It was another bright and sunny day, and the new talents in the government school ushered in their first martial arts exam.
At this moment, the entire martial arts training ground has been cleared. Many scholars, children, and Confucian scholars are sitting around one end of the martial arts training ground, watching dozens of scholars below being arranged to stand in place.
Today's martial arts class was originally not very large, but in the past few days, Fan Tixue has been training like a chicken. He has been training more diligently for these new talents. He actually requires all talents within three years to participate in this class. Second martial arts test.
"Oh, I don't know what Mr. Tixue is going to do. The one-day literary exam turned into two days, which completely destroyed three of my writing brushes. It's better now. I think the martial arts exam is also tiring. Half dead."
"Brother Zu Hai, what you said is too easy, I'm afraid it will break your muscles and bones."
Among the many talents standing in line in the field, Kong Zongzheng and a few people next to him were complaining.
Kong Zong was the kind of person who knew him well, and was extremely kind in his words and deeds. In the past two months at Fu Xue, he got to know all the scholars in Fu Xue.
Song Mu was also standing in the team at the moment, but the expression on his face was much more relaxed.
What happened the day before yesterday has now been deeply buried in Song Mu's heart. However, Fan Tixue felt a little more energetic and felt that Jizhou Fuxue could work harder, which made everyone exhausted.
Today, Song Mu only had to take exams in two subjects, archery and horse riding. The other competitions could only be given up because Song Mu was still injured and could not mobilize his literary power.
"Jing Zhao, please don't be too pushy later. You must have passed the martial arts test this time."
At this time, Kong Zong turned around and spoke to Song Mu, with some words of comfort in his words.
I thought that Song Mu would want to come out on top in this martial arts exam, and maybe he would do something impulsive when the time comes.
Song Mu naturally smiled and nodded after hearing this. In fact, he was still like that, and he never had any strong thoughts about fighting for fame and wealth.
Besides, my physical condition is here now. If I mess up, I will be harmed instead.
"Zu Hai, you don't have to worry about me. You have to work harder today and try to pass the top three exams."
Song Mu smiled and said to Kong Zong, who was also very happy to agree.
Soon Fan Tixue and a group of instructors arrived at the martial arts field, and the atmosphere in the field was even more lively at this moment.
There was no pre-match motivation, only the threat of consequences if the exam failed to meet the standards, which already made the players on the court a little worried and motivated.
Soon the first exam officially began, with the Six Arts of Gentleman and the Two Subjects of Archery and Control naturally at the top.
In fact, it is the simplest form of horseback archery.
Although the Wen Dynasty already had such miraculous things as literary power, the literati below the Jinshi level could not fly to the sky and escape, and the tools for traveling long distances were still horses.
Even in the military formation, there are many heavily armored cavalry, but the horses they use already have some demon blood, making them taller and more powerful.
Song Mu now mounted a large maroon horse. This was a horse raised by the government school and was called a "red-maned horse." It only had a very weak trace of monster blood in its body and was relatively gentle and strong.
The ten scholars mounted their horses one after another at this moment, each holding a longbow in their hands, and took out papers from the pockets on one side.
Of course, Song Mu couldn't use Wen Li, so he could only use a barrel of wooden arrows at this moment.
This is actually a common phenomenon in the military. After all, for a scholar, literary power is also extremely precious. The amount of literary power required to condense arrows purely with literary power is very huge.
When ordinary archers release arrows, they often add the power of literati's poems to achieve killing.
As everyone was getting ready, and with an order from an instructor, everyone spurred their horses forward, looking at the sky in front of them.
Soon, there were several scholars on both sides of the field holding arrow targets in their hands, and they threw them into the air.
Everyone mobilized Wen Li to draw the bow, and Song Mu immediately attached the arrow, with sharp eyes, and shot the arrow directly towards one of the targets.
The wooden arrow penetrated the target directly. Song Mu smiled slightly, and the scholars around him made even greater noises.
I saw them let go one by one, and the arrows turned into light hit the targets directly into ashes, which immediately attracted the cheers of everyone watching on the sidelines.
Song Mu didn't feel anything about this. He just rode his horse forward, and many targets appeared in the sky again, and everyone drew their bows and arrows.
Song Mu was still one step ahead, and two arrows passed through a target at the same time, hitting the bullseye accurately and beautifully.
In the archery test, fifteen arrows are released at the target ten times, and then the scores are calculated based on completion and hit rate.
Song Mu rode his horse back and forth, and fifteen arrows successfully hit the bullseye.
This completes today's exam.
Jumping off the horse, Kong Zong also began to step forward to prepare for the exam. He looked at Song Mu and said with a smile.
"Brother Song, your ability to shoot and control is really brilliant."
Song Mu cupped his hands with a bit of embarrassment on his face.
"Brother Zu Hai is serious. I don't need Wen Li. The arrows are easy to control. It seems that I still took advantage of everyone."
Kong Zong obviously disapproved of this, and Song Mu stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and said,
"Brother Zu Hai, then I will go and rest. It depends on your ability."
"Look!"
Kong Zong confidently mounted his horse, greeted Song Mu, and immediately took out his longbow.
Song Mu smiled and retreated to the other side, then ran to the audience seat next to him.
After saying hello to a few familiar fellow scholars, Song Mu walked forward and finally found Tao Fengming's position among the crowd, and sat down next to him.
"Master, why are you here today?"
This was when Song Mu was just playing, and he accidentally caught a glimpse of Tao Fengming coming here.
"The sun is shining right here, so it's comfortable to bask in the sun."
Tao Fengming said lightly, holding a teapot in his hand and chewing the dried deer meat in his mouth.
With that said, Tao Fengming looked at Song Mu and then spoke again.
"Remember to read your articles in the past few days, so don't slack off."
Song Mu also nodded when he heard this. When he went hunting before, Song Mu took every opportunity to ask questions when he was alone with Tao Fengming. After returning, he became a bit slack.
However, Song Mu has also written several articles in the past few days, and is planning to find a time to go to Tao Fengming for advice.
Tao Fengming's complexion seems to be a bit better now, perhaps because he is recovering well, or perhaps because he does not show any discomfort.
At this moment, there were bursts of exclamations in the field. Kong Zong and the others were hitting the targets one by one with Wenli arrows, and the children and Confucian scholars kept cheering as they watched.
For them, this is the most interesting activity they can see while studying hard in the government school.
Song Mu glanced at Xie Jiaguo, who was standing in front and cheering, and immediately looked away, then turned to look at Tao Fengming next to him, and spoke softly.
"Master, next month is the first lunar month, do you have somewhere to go?"
Tao Fengming paused and looked over. Song Mu immediately understood and said with a smile.
"Master, if you don't mind, please come back to Shiyang County with me. This way you can test more of my articles."
Tao Fengming watched Song Mu think for a moment, exhaled, and then said lightly.
"I don't like to be disturbed by others."
"No one will bother you."
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