cough, cough...... The rabbit has something to do tomorrow morning, and I wanted to post it regularly, but I sent it out with a shake of my hand. Since it's already past 12 o'clock, so be it ^o^)

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Zuo Ying nodded and pulled the bowstring hard.

After pulling it down, she realized that it was not so simple. I only felt that the bowstring did not seem to be made of cow tendons, but iron tendons and steel bars, and she pulled it so hard that it barely moved. It was really deceptive to see Helan Chu pulling the strings so easily and effortlessly just now!

She remembered that her current strength could not be the same as before, so she exerted all her strength, stored all her strength in her hands, and stretched the bowstring with all her might. The straight pull made the arms and waist tense and sore, the fingers were painful, especially the thumb of the right hand was about to be broken, and he almost lost consciousness, so he barely pulled the bowstring by half.

The ancient composite bow made of wood and horn was different from the modern metal bow - the force required to pull the modern bowstring was consistent from beginning to end; Because of the toughness of the material, the force required to pull the bowstring of a compound bow is progressive, and the further back you want to pull the bow full, the greater the force you need to use.

Therefore, Zuo Ying pulled the bowstring halfway, and already felt that the strength in his body was exhausted, and it was already difficult to keep it from bouncing back, let alone pulling the string apart by a fraction. But the arrogance in her bones did not allow her to admit defeat and give up so easily, and she froze in place for a while, her cheeks suffocating crimson.

Suddenly, she felt a shake in front of her eyes, and then she felt the backs of both hands being squeezed hard at the same time, and the resistance in her hands suddenly decreased a lot. Her eyes glanced to the side, and she saw that Helan Chu's blue-gray silk robe was close to her side, and his hands were on her hands, helping her pull the bowstring away; His cheek was pressed against her sideburns, too.

This kind of situation as if she was treated like a child made Zuo Ying feel uncomfortable for a while. Even if she tried her best, even if she chose to give up herself, she didn't need others to help her, not to mention that the other party was still Helan Chu, who had always been very hostile to her? She wants to stop and put an end to this unsatisfactory situation. She would exercise her strength first, and when she was strong enough to pull the bowstring of the bow, she would no longer show weakness in front of him.

"Aiqing......" Zuo Ying wanted to say, "Aiqing, let's get here first today", but before the words could be spoken, she was interrupted.

Helan Chu's deep and extremely magnetic voice sounded from Zuo Ying's ears, "Your Majesty, Sun Tzu said, 'If you want to know the feelings of soldiers, the method of crossbow arrows is also.'" arrow, pawn also; crossbow, will also; The Originator, the Lord also. This shows that ordinary people can only see the middle and the bad, the castration is strong and the low is not strong, but the archery itself is the most important. The first contest took place at the moment when the strings were drawn. The vision, hands and heart of the person who wields the bow and arrow are the essence of the advantages and disadvantages. Meng Ziyun: 'Shoot to view virtue'. Archery first focuses on cultivating the heart and cultivating temperament, not to win and win the game. Your Majesty, this time, please let the ministers help Your Majesty and help Your Majesty comprehend the realm of archery. ”

Helan Chu spoke slowly and unhurriedly, and he was very confident, just listening to the voice, he couldn't feel that he was bending over in an extremely inconvenient posture, maintaining thirty catties of strength to open the bowstring.

Listening to Helan Chu, who has always been arrogant and indifferent, not only did not despise or make fun of her, but also explained the essence of archery so methodically, Zuo Ying couldn't help but feel a little incredible.

Since the first meaning of archery is not to win, but to cultivate the body and mind, Zuo Ying followed the essentials explained by Helan Chu, stabilized her footsteps, straightened her breathing, looked at the arrow target, and estimated the parabola that the arrow would go through in the distance between it and the arrow target when it flew out, so as to aim the arrow.

"'Angry and open the bow, strong and full; Breathe and release the arrows, and the heart is determined and respond'. When the arrow is released, it is necessary to let the momentum accumulated when drawing the bow instantly return to a calm silence, sharply split the tiger's mouth, release the big finger, and let the arrow shoot out quickly and rapidly without hindrance. ”

Helan Chu said as he turned his face sideways to look at Zuo Ying. I saw her peach lips biting lightly, her eyebrows slightly condensed, the flush on her pink and snow-white cheeks had not disappeared, and her dark and watery eyes were revealing an incomparable concentration that was extremely inconsistent with the face of this fifteen-year-old girl. That concentration itself, like a cluster of sharp arrows, stared closely at the red heart in the distance, as if it would not stop until the goal was reached, and the momentum was fierce.

This unique charm, which has nothing to do with beauty and even breaks through prejudices, instantly made Helan Chu's heart unexpectedly trance, as if he had been touched. The sensation was only momentary, so slight that he could barely notice it, but it was enough to startle him that he almost forgot what to do next.

Not only was he surprised that he would have such an emotion for this woman who had always made him feel disdainful, but he was also stunned that he suddenly realized that the reason why he felt this way was far from being because of the scene he saw in front of him at the moment just now, but as if he didn't know when he had been secretly buried.

"Aiqing, I'm here to give orders, I'm counting to three, and Aiqing and I loosen the strings together." Zuo Ying said without distraction.

"Obey." Helan Chu calmed down and adjusted his breathing.

"One, two, three!"

As the two of them released their thumbs at the same time, the bowstring ejected with a loud "bang", and the eagle arrow came out of the string, drawing a narrow parabola in the air, and shot at the target.

The arrow sank into the bull's-eye not far from the bull's-eye, because it was in such a situation to pull the bow and buckle the string, it was very rare to be able to shoot the arrow target, so it also won the admiration of the guards and palace people waiting around.

Helan Chu took two steps back, bowed to Zuo Ying and said, "Your Majesty is wise and martial." ”

Zuo Ying is not a person who likes other people's compliments. But watching the arrow hit the target, there was still a trace of inexplicable joy in my heart. She seemed to paradoxically feel that there was a greater meaning to pulling Helan Chu to be the Taifu than to restrain his actions.

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At the same time, on a mountainous area on the outskirts of Luoyang, paper money is all over the sky, mourning and joy are heard, and a ceremony of putting the coffin into the ground is underway.

A group of funeral directors dressed in white and wrapped in white cloth unloaded the burden on their shoulders together, grasped the rope that was hanging down with both hands, and worked together to carefully seat a nanmu coffin into the grave that had been dug on the ground. More than a dozen Taoists who had been waiting in front of the grave stepped forward at this time, burned incense and recited, raised flags to make sacrifices, and carried out the final ceremony before covering the soil.

In front of the grave, an offering table full of incense and candle offerings had been set up, and a towering marble tombstone had been erected. The newly engraved big characters on the tombstone have just been filled with full vermilion lacquer, and the largest line is the words "The Tomb of the Scarlet Feather of the Virtuous Sister".

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