I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Ba Qing stood next to Baitao, admiring Baitao's prosperous face, and watching the sound of pheasants and goose fights, it was really a good pastime.

She clapped her hands to the people outside and said, "Have you searched all the pigeons in the market?"

The outsider said: "Searched."

"Then don't let it in, don't waste us waiting, and let us sing and sing."

"Okay, Patriarch, come here."

A few boys with sweat on their foreheads came in, and hurried in with four big pigeon cages. One cage was filled with four layers of wood, and there were more than two hundred pigeons stuffed inside. Still gurgling and flapping its wings, you squeeze me and I squeeze you, steaming endlessly.

"Cuckoo, cluck—"

These are domesticated pigeons, and they are not afraid of people. The pigeon breeders let them take off in dense circles, circle a few times in the air, and then whistle into the pigeon cage.

This is a routine inspection and then the loft is split in half and ready for the show.

"Okay, two girls, who will go first?"

The pigeon breeder bowed and backed away.

Cai Miao asked Baitao, "Are you first or me first?"

Baitao hasn't spoken yet.

Rui'er swept her five-fingered jade hand again, stroked the thin calluses on her fingertips and sneered, "It was a mistake to see you trying a bow just now, you are afraid that you can't even use an arrow, so you are here to show off, wait Don’t blame me for not telling you if you won’t come to Taiwan soon.”

Baitao: "."

She just wanted to see if the bow was good-looking. After all, the bow Zheng Ge carved for her was much more beautiful than this one.

Lu Qiujing slowly relieved the siege from the side and said: "Left and right are just a prickly contest, if you don't want to compare, you don't want to compare, and there is no need to compare, let alone Baitao is the little master of the palace, the heart of the king. You have to be bullied like this, and you are not afraid that you will ask Gang Chengjun when the time comes."

What she said roughly sounds like she is helping Baitao, but if she listens carefully, it is an empty promise.

The arrows are already on the line, whoever dares to step off the stage now, is ready to be stabbed in the spine for a lifetime by the noble lady of Xianyang City.

It should be said or not, as expected of Lu Buwei's daughter, what she does is smooth.

Baitao grew up in the palace, so she understood the meaning of these words.

It's just a fight between women. When it comes to strength, the dumb ones must saw the gourd one by one.

Today, they are facing an archery competition to see who dares to be arrogant in front of the vixen.

Thinking about it, Baitao raised her chin and said, "Cai Miao, you go first, otherwise you will be the one who won't be able to step down later."

"You really are, talking big!"

Cai Miao laughed disdainfully and didn't say much.

She stepped forward and backward with her legs, her center of gravity sank, her shoulders sank, and her target was fixed on the direction.

The bow and arrow aimed at the sky that was about to be filled with pigeons.

As soon as she put on such a posture, the rest of the ladies already knew that she was serious.

A noble lady said: "Cai Miao, don't hide it and show your true skills."

Another lady said: "If you don't show your true skills, the sisters will make fun of you every day."

"If the competition wins, I will give her the gold, the silver, the round ones, the flat ones, and the ones that collapse the bottom of the box."

The aristocratic women clutched their handkerchiefs and laughed, eating melons and fruits and enjoying the girl's wind, as if they had already won.

The boy opened the two cages, and the pigeons fluttering inside were like surging white waves, "Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo coo."

After calling for a while, the pigeon came out of the cage.

It's now!Cai Miao's arrow turned and shot out quickly.

"call out--"

An arrow hit two pigeons, the pigeons fell off their feathers, their blood plum dripped, and their paws fell straight on the ground.

After Cai Miao took an arrow, she sharpened a sharp arrow from the quiver with her right hand and then took the bow.

"Hush-hush-hush-"

Three more fell down.

The time for the pigeon to take off, take off, hover over the eaves and fly back is extremely limited. She needs to ensure that she does not lose her head and is neat and crisp. It is best to shoot more with one arrow.

Amid the applause from the noble ladies, several pigeons died and fell to the ground one after another, and the remaining pigeons were terrified by the whistle and flew back to their cages.

After a while, after the short and ferocious hunting ended, the ground was covered with a layer of feathers, and a bunch of dead pigeons lay stiff and scattered.

Cai Miao glanced around roughly, very satisfied.

The boys rushed over to pick them up, gathered the pigeons together, and counted them carefully.

"One pair, two pairs, three pairs, four pairs, and three pairs of three. Congratulations, Miss Cai Miao. You have already hunted seventeen white pigeons."

The boy raised his voice to announce the good news.

"Good! Cai!"

"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"

The ladies clapped their hands and cheered, "Seventeen, a total of seventeen pigeons, I almost fainted when the pigeon flew just now, sister Cai Miao is talented, archery is the best in Xianyang, this time Let's see who can beat it."

"Sister Cai Miao has worked hard since she was a child. The books she read and the knowledge she has seen are of course incomparable to ordinary women."

It was also rare for Lu Qiujing to say this, "Miss Cai Miao is really majestic."

Cai Miao retracted her bow, her eyebrows almost raised to the sky, "Didn't you want me to go first? Now it's your turn."

Baitao ignored her provocation.

She put the quiver on her back, walked to the middle of the field, turned her head, looked at the other two cages of pigeons and said indifferently, "These pigeons are sick from fright, I'm afraid they won't be able to fly."

"how come?"

The boy was surprised, and hurriedly bowed to open the cage. Unexpectedly, the pigeons inside were as if they were plagued, and they remained motionless, and they crowded each other as densely as locusts.

The boy reached out to catch it, but the docile pigeon suddenly pecked him ferociously.

"what!"

The little servant exhaled in pain, watching blood oozing from his missing piece of flesh.

He reluctantly blew the whistle again, but the pigeon still didn't respond.

The rest of the noble girls chirped, "Why is this happening? Wouldn't it be incomparable?"

"No, no, no, then there must be a comparison, all knives in the world must compare!"

"The pigeons are sick from fright, what do you compare to if they can't fly?"

"But it's okay, it's not a big problem, just call someone to change the two cages, what a big deal."

"Yes, for some pigeons."

At this moment, Ba Qing said with a smile: "Now all the pigeons in Xianyang City have arrived here, including the ones that are about to be delivered to the dining table, and those that are used for viewing. All the nobles, I am afraid that I will search the whole corner of Xianyang now, and I will never find any other pigeons." half a pigeon."

Cai Miao had shot the remaining two cages on the ground, but the remaining pigeons were all agile and clever, which was unfair to Baitao.

A noble lady said stubbornly: "No, today's competition has to be compared no matter what. Aren't you a housewife of the Ba family? You go and get it for me. If it doesn't work out, don't even think about opening your inn."

"Yes, even if you transfer pigeons from outside Xianyang, you have to get them, otherwise we have nothing to see."

"We will pay for how much it costs, even if we die."

"If it really doesn't work, it doesn't matter if you pick what's left. If you have people with exquisite skills, you won't be afraid of this pigeon's cleverness."

No matter what, the noble ladies are not letting go of this competition.

Baitao could actually control these pigeons to hit her own arrows automatically, but it seemed that she, a vixen, was too bullying.

She touched two eagles on her shoulders and said, "Stop arguing, I have a solution."

Ladies: "What can you do?"

Baitao patted the eagle's little head again, "Since the command doesn't work, what about the restraint of the natural enemy? Pigeons are most afraid of eagles, so why can't they fly with eagles to drive them away?"

The noble ladies were amazed by her intelligence and flexible thinking, "How did you come up with this, yes, this is really a good idea."

"That's right, that big eagle landed on her shoulder, why didn't I notice it just now?"

Just as he raised his head, he was interrupted by Cai Miao's displeased eyes.

Ladies shut up.

Cai Miao snorted to Baitao: "Since that's the case, why don't you hurry up and compete, don't you want to find some excuses?"

Baitao also bothered her, but she just wanted to buy a pigeon. After all these jealous things, she patted the eagle's wings, "Go."

The eagle flapped its wings and rushed upwards with a sharp howl, symbolizing its dominion over the sky. After the howl, the eagle fell straight down towards the pigeon cage with fierce eyes.

The eagle rushing in the air plunged into the pigeon cage like a massacre with red and white blood.

The noble ladies' hearts were beating wildly, and they stroked their chests with their hands, worrying whether such a ferocious old bird would jump over and peck their eyes blind.

"Cuckoo cluck cluck cluck. cluck cluck."

The pigeons scrambled out of the cage. In front of the overlord, they flapped their wings vigorously in an attempt to win a chance for themselves.

But to no avail, more powerful hunters are yet to come.

Baitao pulled the bowstring, her snow-white skin under the sun was as white as snow on a green mountain, and her slightly pointed double-snail bun was thrown on the ground, more like some kind of mountain spirit.

The ladies didn't know when, when they looked at her, they felt the horror of seeing something different.

"call out--"

"Hoo--" "Hoo--"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh"

One after another, one arrow after another, flowing like clouds and flowing water.

Like a reef hit by waves, the pigeons were washed down layer by layer from high altitude in an instant.

In just three or five breaths, Baitao stopped shooting arrows very quickly, and the pigeon that had almost escaped never circled back.

After the survival of the fittest, Baitao's eyes seemed to be blurred by ink, and there was a kind of coquettishness for no reason, "Cai Miao, you lost."

The boy hid his fear and went to count: "One pair, two pairs, three pairs, four pairs, five pairs, six pairs...

After counting, Cai Miao looked at the layer of pigeons on the ground, her expression turned extremely ugly, "How could it be, how could you beat me."

"Seven pairs, eight pairs..."

"How can you beat me?! You are just a nobleman in the palace who has never suffered anything. I have practiced arrows hard since I was a child. I have practiced arrows until my fingertips bleed and scab. Every night I will be woken up by pain. I told myself, it doesn't matter, after all, it's hard for me, it's hard for me to be the pride of grandpa..."

Cai Miao's eyes were blurred with tears: "You won so easily, tell me, what is the reason for my hard work?"

Baitao: "You shouldn't be comparing yourself to me."

Baitao dragged the falcon on the back of her hand, looked at the lost Cai Miao, and then at the ladies who dared not approach her, "It's the same with you, you have no chance of winning if you fight with me."

After all, without looking at the wonderful face-changing makeup behind, Baitao let the falcon land on her shoulders, turned her skirt and walked out the door.