Chapter 41: Sounds Powerful

However, Sun Zhuhe still has some concerns, and after being an official all these years, he can't help but want to doubt everything he sees. When you find a penny on the road, you have to think about whether someone has set him up.

This matter is too important, but he doesn't think that his own sister, who he brought up, will deceive himself. Instead, I am worried that these are all traps deliberately set by well-intentioned people.

The more Sun Zhuhe thought about it, the more he felt that it was very possible!

"Madam, do you think this matter is a trap deliberately set by someone who is jealous of Miaoqing's favor?"

Zhao rolled his eyes silently in his heart. There was no emperor's life, but he got the emperor's illness. The suspicion is so deep, are you tired?

But Miaoqing said that a man is a teenager until he dies, and he still has to coax when he should coax, and what can be solved by a few soft words, why not do it.

Zhao said, "The master is right, although the probability of this matter is not large, it cannot be guarded against." It's just that we are far away in Suzhou, and we can't reach the things in the palace, except for those things outside the body, we can only look at Miaoqing herself. โ€

"Don't hide it from my lord, in the few months in Beijing, although the concubine was in the back house, I also heard a lot of things about the young general and Concubine Hua."

"Concubine Hua is coercive in the harem, and she is more domineering than the queen. The young general is flying high, and there are many complaints in the government and the opposition. โ€

"To plan for the future, you should think about how to protect yourself."

Sun Zhuhe sighed, "I understand what you said, but I am in this position, and if I have the slightest intention of having a relationship with General Nian, I will have endless troubles." โ€

"It's not going in, it's not going back, it's difficult!"

The position of weaving is a first-class fat shortage, he is Nian Qianyao's money bag, so much silver money is sent to General Nian's mansion every year, how can General Nian let him go easily.

Zhao walked behind Sun Zhuhe, pinched his shoulders for him, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, if you are not in this position, General Yu Nian will be dispensable." โ€

"As long as you can get out of the center of the whirlpool, and then slowly get out, even if it is one day. Today's expectations are normal, even if they are implicated, they are limited. โ€

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood. The family business saved over the years can't be spent in a few lifetimes, and I can't do things with my head anymore. โ€

Sun Zhuhe was a little moved, and it was not easy to retreat, but it was not without opportunities. The accounts made before can be beautified and retouched, so that people can't find the handle.

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Sun Miaoqing, who has been smart since he was a child, is wearing a riding suit at this time, accompanying the big fat orange to practice archery.

Her hard-working hands, every day than the hour to grind ink is not counted, after grinding to practice arrows, after practicing back to the dormitory, but also to light lanterns to stay up all night embroidery.

These days, my hands have not only been pricked hundreds of times by needles, but also worn red by bows and arrows. I have to fall asleep with ointment every day, otherwise the next morning, I will be so painful that I can't even pick up my chopsticks.

[I don't know what's wrong, why does the big fat orange suddenly have to practice riding and archery for an hour every other day, and he has to accompany me. ใ€‘

[Obviously, I turned my eyebrows at every once in a while, why didn't I let her accompany her. ใ€‘

[I've been in a great sin these days. Why didn't anyone tell me before, being a concubine is still a manual job. ใ€‘

The big fat orange's bow is more and more energetic, and when he heard Sun Miaoqing's daring to be angry, he felt a lot more comfortable.

Aiming at the target, the bow in his hand was drawn into a full moon shape, and the fingers of his right hand were loosened, and the arrow galloped away like a bolt of lightning, hitting the bull's-eye.

"Over the years, I have been a lot lax in riding and shooting, and I didn't expect to be able to have the same level of accuracy as I did back then."

Su Peisheng said with a smile, "The emperor's riding and archery skills are the same as in the past, especially this archery technique, even if it is a general in the army, it is beyond the reach of few people." โ€

Seeing that the two people next to him were talking and laughing, Sun Miaoqing pulled out his small bow with difficulty, and then trembled and held the bow and arrow, aiming at the target ten steps away.

As soon as the finger was released, after the arrow was shot, it grazed the left side of the target and fell not far away. Hearing the arrogant laughter of the big fat orange, Sun Miaoqing felt that her self-esteem was deeply hurt.

The big fat orange is a hundred steps through the poplar, and the arrows do not miss, and half of the ten arrows can hit the bull's-eye.

Unlike her, half of Yang's ten arrows can be shot at the target in ten steps, all of which are lucky.

Seeing that the laughter around her was getting louder and louder, and she didn't stop at all, Sun Miaoqing said angrily, "Is it so funny?" The emperor asked the concubine to accompany you to shoot arrows, just to see the concubine's jokes? โ€

Big Fat Orange comforted, "You are not the daughter of Jiangmen, and you have never touched mounted archery before, and of course you are not familiar with bows and arrows, so how can I mock you because of this." โ€

Sun Miaoqing said unhappily, "Then when the emperor said this, can you put away the ridicule on his face?" โ€

The big fat orange put away the smile on his face, walked behind Sun Miaoqing, and made an archery posture with his big hand overlapping his small hand.

"Since you don't know how to bow and arrow, I will teach you, and when you can pierce Yang in ten steps, I will not laugh."

Sun Miaoqing โ˜„ เธบ (โ—ฃะดโ—ข)โ˜„!

[Why didn't God come to a thunderbolt and kill this Versailles directly! ] ใ€‘

[It's amazing to be able to shoot arrows, can I still show off to others? ] ใ€‘

[Have you seen the teacher's thoughts? That's a dragon slaying technique! ใ€‘

[I still exercise with such a lot of work every day, I don't know that it is so easy to die suddenly at a young age? ] ใ€‘

Big Fat Orange's eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze followed the bow and arrow, staring at the bright red bullseye ten steps away.

Dragon slaying skills?

What kind of thought can still slay a dragon? What is mathematics, physics and chemistry?

Sounds amazing......

Is it something like the arithmetic and geometry that Nan Huairen brought back then?

The little woman in her arms is really a treasure trove, but she doesn't know how to make her say all those things willingly.

But what is sudden death? It was said before that he was too diligent in government politics to be exhausted to death. Now that he often exercises, and says that he will die suddenly, can he just lie down?

Da Tang thought about this, and did not delay him to teach Sun Miaoqing to shoot arrows wholeheartedly, after all, at such a distance, he could shoot casually with his eyes closed.

"Keep your hands steady, your eyes sharp, pull the arrow back with your right hand, and pull the bow in the shape of a full moon. Aim at the target, then let go. โ€

"In a moment, you will shoot the arrow, you know?"

Sun Miaoqing nodded, "The concubine understands. โ€

When she was ready again, she only heard Tachibana say, "Let go." โ€

Sun Miaoqing loosened the fingers of her right hand, and the arrow flew out, hitting the target ten steps away, although it did not reach the bull's-eye, but it was also in the position of the eighth ring, which was her best result so far.

"The emperor can shoot at any point, and the concubine can shoot it, and there is nothing difficult about this archery, I didn't think that the concubine also has the talent of a military general."

Big Fat Orange: (#ใ‚šะ”ใ‚š) You think too much, you don't!