Chapter 172: Martial arts transmission ceremony, rewarded with a sword

Style: Historical Author: KongoWords: 2368Update Time: 24/02/20 10:08:51
Night fell during the discussion, despite the curfew.

But from time to time, loud conversations can be heard from some restaurants and inns.

In the anticipation of countless people, the night cleared, the curfew was lifted, and countless people rushed to Chengtianmen Square.

But they suddenly discovered that there were four sergeants every hundred or so feet on the street, with some Daming Daily newspapers piled around them.

"Dear fellow citizens, except for the top three, the Wuchen martial arts results have been announced in the Daming Daily.

If you want to know more, just buy a copy. After reading it, go to Chengtianmen Square to watch the Chuanlu Ceremony. "

Countless people were stunned and started buying one after another. It was necessary to join in the fun.

After everyone got the newspaper, they found that it was composed of horizontal and vertical grids. On the left side was the name and place of origin, followed by the total score, and then the results of the four exams.

At the end of the newspaper is an explanation of the scoring criteria for the two written examinations of Art of War and Policy Questions. The rules are clear at a glance.

"Ah... 91st place, 72.36 points, just a little bit short... Wuwu, the sky is unfair..."

"There's no me, there's no me, hahaha... There's really no me, which means I've won!"

"It's not me, I also won. How is this possible? My blindly written strategy actually scored 22 points. It's amazing."

"How is it possible that my art of war only scored 30 points in one game? This is absolutely impossible, I don't believe it..."

"Damn it, these two Mongolians, Fierce Tiger and Hu Dawei, are not here either. Is this a trick? This is impossible!"

"You want to die, don't you? Your Majesty has confirmed his name, that is, they are Han people. Now you say they are Mongolians, you are slapping His Majesty in the face."

"I didn't...I didn't mean that, it really wasn't..."



The characteristics of all sentient beings are revealed at this moment, and human nature such as ecstasy, grief and anger, anxiety, gloating, disdain, etc. is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

But even so, these people still did not forget to head towards Chengtianmen, because there will be announced the top three martial arts scholars.

When everyone arrived, there were three wooden walls made overnight on Chengtianmen Square, ten feet long and two feet high.

There are pieces of stuff on each side, dozens of feet apart. Each piece has red paper on the front and back.

The paper is written in regular script. Each character is about the size of an adult's palm, and can be read clearly even from a distance of seven to eight feet.

The wooden wall in the middle is made of golden paper, which is pasted with red paper, and in the center is written "Roster of Top Three Scholars of Wuchen Martial Arts".

That is the golden list that the people call the golden list.

Under the maintenance of the sergeant, although the scene was a little crowded, it was still quiet.

At the Chenzheng moment, after a bell rang, ritual music sounded, and two teams of civil and military officials came out from Chengtian Gate and stood on both sides of the viewing platform, followed by Chongzhen's Luan Jia.

After Chongzhen sat down, the announcer, Sun Chuanting, stood in front of the viewing platform, holding a yellow book.

"In the first year of Chongzhen, Wuchen Wushu was tested on the second day of the second lunar month for all the martial arts students in the world. The first A was awarded the rank of Wu Jinshi, the second Jia was awarded the rank of Wu Jinshi, and the third Jia was awarded the rank of Tongwu Jinshi."

"The 68th place in the top three, Shaanxi Yulin Weiren, Hu Dawei, with a total score of 76.58 points."

As soon as Sun Chuanting finished speaking, a sergeant tore off the last rectangular red paper on the wall to cover the results, revealing the scores of Hu Dawei's four exams.

"10 points for martial arts, 6.82 points for camp formation, 37.26 points for tactics, 22.5 points for strategy, and a total score of 76.58 points."

Looking at Hu Dawei's results, the martial arts students were a little confused. They recognized that his martial arts skills were awesome, but he also got such high scores in the Art of War and Strategy.

Although everyone questioned, no one dared to interrupt during the singing.

Hu Dawei entered the square from another direction and stood in the middle of the square.

"The 67th place in the top three, Gaolong, Luoyang City, Henan, with a total score of 77.12 points!"



"The 17th place in the second class, Guo Yang from Taiyuan, Shanxi, with a total score of 83.19 points!"



"Eighth place in the second division, Yixing, South Zhili, Du Yinxi, 85.21 points."

Du Yinxi, who stood out from the crowd, breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes were filled with endless passion and energy.

Although he has great ambitions, he still has to take the imperial examination under this kind of imperial examination.

With good luck, he would have to work hard for more than ten years or even decades before he could enter the center and his ideas could be implemented.

But this time the rules of martial arts were changed, it was a shortcut. He never thought about the first, first and third place, because the martial arts skills were not up to standard at all.

But he is good at the art of war and strategy, so he should be able to do the top three.

Although he suffered some physical pain, he succeeded.

Exchanging a meal of flesh and blood for seven or eight years of officialdom was a bargain.

He is confident that with his talents and knowledge, he will definitely be put to use.



Sun Chuanting spent less than half an hour reading out the list of second- and third-class players.

The most exciting moment has come.

"Third place in the First Class A class is Wu Tanhua, a native of Changsha, Huguang, Zhang Zaigeng, with a total score of 89.96 points!"

"Second place in the first class, second place in the martial arts list, Xu Yanqi is from Kunshan, South Zhili, with a total score of 91.22 points!"

"The first place in the first class, Wu Zhuangyuan, Wang Laipin, a native of Huaining, South Zhili, with a total score of 93.66 points!"

Sun Chuanting did not show off, and announced the No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 picks in one breath.

After his voice fell, Shang Baojian's eunuch took the seal of the 'Emperor's Treasure' and stamped it at the beginning and end of the list.

As the big seal fell, Sun Chuanting's voice suddenly rose a bit: "If you succeed in the gold medal list, God will bring you martial luck, and the virtuous and handsome men will ascend to the mediocrity. It is appropriate to celebrate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, firecrackers and ritual music sounded.

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"

"Congratulations!"



Countless congratulations rang out, and at this moment, both the people watching the excitement and the martial arts students all shouted.

It took enough time to shout for a cup of tea before the congratulations slowly died down.

Chongzhen stood up and looked at the eighty-eight heroes standing in the field.

"Everyone, you are all heroes selected by the martial arts department. You are all top-notch in terms of martial arts, tactics, and strategies.

But from this moment on, it is also a new journey. You will step into the army and start from scratch.

I hope you and others will think of you, the country, and the country, study hard and practice hard, and protect our country and the Ming Dynasty. "

All the martial arts scholars bowed down in unison, shouting that they would die for His Majesty and the Ming Dynasty.

After leading everyone to stand up, when everyone thought the Chuanlu Ceremony was about to end, Chongzhen whispered: "Bring it up!"

Amid the curiosity of countless people, two sergeants carried a long knife to the auditorium.

"Wang Laipin, you are the first military champion in the Ming Dynasty, which is of historical significance.

So I thought about it and thought I would give you something as a souvenir. Finally, I thought of this big sword. Please try to see if it fits in your hand! "

After Wang Laipin thanked him, he stepped forward and looked at the long knife. He saw that the five-foot-long handle was covered with patterns.

There is a hint of black mixed in between the patterns, and you can vaguely smell a hint of blood.

After looking at it, Wang Laipin held the handle of the knife with both hands and felt his hands heavy. Then he weighed it and found that the knife was one or two pounds heavier than the knife he used.

The next moment, Wang Laipin moved, holding a knife in both hands, dancing like flying. Wherever the knife passed, the wind whizzed.

Keng!

After a set of basic movements, the handle of the long knife fell to the ground, and the bluestone slab instantly split into half, which clearly shows the power of the long knife.

"Good knife!"

Chongzhen was also very satisfied: "Wang Laipin, do you know who the last owner of this sword was?"