Zhu Cheng stroked the horse's hair and said to the horse: "Darhuang, Dahuang, this time I won the championship, it's all up to you. You have to be successful."

Dahuang is the name Zhu Cheng gave to this yellow-fat horse. Zhu Youjian laughed at Zhu Cheng for his lack of literary talent for this name more than once. However, because the yellow-fat horse did not object, he came as soon as he called Dahuang, so the name was settled.

The yellow-fat horse "王" neighed a long time, as if saying, look at me.

Zhu Cheng rode on the horse, and with his legs clamped his abdomen, the yellow-fat horse ran away.

This time, it was a mobile shooting. The target was placed on the track. There was a horizontal line at fifty steps, one hundred steps and one hundred and fifty steps away from the target. The candidates were required to shoot on each horizontal line once to test the candidates' ability to ride and shoot.

The yellow-fat horse's four hooves were blowing, and it ran towards the target. As soon as the first horizontal line, Zhu Cheng pulled the reins, and the yellow-fat horse slowed down. He rode on the horse, held the gun with both hands, aimed at the target and fired a gun.

With a loud "bang", the yellow horse was shocked, "王" looked up to the sky and neighed, and the man stood up. Zhu Cheng was not careful and was overturned to the ground. Fortunately, Zhu Cheng exercised frequently, but although he fell violently, he did not hurt his muscles.

It turned out that the people in the western imperial village of Jingxi took good care of the yellow horses and were usually kept in the quietest stable in the imperial village. Today, when the yellow horses were led to the examination room, the yellow horses naturally heard the sounds of firecrackers and muskets, but they were far away and didn't think anything special. But the terrible explosion sounded just now on him, so he was so scared that he was still pissed. This was still a yellow horse, and he had to be shocked if he had to change to an ordinary horse.

Zhu Cheng lay on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. Zhu Youjian was worried about Zhu Cheng. He jumped in despite the obstruction of his followers and rushed forward to help Zhu Cheng up.

Zhu Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "A Jian, don't worry, I'm fine."

Seeing Zhu Cheng's face was filled with pain, Zhu Youjian burst into tears and said, "Brother Cheng, why don't we stop taking the exam and go back and rest."

Zhu Cheng took a breath and said, "I have nothing. I'm not a big deal today. I didn't expect that this horse had never heard of the guns. I suddenly heard the loud noise and was shocked."

Zhu Cheng reluctantly stood up, and the yellow-fat horse stopped neighing and ran around, but the muscles on his body were still trembling, obviously in a state of terror.

The guards and the recorder rushed over. The guards came to invite Zhu Youjian out. They saw Zhu Youjian wearing a python robe and were more polite in their words.

Seeing that Zhu Cheng had returned to normal, Zhu Youjian obediently went out to avoid affecting his exam. However, this time he walked on the door and did not climb over the guardrail again.

The recorder asked: "Zhu Cheng, can you still take the exam?"

Zhu Cheng nodded, but did not turn over the horse immediately. He was lucky just now, and he only suffered a skin injury and fell down again. He might not have such good luck. It seems that the horses in the imperial village should be familiar with the sound of muskets as soon as possible. In Zhu Cheng's heart, the ten thousand elite soldiers he trained were all firearms troops, and the weapons he used were muskets and cannons. If the horses could not listen to the sound of explosions and fought, the enemy would not be injured, and his cavalry and chariots would be overturned, which would be funny.

However, that's a later story. Let's not mention it for now. The key is what to do now? I can't tell the examiner that my horse can't listen to the sound of a musket, so I'll let me train for three to five months before taking the exam. Oh, why is the horse's ears so flexible? It would be great if it was deaf. If it's deaf, there is a way, just find something to plug its ears.

Zhu Cheng's clothes were thin, so of course he could not pull a piece of cloth off his body, otherwise he would become a crazier. He turned over and rode to his cheerleaders, and said to Wang Chengen: "Hurry, give me some cotton."

Wang Chengen was cleaning up the three dirty quilts without tears. This was the best silk and the best cotton carefully made quilts, which were destroyed. However, Zhu Cheng's musket was really powerful and actually shot through two quilts. Originally, Zhu Cheng wanted Wang Chengen and Cao Huachun to arrange the quilt behind the new target, but Wang Chengen refused to hand over the quilt on the grounds that there was a gable behind the target and there would be no incident of stray bullets hurting people.

Hearing Zhu Cheng's request, Wang Chengen developed the mentality of destroying the jar. Anyway, it would be broken, so it would be a little more thorough. He pulled out a corner of the quilt, pulled off a large ball of cotton from it, and handed it to Zhu Cheng.

Zhu Cheng divided the cotton into two and stuffed it into the horse's ears. The yellow-fat horse's ears were stuffed into such a large ball of foreign objects for the first time. He felt very uncomfortable and kept shaking his head, wanting to throw the cotton out.

Zhu Cheng gently touched the horse's head to soothe the yellow-fat horse. The yellow-fat horse is a good horse in the BMW and is very humane. When he felt Zhu Cheng's comfort, he calmed down.

Zhu Cheng took the reins, turned the horse's head, clamped his legs with his belly, and the yellow-fat horse ran towards the target again. When he ran to the first line, Zhu Cheng took the reins, raised the gun with both hands, aimed at the target, and fired a gun.

With a loud "bang", the horses shivered one by one, and it was obvious that it heard the sound of guns. However, the explosion was blocked by heavy cotton, and the volume was reduced a lot, and the horse was not scared.

Zhu Cheng was overjoyed. It seemed that this method had worked. If I had known it, I would have blocked the horse's ears first, and I wouldn't have to fall in vain.

Zhu Cheng rode his horse forward, reached the second horizontal line, and fired another gun. Then, he ran to the third horizontal line and fired the third gun. After the three guns, he turned his horse's head, ran back to the examiner's office, turned over and dismounted, and said, "Candidate Zhu Cheng, riding and shooting, please check the examiner."

The guard pulled up the target and carried it to the examiner. The recorder carefully checked the bullet holes and reported loudly: "Candidate Zhu Cheng shot four guns, and all four guns were hit, one gun had ten rings, one gun had eight rings, and two guns had seven rings."

The audience listened to the recorder's report on the results calmly. When they heard this, the audience burst into thunderous applause. Zhu Cheng was indeed amazing. After falling off the horse, he insisted on taking the exam, but the gun did not leave the target, which greatly educated many people with weak perseverance.

Seeing that Zhu Cheng was so well-equipped, the candidates behind him also worked hard. Unfortunately, riding and shooting skills were not something that could be achieved quickly with ambition. The one with the results was Wu Xiang. He scored three arrows, including nine rings, eight rings, and seven rings.

Zhang Jiyuan discussed with the deputy examiner for a long time and finally decided to score a shooting score, first place Wu Xiang and second place Zhu Cheng. The reason is that it is impossible to tell whether Zhu Cheng's ten rings were shot for the first time or the second time, so these ten rings were not included. The combined fixed-point shooting and riding shooting scores were Wu Xiang 54 rings and Zhu Cheng 52 rings, so Wu Xiang became the first place.

Zhu Cheng shook his head. He was not surprised by this score. Fortunately, he did not take riding skills when riding and shooting, otherwise he would have been beaten down just by falling off the horse.

The third item is riding.

Riding is divided into two events: race and obstacle course. Both races are very similar, both of which are winners by reaching the finish line as fast as possible. Racing is about riding around the school ground for three weeks, while obstacle courses are arranged in many obstacles along the way.

There are many candidates, and although the school venue is large, it is impossible to let all candidates run together, so the exam is organized into a round-robin round-robin competition.

Zhu Cheng did not appear first this time. While watching the game, he stroked the yellow-fat horse and established a relationship with the yellow-fat horse. The yellow-fat horse was full of arrogance. When he saw other horses running, he was anxious, and stepped on the ground with four hooves and breathed violently.

Zhu Cheng took off the cotton from Ma's ears, patted Ma's body, and said, "Darhuang, don't worry, we will be on the court later. You have to rest well, otherwise you will be embarrassed if you lose."

When Huang Biaoma heard Zhu Cheng's words, he seemed to understand something and became quiet.

Zhu Cheng looked at the field again and was almost laughing. One of the players in the field didn't seem to understand the rules of the competition. They hid in the pedal, put their hands on the other side, and stood on the saddle again. If he had good skills, it would be fine, but when he stood on the saddle, he did not stand firm and fell to the ground. He hurriedly climbed up the horse and continued to move forward, but this fall, he had been hiding a lot of time and got the last one. If he didn't commit suicide, he wouldn't die.

After this round, it was Zhu Cheng's turn.

Zhu Cheng turned over the horse and walked slowly to the starting point. The examiner fired a gun into the sky, sending a signal to start. Zhu Cheng clamped the horse's belly with his legs, shook the reins with his hands, and the yellow-fat horse rushed out. It was so suffocated that it could hardly bear it. Seeing that the owner asked him to run, he pulled out Huan.

Zhu Cheng held a horse whip in his hand, but he saw the yellow-fat horse running fast, and he was reluctant to whip it. The knight next to him kept whipping the horse, hitting the horse's butt bloodied. But no matter how hard he beat it, it was impossible to beat an ordinary horse into a BMW. He could only watch Zhu Cheng lead his horse and rushed to the finish line.

After three rounds of rematch, Zhu Cheng won the first place by half a horse head ahead of Wu Xiang.

Zhu Cheng was a little surprised. Wu Xiang weighed 285 kilograms, and what horse could carry him so fast.

Wu Xiang jumped off the horse, and Zhu Cheng looked at his horse and almost laughed. It turned out that Wu Xiang's horse was almost riding into a camel by him. The horse's waist was a little collapsed, and the saddle squeezed the flesh on his waist to both sides, like a double-medular camel.

Wu Xiang heard Zhu Cheng’s unrestrained laughter and glared at him, saying, “Zhu Cheng, don’t be proud, let’s see how grandpa beats you in the obstacle course later.”

Zhu Cheng pointed at Wu Xiang's mount, smiled and reminded: "Wu Xiang, you should be careful, your camel waist is a little bit slumped. Be careful when you jump over obstacles."

When Wu Xiang heard Zhu Cheng's ridicule, he was shocked and angry. He was shocked that although his horse ran fast, he did not have strong ability to jump. He was angry that Zhu Cheng ridiculed himself for his thick flesh and heavy body.

Wu Xiang was about to retort. When he heard the recorder announce the start of the obstacle race, he left a word, waiting, and hurried to the competition.

Zhang Jiyuan is a sixth-rank general. He is accustomed to riding a good horse, but accidentally increased the difficulty of the obstacle. This time, many poor candidates have suffered. They spent all their family property and bought a slow horse. They either were frightened by the obstacle or jumped over the obstacle, but were cut through the horse's belly by the sharp obstacle and died tragically behind the obstacle.

In this round, at least half of the candidates were beaten.

Zhu Cheng ran first without any suspense. Wu Xiang was covered in fat, and the horse actually carried him over the high obstacle, but the speed was a little slower and he ran to third place.

Zhang Jiyuan discussed with the deputy examiners again and prepared to announce the ranking of today's exam.

Wu Xiang had a long time to calculate, and raised the stone lock and slightly inferior to Zhu Cheng. He shot and defeated Zhu Cheng once, and lost to Zhu Cheng again with one win or two losses. If nothing unexpected happens, Wu Jieyuan, a bachelor's degree, should have lost his fate.

Wu Xiang is from Liaodong. He has joined the army and is a lower-level military officer. This time he took leave and went to the capital to participate in the rural examination. He has already boasted that Haikou is going to win the first place in the martial arts. Now seeing Zhu Cheng gently take away Jie Yuan, who should belong to him, he was dissatisfied and shouted: "The martial arts should win the martial arts competition. What is the ability to raise the stone lock? Can the enemy stand there and let you cut it? When I was killing Jiannu in Liaodong, that kid was still sipping, and I was dissatisfied with him as the champion!"

The audience was watching the excitement. At the beginning, the stone lock was lifted, and the shooting was very boring. Some people wanted to doze off. Later, the riding and horse racing finally became more intense. Unfortunately, the time was too short and many people were not satisfied. Now, seeing the candidates causing trouble, their interest increased greatly, and they all shook their flags and shouted.

Zhu Youjian's face turned pale. Wu Xiang's purpose was very clear, which was to compete with Zhu Cheng. But Zhu Cheng was young and weak, how could he beat Wu Xiang, who had rich experience and great strength?

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