Fenghou

Chapter 97

Perhaps it was because Feng Le Lou's pitchers had won two games in a row. The wind direction in the entire casino was on one side, and almost all bets were on Wei Feng. There were only five or six people betting on Chen Qing. Chen Qing's off-court odds had already It's twenty for one.

Hu Yantong walked over quickly, and said in a low voice: "Wang Bo and the others also bet on each other, beware of their interference."

Chen Qing nodded, and walked up to the wooden platform step by step, the master of ceremonies clasped his fists and said, "Everyone knows the rules!"

Chen Qing pointed to a red line behind, "What does this line mean?"

"This is the five-foot line, which is used by very few masters when they bet against each other."

"What if I want to choose the Wuzhang line?"

The master of ceremonies hesitated, "Wait a minute, officer, I'll ask."

He stepped off the stage quickly, and came back shortly after, and said, "Officers can choose the five-zhang line. According to the rules, one pays five, but there are only three arrows. Do you agree?"

"can!"

The master of ceremonies immediately announced that the challenger chose the Wuzhang line, and off-site bettors can modify their bets. Hundreds of guests were in high spirits, and many people ran to change their bets, but they did not vote for Chen Qing, but increased their bets. Gambling Wei Feng kills the challenger in seconds.

"When! When! When!" The bell rang to stop betting, and the betting game was about to begin.

Wei Feng, the banker's pot-thrower with a somewhat wretched appearance, also walked up to the high platform. He had no expression on his face, ignored Chen Qing, and stood aside on the stage.

"The betting game has begun. According to the rules, the challenger shoots first. Officials please!"

A burst of intensive drum beating, Chen Qing came to the Wuzhang line, and the table where the bronze arrows were placed moved to the Wuzhang line.

The beating of the drums stopped, and the surroundings were silent. Chen Qing picked up a copper arrow and weighed it. Of course, it was not the first time he had played pot arrows. During the few months of martial arts, he often competed with martial arts students. The control has reached the point of perfection.

Before the others could react, Chen Qing flicked his hand, and the first bronze arrow had already been shot.

The copper arrow flew a beautiful high parabola in the air, and finally fell almost vertically. Wei Feng's expression changed drastically, and he immediately realized that he had encountered an unprecedentedly tough opponent.

'Boom! 'The copper arrow made a dull sound in the copper pot.

There was a murmur of discussion in the arena, and many people began to worry. This young man was obviously stronger than the previous challenger, even... not worse than the dealer's thrower.

At this time, Chen Qing took the second bronze arrow and waved his hand, only to hear someone shout: "General Chen, be careful!"

Wang Bo interfered at a critical moment, Chen Qing glanced back at him, and said lightly, "Thank you!"

The bronze arrow was thrown out, five feet away, and entered the pot again with precision.

A group of warriors rushed up the stairs, and the leader of the warriors sternly said to Wang Bo: "No matter who you are, I warn you, if you interfere with the game again, you will bear all the losses!"

Wang Bo turned his head resentfully. The background of Fengle Building is too strong, it belongs to the Qian family's property, even if his uncle is Xiangguo, he can't afford it.

The master of ceremonies signaled to Chen Qing that he could continue to shoot arrows. Chen Qing threw out the third arrow and somersaulted a few times in the air, as if he had calculated it, "Boom! With a sound, he entered the pot again with precision.

All three teams were hit, and none of them had a side. It was already impossible for Wei Feng to beat him. At most, it would be a tie, and then there would be a rematch.

Wei Feng stood in front of the five-zhang line with a serious expression, holding the bronze arrow in his hand and hadn't shot yet. Chen Qing looked at him with a smile. He could feel the pressure in Wei Feng's heart. He hit three arrows in a row, exerting a powerful force on his opponent psychological pressure.

Hu Yantong squeezed forward and said to Chen Qing in a low voice: "Old Chen, look at the door!"

Chen Qing looked in the direction of the gate, only to find that a dozen or so Jurchens had arrived from the periphery at some point, accompanied by several officials.

The guests next to them also spotted them and moved away in fright.

The Jurchens actually appeared in Lin'an City, Chen Qing suddenly thought, could they be the envoys of the Kingdom of Jin?
Chen Qing suddenly found a Jurchen staring at him like a wolf. His appearance was vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this person.

Wei Feng's first arrow has been thrown, and it also draws a beautiful parabola, and it enters the pot with precision, and there is a burst of warm applause all around.

Wei Feng was already sweating. He wiped the sweat off his forehead and took the second copper arrow. He stared intently at the copper bottle five feet away. His hands trembled slightly, but he restrained his nervousness. The second copper arrow The arrow shoots out, 'Boom! 'Bronze arrows are still accurate into the pot.

The guests around were jubilant, and they were so excited that they clenched their fists. Amidst the crowd, someone said coldly: "The third arrow will definitely lose!"

All the guests turned around and glared, only to find that it was a Jurchen who made the comment. Everyone was stunned, how could there be a Jurchen?
The lobby was very quiet, no one dared to provoke this group of Jurchens. There were more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers with big arms and round waists holding knives and fierce eyes.

Chen Qing's eyes were narrowed, and he suddenly recognized the tall Jurchen leader with cold eyes.

This person is none other than his opponent in Linyou County, Wanyan Huo Nu, the son of Wanyan Loushi.

Unexpectedly, they met in Lin'an, in Fengle Building, this world is so fucking small.

Chen Qing's eyes turned to the back of Wanyan Huonu, a middle-aged Jurchen nobleman wearing a golden belt. He had a deep appearance and a strong sense of majesty. Chen Qing thought to himself, 'Who is this again? '

Wei Feng's third arrow has not been thrown for a long time, he has tried his best for the second arrow, but he can't feel the third arrow, his vision is blurred for a while, and his heart is beating violently, as if it is about to explode.

Chen Qing looked at him calmly from the side, he felt the same as Wanyan Huov, the third arrow, Wei Feng, was about to go wrong.

The arrow had already been wound, and Wei Feng gritted his teeth and shot the third arrow. As soon as the arrow was out of his hand, he secretly yelled 'Oops! 'A heart instantly fell into the abyss.

'when! 'The copper arrow shot at the edge of the copper pot mouth, making a piercing impact sound, everyone's heart was cold, no matter whether they entered or not, they all lost.

The copper arrow bounced a few times and slipped into the copper pot. The master of ceremonies reluctantly raised the yellow flag, "The challenger wins!"

Hu Yantong and Liu Qiong hugged each other excitedly, twenty to one!They just hate that they voted too little.

Wei Feng stayed on the stage without a face, turned around and left in a hurry, while Chen Qing clasped his hands around and turned to go down.

"Wait a minute, Commander Chen!"

The middle-aged Jurchen aristocrat stepped forward with a smile, "Commander Chen's magic arrow is indeed amazing, do you want to accept the challenge?"

Chen Qing stared at him for a while and asked, "Who is your Excellency?"

"I'm going to finish Yanchang!"

It turned out to be Wanyan Tarlan, the supervisor of the Kingdom of Jin. It seems that this time the Kingdom of Jin went to the Song Dynasty as an envoy to the Song Dynasty with great plans, and actually sent a core figure like Wan Yanchang.

Chen Qing smiled lightly, "If it's on the battlefield, I can accept the challenge at any time, but I can't make the decision here!"

At this time, the big shopkeeper of Fengle Building also came out, and several court officials negotiated with him. Although the big shopkeeper was very reluctant, he couldn't afford to offend these envoys of the Kingdom of Jin. As long as there was no trouble, he could provide some convenience.

"Commander Chen, the shopkeeper of the restaurant has already agreed." Wan Yanchang said with a smile.

Chen Qing cast his eyes on Wanyan Huonu, "Master Wan, are you going to compete with me?"

"Exactly!"

Wanyan Huonu stepped forward, "I want to compete with you!"

"Actually, I prefer that we compete on the battlefield!"

"There will be a chance. I am also waiting for that day, but today I want to experience Commander Chen's archery skills. Can you teach me?"

"Do the Jurchens also play pot arrows?" Chen Qing smiled slightly.

Wan Yanchang stepped forward and said with a smile: "Pot arrows are for women to play, and Jurchen men don't play them. In such a short distance, we play another kind of archery in the Jin Kingdom Palace. It is actually very simple. We call it Tianmu. cover."

He turned around and waved, and several Jurchen soldiers came up to the stage and set up an incense stick on the copper pot.

Wan Yanchang smiled and said: "Thirty steps away, shoot with a bow and arrow blindfolded. If you shoot out the incense, you will win. How about it? Is Commander Chen interested in this kind of warrior's game?"

"Wanyan Supervisor, please wait a moment!"

Chen Qing walked up to Hu Yantong and asked with a smile, "How much did you earn?"

"You lost [-] guan in betting against Fenglelou, and won [-] guan in outside betting. You won a total of [-] guan. Old Chen, do you really want to compare with Jurchen?"

Chen Qing sneered and said, "Do you think I am someone who fled before the battle?"

He stood up and said to Wan Yanchang: "Since it's a bet, there should be a bet. I bet three thousand coins, are you willing to follow?"

Wan Yanchang nodded with a smile, "Follow our rules! Whoever challenges will decide the lottery. I will bring a golden Buddha weighing thirty catties. It is the Buddha enshrined by your Emperor Shenzong. If you win, This golden Buddha is yours, but if you lose, your bow and arrows will be ours."

Chen Qing suddenly understood that the other party's envoy to the Song Dynasty this time might be related to Wanyan Loushi, and they wanted to use this method to get Wanyan Loushi's bow and arrow back.

"You should return this golden Buddha to Da Song!"

"You are wrong. This is my personal item and has nothing to do with this visit. Even if I don't meet you tonight, I will still take this golden Buddha back."

"I bet!" Chen Qing agreed without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)