As soon as the words fell, someone brought a bow and arrows to the two of them. Zhao Sicheng took the bow in his hand, tried the tension of the string, looked at the red heart arrow target ten zhang away, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with satisfaction.

"The two of them each have ten arrows, and at the end of the game, all ten arrows must be on the arrow target, and the red heart is ten points, the more points are outside, the fewer the points, and the missing ones are not handled, and zero points."

On the other side, Lin Feifei's face was solemn, with a faint hint of solemnity, and his previous smile had long been put away. Everyone knows that Zhao Sicheng's archery skills are known as a hundred shots, not to mention Dongwan Kingdom, even if it is within the four countries, it belongs to one and two.

Lin Feifei has studied Zhao Sicheng for a long time and knows that he is his biggest opponent today, but even if he understands that he has no absolute chance of winning, on an occasion like the Four Nations Conference, Lin Feifei has to let him see how powerful he is.

Picking up a white feather arrow, Lin Feifei held a curved bow and glanced at Zhao Sicheng, and the corners of his lips also outlined a sneer.

"Lin Shizi, please." Zhao Sicheng said with a light smile and raised his hand.

"No, Zhao Shizi pleases first." Lin Feifei looked gentle and elegant, and smiled at him, very personable.

"Since that's the case, you're welcome, Lin Shizi, please take a look!" After speaking, Zhao Sicheng picked up an arrow after changing his hand, and the bow was as full as the moon in an instant, and the white feather arrow on the bowstring brought out a white mark, and it shot out in an instant.

A soldier quickly ran to check, then waved the small red flag at the crowd and shouted, "Red hearts, ten." ”

There was an uproar at the scene, and everyone applauded.

Lin Feifei was not in a hurry, set up his bow and arrows, his eyes looked straight ahead, and his sharp eyes were like goshawks staring at their prey. The hand holding the tail of the arrow suddenly loosened, and the arrow shot out like lightning.

"Hearts, ten." The creep's voice rang out.

As expected, the scene also resounded with applause from everyone, as well as the screams of countless women.

"That's good, Lin Shizi, this is the fun of the game!" Zhao Sicheng glanced at Lin Feifei appreciatively, and Lin Feifei also smiled politely with him.

In the end, Zhao Sicheng finished ten arrows, and sure enough, he missed every shot, and Lin Feifei's last arrow lost his normal heart, his hand shook slightly, and he didn't hit the red heart, and the chess was one move away.

The second pair on the field is Nangong Chen, the fifth prince of Western Chu, to Situ Jun, the son of the prime minister of North Vietnam, Luo Qingluan has never had a good impression of Nangong Chen, but the first arrow made her feel surprised.

Looking at the first arrow in the middle of the red heart, she frowned slightly and said to Nalan Ye: "I didn't expect this Nangong Chen to have good archery skills." ”

"Nangong Chen, although he has never been liked by His Majesty, he still has some skills."

A faint and uncertain light flashed in Nalan Ye's eyes, and he said lightly: "Qingluan, don't forget, although he shows a liking for women, and even openly enters and leaves the Qinglou as a prince, why does His Majesty rarely punish him?" At most, it is a scolding sentence, and the real loss Nangong Chen has never had. ”

"What do you mean......"

Thinking about this, Luo Qingluan couldn't help but understand something.

Nangong Chen, it seems that the hiding is still a little deep. The more a person behaves like this, the more he proves something, since this is the case, she will take back her previous disdain to prevent Nangong Chen's bad intentions.

What is a prince for, hiding people's eyes and ears, and keeping his eyes and ears? A discerning person should understand it if he thinks about it a little.

At the end of the second round of the competition, Luo Qingluan had already guessed the result in advance, and sure enough, Situ Jun of North Vietnam lost, only two points apart.

Just when everyone thought that the game was over, but before Situ Jun could get off the field, they saw Han Xun, the emperor of North Vietnam, slap the case in front of him fiercely, and said gloomily: "Come on, Situ Jun lost the game, and he will be severely punished with thirty lashes." ”

What the? If you lose the game, you have to be punished in public?

Everyone was stunned, and turned their heads to look at Han Xun one by one, all the Western Chu courtiers, including the Emperor of Western Chu, did not expect it, and Song Guifei was even more shocked and grew her mouth: "Your Majesty, this is ......"

But Situ Jun did not intercede for himself, and ended up without saying a word, and was immediately pushed to the ground by two North Vietnamese guards who came forward and accepted the whipping.

Smack!

The amazing sound of whips resounded throughout the square, and those officials and nobles who had seen the world were better, and the daughters of the boudoir couldn't bear to turn their heads, not daring to look more. And the people of Xichu, who had been watching around, were frightened and cold when they watched it one by one.

As soon as the whip went down, Situ Jun's coat was torn, but the skin and flesh were open with three whips. Situ Jun couldn't hold back the pain and moaned lowly, but he gritted his teeth and didn't let out a word of begging for mercy.

Han Xun was even more unmoved, staring directly at his courtiers, who were covered in flesh and blood, until the whipping was completed, Situ Jun had passed out with scars, and let people drag him down.

Everyone in the world has heard of Han Xun's brutality, but now that he really sees it, he still shocks everyone's eyes.

"Oh my God, this young man is the emperor of North Vietnam? How brutal is it? The people were talking.

"Isn't it because North Vietnam was almost destroyed by our King of Chu that he lost his mind and went crazy? Hey, it seems that the common people of North Vietnam are living very miserably, even the officials, let alone ordinary people like us. ”

"That's it, it seems that it's still our Xichu good......"

"Yes, if Your Majesty is benevolent, it is best to let the King of Chu go on an expedition and kill this Beiyue Emperor, and it is most suitable for the scourge of the province to directly merge the common people into our Western Chu."

Although everyone's discussion was noisy, it somewhat fell into Luo Qingluan's ears. She stared at Han Xun thoughtfully: "This Han Xun is so competitive and competitive, he actually punished his subordinates with torture in public, I am afraid that he will win the first place this time, should he not cheat?" ”

In this regard, Nalan Ye didn't care about it, and said lightly: "Han Xun used this demonstration to also deter others. And Situ Jun did not resist in the slightest, which proves that they had already made a military order before the game. ”

"Han Xun, this person is not simple!"

Luo Qingluan nodded, and his heart couldn't help but be clouded.

It won't be long before Nalan Night's game is over, and I'm afraid that Han Xun will definitely play some tricks. Whether it was a secret hand or some other conspiracy, she didn't know now, so she could only remind Nalan Ye to be as careful as possible.

In the last round of the game, the winner was divided between Nangong Chen and Zhao Sicheng.

In this game, the winner was decided between the five princes of Western Chu and the sons of the seven princes of Dongwan Kingdom, and even Emperor Western Chu paid a little more attention. The Manchu courtiers were even more nervous, because this game was over, if Xi Chu could take the lead in winning the next round, it would take the lead.

"Nalan Ye, you said Nangong Chen and Zhao Sicheng, who will win?" Luo Qingluan asked with a smile.

"What do you say?" Nalan Ye put down the tea cup in his hand and did not answer the rhetorical question.

After thinking for a moment deliberately, Luo Qingluan smiled and said, "Nangong Chen and Zhao Sicheng both had full marks before, which proves that the two of them are equal. I don't know about Zhao Sicheng, but Nangong Chen has been hiding his edge, I guess...... The one who can really win must be Nangong Chen, but he won't win. ”

As soon as the words fell, on the field, Nangong Chen's arrow had already been shot.

The tail of the white feather arrow swayed constantly, but it only shot at the edge of the heart.

At the same time, Zhao Sicheng's arrow was also shot, and it was not mistaking, the red heart was in the middle!

"Not bad!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Dongwan Kingdom, Xiao Yuqi, couldn't help laughing and applauding to congratulate. The Duanrou princess Xiao Ningyu beside him was even more smiling, and her excited little face was flushed.

Nangong Chen arched his hand and smiled: "Zhao Shizi's archery skills are exquisite, and this king is convinced." After speaking, he knelt down on one knee towards Emperor Xichu, hugged his fists and said: "Father, the child has insulted the prestige of the country, please punish him." ”

Emperor Xichu laughed without mind: "What is the punishment, the emperor get up." I haven't seen you shoot an arrow before, and I didn't expect it to be unexpected, but it was just a little bit worse in the end, and if you go back and practice diligently, you will definitely be able to do better. ”

"Thank you for your father's unreproachful kindness."

Looking at Nangong Chen's performance, Luo Qingluan smiled proudly at Nalan Ye: "How?" Am I right? ”

Looking at the brilliance flying in her eyebrows, Nalan Ye couldn't help but smile, pulled her and shook her head helplessly: "Yes, yes, I know that the lady is the most powerful." Nangong Chen could obviously win, but he deliberately lost, not only did not offend Dongwan, but also showed his ability and won the favor of His Majesty. But all this is in the eyes of the lady, if you want me to say, in fact, the lady is the most powerful. ”

"Not really!" Luo Qingluan blinked.

Immediately, Emperor Xichu took the lead in applauding loudly, and nodded to Xiao Yuqi: "Dongwan Kingdom is worthy of being the number one power, and it is indeed full of talents. ”

Song Guifei immediately echoed with a smile on her face: "Yes, Dongwan is rich and strong, the climate is pleasant, and handsome men and beauties are endless." ”

"Exactly, exactly." Seeing that the emperor and the concubine were praising Dongwan like this, could they not hurry up and echo it, the envoys of Dongwan Kingdom were even more praised a little flutteringly, and even Xiao Yuqi couldn't help but smile with a smile on his face.

Soon, the second round of the martial arts test began.

Everyone has long known that the second game is a horse race, although the four countries are not counted as consecutive years of fighting, but the battle of West Chu in North Vietnam five years ago is still fresh in people's memories. The trade between the four countries was the most popular in horse trafficking, and it was the most profitable and in demand.

When Xue Shiping, the son of Wei Qinghou, who appeared in Dongwan, appeared with a jujube red horse, everyone stared at the horse beside him for the first time.

The eyes are round and bright, and the mane is smooth and smooth, and the nose is whirring from time to time. Dark hooves, erect, tall, vigorous.

"I heard that Emperor Dongwan raised a thousand-mile horse, called Zhuri, I don't know if it's this one." It was Emperor Xichu who spoke, he looked at Xiao Yuqi with his long beard, and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty has good eyesight, this is day by day." Xiao Yuqi arched his hand and said: "Day by day is my father's favorite horse, this time in order to participate in the competition, this time I came all the way to Xichu." ”

"Okay, I'll take a good look later, whether your country's sun-chasing god horse is powerful, or my frost is powerful."

Following Emperor Xichu's eyes, Luo Qingluan also saw a snow-white horse led by Nangong Yu, the second prince who came on the field next.

couldn't help but light up in his eyes, Luo Qingluan couldn't help but clench Nalan Ye's hand, and praised: "This horse is so beautiful, I like it!" ”