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Dugusheng didn't expect that the prospective daughter-in-law from the East Emperor Dynasty was so bold.
He also immediately became a little interested, and ordered: "Neither, then it is so settled, come, move the target."
Next to Qing Meng, Mrs. Young twitched her man a little anxiously: "Devil, how is it? My bow is not good, just in case..."
"What's the case? Even the Donghuangsheng dare to compare, what are you afraid of? The last one is the princess of the straw bag. When you see it, who will protect her," Qing Mengbai said his woman. At a glance.
The post-Qin women have learned riding bowing more or less since childhood, but not everyone specializes in bowing like Qing Qiang.
So it's not just the young lady who is panting.
But everyone thought about it, no matter how bad, it would not be worse than Donghuangsheng.
Everyone looked at Dong Huangsheng's appearance, the thin skin and tender meat, it was as if she hadn't seen the sun a few times, and then looked at her hand, where did she seem to have taken the weapon.
With such a thought, ninety-nine people have already determined that this Huafei candidate is none other than Donghuangsheng.
At the order of Du Gu Sheng, I saw a few martial artists carrying an arrow target that was half a person tall.
The post-Qin's arrow target is not an ordinary grass target. It has a diameter of half a meter. The target is made of golden arrow grass with excellent toughness. It is covered with a two-inch thick rhinoceros skin.
The red target on the bullseye was stained with the blood of Warcraft. Such an animal skin arrow target only weighs more than one hundred kilograms. When you move it up, you can feel a breath of sand.
If the person has poor arm strength, let alone the red heart that hits the arrow target, it is very difficult to hit the arrow target.
"Sheng Shang, if there is a competition, then there should be a referee to show fairness, it would be better to be a referee later," Qing Hou looked very interested and volunteered to take the initiative to serve as a referee.
"It's better to let Weichen serve as the referee. I don't know the Holy Queen, what do you think?"
I saw a Supa warrior came over.
"Director Song, why are you here?" After seeing the person, Emperor Qin couldn't help but show his face.
The noble concubines and princesses who were present also stood up one after another, saluting the people, with a respectful face.
"Master," Du Guxiu did the usual coldness and stepped forward.
Yun Sheng was also surprised. The curator Song was a middle-aged flower farmer she had met in the medicine field earlier.
He was still dressed as a flower farmer. Unexpectedly, he was the curator of the Beidou Budokan.
This Song curator is not only the curator of the Beidou Budo Pavilion, but also a professional teacher of Du Guxiu. At that time, Du Guxiu's combat skills were all learned from Song Curator.
He did not hold any official positions in the DPRK, but he was free to enter and leave the palace. He was the well-deserved first among the post-Qin warriors.
The origin of Curator Song is mysterious, and his cultivation is very high.
There are rumors in the outside world that his cultivation practices have even surpassed Emperor Wu's status.
It's just that the director Song is indifferent in nature, but he is still upright. He has always been unhappy with these red tapes in the palace.
Every year, the Lonely Saint holds a court cuckoo feast, and has invited him, but according to the rules of previous years, he has never attended.
So he suddenly appeared at the cuckoo feast today, and everyone was naturally surprised.
Qinghou met Curator Song, his face changed slightly.
What is the origin of Curator Song, Emperor Qin and others did not understand it, but Qinghou knew it.
Curator Song was sent by the head of the Qilin tribe, Obsidian, to teach the martial arts of Dugu.
Although he was sent by Obsidian, in terms of his seniority, he was also a brother of Obsidian, who was rumored to be the beast altar of the Eight Wastelands tribe.
When Obsidian made friends with Qinghou, she realized that Qinghou was a very ambitious woman. She was obsessed with power and wanted to control the post-Qin dynasty.
In order to prevent Qinghou from becoming bigger and controlling Du Guxiu in the future, Obsidian dispatched Curator Song to help Du Guxiu ascend to the post-Qin emperor's position one day earlier, and also prevent Qinghou's wings from becoming too large.
Indeed, after Curator Song came, Qinghou's relationship with Du Guxiu's mother and son was alienated a lot.
For this reason, Qinghou has always been very angry with Curator Song, and wanted to drive him away, except that Curator Song was very respected by the post-Qin Emperor and Du Guxiu, the father and son, and she could only hate her.
Today's cuckoo feast, the young queen wanted to give Dong Huangsheng some color to see. If she served as a referee, she would naturally be able to use her hands and feet in the competition, but when the curator Song came, she would have no choice but to be sad. Retreated aside.
As soon as Curator Song came, the matter of the referee fell naturally on him.
"Everyone, since Sheng Sheng appointed Song Mou as the referee for this competition, Song Mou was courageous and changed the rules of archery." Curator Song redefined the rules of archery.
The officials and relatives of the civil, military and military officials, all under the age of 30 and over the age of 14, need to participate in this archery competition.
Five arrows are used to determine the winner or loser, whoever has the highest number of shots will win.
According to the rules of the past years, the competition starts from the lower rank and is eligible to participate in the cuckoo feast. From the third rank military officer to the princes and princesses, those who meet the requirements of this archery, including the prospective prince Yunsheng, a total of three female guests ten people.
Five arrows per person, that is one hundred and fifty arrows.
Each arrow has been specially treated. At the tail of the arrow, a copper coin is tied, and the coin is marked with the numbers "one" to "thirty".
But just before the archery competition started, Curator Song opened his mouth again.
"Right now, each female guest has been divided into five arrows marked with different numbers. In this competition, only the final score is recorded, and the winner will not be won until the last person shoots the arrow. The arrows that are shot are not pulled out. The latter archer can shoot down the arrows that were shot by the previous person. If the arrow is shot down, the score of the previous person will not be counted." Curator Song’s archery rules are really like this. The first time I heard.
But in this way, it greatly increases the visibility and exciting degree of archery competition.
Yun Sheng was assigned a tail arrow marked with "one", and in order, she ranked last.
The first to come was the wife of a third-rank military officer. She saw that she had taken the arrows from the guards, and there were five whizzes.
I saw five arrows, all in one go, and fell into the "Seven, Eight, and Nine Rings" one after another.
Worthy of being a military officer's wife, archery is really good.
But despite all this, the couple's expressions were very nervous.
According to Curator Song’s rules for this archery, no one knows the result until the last arrow.
The target is very large, and it is more than enough to hold two or three hundred arrows, but the space is limited in the end. If you don't take the arrow and shoot it to the end, the chance of hitting the target or shooting the arrow will greatly increase.
The rest shot 14 or 5 people in succession. Except for one whose archery skills were slightly inferior, most people's arrows fell on the seven or eight rings.
During the period, two people's arrows were shot down.
"It seems that the post-Qin woman is really a shameless woman who does not allow Xu Mei. Such archery is more than enough to kill the enemy," Du Gu Xiu Xu nodded and said.
"Hopefully, the same will happen to the people behind," Qinghou said, glancing at Yunsheng sideways.
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