Lord Huilin, who had been hanging his head all the time, saw Huo Xiaoting's upright posture and chic movements, raised his head and almost screamed.

In order to be able to stay here and continue to watch him play, the county lord of Huilin did not cheer for him loudly, and even put up with the white eyes of the little guards around him.

And Huo Xiaoting, after using his strength to draw the bow to the fullest, quietly collected some strength.

Just now, Feng Xinheng, the Marquis of Ningyuan, had an arrow that was too powerful, and he actually shot through the gourd that had been specially cured, causing the white pigeon inside to never fly out again.

Therefore, he didn't need to have much strength in this arrow, as long as he could shoot the white doves out and let them return to the blue sky.

Huo Xiaoting aimed at the gourd and shot out, the arrow shot on the round belly of the gourd impartially, and the white pigeon inside fluttered out.

"Huo Shizi, one zhang high." The waiter who climbed the ladder to measure the height shouted loudly, and another waiter next to him recorded it.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows......

Huo Xiaoting has quickly fired three arrows in a row, the arrows hit the gourd, and the arrows have white doves flying out of the gourd, and the scene is very good-looking.

Lord Huilin looked at her with her feet crossed, causing the guards around her to roll their eyes at her again and again, thinking that she was new and had never seen such a scene.

The competition of the descendants of the generals was also held for about an hour, and soon it was time to announce the results of the measurements.

These descendants are the hope of the future of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Emperor Jingming has always attached importance to the growth of these descendants, so at this moment, those brave and good generals are even more nervous than when they just competed by themselves, and they all looked at the attendants who were holding a booklet and planning to read out the results of the game at this time.

"Huo Shizi Huo Xiaoting, Luo Shizi Luo Xu, and Feng Shizi Feng Yi tied for the first place."

When this result was announced loudly, the faces of all the generals were also different.

The Huo family, including Old Master Huo, has a very calm expression, they have cultivated Huo Xiaoting since childhood, and they will never be in this small martial arts arena, so they are also much less optimistic about their achievements.

And although the faces of Weiguo Gong Luo Zhiyuan and Ningyuan Marquis Feng Xinheng looked calm, they could find a trace of excitement and pride when they looked closely.

After all, being able to be tied with Huo Xiaoting, who has always been the most successful and famous, shows that their dogs have made great progress.

If you think about it, Huo Xiaoting's reputation is not blown up by those little ladies, who makes people have a beautiful face.

At this time, there was only Xiao Hongbo, Marquis of Boyuan, looking at the proud look of his father and the achievements of his children, he glanced at Xiao Jue, who was still smiling at this time.

When others win, he actually laughed so much, and sure enough, there is a legend that other people's children are good children.

Thinking that he was famous for being the Marquis of Boyuan, he actually gave birth to such a second son, Xiao Hongbo threw an eye knife to Xiao Ying after the white eye.

After receiving this father's eye knife, Xiao Jue restrained her smile in celebration for her good brother Huo Xiaoting, realized that she had embarrassed his father, and hurriedly held her breath to warn herself to keep a low profile.

When he returns home, he will publicize it, anyway, it can't be done if his mother protects his father.

Xiao Jue, who was thinking like this, was soon ready to compete with her father in the second project.

The real competition of this willow shooting competition can be regarded as a real start.

Even Emperor Jingming, who had been sitting on the high platform drinking tea leisurely and watching the excitement, had already put down the tea cup in his hand and watched the rest of the game with more enthusiasm.

Cavalry shooting willows are formed in groups of two, with families and military camps as units. In the same distance, one person rides a horse and inserts willows, and one person shoots willows, and the shortest time is the winner.

Xiao Jue, Luo Xu, and Feng Yi are naturally in a group with their fathers. And Huo Xiaoting is in a group with the second master of the Huo family, that is, his second uncle Huo Yunhui.

The chamberlain of the palace had already given the contestants a willow branch of equal height and weight, with apples hanging from it, that had been prepared in advance.

At this time, Huo Yunhui, the second master of Huo, was holding the willow branch in his hand that was ready to race, and stood in front of the starting line of the arena on horseback, surrounded by Wei Guogong, Boyuan Marquis, Ning Yuan Marquis and others.

The red flag in the hands of the chamberlain has been raised, and even the horses ridden by all the generals are ready to obey the orders of their masters and gallop at any time.

As soon as the red flag fell, as the whip fell, these war horses raised their hooves one after another, rushed forward like a flood bursting the embankment, and stepped out of a piece of dust in the martial arts arena, which was not spectacular!

On the starting line, the descendants of the generals had also ridden their horses and stood there, looking solemn one by one, looking at their relatives in front of them and their group.

Huo Xiaoting held the bow and arrow in one hand and raised the horsewhip in the other, staring at the second uncle Huo Yunhui in the dust.

When the familiar figure crossed the farthest finish line, bent down and inserted the willow branch in his hand into the designated ground, and the attendant over there also raised the green flag, he dropped the whip in his hand.

The black horse under him cooperated with him tacitly, and was the first to take off and rush out.

Huo Xiaoting stretched out his hand and pulled out the white feather arrow in the quiver on his back, pulled the bow and aimed it, and waited until the horse's hooves had just stepped over the prescribed area before he shot the arrow straight through the willows.

The red apples on the willow branches were also shot by the white feather arrows, and they were very beautiful and dazzling in the dust.

"Good!" The audience cheered one after another.

Huo Xiaoting turned the horse's head and looked at Xiao Ying with great concern, as soon as he shot the arrow, he saw the eunuch next to him who was in charge of supervising the game holding up a small red flag high, and screamed: "Foul!" Out! ”

Xiao Hongbo, the Marquis of Boyuan, who had just crossed the finish line, was so angry that he blew his beard and almost flipped off his horse.

Whose child is this, who will take it away, he doesn't want it anyway. He didn't care about such an important game, his face was about to be lost by him!

In this way, there are three rounds of competition, and Huo Xiaoting and Huo Yunhui, the second master of Huo, cooperate tacitly, and the results are good.

The Xiao family fouled out, and the rest of the Luo family and the Feng family also had good results.

When the results were finally announced, it was the Huo family who won.

"Good!" Emperor Jing Ming walked down from the high platform with cheers, and took the bow and quiver from the hands of the personal eunuch, "I'm here to partner with Huo Shizi and see how the results are?" ”

Emperor Jingming's move is a signal to everyone that Huo Xiaoting's performance is what he recognizes the most today.

When the fathers of the princes saw Emperor Jingming's move, their expressions were different.

Xiao Hongbo's father, Boyuanhou, Xiao Hongbo's expression is the most indescribable.

He looked at his own son and looked at Huo Xiaoting with a smile, that look of honor made him really a little suspicious: did his son raise him for eighteen years for someone else's family?

O God! Can anyone tell him why his son is always someone else's best?!

That's it, you can't give away such a son, so it's better to keep it for yourself.