Big Moon Ballad
Chapter 1020 Lottery
Chapter 1020 Lottery
The immortal officials on the altar, and the practitioners on the coast who had given up early, all stared at this scene in a daze.
She got the token.
She was the first to return to shore.
Dongfang Yi looked at the wet wood carving in his hand, raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression, the old man turned his head to look at the altar, and suddenly bent down to salute.
There was commotion on the altar.
Ying Baoyue looked up and found that Zhao Muren, who had been sitting on the throne on the altar, got up and walked to the side of the altar, holding on to the railing and looking at her.
The two looked at each other silently.
The next moment Ying Baoyue seemed to have just realized it and bowed to salute.
"National teacher," Zhao Muren looked away and looked at Dongfang Yi, "You can announce it directly, without asking the widow."
"Yes." Dongfang Yi straightened up.
The Intermediate Ceremony is the same as the Primary Ceremony. Only the results are recorded on the spot, and then the result is announced after the ceremony is over and sent back to the palace for the king to make a decision. However, Zhao Muren’s words directly saved this procedure.
"The former Qin princess wins the moon," Dongfang Yi clenched the wooden carving in her hand, looked at the girl in front of her, and said calmly, "According to the rules, you have achieved the goal of this round."
"You are at the top of the first round of the Intermediate Ranking Ceremony."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
It's one thing to watch Ying Baoyue reach the shore first, but it's another thing to hear the Soochow Master recognize her status on the spot.
Although I have heard about the deeds of this junior female leader in Nanchu before, there are more than one leader who participated in the middle-level ceremony, and countless hidden masters participated. In such a high-level fierce battle, the first It turned out that a woman won the first round.
The practitioners who gave up in advance on the shore were a little bit embarrassed, and the immortal officials on the altar had different expressions.
"Is there something hidden in this?"
"Is something wrong?"
"How can Master Guoshi admit that she is the top of the list without even asking?"
"Chunhua-jun and Zhaohua-jun are not much different from her, right?"
Indeed, it wasn't much different. Li Ji and Ji Jiashu went ashore one after another in less than a breath after Ying Baoyue came ashore.
There was only a slight difference in the master's moves. Li Ji was the second to go ashore, one and a half lengths ahead of Ji Jiashu. In the eyes of practitioners with low borders, the two arrived almost at the same time.
But Li Ji and Ji Jiashu knew who came first. Dongfang Yi was still checking the token in Ying Baoyue's hand after landing. Stand behind you.
Dongfang Yi announced the results of Ying Baoyue before looking at her adopted son.
"Deputy Qian, these two old men want to avoid suspicion, please come and check." Dongfang Yi took a step aside, and gave Qian Bofang the two participants who were related to the line of the national teacher.
Qian Bofang confirmed the results of the two, announcing that Li Ji was the second and Ji Jiashu was the third.
Next, the boys from the second echelon and the third echelon also arrived. The boys all went ashore with tokens and stood in the order of their arrival. To the surprise of the practitioners on the shore, none of the boys had any objection to the results.
Looking at the surprised eyes of the people around him, Zhao Guang grinned.
"We've all agreed!"
"Whoever swims faster wins!"
……
……
When the sun was high, hundreds of practitioners returned to the shore with tokens one after another, and many practitioners just barely swam back to the shore with their injured bodies.
Compared with the first dozen or so people, the practitioners at the back look much miserable.
"The first ones to arrive in the latter group are the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi, and the boy from Mo Hua," said Zhao Muren, sitting on the altar, flipping through the battle report presented by Dongfang Yi.
The name Mo Hua is a bit unfamiliar to him, but I heard that he is the Yakui of this year's preliminary ceremony, so it is not surprising that he can achieve such a result.
"The results of Beihan Pavilion and Xirong people are relatively low," Zhao Muren continued to look through.
"People who came back said that it was the former Princess Qin who provoked the fight between Xirong and Beihan Pavilion," Dongfang Yi said cautiously, "but there is no evidence for this claim."
Hehehe, Zhao Muren sneered in his heart, there was indeed no proof, but why did he feel so like something she could do.
"Anyway, it's not a bad result to be able to come back with a token." Zhao Muren closed the battle report and looked at the practitioners sitting on the beach under the altar. "After a day and a night, everyone is tired. Let's go to the next step."
"Here." Dongfang Yi replied, and glanced at the ritual officer who was ringing the bell.
A vigorous bell sounded from the altar, and the practitioners on the beach who had been swaying here and there, who were exhausted physically and mentally, lifted their spirits and raised their heads one after another.
"Gentlemen, congratulations for passing the first round of the Intermediate Ceremony." Dongfang Yi said loudly.
There was applause from the audience, which was quite enthusiastic and excited, but a little weak.
"According to tradition, the second round of draws will follow."
"Drawing lots?" Ying Baoyue, who was sitting on the beach wearing a coat that Li Ji found somewhere, raised her head and looked at a know-it-all beside her, "What kind of lottery is drawn?"
Zhao Guang spread out a large character on the beach, and waved his hands when he heard this, "Probably the seven skills of soldiers to be compared in the second round."
"Oh, this." Ying Baoyue quickly recalled the rules of the middle-level ceremony that Dongfang Yi had explained before.
The water battle is over, and there are only three rounds left in the middle-level ceremony, the second round of war, the third round of six arts, and the fourth round of two-two battles.
The content of the second round of military battle testing is the most abundant. The content of the test is the seven skills of soldiers, including the art of war, riding and archery, formation, carbine, weight bearing, wrestling, and strategy. Choose three of these seven skills for each session. competition.
Ying Baoyue originally thought which of the three would be selected by the Soochow court. Was it a lottery?
"In order to ensure fairness, the content of the second round of the test will be determined by lottery on the spot," Dongfang Yi waved, and Qian Bofang and Wang Jiuyuan walked up together holding a lottery box, and walked up to Zhao Muren first.
"For the first item, His Majesty will draw first."
That's right... Ying Baoyue said in his heart, he must let Zhao Muren, the mascot, draw one first.
Zhao Muren put his hand into the lottery box, took out a paper lottery, glanced at it and handed it to Wang Jiuyuan, "Art of War."
Art of war...
The practitioners on the beach sighed.
This result is quite satisfactory. There are both literature and military in military warfare. The strategy was tested last time, and this time it really is the art of war.
Ying Baoyue began to wonder if the lottery result was arranged.
"For the second item, I invite the Master of the National Teacher." Qian Bofang and Wang Jiuyuan walked to Dongfang Yi holding the signed box.
Dongfang Yi also took out a paper lottery, and looked at it with a strange expression.
The hearts of the practitioners in the audience suddenly lifted.
"The second item," Dongfang Yi paused, "wrestling."
wrestling?The practitioners in the audience, especially the practitioners from the southern aristocratic families, all had subtle expressions.
In their opinion, wrestling is the least elegant of the seven skills, so why did they choose this one.
Now there is only the last item left. According to the previous procedure, Ying Baoyue guessed that the deputy chief examiner would draw one.
"The third item, please..."
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, interrupting Qian Bofang's voice.
"Since the master examiners have all drawn, how about letting the top master who won the last round to draw for this item?"
(End of this chapter)
The immortal officials on the altar, and the practitioners on the coast who had given up early, all stared at this scene in a daze.
She got the token.
She was the first to return to shore.
Dongfang Yi looked at the wet wood carving in his hand, raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him with a complicated expression, the old man turned his head to look at the altar, and suddenly bent down to salute.
There was commotion on the altar.
Ying Baoyue looked up and found that Zhao Muren, who had been sitting on the throne on the altar, got up and walked to the side of the altar, holding on to the railing and looking at her.
The two looked at each other silently.
The next moment Ying Baoyue seemed to have just realized it and bowed to salute.
"National teacher," Zhao Muren looked away and looked at Dongfang Yi, "You can announce it directly, without asking the widow."
"Yes." Dongfang Yi straightened up.
The Intermediate Ceremony is the same as the Primary Ceremony. Only the results are recorded on the spot, and then the result is announced after the ceremony is over and sent back to the palace for the king to make a decision. However, Zhao Muren’s words directly saved this procedure.
"The former Qin princess wins the moon," Dongfang Yi clenched the wooden carving in her hand, looked at the girl in front of her, and said calmly, "According to the rules, you have achieved the goal of this round."
"You are at the top of the first round of the Intermediate Ranking Ceremony."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
It's one thing to watch Ying Baoyue reach the shore first, but it's another thing to hear the Soochow Master recognize her status on the spot.
Although I have heard about the deeds of this junior female leader in Nanchu before, there are more than one leader who participated in the middle-level ceremony, and countless hidden masters participated. In such a high-level fierce battle, the first It turned out that a woman won the first round.
The practitioners who gave up in advance on the shore were a little bit embarrassed, and the immortal officials on the altar had different expressions.
"Is there something hidden in this?"
"Is something wrong?"
"How can Master Guoshi admit that she is the top of the list without even asking?"
"Chunhua-jun and Zhaohua-jun are not much different from her, right?"
Indeed, it wasn't much different. Li Ji and Ji Jiashu went ashore one after another in less than a breath after Ying Baoyue came ashore.
There was only a slight difference in the master's moves. Li Ji was the second to go ashore, one and a half lengths ahead of Ji Jiashu. In the eyes of practitioners with low borders, the two arrived almost at the same time.
But Li Ji and Ji Jiashu knew who came first. Dongfang Yi was still checking the token in Ying Baoyue's hand after landing. Stand behind you.
Dongfang Yi announced the results of Ying Baoyue before looking at her adopted son.
"Deputy Qian, these two old men want to avoid suspicion, please come and check." Dongfang Yi took a step aside, and gave Qian Bofang the two participants who were related to the line of the national teacher.
Qian Bofang confirmed the results of the two, announcing that Li Ji was the second and Ji Jiashu was the third.
Next, the boys from the second echelon and the third echelon also arrived. The boys all went ashore with tokens and stood in the order of their arrival. To the surprise of the practitioners on the shore, none of the boys had any objection to the results.
Looking at the surprised eyes of the people around him, Zhao Guang grinned.
"We've all agreed!"
"Whoever swims faster wins!"
……
……
When the sun was high, hundreds of practitioners returned to the shore with tokens one after another, and many practitioners just barely swam back to the shore with their injured bodies.
Compared with the first dozen or so people, the practitioners at the back look much miserable.
"The first ones to arrive in the latter group are the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty, Meng Shi, and the boy from Mo Hua," said Zhao Muren, sitting on the altar, flipping through the battle report presented by Dongfang Yi.
The name Mo Hua is a bit unfamiliar to him, but I heard that he is the Yakui of this year's preliminary ceremony, so it is not surprising that he can achieve such a result.
"The results of Beihan Pavilion and Xirong people are relatively low," Zhao Muren continued to look through.
"People who came back said that it was the former Princess Qin who provoked the fight between Xirong and Beihan Pavilion," Dongfang Yi said cautiously, "but there is no evidence for this claim."
Hehehe, Zhao Muren sneered in his heart, there was indeed no proof, but why did he feel so like something she could do.
"Anyway, it's not a bad result to be able to come back with a token." Zhao Muren closed the battle report and looked at the practitioners sitting on the beach under the altar. "After a day and a night, everyone is tired. Let's go to the next step."
"Here." Dongfang Yi replied, and glanced at the ritual officer who was ringing the bell.
A vigorous bell sounded from the altar, and the practitioners on the beach who had been swaying here and there, who were exhausted physically and mentally, lifted their spirits and raised their heads one after another.
"Gentlemen, congratulations for passing the first round of the Intermediate Ceremony." Dongfang Yi said loudly.
There was applause from the audience, which was quite enthusiastic and excited, but a little weak.
"According to tradition, the second round of draws will follow."
"Drawing lots?" Ying Baoyue, who was sitting on the beach wearing a coat that Li Ji found somewhere, raised her head and looked at a know-it-all beside her, "What kind of lottery is drawn?"
Zhao Guang spread out a large character on the beach, and waved his hands when he heard this, "Probably the seven skills of soldiers to be compared in the second round."
"Oh, this." Ying Baoyue quickly recalled the rules of the middle-level ceremony that Dongfang Yi had explained before.
The water battle is over, and there are only three rounds left in the middle-level ceremony, the second round of war, the third round of six arts, and the fourth round of two-two battles.
The content of the second round of military battle testing is the most abundant. The content of the test is the seven skills of soldiers, including the art of war, riding and archery, formation, carbine, weight bearing, wrestling, and strategy. Choose three of these seven skills for each session. competition.
Ying Baoyue originally thought which of the three would be selected by the Soochow court. Was it a lottery?
"In order to ensure fairness, the content of the second round of the test will be determined by lottery on the spot," Dongfang Yi waved, and Qian Bofang and Wang Jiuyuan walked up together holding a lottery box, and walked up to Zhao Muren first.
"For the first item, His Majesty will draw first."
That's right... Ying Baoyue said in his heart, he must let Zhao Muren, the mascot, draw one first.
Zhao Muren put his hand into the lottery box, took out a paper lottery, glanced at it and handed it to Wang Jiuyuan, "Art of War."
Art of war...
The practitioners on the beach sighed.
This result is quite satisfactory. There are both literature and military in military warfare. The strategy was tested last time, and this time it really is the art of war.
Ying Baoyue began to wonder if the lottery result was arranged.
"For the second item, I invite the Master of the National Teacher." Qian Bofang and Wang Jiuyuan walked to Dongfang Yi holding the signed box.
Dongfang Yi also took out a paper lottery, and looked at it with a strange expression.
The hearts of the practitioners in the audience suddenly lifted.
"The second item," Dongfang Yi paused, "wrestling."
wrestling?The practitioners in the audience, especially the practitioners from the southern aristocratic families, all had subtle expressions.
In their opinion, wrestling is the least elegant of the seven skills, so why did they choose this one.
Now there is only the last item left. According to the previous procedure, Ying Baoyue guessed that the deputy chief examiner would draw one.
"The third item, please..."
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, interrupting Qian Bofang's voice.
"Since the master examiners have all drawn, how about letting the top master who won the last round to draw for this item?"
(End of this chapter)
You'll Also Like
-
Game of Destiny: This player is different
Chapter 1773 1 days ago -
Cancel my college entrance examination? The development of the sixth-generation fighter shocked the
Chapter 1408 1 days ago -
Tang Dynasty: Beyond Time and Space, My Best Friend, Princess Jinyang!
Chapter 655 1 days ago -
Entertainment: My band is all lead singer
Chapter 538 1 days ago -
Love Variety: Villain! But he is entangled by the iceberg actress
Chapter 215 1 days ago -
My clinic is familiar with ancient times, Zhu Biao came to seek medical treatment
Chapter 307 1 days ago -
When I woke up, I turned into a girl.
Chapter 224 1 days ago -
Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King
Chapter 373 1 days ago -
Pirates: I Shock the World from the Top
Chapter 429 1 days ago -
This Naruto is too strong
Chapter 307 1 days ago