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After the princess's carriage and horse left the Six Corners Alley, they headed towards the West District.

The carriage was neither fast nor slow, and was following at a trot.

In the carriage, Princess Anping said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a month, how come you have gotten stronger."

Because I'm still growing...Qi Ping suddenly asked:

"Has the Luban lock that I gave you as a gift to you last time been unlocked?"

Anping became excited when he heard this.

The whole person was beaming with joy, nodded quickly, and said with contempt like a king:

"The Luban Lock is indeed quite sophisticated, but it is not very good. I thought about it for a while and figured it out."

Well... Qi Ping was highly skeptical, but questioning at this time was too low of emotional intelligence. He pretended to be surprised and praised:

"The princess is really smart, and her humble position is far inferior to her."

"Keke." The princess said very happily.

The two chatted for a while, and Qi Pingfang learned why the other party hadn't shown up for a month. It turned out that he was grounded and locked up in the Prince's Mansion to relearn etiquette.

Qi Ping was filled with indignation and expressed his injustice verbally. When Anping heard this, he felt really happy.

"Princess, where are we going?" Qi Ping asked curiously after walking for a while.

Anping smiled and said:

"I've been holding back a lot in the house, and I want to stretch my muscles. I'll take you to a good place. I'll know when I get there."

Your words make people think easily... Qi Ping muttered and stopped asking.

After all, the princess didn't let him run away for too long. After chatting for a while, she allowed him to ride an unoccupied horse in the team - which had obviously been prepared in advance.

The motorcade speeded up and soon passed through the downtown area of ​​Xicheng, when a high gray wall suddenly appeared in front of it.

It stretches out and covers a large area.

There were soldiers guarding the door. When they saw the carriages and horses approaching, they bowed and saluted.

Everyone dismounted and saw Qi Ping looking confused. The guard who had received his favor yesterday whispered:

"This is the Xicheng school grounds, where military exercises are performed. It was originally allocated to the garrison. Later, the military camp was moved, and it became a place for some martial arts-loving disciples in Kyoto to practice shooting and Cuju."

That's it...Qi Ping suddenly realized that, translated, it's a bit like a private sports venue or a shooting club.

So, what does Anping’s so-called “moving muscles and bones” refer to?

Sure enough, when a group of people entered the school grounds, their eyes suddenly opened up.

In the center, there is a large open space, divided into different areas.

There are also "grandstands" nearby.

At this moment, there are many people in the school grounds. Some are riding horses, bending bows and arrows, and competing in archery skills. Others are standing on the ring next to the weapons rack, shouting and competing with each other.

Some people were sitting in the stands, sometimes clapping and cheering.

Most of them are young people, ranging from teenagers to men and women in their twenties.

As soon as Anping entered the venue, he immediately attracted the attention of many people. The princess said casually:

"Lu An, the princess has brought friends here, please entertain them."

After saying that, she said to Qi Ping: "I'll leave for a while."

Then he took the maid to the house on the campus, not knowing why.

Ah, don't leave me behind... Qi Ping is lonely and at a loss.

At this time, I saw a chubby little man and a tall, thin and fair boy approaching.

The former looked at him curiously and smiled: "Brother, what is your surname?"

"Qi." Qi Ping answered cautiously, and then asked, "What do you call the two of you?"

The tall, thin and fair Wang Yan said calmly: "His name is Lu An, and General Dingbian is his grandfather."

Little Fatty said: "His name is Wang Yan, and his grandfather is the minister of DL Temple."

Good guys, is this how you introduce yourself?... Qi Ping was silent for a moment, and suddenly understood.

I'm afraid, these young people are all the children of powerful people in Kyoto, and I have entered the "Beijing circle".

A powerful disciple is definitely an elite in this era. Just by looking at Qi Ping's demeanor, you can tell that he is probably not a disciple.

He may be called "friend" by the princess, but it will never be simple.

Wang Yan guessed Qi Ping's identity, but Lu An didn't think too much. He liked to make friends, so he immediately took Qi Ping around and introduced him to people in the school.

"The one who wields the gun belongs to the family of the Minister of War."

"The archery guy's family is an official in Honglu Temple."

"That person in the stands, um, is Zhang Shangshu's daughter."

…

As they were introduced one by one, Qi Ping was secretly speechless.

At the same time, some people looked at him curiously, but they couldn't recognize him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of a whip, and horses neighed behind him. Qi Ping suddenly turned his head, his eyes lit up, and he saw a horse with smooth fur rushing towards him.

On top of it, sitting Princess Anping, who had changed into riding attire.

The pink skirt was replaced by a dark red vest, a jade belt cinched her waist, her hair was tied up, and her palm-sized face with a round collar looked like the bright winter sun.

There is also a circle of white fluff on the collar.

Wearing riding boots, a long semi-circular piece of animal skin that can be exposed to the fingers is added to the arrow sleeves to serve as gloves. At this moment, one small hand is holding the reins, and the other is holding a boxwood bow.

He ran into the school grounds at lightning speed, took out a quiver from his quiver, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and aimed at the target in the distance.

"call out!"

An arrow flew softly, with a loud click, and accurately hit the grass five meters away from the target...

Qi Ping held back the "Okay" that came up in his throat.

Missing the target is okay, but no, the range is not up to standard at all.

"Hahaha." Seeing this, many people burst into laughter.

Anping angrily threw away his bow and arrow, raised his white chin, and hummed:

"This bow is too stiff."

Yes, yes, the turf is too hard if you fail to kick the ball in... and the internet speed is too poor if you lose in the game... Qi Ping fully agrees.

At this time, a tall young man came up on horseback and said with a smile:

"The princess has been in the northwest for a year, and she has indeed made great progress. She can already bend the bow. However, it is just like this. It is a bit difficult to 'revenge'."

Anping snorted, the boss was not happy.

At the beginning, it was also here that she saw other people competing in archery. She found it interesting and decided to participate, but she lost miserably.

Let go of the harsh words and say that when you return from studying in the Northwest Military Academy, you must avenge your previous humiliation.

At this moment, the old things were brought up again, she rolled her eyes and said with a smile:

"I am not good at riding and shooting, but I can find someone to repair you."

"Oh?" The young men were curious, and suddenly looked at Qi Ping and said with a smile:

"Could this be the foreign aid that the princess hired?"

Anping snorted and nodded vigorously, very proudly: "He's the only one who can beat you."

Qi Ping: "..."

Don't make trouble, that's why you wrote to me last night just to ask me to help you "get revenge", right? Qi Ping was about to cry but had no tears, and thought to himself, it would be better if there was a fight.

He has observed that these disciples are basically ordinary people, and their martial arts level is really low.

After staying in Zhenfusi and the academy for a long time, it seems as if there are practitioners everywhere. But in fact, this is an illusion. The vast majority of people in this world do not have the talent for cultivation.

At this point, the powerful have no preferential treatment.

Simply talking about combat power, if the level is equal and the level is equal to the entire field, it is not a big problem.

But in archery, leveling is not enough. One of the six arts of a gentleman is practicing archery, but in fact, it is an aristocratic sport that consumes a lot of money.

First of all, war horses are not something ordinary people can afford.

If you want to be proficient in bow and arrow, you also need a lot of practice, and the equipment is expensive. Qi Ping's archery skills are really average. Compared with these people, they are probably worse.

"Are you right?" Anping, petite and exquisite, looked at him expectantly while riding on his horse.

I'm sorry to you... If you want me to be your foreign aid, you should tell me in advance... Qi Ping complained crazily in his heart, and his brain was spinning rapidly.
To be continued...