Chapter 158

As soon as the voice fell, someone immediately sent the bow and arrow to them. Zhao Sicheng took the bow in his hand, tried the tension of the string, looked at the red heart target ten feet away, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with satisfaction.

"They each have ten arrows. At the end of the game, they must all have ten arrows on the target. The red heart in the middle gets ten points. The more they are outside, the less points they get. If they are missing, they will be treated as not winning and zero points."

On the other side, Lin Feifan's face was solemn and dignified, and his previous smile had long been put away. Everyone knows that Zhao Sicheng's archery is known as a hundred shots and a hundred hits, not to mention the Dongwan state. Even within the four countries, it belongs to one and two.

Lin Feifan has studied Zhao Sicheng for a long time and knows that he is his biggest opponent today, but even if he knows that he has no absolute chance of winning, Lin Feifan will let him see his strength on the occasion of the four nation congress.

Pick up a white feather arrow, Lin Feifan holds a curved bow and glances at Zhao Sicheng. Similarly, the corners of his lips outline a sneer.

"Lin Shizi, please." Zhao Sicheng said with a light smile and raised his hand.

"No, Zhao Shizi, please." Lin Feifan smiled at him with a gentle appearance, which was very elegant.

"In that case, you're welcome. Lin Shizi, please look!" With that, Zhao Sicheng changed hands and picked up an arrow. In an instant, the bow was as full as the moon. He put a white mark on the white feather arrow on the bow string and shot out in an instant.

A small soldier quickly ran to check, then held a small red flag and raised it to the people, shouting, "red heart, very."

There was an uproar and everyone clapped.

Lin Feifan took his time, put up his bow and arrow, looked straight ahead, and his sharp eyes were like a goshawk staring at his prey. The hand holding the tail of the arrow suddenly loosened and the arrow shot out like lightning.

"Red heart, very." The soldier's voice immediately sounded.

As expected, the scene also burst into applause, as well as the screams of countless women.

"Not bad, Lin Shizi. It's interesting to have a game like this!" Zhao Sicheng looked at Lin Feifan with appreciation. Lin Feifan also smiled politely with him.

Finally, Zhao Sicheng finished his ten arrows, and sure enough, he shot 100 times, and Lin Feifan lost his common heart with his last arrow. He shook his hand slightly and didn't hit the red heart. He missed a move in chess.

The second pair is nangongchen, the fifth Prince of Western Chu, and situ Jun, the son of the Prime Minister of North Vietnam. Luo qingluan has never liked nangongchen, but she was surprised when the first arrow came down.

Looking at the first arrow in the middle of Hongxin, she frowned slightly and said to Nalan night, "unexpectedly, Nangong Chen has good archery."

"Although Nangong Chen has never been liked by his majesty, he still has some skills."

Nalan night's eyes flashed a dark and unidentified light and said faintly, "don't forget qingluan. Although he likes women and even openly goes in and out of the brothel as the prince, why does his majesty rarely punish him? At most, he scolded him. He has never lost Nangong Chen."

"You mean..."

Looking back on this, Luo qingluan couldn't help understanding something.

Nangong Chen seems to be hiding something deep. The more a person behaves like this, the more he proves anything. In that case, she will take back her previous disdain to prevent Nangong Chen's evil heart.

What is the purpose of a prince to hide people's eyes and ears, hide his power and bide his time? People with a clear eye should understand it when they think about it.

At the end of the second round of competition, Luo qingluan had guessed the result in advance. As expected, situ Jun of North Vietnam lost, only two points short.

Just when they thought the game was over, they didn't wait for situ Jun to come to an end. They saw the North Vietnamese emperor Hanson severely pat the table in front of them and said in a gloomy way: "come on, situ Jun lost the game and blamed 30 lashes."

what? If you lose the game, you should be punished in public?

Everyone was stunned and turned to look at Han Xun one by one. All the courtiers of Western Chu, including the emperor of Western Chu, did not expect it. Princess song grew up in amazement: "Your Majesty, this is inevitable..."

But situ Jun didn't plead for himself. He didn't say a word. Then he was beaten to the ground by two North Vietnamese bodyguards.

Pa Pa!

The amazing sound of whips resounded through the square. Those senior officials and nobles who had seen the world were better. The daughter of the boudoir could not bear to turn her head and didn't dare to see more. The people of Western Chu who had been watching around were frightened and cold.

When the whip went down, situ Jun's coat was broken, but three whips made his skin crack. Situ Jun could not bear the pain and groaned low, but he clenched his teeth and didn't ask for mercy.

Han Xun was not moved at all. He stared at his courtiers and was covered in flesh and blood until the whipping was over. Situ Jun had fainted with scars and was dragged down.

The world has heard of Hanson's cruelty, but now it really sees it and is stunned.

"God, this young man is the emperor of North Vietnam? Is he so cruel?" All the people talked about it one after another.

"Isn't it because North Vietnam was almost destroyed by our king of Chu, which led to his loss of heart and madness? Hey, it seems that the people of North Vietnam live miserably, even those who are officials, not to mention the little people like us."

"Yes, it seems that it's better for us Xichu..."

"Yes, if your majesty is kind, you'd better let the king of Chu go out and kill the North Vietnamese emperor. It's most appropriate to directly integrate the scourge of the province into our western Chu."

Although everyone's comments were noisy, some of them fell into Luo qingluan's ears. She stared thoughtfully at Hansen: "Hansen is so competitive that he punished his subjects with torture in public. I'm afraid he's determined to win the first place this time. Shouldn't he cheat?"

In this regard, Nalan night didn't care. He said quietly, "Hanson's demonstration is also a deterrent to others. And situ Jun didn't resist at all, which proves that they had made a military order long before the game."

"Hanson is not simple!"

Luo qingluan nodded, and his heart could not help but be covered with a shadow.

It won't be long before Nalan night's game. I'm afraid Hanson will play some tricks. She didn't know whether it was a dark hand or other conspiracy. She could only remind Nalan night to be careful as much as possible.

In the last round of the competition, the winner was decided between Nangong Chen and Zhao Sicheng.

This game was decided between the five princes of Western Chu and the sons of the seven princes of Dongwan state. Even the emperor of Western Chu paid more attention. The Manchu courtiers were even more nervous, because this game was over. If the Western Chu could win the next round first, it would take the lead.

"Nalan night, you say Nangong Chen and Zhao Sicheng, who will win?" Luo qingluan asked with a smile.

"What do you say?" Nalan night put down the tea lamp in his hand and didn't answer the question.

After deliberately thinking for a moment, Luo qingluan said with a smile: "nangongchen and Zhao Sicheng had full marks before, which proves that they are equal. I don't know Zhao Sicheng, but nangongchen has always hidden his edge. I guess... What can really win must be nangongchen, but he won't win."

As soon as the voice fell, Nangong Chen's arrow had been shot out on the field.

The tail of the white feather arrow kept shaking, but it only shot at the edge of the red heart.

At the same time, Zhao Sicheng's arrow was also shot without error, and the red heart was right in the middle!

"Good!" Xiao Yuqi, the crown prince of Dongwan, couldn't help laughing and applauding. The duanrou Princess Xiao Ningyu beside him was even more smiling, and her excited little face flushed.

Nangong Chen arched and smiled: "Zhao Shizi's archery is exquisite, and I am convinced." With that, he knelt down on one knee towards the Western Chu emperor and said with a fist: "father, the child is humiliating the national prestige. Please punish him."

The emperor of Western Chu smiled with no mind: "what's the punishment? Get up, Emperor. I haven't seen you shoot an arrow at ordinary times. I didn't expect it. It's just a little worse in the end. You'll be better if you go back and practice hard in the future."

"Thank you for your kindness."

Looking at nangongchen's performance, Luo qingluan smiled proudly at Nalan night: "how? I'm right?"

Looking at the brilliance flying in her eyebrows, Nalan night couldn't help being handsome, She shook her head reluctantly: "yes, I knew that the empress was the most powerful. Nangong Chen obviously could win, but he deliberately failed. He did not offend Dongwan, but also showed his ability and won the favor of his majesty. But all this was seen by the empress. If I say, in fact, the empress is the most powerful."

"No!" Luo qingluan blinked.

Immediately, the emperor of Western Chu took the lead in clapping and cheering loudly, nodding to Xiao Yuqi: "Dongwan country is worthy of being the first powerful country. As expected, there are a lot of talents."

Song Guifei immediately echoed with a smile: "yes, Dongwan is rich and strong, the climate is pleasant, and handsome men and beautiful women emerge one after another."

"Exactly, exactly." When the officials saw that the emperor and the imperial concubine praised Dongwan, they couldn't help but echo it. The envoys of Dongwan were flattered. Even Xiao Yuqi couldn't help smiling.

Soon, the second round of the martial arts test began.

People have long known that the second race was horse racing. Although the four countries did not fight for years, the war between North Vietnam and Western Chu five years ago is still fresh in people's memory. The trade among the four countries is the most popular for horse sales, both in terms of profit and shortage.

When Xue Shiping, the son of Duke Wei Qinghou, appeared with a jujube red horse, everyone stared at the horse beside him for the first time.

The eyes are round and bright, and the mane is glossy and smooth after being combed. From time to time, the nose makes a whistling sound. Dark four hoofs, head held high, tall, vigorous and divine.

"It's said that emperor Dongwan raised a thousand mile horse, which is called day by day. I don't know if it's this one." The speaker was the emperor of Western Chu. He stroked his long beard, looked at Xiao Yuqi and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty has good eyesight. This is day by day." Xiao Yuqi arched his hand and said, "every day is my father's favorite horse. This time, in order to participate in the competition, I sent it all the way to the Western Chu."

"OK, I'll have a good look later. Is it your daily god horse or my frost?"

Following the eyes of the Western Chu emperor, Luo qingluan also saw a snow-white foal led by the second prince Nangong Yu.

He couldn't help but brighten his eyes. Luo qingluan held Nalan night's hand and couldn't help holding it tightly. He praised: "this horse is so beautiful, I like it!"