholar is the same as the civil scholar. You can receive one tael of silver and one stone of rice every month. The military scholar can also receive an extra ten kilograms of meat." The middle-aged man who called himself Sun Pengdun just now introduced to Gu Qingci with a silly smile, no longer fierce and serious as before.

　　"The same as the civil scholar? Can the toll be exempted?" Gu Qingci asked immediately after listening.

　　Scholars also give out things. This is the first time Gu Qingci heard that they get an extra salary!

　　"Scholars are exempt from corvée and taxes, and this is naturally the same for martial scholars and literary scholars. This little student, reading and writing are so boring, come to our martial arts school, I will take you to the parade ground every day to play, ride horses, shoot arrows, lift stone locks, and play with swords!" Sun Pengdun continued to say with a simple smile.

　　The students of Honglu Academy who had not left yet couldn't help trembling when they heard what Sun Pengdun said.

　　This coach has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he always tells lies.

　　Everyone knows that some people want to try it, but they were carried out after a few days in.

　　Gu Qingci's eyes brightened a little more, and he was really moved.

　　Martial scholars can also be exempted from taxes!

　　Instead of listening to the old-fashioned teachers talking about incomprehensible classical Chinese, you can achieve the same goal by going to horse racing and archery.

　　It's just too good!

　　It's really fun for Gu Qingci.

　　In the past few days of school, she hasn't ridden the horse she brought from her father-in-law.

　　"What exactly does it take to pass the outdoor martial arts test?" Gu Qingci thought of the specific content of the exam and asked calmly.

　　"Two out of nine hits in horseback archery, three out of nine hits in foot archery, a sword weighing 80 jin can be used to create front and back knives, and a stone lock can be lifted to pass. These are not difficult for Chiwu." Sun Pengdun said.

　　"Excuse me, the written test is about dictation. How long is the dictation? Is it set, or do you choose it yourself?" Gu Qingci had the answer in his mind and asked about the written test again.

　　"For the written test, you can choose to dictate 500 words of martial arts content." Sun Pengdun said.

　　"Ah? 500 words!" Gu Qingci opened his eyes wide in surprise.

　　Gu Qingci had inquired about the exam for the literary scholar. It was about writing poems and articles, and it would take several days.

　　This martial arts scholar only dictated 500 words!

　　"Well, 300 words is fine." Sun Pengdun thought Gu Qingci thought it was too much, so he glanced at the white-haired old general sitting upright. The other party nodded to him secretly, and then he let it go.

　　"300 words!" Gu Qingci was shocked again.

　　"This is already very little. People who come from martial arts can't be illiterate, right?" Sun Pengdun said, afraid that Gu Qingci would complain about it again.

　　"Three hundred words is fine." Gu Qingci looked at the humble martial arts instructor and stopped "lowering the price".

　　This martial arts instructor was too kind.

　　It felt like it was tailor-made for her.

　　"Do you want to sign up? The martial arts school in Minshan City is not far from Honglu Academy, just east of the lake." Sun Pengdun said to Gu Qingci.

　　"I don't want to go to the martial arts school first, can I just sign up for the martial arts exam? After passing the exam, I can go to the martial arts school?" Gu Qingci thought for a while and asked.

　　"Okay, when the martial arts exam comes, you can come and take the exam. I will register for you and give you a floating ticket." Sun Pengdun said, and asked the clerk next to him to write it down quickly, very quickly, for fear that Gu Qingci would regret it.

　　The so-called floating ticket is equivalent to an admission ticket, which has the holder's information, the location and time of the exam, and the seal of the martial arts school.

　　"You can't not go, this is recorded. If you don't go, it will be posted on the bulletin board for a few days." Sun Pengdun said with a smile after giving the things to Gu Qingci.

　　"..." Gu Qingci looked at Sun Pengdun's honest face and twitched her mouth.

　　Okay, she will definitely go anyway. She

　　won't go to the martial arts school for the time being, mainly because her handwriting is not yet well practiced. She

　　needs to spend more time practicing handwriting and prepare for the dictation of the written test.

　　After putting the admission ticket in his sleeve pocket, Gu Qingci and several others said goodbye and went back to the classroom.

　　"Master Sun, the person just now was thin and small. I don't think he has much strength. How can he pass the exam? Why is General Sun so enthusiastic about her?" The recorder asked Sun Pengdun after Gu Qingci left. "

　　Thin people can make up the number. The court sent people to take the martial arts examination this time. If we still have too few students, I'm afraid this martial arts will be withdrawn and cancelled." Sun Pengdun looked around and sighed. He

　　didn't have much hope for Gu Qingci. Anyway, one more is better than no one.

　　"Old General Song, it seems that no one will come for a while. I will help you get on the carriage. You go back first." Sun Pengdun looked at Song Qianji who was still sitting upright and whispered.

　　"The Daheng Dynasty has no successors. They are all cowards who are as timid as rats and flies! It's sad and lamentable!" Song Qianji sat still and said angrily.

　　Just now, when he heard Gu Qingci ask about "welfare benefits", the old general got angry.

　　Seeing that the martial arts school was going to be abolished due to lack of people, she could only bear it.

　　Seeing that Song Qianji was angry, Sun Pengdun quickly said a few nice words to comfort him.

　　On the other side, as soon as Gu Qingci returned to the classroom, someone laughed.

　　"Gu Qingci, you were over there just now, weren't you signing up for the martial arts scholar exam? Can you ride a horse? Can you pull a bow?"

　　Someone came to Gu Qingci and asked with a smile.

　　"Anyway, I can't pass the literary scholar exam, so I'll give it a try." Gu Qingci looked at the person with a smile.

　　Some students around laughed again, and Gu Qingci laughed too.

　　Sun Pengdun had just talked about the content of the exam.

　　Gu Qingci wrote it down.

　　She tried riding a horse, and the horse was much more docile than the mutant animals she rode in the end times.

　　As for archery, if it wasn't mentioned here, Gu Qingci would have almost forgotten it.

　　Another life-saving skill that allowed her to survive in the end times was shooting. She

　　had used bows and arrows and firearms.

　　She hated the smell of zombies, so she specially strengthened her long-range attacks.

　　The only shortcoming of this body is that it doesn't exercise enough, and her physical strength is not good enough.

　　There is still a month left. In addition to preparing for the literary test and finding a section of the martial arts classics to practice, you also need to do strength training.

　　In addition, you have to learn how to use a broadsword.

　　Gu Qingci planned to rush back to Gu's house after school in the afternoon.

　　Ruan Zhi returned to Xiuyi Garden a little later, only to see Gu Qingci wearing a Hu costume that was easy to exercise in the garden of Xiuyi Garden, lifting a stone lock.

　　"..." Ruan Zhi paused.

　　Wondering what Gu Qingci was going to do.

　　Why was he lifting a stone lock?

　　Ruan Zhi went into the room and called Shi Mo to find out the situation, and she couldn't help but frown.

　　Applying for a martial arts scholar?

　　A martial arts scholar is more difficult than a literary scholar in some ways.

　　What on earth is she trying to do?

　　Ruan Zhi pressed her temples and didn't want to care about Gu Qingci. She went to wash up and returned to the room to sit down. Gu Qingci came to find Ruan Zhi.

　　"Madam, can you lend me some silver?" Gu Qingci said to Ruan Zhi a little embarrassedly.

　　"What do you want to borrow the silver for?" Ruan Zhi raised her eyelids and looked at Gu Qingci.

　　"Place a bet. I heard someone opened a bet on whether I could pass the imperial examination. The odds are 100 to 1. If I bet 100 taels of silver, I can get 10,000 taels of silver?" Gu Qingci looked at Ruan Zhi and said.

　　"..." Ruan Zhi didn't say anything.

　　Looking at Gu Qingci's pure black eyes, Ruan Zhi suspected that Gu Qingci was really stupid.