Archery is the first of all the arts in the military. Even Confucianism sets it as one of the six arts. For Ying Zheng, archery naturally became one of the compulsory subjects.
In the martial arts arena of Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng walked in front of a row of long bows, and his eyes moved away from the soft bow on the far left. Now, he could no longer be satisfied with this soft bow, which could only draw eight buckets.
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"Killing two stones with one stone is the right thing to do." Ying Zheng's hand moved to the third bow.
"Your Majesty, Lord Chang'an wants to see you." When Ying Zheng picked up the long bow, Qingxi reported.
"My second brother." Ying Zheng said and slowly pulled the long bow. With the tight sound of the bow string, Ying Zheng pulled the long bow into the shape of a full moon.
Feeling the power of the bow string in his hand, Ying Zheng felt that this was not his limit. However, when practicing archery, you should not use up all your strength. Otherwise, you would just be practicing strength, not archery.
Ying Zheng suddenly turned his head and pointed the bow originally aimed at Qing Xi. At that moment, Ying Zheng clearly felt Qing Xi's waist tighten subconsciously, and his palms touched her waist.
"Relax." Ying Zheng joked.
"Yes." Qing Xi also realized that her reaction was too much. This is Xianyang Palace, not a battlefield for snares.
"Chang'an is in trouble." Ying Zheng put away his long bow and looked through the memories about his younger brother Chang'an Jun Chengyu. It seemed that he didn't have a good memory.
"Your Majesty, do you want to see Lord Chang'an?" Qing Xi asked.
"Let him wait." Ying Zheng said, taking out an arrow from the quiver, stringing the arrow, and with a sound of breaking through the air, the arrow pierced the air and nailed the arrow seventy steps away.
The bull's-eye.
Ying Zheng calmly took out the first feather arrow and aimed it at the target eighty paces away. This time, the arc of the bow string opened to a full point.
Outside the palace wall, a young man who was only fourteen or fifteen years old and dressed in a warrior's short fighting uniform looked at the cinnabar-decorated wall in front of him expressionlessly, with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
Judging from his appearance, he is very similar to Ying Zheng. He is heroic yet noble. However, compared with the coldness in Ying Zheng's eyes, there is a sinister air deep in his eyes.
He is Chang'an Jun Ying Chengyu, the only younger brother of Ying Zheng. Even though Ying Zheng has no heirs, he is also the first heir to the throne of Qin.
"This place should belong to me." Cheng Yu looked away from the palace wall.
With the passage of time, the resentment that Cheng Xiu had suppressed in his heart all these years was revealed again.
Before he was seven years old, he was the only child in the palace of Qin. At that time, everyone in the palace was surrounding him. He was the only heir of the king of Qin. However, everything changed when he was eight years old.
A brother he had never heard of appeared in the Qin Palace. From then on, everything changed. From then on, he could only live in the shadow of his brother.
Until his elder brother became the prince of Qin and the king of Qin, and he became the king of Chang'an.
Nowadays, even if you come to Qin Palace, you need to be notified by others.
"I am not a guest here, let alone a servant here." Cheng Yu said to himself in his heart.
"Jun Chang'an, the king is already waiting for you." While Cheng Xiu was reflecting, the palace official in charge of the communication came to his side.
"Thank you." Cheng Yu smiled gently at the palace man, not showing any contempt for him because of his status.
"Mr. Chang'an, you're very polite." The palace man replied, and it was obvious that Cheng Xi's words were very applicable.
"What have you been busy with, Brother Wang, today?" Cheng Yu asked seemingly unintentionally.
"Nothing, just like usual, I followed the general to learn the art of war, and then practiced archery, until now." The palace man replied, not thinking much about Cheng Xi's question.
"Brother Wang's life is really boring." Cheng Yu said with a smile, his smile was very innocent and bright, and this kind of smile should only appear on an innocent young man with no wealth.
The palace man couldn't answer these words, but his favorable impression of Cheng Xi couldn't help but increase a little bit more.
Cheng Xiu didn’t say anything more. Some words should only be spoken in moderation. Saying too much will only have the opposite effect. Turning around the courtyard gate, the martial arts field appeared in front of Cheng Xiu. On the spacious martial arts field, Cheng Xiu
You can see where Ying Zheng is at a glance.
There was nothing he could do about it. Cheng Yu was always concerned about and thinking about his brother, his dearest brother.
I saw a table and table placed at the edge of the martial arts arena. Behind the table, Ying Zheng was sipping a cup of hot tea. Opposite him, there was a woman in palace attire, bowing her head and arranging the table.
The tea set and the hairpin on the lady's head swayed slightly with the movements of her hands. Cheng Yu subconsciously focused her eyes on the long black hair, feeling a little dizzy.
"Cheng Yu pays homage to Brother Wang." Cheng Xi came to Ying Zheng's side and bowed to salute.
"Cheng Xi, sit down." Ying Zheng pointed to the empty seat on the right side of the table.
"I have never seen this kind of tea before." Cheng Yu sniffed the heat floating in the air and felt that there was a strange feeling in the fragrance.
He himself is a tea drinker. With his status, there is no tea that he can't get in Qin State, but he found that the tea that appeared in front of him at this time was something he had never seen before.
"It's normal that you haven't seen it before. These teas come from the Chu Palace. Even the Chu people have tasted these teas. Very few people have tasted these teas." Ying Zheng put down the empty tea cup and said.
"Chu Palace?" Cheng Yu said in surprise. The next moment, he thought of one thing, the princess of Chu who came to Qin not long ago?
"Have a taste, the treasures of the Chu Palace. The next time you want to taste it, you have to wait until twenty or thirty years later." Ying Zheng took a cup of tea from Qing Xi and handed it to Cheng Xi.
"Yes." Cheng Xi took the tea cup, sniffed it gently, and then put the tea cup to his lips. However, his eyes vaguely glanced at Qing Xi, who had straightened up, feeling a little disappointed.
What a shame.
"My brother came to see Brother Wang now because he has something to trouble him about." Cheng Xi finished drinking the tea and said to Ying Zheng.
"Excuse me? What's the matter?" Ying Zheng said.
"The mother-in-law has chosen a marriage for my younger brother, and she still needs the king's permission." Cheng Yu explained.
"Marriage? That's right. You're not young anymore, Chengyu, but I don't know which noble girl can fall in the eyes of Mrs. Han?" Ying Zheng asked in surprise.
"She is the daughter of the Bai family." Cheng Yu replied without forgetting to observe Ying Zheng's reaction.
"The Bai family, Lord Wu An's Bai family?" Ying Zheng asked.
In the Qin State, the Bai family was considered a wealthy family, but there was only one Bai family that could be favored by Cheng Xi's mother, and that was the descendants of Bai Qi, Lord Wu'an.
Although Lord Wu'an was unjustly killed by King Zhaoxiang of Qin, most of the generals who served under him were still in office at this time. For example, Huan Jue, who is currently guarding Pingyang and has 100,000 Pingyang heavy armored soldiers, even Meng Ao
, it can be considered that he has been fighting with Wu'an Lord Bai Qi for a long time. Although the first person in the Qin Army has been dead for more than ten years, who among the Qin Army today can not recognize those few people from back then?
What about sharing incense and love?
Although the Bai family has not produced any talents since the beginning of the Bai Dynasty, the favor is still there. Mrs. Han is smart enough to find such a candidate for Cheng Yu's wife.
"Yes." Cheng Yu replied, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. His mother, Han Ji, had chosen this marriage for him. Cheng Yu never thought that his shrewd brother Wang could not understand the meaning behind it.
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It was precisely because of this that Cheng Yu felt uneasy. Although he hated this brother from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that in terms of power, Ying Zheng's talent was higher than his.
"It is a suitable candidate. The Bai family can marry with the royal family, and it can also revive the family." Ying Zheng said.
"Brother Wang agreed?" Cheng Yu said in surprise.
"The beauty of a gentleman's adult life, what's more, this person is still you. When you are hired, if you have any needs, you can ask this brother Gu. Your father is no longer king, so I have to take care of you." Ying
Zheng said meaningfully.
"Brother Wang!" Cheng Yu said with an emotional expression.
"After all, an elder brother is like a father." Ying Zheng said leisurely.
Opposite Ying Zheng, Qing Xi couldn't help but smile when she heard these words. Then when she saw Ying Zheng looking at her, she subconsciously turned her head, showing a slight guilt.
"Brother Wang will always remember Brother Wang's care." Cheng Yu suppressed the awkwardness in his heart and said movedly.