Seeing that no one in the room seemed to respond, the person beating the gong put away the gong and prepared to get a bow and arrow to give each person a one.
Suddenly, a person walked out from the side of the crowd. He was tall and slender, with an extraordinary demeanor and a black mask on his face.
Pei Zheng walked to the place where bows and arrows were kept, bent down and picked up a bow. The quality of this bow was really rough, and it could only be used to shoot at haystacks. The tension of the string was not good either, and he was afraid that it would break if he used too much force.
I have never used such a bad bow. It feels so light and fluttery when I hold it.
Pei Zheng weighed it twice, then looked behind him.
Shen Shijiu was looking eagerly in his direction. When he saw him looking at him, he waved his hand excitedly and hit Shen Huan's hair crown next to him.
Shen Huan glanced at Shen Jiujiu with dissatisfaction, and seeing that he was drunk and confused, he decided not to bother with him for the time being. He straightened his hair crown and then pulled his arm down.
"Be quiet for a while, you stinky disciple. Do you still have me as your master in your eyes? Really..."
Li Yu and Cheng Feng seemed somewhat out of place standing in the noisy crowd, their faces calm and expressionless.
There is no need to be nervous at all. Adults can be better than them even with their eyes closed.
Pei Zheng curled the corners of his lips under the mask, turned around, walked to the first seat and stood down.
The gong-beater saw this and hurried over, smiling and asking, "Sir, do you also want to join our competition? Then pay the money first."
Before Pei Zheng could say anything, Li Yu in the crowd waved his hand and said, "I'll do it."
The one who beat the gong said, "It's encouraging!"
Then he ran to Li Yu.
All the eyes in the audience followed that man and moved in the direction of Li Yu and his companions. Li Yu searched his body for a long time but couldn't find any loose change. The smallest amount he had was five taels of silver.
So, in full view of everyone, Li Yu casually took out five taels of silver and put it in the man's hand, causing an uproar among the people around him.
The man who was beating the gong was in a dilemma. "Gentlemen, this... I really can't find it..."
Li Yu waved his hand, "No need to look for it."
This caused an uproar among others.
The man beating the gong was overjoyed. He was really lucky to meet such a wealthy man tonight.
After giving the money, he could clearly feel that people around him were looking at Li Yu and the people around him from time to time. They were indeed quite eye-catching.
Shen Huan nudged Li Yu with his arm and whispered, "Why did you give him so much money? You could use the money to help me, it's a waste! You people in the Prime Minister's Mansion really don't understand the suffering of the people!"
Li Yu still felt wronged. "That's the smallest amount of money I have. But, Master Shen, I remember you should have brought copper coins, right? Are you willing to pay?"
When it comes to giving money, Shen Huan regains his composure and retreats back to his disciple's side. "Just pretend I didn't say anything."
The arrows have been delivered to the hands of the people on the field.
The rich young man with the clown mask was the first to draw his bow and shoot an arrow. He aimed left and right for a long time before the arrow finally flew out and actually hit the center of the bull's eye on the opposite wall.
Only a group of people in the crowd cheered, and they looked like the servants brought by a rich young man.
When the servants saw that the others didn't even applaud, they immediately glared at the people around them fiercely.
Sparse applause finally broke out.
The rich young man put his hands on his hips and looked at the remaining people smugly.
The second person's arrow also flew out, but it didn't even hit the target. The same was true for the other people. Either their arrows missed the target or they didn't hit the center of the bull's eye.
It was Pei Zheng's turn who was standing at the back. He raised the bow, held it with his left hand, and used three fingers of his right hand to string the bow. His posture showed that he was very skillful. The arrow flew out immediately, and with a "swoosh" sound, it hit the red heart.
The target on the wall shook a bit, and then fell down due to the shock.
In fact, the bow and arrow were too light, and Pei Zheng had difficulty using them, but it was still easy to shoot an immovable object.
"That's amazing, that's great, that's great"
Childish cheers came from the crowd and reached Pei Zheng's ears.
Shen Huan quickly covered Shen Shijiu's mouth and said, "Keep your voice down, little disciple. We have already attracted enough attention tonight. Be low-key, dear."
Shen Shijiu nodded and stopped shouting, but there were stars twinkling in his eyes as he looked at Pei Zheng.
Suddenly, thunderous applause and cheers broke out spontaneously, and from time to time other people in the crowd imitated Shen Shijiu's shouting.
“That’s amazing!”
“Great!”
“That’s amazing!”
Pei Zheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he clenched the bow of his fingers.
All the cheers from all around were for him. He had never been supported like this before, and no one had ever stood on his side.
Now he feels that this feeling is not bad.
"Today, both of them hit our bull's eye, so both of them are our winners..."
The man beating the gong was interrupted by the rich young man before he could finish his words.
"What two winners? There can only be one winner today, and without a doubt, it has to be me!"
The rich young man pointed at Pei Zheng and said angrily, "Where did you come from? If it weren't for you, all the cheers tonight would be mine! Do you dare to compete with me again? The loser must agree to a condition of the winner. Do you dare?"
Pei Zheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll accompany you to the end."
"Okay." The rich young man glanced at the crowd and said, "How about this, find someone to stand still with a lantern on his head, and whoever of us can shoot will be the winner.
He waved his hand, and the servant beside him brought up two small lanterns, only half the size of a palm, bright yellow and very exquisite.
He added, "But as for the selection, we have to select for each other."
The rich young man's eyes were obviously looking somewhere, and Pei Zheng's heart skipped a beat.
Sure enough, the rich young man pointed at a small figure in the crowd and said, "I choose him."
Everyone's eyes followed suit. Shen Shijiu didn't understand what was going on and kept looking in Pei Zheng's direction. When he saw Pei Zheng turning around, he smiled at him, but his face was blocked by the mask, so only his curved eyebrows could be seen.
The rich young man said cheerfully, "It's your turn to choose."
Pei Zheng glanced at the attendants, but pointed at the man beating the gong, "Him."
The gong beater's eyes widened. "Me... choose me?"
The rich young man was a little stunned, but since the words had been spoken, he had no choice but to nod and agree.
In fact, he originally thought that Pei Zheng would also choose the people he brought with him. Even if those servants were shot by him, there would be no problem. But if other people were injured, it might be a bit troublesome.
Pei Zheng walked up to Shen Shijiu, took his hand, and led him to stand against the opposite wall.
The emotions of the people around were also aroused by the tense atmosphere, and they were all waiting for a more exciting competition.
The tall figure almost completely blocked the small body, but Pei Zheng knew that everyone in the audience was staring at them intently.
Shen Huan was a little worried at first, but when she looked at the two calm people next to her, she instantly felt that her worries were definitely unnecessary.
Shen Shijiu, who was standing against the wall, only had Pei Zheng in front of him. He would do whatever Pei Zheng asked him to do.
"Can you stand up?"
Shen Shijiu pressed his back against the wall and straightened his legs to prove that he could stand firmly.
The sound of "neng" is soft and sticky.
"Then be good and don't move, okay?"
"good"
Shen Shijiu really stood against the wall without moving, staring at Pei Zheng without blinking.
Pei Zheng smiled and squeezed his fingers, "So good."
The person next to him brought the lantern over and placed it on top of Shen Shijiu's head, asking him to hold it.
Shen Shijiu was like a wooden man the whole time, without moving at all, but actually his little head was still dizzy.
Seeing that Pei Zheng was ready, the rich young man took a few deep breaths, had the man beating the gong carried to the wall, and forced the lantern onto his head.
The man beating the gong was very scared and his legs kept hitting the sieve.
Pei Zheng and the rich young man stood in the middle of the field, raised their bows together, loaded arrows and pulled the strings.
The lantern was much smaller than the target just now. If it weren't for his good archery skills, there was a high possibility of loss of life.
In fact, the rich young man was not very confident in his heart. His hands holding the bow were shaking a little, and he glanced sideways to look in Pei Zheng's direction.
As a result, I saw a feather arrow shot out and flew towards the head of the little man standing by the wall.
Some timid people around simply covered their eyes, fearing that they would see some bloody scene.
When Shen Shijiu saw an arrow flying towards his face, he closed his eyes tightly in fear.
With a "swoosh", the arrow passed through the lantern above his head and nailed it directly to the wall.
Shen Shijiu slowly opened his eyes and heard the crowd's applause and cheers. Then he felt his legs go weak and he almost fell to his knees.
The rich young man's hand holding the arrow shook even more.
"Hey, it's your turn. Why are you acting so stupid?"
It was Shen Huan's loud voice that howled in the crowd, and then everyone else started shouting as well.
"That's right, it's your turn to shoot the arrow, why aren't you moving yet?"
"You're not scared, are you? Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
"I think he is just afraid. He is not as skilled as others but still likes to stir up trouble..."
The rich young man was forced into a panic, and he loosened his hand, causing the arrow to fly out. Unfortunately, it was too far off target, and missed the man who was striking the gong by several meters.
His face turned extremely ugly, and the people around him were either booing him or applauding Pei Zheng.
He felt humiliated and wanted to run away in panic, but unfortunately he ran to where Chengfeng and the others were standing.
Chengfeng swung his sword and blocked the way of the rich young man.
"You want to leave after you lose?"
Then Chengfeng picked up the rich young man and made him stand against the wall.
Shen Shijiu, who was originally standing there, had already been led by Pei Zheng back to Shen Huan.
Pei Zheng picked up the bow, walked slowly to the place where the arrows were placed, and picked up five of them.
Chengfeng had already seen what his master was going to do, so he held his sword and stared at the rich young man. If he dared to run, Chengfeng would chop him directly. Pei Zheng stood directly in front of the rich young man, aiming the arrow at him.
The young man from the rich family had already turned pale. He regretted provoking these people. How could he be so inconsiderate? It was obvious at first glance that these people were not ordinary people!
Unfortunately, it’s too late to regret now, and I have been targeted.
With a whoosh, an arrow flew out, brushed the arm of the man standing by the wall, and nailed his sleeve to the wall.
My arm must have been scratched and it was burning with pain.
Pei Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and then shot three arrows at once. With three "swish" sounds, the three arrows grazed the other arm and leg of the rich young man and nailed his clothes to the wall.
There is still one arrow left. Where should I aim
The arrow aimed slightly between the legs.
The rich young man saw Pei Zheng's intention and was so scared that he burst into tears. A hot stream flowed down his trouser legs to the ground.
With a "swoosh", the arrow didn't hit the body, but hit the robe between the legs. But if it was a little bit off...
Pei Zheng threw down the bow in his hand, turned around and walked towards the crowd.
Chengfeng also followed.
The rich young man's servant suddenly rushed out from the other side, crying and shouting, and went to check on his own young master. He took great effort to rescue the young master from the wall.
The crowd around kept applauding and cheering for Pei Zheng, and even made room for them.
Shen Huan also clapped his hands and sighed, "Master Pei, you are truly wise and brave, and you are so charming!"
The man who beat the gong ran over and wanted to give the five taels of silver as a reward to Pei Zheng and his companions.
Li Yu directly blocked it back, "Go and treat that person's injury."
Shen Huan glanced at him and began to sigh again, "It is indeed the style of a great mansion, which is really admirable!"
Li Yu didn't say anything. She changed her expression several times a day. Who knew what she was thinking.
Pei Zheng ignored what the people behind him were saying. He lowered his head to look at the little man standing obediently in front of him and asked in a low voice, "Are you hurt?"
"No," Shen Shijiu answered in a drawn-out tone.
"Were you scared just now?"
Shen Shijiu pursed his lips and said, "I'm a little scared."
“But I believe in you, sir.”
As Shen Shijiu spoke, he grasped Pei Zheng's hand tightly, blinked his eyes, and took the initiative to put his fingers between his fingers.
Pei Zheng felt sweet at heart because of his actions. After getting drunk, the little guy became much bolder and more proactive. He always spoke in a sweet and tender voice. He didn't know how cute he was and how people wanted to hug him and give him a good hug.
If there weren't so many people on the street...
"Let's go." Pei Zheng's voice was hoarse.
"good"
The two of them walked forward, and the three people behind them followed.
There were more and more people on the street, almost shoulder to shoulder. The five of them couldn't stay together all the time, as they would always be separated by people who suddenly rushed over.
Most people go towards the river, where fireworks will be set off and people can release river lanterns to make wishes.
Pei Zheng pulled Shen Shijiu in front of him to protect him to prevent others from touching him.
There was an arch bridge not far away. The crowd took Pei Zheng and Shen Shijiu onto the bridge. However, Shen Huan, Li Yu and Cheng Feng were squeezed away from the entrance to the bridge and continued to walk forward instead.
When Pei Zheng and Shen Jiujiu stood on the bridge, Li Yu turned around and saw them. He shouted desperately, "Master! Master Shen!"
Shen Huan also shouted, "Disciple! Disciple!"
But the crowd was still moving forward, and the distance between them was getting farther and farther.
"Stop shouting, they can't hear you." Chengfeng said.
"What should we do? One of them is injured, and the other is drunk and stupid! What if something happens?" Shen Huan was very anxious. She was worried about the safety of her little disciple.
"The other secret guards followed and will protect them. Let's go around from the front and look for them."
Shen Huan nodded. This was the only thing he could do.
Pei Zheng, who had already crossed the bridge, also discovered that the two men had become separated from the other three. He held Shen Shijiu's hand tighter.
Shen Shijiu was pushed to the front of Pei Zheng by the people behind him, and his little head rested on Pei Zheng's chest, just touching Pei Zheng's injured part, causing Pei Zheng to groan softly.
Shen Shijiu heard it and raised his head quickly, "Sir... I'm sorry... Did I hurt you..."
He suddenly lifted up his mask, revealing the lower half of his face, then leaned close to Pei Zheng's chest, pursed his lips and blew a few breaths at his robe.
"I'll help you breathe... it won't hurt..."