jdhmnovel Chapter 583 No, the girl picks 2 people first
Chapter 583 No, the girl picks 2 people first
Xu Zize was walking side by side with Jing Chunxi and chatting behind him, but the stairs that Xu Zize was going up were blocked.
Prince Jing had fallen behind the two brothers and was standing still. He poked Xu Zize's waist with his rosewood pipe, and the old man winked at him, like a naughty boy trying to grab some candy.
When Xu Zize had no choice but to step back and go down a step to make way, Prince Jing immediately stood with Jing Chunxi and motioned her to continue moving forward.
Xu Zize shook his head behind him: Grandpa Wang, after having a son, turned himself into a naughty old boy.
childish!
"Xi girl!" Prince Jing suddenly spoke with such vigor that the tits in the bushes flew away. "When it comes to selecting people, you should listen to Grandpa Jing." He stroked his beard, as proud as a mouse that had stolen oil. "Back in the army, the personal soldiers I selected were each worth ten!" His pipe drew an exaggerated arc in the air. "That vision, that sharp eye! Every pick was spot on!"
Jing Chunxi's shoulders trembled as she suppressed a laugh. She deliberately knelt and gave an exaggerated bow: "Prince Jing's discernment is well known to me." A glimpse of her master turning back caught her eye, and she immediately put on a serious face: "I will accept anyone you choose!"
This artificial conversation made everyone around laugh.
Jing Yi shook his head a little more vigorously, the ribbon holding his hair wafting in the wind. He gazed at his father's beaming face, and suddenly recalled their long conversation by candlelight last night. At the moment the candle flame crackled, the old prince's trembling hand touched the old wound on his forehead, tears audibly hitting the rosewood tabletop.
It turned out that he was not the only one who disappeared that year. His eldest brother's eldest son was also left behind forever on a snowy night when he was seven years old, and his little nephew was also killed.
The mastermind behind this is still pretending to be righteous in the throne room...
The mountain breeze brushed past my ears, bringing the singing of tea pickers in the distance.
Jing Yi—no, Xu Dingchun now—touched the warm jade pendant in his arms. It was tied around his waist by his father himself last night. The two characters "Dingchun" were written in powerful strokes. His mother had it custom-made when he was born, but it was too heavy at the time, so she didn't wear it.
Twenty-three years passed, and he finally got his name back, just like the ancient pine tree on the top of the mountain. Even though half of its branches were struck by lightning, its roots deeply rooted in the cracks of the rocks never loosened.
It is a bit regrettable that he could not meet his mother who had suffered so much for him this time, but he believes that they will meet again soon.
When they reached the top of the mountain, Jing Chunxi discovered that the two hills in the back mountain were also included in his own village.
A martial arts training ground was built halfway up the mountain and on the top of the mountain. The layout is similar to that of the training ground in Daqingshan, but the training ground here has several more rows of plum blossom piles of different heights.
Prince Jing saw Jing Chunxi staring at the plum blossom pile in a trance, so he stroked his beard and explained with a smile, "The plum blossom pile trains a person's agility and stability, training their form and their spirit. Three years on the pile, and they can punch in all directions - any child who can stand firmly on the plum blossom pile will have good kung fu." He glanced at the young men on the field and said firmly, "So, we'll select our candidates here."
The coaches had already gathered the children at the martial arts training ground on the top of the mountain. More than a hundred of them were arranged in more than ten rows according to their age. They were of different heights, weights and bodies, but all of them were dressed in uniform, full of energy, and their eyes were filled with eagerness to try.
Jing Chunxi stood on the sidelines, not knowing what to do for a moment, and could only stare blankly at the crowd.
Seeing this, Jing Yi whispered, "Xi'er, are there any requirements? For example, age?"
Jing Chunxi said without hesitation: "As long as Master and Prince Jing think it's good, I want it!"
She actually felt a sense of urgency. She'd already been a bit nervous knowing that her master and his troops might have to follow her uncle back to the army. Now that her master had acknowledged his relatives, he'd have to return to Prince Jing's mansion sooner or later. If they all left, how many people would she have left around her? This thought only solidified her resolve to recruit more people.
My grandfather and uncle both said that people who are brought up from childhood and know their ins and outs are the most loyal.
Jing Yi stared at her and asked again, "What about men and women? Do we need to divide them into specific numbers?"
Jing Chunxi thought for a moment and blurted out, "Girls, pick ten first!"
The image of ten heroic female guards riding horses around her appeared in her mind. It was so majestic that she felt refreshed just thinking about it.
Xu Zize stood aside, his gaze sweeping over the girls in the field. He realized there were more of them than he'd expected. He then looked at Jing Chunxi—even after all her training, she still looked a bit frail. He pondered for a moment, then said, "No, that's too few. We'll pick twenty girls first. If they don't work hard, we'll eliminate them."
As soon as Xu Zize finished speaking, the children in the martial arts training ground became excited, especially the girls.
"Twenty? That's great! I will definitely be chosen!" A tall girl with a high ponytail clenched her fists excitedly. She was slightly taller than Jing Chunxi and looked more mature.
"Do you want to follow this beautiful lady? I must win! I want to follow her." Another younger girl couldn't see ahead even when she stood on tiptoe, so she simply poked her head out from the gap between the two rows of teams and looked at Jing Chunxi with sparkling eyes.
The boys were not to be outdone and pushed each other, saying, "We can't let the girls outdo us! We must be chosen."
……
Seeing the lively atmosphere, Jing Yi nodded slightly, then said loudly: "Men and women will compete according to age! Sixteen people will be in groups, two by two, and those who fall to the ground twice in a row will be defeated and immediately eliminated. The winners will continue, and the last four people will be allowed to take the plum blossom pile!"
Prince Jing and Prince Hong exchanged a glance and nodded simultaneously, clearly very satisfied with the arrangement. This kind of competition should be quick and easy, making it easy to identify promising talent. Even those with talent but insufficient training will still have another chance later.
The coaches acted swiftly, directing the children to regroup and line up, then quickly had them gather around the field. The field was soon filled with people, and even the servants who cooked and did odd jobs on the mountain couldn't help but come over to watch the fun.