Chapter 667: Merit from Heaven
Chapter 667: Merit from Heaven
The Beiting envoy's action was like a ladle floating in a water jar, which was pressed down before it could even rise up, without even a splash of water.
The meaning in the middle is self-evident.
Light cloud and wind.
A huge face-boost!
If the Holy Emperor is happy, will the rewards be less during the New Year?
What is hard to come by but easy to lose is time; when time comes, it cannot be reversed - chance.
Outsiders all say "carrying a spear to the frontier is not as good as the Yulin Army", but the family knows their own business. It is really hard to make achievements in the Yulin Army. In the summer, you fight mosquitoes and in the winter, you have frost and snow. You can't rely on connections, you can't become a master, and you have to rely on your qualifications to endure the hardships.
Maybe before he gets the qualifications, his old man will die first, and then he will return to inherit the title, just to look good on the surface.
Meng Qiang went to Liangqu at night for two purposes.
First, meet Liang Qu, test his quality, and after confirming that he is correct, take him to the Tianyu Guard to meet him. Everyone can get to know each other and make appropriate arrangements for tactics against the enemy.
King against king, against general.
The youngest must face the youngest, and there must be no accidents.
To win, you must win beautifully and cleanly.
Nine wins in nine games has a completely different meaning from eight wins or seven wins.
No way.
There is nothing much to say. The capable ones are promoted and the mediocre ones are demoted. They are immediately replaced by the Tianyu Guards. When Beiting asked about it, Liang Qu was asked to claim illness and not go out, and to hang up the banner of exemption from battle.
Second, make friends.
More friends mean more roads; more enemies mean more walls.
Even though the fight was ordinary, it did not prevent Liang Qu from reaching a higher level of cultivation, and his future is promising.
The eighteen-year-old tiger hunter became famous, and before early summer, everyone in the world knew about it.
Who among the nobles in the capital city wouldn't want to invite Liang Qu to their home to have a chat and get to know their boy?
Ji'an Hou and the others have been bragging in recent days.
"Nine out of ten Beiting geniuses can break the wolf smoke and go hunting tigers, but that was summer, more than half a year has passed, and now he has already turned twenty. Beiting is not stupid, he will definitely take advantage of his age and ask to compete with people of the same age group.
The people we can send out are generally under the age of 23 or 24. There are people like this in the Tianyu Guards of the entire Imperial City, so we can still find a few of them, all of whom are candidates for you."
"Why twenty-three, twenty-four?"
Liang Qu was puzzled.
How come there are both zeros and integers?
"I guessed it." Meng Qiang explained, "I said before that the other side chose the time carefully, just to destroy our morale. The New Year's Day at the end of January and the first round of the martial arts examination at the beginning of March, there is only a month in between. It just so happens that our martial arts examination selects the 28 constellations of wolf smoke, and the martial arts examination is not only judged by success or failure, but also by scores."
"Fraction?"
"Liang Hengwei doesn't know?"
"I was born in a poor family and had to struggle to survive when I was young. After that, I entered the martial arts world and was appointed as the eighth-rank Habaek by your majesty, so I don't know much about the content of the martial arts examination."
"There is no difference between heroes and their sons. Sir Liang was born and raised in Dashun, which is the best possible origin."
Liang Qu felt respect.
From the brief half-minute conversation, it was clear that Commander Meng was very motivated. No wonder he was still able to become a captain in the Yulin Army, which was filled with so many experts.
"I have been enlightened. Commander Meng, please continue."
"The Dashun Martial Arts Examination only accepts those under 30 years old. It is divided into five major events: strength, skills, archery, strategy, and fighting. The scores of each event have different weights. Finally, the comprehensive score is used to rank the candidates. There is a three-year limit, and there is an additional age ratio bonus.
For example, in a fighting event, a 27-year-old may not be able to beat a 30-year-old, but in the end he may still be able to surpass his opponent by relying on age points.
Twenty-four against thirty, with a higher bonus point. The Sea Yaksha you dealt with in Huangzhou actually won only a few games against the opponent, and he relied on the triple age bonus points to overtake.
The other party wants to appear fair in name only, but also wants to seize the advantage, so they will inevitably make such a request. "
Liang Qu nodded.
reasonable.
Since Beiting was jumping in the face, he would naturally jump bigger.
The excuse is to defeat you using your rules and maximize profits.
Talked for half a day.
Meng Qiang felt dry in the mouth, so he took a sip of tea.
"What do you think, Lieutenant Liang Heng?"
Liang Qu thought about it for a while and felt that it was no big problem.
The Beiting envoy did not jump, and everything was peaceful. He quietly blended into the ranks of officials and finished his job.
Jumped.
Not afraid either.
Just fight.
"What arrangements does Commander Meng have in mind?"
"It's New Year's Eve the day after tomorrow, so it's better to get up early rather than late. It's too late today, so tomorrow morning at 7 pm, we will meet at the Yulin Army's drill ground in the north of the city. I will take you to compete with several candidates to get a feel for them.
Don't say anything that looks down on you. If this is accomplished, it is not just you who will be credited. If this is not accomplished, it is not just you who will suffer. "
"it is good!"
Meng Qiang drank the tea, said goodbye and left.
On the Jishuitan, human figures float across the water.
Liang Qu looked out from afar.
I hadn't noticed where Meng Qiang came from before, but now looking at it again, it seems that he boarded a pleasure boat somewhere?
Xu Zishuai put down the grilled fish and said, "Ah Shui, what's going on? Are the Yulin Army here to arrest people?"
"Not much difference. When you sit at home, the merit comes from heaven."
Liang Qu was happy.
……
January 27th.
early morning.
Covered with mist.
The door plaque engraved with the words "Liang Zhai" was wiped off the water mist and hung high above the door beam.
Long Yao counted out two pieces of silver and gave them as rewards to the workers who hung the plaques, causing the craftsmen to shout "fairy".
It's been a while since Li Chenshang.
Liang Qu was in no hurry to go to the martial arts arena. He put on his clothes, took Yuan Mu and Fu Bo with him, walked out of the door, and headed towards the east of the palace.
The eaves are endless, the streets and alleys are crowded with people, red lanterns are hung everywhere, and the atmosphere is full of joy. Walking on the road, you will be infected by the atmosphere and not feel the cold.
The emperor put down his pen and took a holiday on the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, and all officials in the imperial capital took a day off.
As a result, the second generation that we usually see is much less and nowhere to be seen.
All the old men were on vacation at home, so the sons of noble families could not go out and fool around, so they had to stay at home and study and practice martial arts.
Royal horse supervisor.
The law.
The groom led out Chishan, who was covered in blood, held him in his hands, and respectfully handed him the reins.
The majestic and broad chest was covered with dense scales, which shone with silver light as the horse's hooves rose and fell. The red horse raised its head and exhaled long breath, as if it was swallowing clouds and mist, which lasted for a long time.
After several days, Sanpin Chishan advanced one level further!
The mounts of the gods in heaven sneaked down to earth and are no match for ordinary beasts.
Ordinary martial artists would probably find it difficult to deal with this dragon-blood horse!
"A second-grade dragon-blood horse that can cross mountains and rivers. From now on, you can travel by land from Pingyang to the imperial capital. It will probably take less than ten days if you are familiar with the road conditions. You don't need to feed or give water during the journey. It is a true precious celestial horse!"
Ten days!
Liang Qu was secretly shocked.
He knew very well how far it was from the imperial capital to Pingyang.
A journey of just ten days is no different from being separated by two cities at this moment!
"If the second-grade is like this, what about the first-grade and super-grade?"
"From the imperial capital to Nanzhili, if you don't carry heavy things, you have to travel day and night. Five days is enough for a first-grade horse. Only a wolf smoke martial artist can ride it. As for super-grade horses, I don't know much." The groom said an astonishing number, "There are not many super-grade dragon blood horses in the entire imperial capital. Most of them are used for breeding. Ordinary grooms cannot see them. Moreover, since the disappearance of the Jianghuai Dragon King, the court has also had many difficulties in breeding itself. Sometimes they don't see one horse a year and are willing to reward it, which can barely maintain its own number."
"That's it, thank you!"
Throw out the reward.
Liang Qu jumped on his horse, looked in the right direction, and drove Chishan into the pond, heading for the martial arts field in the north of the city.
欻!
Water splashed on the hooves.
The circles and ripples make a line.
The red-blooded horse, wearing the cloud-thunder robe, marched across the river, and all the cruise ships on the river were surprised.
The window of the boat was wide open, and the woman with her hair done up in her hair leaned forward to look into the distance, wondering which handsome boy he was.
At the martial arts arena in the north of the city, many Tianyu Guards looked up one after another and witnessed the red horse galloping across the river.
The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the water was billowing like smoke, just like a ball of blood and fire rolling on the river.
Majestic!
"What a pushy boy."
Someone pouted.
Meng Qiang patted his shoulder and said, "If I were an eighteen-year-old martial arts master, I would also like to be in the limelight. Without saying anything else, I will host a ten-day buffet for him first!"
Everyone laughed.
"We don't want a buffet, we have to ask the commander to treat us to the best restaurant!"
"If that's the case, why not?"
"Even though it hasn't been done, it doesn't stop the commander from treating us first!"
"Yes, let's go and greet them. Don't let people think that we are rude people from the imperial capital."
……
A cold wind blew, and snowflakes bounced off the dry branches.
Meng Qiang cleared out the Yulin Army's drill ground, leaving only the ceremonial guards in the Chen Hall on the first day of the first lunar month.
There are twenty-six people in total.
In terms of age, they exist from twenty-three to forty.
Knowing that Beiting had the intention of making a move, Meng Qiang sent people to find the officials of the Honglu Temple early and inquired about the number of people in the Beiting envoy group.
I stayed there for two days after that, especially during meal times.
Based on this, we could roughly guess which nine people would cause the attack, and specifically arrange the troops based on their age and weapons.
Basically, one person corresponds to two Tianyu Guards, one regular and one candidate, in case of emergencies.
The opponents are of different ages, which is undoubtedly a good calculation, winning by using different age and even gender segments.
good thing.
Wear less and wear more.
It is far worse than nine people winning all nine games.
If one person wins all the games, it can only mean that there is a monster in Dashun, which will make people feel lucky. However, if nine people win all the games, it means that the younger generation has completely crushed them!
The credit is shared equally among everyone.
As for whether there are enough people.
The key link at the age of twenty was made up, and Meng Qiang was not afraid of the rest.
The Tianyu Guards have always selected the best of the best, and the ones in front of them are the cream of the crop.
If all the younger generations from Southern Xinjiang and Northern Court were to come, the Yulin Heavenly Army might be stretched to the limit.
Beiting alone is not enough!
"Liang Heng, let me introduce Hua Qingdu, who is twenty-three years old. He started hunting tigers at the age of twenty-two. His level is similar to yours. He was born with feather bones and is good at shooting. He has three true-level archery techniques, which he has practiced to perfection and seems to have mastered.
He is particularly good at sudden attacks and once defeated a great warrior of the middle level of tiger hunting with one arrow. He is also not bad in close combat. Regardless of realm, his archery ability is the best in the entire Tianyu Guard."
Hua Qingdu is very tall, at least 1.9 meters tall, carrying a huge bow on his back. His shoulders are broad but not burly, and his arm span is particularly prominent, with his hands reaching below his knees!
"Great!"
Liang Qu is sincere.
He has perfected the three arts of archery and is truly gifted.
He is now only practicing the "Falling Star Arrow" and spends most of his time on practicing. He really doesn't have much time to polish his martial arts. He has barely achieved great success, but is far from reaching perfection.
Especially the transformation of dragon tendons and tiger bones into capturing dragons and subduing tigers. As long as the realm does not exceed too much, strength alone is enough.
As a result, Liang Qu became "lazy" and rarely used the time acceleration of the mirage worm. He saved all of it to go to the fairy island to hone his true energy.
This person should be the strongest person under the age of 23 in the Yulin Army, right?
Hua Qingdu looked at the big bow behind Liang Qu and recognized its origin at a glance: "It's Uncle Liu's Yuanmu bow from the Northern Army. I saw it at home two years ago, but it was not so powerful. I guess you raised it. Let's learn archery from each other when there is a chance."
"it is good!"
Continue with the introduction.
"Li Bingzhong, good at spears, twenty-four, at the same level as you, but without martial arts skills..."
Liang Qu did not dare to underestimate him.
He has no martial arts skills, but at the age of 24 he is a martial arts master with extraordinary talent.
"Zhang Shaofan, born with a molten gold tyrant body, a semi-divine body, twenty-three years old, his realm is much higher than yours, he hunted tigers in the lower realm, and buried a magical seed, also a molten gold tyrant body, when he became a great martial artist, he was just twenty-one, he mastered one real boxing technique, and one horizontal training real technique."
The hill moved sideways.
Look up.
Zhang Shaofan is about two meters and two meters tall, with a bronze complexion and a resolute face. He gives off a metallic luster, like a metal sculpture.
"Demigod body?"
Liang Qu looked at Meng Qiang.
Meng Qiang held down Zhang Shaofan's shoulders.
"For those who are born with martial bones, their martial bones will grow as their strength grows, so when fighting, if all other conditions are equal, most of them can suppress the opponent.
However, some martial bones can be cultivated with the help of external forces, and their growth potential is much higher than that of ordinary martial bones. The Rongjin Tyrant Body does not show its power when it is born, and when it is fourteen or fifteen years old, it is still far inferior to ordinary martial bones.
But the advantage is that he can devour all kinds of minerals to strengthen his own martial bone's defense and strength, which can almost be regarded as a magical power. So it is called a semi-divine body."
The armor of a fist and the teeth of a beaver?
Awesome.
Dashun does have many young talents. There are so many masters in the imperial capital.
If Liang Qu hadn't appeared, Beiting wouldn't have won easily even if he had.
"If it weren't for Lieutenant Liang Heng's sudden appearance, Beiting would have taken such a move this year. The one who dealt with that barbarian was probably Shao Fan. I came to you today to discuss everything with the three of you.
Our internal order is that for those under 24 years old, Zhang Shaofan is first, Hua Qingdu is second, and Li Bingzhong is third. If Liang Hengwei wants to enter the arena, you don’t need to defeat Zhang Shaofan, you only need to defeat Hua Qingdu, and we will let you go. If you can’t defeat him…”
Meng Qiang's meaning is straightforward.
This is a matter of Dashun's reputation, and no mistakes can be made.
Taking on this credit and digesting it all by itself would undoubtedly be a huge risk for the Yulin Army, so at least they had to be first internally.
Hua Qingdu took the longbow from behind him, strung it and adjusted the tightness.
Liang Qu raised his hand to stop him.
"No need, just compete with Brother Shaofan, at least you won't be criticized, right?"
"it is good!"
Meng Qiang cheered.
Letting Liang Qu deal with Hua Qingdu is a sign of respect for the eighteen-year-old great martial artist.
It would undoubtedly be better if the other party could take the initiative to deal with Zhang Shaofan.
As he said, there will be no quarrels.
……
Honglu Temple.
The New Year is approaching.
The entire inn was noisy, with all kinds of accents speaking.
There were no less than dozens of envoys from small countries gathered there, all waiting to present gifts and then wait for "increase in rewards".
For ordinary people, the names of many countries are very difficult to pronounce and remember.
Not to mention that a diplomatic delegation would consist of at least a dozen people and at most hundreds of people. When put together, there would be thousands of people. Their daily food, drink, defecation and urination alone would be a huge expense, and a lot of people would have to be specially arranged to carry the manure.
A few days ago, the two delegations cursed at each other over trivial matters in life, and the anger escalated into a group fight.
It started out as a fight between two small countries, but eventually it got out of control and evolved into a large-scale fight involving more than a dozen delegations. Afterwards the Yulin Army came to suppress it.
This really puts the officials of the Honglu Temple in a difficult position.
Inside the Beiting delegation’s residence.
The killing wind shredded the dead branches.
Everyone was sharpening their swords and practicing seriously in preparation for the battle on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
If you have not become a master and have not practiced all the classics, there is a difference between relaxing for three days and persisting in hard practice.
However, there is one person with a different style of painting.
The fat man, who was as tall as a mountain of meat, ate the meat with big mouthfuls, and the golden oil flowing from the whole roasted lamb filled a basin.
"Are all of you from the Naiman tribe so good at eating?"
"Asu, don't bother me!"
(End of this chapter)