Chapter 230: flat
Chapter 230 Ping
Jiang Erye said a few words with his family, and then went back to the sidelines to watch Guo Jingping and Tan Jinhua who were fighting fiercely on the field with all the Gongsheng.
Seeing that Guo Jingping did not have the upper hand, but he was not in a losing position, Jiang Erye secretly rejoiced that he was defeated in three moves. If Tan Jinhua was able to breathe, Guo Jingping would definitely not be his opponent. Tan Jinhua couldn't win the champion. If Guo Jingping could compete with him, the champion would be stable, and the 3,000 taels of silver he bet on would also be stable.
Er Ye Jiang secretly stretched his waist, and happily wondered what ice water to eat when he went back later. The ice water in his head has passed more than a dozen, and the two on the field are still playing hot.
Seeing this, Jiang Erye began to think about where he should go and what kind of favors he should return after the infield comparison was announced. Huang Li and Princess Renyang who rescued Liuer, butler Pingxi Hou who helped stop Meng San, Shizi Xiangyi Hou Shizi who helped him inquire about news, Chai Yi'an who sent him to make guns and iron wood... Wait until Jiang Erye finds out what needs to be moved. After counting the favors one by one, the two on the field are still fighting!
It should have been forty rounds, long live you are tired! Jiang Erye turned to look at Huang Li in the north stand, wondering if he would stop.
At this moment, the field changed. Guo Jingping actually used Jiang Erye's unique trick - throwing a pistol!
When the gun flew towards Tan Jinhua, Guo Jingping also stepped on the stirrups and the horse's back, jumping towards Tan Jinhua. Everyone gasped when they saw it—why is it hot? The sun is too big and there are too many people, and it is too hot and crowded. Can it not be hot!
Guo Jingping's move is definitely a dangerous move. If he doesn't jump on Tan Jinhua's horse and knock him off his horse, then Guo Jingping will lose.
If you lose like this, long live Cheng Yunbo or Guo Jingping as the champion, the chances are half and half! Jiang Erye was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.
is too late to say. Exhausted, Tan Jinhua used a gun to open Guo Jingping's pistol, and it was too late to shoot Guo Jingping away. His horse was also tired. Tan Jinhua stretched out his hand to push Guo Jingping while holding his stomach to urge the horse to avoid, but the horse's speed was not as fast as Guo Jingping's. Guo Jingping grabbed his arm! With the inertia of jumping over, Guo Jingping collided with Tan Jinhua and fell off the horse with him. Jiang Erye held his breath before he dared to spit it out.
It's done!
Both of them are sacked, how does it count for winning or losing? Everyone looked up at Long Live under Huang Luogai in the North Stand.
Jing He Di turned his head and said something to Huang Li. After Huang Li saluted, he turned around and made a gesture to the examiner on the field. The examiner said loudly, "Tan Jinhua, Guo Jingping, Ping!"
draw? As for who the champion is, it depends on the performance of the infield. Everyone was hooked, and they started talking about the few battles just now.
The most unfortunate thing is Jiang Erye. His luck has always been good, how could the horse's girdle be broken at such a critical moment, even if it is broken by half an hour later, it is not Guo Jingping who will win the championship with Tan Jinhua. Especially when they saw Jiang Erye clasping his fists on the sidelines to congratulate Tan Guo and the others, they lowered their heads in disappointment. Everyone felt pity for the sudden death, and could not wait to rush over and beat the boy who led the horse to Erye!
Jiang Bao found that everyone in the stands, especially many women, released murderous intent towards him, so the hero learned from Jiang Erye without taking any immediate losses, and lowered his head.
He bowed his head, and the anger of the crowd grew even stronger. Doing such a big stupid thing, why do you still feel wronged? !
Even Jing He Di felt that this fellow was extremely unpleasant. The Jiang family not only has bad saddles, but even the servants are so bad!
Jiang Erye fell off the horse, and some people were happy. Liu Cheng and Meng Er were overjoyed and wished they could go home and tell their family the good news—Jiang Er was punished!
Jiang Erye bowed his head and followed all the tribute students into the arena to thank him. After listening to Jinghe Emperor's words and sending Long Live back to the palace, Jiang Erye took off his armor and handed it over to the examiner beside him, "You have a job."
"Although Jiang Banxian has few moves on the field, Banxian's marksmanship is by no means inferior to Tan Jinhua's." Qianniuwei deputy general Song Chunping took the armor and comforted the "lost" Jiang Erye seriously, "I can't stop thinking like this. I am alone, after the exile goes back to prepare the infield with peace of mind, there is still a great chance for the first class."
Jiang Erye clasped his fists and saluted, "Thank you for your kind words, General Jiang Feng will do his best."
Song Chunping couldn't hold back his inner excitement, and whispered, "In Song Chunping, I look forward to practicing guns on the school grounds and guarding the palace with Xianxian."
Jiang Erye, who didn't want either of these, also said in a low voice, "Jiang Feng is also looking forward to the opportunity to serve under General Song."
Thinking of what would happen if Jiang Feng was able to join his team, Song Chunping's mouth twitched to the back of his head, and he was walking with floating.
Jiang Erye returned to the mansion and was greeted by smiling faces. The sweaty Jiang Erye went back to the west courtyard to freshen up and change his clothes. When he went out, he saw his children sitting under the peach tree waiting for him. At this time, the peach blossoms have already fallen, and the peach leaves are lush and shady.
Three little dogs stood up and saluted, "Congratulations father."
Jiang Erye raised the corners of his mouth, and the spring colors fading from the flowers and trees hung on the corners of his eyes and brows, "Congratulations on being a father?"
"Congratulations to my father for getting his wish." Jiang Ling said.
"Congratulations to my father on the title." Jiang Muyan said.
"Congratulations, Daddy, you can rest comfortably." Jiang Liu said.
"Okay. After two days of infield exams, I will take you to play it for three months for my father! Let's go to Liujiazhuang to escape the summer, go to Tongxue Mountain to find the sky, and go to Zangyun Temple to watch the sunset..." Stop and take the children to the north courtyard to see their mother.
Mrs. Jiang saw her youngest son, and she laughed so hard that she couldn't see her eyes, "Come on, come on, let Wei Niang take a good look at you."
"The sun is fierce today, and my mother also drinks some soup to relieve the heat. Don't get caught up in the fire." Jiang Erye sat next to his mother and said, "Brother also drink some."
Jiang Song laughed even happier than his mother, "I won't get angry even if I endure this heat ten times!"
Jiang Erye grinned, "One time is enough."
"My son has suffered." Mrs. Jiang held her son's calloused palm and burst into tears, "For more than a year, my son has suffered more than the previous 20 years combined..."
Jiang Erye corrected, "Mother, it's more than the previous twenty-seven years combined."
Jiang Liu, who was feeling that his father was not easy, instantly had the urge to beat his father. Jiang Saburo, who was on the other side of his grandmother, asked, "Second uncle, can you enter the first grade?"
Everyone in the room stopped talking and laughing and looked at Jiang Erye. In theory, Guo Jingping and Tan Jinhua would be the top two, and the third would be between Cheng Yunbo and Jiang Erye.
Jiang Erye shook his head, "Cheng Yunbo will try fifth place. His kung fu is better than mine, and his infield answers are better than me. He is more likely. I can get into the top four, it's really luck."
Besides, Jiang Er Ye didn't want to be in the first armor to join the Qianniuwei. He only wore the armor for half a day today, and he had enough to wear it, and he would never want to wear it again.
"It's not just luck." Jiang Song did not allow his second brother to belittle himself, "your marksmanship is no worse than others."
"That's right!" Mrs. Jiang patted her son's hand with great relief, "My son is no worse than anyone else!"
(end of this chapter)