He walked to the weapons rack on one side of the courtyard, glanced at the eighteen weapons, and then pulled out a long stick.
Judging from the appearance of this kid, a fight today is unavoidable, but it’s not necessary with bare hands.
A general is good at attacking shortcomings with his long strength.
"Put the weapons on the shelf as you choose."
As Zhang Shuye said this, he turned around and walked to the field, and said to Wang Zhi and the other three, "You three can come up together."
The two brothers Wang Fu and Wang Gui were about to put down the objects in their arms and prepare to steal the guy, but Wang Zhi raised his hand to stop him, "There is no reason to lead a group of people to beat the master."
"Master teaches disciples, it is a matter of course."
"Agui!" Wang Zhi reached back.
Wang Gui understood, took off the long package from behind and handed it to Wang Zhi.
Wang Zhi unwrapped the long gun and said coldly: "This is the ancestral dragon-patterned gun of my mother's family. It came with my mother's dowry. My mother learned that I wanted to worship Zhang Tianshen as my teacher, so she specially brought it to me. When doing the apprenticeship ceremony, let the master take a look first."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhi pulled apart the cloth, and a rod was covered in silver. The magic weapon with a dragon on it was seen again, shining brightly in the midday sun, stinging people's eyes.
The two brothers Zhang Bofen and Zhang Zhongxiong were stunned on the spot when they saw the gun. The Zhang family is also considered a family of military generals, and they have seen many kinds of sharp weapons, but they have never seen such a magic weapon.
They are also well-informed, and they know that the silver-white gun is not dyed, but is forged from fine iron that has been tempered for thousands of times. After countless times of panning, countless collisions and frictions, the black can be seen to be white, and the color can be seen in the world.
This magical weapon will not rust even after decades of wind and rain. This kind of magical weapon is not uncommon. They have seen it before, but after countless collisions of weapons, there are still not many traces. The all-over dragon pattern on it is still alive, but it's so incredible.
This is a real magic weapon!
The two brothers came to a conclusion.
Zhang Shuye also squinted his eyes and stared at the dragon-patterned gun. The shock and love in his eyes were beyond words. He valued marksmanship the most, so naturally he loved guns even more. However, he still didn't have a really good gun. Therefore, once you see this gun, you can't take it away from your eyes.
However, he is a god-like figure after all. No matter how reluctant he is to let go, he will not let his heart be shaken by external objects. He endures his love and does not look at the gun anymore. He only stares at Wang Zhidao: "Your Majesty's love is unworthy of this family." , you can just leave, and a certain family will no longer hold you accountable, otherwise, I can only ask you out with a stick in my hand."
"Then please ask Master to invite us out." Wang Zhi faced off with a gun, showing no fear.
There was not much talk, and neither of them was talking nonsense.
Wang Zhi was the first to take action, and his spear was like a dragon, heading straight for Tianmen. Zhang Shuye did not dare to use the stick in his hand to catch it forcefully, but used clever force to attack it.
Brothers Wang and Zhang retreated.
The two of them were fighting with each other in this empty courtyard. Wang Zhi had the advantage of the weapon and was able to barely parry. However, he was hit several times with a wooden stick after several moves. If Zhang Shuye was holding a gun instead of a stick, He had already collapsed.
As the two continued to fight, Wang Zhi was beaten on the nose, bruised and swollen but still refused to admit defeat. Zhang Shuye admired in his heart but did not hold back.
Half an hour later…
The door to the temporary residence of the Zhang family was reopened. The two Wang brothers stepped out of the door carrying a soft-bodied species whose life or death was unknown. Then a spear flew out from behind the door and rolled down at the feet of the two brothers. Looking down, they saw it was exactly That magic weapon - the Dragon Pattern Spear.
"Why……"
Wang Fu bowed and picked up the spear, shook his head and sighed.
"Dad, my uncle is also sincere..."
In the courtyard, before the eldest son Zhang Bofen finished speaking, he was defeated by his father's gaze and shrank and said nothing.
The second son, Zhang Zhongxiong, didn't say anything, but he looked a little pity. He didn't know whether it was a pity that someone was beaten so badly, or a pity for the silver-white spear that haunted his heart.
"My lord, in fact, I was careless yesterday. I was only watching the show and did not look at the road before I collided with him. My lord, it is better not to be too serious with a child, so as not to lose your dignity." Zhang Shuye's sequel Lu Shi spoke at the right time, her voice was crisp and gentle.
Zhang Shuye turned to look at his beloved wife. The ferocious look on his face just now disappeared, and he comforted her with a gentle voice: "Madam, there is no need to worry about it. My husband has his own opinion on this matter."
Listening to her beloved's words, Mrs. Lu nodded and said nothing more.
…
Under the shade of a tree by a river somewhere in Bianjing City, three young men were sitting here in a daze. One had a wound on his face, one had a fierce eye, and the other had a sad face. The three of them just looked at the river silently. After a while, There were some small words coming from it.
"Brother Zhi, I want to ask you something."
"Well, Jiro, tell me."
"This matter...can't you tell grandma first?"
"Well...it's okay...but paper can't cover the fire after all."
"Don't worry, I will definitely succeed in my apprenticeship!"
The young man with a bruise on his face threw out the peony with only the remaining branches and leaves in his hand, and looked forward with a determined expression.
When the young man with a sad face heard this, his face seemed to be even more sad.
The one-eyed boy remained silent.
…
In the following days, the residents of Taolin Lane could see such a scene every day: three young men came in the morning and left two at noon. This back and forth was a source of laughter.
…
The weather was particularly good today. The sun was not dry and the spring breeze was just right. Wang Erlang looked up at the sky and couldn't help but stretch again.
As expected, today was another day of beatings.
Wang Zhi greeted the two brothers, and after leaving the palace, he saw a tall and thin figure stumbling into the alley before leaving the Rulin Alley.
Because this person was wearing a white shirt worn by Imperial College students, Wang Erlang took a second look.
This person's head is probably comparable to that of Abacus.
Wang Erlang sneered, and then his eyes widened.
He blinked and looked again, who was this tall man if he wasn't Qin Jiuzhao and Qin Abacus!
Wang Zhi, who saw clearly, rushed to meet him, ran to him and helped up Qin Abacus, who was about to fall, and asked anxiously, "Abacus, what's wrong? What happened?"
Qin Abacus couldn't hold his breath, so he supported Wang Zhi and said intermittently, "Ah... Aba... something big... is not going well... hurry... go to the academy... there are officers and soldiers who want to catch... the fat man and... the scholar..."
Wang Zhi was shocked when he heard this. He didn't bother to ask the reason. He grabbed Qin Abacus's arms, turned over and carried him behind his back, and ran towards the direction of Taixue.
Upon seeing this, the two brothers Wang and Fu only raised a dragon-patterned gun and ran after him.
On the way, Wang Zhicai learned the outline of the matter from Qin Jiuzhao.
It turns out that a few days ago, Taixue College issued an announcement. The general content is that from now on, the selection of scholars in Taixue will not only take the classics, policy theory and poetry as the main examinations, but also include arithmetic, medicine, calligraphy, and painting in addition to law. Subjects such as martial arts, astronomy and geography are taken as elective subjects. Taixue students can be awarded officials by the imperial court if they choose any elective subject and pass the assessment on the premise that the basics of the major subjects are up to standard.
In addition, the announcement also advocates that major subjects should abandon parallel prose and adopt prose examinations...
As soon as this announcement came out, all the students of Imperial College cheered and rushed to spread the news, singing praises to the court and calling the emperor a saint.
Just when all the students were overjoyed to be bathed in the favor of the imperial court, the imperial court took action again...
Early this morning, in a school in the inner building, Chen Xiucai, Fatty Xu, Chen Dong and his classmates and friends, a total of six people, were compiling a dictionary when they were caught by officers and soldiers who suddenly broke in. Before they could wait, they were caught. The other students reacted and were escorted out.
This scene happened to be seen by Qin Abacus, who came from the outer dormitory and wanted to take the credit. When he turned around and thought about it, he knew what had happened. It was not that several people had not expected this scene in private, but they didn't. The thought came so suddenly and violently, leaving no chance for anyone to say anything back.
So Qin Jiuzhao did not dare to go out of the Taixue gate, for fear of being guarded by officers and soldiers, so he climbed out from the place where Wang Zhi led them over the wall. After stumbling many times along the way, he finally ran to the gate of the palace.
Then this is what Wang Zhi saw.
"Do you know where the officers and soldiers came from?"
Wang Zhi carried a tall man over eight feet tall on his back and still knew how to drive, his words did not waver and his eyes were sharp.
Qin Abacus was carried by Wang Zhi all the way, and he regained his composure at this time. After thinking for a moment, he replied: "Looking at the attire, he must be from the Forbidden Army, but I don't know which of the three yamen it is."
In the Song Dynasty, the three yamen of the Forbidden Army were the highest military management agencies. The Privy Council only had the power to send troops, but did not have the power to control the army. There were three departments in charge of the Forbidden Army, namely the Palace Front Division, the Guards and Pro-Army Ma Jun Division, and the Guards and Pro-Army Infantry Division. , collectively known as the three yamen.
And Gao Qiu, Taiwei Gao, is the head of the front department of the palace, with the title of Commander.
Wang Zhi's heart sank when he heard that it was the Forbidden Army. In principle, his father, Wang Zhen, was also a general of the Forbidden Army. He was assigned to the Infantry Division of the Guards and Infantry Division, and his titles were both Yuhou. However, the Infantry Division of the Guards and the Horse Army Division Basically, their troops were scattered throughout the Song Dynasty, and the imperial troops stationed in the capital were basically under the command of the Dianqian Division.
In other words, the scholar and the fat man fell into the hands of Gao Qiu. This old thief specialized in doing some shameful things. How could they not make Wang Zhi worry if they fell into his hands.
It's neither far nor close, and it takes three-quarters of an hour to run back and forth from the imperial palace to the palace. During this time, the scholar and the others may have been sent to the palace prison. After all, this is located at the south gate of the palace city. The Imperial College on Waiyuqian Street is not far from the Dianqiansi in the south gate of the palace.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhi couldn't help but speed up his steps. Once the scholar and the others were escorted into the palace gate, they were really helpless!
On Bianjing Street, a strong young man was running wildly on the road with an eight-foot-tall young man on his back. The speed was faster than a normal adult running with bare hands. The people along the way were stunned and sighed as inhuman.
The journey that originally took at least a quarter and a half to reach was reached by Wang Zhi in less than an hour.
Heading straight to the south gate of the palace, Wang Zhi put Qin Jiuzhao down, looked at each other, and saw two words in each other's eyes.
It’s over!
