In Zhujiagou, on the side of the sunbathing field, a large group of melon eaters were clapping and applauding. The loudest voice was Gao Xixi. This little fat guy was once kicked in the knee by Li Shan. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have faced Li Shan. His knees hit him.
"Today is not bad." Fang Yizhi, who has always been elegant, nodded and praised: "At least I didn't fall off the horse."
Changsun Chong, who was on the side, was here for the first time. He grinned and said, "It is said that he was picked off by Paulin after we met the day before yesterday?"
"Let's meet half way." Yuchi Baolin chuckled and shouted at the drying field: "Where is the little lady doing embroidery?!"
Li Shan's head was filled with black threads when he heard this. Cheng Chumo on the other side gave him an apologetic look, and the long stick in his hand moved and retracted, causing Li Shan to stretch out the long stick.
Cheng Chumo exerted force on his legs and accelerated his horse. The stick in his hand suddenly came out like a poisonous snake. The head of the stick touched Li Shan's shoulder, knocking him off the horse.
Li Shan was not depressed at all. He was from a well-educated family, not to mention the martial arts. He could gallop quickly, and he could follow the horse and accelerate again in an instant. It was not something that ordinary soldiers could master.
In battle, when cavalry rushes into battle, acceleration, deceleration, and turning can often determine victory, defeat, or life or death.
"Brother Li, there is no need to be discouraged." Yuchi Baolin said loudly: "He won without using force, and he is actually holding a long stick!"
Li Shan was so angry that he threw the long stick he had just picked up. Cheng Chumo was kind, but Yuchi Baolin was a bit...
A few days ago, Yuchi Baolin boasted about fighting with bare hands, and snatched the long stick from Li Shan's hand in two or three strokes, which attracted everyone's admiration, saying that Yuchi Baolin had obtained the true inheritance from his father.
In the battle of Luoyang last year, Li Yuanji was captured by Yuchi Gong empty-handed three times... Well, Li Kai said privately that King Qi was ashamed of this and resented King Qin. This may be one of the reasons why King Qi attached himself to the East Palace.
"At least I didn't fall off the horse. I was knocked down after five encounters." Li Kai comforted: "The progress has been rapid for the past half month... It's just a pity that the good horse is missing."
"Brother Demou, are you praising or derogating?" Li Shan said angrily: "Are these many people here to watch the fun?"
More than half a month ago, Li Shan was discovered by Yuchi Baolin and Cheng Chumo... This guy couldn't use weapons or ride horses, and then he started bullying Li Shan hard.
In fact, Li Shan can use weapons...well, does a scalpel count?
During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, if the children of aristocratic families talked about martial arts, most of them were referring to the martial arts of rushing into battle to kill the enemy. The so-called martial arts of Jianghu had to wait until the Song Dynasty... Starting from the Northern Song Dynasty, it was difficult for the Central Plains Dynasty to organize a large-scale cavalry army.
Therefore, in a flat competition, Li Shan would not suffer due to his height and strength, but in a competition on a horse... this technical difficulty is very high, and it would be difficult for him to compete in seven or eight years, let alone one or two months.
However, Yuchi Baolin's father, Yuchi Gong, and Cheng Chumo's father, Cheng Zhijie, were recognized as good messengers in Prince Qin's palace. Only Qin Qiong could compare with them.
It's normal for Li Shan to be bullied. He couldn't even ride a horse at first... But from that time on, those descendants of the Prince of Qin's Mansion came to visit from time to time, and they always carried horses and sticks.
The one who came more was Yuchi Baolin, who even brought his eleven-year-old brother Yuchi Baoqi... As a result, Li Shan only lasted three rounds under the latter.
Cheng Chumo was kinder and taught Li Shan horse riding and some simple skills. Unfortunately, the time was too short and Li Shan was basically... anyone could bully him.
Turning around angrily, Li Shan saw Changsun Chong in surprise, "Brother Changsun is here too."
Changsun Chong smiled and took the long stick handed by Gao Fuxing, "Brother Li, how about you and I competing?"
"I'm tired today, let's try another day." Li Shan immediately shook his head, "Besides, I don't dare to offend Brother Changsun, a noble son of a noble family."
"My cousin also has good intentions." Gao Xingyi explained with a smile, "Brother Li is not familiar with his skills. He needs to practice regularly to improve."
"That's right, that's right." Fang Yizhi nodded and said, "Who is the scholar who didn't often fall off his horse back then?"
Amidst the instigation, Li Shan looked at Li Kai with a livid face. This was his only hope.
"Uh..." Li Kai hiccupped for a long time before saying, "Brother Li... everyone's words are reasonable..."
Amidst the roar of laughter, Changsun Chong climbed onto the horse with a long stick in hand. Li Shan, with the help of Cheng Chumo, climbed up the high horse in the stirrups, then took the long stick handed by Li Kai and slowly and leisurely Zhu Ma entered the drying area.
"Ten face-to-face meetings?"
"Five interviews are enough!"
It's not that Li Shan is not good at equestrian skills... but he can only do the most basic ones. It's okay to rush the horse forward, but he can't slow down and rein in the horse, so he doesn't dare to speed up for fear of losing control... This means of transportation can't Brakes.
As for steering...at critical moments, Li Shan always turned the steering wheel wrong. On a horse, turning left should be turning the horse's head right.
But Li Shan was determined to pass the exam... no, he passed the exam, even though he didn't have a certificate.
Changsun Chong was in high spirits, accelerated his horse, slowly raised his long stick, and aimed it at Li Shan.
But Li Shan only made the horse move forward in small steps. Before the two horses crossed each other, he suddenly clamped his legs and the horse suddenly accelerated, causing Changsun Chong's long stick to fall into the air.
"Although I am a beginner, I am really smart." Li Kai said with a smile.
Yuchi Baolin didn't say anything, but the others nodded and started to compete immediately. The most important factor in determining the winner was not horse racing, but equestrian skills.
The horse's running speed, acceleration and deceleration can disrupt the opponent's shot timing as much as possible, and will also give you a more suitable shot timing.
But the next moment, everyone couldn't bear to witness it.
Li Shan, who had just been praised, couldn't stop his accelerating horse and almost fell off the horse...
Changsun Chong, who turned the horse's head, was a little at a loss. Li Shan, who was lying on the horse opposite him, couldn't control the horse that was still galloping. The long stick in his hand had long gone.
Amidst the laughter, Gao Xingcheng loudly said: "I guessed it all wrong, it's just a face-to-face encounter!"
Yuchi Baolin retorted: "Maybe I want to seize the straw with my bare hands!"
Hearing this, Changsun Chong laughed so much that he could no longer hold the long stick in his hand.
Cheng Chumo was kind enough to catch up and hold the galloping horse, "Tsk, tsk, this horse is quite docile..."
Li Shan didn't feel embarrassed at all. It was common for him to make a fool of himself when he first started practicing. When he went to the operating table for the first time, he panicked and was called a dog by his instructor.
The group returned to Li's house, where dozens of slaves were roasting sheep. Everyone was sitting and chatting. The fast-talking Gao Xingxing asked for tea, but Changsun Chong declined politely.
This move made Li Shan admire him with admiration. This cuckold king has really good character.
Women from high-ranking families would cook tea to entertain guests, to show their superb tea skills and close relationship. However, if they were given random instructions, they would inevitably be suspected of being regarded as tea servants. Changsun Chong refused, naturally taking this into consideration.
Yuchi Baolin took a bite of the mutton skewers and muttered, "It's a pity that there is no wine."
Li Shan turned his head and pointed at Zhou Zhao, who was enjoying the meal, "I'm so drunk every day, how can I keep the wine?"
"I heard Mr. Zhou mention it a few days ago..." Cheng Chumo said casually: "That wine shop in Changlepo... uh, that's the one that stocks fine wine."
Zhou Zhao said loudly: "It must be a peerless wine, and its strength will go as far as Sanlejing!"
Seeing that everyone was about to make a move, Li Shan frowned and said: "That time you insisted on going to Changlepo, and it caused a big disturbance..."
"Do I have to go to Changlepo to drink?" Zhou Zhao jumped up suddenly and glared angrily.
Li Shan responded calmly, "Although a certain person is good at drinking, he doesn't like liquor. Brother Demou knows that."
Li Kai was also speechless. He remembered that at dusk that day, he, Wang Renbiao, and Li Zhaode came. Li Shan mentioned...it was because Li Dewu was coming to Dongshan Temple that he would go out to avoid them.
