Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1027 Planning
"what?"

Ying Baoyue looked up at him, even if Qian Bofang had made a disguise, it would be taboo for the examiner to meet the candidates privately during the ceremony.

She originally thought that he would come to contact him after the middle-level ceremony was over, but she didn't expect him to find him in the second round.

Qian Bofang's behavior is so unreasonable and extraordinary, and there are also extraordinary reasons for it.

"It's not accidental that Your Highness drew the lottery," Qian Bofang said in a deep voice. "Someone manipulated the lottery. I suspect that someone is going against you."

that's true……

After listening to Qian Bofang's words, Ying Baoyue's heart didn't fluctuate at all.

"Your Highness?" Qian Bofang raised his head in doubt. Although his generals have always been light-hearted, this reaction is too calm, right?

It made him wonder if it made sense for him to run as if he were dying.

"Your Highness, have you already guessed it?" Qian Bofang smiled wryly.

"Well," Ying Baoyue tapped on the desktop, "but that doesn't mean it's pointless for you to notify me."

She looked at Chamberfang and smiled, "I can guess that it is based on probability calculations, not information obtained in advance."

Probability... Why do you feel that her speech is more and more similar to that of Master Da Si Ming back then?
Where did these words come from...

Qian Bofang slandered in his heart, and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean by probability?"

"I don't know how much information you have investigated about me, but since I started participating in the primary ceremony, there has not been a single round that has not been plotted against." Ying Baoyue spread his hands, "so the intermediate ceremony may not be spared."

This is probability.

She originally thought that Soochow's officialdom was cleaner than Nanchu's, and that she had a higher realm, so she would be able to encounter fewer troubles, but she did not expect to encounter so many troubles in the first round.

The troubles encountered directly rose to the level of the gods, which can be called a critical strike at the beginning.

In comparison, at the end of the first round, someone secretly incited everyone to draw lots for her, and if she got such a result again, it was nothing.

Ying Baoyue lowered her head and looked at her palms, and the scene of yesterday's lottery reappeared in front of her eyes.

On the altar yesterday, the last event in the second round of the middle-level ceremony she drew was... riding and shooting.

Art of war, wrestling, and riding and archery, these three items are the three items that will be compared in the second round of this year's Intermediate Ceremony.

Qian Bofang watched Ying Baoyue staring at her hand in a daze, and knew that she recalled what happened yesterday.

"Leaving aside the art of war, there is always one test for it and strategic formation every session, but for wrestling and riding and archery..." A middle-aged official thought of what happened yesterday, and his chest heaved with anger. Too bad!"

Wrestling was called Jiaodai before it was named by Da Si. It was originally a celebration event spread in grassland ceremonies, especially in Xirong, Northern Wei and Hou Liao areas. If you want to become a warrior among herdsmen, you must learn wrestling from an early age.

After Da Si Ming discovered this sport in the north, he thought it would help the soldiers in the army to improve their hand-to-hand combat ability, so he introduced it into the seven skills of soldiers. In his spare time, he often held wrestling conferences for soldiers to fight each other.

The first to respond to Lin Shubai's hobby was the Black Tiger Army under the Commander General and the Silver Cicada Guard led by Princess Zhaoyang, so Qian Bofang was no stranger to the sport of wrestling.

He still vividly remembers the ten years when he was at the bottom of the military wrestling conference!
Speaking of wrestling, this sport has indeed improved the combat effectiveness of the Black Tiger Army and the Silver Cicada Guards. Emperor Taizu discovered it and promoted it in the army, and it was included in the middle-level ceremony as one of the soldiers' seven skills.

If Da Si Ming can live another ten years, Qian Bofang believes that this sport will be promoted to the whole country.

However, the woman who was always full of whimsical ideas left too early.

It has not been ten years since wrestling was introduced to the south itself, and the aristocratic families in the south who have always been particular about it regard it as a barbarian skill, thinking that it is not elegant enough, and there are very few practitioners.

And the promotion in just a few years is obviously not comparable to the century-old tradition of the northern nomads. Yesterday, when Dongfangyi won the wrestling category, Qian Bofang could see clearly that many southern practitioners turned pale.

But after all, there are seven kinds of soldiers' seven skills, and one is not good at others, so it won't make everyone despair.

As a result, the last lottery that Ying Baoyue drew yesterday became the last straw that overwhelmed the practitioners in the south.

riding and shooting.

When Qian Bofang closed his eyes, he could recall the scene when he read out this lottery yesterday, the scene where the altar was filled with excitement.

Compared with wrestling, the skill of riding and shooting is obviously more popular. After all, shooting is one of the six arts of a gentleman, but the "royalty" in the six arts of a gentleman refers to driving a chariot, not riding a horse.

In the Zhou rites left by the previous dynasty, the nobles had to drive chariots and ride horses in battle... In the eyes of the nobles, it was still not elegant enough, it was a barbarian skill.

Of course, after the unification war, the role of riding alone became more prominent. No one dared to say that riding a horse was not important. The aristocratic families who were beaten to pieces by Emperor Taizu also began to abandon their noble chariots and ride horses instead.

But in terms of riding and shooting, southern practitioners still cannot compare with northern practitioners.

In the past, the Northern Wei people and the Later Liao people were scary enough, but this year there is more of that country.

The country that claims that both men and women can mount a horse at the age of seven, that everyone in the clan is a string-controller, and that all the people are soldiers.

It is not surprising to win the riding and shooting in the draw, and it is not surprising to win the wrestling in the single draw, but after the wrestling, the riding and shooting is drawn again.

What a coincidence.

Qian Bofang clenched his hands tightly. He had personally checked the signed box, but he was unwilling to believe that it was just a coincidence.

It is impossible for practitioners to doubt the national teacher Dongfang Yi. After Dongfang Yi was drawn, everyone just turned pale, but after Ying Baoyue was drawn, they were flushed with anger, even though she had said before the draw that the result was destined by heaven. of.

People will blame heaven when there is no one to blame for things that are not good for themselves. If there are people to blame, then they will blame others first.

"Your Highness, do you know what's going on outside?" Chamberfang stood up and looked at her.

"How do you say it?" Ying Baoyue looked up at him.

"It is said that you are an ominous person," Qian Bofang said firmly. After knowing who she is, he no longer concealed the viciousness of the rumors outside. "Some people also said that the former Princess Qin was good at riding horses, so she did it on purpose."

After all, her performance in the primary ceremony polo match was obvious to all.

"What the hell," Ying Baoyue said with a smile, "I am willing to admit that I am good at riding horses at this time? Why don't you reflect on why you are not good at riding?"

Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with wanting to add a crime.

"Your Highness," Qian Bofang fixed his gaze on her, "Excuse me, you really shouldn't have gone up to draw lots yesterday."

That was obviously a trap.

"Yes," Ying Baoyue said with a smile, "but if I don't smoke, then Jiashu will."

Now she deeply suspects that all the lottery in the lottery box after Dongfangyi draws have become horse-shooting lottery.

Jia Shu...

Hearing her call Chunhua Jun's name directly, Qian Bofang's eyes paused.

"Even so, with Chunhua-jun's prestige, he won't receive too much slander." He said in a deep voice.

"But you should know that I am not in the habit of subjecting others to ill will directed at me."

Ying Baoyue smiled and stood up, "If it wasn't for the provocation that asked me to smoke, I wouldn't have thought of grabbing it."

With such a provocation, there must be a conspiracy against her in that lottery box, and she will not let Ji Jiashu do it for her.

It's really something she can do...

Looking at her silently, Qian Bofang deeply felt that it was right for him to take the risk to bring that thing.

"Besides, it's useless to regret it now. Since it happened, what we should think about is how to solve it." Ying Baoyue pinned a lock of hair behind her ear, and the smile on her face was not a bit hazy.

"Excuse me, what did you bring me?"

Qian Bofang took a deep breath, and took off a long thing wrapped in black cloth from his waist. The length was comparable to the longest sword, but it was much wider than the sword.

"General," he said softly while looking at Ying Baoyue.

"I brought your bow."

(End of this chapter)