Transmigration begins with archery training

Does that include imperial horses?

"Eh-"

Before Chen Sanshi could ponder it carefully...

Suddenly, the white swan horse neighed towards the sky, then rushed out of the stable and began to gallop uncontrollably, jolting violently as if trying to throw its rider off.

"Grass!"

Chen Sanshi nearly flew off the horse. He quickly grabbed the reins with both hands and squeezed the horse's belly tightly with his legs in the stirrups.

Watching others ride horses makes it seem effortless, but only those who have actually ridden one know that it's definitely not an easy thing.

Especially with unruly horses that have a bad temper, a fall could be fatal!

"Eh-"

The white swan horse neighed and charged wildly.

As Chen Sanshi sat on it, he felt a gust of wind rushing past his ears, the scenery around him rushing by, and the horse's resistance made it feel like he was on a roller coaster without a seatbelt.

"What a beast!"

He simply grabbed the horse's neck, trying to subdue it with brute force.

The man and his horse remained locked in a stalemate for a full half hour, unable to determine a victor.

The fighting only ceased temporarily when both sides were exhausted.

[Skill: Horse Riding (Beginner)]

Progress: (35/100)

[Effect: None]

"You're still a mare?"

Chen Sanshi bent down and examined it carefully.

He didn't know much about horses, and he knew that mares were generally smaller, but this one was clearly an anomaly, incredibly strong.

"Hahahahaha!"

A hearty laugh rang out from behind.

Chen Sanshi turned around and realized it was Xiang Tingchun.

At this moment, Xiang Tingchun had removed his armor and was dressed in civilian clothes. His face was more amiable, but he still exuded a faint air of authority.

A thousand households is a fifth-rank official.

A fifth-rank official in Poyang County is already a great position.

It's not just about official rank, but also about personal cultivation and power.

"Master Qianhu."

Chen Sanshi clasped his hands in a salute.

"How about it? This horse isn't easy to tame, is it?"

Xiang Tingchun joked, "That's right, it's hard to tame. If this horse weren't so wild and sometimes even hurt people, no one would have been willing to give it to me, and I certainly wouldn't have been willing to give it to you. As for whether you can tame it, that depends on your own abilities."

Qianhu did not come specifically to find him.

Chen Sanshi noticed that a groom was leading out another white horse not far away, probably because the commander was preparing to set off and happened to meet him here.

"Keep up the good work, and let me know if you need anything."

After Xiang Tingchun finished speaking, he mounted his horse.

His horse was very well-behaved.

Where is he going?

Chen Sanshi pondered, "Last night, did they finally find the key to unlock the magic treasure? Were all the masked men captured? Was Luo Dongquan also there?"

He saw another black horse appear before he left the horse farm, running alongside the white horse.

The man on horseback was Luo Dongquan.

"Was he also involved in the matter of the immortal treasure?"

This group of people is clearly keeping it a secret from the imperial court.

He became increasingly curious about what was inside the box.

……

"Old Luo, don't bring up the matter of selecting forwards again."

Xiang Tingchun said firmly, "At a time when our Great Sheng court is short of people, what kind of order would it be if we continued to fight amongst ourselves?"

"grown ups."

Luo Dongquan said with reluctance, "The first half of next year will be the last time we will select the best commanders."

"So what?"

Xiang Tingchun pulled on the reins: "You need to understand one thing: the Grand Coordinator wields too much power, and coupled with his advanced age, His Majesty has long wanted him to retire."

"Joining the Eighth Battalion at this time may not be a good thing."

"His Majesty has been looking for new people all these years, wanting to reshuffle the northern border. The eight camps are likely to be disbanded and transferred to various places in the east, west, south and north."

"At this critical juncture, if someone can stand out, they may very well rise to a high position under the new governor in the future."

Luo Dongquan listened intently: "So that's why you're planning to cooperate with the martial arts school to find the so-called 'divine treasure'? Is there really such a thing in the world that can quickly improve one's cultivation level?"

"Judging from how excited those old men at the martial arts school are, it doesn't seem fake. I don't know where the barbarians got such a treasure."

"No wonder the barbarian invasions have become more and more frequent since last year."

Xiang Tingchun paused for a moment and continued, "You must remember, our main purpose is not the magic treasure. Those fools, don't they think that if such a thing really existed, could they keep it hidden? The most important thing is to take this opportunity to make the martial arts schools and gentry in the county bleed money so that we can prepare for next spring."

"My lord, are you really planning to cross the Great Wall and take action against the Yuwen tribe's branch?"

Luo Dongquan's expression was solemn: "The barbarians living in the Xihe area have a fighting strength of at least 2,500 people, while we only have 900 people in total. Moreover, we have to report to the Ministry of War and obtain their approval before we can send troops."

"Therefore, I need warhorses, bows and crossbows, food, and medicine, which means I need silver!"

Conversation room.

The two arrived in the fields.

Xiang Tingchun raised his riding whip and pointed at the vast farmland: "See this? This should have been all land belonging to my Dasheng, but what happened? Seven or eight out of ten of it has become the private property of martial arts schools and local gentry!"

"Now that there is constant war, when money is needed, they are unwilling to spend a single penny!"

"The matter of the celestial treasure will just help me scare them."

"With money and power, once we have achieved unparalleled feats, we will have better opportunities in the future. Why should we be confined to the Eight Great Camps?"

"Old Luo, how long have you been with me?"

Luo Dongquan nodded and said, "By winter, it will be exactly twenty-one years."

Xiang Tingchun said in a deep voice, "Of all the people in Poyang, I trust you the most, which is why I entrusted this matter to you alone. I hope you will give me your full support. If we succeed in the future, whatever position I hold, you will hold the same position."

"Rest assured, Lord Commander."

Luo Dongquan cupped his hands and said, "This humble servant is willing to go through fire and water for you, sir, even unto death!"

"Let's go talk to the old guys at the martial arts school."

The two rode their horses into the city and went straight to Tianyuan Martial Arts School.

Liang Zhan greeted them at the door: "My father and several uncles have been preparing food and wine and have been waiting for you for a long time. Please come in, gentlemen!"

After welcoming the guests.

Liang Zhan didn't rush inside. Instead, he waited for a martial arts school disciple to come in and asked, "Have you found the person?"

"To answer the young master's question, no."

The disciple replied, "I haven't seen him in the houses where my fellow disciples live in the city, nor at our old home in Yanbian Village. After asking around, everyone says they haven't seen Qin Feng."

"disappeared?"

Liang Zhan tapped his palm with his folding fan: "He was probably killed by that kid surnamed Chen in the army."

"Young Master, what should we do?" The disciple was familiar with Qin Feng and his mind was heavy.

Liang Zhan said coldly, "What else can we do? We have no evidence. If you die, you die. Do you expect me to give you a sword so you can storm the military camp and take revenge?"

The disciple fell silent.

Liang Zhan scoffed.

Qin Feng is a good person. He has been working at their martial arts school for several years. He is hardworking and loyal.

By chance, he overheard a confidential conversation between the boy and his father a while ago. Considering that the boy was usually very tight-lipped, he didn't kill him but instead took him on as his personal disciple.

As a result, he couldn't think straight and insisted on going to his death.

He tried to persuade them and offered help.

To him, Qin Feng's life was only worth a few dozen taels of silver.

Tianyuan Martial Arts School has other direct disciples, so Liang Zhan wouldn't be foolish enough to risk avenging them.

"This Brother Chen is quite interesting!"

"Qin Feng was a master of blood cultivation, yet he was killed so easily."

"Such a talented person, I must get to know him properly once I'm done with this busy period."

"Last night... happened to be the time when the barbarians escaped from the city, quite a coincidence."

Liang Zhan narrowed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought.