Perhaps it was because Fengle Tower's pot player had won two games in a row. The entire casino was betting on Wei Feng. There were only five or six people betting on Chen Qing. Chen Qing's off-site odds were already high.
Pay twenty to one.
Hu Yantong walked over quickly and lowered his voice: "Wang Bo and the others are also guarding each other, be careful of their interference."
Chen Qing nodded and walked up to the wooden platform step by step. The master of ceremonies cupped his fists and said, "Everyone knows the rules, right?"
Chen Qing pointed to a red line at the back, "What does this line mean?"
"This is the five-foot line, which is used by a very small number of experts when betting."
"What if I want to choose the five-foot line?"
The master of ceremonies hesitated and said, "Sir, please wait a moment. I'll go ask."
He hurried off the stage and came back a short time later: "The officer can choose the five-foot line. According to the rules, one pays five, but there are only three arrows. Does the officer agree?"
"Can!"
The emcee immediately announced that the challenger would choose the five-foot line, and off-site bettors could change their bets. Hundreds of guests were in high spirits, and many people went to change their bets, but not to Chen Qing, but to increase their bets.
Bet on Wei Feng to kill the challenger instantly.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The bell to stop betting rang, and the betting game was about to begin.
Wei Feng, the banker's pot throwing player with a somewhat wretched appearance, also walked up to the high platform. He had no expression on his face and ignored Chen Qing. He stood on the stage and stood aside.
"The betting competition begins. According to the rules, the challenger shoots first. Officials please!"
A burst of intensive drum beats sounded, and Chen Qing came outside the five-foot line, and the table where the bronze arrows were placed was moved to the five-foot line.
The drums stopped and there was silence all around. Chen Qing picked up a copper arrow and weighed it. Of course, this was not the first time he played with pot arrows. After studying martial arts for several months, he often competed with pot arrows with martial arts students to test the subtle strength of the arrows.
His control has reached the point of perfection.
Before anyone else could react, Chen Qing flicked his hand and the first bronze arrow was shot out.
The copper arrow flew in the air in a beautiful high parabola, and finally fell almost vertically. Wei Feng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately realized that he had encountered an unprecedentedly tough opponent.
‘Boom!’ The copper arrow made a dull sound in the copper pot.
There were murmurs in the field, and many people began to worry. This young man was obviously more powerful than the previous challengers, and was even... no worse than the dealer's pot thrower.
At this time, Chen Qing took the second bronze arrow and waved his hand, only to hear someone shout: "General Chen, be careful!"
Wang Bo interfered with his voice at the critical moment. Chen Qing looked back at him and said lightly: "Thank you!"
The bronze arrow was then thrown out, five feet away, and accurately hit the pot again.
A group of warriors ran up the stairs, and the leading warrior sternly said to Wang Bo: "No matter who you are, I warn you, if you interfere in the gambling game again, you will bear everyone's losses!"
Wang Bo turned his head angrily. Fengle Tower's background was too powerful. It was the property of the Qian family. Even if his uncle was the prime minister, he couldn't afford to offend him.
The master of ceremonies signaled to Chen Qing that he could continue to throw arrows. Chen Qing threw out the third arrow and did a few somersaults in the air. As if it had been calculated, it hit the pot accurately with a 'boom!' sound.
All three of them hit the mark, and none of them touched the edge. It was impossible for Wei Feng to defeat him. At most, it would be a tie, and then there would be a rematch to decide the winner.
Wei Feng stood in front of the five-foot line with a serious expression, holding a bronze arrow in his hand but did not take action. Chen Qing looked at him with a smile. He could feel the pressure in Wei Feng's heart. He hit three arrows in a row, exerting a powerful force on his opponent.
Psychological stress.
Hu Yantong squeezed forward and whispered to Chen Qing: "Old Chen, look over there at the door!"
Chen Qing looked toward the gate and discovered that a dozen Jurchens had arrived from the outside, accompanied by several officials.
The guests nearby also noticed them and were so frightened that they all ran away.
Jurchens actually appeared in Lin'an City. Chen Qing suddenly thought, could they be envoys from the Kingdom of Jin?
Chen Qing suddenly found a Jurchen, staring at him like a wolf. His appearance was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person before.
Wei Feng's first arrow had already been thrown. It also drew a beautiful parabola and hit the pot accurately. A warm applause suddenly broke out from all around.
Wei Feng was already sweating. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and took the second copper arrow. He stared at the copper bottle five feet away. His hands were shaking slightly, but he restrained his inner nervousness and took the second copper arrow.
When the arrow was shot, 'Boom!' the bronze arrow still hit the pot accurately.
The guests around were jubilant and clenched their fists in excitement. In the midst of the bustling crowd, someone said coldly: "The third arrow will definitely lose!"
All the guests turned around and glared, only to find that it was a Jurchen who made the comment. Everyone was stunned, how could there be a Jurchen?
The lobby was very quiet. No one dared to provoke this group of Jurchens. There were more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers standing next to them, all holding knives and looking fiercely. These guests were all wealthy businessmen, and they were afraid of the Jurchens to their core.
Chen Qing's eyes narrowed to a slit, and he suddenly recognized this tall Jurchen leader with cold eyes.
This person is none other than his rival in Linyou County, Wanyan Huonv, the son of Wanyan Loushi.
I didn't expect that they would meet in Lin'an, at Fengle Tower. This world is so damn small.
Chen Qing's eyes turned to the middle-aged Jurchen nobleman wearing a gold belt behind Wan Yanhuo Nu. He had a deep appearance and a strong sense of majesty. Chen Qing thought to himself, 'Who is this?'
Wei Feng's third arrow was delayed. He had tried his best with the second arrow, but he couldn't feel the third arrow. His vision was blurry and his heart was beating strongly, as if it was going to explode.
Chen Qing looked at him calmly from the side. He felt the same as Wanyan Huonu, something was going to go wrong with the third arrow Wei Feng.
The arrow was already on the string and he couldn't wait to fire it. Wei Feng gritted his teeth and shot the third arrow. As soon as the arrow came out of his hand, he secretly screamed "Oh no!" and his heart instantly fell into the abyss.
‘Dang!’ The copper arrow hit the edge of the copper pot mouth, making a harsh impact. Everyone’s heart went cold. No matter whether they entered or not, they all lost.
The copper arrow bounced a few times and slid into the copper pot. The emcee reluctantly raised the yellow flag and said, "The challenger wins!"
Hu Yantong and Liu Qiong hugged each other in excitement, twenty to one! They only regretted that they had invested too little.
Wei Feng Wuyan stayed on the stage no longer, turned around and left in a hurry. Chen Qing cupped his hands in all directions and turned to leave.
"Commander Chen, wait!"
The middle-aged Jurchen noble walked forward with a smile, "Commander Chen's magical arrows are indeed breathtaking. I wonder if you are willing to accept the challenge?"
Chen Qing looked at him for a long time and asked: "Who are you?"
"I'm Wan Yanchang!"
It turned out to be Wanyan Talan, the supervisor of the Jin State. It seemed that the Jin State's mission to the Song Dynasty was very ambitious, and they actually sent a core figure like Wan Yanchang.
Chen Qing smiled lightly, "If I were on the battlefield, I could accept the challenge at any time, but I can't make the decision here!"
At this time, the chief shopkeeper of Fengle Tower also came out, and several court officials negotiated with him. Although the chief shopkeeper was very reluctant, he could not afford to offend these Jin envoys. As long as there was no trouble, he could provide some conveniences.
"Commander Chen, the restaurant manager has agreed." Wan Yanchang said with a smile.
Chen Qing cast his eyes on Wanyan Huonv, "Captain Ten Thousands, are you the one who wants to compete with me?"
"Exactly!"
Wan Yan Huo Nu stepped forward, "I want to compete with you in arrows!"
"Actually, I would rather we compete on the battlefield!"
"There will be a chance. I'm also waiting for that day, but today I want to learn Commander Chen's archery skills. Can you teach me?"
"Do the Jurchens also play pot arrows?" Chen Qing said with a slight smile.
Wan Yanchang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Kettle arrows are for women. Jurchen men don't play. In such a short distance, we in the Jin Kingdom's palace are playing another kind of shooting. It's actually very simple. We call it Tianmu."
cover."
He turned around and waved, and several Jurchen soldiers came up to the stage and put up an incense stick at the copper pot.
Wan Yanchang smiled slightly and said: "Thirty paces away, shoot with a bow and arrow blindfolded, and shoot out the incense and you will win. How about this kind of warrior gameplay, is Commander Chen interested?"
"Supervisor Wanyan, please wait a moment!"
Chen Qing walked up to Hu Yantong and asked with a smile: "How much did you earn?"
"You lost 500 guan in Betting on Fenglelou, and won 3,000 guan in peripheral betting. You won a total of 3,500 guan. Old Chen, do you really want to compete with the Jurchens?"
Chen Qing sneered and said, "Do you think I'm someone who runs away from a fight?"
He stood up and said to Wan Yanchang: "Since it is a gambling game, there should be a bet. I will bet three thousand dollars. Are you willing to follow?"
Wan Yanchang smiled and nodded, "Follow our rules! Whoever challenges will decide the prize. I have brought a golden Buddha, weighing thirty kilograms. It is the Buddha enshrined by your Emperor Shenzong. If you win,
This golden Buddha will be yours, but if you lose, your bow and arrows will be ours."
Chen Qing suddenly understood that the other party's mission to the Song Dynasty was probably related to Wanyan Lou's chamber, and they wanted to use this method to get back Wanyan Lou's bows and arrows.
"You were going to return this Golden Buddha to the Song Dynasty!"
"You are wrong. This is my personal belongings and has nothing to do with this trip. Even if I don't meet you tonight, I will still take this golden Buddha back with me."
