Chapter 26： Martial Arts Examination (please collect and read)

Chapter 26 Martial Arts Examination (Please collect and read)

A few days later.

The Qingshan County Martial Arts Examination in the 24th year of Qing'an has finally arrived.

Unlike the civil examinations, which set up test booths at the market near the county government to take exams, the martial arts examinations are held directly outdoors in the open air.

The location is located in the square in front of the main temple of the Chenghuang Temple on West Street in the county.

On the high platform in front of the main temple, a middle-aged official in a green robe sat in the middle. On both sides were county lieutenants, county magistrates, and envoys from Qingshan County according to their official ranks.

Different official positions, the materials of officials' official robes are also different, which is very easy to distinguish.

On both sides of the square below the stage, there were gentry and wealthy businessmen from Qingshan County sitting in beautiful clothes.

These people cast their eyes on the two to three hundred martial artists standing in the field, with expectations in their eyes.

The poor in literature and the rich in military affairs have been like this since ancient times.

Ordinary wealthy households live frugally and it is easy to support one or two retired scholars, but it is difficult to support a martial artist who has been practicing martial arts since childhood.

Therefore, more than 60% of the nearly 300 martial artists standing in the square at this moment are from gentry and wealthy merchant families.

The remaining 20% ​​are also inextricably connected with them, and most of them are their outer residences and nursing homes.

Only the remaining 20% ​​of martial arts masters were born in poor families.

“What’s the matter?”

“He’s here too?”

At the corner of the square, a case was set up specifically to examine the birthplace and guarantee documents of martial artists.

Behind the desks, sat the soap-robed official whom Wei Tu had seen last time in the county government office.

After the official checked the letters of guarantee piled up on the case one by one, he suddenly saw Wei Tu's name in them.

He looked surprised and turned to the last page of the household registration book in his hand. After comparing Wei Tu's hometown registration and age, he couldn't help but be surprised.

At this time, only half a year had passed since Wei Tu was deregistered last year. Because Wei Tu was the first slave he had seen since he inherited his father's business as a subordinate, he had a deep impression of Wei Tu. .

“It’s not easy to change your life through martial arts competition. I hope he doesn’t die on the martial arts competition stage...”

The subordinate officer in soap robe thought silently.

Every three years, the county government must clean up "hidden households". Newly naturalized people like Wei Tu are one of his achievements.

He does not want Wei Tu to die here.

on the square.

Those who recognized Wei Tu were not only the subordinate official in the soap robe, but also a beautiful woman sitting at the gentry's table.

This beautiful woman is Wei Xin. She is sitting behind Mr. Huang, her eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and she glances at Wei Tu standing in the square.

Even though she had not seen her nephew for a long time after many years, she still recognized Wei Tu from this group of martial artists at a glance due to their blood relationship.

"What is he doing here? Is he trying to take the martial arts exam? He is indeed much stronger than he was three years ago..."

“But among this group of martial artists, he is very ordinary. Maybe he is not as powerful as Yuan Shan..."

Wei Xin was in a complicated mood.

She hopes that Wei Tu will stand out among the martial arts masters and can help her as a family member in the future, but she also intuitively thinks that Wei Tu is not good enough, and her nephew is not good enough.

In more than three years, Wei Tu only learned some superficial health-preserving skills. No matter what, he could not compare with martial arts masters from rich families.

These martial arts masters who come from wealthy families and have practiced martial arts since childhood have always had meat, and are taught by famous teachers, and from time to time they also have medicinal meals to nourish their bodies...

How does Mudleg compare with them?

There is no comparison at all!

…

soon.

Gongs and drums sounded in unison.

The martial arts examination begins.

Weitu took the number plate marked "Bing Thirteen" and waited in the crowd.

Compared with the government examination and the Taoist examination, the county martial arts examination is the simplest, with only five examinations.

They are respectively skills and bravery, infantry shooting, horse shooting, competition, and the final military strategy.

Among them, skill and bravery can be subdivided into lifting stones, drawing strong bows, and dancing with swords.

“Team C enters the queue.”

Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, and the military attache in charge of the assessment gave a loud shout.

Hearing these words, Wei Tu gathered his mood and followed the martial arts masters in the front row to enter the room and stood in front of several stone locks of different sizes.    Two hundred catties.

Three hundred catties.

Four hundred catties.

Five hundred catties.

There are four stone locks in total.

In the county martial arts test, the stone lifting test starts with a two hundred kilogram stone lock, which is a strength that is simply difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

“Five hundred kilograms of stone locks!”

Wei Tu focused his attention on the heaviest and largest stone lock. His eyes were solemn and his energy was sinking. He staggered his feet and set up horse stances.

Continue.

He mobilized all his strength, put his right hand on the stone lock, and raised it with all his strength.

The heavy stone lock suddenly rose from the ground, first pausing for half a breath at Wei Tu's knees, then his elbows, and finally it was raised high above his head.

After hanging above his head for four or five breaths, Wei Tu finally couldn't hold on anymore and slowly placed the five hundred kilogram stone lock on the ground with his right arm.

As the five hundred kilograms of stone locks fell to the ground, a slight shaking of the ground could be heard in the entire square, as if an earth dragon turned over.

The entire square fell into a quiet atmosphere, and everyone's eyes focused on Wei Tu at this moment, and they were all surprised.

There is only one person in Qingshan County who can lift a 500-jin stone lock with one arm in the stone-lifting test in decades.

In a hundred years, it only appeared three times.

The martial arts masters from the first three times, without exception, all ranked first in the county martial arts examination.

And... Wei Tu this is the fourth time.

It also means that the person who will win the martial arts championship this year is already destined at this moment.

if only…

“It’s hard!”

After seeing Wei Tu’s clothes, the gentry smiled and made an immediate conclusion.

Wei Tu's clothes were shabby, and his single clothes were starched and turned white. It looked like he was born in a poor family.

Such a martial artist will often fail in the two subjects of horse shooting and military strategy, and thus fail the exam.

Horse shooting requires the support of good horses. Although horses are provided in the county examination, they are often inferior horses.

If you ride a bad horse and shoot, your strength will not be consistent. No matter how good your shooting skills are, it will be difficult to hit the target.

Another military strategy.

This invisible threshold is also high. Without the help of a good teacher, it is not easy to write outstanding articles.

B Thirteen.

“Lift up the stone armor.”

At this time, the examiner in charge of Jushi also announced the results of Wei Tu.

According to the regulations, if you want to get a first-level stone lifting, you need to lift a stone lock of 300 kilograms with one arm, higher than the head, and pause for thirty breaths.

Hold up four hundred kilograms of stone locks with both arms and hang them above your head for twenty breaths.

But Wei Tu was different at this time. He lifted a five hundred kilogram stone lock with one arm and hung it above his head for four breaths. This kind of strength was far beyond the strength of ordinary first-class martial arts masters.

The difference between three hundred catties and five hundred catties per arm is like a chasm.

This is known to everyone.

With one arm weighing 500 kilograms, he is expected to win the title of Juren in the provincial examination.

In other words, Wei Tu at this moment has reached the strength of martial arts in lifting stones.

“Even if it’s hard to get the top spot, if you lift the stone armor, you’ll still be qualified to take the imperial examination…”

“Wei Tu is not very old, only twenty years old? Twenty-two years old?”

“If a famous teacher is hired, he should be able to make up for this shortcoming in horse archery and military strategy in the next exam..."

In the gentleman's table, after seeing Wei Tu's achievements, Wei Xin once again had a complex expression on his face and thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)