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Chapter 587 Cheer Up, Let's Not Lose Face! [1st Update]

Chapter 587 Cheer Up, Let's Not Lose Face! [1st Update]

hotel.

"Brothers, raise your glasses!"

Niu Gao stood up with his wine bowl in hand and called out, and Dong Xian, Meng Bangjie, Zhuge Ying, and the others also stood up with their wine bowls in hand.

"We're out of luck on the archery track, but we'll have to rely on Zhuge Liang on the strategy track!"

"Zhuge, show us the skills of your ancestors!"
"You don't need much, just a fraction is enough, and I guarantee you'll sweep across the land!"

Niu Gao looked at Zhuge Ying with hopeful eyes:
"Let's all wish Zhuge Liang victory in the military strategy competition!"
"Done!"

The brothers cheered loudly and toasted Zhuge Ying together.

This put Zhuge Ying under immense pressure, making him feel that if he didn't win the championship, he would have no face to return to his brothers.

Zhuge Ying, who was already a little nervous, became even more nervous...

……

That's quite a boast!

Those surnamed Zhuge are descendants of Zhuge Liang.

If that's the case, do you know that Guiguzi's surname was Wang?

Wang Zuo, sitting at the next table, heard their boastful words, smiled, shook his head, and looked at Wu Shangzhi:

"Brother, don't feel pressured on the strategy track this afternoon. I'll cover for you."

Wu Shangzhi confidently took a bite of beef: "Don't worry, brother, I'll definitely get into the top three!"

Yang Hu, who was having lunch with the new friends he made that morning, laid out the unpleasant truth upfront:

"Brothers, I apologize for the afternoon!"

"Oh——"

Wang Zuo, Wu Shangzhi, and Hua Pufang were all annoyed. Hua Pufang didn't know what to say, but Wang Zuo asked with a smile:

"I wonder how Tiger's handwriting is?"

Yang Hu was struck dumb: "I still have to write?"

Wang Zuo and Wu Shangzhi laughed heartily: "The military strategy track is just theoretical!"
"Brother Tiger, do you think this is just empty talk?"

broken!

Yang Hu was immediately drenched in sweat: "What should I do? I can't write..."

Hua Pufang said weakly, "I...I don't know either..."

Wang Zuo and Wu Shangzhi: (ω)(ω)
At the same time, Gao Chong rushed off to inform his brothers of the bad news:

"Brothers, do you know?"
"I just asked my father, and the strategy competition this afternoon is a paper-based test!"
"There are also requirements for handwriting; those with ugly handwriting are immediately eliminated!"

"You're only just finding out now..."

Di Lei sighed: "Otherwise, why do you think I didn't sign up?"

Zheng Huai shook his head with a wry smile: "We just don't want to embarrass ourselves because our handwriting is so bad..."

Di Lei was a descendant of Di Qing, the Prince of Pingxi, and Zheng Huai was a descendant of Zheng En, the Prince of Runan. They were both sons of military families.

Unfortunately, his family had fallen on hard times. He could still practice martial arts, but reading and writing were truly out of the question.

"You are stronger than us!"

Yu Hualong and He Yuanqing comforted them, saying, "We can't even read yet!"

Yang Zaixing was delighted; among all his brothers, only his calligraphy was presentable.

So, in this afternoon's strategy track, I might be able to win the championship without even shedding a drop of blood!
While they were howling and wailing, Cai Fu came in, pointed at them, and laughed and cursed:

“You lot, I specially invited the prime minister to teach you to read and write!”
"You guys are all so good, you're all late, leave early, and have too much bodily waste. You're lively and energetic after class, but you sleep during class!"

"Those who don't sleep aren't idle either; the prime minister is speaking up there, and you're all speaking down there..."

"Now you understand the importance of being literate?"

Gao Chong, Yu Hualong, and He Yuanqing all said they understood with long faces, and Cai Fu took the opportunity to expand his gains:

“From today onwards, you bunch of brats will have to take your academic classes seriously and learn 3,000 characters within six months!”

"No cheating or shirking your duties! I'll be doing spot checks on you all at the end of the year!"

The children were dejected, and even the most delicious food didn't taste good. They remained listless until the afternoon's assessment of military strategy.

The afternoon's military strategy competition also took place at the small training ground, to facilitate onlookers. Tables and chairs were set up below the platform, with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones provided for the contestants to use when answering their questions.

It was April, and the weather was neither too hot nor too cold, so being outdoors was fine.

Wang Zuo, Wu Shangzhi, Yang Hu, and Hua Pufang arrived early.

Wang Zuo and Wu Shangzhi smugly bowed to Yang Hu and Hua Pufang:

"Thank you both for seeing us off. We'll stop here; we need to go into the exam room now."

Yang Hu and Hua Pufang snorted: "We're going to take the exam too!"

Wang Zuo asked sarcastically, "Didn't you all say you couldn't write?"

Yang Hu puffed out his chest muscles: "We can draw it!"

Wang Zuo and Wu Shangzhi exchanged a glance, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Then let's go together!"

Yang Hu and Hua Pufang: "Let's go together!"

Before long, Niu Gao, Dong Xian, and the others arrived, escorting Zhuge Ying.

Before entering the examination room, Zhuge Ying was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Liu Guoshen and Chen Junyou massaged Zhuge Ying's arms from both sides, while Gongsun Lang massaged her shoulders from behind. Meng Bangjie handed her a water pouch to moisten her throat, and Niu Gao and Dong Xian each fanned her with a large palm-leaf fan...

While fanning himself, Niu Gao said, "Brother, cheer up! You're a descendant of Zhuge Liang!"

Dong Xian: "Yes, Zhuge, we can't lose face!"

Zhuge Ying, being waited on by his brothers, was completely stiff, and walked into the examination room like a robot.

After all, he was the hope of the "Seven Monsters of Qingfeng Mountain"!
"Senior Brother, Third Brother, what are you doing here?"

He Yuanqing's voice came from behind.

Niu Gao and Dong Xian turned around and saw He Yuanqing, and then they saw that all the second-generation generals had arrived.

After exchanging a few jokes and laughter, Niu Gao and Dong Xian introduced them to their newly sworn brothers.

"Brother Daxing, are you all here to take the exam?"

Niu Gao asked Yang Zaixing, "Among the second generation of generals of our generation, Yang Zaixing is the eldest."

Yang Zaixing said yes, and Niu Gao asked He Yuanqing curiously, "You too?"

"I'm not!"

He Yuanqing said matter-of-factly, "We're here to keep our eldest brother, third brother, Kui-ge'er, Huai-ge'er, Da-lei, and Lao Luo company company!"

Gao Chong, Zhang Kui, Zheng Huai, Di Lei, and Luo Yanqing, these descendants of military families, finally decided to give it a try.

Even if the handwriting is ugly, it's still better than being illiterate, right?

After they sat down, someone suddenly said, "Hey? An old man has arrived!"

"Shh-"

Everyone turned to look, and sure enough, the white-haired Zong Ze arrived accompanied by Zong Fang and Wang Jin.

Most of the contestants were young people in their teens and twenties; Wang Jin, who was in his thirties, was considered old.

As a result, Zong Ze directly extended the age range to over sixty years old, making him stand out in the crowd.

"I saw this old man during the preliminary rounds, I never expected him to sneak into the second round!"

"At this age, why are you still vying to be a pioneer!"

"Does he really think he's Huang Zhong?"

"Go home and take care of your grandson!"

Zong Ze overheard the whispers among the contestants.

However, Zong Ze remained calm and composed, and even stopped Zong Fang from going over to argue with him:
"Alright, do you still want to shut people up?"

"It's actually quite simple to shut them up..."

"I'm going to participate in the competition. You all stay here and don't move."

Zong Ze patted his son on the shoulder, nodded to Wang Jin, and strolled into the arena.

The military strategy track is about to begin.

(End of this chapter)

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