Early this morning, Ye Xingyuan got up and planned to go to the west courtyard of the post house to find Mrs. Li. Since the departure of a group of people from Dinghu Province, Ye Xingyuan, Tang Shiyan and Zhu Ning'er monopolized the east courtyard and gave up the west courtyard to Li Cheng's Huashi Gang, and the two sides were connected through a side gate in the garden.

Of course, Tang Shiyan was in high spirits after facing the saint, sleeping in the willows, and he had not returned for several days and nights. Except for a few people who were waiting, the east courtyard seemed a little empty.

But today, the door of the post house was lively, Ye Xingyuan had just walked into the garden, and he saw a bunch of people rushing in, led by a young man, with an arrogant face, and his mouth kept shouting, "Where is Ye Xingyuan, let him come out to see me!"

Looking for me? Ye Xingyuan was a little confused, this person was richly dressed and had a very big tone, looking like some kind of second generation at this age. But Ye Xingyuan has been used to dealing with scholars in the past few years, even if he has offended Zhang Gongzi of Hanjiang Mansion, he is blindly pretending, where is he so rude?

"Little Marquis, where is he!" someone pointed to Ye Xingyuan in the garden from afar. The young man glared, ran towards Ye Xingyuan, and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"You are Ye Xingyuan? What skills do you have to get a knighthood? I think you must be a deceitful and a thief, and you don't repent quickly!" he was extremely angry, and he was arrogant.

Ye Xingyuan hadn't seen this kind of simple and rude second generation official for a long time, and he heard the people below call him Little Marquis, it should be after Xungui. Sure enough, it was because Ye Xingyuan suddenly became a knight and came to the door to attack him. Ye Xingyuan was also mentally prepared for this, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly and so untechnically.

He was naturally not afraid, took a step back, and said casually: "Who is the driver?" It is Ye Xingyuan below, and the lord of the En Cavalry Captain is the emperor's grace, I only know how to receive it, and I dare not question it." ”

The young man was furious, "You don't recognize me?

Ye Xingyuan was speechless. I complained in my heart that I have only been in the capital for a few days, who can I meet?

Someone next to him hurriedly answered: "Our little marquis is the second son of Zhaoning Hou, don't hurry up to see the gift!"

Ye Xingyuan, the second son of the Marquis of Zhaoning, turned his mind, he was not too familiar with the lineage of the nobles in Beijing, but the Marquis of Zhaoning was still famous. They followed Emperor Wu Qingjun's side in the midst of the Jingjing, and it seems that the first Zhaoning Marquis Xiong Zhenhai led the army to break through the city wall of Jingzhaofu.

At that time, he was named the Duke of Zhaoning, but the Xiong family was all martial artists, and the door style was extremely domineering. After the martyrdom, there was no war, and there was no opportunity for meritorious service. Although their family did not cause a big mess, they continued to make small mistakes, and after all, in a certain generation, because the emperor hated it, they did not receive a grace, and they were demoted to a first-class marquis.

Judging from the performance of this so-called "little marquis", the Xiong family is really consistent, he is just the second son, not the son of the world, and in the future, at most, he will be a Grace Cavalry Captain and Yun Cavalry Captain. What qualifications do you have to be called Little Marquis? and what qualifications do you have to put up a stand in front of Ye Xingyuan?

Thinking that it was just nonsense from these people who were making fun of the horses, Ye Xingyuan arched his hand and smiled indifferently: "It turned out to be the second son of Xiong, the Marquis of Zhaoning has been brave for generations, and he is very admired below." If nothing else. And so he took his leave. ”

Hello the second son, goodbye, Ye Xingyuan is too lazy to compete with these stupid pig-like children. Even if the son of Governor Zhang's family is still a scholar, this person doesn't even know a big character. Arguing with him is simply lowering your style.

The second son of Xiong couldn't hear the perfunctory words in his words, turned his head and laughed: "The majesty of our family is really known to everyone, and this kid is also interesting." ”

I'll just say a polite remark. Don't you take it so seriously, isn't it? When Xiong Zhenhai stepped on the city wall of Jingzhao Mansion, it was naturally mighty, but this has been passed down from generation to generation, and the Zhaoning Hou Mansion has a good reputation other than bullying men and women? Ye Xingyuan said in his heart.

If it is a serious heir, maybe he needs to be educated well to maintain the inheritance of the family, and this kind of second son is estimated to be left to the Hou Mansion, and he will not be able to jump for a few years anyway.

Ye Xingyuan was too lazy to say, turned around and was about to leave, but was pulled by the second male son, "Go slowly!" I came today to beat you up and get angry, to see you on the road, and to spare you for the time being." But since you are knighted, you should always have some ability, I will compete with you to see if you deserve this title!"

The second male son was burly and had great strength, Ye Xingyuan was pulled by him and couldn't take a step, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart. It seems that although these martial arts children have no one to take care of their brains, their bodies are still not at a loss. You must know that Ye Xingyuan himself is also a Haoran body, although he has not practiced well, but his physical strength and state are at the peak of adults, and he has been completely suppressed, and this male second son has a lot of kung fu under his hands.

Yuji's attendant added: "Exactly, my little marquis is also a captain of Yin Fengen, and he is equivalent to you, if you are not worthy of your name, won't you bring his reputation to you?"

As he spoke, someone came in with a wooden target and a large black bow, the body of which was made of black iron, the thickness of an arm, and it looked unusually heavy. The second son of Xiong took it easily, and couldn't help but stuff it into Ye Xingyuan's hand, and sneered: "Let's shoot a few arrows to play, but don't be too embarrassed!"

Ye Xingyuan carried the bow, only to feel that his arm was sore, it was a little difficult to lift, not to mention shooting arrows with a bow, this was not his specialty at all!

Ye Xingyuan felt that this was the most likely, so he shirked it and said: "I am a literati, and I am not good at riding and shooting, not to mention that in the post house, how can I use a bow and arrow in vain, it is still not comparable!"

The second male son squinted at him, "No, no! Since you are a knight captain, you must be skilled in bows and horses, don't be modest, you will try to shoot a few arrows first, if you can't shoot well, we will never laugh at you!"

No one believed this, Ye Xingyuan looked at the expressions of a group of them watching the show, and knew that if he really shot an arrow, the other party would definitely laugh and laugh, and it would spread to the entire capital, making him, a newly promoted knight, a laughing stock.

As for the fact that he was not knighted as a scholar because of his martial arts, no one cared about this kind of detail at all.

In this case, Ye Xingyuan suddenly felt familiar, in fact, the battle between the martial artists and the battle of the literati is also very similar, it is nothing more than forcing you to write poems and essays, saying that you don't have to worry if you don't write well, we will definitely not spread it. If Ye Xingyuan really made a crooked poem, it would be strange to see that they didn't laugh and went crazy.

Only Ye Xingyuanwen is sure of his fight, and there is no problem in crushing others with hundreds of poems, but he really doesn't have a golden finger in martial arts, and it is not easy for him to barely shoot this arrow, and it is even more impossible to aim at a wooden target a hundred steps away.

Unexpectedly, he was embarrassed by this kind of small trick that was not on the stage, Ye Xingyuan was upset, and when he wanted to refuse to leave with his sleeves sternly, he heard laughter from the side, "Ye Gongzi's bow skills are wonderful, where is his habit of using this light bow?" In my opinion, this nine-stone bow is only suitable for women, does the second male son usually use this bow?"

Mrs. Li suddenly came, calmly stretched out her slender jade hand, took the iron bow from Ye Xingyuan's hand, and shook it slightly, her expression was very disdainful.

She sneered, the second male son was about to be angry, but when he looked back and saw her charming face, his bones immediately half crisped, and he salivated: "Which little lady is this? Ye Xingyuan is your concubine?

He was not polite, and asked for a woman as soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Xingyuan frowned, and was about to explain. Mrs. Li chuckled and said, "The person I value must be the heroes of the world, if the second son can beat me in the bow and arrow, then what if I go with you?"

She actually didn't deny that she was Ye Xingyuan's concubine, Ye Xingyuan was stunned, could she really be a good archer, could she win against this male second son, or did she have other plans?

The second male son laughed, "Beauty uses arrows, rigidity and softness, it's really beautiful." Okay, I don't need you to beat me, as long as you can hit the target a hundred steps away, I'll let you go. ”

This delicate and timid woman, it is good to be able to shoot a hard bow, and she still wants to shoot, which is really fantastic.

Mrs. Li shook her head disdainfully, "If you say that you want to compare, it is a real knife and a real gun, and I don't need you to let me." How simple is it to shoot a target at 100 steps? It is not uncommon for women in our boudoir to play this, you take the target out of the door and count 300 steps.

I'll shoot a trick, as long as you can do the same, Childe, even if I lose. ”

Three hundred steps? The second son of Xiong couldn't help but be shocked, for the Nine Stone Bow, three hundred steps is indeed still an effective range, but there is no guarantee of accuracy. Ye Xingyuan's concubine actually has the ability to shoot a three-hundred-step target?

Even if it is his eldest brother, he usually practices a target of 200 steps, but this wooden target is so small that he can't really see it 300 steps away, how can he shoot it? It must be bluffing!

The second son of Xiong was thinking so in his heart, so he agreed and ordered someone to move the target three hundred steps away from the door. Mrs. Li looked at it from a distance, held a bow and said with a smile: "It's almost, let's see my archery skills!"

She took a breath, sank her waist and pressed her shoulders, pulled her right hand, put on the carving feather, and bowed like a full moon.

Ye Xing is far from being an expert, but he can also see that this posture is beautiful and lightweight, it seems that Mrs. Li is worthy of marrying Jiangmen, this bow and horse kung fu is really a master.

The second son of Xiong was also taken aback, and those followers were also dumbfounded all of a sudden. As soon as the connoisseur made a move, he knew if there was any, this woman's technique of opening the bow was ingenious, and the strength was enough, whether this arrow could really be shot.

As soon as Mrs. Li loosened the bowstring, there was a sound of hammers, and arrows shot out, only to hear a bang, and they had hit the target, right in the bull's-eye!

The second male son was dumbfounded, and before he could speak, he saw Mrs. Li suddenly carry the bow behind her, and opened the bow with her backhand, shot an arrow from her back, and hit the red heart.

Open the bow left and right, shoot straight and back, and pierce Yang in 100 steps, this archery can already be described as miraculous. The second son of Xiong knew that he couldn't do it no matter what, and he was ashamed of himself. I saw Mrs. Li raise her beautiful feet, resist the bow, hook her right leg back, and use her legs to open the bow, outlining the graceful waist and hip curve.

"Ye Gongzi, the slave family is not a weak woman!" Mrs. Li smiled lightly, with a little right foot, the arrow flew and pierced the red heart squarely. I only heard the bang, and the whole wooden target was shattered by this arrow! (To be continued......