Planning to marry the third master

Three arrow targets, a horse, and a bow and arrow were quickly prepared. Zhang Huisheng said: "Ten arrows, bullseye!"

Xie Yunxiao nodded, put his quiver on his back, drew his bow, then walked to the horse, quickly got on the horse, kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse started running on the school field.

That confident and fierce aura is something that most people can't match.

In the morning, someone was riding and shooting at the racecourse, attracting many people to watch. As soon as they caught sight of the excitement, they saw the man grabbing three swords from behind. Before he could see how to string them, he saw that the three swords had been shot out, and three of them were hit in the middle. Before the excitement could subside, the man shot three more arrows and hit the bull's-eye again. The racecourse was small, the horse began to turn, and the man began to control the horse again.

"Okay!" Zhang Huisheng and the students shouted.

"Big fire, come and see, which student is this? He really makes us proud." Someone called people to watch the fun, and more and more people came to see it.

At the beginning of the second lap, three arrows were fired again. This time, there were more people and more power. "Okay!" plus applause, there was a feeling of excitement. It was really lively.

The remaining arrow can be easily shot alone.

Xie Yunxiao stopped his horse and everyone could see the person's face clearly, "Who is it? I've never seen him before."

Zhang Huisheng smiled and gave a thumbs up and said, "Young Master is really amazing."

Baili Cheng'an laughed out loud, touched his beard and said modestly: "It's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

Xie Yunxiao returned the bow, arrows and horse to Zhang Huisheng and said, "Thank you."

Zhang Huisheng said: "There are still two months left for the martial arts exam. I wonder how your military skills are?"

Xie Yunxiao said: "I have seen some."

Zhang Huisheng smiled and said: "I see that your martial arts, riding and shooting are good. If your art of war is outstanding, this martial arts test will be no problem. You should hurry up and get familiar with it in the past few months."

Xie Yunxiao nodded, cupped his hands, and said politely: "Thank you."

Baili Chengan said to the many students: "Class, go to class."

There was no excitement, and the students began to disperse. Even just looking at the tail would make them talk about it.

Baili Chengan faced Zhang Huisheng and said, "Instructor Zhang, I still have classes. Can you help me test his art of war again?"

Zhang Huisheng had no classes in the morning and said, "Okay, I'll greet you."

Baili Cheng'an raised his hands to thank him, and then said to Xie Yunxiao: "Follow Coach Zhang, don't make trouble, and don't talk nonsense."

It's like not raising him. If such words spread, the Baili family will be embarrassed.

Xie Yunxiao said calmly: "I am not a three-year-old child."

Baili Chengan frowned and warned, "Don't be rude to Coach Zhang."

"I know."

The boy in front of him was a big man after all, and he looked quite young. Mr. Baili's instructions were too much.

After the people dispersed, Xie Yunxiao helped Zhang Huisheng clean up the venue. In silence, Zhang Huisheng asked: "Why have I never seen you before?"

Xie Yunxiao said: "I was not in Bianjing before."

"Where are you?"

"Going around."

"That's it."

After putting away the horse's arrow feathers, Zhang Huisheng took Xie Yunxiao to his classroom, took out "Wei Liaozi" from the bookshelf, which is one of the seven martial arts books, and said: "Students study all day long, and the weather in my classroom is good outside. , when the weather is bad, they stay indoors, and every time they go indoors, these people become dejected."

Xie Yunxiao opened the book and started to read.

Zhang Huisheng: "What's your name?"

"Baili Jimo."

"Good name."

? This name doesn't sound good to you.

Zhang Huisheng brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them on Xie Yunxiao's desk.

Xie Yunxiao frowned. He didn't like writing the most.

Then Zhang Huisheng said: "Write down the art of war books you have read, and I will sort them out for you."

Xie Yunxiao raised his eyebrows to help him comb it, and said: "Okay." Then he started to pick up the pen and dip it in ink.

If there was any book he read the most, it would be the Art of War. He liked layout.

The first one is "Wu Qi's Art of War" and then "Sun Tzu's Art of War", which takes up a page.

Zhang Huisheng looked at Xie Yunxiao and saw that there were several pieces of military writing written on it. Even if he read this word more, he would still be unable to get past it.

He sat opposite Xie Yunxiao and said as calmly as to a rebellious student: "Officials value literature, and many people say that practicing martial arts is useless. But the country is so big, how can we abandon martial arts just because the officials like what they like? It's such a big country, and it's so important. In prosperous times, if there is no war, you can't forget the war. Although the official family is light on martial arts, the requirements for the martial arts examination are not low at all. No matter how good you are, no matter how many military books you have read, you will not be able to pass the examination with this skill, let alone the imperial court. "

Xie Yunxiao knew that what he said was true, so he said, "Please sort it out for me first."

Zhang Huisheng saw that this man was serious and said, "Okay."

During lunch time, Zhang Huisheng brought a stack of paper to Mr. Baili and said happily: "Talent, this young man knows as much as me, and he has his own opinions. Okay, that's great."

Before Baili Chengan could react, a pile of three-year-old children's words "dog crawling" came into view, and his smile stopped.

Zhang Huisheng said: "This is the first time I have seen this word."

Baili Cheng'an quickly took it and said: "He has been naughty since he was a child. He always laughs at others." He is a teacher. He is the first to teach his own children well. How can he teach others in the future? He is the first to laugh.

Zhang Huisheng said with a smile: "Who doesn't have a naughty child? He is good at everything and can't read anything. That's the only bad thing about him."

Baili Chengan said awkwardly: "He wants to take the martial arts exam himself. I have asked him to practice his calligraphy in the past few months. I think it is not difficult, not difficult."