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Chapter 47 In Taohuawu, riding and shooting is busy

To be honest, Miao'an has never seen a handsome and graceful young man like Zhang Lun in Suzhou for more than ten years.

In fact, Tang Bohu and Xu Jing have a good appearance. If anyone takes it alone, they have to praise the heroic spirit of a famous scholar. When they stand together, they have to say that this is a handsome man!

But when they stood with Zhang Lun, they felt like "it was like a pearl on its side, and it was clear and filthy in people's sense of feeling."

In the words of later generations, Zhang Lun's two disciples stood beside him like fat and greasy middle-aged men, standing beside a tall, handsome, gentle and sunny young man, who was born with a noble manner and every move.

After tightening his contract of selling his body, Miaoan decided not to leave by the young master. Even if he was the young master's maid, his title and identity were not weaker than ordinary officials' families!

Zhang Lun did not think about Miao'an's idea at this time. Although this beautiful woman with a S-shaped figure and broad mind has now become her maid, this thing can be seen but not eaten now!

"Dadada..." The protective gear has not been prepared yet. During this period, Zhang Lun was just practicing his own riding and shooting. The Zhang family in the British Duke's Mansion started out with military achievements. Zhang Lun's grandfather Zhang Mao was also a figure who was the one who was in the cavalry and shooting company in Xiyuan with Emperor Xianzong.

So Zhang Lun naturally would not underestimate the riding and shooting. Besides, isn’t it better to have an extra life-saving skill?!

As for the imperial examination, he never worried about it, not because Zhang Lun felt how smart he was, but because of his knowledge and skills he learned.

Zhang Lun's biggest trump card is one of his skills - memorization! Most people only think that good memory is born, but in fact, you must have a good memory and can be cultivated through acquired learning.

Memory is the result of this method research, but the set that Zhang Lun mastered was created by CIA-specific high-end products from a commercial spy through some special channels!

In his previous life, Zhang Lun just thought that this set of memory was very useful, but after being reborn in the Ming Dynasty, he discovered that he had been constantly strengthening this kind of memory practice and many things in his previous life would be remembered bit by bit. This even includes some details of the matter.

But using this memory technique in this life cannot be said to be based on analogy, but it is no problem to record the classics, history, and sub-collections. In addition, the eight-legged essays he has seen and made, so he dare not say that the top scorer is sure to win the top scorer, but it is definitely a good idea to take the first place.

After running for a while, he finished riding and shooting. He dismounted and asked the old soldiers to lead the horse to feed the grass. Then Zhang Lun walked a hundred steps away and shot at Zhang Gong who was "slap..." from the target!

"Oh..." Arrows were directly stuck on the target. This was Zhang Lun's practice result for several months. After practicing archery for a while, Zhang Lun panted and wiped his sweat and went to the side to rest.

After resting for a while, he began to start the empty slash with the embroidered spring sword given by Emperor Hongzhi.

The old soldiers couldn't help but sigh at the diligence of their young master. Although God took the life of the young master, they actually left the young master as such a talent!

A bow with one and a half stone, a horse, and nine out of ten shots were shot. The Japanese sword in his hand, an embroidered spring sword, and a wooden stake that was thick as an arm was cut. The living sheep was cut with one knife!

The young master of the group is only fourteen years old now. If he had been in another three to five years, he would probably not be able to fight him even if he had more experience in the battlefield?!

Miao'an followed the door and saw Zhang Lun's sword swing, his mind shaking, his eyes dazzled.

The young master is so beautiful...

When Zhang Lun rested, Miaoan quickly gave the sweat towel he had just taken from the big-footed woman for the young master to wipe it.

"Thank you for your hard work, sister." Zhang Lun smiled, and Miao'an's face turned red with a "swallow": "Young Master, don't make fun of Miao'an..."

Zhang Lun sat down with a smile, while Miaoan poured tea on one side to quench Zhang Lun's thirst: "I just watched the young master practice knife just now, and I remembered that there was a master in the city who was amazing!"

"Oh?! There is a master of swordsmanship in Suzhou City?!" Zhang Lun smiled in surprise and looked at Miaoan and said, "How did Sister Miaoan know that he is a master of swordsmanship?!"

Miaoan pouted with his pretty cherry mouth, and his bulging chest trembled: "Young Master looks down on people! Although Miaoan doesn't know the sword, the prefect, Mr. Nishino, should know it!"

Zhang Lun was stunned when he heard this and then smiled. The Suzhou prefect was Cao Feng, Cao Mingqi, who once made a complaint for Tang Yin, and he once spoke and pleaded for him when Fang Zhizhuo fell into Tang Yin. He called himself Xiye.

If Zhang Lun said that this prefect Cao knew about Wen Zhiming, he had nothing to say, he had indeed simply won the talent of Tang Bohu. But this literary talent is not related to martial arts. Although he was a Jinshi in Chenghua for the 17th year, it would not be clear that he understood swordsmanship.

"Young Master, don't make fun of it. That Chen Diaoweng is extraordinary! He knew when Mr. Nishino was appointed as the inspector of Shaanxi Road. He served as a copywriter in the Shaanxi Prefecture Office for many years. Mr. Nishino took a lot of effort to invite him back..."

But when Miaoan pouted, he said angrily: "Many people in Suzhou Prefecture know that Diao Weng has real skills. He once stopped three shocked horses on the street to save several people!"

Fuck! Stop the Shocked Horse?! Zhang Lun was shocked. Stop the Shocked Horse would be really awesome!

You should know that once a horse is frightened, it will run wildly. Unless a larger obstacle appears in front of you, it will almost always hit you directly. And there is almost no other way to follow except to comfort. Even in modern times, most people who stop horses are either dead or disabled.

But he saw Miaoan whispering in her Wudiang soft words: "My previous master family wanted to ask him to teach the martial arts of the young master at home, but he politely declined."

"Sister Miao'an just said that this person had worked as a copywriter in the Shaanxi government office, and his other name was Diaowen?!" Zhang Lun frowned. He seemed to remember a historical figure. Although this person did not appear in official history,...

Seeing that the young master seemed to believe it, Miaoan nodded and said, "Yeah! Diao Weng is from Wenzhou. It is said that he was only willing to come after hearing that Mr. Nishino was going to take office as the prefect of Suzhou."

A native of Wenzhou, who has worked as a copywriter in Shaanxi Government Office for many years, is still named Chen and Diaoweng...

"Sister Miao'an, please help me call Bohu..." Zhang Lun thought about it. Seeing this, Miao'an did not dare to interrupt, quickly nodded and turned around and called Tang Bohu.
Chapter completed!
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