The classes at Taixue are generally divided between men and women, and they are only together when taking classes such as physical arts, such as riding and archery classes, sword classes, etc.
And today in the afternoon, we will have equestrian lessons.
After taking a nap in the afternoon, Mu Zhao came to the racecourse.
On the other side, the male students had already stood up and tried their best to pose as nicely as possible.
Mu Zhao was not surprised that these young and energetic men wanted to show off in front of women.
So each and every one of them is like a peacock that only opens its tail.
Mu Zhao saw Yun Wuluo behind the second prince with just one glance.
Ever since Mu Zhao appeared, the second prince's eyes seemed to be glued to her.
So this time when the second prince saw Mu Zhao looking over him, he naturally thought that Mu Zhao was looking at him.
He straightened his clothes and said as if he was troubled: "Mu Zhao is too attached to me, which really caused me a lot of trouble."
Yun Wuluo lowered his head and looked at his jade crown, as if looking at a mentally disabled person.
He added, "You have to come over and bother me later. It's really annoying."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the envious eyes of the people around him with satisfaction, but when he looked at Mu Zhao again, he saw her sitting under the shade of a tree.
Second Prince: "?"
He coughed lightly, trying to attract Mu Zhao's attention.
But Mu Zhao sat under the tree with his head bowed, and there was no movement.
The second prince looked back at Yun Wuluo, and when he wanted to instruct him to call Mu Zhao, he suddenly thought of Mu Zhao's temporary affection for him a few days ago.
When he was about to find someone else, the master who taught riding and archery came.
He glanced at everyone, his eyes swept over Mu Zhao under the shade of the tree, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he spoke softly.
"Last time we learned how to mount a horse and how to ride. It is said that practice makes perfect. This time we still focus on practicing riding skills. There are ten horses here. The women ride the shorter ones and the men ride the taller ones."
No one had any objections, but Zhao Linyu spoke again, "Master, I think it's quite boring to keep practicing like this."
The master looked at her and said in a cold voice, "How about Miss Zhao be the master?"
"Lin Yu doesn't dare. Lin Yu just made a small suggestion. Lin Yu thinks that we can use a competition method, so that everyone's enthusiasm may be higher."
At this time, some young men with good riding skills agreed, "That's right, Master, why don't we let us compete?"
The master asked, "Everyone present is the son of a distinguished official. Once a competition is used, it is inevitable that some people will be more serious. If someone is injured because of the seriousness, Miss Zhao, will you be responsible?"
Zhao Linyu: "This..."
She originally wanted Mu Zhao to be injured. Could it be that if Mu Zhao was injured, she would still be responsible?
The master's name is Meng Pu. Although he is called a master, he is a real general. He was once a subordinate of General Wang Zhenguo. He followed General Wang Zhenguo from birth to death, and then served as an official in the capital for several years. How could he not
Do you understand Zhao Linyu’s intentions?
He sneered and was about to say a few more words to Zhao Linyu.
Zhao Linyu said: "This is very simple. Anyone who wants to join can sign a life and death certificate, and his life and death are determined by his fate."
As soon as these words came out, those who originally supported making it a competition format no longer supported it.
They just come to school, not to the battlefield.
Mu Zhao sneered, he was really going to be fooled to death by Zhao Linyu.
She spoke, her voice still full of sleepiness, "Zhao Linyu, how about we have a competition?"