Lost
Wei Luo was slightly surprised. Wurong people grew up on horseback. It is said that they started to learn to ride horses when they were five years old. They are so good at riding that even women can ride horses on the grassland. It is not a shameful thing for Zhao Zhang to lose to them, but according to Zhao Liuli, it seems that this match should not have been lost.
Could it be that something happened
Wei Luo wanted to ask her what was going on, but seeing that Emperor Chongzhen's expression was not very good, she paused, but still didn't ask.
Just in time for the third game to start.
This game is biqishe. Although there are three people in each team, it is mainly a duel between Zhao Jie and Wan Chengzhen. The rules of the game are that everyone rides a steed around the martial arts field, and at the same time, there will be palace people flying sparrows outside the field. The team with the most shots will be the winner. Because Daliang and Wu Rong were tied in the first two games, this game is very important, everyone's eyes are on them, even Wei Luo and Zhao Liuli in the stands can't help but get nervous .
The cowhide drum outside the court was beating loudly, and one of Wu Rong's warriors was the first to play.
Two quarters of an hour later, Daliang and Wu Rong shot fifteen sparrows and eighteen sparrows respectively, leaving Zhao Jie and Wan Tengzhen for the rest.
Wan Tengzhen rode out on a tall black horse. He was wearing a mustache suit embroidered with swastika patterns on the right lapel, with broad shoulders and a broad back, giving him a majestic and majestic aura. He raised his right hand to his chest on the left side, saluted Emperor Chongzhen and Emperor Wu Rong in the stands, then held the reins tightly, shouted "drive" with great arrogance, and rushed out like an arrow off the string—
At the same time, dozens of birds were released from the side by the palace staff, and they all rushed to the sky, passing over Wan Chengzhen's head.
Wan Tengzhen drew his arrow and set his bow, his movements were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, aimed at a sparrow and shot it out. The arrow landed on the sparrow, and he didn't even look at it, so he shot the second and third... Almost every arrow hit every shot!
The palace servants were dumbfounded and counted: "Fourteen, fifteen, sixteen..."
When he came back from the circle of the training ground, he shot a total of twenty-one sparrows! In addition to the 18 that Wu Rong shot just now, everyone silently calculated in their hearts, and couldn't help but sweat for Zhao Jie. If Daliang wanted to win, he had to hit at least twenty-five arrows, but Wan Chengzhen's shooting speed almost didn't stop just now, could Zhao Jie be faster than him
Even Emperor Chongzhen frowned.
Wei Luo looked in Zhao Jie's direction, saying that she was not worried was a lie. Although she wanted him to win, she didn't want him to have too much pressure. The important thing is to participate, he just needs to do his best.
On the other hand, Zhao Jie didn't look anxious at all, he was still the same as before, calm and unhurried. Wan Tengzhen cast a meaningful look at him, but he just glanced over it, the expression on his face didn't even change, and he drove to the place where he set off. Zhao Jie seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look in Wei Luo's direction. Because the distance was too far, Wei Luo couldn't see his expression clearly, but he quickly looked away and rushed into the training ground with the sound of drums.
His body was tall and tall, and he looked even more upright when he was riding on a horse. The black-green embroidered gold dark-pattern robe fluttered in the wind, mixed with the sound of wind. The whole person is like an unsheathed sword, exquisite and sharp, just looking at it is enough to please the eyes. The people in the stands lost their minds for a moment, and when they came back to their senses again, they saw him pull out two golden servant arrows from the quiver, put them on the horn bow, and point the bowstring at the sky—
Everyone gasped, did Prince Jing plan to shoot both arrows together? It’s okay if the target is a still life, but this is a sparrow flying in mid-air!
Before everyone had any doubts, Zhao Jie's arrow had already been shot, and after a while, two sparrows fell straight down from midair.
Zhao Jie did not pause, and once again pulled out two golden servants from the quiver, and still shot the two sparrows respectively.
Emperor Wu Rong in the stands opened his mouth in astonishment, it was inconceivable. It doesn't matter if you hit a hundred shots and hit a hundred hits, you can also shoot two arrows at the same time. You must know that Zhao Jie and the sparrow are both moving. Could it be that Prince Jing is a fairy? Even if Wu Rong's army was defeated eight years ago, it is still so powerful eight years later! It should be said that Emperor Wu Rong still had the idea of defeating Zhao Jie at the beginning, but now he was beaten to death by Zhao Jie, and he was convinced.
Zhao Jie drew his bow for the last time, took out three golden servants, aimed at the last three sparrows in mid-air, and let go.
The palace servants on the side counted loudly: "Thirty-five, thirty-six, thirty-seven!"
Wan Chengzhen's face turned black and blue, changing very colorfully.
There is no doubt that Daliang won the riding and archery competition.
Zhao Liuli was thrilled to see it, her body was tense from beginning to end, her eyes were wide open, for fear of missing the slightest bit. Now Zhao Jie turned the situation around and turned defeat into victory. She happily shook Wei Luo's arm, "My emperor brother is too powerful."
Wei Luo also felt that Zhao Jie was very powerful, but she was too embarrassed to show it too obviously. After all, Emperor Chongzhen and Empress Chen were both there, so she should be more reserved. But she really thinks that Zhao Jie is so heroic and handsome, and she really wants to go up and hug him. At the same time, she feels a strong sense of pride in her heart. This is her man, can he not be amazing
The old man stood in the stands and announced the results of the riding and archery competition. In the first round of archery, Da Liang won, in the second round of riding, Wu Rong won, and in the third round of riding and shooting, Da Liang won. According to the rule of two out of three games, Daliang is the winner of this match.
Emperor Wu Rong was willing to admit defeat, stood up and saluted Emperor Chongzhen: "There are indeed a large number of talented people in Daliang, capable of writing and martial arts, and I, Wu Rong, a warrior, am willing to bow down."
Emperor Chongzhen said that he was polite, but he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes.
Wu Rongren came to the Central Plains this time, and there was another main purpose, which was to make peace.
The object of the marriage is the fourth prince Wan Tengzhen. Wan Chengzhen is twenty-five this year. Although there are countless beautiful concubines in his family, he does not have a regular wife. Emperor Wu Rong originally planned to ask Emperor Chongzhen for the Sixth Princess Zhao Liuli, but Empress Chen was reluctant to marry Liuli so far away, so the matter has been put on hold.
Now that Emperor Wu Rong mentioned it again, Empress Chen remembered what Zhao Jie said a few days ago.
"Danyang's age is similar to that of Wan Tengzhen, and she is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion. The prince assigned to Wu Rong is also a well-matched family. If she stays in Shengjing City, she will never be able to get out of the dead end and marry to a place farther away. It’s okay, maybe after a long time, I will see it for myself.”
Empress Chen recalled Zhao Jie's words and thought that what he said was not unreasonable.
If Gao Danyang stayed in Shengjing City, he would often hear news about Zhao Jie and Wei Luo, and his knots would become bigger and bigger, and he might fall into obsession and ruin his whole life. Empress Chen looked at Gao Danyang who was sitting below, who was wearing a pink and purple white butterfly and a patterned large-sleeve shirt. Seeing that Gao Danyang was staring at the training ground absently, he didn't know what he was thinking. Empress Chen sighed silently, looked away, and said to Emperor Chongzhen, "Your Majesty, I have an idea..."
On the other side, seeing Zhao Jie leave, Wei Luo hesitated for a moment, and finally found an excuse to leave the stands.
She knew it wasn't good for her to do this, as if she wanted to see him so much... But Wei Luo thought about it, she just wanted to see him, and it wasn't something to be ashamed of.
Thinking about it this way, her mood became more open.
Wei Luo knew that after Zhao Jie left the martial arts training ground, he would go back to the Baoshu Hall to rest. It used to be his bedroom. Since he left the palace to build a mansion, he didn't live there anymore. He only went there to rest occasionally when he entered the palace. Two moments.
Wei Luo only went there once, and it was when Zhao Jie led her there when she was seven or eight years old, but now she has almost forgotten about it. She walked forward according to her memory, with lush metasequoia on both sides, soaring into the clouds, covering most of the sky. The further she walked, the more secluded she felt, as if she had never been on this road before.
Jin Lu followed behind her, and asked anxiously: "Miss, did we go the wrong way? It doesn't look right."
There is no shadow of any palace in front, is Baoshu Hall really in this direction? The witch hazel was very skeptical.
Wei Luo looked around, recalled the scene back then, and was sure that he didn't go the wrong way. "It's here, let's go."
After not walking far, the front suddenly opened up. At the end of the Qingshi path is a spacious moon cave gate. Through the moon cave gate, there is the Baoshu Hall.
Wei Luo quickened her pace, the Moon Cave Gate was in front of her, and she was about to go in when she heard someone beside her say, "Wait a minute."
Wei Luo stopped and subconsciously followed the sound.
At the foot of the wall not far away, Wan Tengzhen sat crookedly on a flat stone. The sleeve of his left arm was rolled up, exposing his strong forearm. Seeing Wei Luo stop, he raised his other hand and beckoned, "Come here."
Why is this posture so teasing with a dog
Wei Luo absolutely refused to go there, who knew why he would appear here? What if it's a trap? She passed by by herself, and was seen by others staying with him alone and widowed, not to mention her innocence, maybe she would marry into the deserted Wu Rong.
She doesn't want to live a life where cattle and sheep are underestimated by wind and grass.
Wei Luo pursed her lips, decided to ignore him, and continued walking towards the Moon Cave Gate.
Wan Chengzhen probably didn't expect her to leave without looking back, startled, struggled to sit up straight and said: "You, the king is poisoned!"
In the riding and archery competition just now, Wan Tengzhen was crushed by Zhao Jie without dignity, feeling depressed, so he went for a walk in this Metasequoia forest alone. He never thought that this was Zhao Jie's former bedroom. He stopped outside the door and was accidentally attacked by a snake with yellow oblique stripes. The snake was not poisonous, and it was crushed to death by his palm. When he was about to leave, he saw Wei Luo approaching from a distance.
Zhao Jie made him look ugly, how about he teased his little princess? If Zhao Jie saw his woman with him, what expression would he have? What's more, this little girl is as beautiful as a flower, exquisite and translucent, it would be a pity not to provoke her.
But Wan Chengzhen never imagined that there would be women who would turn a blind eye to him.
After Wei Luo heard that he had been poisoned, he kept stopping, as if he couldn't see him at all.
It just so happened that Zhao Jie changed into a navy blue brocade robe woven with gold chisel pattern and walked out of the Moon Cave Gate. Wei Luo stepped forward quickly, and dodged behind him without saying hello to him.
The little girl grabbed the clothes on his back, only showing a pair of black eyes.
Zhao Jie was startled, and just about to ask a question, he saw Wan Tengzhen standing up slowly with his body supported by the foot of the wall not far away.
He narrowed his eyes, and the black pupils deepened.