Chapter 26: Nine Days of Yi Shooting

Everyone met each other, and they came to the mid-mountain pavilion and sat down together, and talked happily. After the tea, everyone walked to the top of the mountain together, and looked into the north into the distance, but saw that the north was boundless, and the river was flat. Mr. Xu Wentao said: "How many ancient heroes fought in front of them, Huo Qubing and Li Guang all went deep into the desert from here, galloped across the battlefield, pursued the Huns, and made immortal achievements, shining in the annals of history. I want to be a traitor in the Ming Dynasty, Wen Tian is martial, the defense is lax, and the Huns go south from time to time, killing my border people and kidnapping my rich women. Now autumn is coming, the Xiongnu are about to go south, and my people of the Ming Dynasty are going to suffer again. With that, he sighed repeatedly. He also said: "I went to the north this time, to inspect the border fortress, draw a picture, and make friends with Yan Zhao's generous and tragic people, I don't want to have three more heroes today, it is really my great luck." ”

After listening to Xu Wentao's words, Leng Yuhu suddenly had a desire to serve the country and kill the enemy. Everyone stood on the mountain peak, pointed out the country, and talked about their life's ambitions.

The sun is getting late, Zhang Guangzhen said: "It's rare for everyone to be so speculative, so we will drink in the mid-mountain pavilion and appreciate the northern moon." ”

Everyone came to the Mid-Mountain Pavilion and sat down. The family has already put down the wine and food, and everyone pushes the cup and changes the lamp, and drinks happily.

At this time, a bright moon in the east has risen to the sky, sprinkling a clear light like frost, shining all over the mountains and fields here as if it were day, the pine forests are silent, and the mountains are low. Xu Wentao said: "I'll sing a song to help the wine." ”

So he picked up the wine glass, stepped out of the pavilion, looked at the bright moon in the air, and sang:

"A round of autumn shadows turned into golden waves, and the flying mirrors were resharpened. Ask Auntie about the wine: What can people do if they are bullied by white hair?

It's good to ride the wind, the sky is thousands of miles, and you can look down at the mountains and rivers. Cut off Gui Po Sa, humanity is, and there is more clear light. ”

Generous and sad songs, singing with songs. Zhang Guangzhen applauded: "Mr. Xu has made a good speech!"

Xu Wentao's face was a little feverish, but it was covered by wine, and he said, "This is not my words." This is a poem written by Xin Qiji, a patriotic lyricist in the Southern Song Dynasty. Xu Wentao walked into the pavilion, raised his wine glass, and said, "Please!" Everyone raised their glasses and drank them all. Mr. Xu Wentao asked: "Do you know this Xin Qiji? He is a native of Shandong, and at that time Shandong had already fallen to the Jin State, and he witnessed our Han people being ravaged by the Jin people, and set up his ambition to repay the country's shame and restore the Central Plains. One year, when the gold lord invaded the south, the 21-year-old Xin Qiji immediately gathered more than 2,000 people and raised the banner of resistance to Jin. When the Northern Righteous Army was in danger of defeat, Xin Qiji led more than 50 people to attack the enemy camp of tens of thousands of people, and then led the Righteous Army to our Southern Song Dynasty. Xin Qiji can be described as a generous and tragic man in the north, and he is a real great hero and hero! To be a human being is to be such a person, and to make friends with people is to make friends with such heroes and heroes who take the world as their own responsibility. ”

Xu Wentao's words, everyone was encouraged, Zhang Guangzhen said: "Okay! Mr. Xu said it so well! Learn the art of literature and martial arts, and sell it to the emperor's family." Come, let's toast to Mr. Xu's words. ”

Xu Wentao put down the wine glass and sighed: "But now that Yan Song is in power, bribing public banks, forming parties for personal gain, people with lofty ideals are useless." Now the northern Xiongnu are eyeing the tiger, harassing from time to time, the southeast coast, the Japanese are rampant, burning, killing and looting, the court has sent many people to conquer and suppress, there are a few talented and capable generals, fought several victories, the traitorous party is jealous again, and persecuts, so every year to levy and suppress, but always work in vain, empty money and silver. Alas...... "After that, he looked at everyone and said, "What is the use of the scholar sitting down and discussing? Don't let me alone ruin everyone's drinking, come and come, everyone drink happily." “

Leng Yuhu didn't expect such an unremarkable person, but he had such a big ambition, he really judged people by his appearance, and he didn't know how many heroes and heroes in the world had died!

Zhang Guangzhen said: "We are rough people, and we will not be like Mr. Xu. Come on, Zhang Gangxu, Yang Xiaoxia, the two of you will play a trick to help the wine. ”

The two of them heard this, and took their bows and came to the open space outside the pavilion. The two lowered their heads and discussed for a while, Yang Xiaoxia pulled her bow and shot an arrow into the sky, the arrow flew into the sky like a meteor, and after a while, I saw the arrow shoot down. said that it was too late, it was fast, Zhang Gangxu had already pulled his bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow "swished" and shot at the falling arrow at the beginning, just hitting the arrow, and both arrows flew into the air. Everyone praised: "Good!"

But he saw two arrows flying into the air, and when he had finished his strength, he turned his head and fell sharply to the ground. Zhang Gangxu hurriedly fired two arrows in succession, although these two arrows were sent out one after another, they flew into the air together, and collided with the two falling arrows in the air, and the four arrows flew into the air. Yang Xiaoxia pulled her bow on her back and shot arrows, and the two arrows flew into the air, shooting the two falling arrows down the mountain.

The crowd applauded and cheered, and praised in unison:

"Wonderful!"

"The ancient marksman, that's just it. ”

The two put away their bows, walked into the pavilion together, and said, "It's ugly." ”

Huang Buyuan stepped forward, patted the shoulders of the two, and praised: "It's really a family heirloom archery, wonderful in the world! Young heroes, extraordinary!" turned around and said to everyone: "Let's all toast the little heroes." ”

Everyone toasted together to celebrate.

Xu Wentao waited for everyone to put down the wine glasses and said, "It's really Xue Rengui of the Three Arrows Heavenly Mountain." The two young heroes will definitely be the generals of my Ming Dynasty. Then he said to Zhang Guangzhen: "I have been in Guizhuang for more than a month, and I haven't seen Zhang Zhuang's magic arrow skills, today is a rare gathering of heroes in the world, why not give it a try, so that we can open our eyes and help the wine." ”

Zhang Guangzhen was quite interested, and laughed: "It's ugly." Standing up, taking Zhang Gangxu's bow and arrows, he came to the outside of the pavilion, looked around, and opened up, Zhang Guangzhen said: "Come on, come on, let's go down a few steps." ”

Everyone followed him, walked down the mountain, walked a mile away, there was a pine tree on the side of the mountain road, Zhang Zhuang said: "You see, there is only one tree here, and there are birds perched on the tree at night, waiting for me to shoot it." He drew his bow and shot an arrow, and an arrow was shot into the leaves, but he saw a "buzz" sound, and seven or eight small birds flew out of the leaves, and flew in all directions. Zhang Zhuang took out the family heirloom stunt "Yi Shooting Nine Days" and swished...... A series of seven arrows, among the arrows, seven small birds scattered and fell on the slopes of the mountains on both sides.

Zhang Guangzhen, the owner of the village, held the bow in his hand and said, "I'm smiling." This is the technique of 'Yi Shooting Nine Days', my ancestor once had nine shots in a row, and when it came to me, he could only shoot seven shots in a row, which was not as good as his ancestors, and he was really ashamed. Leng Yuhu and the others applauded one after another, and said, "This is already very rare." ”

Everyone came to the Mid-Levels Pavilion again, drank and talked. Xu Wentao said: "Master Zhangzhuang, I have been here in Guizhuang for more than a month, the mountains and rivers in the north of Xinjiang here are beautiful, I have surveyed once, and I have also drawn pictures, and I will make friends with people in the future." I think that the day after tomorrow, I will say goodbye to all the heroes and prepare to visit the capital. In the future, we will be destined, and we will be able to meet together as we do today. ”

Zhang Guangzhen said: "Mr. Xu is a free and easy person, I Zhang can't keep if he wants to, why bother to learn from the woman in the world, mother-in-law and mother-in-law, in the future, Mr. Xu will travel north, and he must come to my village." ”

Xu Wentao said: "That's nature. ”

Everyone drank a few more glasses. Xu Wentao said: "The separation is imminent, I will sing another song for everyone." Then he cleared his throat and sang:

"Reminiscing about the past, I drank in the pavilion in the middle of the mountain, and most of the people who sat in the middle were heroes. The sky and the moon are silent. In the sparse shadow of the pine leaves, the flute is played until dawn.

More than 20 years have been like a dream, although this body is shocking. Idle in the small pavilion to see the new sunshine. How many things have happened in ancient and modern times, and the fishery sang three watches. ”

The last section turns into a mournful tone, low and tactful, and the aftermath lingers. I think Mr. Xu Wentao can't help but feel sad when he thinks that the separation is imminent.

At this time, the moon was already setting in the west, the sky was full of wind and frost, and the night was deep.