Lord of the Desert

Chapter 40
When Hong Fan got out of the weapon to serve as the prison office, the sky was already mostly dark.

[When I get home today, I need to prepare more research drafts immediately, just in case. 】

He held Bentley and thought to himself.

[As for Aunt Liu and Hong Fu, they have to make some patches in advance to put on a show. 】

After completing the formalities just now, he got an unknown metal token representing the identity of a master craftsman, with the newly engraved name of "Hong Fan" and the words "Golden Sea of ​​Liangzhou, Jianzhou" on the back.

In addition, Wen Zhongguan also issued 100 taels of silver, saying that it was the "unpaid" two hundred shi salary in the first half of the year.

The wealth of the utensils as prisons can be seen from this.

Counting Zhu Yiqi's salary, now Hong Fan can get at least 260 taels of silver a year, and his income can quickly catch up with Qiude, surpassing most of the people in the clan.

Today's experience also showed him a new path.

Borrowing from Zhongguan Dongfeng, Hong Fanruo might be able to gain power and status faster if he put down everything and operated within the supervision system.

But just thinking about it for a moment, he swept away these thoughts.

As a time traveler, Hong Fan is well aware of the power of industry and technology, but he is equally aware that all of the above depend on organizations and systems.

Based on Dahua's current situation, industrialization is by no means something that can be accomplished within one or two generations.

In the final analysis, this is a world where "heaven, man and martial arts are sages, and people are the enemy of the country".

Even if he climbed to the position of chief supervisor or even a master of art, he still cannot guarantee the right to life 100% in front of the top martial arts masters.

On the contrary, Wu Dao goes to a high place, which can not only bring strength, but also increase longevity.

From what he had seen in recent months, Hong Fan learned that a congenital master can live to be 120 years old, and that each of the realms of Yuanci and Tianren can bring decades of lifespan.

Waiting for the future to climb the ladder, break through the gate of heaven, and then go back to climb the technology tree will be twice the result with half the effort.

Thinking of this, Hong Fan lightly touched the Master's Token hidden in his inner coat, he couldn't help but feel at ease, and his steps became more brisk.

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Three days later, the ninth day of August.

An ordinary day.

Just today, Hong Fan will participate in Zhu Yiqi's team inspection.

There are three poles in the sun, and the dew evaporates.

On the martial arts arena, more than sixty people dressed in uniform dark red military uniforms were divided into six teams, each holding their own horses.

Hong Fanlie was in the third team. On the right was team leader Hong Lie, and on the left was Shen Hong, the bald man he had seen in Dukangju before.

In addition, the other two Sun Li and Kong Hai who had dinner with Jiang Youde at Dukangju at that time have also become his teammates now.

In the past two and a half months, Hong Fan has been going to the Martial Arts Field to practice bow and horse almost every day, and he has practiced with ten teammates many times, so there is no need to introduce each other.

"It's a big event to gather you all."

In front of everyone, Hong Sheng raised his hand and shouted.

"Three new comrades will join us today."

"Please come up."

Hong Sheng stretched out his hand, and three people in the queue below came out and stood beside him.

"Hong Jie, nineteen, has mastered both ways."

"Gongzheng, 22, runs through a serious path."

Hong Jie and Hong Fan were about the same age, they had been classmates for a year in ethnology, and it was said that they went to the state capital first.

As for Gong Zheng, he probably had a son in the family, but Hong Fan didn't know him.

After the two signed up, Hong Fan also put his hands behind his back and shouted loudly.

"Hong Fan, [-], has a thorough understanding of the two canons."

His birthday is on September [-]th, which is the beginning of August, so he directly reported his eighteenth birthday.

Hong Sheng glanced over the three of them and nodded slowly.

Hong Fan's breakthrough in three months was faster than he expected.

This is of course a good thing.

"I don't talk nonsense."

Hong Sheng continued.

"According to the old rules, today everyone is reunited here, not only for welcome, but also for inspection."

He motioned for the three of them to join the line - Hong Jie went back to the first team, and Gong Zheng went to the fifth team.

"Three people, three games, all one-on-one, let's start with Hong Jie."

"Who's coming?"

There was a moment of silence.

Hong Fan had heard about the process of joining the team from Hong Lie before.

Although it is an inspection in name, it will not actually test whether it is qualified or not, and will return the unqualified ones for repair.

After all, even newcomers who can join the team are at least masters of the penetrating realm, and one more person will have the strength of one person.

Making a formality like this, on the one hand, kills the newcomers' morale, and on the other hand, it also allows the old people to test their quality.

But because of this, the old people who are confident to check the school will choose the subjects that the newcomers are best at, and they are confident that they will win.

Otherwise it is difficult to convince people.

After a while, a short and strong man from the second team was the first to speak out: "I heard that Brother Hong Jie is the best at riding and shooting. I hope Xu Ting from the second team can teach you."

Hong Jie stepped out in response and got on his horse.

It was late autumn, and the air on the martial arts arena was as cold as water, but Hong Fan could see that his forehead was already covered with sweat before he made a move.

With a bow in hand and two arrows between his fingers, Hong Jie rode his horse past three circular archery targets 30 meters away.

Everyone saw that he fired his bow three times in a row on a galloping horse, and after three beeps, the three arrows hit the target.

And every arrow landed in the circle the size of a human face in the center.

Hong Jie reined in his horse and swung his fist with his right hand, full of excitement.

There was applause from the first team.

Among the crowd, Hong Fan also applauded inwardly - he can't match the skill of these three arrows for the time being.

On the school field, Xu Ting also rode his horse into battle.

With the same horse speed, distance, and movement, three arrows were shot, but each arrow just hit Hong Jie's tail, breaking the arrow branch in half.

Now, the whole audience cheered, only Hong Jie was stifled by his smile.

When the cheers died down, Xu Ting, who got off his horse, bowed to Hong Jie.

"I heard that Brother Hong Jie is a two-way upright man, and I will grow up with your three-way upright practice."

"When you reach my skill level in the future, your archery skills will not be inferior to mine."

As soon as these words came out, Hong Jie's complexion finally improved a lot.

Everyone's eyes turned to Gong Zheng.

"I am Hong Quan from the fourth team, and I want to try Brother Gongzheng's horse fighting skills."

A man with slender limbs stepped out of the queue and shouted loudly.

Compared with Xu Ting, his tone is obviously much more impolite.

Gong Zheng didn't reply, but nodded, and then he untied the thick cloth cap on the spear blade of Ma Qiang, and began to put on his armor.

"You don't need horses to learn from each other, there are white wax poles over there."

Seeing this, Hong Ming shook his head and smiled.

After putting on their cloaks, the two stood on horseback at both ends of the field, and charged at each other when Hong Sheng gave an order.

Zhu Yiqi chooses good horses, which can accelerate extremely quickly in short distances, and both of them hold poles with both hands and control the horses with their legs, showing excellent equestrian skills.

The weapons were handed over, and the result was instantly clear.

Gong Zheng's long pole was swung away and suppressed by the opponent's blow.

When he was wrong, Hong Quan made a backhand putt and swept the rookie off the horse.

Leaving aside the sentence "still needs to work hard", the former will immediately return to the team.

"It's a boring gourd."

Shen Hong who was beside Hong Fan looked at Gong Zheng who was stabbed off his horse and said with a smile.

"After four years of studying ethnology and being able to enter the penetration level, it must be a resolute character." Hong Lie said.

The members of the third team nodded solemnly when they heard the words.

After the two games, the old man won by an overwhelming advantage - if he didn't think he was sure of winning, who would want to come up and lose face?

"There is one last game left, the third team, Hong Fan."

Hong Sheng led everyone's eyes to focus on his concubine brother.

"Who's coming?"

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(End of this chapter)