The evening glow poured down like molten gold, dyeing the dome of the sky into a sea of crimson flame.
Between the curling and unfurling clouds, it seemed as if a Vermilion Bird spread its wings; streams of gold-red light fell from the cloud tops to the mortal world, plating the blue stone slab road beneath their feet with a layer of gilt.
"Uncle, do you think you can win first place?" Jiang Yiming asked on the way back. "If you win first place, does that mean you can ride a horse through the streets?"
"The Martial Examination List comes out tomorrow. We'll know tomorrow!" Jiang Ning walked slowly with his hands behind his back, the dark patterns on his black outfit appearing and vanishing faintly under the evening glow.
He did not care very much about becoming the Martial Champion.
To him, obtaining the title of Martial Scholar was enough.
First, it would grant him scholarly status; second, it would also give him the qualifications to attend the Provincial Examination in Prefecture City during the summer.
That was the true focus.
As for the Martial Champion of Dongling County...
In his view, it was merely a pleasant-sounding title.
Moreover, with Yan Youjiao having likewise received three First Class evaluations, he also felt his chances of becoming the champion of the Martial Arts Children's Examination were very low.
Because it was very easy to play some petty tricks with the Martial Examination essay.
And Yan Youjiao was the second son of that Duwei Yan.
With Duwei Yan there, he did not hold much hope.
Even if one set aside the slight rift between him and Duwei Yan, and the fact that he had once intercepted halfway and shot dead Cao Rong, that capable general under Duwei Yan's command...
Just relying