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Early next morning.
It was just dawn, and a touch of golden light shone in the east, illuminating the prostrate Yanjing City, spreading the coolness and warmth of autumn into this ancient city.
After Fang Zhengzheng got up, he also ran to Yan Xiu's room.
Yan Xiu had woken up, but his face was not very good. It was still difficult to participate in the hunting at the eastern suburbs hunting ground, so Fang Zhengzheng didn't say anything more.
After saying goodbye to Yan Xiu, Fang Zhengzheng went downstairs directly.
As soon as I walked out of the inn, I saw a figure walking leisurely at the door of the inn. He was wearing a bright red red flame hundred flower armor and a fire lin gun. You didn't need to look closely to know who it was.
"I heard that you are going to participate in this horse racing hunt?" Pingyang raised his head slightly, with a hint of arrogance in his clear eyes.
"Any comments?" Fang Zhengzheng asked casually.
"Are you going to ride on this broken horse?" Pingyang opened his mouth slightly and glanced at the brown horse behind Fang Zhengzheng with some contempt.
Fang Zhengzheng looked back.
Relatively speaking, the appearance and pedigree of my horse are indeed...
A bit worn.
However, the Snow-Taking Dragon Horse was placed in Donglin City by him. The purpose of buying this horse at that time was just for transportation, so he really didn't think too much about it.
"Yes." Fang Zhengzheng said matter-of-factly.
"As a handyman of Pingyang Mansion, your poor horse really damages the majesty of my Pingyang Mansion. If you are willing to beg me, I will lend you my second precious colt." Pingyang also pointed while speaking. Pointing to the jade in the snow next to me...
Of course.
Pingyang was referring to the war horse covered in blue scales behind Xue Zhongyu.
Fang Zhengzheng didn't know him very well, but the horse that Pingyang called the second most precious horse might not be as bad as her Jade in the Snow or the Purple Lightning Oolong Horse of the Ninth Prince Lin Yun, but it would still be good.
"No need." Fang Zhengzheng refused directly without thinking. If he really accepted the horse, it would not mean that he indirectly admitted that he was a handyman of Pingyang Mansion. He would not be fooled even to death.
"Do you really not want it? I heard that the treasure for this hunt was ordered by the emperor himself. It must be very good. Don't you want it?" Pingyang continued to seduce.
"If it's purely a horse competition, even if I ride your horse, I can't compare to yours, right?" Fang Zhengzheng asked rhetorically.
"Of course... In this Yanjing city, if my horse is ranked second, there is no horse that dares to say that it is ranked first!"
"Isn't it even comparable to the Purple Lightning Black Dragon Colt?"
"Of course it can't compare. Zidian Wulongju can only be ranked third at best!" Pingyang said with a proud look on his face.
"Oh? What about number two?"
"Second? Of course it's Sister Yan's Red Flame Snow Xia."
"Nah!" Fang Zhengzheng has never liked swearing, but at this time he couldn't help but curse. Speaking of Chiyan Xuexia, that is his own horse...
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When Ping Yang came to the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs together. The sun has already risen, and the light in the sky is becoming more and more golden, reflecting the golden flags set up around the hunting grounds in the eastern suburbs, shining brightly.
Just as Fang Zhengzheng expected.
At any grand event like this, the scene is extremely lively.
The talented and beauties in armor and costumes complimented each other, and the most talked about topic was, oh, my brother is so majestic and majestic when he rides on this horse. Normally, the other party would be equally shocked in this situation. expression. Alas, brother, you look equally handsome astride this horse!
In addition to admiring the horse astride, they also admired the opponent's armor, the opponent's weapons, and even the bun on the opponent's head.
Fang Zhengzheng has always been loveless towards such compliments.
Fortunately, no one really complimented him. After all, the horse he was riding couldn't really be called a horse. He has sparse brown hair, and two ears that hang down. Except for his eyes that light up when he sees the green grass on the roadside, he has a listless expression at other times.
"Huh? Is this Fang Zhengzheng?"
"I didn't expect that he would also come to participate in this horse racing hunt at the Eastern Suburbs Hunting Ground?"
"I heard that since he appeared once at the Hundred Flowers Cultural Conference, he has never attended a cultural gathering or any other gathering. Why did he come here this time?"
"It should be for the reward from the Holy One, right?"
"Wait a minute, the horse he is riding seems to be... what is it called? Why can't I remember it?"
"Tu Puma! A species that is abundant in Donglin City and feeds on green grass."
"Eat grass? Don't people with better bloodlines generally eat meat? He rode this horse to participate in horse racing hunting. Is this horse very powerful?"
"Isn't it amazing? At the horse market in Donglin City, a handful of them can be worth twenty taels of silver!"
"Hahaha… "
There was a burst of laughter, and then more talented people noticed Fang Zhengzheng, who was walking with Pingyang, and the puma he was riding.
Within a short while, a crowd of people gathered around Fang Zhengzheng.
Seeing such a rare native horse appear at the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs hosted by the Holy Spirit, it really felt like it stood out from the rest.
Fang Zhengzheng looked unconcerned. If horse racing really depends on horses, then why do we need people
Pingyang was also unimpressed. In fact, she was smiling happily now. She was wearing a red flame flower armor, equipped with a fire lin gun, and sitting down with a handsome snow jade.
If you want to say who has the most heroic appearance among the people present, it must be Pingyang.
Therefore, Pingyang was of course willing to stand by Fang Zhengyi's side, and she had always followed Fang Zhengzheng closely. No matter how Fang Zhengyi ran, she would never leave him, and she was like a piece of candy that couldn't be shaken off.
Of course Fang Zhengzheng knew Pingyang's little thoughts, didn't he just want to be a green leaf for her? This kind of thinking is really too superficial.
It must be despised.
After a burst of gongs and drums, the sound of the Holy Emperor's arrival was also heard in the distance. After the Holy Emperor, many princes wearing bright clothes followed.
This is a grand gathering of talents and beauties, and it is also a great opportunity for princes to compete and show off their skills.
Fang Zhengzheng soon discovered the Ninth Prince Lin Yun who was riding a purple electric black dragon horse, and the Prince Lin Tianrong and Duan Xinjue who were also riding tall war horses.
In addition, there were some ministers following the princes, headed by Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping. However, the number was not as large as the previous preliminary examination, only a few dozen.
but. However, the number of generals has more than doubled compared to last time.
There were all kinds of military generals wearing armor, some younger or some older, densely packed. There were a full fifty or sixty people.
If you add in some of the talented men who followed the general, this team would have nearly a hundred people, rushing towards them from afar, raising smoke and dust along the way.
Fang Zhengzheng probably did the math.
Excluding the rows of sergeants holding spears around the Eastern Suburb Hunting Ground, there were about fifty or sixty generals participating in the horse racing hunt at the Eastern Suburb Hunting Ground. There are seven or eight civil servants, and there are at least nearly three hundred talented people who are eager to try.
The scene is nothing short of spectacular.
Fang Zhengzheng knew that there were probably about two hundred people taking part in the imperial examination this time. After all, only those who passed the imperial examination were eligible to participate in the imperial examination.
So, what is certain is that among these three hundred talents, there must be at least a hundred who are fishing in troubled waters.
That's not surprising, after all. This is a grand gathering of talented people and beauties. It is normal for some young men from various prefectures in Yanjing City to come and show off their talents in front of the Holy Master.
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The Holy Driver arrived soon. Today's Holy Master Lin Mubai also took off his dragon robe and wore a golden battle armor with a bright golden dragon cloak on his back. He was riding a red war horse.
Wait until you see Fang Zhengzheng.
Holy Master Lin Mubai was obviously stunned for a moment, his eyes just stopped for five seconds on Tu Biao, who was stepping down from Fang Zhengzheng, and finally shook his head and left.
Of course the other princes also noticed Fang Zhengyi at this time.
"Is this guy Fang Zhengzheng? Why does it look like he's here to see a show?"
"It looks like it's a joke to me."
The two young princes murmured softly. Then, he pulled off the horse's reins, raised his head and held his chest high, and followed the Holy Master Lin Mubai away proudly.
Duan Xinjue looked at Fang Zhengzheng with a sneer on his face.
Prince Lin Tianrong smiled casually. He didn't pay much attention to Fang Zhengyi.
Ninth Prince Lin Yun looked at the expressions of the princes around him and seemed a little apologetic. His horse stiffened and he rode the Purple Lightning Black Dragon Horse to Fang Zhengyi's side.
"Master Fang, do you want to change a horse? I still have a few good horses in my house. If someone sends them over now, I can still catch up with the horse racing and hunting."
"Thank you for your kindness, His Highness the Ninth Prince. My horse may not look like much, but it actually runs very fast." Fang Zhengzheng shook his head.
"I see." Ninth Prince Lin Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally rode away.
When several ministers following the princes saw this scene, they all became a little curious.
"How come the Ninth Prince knows Fang Zhengzheng?"
"not sure."
"I know a little bit about it. I heard that the purple electric black dragon horse that the Ninth Prince is riding seems to be Fang Zhengzheng's trick..."
"From what?!" A shout sounded next to Fang Zhengzheng.
The minister who spoke suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a cold streak had passed down his neck, and he immediately shrank his neck and did not dare to speak any more.
"Hmph!" Pingyang looked at the leaving minister and snorted softly.
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The gate of the hunting ground in the eastern suburbs had already been opened wide. After the Holy Lord Lin Mubai entered first, all the princes and talents also filed in one by one.
Next, the beauty dances.
Women wearing long sleeves showed off their elegant dancing postures, while some maids walked around carrying wine, meat, melons and fruits, distributing them to the ministers and talented people.
Fang Zhengzheng had a separate position because he had the title of fourth-grade swordsman, so he enjoyed it without any ceremony.
"Eat, eat, eat so much, I'll see how you run later!"
"Master Li, why should you care? I think Master Fang is here today just for food, right?"
Several ministers looked at Fang Zhengzheng who was devouring his food, and they suddenly felt a little shameless.
But Zuo Xiang Yu Yiping didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just held the wine glass in his hand and greeted each other with the ministers next to him.
They were both eating, but the difference was immediately apparent.
After the dance.
The scene fell silent, and a minister walked out of the queue. After coughing twice, he loudly announced the rules of the competition.
After the minister finished speaking, it was the customary Holy Instructions.
After everything is completed, registration for the competition officially begins.
Fang Zhengzheng thought that since he was here, he would join in the fun, so he also signed up.
When the minister in charge of registration saw that Fang Zhengzheng had actually signed up, his face was somewhat strange, while the other talents and generals lowered their heads and suppressed laughter.
"Did Fang Zhengyi really sign up?"
"I think he's just here to run with me today, right?"
"The professional escort is none other than Fang Zhengzheng."
"Of course, if he can really win the ranking in the horse racing hunt with that local horse, I will write my name backwards!"
"Writing it backwards doesn't matter. I dare to take off my clothes and run around here naked for two times. Do you dare?"
"Dare, what's wrong with you?"
The talented men and generals laughed while discussing.
Fang Zhengzheng looked around and finally decided to give them this chance, so he picked up a piece of white paper from the case and handed it over.
"Then please write down this bet? There is no evidence for what you say with words, but it is evidence with words."
"Brother Li, do you write?"
"Just write!"
Not long after, several written documents were set up.
Then, several people also realized that something was not right. After all, they had established a written document, but Fang Zhengzheng didn't seem to suffer any losses.
Just when he was about to get back the receipts and add some bets, Fang Zhengzheng had already rushed to the starting point of the competition.
"Forget it, he just wants to save face! Hahaha... Forget about the ranking, it's just luck to not be at the bottom." Several talented people snorted and started laughing again.
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Before the starting point of the competition, Pingyang and Fang Zhengzheng stood side by side, but their momentum was completely different.
The other talents were all smiling, waiting for the gong to sound.
Horse racing hunting, as the name suggests, is of course a test of speed. A good horse and a bad horse may not be able to tell the difference in the battle.
But when comparing speeds, the difference between heaven and earth is too obvious.
The Ninth Prince Lin Yun also arrived at the starting point of the competition, with a bit of excitement on his face. He seemed to be very enthusiastic about horse racing, plus he was riding the purple lightning black dragon colt.
He vowed to finish in the top three today.
As for the first and second...
Ninth Prince Lin Yun thought about it, but the difficulty is not ordinary. If it is the young masters of the aristocratic families in Yanjing City, he has full confidence.
However, the talents participating in the horse racing hunt this time are completely different from before.
They are all from the Great Xia Dynasty and the true elites of the major states. Regardless of their horse skills, even in terms of war horses, they are not inferior to him.
"Boom!" A gong sounded, and the horse racing and hunting competition really began. (To be continued.)