Guangwu Yuntai General, Taizong Lingyan Pavilion.

It's the boy Dezhiqiu.

Hugh, a few people can get to the end.

The wine in the cup is as good as the Hou of Guannei.

- The Golden Scripture

At half an hour, the morning sun hangs high in the east sky, and the sky is extremely clear, leaving only a little flowing cloud lazily lying on the canopy and not leaving. The warm light sprinkled between the green branches, wantonly cutting the shadows on the ground, and suddenly a gust of wind passed by and messed up the creases.

The Great Xia Gate is draped in the sunlight to show its majesty and majesty, and a team of armored guards and sergeants in the Xuanwu Field are lined up, and the sparkling waves flow on the armor leaves, and from time to time there are light and dark undulating ripples.

A half-person-high viewing platform was temporarily set up on the Daxia Gate, and the viewing platform was twenty steps wide, and Sima Lun of Xiangguo sat on the platform surrounded by a group of officials of the Great Jin Dynasty. Tan Lihong, the eunuch who was waiting on the side, got a few orders from Sima Lun and immediately trotted all the way down the city tower.

Du Yi, who was waiting under the city, saw Gonggong Gao go down to the city tower and hurriedly greeted him and said: "Father-in-law, the first game is a foot shooting competition, and Liu Yao, a person from the clouds, will face Murong Han of Pingzhou, and the next official will go to tell the prince?" ”

Where is your turn to tell the prince! Tan Lihong glanced at him and said, "You are waiting here." After speaking, Gonggong Tan trotted all the way upstairs and said to Sima Lun: "Lord Wang, the minions have been arranged, the first round of the competition is to try foot shooting kung fu, and the two sides are Liu Yao from Yunzhong and Murong Han from Pingzhou, everything is ready, just wait for your will." Sima Lun then said, "Then let's get started." Tan Lihong bowed his waist deeply and said, "The slave takes the order", and then it paced quickly to the battlements and shouted to the city: "The prince has an order, compete with the soldiers, start!" ”

Murong Han raised his bow and stood still in the field, and after a little trial of the string, the bow had two stones, and the target was a hundred steps away, and he glanced at his opponent. Liu Yao didn't look at Murong Han, he looked at the target in the distance and said, "I didn't think it was you again, so I will learn how Murong Xianbei's archery skills are." Murong Han sneered: "It's not to disappoint you." ”

The bow was wide open, the arrows were full of strings, and the delicate iron-clad wolf tooth Mitsubishi arrows flashed in the sunlight, Murong Han and Liu Yao both bent their bows and aimed a hundred steps away, and only heard two arrows and saw two cold lights flying, all hit!

The two changed the arrow and shot again, and hit again, and the two changed the arrow and shot again, and the center was repeated. Liu Yao smiled and said, "It seems that it is not easy for you to win. After saying that, another arrow shot the bull's-eye. Murong Han calmly responded: "Your Excellency is too confident. After speaking, he didn't care, Liu Yao also shot an arrow to the bull's-eye.

The two shot and hit in a row, and then shot and hit, and repeated for more than 30 rounds before the winner was decided. There was already a lot of discussion on the Great Xia Gate, and General Wei Zhang Lin asked, "How many rounds is this?" Xun Song replied: "It seems that there are thirty rounds?" Lu Ji said: "It has already passed thirty-two rounds, and this round is thirty-three rounds." Sun Xiu then said to Sima Lun: "People have a hundred shots, and seventy more rounds are enough." Sima Lun smiled: "Yes, Junzhong said it well, it depends on whether these two people can hit every shot." ”

Liu Yao pulled his bow, silently calculated in his heart that it was about seventy rounds, and said silently: I don't believe you can hit every shot! An arrow sounded beside him, and Murong Han hit again. Liu Yao got rid of distracting thoughts, shot an arrow and hit the bull's-eye again, the arrow sank into the stake, leaving only the tail feathers trembling slightly.

Everyone on the upper floor of Daxia paid attention to the competition below, Zhang Lin said: "Congratulations to the prince, these two people seem to be real talents who are good at shooting" Sun Xiu then said: "You can give a battalion captain to these two people, so that people know that the prince is a talent." Man Fen hurriedly echoed and said, "It is exactly, Sun Zhongshu has a high opinion, and his subordinates also feel that such an arrangement can best demonstrate your wisdom, Lord Wang." Sima Lun said with a smile: "Don't worry, you guys, it's not too late to wait for the two of them to finish the competition." ”

Everyone on the high platform continued to watch the battle, Murong Han and Liu Yao chased after me, and one arrow after another kept hitting, but every time Murong Han bent his bow and shot, while Liu Yao gradually slowed down, and each time he needed to open his bow for a while before shooting the arrow.

On the ninety-seventh round, Murong Han bent the bow, set up the arrow, and shot the arrow in one go, and the feather arrow hit the bull's-eye for the ninety-seventh time. With Murong Han Zhuyu in front, Liu Yongming naturally felt anxious, he bent his bow and aimed at the target a hundred steps away and took a deep breath, the hand that held the string seemed to want to release the arrow but did not release it, and after taking a deep breath, he shot the arrow, fortunately, this arrow hit.

On the ninety-eighth round, Murong Han bent the bow, set up the arrow, and shot the arrow in one go, and the arrow was inserted into the bull's-eye again impartially. In this way, Liu Yongming was naturally anxious again, he tried to release the arrow several times and gave up several times, and only after a few breaths did he release the bowstring, and the arrow left the string, and finally hit the target.

On the ninety-ninth round, Murong Han bent his bow, set up an arrow, and shot an arrow in one go, and the arrow galloped a hundred steps and hit the wooden target. Murong Han smiled, tilted his head slightly and said to Liu Yao, "It's your turn." ”

Liu Yongming clasped the bowstring in his hand, and scolded angrily in his heart, "It's such a fierce enemy!" He pulled the strings so long that he loosened them halfway through and then refilled them. Gu Rong, who was watching from upstairs, chuckled: "It seems that this archer from Bingzhou is a little nervous." Lu Ji nodded and said, "The pre-imperial competition is reasonable." As he spoke, the arrow in Liu Yao's hand left the string and hit the target again, and Liu Yao let out a long breath again.

On the hundredth round, Murong Han's face was as usual, he calmly bent the bow, set up the arrow, and shot the arrow without the slightest hesitation, and the arrow hit the target again - 100 shots and 100 hits! Murong Han smiled slightly: "Fortunately, I don't disgrace my life." ”

Liu Yongming's head could already see sweat running down his cheeks, he held the bow with one hand and buckled the string with the other, and roared in his heart, "How can I lose when I slaughter all the nobles?" He took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, the bowstring was full and loose, loose and full, and the audience was silent, waiting for Liu Yao's arrow.

Lu Ji said to Gu Rong: "Yan Xian, look at the young man with white eyebrows, he still needs to be trained when he can't hold his breath. Gu Rong said, "How do you think that the one called Murong Han seems to be younger than him?" Lu Ji also smiled: "So if you have ambitions, you don't want to make rice cakes, and rice cakes are still good in our hometown Jiangnan." ”

While the two were talking, Liu Yongming finally shot an arrow, and this arrow was still hit. Seeing his arrow hit the target in the distance, Liu Yao let out a long breath, only to feel a slight chill on his head, and he actually felt a little cold sweat.

At this time, Murong Han opened his mouth and said: "It is difficult to distinguish between the two in such a competition, you might as well take my knife and stick it a hundred steps away, shoot the golden ring on the handle of the knife, and the one who wears the ring wins." As he spoke, he pulled out the saber at his waist and handed it to the military attache and motioned for him to stick it a hundred paces away.

The military attache looked Murong Han up and down, took the knife and said to him, "It's up to you." The military attache immediately inserted Murong Han's saber a hundred steps away, and the sword ring stood on it, looking extremely small from a hundred steps away.

Murong Han bent the bow again, and the hand wearing the iron wrench tightly clasped the iron rod and the wolf tooth Mitsubishi arrow pulled the bowstring, still without hesitation, the full string was shot, and the arrow was like a flying lightning slashing through a streamer of light and a hundred steps through the knife ring.

In an instant, the Xuanwu field was quiet, and then it was "Hit!" Hit! Hit! One after another, the word of mouth spread in the Xuanwu field, first the Su Guards, and then the crowds of people watching the battle, shooting the knife ring in a hundred steps, since ancient times, the magic skill is nothing more than this!

The many dignitaries watching the battle on the Great Xia Gate were all amazed, and Lu Ji sighed: "Hundred-step archery knife ring, I don't want to have such a magic skill." Gu Rong sighed: "In ancient times, there was a hundred steps from Yang, and now there is a Murong Han hundred steps to shoot the knife ring, and it is also a good story to reflect each other. ”

Amidst countless admiration, Murong Han stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please and said to Liu Yao, "Please." ”

Liu Yao ignored Murong Han, he snorted coldly and once again bent his bow to aim at the upside-down knife ring a hundred steps away, trying to let go of the bowstring again and again but couldn't make up his mind again and again, after a long time, Liu Yao sighed in his heart, "That's it!" He finally let go of the fastened bowstring, and the feather arrow was off the string, and in an instant it was a hundred paces, and with a soft sound, the arrow grazed the ring of the sword, and the arrow missed.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Liu Yu, a free-rider, suggested to Xiangguo Sima Lun: "Such talents are working, why don't you reward one or two?" Sima Lun bowed his head and said: "Qingsun is reasonable, take my bow." Gonggong Tan, who had been waiting, immediately paced quickly and took a bow and presented it to Sima Lun with respectful hands: "Lord Wang, the slave has taken the bow." ”

But said that the bow, the position of the bow in the hand is inlaid with floating flowers and blue rhyme ice jade, and the bowstring seems to be coated with cinnabar a line of blood, and the bow itself is not a strong bow for foot shooting, but a soft bow for riding and shooting.

Sima Lun picked up the bow and said: "This bow is called the dragon string, it is said that this bowstring is a bloody dragon tendon drawn from the dragon's body, which is a tribute from the South China Sea. After speaking, he handed the dragon string bow to Liu Yu and said, "Qingsun, you go and give this treasure bow to the young man who shoots the knife ring on behalf of the prime minister." ”

Liu Yu received Sima Lun's order to go down to the city tower, and Murong Han saw this Liu Sanqi wearing a purple court robe with carved clouds rolling down, a crown of clouds on his head, and a sharp light like a blade beating in his eyes from time to time, which was very compelling.

Liu Yu's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he asked with a smile: "Is Murong Xianbei's patriarch Murong Xianbei in Liaodong good?" ”

Murong Han was taken aback at first, and then replied calmly: "Thank you for your concern, I have a lot of energy, and I have always followed the example of China in governing small states, but I can't see Tianyan from time to time when I am far away from the border, so I was sent to meet Shangbang, and I have already submitted the above documents in Kecao a few days ago." ”

Liu Yu nodded and smiled and stopped continuing the topic, he handed the dragon string bow in his hand to Murong Han and said, "This official is entrusted by Lord Xiangguo to give you this bow." This bow is called the Dragon String Bow, and it is said that this bowstring is a bloody dragon tendon drawn from the dragon's body, and it is a tribute from the South China Sea. Sangkoku-sama values you very much. ”

Murong Han waved respectfully in the direction of the city tower and said, "Thank you Lord Xiangguo for your kindness, I don't know your name?" ”

Liu Yu replied: "This official Liu Yu is currently a free horseman. ”

Murong Han then gave a slight salute again and said: "It turned out to be Lord Liu of Luozhong Yiyi, the twenty-four friends of Jingu are beautiful and beautiful, and they have been admired for a long time. ”

Liu Yu smiled and said: "It's just a little false name, don't talk about it, Lord Xiangguo below will still see you win the championship in cavalry and archery, but don't let Xiangguo down." ”

The poem says:

Jade Zhu String Treasure Bow

The new two fights for the spring breeze

Tens of thousands of people looked at Jinle

100 steps through the ring and arrows in the air

Murong Han's 100-step shooting knife ring, the winner of the dragon string, is a good story. Not to mention Liu Yao, who left the field gloomily, the next round of imperial cavalry shooting is already on the verge of starting.