Chapter 158: Nan Gongchen's heart

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When the voice just fell, someone immediately sent the bow and arrow to the two. Zhao Sicheng took the bow to his hand and tried the tension of the string. He looked at the red heart and arrow target outside the ten-footer, and his mouth was satisfied with the hook.
"There are ten arrows in each of the two. At the end of the game, ten arrows must be on the target. The red heart is very strong. The more the score is, the less the score is, and the missing one is not processed."
Lin Feifan on the other side looked sad, with a hint of dignity, and the previous smile had long been put away. Everyone knows that Zhao Sicheng's archery is known as Baifa Baizhong, not to mention Dongwanguo, even within the four countries.
Lin Feifan studied Zhao Sicheng for a long time, knowing that he is his biggest opponent today, but even if he understands that he has no absolute chance of winning, Lin Feifan should let him see his own power in the occasion of the Fourth National Congress.
Picking up a white feather arrow, Lin Feifan held a curved bow and glanced at Zhao Sicheng, and the same corner of his lips outlined a sneer.
"Lin Shizi, please." Zhao Sicheng said with a smile, raised his hand.
"No, Zhao Shizi first invited." Lin Feifan looked like a gentleman, smiled at him, very graceful.
"In this case, it is not polite in the next, Lin Shizi please see!" After that, Zhao Sicheng took an arrow and instantly bowed like a moon. He took a white feather on the bowstring and brought a white mark. Shot it out.
A small soldier quickly ran to check, then took the red flag and raised it to the crowd, shouting: "Red heart, very."
The scene was awkward and everyone was applauding.
Lin Feifan did not panic, set up bows and arrows, his eyes looked straight ahead, and his sharp eyes were like the goshawks staring at the prey. The hand that clasped the tail of the arrow was suddenly loose, and the arrow shot out with lightning.
"Red heart, very." The voice of the soldier immediately rang.
Unsurprisingly, the scene also sounded applause from everyone, as well as the screams of countless women.
"Not bad, Lin Shizi, this game is interesting!" Zhao Sicheng appreciatively looked at Lin Feifan, Lin Feifan also politely smiled at him.
In the end, Zhao Sicheng finished the ten arrows, and sure enough, and Lin Feifan lost his usual heart in the last arrow, his hand shook slightly, did not hit the red heart, and the chess was a trick.
The second pair was played by Xichu Wuzizi Nangongchen, the son of the North Vietnamese priest, Situ Jun. For Nangongchen, Luo Qingyi had always had no good feelings, but the first arrow down made her feel surprised.
Looking at the first arrow of the red heart in the middle, she frowned at Nalan’s night road:
I don’t think this Nangongchen is good for archery.

"Nan Gongchen, although he has never been liked by his majesty, but the ability is still somewhat."
Nalan’s eyes flashed a glimpse of dark and unclear light, and faintly said:
You can’t forget the green scorpion. Although he likes the female color, he even publicly enters the brothel as a prince, but why does he punish him rarely? It is a scolding sentence, the real loss of Nangongchen has never been."
"what do you mean……"
Recalling this point, Luo Qingyi could not help but understand what.
Nan Gongchen, this person seems to be a little hidden. The more a person ishave, the more he proves it. In this case, she will take back the previous disdain to prevent Nan Gongchen from being out of control.
A prince, to hide people's eyes and ears, to keep a low profile, what is it for? A discerning person should understand it when thinking about it.
The second round of the test ended, Luo Qingyi had already guessed the result in advance, and it turned out that Situ Jun of the North Vietnamese country lost, only two points.
Just when everyone thought that the game was over, but they didn't wait for Situ Jun to end, they saw the case in front of a shot by the North Vietnamese emperor Hanxun. The gloomy road said: "Come, Situ Jun defeated the game, and blamed the 30 whip. ""
what? Did the game lose to be publicly punished?
Everyone was shocked, and turned to look at Han Xun one by one. A group of Xichu courtiers including Xi Chudi did not think that Song Guifei grew up with amazement: "Your Majesty, this is inevitable..."
However, Situ Jun did not plead for himself, and he did not say a word, and was immediately put down on the ground by two North Vietnamese guards and accepted the whip.
Hey!
The amazing whip sounds all over the square, and the great aristocrats who have seen the world are better. The crowds of the public have already turned their heads and cannot dare to look at them. The people of Xichu, who have been watching around, have been frightened and watched, and they are all cold.
After a whip, Situ Jun's coat was broken, but the three whipes were fleshy. Situ Jun couldn't stand the painful low-pitched squatting, but he did not make a beg for mercy.
Han Xun was even unmoved, and stared at his own courtiers, and his blood was blurred. Until the whip was finished, Situ Jun had already passed away with scars and bruises, and people were dragged down.
For the brutality of Hanxun, the world has heard of it, but now it is really stunned by the eyes of everyone.
"God, this young man is the emperor of North Vietnam? Is it so cruel?" A lot of people talked about it.
"Isn't it because North Vietnam was almost destroyed by our king of Chu, causing him to lose heart?" It seems that the people of North Vietnam live a very miserable life, even the official, not to mention our small people. ""
"Yes, it seems that we are good at West Chu..."
"Yes, if you are a good man, it is best to let the king of Chu go out and kill the North Vietnamese emperor. The evil of the province is directly suitable for us."
Although the discussion of the people is noisy, it has somewhat fallen into the ears of Luo Qing. She stared at Han Xun thoughtfully: "This Han Xun is so competitive and arrogant, even in public use torture to punish the court, afraid that it is the first place to win this time, it will not swindle?"
In this regard, Nalan night did not care, the cloud said lightly: "Han Xun took the demonstration, it is also shocking others. And Situ Jun did not resist at all, it proves that they have already set up before the game. The military order is up."
"Hanson is not a simple person!"
Luo Qingyi nodded, and his heart could not help but cast a shadow.
It will not be long before Nalan’s night game, I’m afraid that Hanson will definitely play tricks. Whether it is a dark hand or other intrigues, she is not aware of it now. She can only remind Nalan to be as careful as possible.
In the final round of the game, it was because of the difference between Nangongchen and Zhao Sicheng.
In this game, the five princes of Xichu and the sons of the seven kings of Dongwan State decided to win and lose. Even the Western Chu Emperor paid more attention. Manchuchen is even more nervous, because at the end of this game, if West Chu can take the lead in winning the next round, it will take the lead.
"Nalan night, you said Nangongchen and Zhao Sicheng, who will win?" Luo Qingyi asked like a smile.
"What do you say?" Nalan put down the tea in the hands of the night, and did not answer.
So the meaning of the moment for a moment, Luo Qingxiao smiled: "Nan Gongchen and Zhao Sicheng were full marks before, they proved that they are equal. Zhao Sicheng I do not understand, but Nangong Chen has been hiding the edge, I guess ... can really win It must be Nangongchen, but he won't win."
The voice just fell, on the field, the arrow of Nangongchen has already been shot.
The white feather arrow swayed at the end, but only shot at the edge of the red heart.
At the same time, Zhao Sicheng’s arrow was also shot, and there was no mistake, and the heart was in the middle!
"Not bad!" Xiao Yu, the Highness of the Prince of Dongwan, could not help but laugh and applaud. The Duan Princess, who is next to him, is even more smiling, and a little face with excitement is flushed.
Nan Gongchen smiled and said: "Zhao Shizi's archery skills are superb, and the king is convinced by oral administration." After that, he bowed to the west Chudi on one knee and held a fist: "Father, the child is humiliated, please punish."
Xi Chudi smiled uncomfortably: "What is the punishment, the emperor gets up. You can't see you shooting the arrow when you are not in peace. I don't think it is unexpected. But it is a little worse. You will go back to work later. Practice, it must be better."
"Thank you for your father's refusal."
Looking at the performance of Nan Gongchen, Luo Qingying smiled proudly at Nalan night: "How? I am right?"
Looking at the brilliance of her flying eyes, Nalan couldn't stop her, and she couldn't help but shake her head. "Yes, I know that the female is the most powerful. Nangong Chen Mingming can win, but deliberately defeated. I have not offended Dong Wan, but also demonstrated my ability and won the favor of my Majesty. But all this is seen by the woman, I want to say, in fact, the woman is the most powerful."
"Not!" Luo Qing blinked.
Immediately, Xi Chudi took the lead and applauded and applauded loudly. He nodded toward Xiao Yu: "Dongwan State is the first power, and it really means talent."
Song Guizhen immediately added the smile of Yan Xiaohua: "Yes, Dongwan is rich and strong, the climate is pleasant, and the beauty of men and women is endless."
"Exactly, it is." The group of officials saw the emperor and the nobles as if they praised Dongwan. If they couldn’t hurry, the Dongwan’s emissaries were even more praised, and even Xiao Yu’s could not help but face. With a smile.
Soon, the second round of the martial arts test began.
Everyone knows for a long time that the second game is compared to horse racing. Although the four countries are not counting each other for years, the battle between the North and the West in five years ago is still fresh in people's memory. The trade between the four countries is the most popular for horses to sell, whether it is profit or tightness is the first.
When Xue Cheng, the son of Wei Wan, who was born in Dong Wan, was holding a red horse, everyone stared at the horse next to him for the first time.
The eyes are round and round, and there is a god. The mane is smoothed by the brushing, and the nose is screaming from time to time. The dark four hoofs stand tall and stand tall, tall and strong.
"I heard that Emperor Dongwan raised a thousand horses, called day by day, I don't know if it is this one." The West Chudi was talking. He looked at Xiao Yuyu with a long smile and said with a smile.
"Have a good eye, this is day by day." Xiao Yuyi arched: "The day is my father's love horse, this time in order to participate in the test, this is a thousand miles to West Chu."
"Well, let's take a look at it, it's your country's day-to-day sorrow, or my frost is amazing."
Following the eyes of Xi Chudi, Luo Qingyi also saw a white-colored Liangzhu, which was followed by the second emperor Nangong.
Can't help but look bright, Luo Qing's hand holding Nalan's night couldn't help but clench, praised: "This horse is beautiful, I like it!"