Hu Yantong pulled Chen Qing aside and said with worry: "I know you practice archery and incense shooting every night..."
"When did you peek at me practicing archery?" Chen Qing interrupted him and glared at him dissatisfied.
Hu Yantong scratched his head, "I have secretly gone to see it a few times, and Xiao Liu has also been there, but this is not the point. They have been practicing archery since they were young, and they even shoot blindfolded. How can you compare?"
"How do you know I'm not blindfolded?"
Hu Yantong was speechless for a long time. With his state of mind, he could not understand the meaning of blindfolded archery.
Liu Qiong next to him suddenly said: "My uncle practices archery with his eyes covered, and sometimes I practice like this too."
Chen Qing patted Hu Yantong on the shoulder, "Keep an eye on those bastards Wang Bo for me, don't let them deliberately interfere!"
"Don't worry! If they dare to mess around, I'll beat them to death!"
In fact, it is not difficult to do archery while blindfolded. In later generations, many people played darts while blindfolded.
For archery, this is a state. When shooting an incense stick from a distance of 120 steps, sometimes the incense tip cannot be seen with the eyes. It depends entirely on a feeling.
In Xu Ning's words, this is to aim with your heart. The target is in your heart, whether you see it or not is the same thing.
It sounds mysterious, but in fact, practice makes perfect. Once you are proficient in doing anything to a certain extent, you basically don’t need to look at it a second time. It’s like an oil seller who has been selling oil all his life. Just let him close his eyes and he will
You can also pour oil into the oil gourd without leaking a drop.
Of course, it’s not like you were blindfolded from the beginning. You don’t even know where the incense is. Even if the gods come, you won’t be able to shoot it.
This time it was Wanyan Huonu who shot first, the dignified Jurchen captain of ten thousand men. He despised the Han people from the bottom of his heart. He never bothered to compare arrows with the Han people, with the exception of Chen Qing. The enemy who killed his father has long been engraved in his heart.
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In Linyou County, Wanyan Huonv watched helplessly as Chen Qing escaped. Now he was holding a bow and arrow, and Chen Qing was less than three feet away from him. He could even kill the murderer of his father with one arrow.
Wan Yanhuo Nu lowered her head, feeling pain in her heart. Maybe this was the only chance to kill Chen Qing. Should she seize this opportunity?
"Huo Nu, what's your problem?" Wan Yanchang noticed that his mood was abnormal.
Wan Yanhuo Nu slowly raised her head and said extremely calmly: "I don't have any problems!"
Wan Yanchang nodded, "Then get ready to start!"
At the last moment, Wanyan Huonv convinced herself that even if she killed Chen Qing, he would definitely kill him on the battlefield and use despicable means to kill him. His father would die with his eyes open. He not only had to defend his honor, but also
To defend my father's honor.
Wanyan Huonv glanced at Chen Qing and said coldly: "You are the first Han Chinese to compete with me, and I believe you will be the last one."
"It's an honor, please!"
Chen Qing's smile was dull. He had not forgotten that in Linyou County, he was hit by an arrow from Wan Yan Huo Nu in the leg. He lay there for eight days. It was this arrow that made him determined to practice riding and archery.
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Wan Yanhuo Nu took a deep look at the incense stick thirty steps away, waved her hand gently, and a golden soldier came forward and covered his eyes with a black cloth.
The hundreds of guests who had gambled before stayed away. They were afraid of being hurt by the Jurchens, but they didn't want to miss this wonderful scene. There was actually a general of the Song Dynasty competing with thousands of Jurchens. It was unheard of. This news will definitely come tomorrow.
It will spread throughout Lin'an, but they are witnesses.
Wan Yanchang looked at the guests around him and said with a smile, "You can place bets too! It doesn't hurt to have a little fun."
There was silence all around, no one responded, and no one dared to place a bet.
Wang Bo looked confused and he suddenly said loudly: "I bet three thousand dollars on General Wanyan's victory!"
Everyone looked at him with contempt in their eyes, who is this person! He actually bet on the Jurchen to win. Even Wang Bo’s group of friends couldn’t keep it off their faces and left quietly."
Hu Yantong immediately said tit for tat: "We also bet three thousand guan on the victory of Song Dynasty general Chen Qing!"
"It's okay! It's okay! Who else wants to place a bet?"
Wan Yanchang asked around, but no one said anything. He felt a little unhappy, so he asked the accompanying officials to collect the bets as guarantees.
Wang Bo walked over quietly, saluted Wan Yanchang and said, "My uncle is Mr. Qin!"
"oh--"
It turned out to be Qin Hui's nephew. Wan Yanchang narrowed his eyes and asked, "How is your uncle's health lately?"
"He is in good health. My uncle and aunt are very grateful to the king for taking care of them."
When Qin Hui was in the Kingdom of Jin, the couple assigned Wan Yanchang as a slave. Seeing that Qin Hui was a good scholar, Wan Yanchang asked Qin Hui to serve as his tent attendant and join the army. He was quite fond of Qin Hui. Later, when Qin Hui returned to Lin'an, Wan Yanchang was also his slave.
Arrange for his return.
Wan Yanchang was also worried about not being able to contact Qin Hui, but unexpectedly, by some strange combination of circumstances, he met his nephew.
At this time, Wan Yanhuo Nu covered her eyes and said coldly to Chen Qing: "Do I need to be tested?"
Chen Qing shook his head, "No need!"
Wan Yanhuo Nu took out an arrow and put it on the string of her bow. She stood still for a moment, then drew the bow and shot out.
The lanterns thirty steps away were all extinguished, and in the darkness a red incense burner was lingering with smoke. An arrow was shot, and the incense burner was extinguished instantly. Chen Qing could see clearly that the arrow just shot out the incense burner.
At this time, Liu Qiong brought him a bow and arrow. Chen Qing no longer lived in the martial arts school, so he moved all his belongings to a nearby inn.
Liu Qiong covered Chen Qing's eyes with a black cloth. Chen Qing asked lightly: "Do I need to check it out?"
Wanyan Huonv stood two feet away, staring at the bow in Chen Qing's hand. It was his father's bow!
Wanyan Huonv seemed to have seen the moment when her father was beheaded again. He felt extremely painful in his heart. He forcibly suppressed the urge to shoot Chen Qing and spat out three words from between his teeth, "No need!"
At their level, they no longer need to resort to low-end tricks like cheating.
Chen Qing raised his bow and arrow, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes again. The incense head opposite appeared clearly in his mind. The flickering fireworks head, the curling smoke, every detail was clear.
Incomparable.
Chen Qing suddenly opened the bow. The bow was like a full moon. The string loosened, and the wolf-toothed arrow shot out with a "whoosh!". The incense burner suddenly disappeared, but the incense still stood on the small table.
The guests watching the battle from a distance suddenly burst into thunderous applause. They could no longer hold back and cheered for the Song general's divine arrow.
Wan Yanchang clapped gently and said with a fake smile: "Sure enough, he is a good archer!"
"Wanyan oversees the army, what happens next?"
"Then continue to shoot incense until the winner is determined!"
At this time, two Jurchen soldiers came back and placed a gold Buddha statue on the table. The Buddha statue was one foot high, exquisitely cast, and had a lifelike face. It shone with golden light under the light. On the chest of the Buddha statue was inlaid with a dove egg-sized dove egg.
Ruby is even more dazzling.
This is a golden Buddha statue cast by Zhao Xu, Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, in the fifth year of Yuanfeng. It weighs thirty kilograms and has been kept in the palace. Finally, it was snatched away by the Jin soldiers and fell into the hands of Wan Yanchang, becoming his private property.
Wan Yanchang believed in shamanism, and he simply liked the gold in this Buddha statue. Gold was a rare thing during the war years. During the Jingkang period, most of the gold was snatched away by the Jin people. Gold was scarce in the market and its price once skyrocketed.
Two to forty guan, now the price has dropped a lot, it is also one tael to 20 guan, and there is only silver on the market, gold is hard to see.
The gold price of this golden Buddhist statue alone is six thousand four hundred guan. With its craftsmanship and status, it can easily cost 10,000 guan.
All the guests looked straight at the golden statue, except the two guests who turned a blind eye to it. They took turns shooting arrows, and all the arrows hit the mark.
But nothing can be perfect. At the beginning, the two archers were superb, and their arrows were all missed. But as they progressed, the probability of making mistakes increased.
Seven arrows passed, and Chen Qing felt that he had reached the end of his strength. His whole body was soaked with sweat, and his physical strength and concentration dropped sharply.
He sat cross-legged and rested with his eyes closed, paying no attention to external tasks or things, nor did he care about his opponent's situation.
At this time, they entered the eighth arrow match. Wanyan Huonu's physical strength and energy were also exhausted. His arms were shaking slightly, and bead-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
The archery target in his mind was a little blurry, and the aperture of the incense burner was getting wider and wider.
Wan Yan Huo Nu fully drew her bow and shot out an arrow. He suddenly secretly screamed, 'Oops!'
The arrow passed over the incense burner. After the arrow passed, the incense burner was still burning. Wanyan Huonv finally made a mistake.
Beside him, Wan Yanchang's face suddenly turned very ugly. He suddenly thought of something and winked at Wang Bo.
Wang Bo understood the idea and disappeared in a flash.