Chapter 75 That spring, I cut a pound of peach blossoms (Part 2)

The teachers shook their heads and expressed their unsure of what they meant, so someone became interested in the candidate named Ning Que and took out his two exam papers in the ritual and library subjects in advance. The teaching book was a little curious and wanted to read this. Can the candidates be admitted to the A-level class again? Unexpectedly, they saw two large pieces of waste papers with no flowers. They couldn't help but slapped the tables with annoyedness and passed the test papers to everyone to read. They sighed with regret:

"Who has seen such beautiful and neat papers, and such perfect small calligraphy, but who has ever seen them? But who has ever seen a candidate who can be so ignorant! It must be included in the final! I'm so angry! "

A teacher held the test paper and shook his head and admired it, and said with a smile: "Although what I wrote is nonsense, the small regular script of hairpins is really pleasing to the eye. Just use this hand word to mention him to Ding and others."

"Don't think about it!" The teacher who was most sympathetic to talent said angrily: "A male candidate specializes in writing such beautiful small calligraphy with flowers in hairpins, and his intention is not to be asked! What is he trying to do? He wants to insult us The IQ of these academies teaches is to have bad intentions to challenge the dignity of the academies!"

The simple test skills were raised to the level of IQ and dignity, and naturally these two papers were regarded as garbage and placed at the lowest point of Ding and others.

At this time, Ning Que did not know that his Lishu had been sentenced to death, but he knew very well that these two subjects could not get too good reviews. Now that Le Ke has abandoned the exam, can he pass the admission examination and become a Formal students in the academy, all depends on whether they can get high scores in the second subject of archery and imperial examination, and they must also have the highest score.

There were occasionally horses roaring on the lawn of the academy. The candidates entered the examination room with their license plates and then randomly matched them with the military horses between the fields. The Tang Dynasty was martial, and most candidates did not unexpectedly choose to ride horses instead of driving.

The candidates who were not on the turn stood outside the railing and watched intently, watching some of the candidates galloping and horses erect, watching some of the candidates falling down on the grass, splashing all over their bodies, and watching some of the military horses neighing and jumping, if not Those military captains were busy intercepting them, afraid that the candidate would be kicked and injured - the candidates roughly understood that the imperial examination still had some luck. If you can randomly pick a gentle but healthy war horse, you will naturally pass. The probability is higher, but if you pick a naughty and irritable war horse, it would be considered good if you don't fall down.

Since it is used to ride a ride for the academy entrance examination, the military department has done some combing in advance. Most of the horses look agile and powerful and very disciplined. They stand quietly aside, looking at the green grass under their feet, and the bars. There are no movements that should not be done.

There was a black stallion on the lawn that attracted the attention of all the candidates - a vigilant and uneasy and even terrified look. Three candidates had been lifted off by the irritable wild horse, and a female candidate in a red dress was lifted off the lawn. , the fierce horse actually tried to step on it with its hooves. The scene at that time could be said to be dangerous.

Looking at the female candidates in red who were being helped outside the railing, the candidates who had not yet appeared became extremely ugly. They prayed to Haotian silently, and even began to ask the Buddha secretly, begging not to let themselves meet that harsh oneself. horse.

When the random draw result came out, the candidates waiting to play finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then gave the poor guy sincere sympathy and condolences. There will always be someone who is not lucky, and the hero will always be the protagonist if he is not lucky. This is probably the reason why you can see the rainbow without experiencing the wind and rain, and how you can see the ability without experiencing the fierce horse.

Under the sympathetic gaze, Ning Que slowly walked into the lawn surrounded by wooden railings. His expression was very calm, but he was silently chanting swear words in his heart. The ability to polish on the grassland was naturally not there. After all, he was just thinking about getting high scores in Yukeli. If he had to spend time to train his horse, he was worried that it would be too late.

All the war horses on the lawn were worn, and the black stubborn stallion was no exception, but surprisingly, the black horse leaned on the side of the railing, and no matter how the captain pulled it, he would not move, and stretched out his head to the outside of the railing. Next to the peach tree, I swallowed a few first peaches with my tongue and chewed them, regardless of the inconvenience that it was chewing in my mouth.

The dark horse chews the pink peaches, and sometimes shakes its head and tail, making it look extremely happy, and it looks as if it is too low to get the ball.

The lieutenant who was in charge of the horse wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and had no choice but to spread his hands and said sympathetically to Ning Que who was walking over: "No one knows what happened to this horse today. I feel like a little crazy about the peach blossoms. You Be careful."

After the captain left the slaughter, Ning Que walked to the side of the black horse's neck and reached out to pat its thick neck. The black horse glanced at him impatiently, his eyes full of contempt and dissatisfaction.

Ning Que has hundreds of good methods for how to train a horse, but he must buy time at this time, so he pretended not to see the provocative look of the dark horse at all, and said with a smile: "Big Heizi, be nice to me."

The boy was naive with Dimwo's smile and his tone of speaking was innocent: "Or I'll kill you."

The dark horse suddenly became fearful and uneasy. It didn't know why the boy next to him turned himself into a sad Trojan horse with a casual threat. It just clearly felt an extremely real cold murderous intent, and the long mane on his neck. The hair was shattered by the wind, and the four hooves suddenly became stiff, and the pink and velvety peach blossoms fell from their slightly opened mouths.

War horses cannot understand human words, but they can understand human nature, especially war horses that have been through the battlefield for a long time, can feel what is the real murderous intent and what is the real danger.

Ning Que killed people at the age of four and five and six to six, from Chang'an to Minshan to Weicheng to grassland to Shubi Lake and then back to Chang'an City. I don't know how much blood is spilled out under the knife The head, the wood choppers of the combing Bihu were circling the grasslands, and even the strongest wild horse leader had to surrender when he smelled his smell.

People probably can't feel the danger of Ning Que, but horses can, especially when he says he wants to kill you.

A shocking cry sounded outside the railing. Whether it was the candidates who were preparing to play or the captains who were alert to ensure the safety of the candidates, they all looked shocked and incredible.

On the other side of the lawn, Ning Que was leading the big dark horse slowly towards the starting line. The big dark horse that he had performed extremely stubbornly and irritablely, was as quiet and gentle as a well-trained little maid.

Sangsang, standing on the grass slope in the distance, put a big black umbrella under his buttocks, yawned with his hands, his little mouth, and his little face was full of boredom. She probably only in the world never worried about her own family. The life of the young master.