The students who were "mugui" were all disgraced, but with excited faces. It was obvious that they had gone wild physically and mentally during this herding, which was far more interesting than sitting in the classroom or sitting in a cave listening to poems and books.
If they hadn't bowed their hands and behaved so kindly and courteously when they met Liangzhi, it would have given people the illusion that they were all free and uninhibited shepherds returning home.
Liang Zhi also bowed in return one by one, and his work of leading Yang Zhen was wasted a lot of time.
"Where do you want to take me?"
Yang Zhen followed Liang Zhi, and continued to turn in this "nine twists and turns". Compared with the unobstructed view from the high place before, at this time Yang Zhen, "just because he was in this mountain", did not bring his own compass, and turned ten times. After a few times, the map in my mind lost its direction, and I couldn't guess where the next destination was.
"Master Shengdou'er! I respect your flying skills and think that you will like your shooting skills. I will take you to the hunting ground of Wulixiang - 'Don't forget to drag', which is Guodu , you can see a lot of teachers and students practicing archery and royal arts, I want to give them the opportunity to learn from each other!"
Yang Zhen was secretly happy that he had finally reached his strengths, so he nodded and pretended to be humble and said: "You are giving me a chance to see the true magic of Guixiang!"
After many twists and turns, we finally arrived at this dusty hunting ground with people cheering and horses barking.
I saw that the field was also lively, surrounded by a circular track for horse racing. There were eight large performance areas inside, each equipped with different equipment: some for archery training, some for physical training, some for fitness training, and some for fitness training. There are queues, skill training, sparring, and equipment training. The facilities are complete and quite complete. It can be said that every inch of the muscles and bones can be exercised.
"Your Majesty, please come to me. Ganedu is a 'fresh old horse' and an 'old student's new horse' are facing off! You, old student Mo Yi, look embarrassed and embarrassed. The new students seem to be proud of themselves, but in fact they are all riding horses. Liang Crazy people are different. This kind of training can make the new students not afraid; the old students will not dare to be arrogant. After a few years, how can we train outstanding talents in the royal arts, who can be relaxed regardless of their skills? Envoy."
Yang Zhen had never seen such a strange competition. He only remembered that when he was learning royal arts, Master Hunxi specially asked him to learn it bit by bit from an 8-year-old "old horse". After several years, , before letting him ride a 2-year-old newly trained pony. He didn't even remember that he had ever fallen. Master Hun Xi was always behind him, protecting him closely and never scolding him for his slow learning progress.
The teaching methods here are really too "wild" and "crash".
"With this kind of teaching method, will the students be injured at all?"
Yang Zhen was very direct and expressed his worries.
"Of course there are many, but our ancestors have excellent medical skills and can cure them all by themselves. This new and old horse-changing teaching method is brought from Beidi by Saha. Because of the cold and harsh conditions in the north, there is not much time to practice it slowly. It is based on hunting. The only skill for survival is to be fast."
As Liangzhi spoke, he gently touched the knee of his left leg, and then said:
"On one occasion, I accidentally fell off my horse and injured my left leg. Fortunately, my ancestors rescued me in time, and I recovered a hundred days later. However, if it rains, I will often have a dull pain here. , so I can often predict celestial phenomena in advance, and my father even thinks that I have learned magical skills, so he keeps sending people here to bring money and gifts!"
"Haha, it's so difficult for you at such a young age, but you don't have any complaints!"
Yang Zhen originally thought that he would say something bad about the school, but he didn't expect that Liang Zhi was so optimistic that he took this injury as an unexpected "skill" he had learned to show off.
“I’ve learned so much, but it’s too late to thank me, so how dare I complain privately!”
He is indeed a student with good conscience and good moral education!
Yang Zhen also had deep respect for this special school and the students they taught.
"Sir, you are here! There is a confrontation going on here. It is a simulated battle between the two countries. It is planned and staged. It is the most beautiful! Let's go closer and take a closer look, okay?"
The two teams practicing royal arts in front of them had just passed by, and the space vacated was just enough for them to enter the eight training grounds inside to continue watching.
"The ones here are training the southerners; the ones on the other side are training the northerners. Five people are assigned to both sides: one to guard the goal, one to hold the chess, and three to practice. After three games, two wins, and the guest goes first. The winner is determined by breaking through the opponent's gate and capturing the defender inside the gate. Burning incense on the sidelines and using up one incense stick is the end of the game. Three sticks..."
"When playing chess, there are six games. The Cao Cao advances side by side, and the Qiu forces push each other. When one becomes an owl, he fights, and the Five Whites call out."
Before Liangzhi could introduce all the rules of the game, Yang Zhen read out the "Liu Yi Chess" trick that Wang Dan's father had taught him.
Although Yang Zhen's chess skills are mediocre, his little "memory" is still not bad. He can recite everything from an early age, and he can scare people by "talking about it".
After hearing this series of formulas, the two chess players on the field were stunned. Along with it, the six students who acted according to their instructions also stood blankly because they lost the "update command". On the spot, everyone turned their eyes to the face of the official with a black belt outside the field.
Among the crowd, the teacher on duty, who had been sitting cross-legged, watching the students on both sides, stood up. Following everyone's gaze, he also turned his attention to Yang Zhen.
"Master Kan! Let me introduce to you, Master Shengdou'er, an official from the Shuqiu Fu family! Master and Master taught me to lead you to inspect our house. You also have good skills, so I will specially Invite your Excellency to come here to discuss with your brothers and sisters, please give me your advice!"
Liangzhi quickly stepped forward and introduced him with a smile.
"This is Master Kan Yukan, who is responsible for our 'mutual attack' practical training."
There was no expression on Master Kan's face, and it was unclear whether he was more respectful than the uninvited "guest" who uttered "faithful words" due to the sudden interruption of the lesson. Still more annoyed and disdainful.
"Polite! Master Shengdou'er! Please give me some advice!"
The two parties completed the ceremony according to the ceremony, approached each other, and looked at each other's faces carefully. It seemed that the two people were almost the same age. Since they met on the "attack" field, this was one of the "battles" unique to young people. The heart, without anyone fanning the flames, will naturally and secretly "ignite" it.
"Master Kan is too modest! I don't dare to take advice seriously. I only have verbal skills. How dare I mention the word 'advice'!"
According to the secular rules, the two of them talked about being humble and secretly competing with each other: to see who looked more "humble" than the other.
First the courtesy, then the soldiers. Everyone is waiting to see the "soldiers" part later.
There were a few children who didn't understand etiquette. They thought that Yang Zhen was really "good for nothing" when he just talked about his abilities. They didn't even wait for the end of these three "modest" conversations, and they were already so proud. It was incredible. They were laughing and whispering to each other below:
"My lord, sir! I am a bad guy who knows how to use his words!"
"That's all. I looked silly and smart, but Senior Brother Liangzhi still praised me so much. What a blow!"
