Chapter 9: Mounted Shooting

The gentleman entrusted a matter to a doorman.

The gentleman didn't say anything, and the doorman wouldn't speak, and no one knew what was going on.

He wanted to investigate, but was blocked by Wei Heming's smiling words: "When I die, you will know." ”

At that time, he frowned and blamed: "How can you talk about life and death lightly?"

He thought that this person couldn't die when he didn't figure out what kind of feelings he had for this person.

Later, he was surprised when he thought about it, at that time, he didn't even think about whether his usurpation plan would be affected if this person died, but just thought that this person couldn't die.

+++++++++++++++++++++Past life, present life++++++++++++++++++++++++++

The so-called six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Guozijian's cultivation of the six arts is in accordance with the student's curriculum step by step, calligraphy and mathematics are small arts, and rituals, music, archery, and royalty are major arts.

The Yin family thought that Wei Heming had just entered the country to study, and he had only learned books and mathematics, even if he had learned riding and archery at home, he was still young and weak, and he was not as good as their level in the past few years.

I didn't think that Wei Heming's shell was not the original soul.

There were a lot of prisoners gathered on the school grounds, some of them were the sons who came with them, and some of them were attracted by their movements. Although the two Yin clans did not dare to blatantly ridicule Wei Heming, they also shouted vigorously for him to hurry back and memorize the three-character scripture, and Mo Lai to mix up with their private affairs.

Wei Heming was holding the bow in his hand, pulling the string with his hand, convinced that he couldn't pull this bow no matter what, even if he barely pulled it away, he would definitely not be able to get his head right.

There is still a reason for the horse archery class after the Guozi prison, Wei Heming's experience is easy to use in riding a horse, and it is easy to use in the number of books, but it is not useful at all under this kind of pure power test.

When the two of them saw that he refused to draw the bow, they laughed even more: "Little brother, can you draw the bow? You still want to instruct me and the two of you to ride and shoot? Don't let me laugh off my big teeth!"

Wei Heming had to find a way to see if the bow could be changed.

But I heard the blue-shirted boy on the side lazily ask: "I have a bow here, I want to save effort, but do you need me to get it?"

Wei Heming smiled and nodded: "It's hard work." ”

The two of them changed their faces: "He Lan, what do you mean by this?"

The person named He Lan dusted off his sleeves, his eyes narrowed as if he was about to fall asleep: "Even if it's a competition, then it's fair, don't you want to bully a ten-year-old child who can't pull a bow?"

Wei Heming only felt a little familiar when he heard this name at first glance, and then thought about it, in his previous life, there was a famous man named He Lan, who died soon after becoming famous, and was often lamented by people as jealous of talents.

It's just that I don't know if this He Lan is another He Lan.

When he got the bow and tried it, it was really open, but the size didn't suit him, he pulled it a few times, and tried to shoot an arrow.

108,000 miles off the bull's-eye.

The two laughed: "Little brother, if you still worship the two of us as teachers, then the little prince can't teach you to ride and shoot, but the two of us can still teach you." ”

Wei Heming didn't even look at them, and shot three arrows in succession, and the last arrow was shot two inches away from the bull's-eye, then he put down his bow and arrows and said to the two: "Please give me advice." ”

The two men pouted, and each mounted his horse, each of them firing nine arrows back and forth, only one of which missed the target.

After getting off the horse, he raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Boy, don't say that the two of us deceive you when you are young, as long as you can beat us on the spot, I will count you as a winner." ”

Wei He said, "No need. "I quickly turned on my horse, ran back and forth twice, and found the feeling, and when I pulled up my bow, I was carrying three arrows in a row.

All three arrows are not far from the bull's-eye.

Wei Heming pulled the reins, farther away from the target, and sped up his speed, three arrows again.

This time, the arrow landed closer to the bull's-eye.

So many prisoners stroked their palms and admired, and said with a smile: "No wonder I have some momentum at a young age, I think I am good at riding and shooting, and my spirit is more than others." ”

The "others" refer to the two Lu people with ugly faces.

Wei Heming moved farther away from the horse, the horse's speed had increased to the extreme, the horse's hooves could already raise dust between the runs, and the wind whistled in his ears, which made him feel a little more happy about the horse back then.

The bullseye became clear in front of his eyes for a moment, and even the movement of pulling the bow became smooth and casual, and three arrows were shot in a row, the body of the arrow pierced the air, and finally firmly penetrated the bull's-eye.

When the prisoners saw this, they were amazed.

Wei Heming turned his horse's head and bowed his hand neatly at the prisoners, the only fly in the ointment was that he was too young, and there was a childish atmosphere between his eyebrows, which could not create that chic and tough momentum.

He Lan touched her chin: "It's kind of interesting." ”

The two of them looked at the arrow target, their faces were extremely pale, and they argued forcefully: "Although he shoots accurately, his strength is a few points worse." ”

On the side, a prisoner ridiculed: "The child who can't pull the same bow compares strength, and the two of them are really majestic." ”

Wei Heming put one hand on the horse, and everyone thought that he was going to turn over and dismount, but he didn't want him to turn around, play a trick, and quickly shot two arrows at the Lu family.

The two of them turned pale, and they didn't even have time to dodge.

But the arrow grazed their scalps.

I saw Wei Heming sitting firmly on the horseback, and saluted them with a smile: "I wanted to show off, but I didn't want to lose my head, so I smiled and was generous, please don't blame the two of you." ”

The two men were half frightened to death, and they dared to say anything, so they retreated, and the prisoners also dispersed.

The evaluation in the crowd was mixed, some said that he was happy and chic, which was done by her husband, and some said that he was unkind, and the two of them were also his predecessors.

Wei Heming returned his bow hands to He Lan and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you Brother Tai a lot, otherwise I don't know what to do." ”

He Lan glanced at him, took the bow and said, "Since you won, I won't forget about it if you mess up my banquet." ”

Wei Heming was brazen: "Is there such a thing? Why don't I remember?"

He Lan glanced at him helplessly: "No, no, how did the Wei family give birth to you who refused to suffer." He gestured into the distance again. "Oh, the little prince is looking for you. ”

Wei Heming looked at it from a distance, and it was really Chu Fengge, who was standing under the tree, looking at him from a distance.

He waved his hand at He Lan, then led the horse to Chu Fengge's end, raised his chin, and smiled at him: "Now I can speak for you, can you see the appearance of those two people?

Chu Fengge smiled: "Yes, thank you very much." ”

Wei Heming snorted at Manu: "This horse was borrowed from the stable, you accompany me to return the horse first." ”

Chu Fengge took the reins from his hand, and the two chatted and walked in the direction of the stable.

Chu Fengge asked, "Why are you in the bamboo forest?"

"I happened to be walking around there, and I heard them mention you, so I leaned in. Wei Heming said with a smile. "Although a gentleman should not listen to incivility, I only listened to it after I bowed. ”

He laughed at him again: "Why are you so easy to bully?

Wei Heming just said it casually, after all, he knew that Chu Fengge was a model of gloomy and ruthlessness when he grew up, but he didn't expect that he would be soft and like this when he was a child, which was somewhat funny.

Chu Fengge pretended to be generous on his face: "Let them say a few words and they won't lose meat." ”

Wei Heming suddenly lowered his shoulders, leaned his face closer to him, and looked at his eyes with his eyes: "Are you serious?"

The heat on Chu Fengge's face made him a little uneasy: "Really." ”

Wei He said in his heart, when you kid said "nothing" in his previous life, eighty percent of people were unlucky, and they died very miserably, is it a habit that he developed when he was a child?

So is this kid really white or white-skinned and black-hearted now?

Wei Heming tried to find a trace of weakness in his eyes, but the deep pupils made him find nothing, so he had to let go of his hand stupidly.

I am really degraded, and I can't even see through the mind of a child.

Wei Heming could only pat him on the shoulder: "If someone bullies you again, you just have to find me." ”

Chu Fengge raised his eyebrows, and a pair of phoenix eyes looked a little more brilliant: "You are younger than me." ”

Wei Heming said: "I'm young, I can't stand my guts, you must be right to look for me." ”

Talking and laughing like this, the two walked one by one for a long time, and the sunset was setting, stretching their shadows for a long time.

Wei Heming suddenly felt that Chu Fengge's eyes would be particularly beautiful by the light at this time.

There is a feeling of sucking people in.