Chapter 52: If My Generation Doesn't Die, Who Will Die!
The test site of the Wuke Association is not far from Jishuitan, which is in the small school field on the inside of Xuanwu Gate, less than ten miles away.
The small school field was originally the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, in order to hold the martial arts examination, the Ministry of War specially transferred it, temporarily as the candidate's bow and horse examination venue, for the sake of simplicity, the strategy is also in this test.
This standard treatment is very different from the Jinshi examination, and there is a palace examination after the Jinshi examination, which can enter the Forbidden City, but even if the examination is completed, most candidates may not be lucky enough to enter the imperial city to see the face of the sky in their lifetime.
Liangchen was also worried that he would not be able to enter the examination room, and he would not be able to find Xu Xianchun, and he didn't want to have no soldiers guarding outside the school to check the past. Even, there are people selling watermelon stalls and herbal tea at the gate of the school field. Looking at it, it feels like it is outside the driving test center in the future.
Although it feels very familiar, and it is also very convenient for him to find someone, Liangchen always feels that something is wrong, and when he looks at it, he doesn't find anything wrong.
Some martial artists who had just finished the bow horse exam walked out of the school yard together, and then went into the herbal tea shop, nibbling on watermelon while talking to their companions about the exam just now.
The watermelon seller is also shrewd, cutting the watermelon into several slices and selling the slices for money, and the overall price is much more expensive than buying one alone.
In addition to the examination of martial arts officials, it is rare to find a few idlers, and the good ministers also bought a piece of melon and found a bench to sit down at will.
There are more than a dozen martial arts in the tea shop, and most of the accents are from the north, and few are from the south. This is mainly because the Wuke Association will be divided into two Beijings at the same time, not just Beijing. Of course, if the southern martial arts come to Beijing to take the test, it is also possible.
Outside the cool shop, two more candidates had just finished the exam and came out of the school floor sweating profusely. When a person in the tea shop saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Zhang Mingshi, Zhao Shike, how did you two do in the exam?" ”
"It's okay, if you can't get into the top ten, you won't fall off the list." The one who was called Zhang Mingshi was a young man who was not tall, but very sturdy.
Zhao Shike looks very honest, and it is difficult for people to associate him with Wuju people. As soon as the two entered the tea shop, they asked the guy to bring herbal tea and gulp down a bowl.
Someone on the side handed the two watermelons: "You two have practiced solid kung fu, and you will definitely not fall off the list." However, this Wu Kui is afraid that it is Shandong Zhou Hongmo. ”
"Yang Xianlu, I don't think so, Brother Yuan just now was a good shot, and the examiners praised him, I'm afraid it's no less than that Zhou Hongmo, who this martial arts flower will be, it's still unknown."
A Humpty Dumpty smiled and threw the melon skin in his hand into the barrel, then picked up the store's towel and wiped the sweat on his face, and scolded: "I don't know what I think, we are called to take the exam on such a hot day, and it is good if we don't give heat sickness, how can we do well in the exam." ”
"That's it, those people in the military department have the ability to go to the test by themselves." A martial artist named Deng Qilong thought deeply and had a lot of opinions on the arrangement of the military department.
Humpty Dumpty's name is Zhang Dadou, a native of Shanxi, and his family is very rich, but this person is not at ease to be a rich young master, so he has to practice martial arts and take the martial arts test, and the family has no choice but to pay a lot of money to teach him.
This big fight is really competitive, don't look short and fat, but he is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, and he entered the Beijing examination with the second place in Shanxi martial arts.
Xu Xianchun, who also has a good family background, is not as good as Zhang Dadou, if he doesn't sneak out this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in this martial arts exam.
"Okay, I've taken the exam, what's there to complain about, if we can't endure hardship, who else in this world can endure this hardship?"
Zhao Shike smiled and waved his hand, asking the melon seller to send some more melons, he had a treat. Everyone laughed and received Zhao Shike's love.
"Brother Zhao, I love to hear this, if we don't have these martial artists, can the world be peaceful?" Zhang Dadou took the watermelon sent by the melon seller, took a few bites, and then nodded, just now he was just complaining.
"By the way, Brother Yuan, why didn't you speak?"
It was Deng Qilong who was sitting next to Zhang Dadou who spoke, and what he asked was Yuan Jianlong, who Zhang Dadou said just now that the arrow was not missing, and he was expected to compete with Shandong Zhou Hongmo for martial arts.
Yuan Jianlong smiled: "What is there to say, isn't my generation practicing martial arts just to serve the imperial court, and now the imperial court has asked us to take the martial arts entrance examination, give us a chance, what else is there to say." ”
"Brother Yuan, you are expected to win the martial arts with Zhou Hongmo, in terms of skill, I am not as good as you." Zhang Dadou said with admiration.
"What can you do if you fight for Wu Kui? Can you ride a horse and praise the street, or can you drink the Qionglin banquet in the big house? Yuan Jianlong shook his head.
When they heard this, their hearts were hurt. The imperial court is too chilling for their martial arts, and the dignified martial arts examination is set up here in a hurry, and the person who presides over the examination is only a few Lang Zhong of the Ministry of War, which is really aggrieved compared to Wen Jinshi.
After a while, Deng Qilong broke the silence and asked Yuan Jianlong: "By the way, after Brother Yuan wins, where are you going to go?" ”
Yuan Jianlong didn't think about it and said, "I want to go to General Liu Ling." ”
Deng Qilong nodded and said, "General Liu, that's a good place to go, Brother Yuan will definitely be able to make a difference in the future!" ”
When it came to where to go after winning the middle, everyone talked about it again, some said to go to Liaodong, some said to go to Ningsui, some said to go to the southwest, and there were all in the south and the north.
At this time, one of the most martial artists in the tea shop walked up to Yuan Jianlong, arched his hand at him, and said: "Brother Yuan, I am Wu Wenjie of Shaanxi, and I also went to the army to join General Liu Wei, maybe we will have the opportunity to go into battle together to kill the enemy in the future." ”
Yuan was overjoyed when he saw Long, and hurriedly pulled Wu Wenjie to sit down, and the two of them talked about General Liu Ling.
Zhang Dadou patted his head: "Hey, if all of us can win, we will all be in the same year." They Wen Jinshi have the same year friendship, officialdom help, we Wu Jinshi will not talk about help, I hope that in the future there will be a chance to go into battle together to kill the enemy! ”
"Yes, there is a chance to kill the enemy together and kill the majesty of our martial arts!"
All the martial artists are excited, and the acceptance rate in the Wujinshi examination is much higher than that of Wenjinshi, and there are very few who fail to make the list, so if nothing else, the candidates in this tea shop must be Wujinshi in the same year.
Zhao Shike noticed Wei Liangchen, who was mixed in with them but didn't say anything, and couldn't help but ask him curiously: "This little brother is also a martial arts exam?" ”
"Oh, no," Liangchen shook his head hurriedly, "I'm looking for someone." ”
"Looking for whom?"
"Xu Xianchun."
"Oh, it's not his turn yet." Zhao Shike pointed to the east of the school field, "If you look for him, you can see him when you go in the Houchang now." ”
Liangchen hurriedly thanked this person, everyone chatted again, Zhang Dadou said that he wanted to go in to see how the test was in the back, and everyone also had the heart to take a look, so he dispersed with a sigh.
After the group left, the originally lively tea shop suddenly became deserted.
After a long time, Liangchen put down the melon skin in his hand and quietly recalled the names of the people he had heard just now.
Scenes came to his mind:
"Chen Shuai, my generation can't save Shenyang, what are you doing in the past three years!"
"Tong Shuai, the North Camp is over!"
"All dead, all dead, we're all left!"
"People are hanging to the sky, Brother Yuan, Brother Zhao, Zhang, I am one step ahead!"
"What are you in a hurry about, a dwarf melon? To die, to die together! ”
"There's nothing more to say, if my generation doesn't die, who will die!"
"Your Majesty, we did our best!"
"Kill, you have to pull a cushion when you die!"
“……”
In the rain of arrows, one hundred and twenty last generals of the Ming army rushed towards the front without looking back.
None of them survived, they all died, in that place called the Hunhe.
Time is running out.
There are still ten years to Salhu, and twelve years to the Hunhe.