Chapter 223 Give a Step

At that time, Shen Ningning was still in class.

Chen Shaobei saw her carriage parked outside the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies and was about to walk over and ask her coachman to go find Shen Ningning for him.

However, as soon as he reached the carriage, someone happened to lift the curtain and come out.

Jiang Zhi and Chen Shaobei looked at each other, and both of them were stunned.

"You still dare to come?" Jiang Zhi took out the kitchen knife from her waist and pressed it against Chen Shaobei's collar: "You noble people only know how to bully a child. Why are you here? Do you want to make Sister Ningning cry? Make her sad?"

Chen Shaobei was not in a hurry to answer. He lowered his cold and serious eyes and looked at the kitchen knife at his throat.

Jiang Zhi probably sharpened it for self-defense. The handle of the knife was tied with a red rope.

He picked up the oil paper bag in his hand, looked fearless, and replied calmly: "I'm here to deliver cakes to the princess, but the main thing is to look for you. Since you are here, it's just right."

Jiang Zhi's suspicious eyes turned from the oil paper bag back to Chen Shaobei.

"What do you want from me? Tell me."

"In the near future, my father will hold a martial arts competition at the racecourse to select thirty soldiers. You are very skilled. I recommend you to take part in the selection."

"I won't go." Jiang Zhi refused without thinking.

Chen Shaobei's tone was calm and patient: "Don't refuse in a hurry. If you are really selected, it will not only be as simple as a soldier, but also my father or the guards around me."

"With this status, if you follow us into battle to kill the enemy in the future, the imperial court will directly promote you to a high-level military commander when you return to the court."

To put it bluntly, he gave Jiang Zhi a shortcut to becoming an official.

Ordinary military commanders must participate in rigorous martial arts at all levels.

But you can also use this method to first become a soldier under the command of the general in the court.

When you find a suitable opportunity and return from killing the enemy on the battlefield, you can directly enter the court.

But Jiang Zhi still disagreed.

She put the kitchen knife on her waist again and laughed in a tomboy tone.

"Even if you say it's all fantastic, I won't go. We met by chance. How could you be so kind and provide me with this opportunity?"

"If you have nothing to do to be courteous, let the chicken give the weasel New Year's greetings!" She folded her arms and leaned on the shaft of the car.

Chen Shaobei was helpless and said in a calm voice: "It's a weasel paying New Year's greetings to a rooster, but I don't have bad intentions."

Jiang Zhi glanced at him from the corner of her eyes: "You don't have to say it anymore, I will never go to the martial arts tournament anyway."

"Let's not talk about whether I am willing to work in the General's Mansion. Let's just say that in the current situation of Sister Ningning, I should stand by her side and distance myself from you to avoid suspicion. Do you understand?"

Chen Shaobei nodded, his eyes as calm as a deep pool without any ripples.

His thin lips curled up slightly and he chuckled.

"Don't you want to give yourself a chance and give your father a chance?"

"How many people are members of the bandit king Jiang Xiaofeng's Tongsheng Fist now? He made great contributions to the court, but he also died at the hands of the court, and no one avenged him."

"If you can rely on your own ability to stand in the court, one day you will definitely have the opportunity to clear your father's name."

"Whether your father is a bandit king or a tycoon, when you become powerful, it is only a matter of your words."

Jiang Zhi was stunned.

The cold wind blew the hair under her felt hat bleakly.

In order to dress up like a tomboy, she specially thickened her eyebrows and rubbed a layer of substance on her face, which made her look yellow and dull.

However, Chen Shaobei saw up close that her eyes were unparalleledly clear, with a light brown outer ring around her pupils, making her overall facial features appear delicate.

How could there be a boy who looks so like a girl?

Chen Shaobei thought to himself.

He could see that Jiang Zhi had many concerns, but he must convince her to agree today.

It's not that he thinks much about Jiang Zhi, but that it was Mo Lingwei who gave him the order to give Jiang Zhi a chance to enter the general's mansion.

Mo Lingwei still wanted to find a way to reconcile with Shen Ningning.

Therefore, the arrogant Crown Prince gave this arduous task to Chen Shaobei.

In this short moment, Jiang Zhi had already thought about it. She shook her head: "Forget it, I..."

However, before she could finish her words, a soft voice came from beside her: "Brother Jiang, you must go to the martial arts tournament!"

The two of them turned to look, and saw Shen Ningning running over with her skirt in her little hand and a book in her hand.

She was wearing a bright red thick coat with auspicious cloud patterns, with a circle of white rabbit plush on the collar and cuffs, which complemented the little guy's petite and fair face.

Shen Ningning ran to them wearing a pair of white riding boots and jingling bells.

Her face turned red: "I heard what you just said. Brother Jiang, you don't have to refuse such a good opportunity for my sake."

"I think Uncle Jiang has a spirit in heaven. He will be particularly happy if he can see you carrying forward his Tongsheng Fist and going into battle to kill the enemy."

Deep down in her heart, of course Jiang Zhi wanted to go, but she also had a resistance to the imperial court.

However, now that she heard Shen Ningning's encouragement, Jiang Zhi finally felt a little moved.

Finally, she looked at Chen Shaobei: "Okay, since sister Ningning supports me, I'll give it a try."

Chen Shaobei chuckled: "The martial arts competition will be held in six days. I will come here to pick you up and the princess."

Shen Ningning raised her little head and blinked her round black eyes: "Should I go too?"

Chen Shaobei asked back: "Won't the princess go and cheer for Brother Jiang?"

As soon as these words came out, Shen Ningning suddenly smiled and raised her eyebrows: "Yes, then I want to go!"

Chen Shaobei smiled calmly.

He handed the cakes he brought to Shen Ningning: "I heard that the princess likes to eat them, so I bought them specially and brought them with me. It's getting late, so I'll take my leave first."

After that, Chen Shaobei jumped on the horse, his figure was neat and handsome.

Jiang Zhi looked at his back and said with a sigh: "This Chen Shaobei, I admire him a little bit, he is really a little bit of the heroic spirit of a young general."

After she finished speaking, she couldn't wait for Shen Ningning's response.

Looking down, Shen Ningning's eyes were red again.

Jiang Zhi was startled and hurriedly got off the carriage: "What's wrong, sister Ningning, why are you crying again?"

Shen Ningning looked at the cake in her hand and choked up and said: "Only my brother knows that I like this taste."

"Ah?" Jiang Zhi was stunned for a moment, and then she was angry: "This Chen Shaobei, I knew that he would make you cry as soon as he appeared!"

She hurriedly wiped the tears of the little guy with her sleeve: "Sister Ningning, don't be sad."

Shen Ningning's little nose was red, and she raised her big misty eyes: "Sister Jiang Zhi, maybe my brother is no longer angry with me?"

Jiang Zhi hesitated for a moment: "This... I'm not sure, maybe..."

The heavy snow fell for two consecutive days.

On the day of the martial arts competition, it finally stopped.

The sun, which had not appeared for a long time, was shining brightly.

However, the land of Cangyun Country was still covered with ice and snow, and the cold wind was biting.

The racecourse had already set up a large circular arena, and people with lofty ideals from all sides would go up to the stage to compete.

When Shen Ningning arrived, she saw that there were already quite a few people outside the venue.

Jiang Zhi glanced at them and was surprised: "Wow, there must be thousands of people here!"

It was so crowded.

Chen Ye, who was driving the car, smiled and said: "This is the selection of the Zhenbei General's Mansion. We martial artists want to become a member of the Zhenbei Army the most. That is something that can bring honor to our ancestors."

It was not because of anything else, but because the Zhenbei General participated in countless battles in his life and never lost a battle.

The reason why Cangyun Kingdom suffered from drought and was not invaded by foreign enemies was precisely because of such a tiger and wolf army, which shocked foreign countries.

After hearing this, Shen Ningning said to Jiang Zhi: "Brother Jiang, you must perform well in a while, don't be afraid."

She and Jiang Zhi got off the carriage one after another, and the Black Wolf King and Wolf Three also wanted to get out of the crowded carriage.

But the little guy pressed on the Black Wolf King's mouth and pushed back.