Qin Hu

Chapter 172 It's All Blame Zhao's Incompetence in Teaching His Children!There is no way to teach children!
Zhao Zihu's words, including his own father Yingzheng, sounded a bit inappropriate to anyone.

Everyone is thinking at this moment, as long as you sincerely persuade Xiang Yu, just say "don't raise it", and it will be fine...

What "muscle strain" are you talking about?
It's not a joke.

Martial arts practitioners would care about this!

As for the words "cardiopulmonary overload"...

Sounds weird though?

But after a little thought, I know.

It means something went wrong during practice!
This is even more nonsense...

"Hey! Coward. If you put this kind of practice for a few days, you can't pick it up again, so don't talk nonsense. Hurry up and apologize to Young Master Xiang!" Ying Zheng stroked his beard and reprimanded angrily.

Xiang Liang also said immediately: "What a joke! This is how I teach Yu'er on weekdays, and I have never heard of any problems with him. However, you should be cautious about this matter! Compete with others, It’s just common man’s courage…”

"It's even more nonsense to bet on the tripod. Yu'er! I have often warned you that what you have to learn is to go to battle and kill the enemy with one enemy. Only in the future can you serve Daqin!" He said this, and he glanced at Ying Zheng With a glance, he smiled a little embarrassedly.

Even he himself didn't believe such words, but everyone present knew it well, and when there was no clear rebellion, they still had to put on a show first.

Therefore, facing Li Gui and Sima Xin, Xiangjiazhuang visited Li Gui and Sima Xin several times to inquire about the situation of the strange rock, and deliberately arrested several people, and they all acted very aggrieved and cooperative.

But afterwards, it was inevitable to swear and curse, and Xiang Yu wished he could immediately copy his sword and kill Sima Xin and Li Gui, turning against the tyrant Qin.

Because of this, Xiang Yu's first reaction when he heard Xiang Liang's false and submissive words was resistance. He remained motionless, frowned and said in a low voice, "Daddy! I still want to try..."

"Hey! Why are you so stubborn." Xiang Liang still wanted to persuade him again, but seeing his nephew's expression was extremely firm, he could only change his words and ask, "Are you fully sure?"

Xiang Yu didn't answer any more, but raised his chin at Zhao Zihu in a demonstrative manner.

Zhao Zihu pretended not to see it, and whistled.For him, whether Xiang Yu can lift the tripod is of little significance.

Just want to watch an acrobatic show...

As for whether he will end up lifting the tripod?

I really think he is a fool who can only be brave and ruthless.

At this time, Ying Zheng still glared at the cowardly baby complainingly, obviously saying, 【Why did you mess with him?Didn't you see that this kid has a straight mind? 】

Immediately afterwards, he expressed his concern: "Nephew! It's all my fault for my lack of parenting, you should think twice before acting!"

Regarding Ying Zheng, Xiang Yu's face was even worse. With a muffled snort, he spread his arms and shook himself up, forcing the people around him to disperse.

Seeing Xiang Yu's posture, understanding that he was gathering momentum and stretching his muscles, Ying Zheng and Zhao Zihu looked at each other, and suddenly began to admire this boy.

Hearing that his young master will try to lift the tripod, many servants and retainers gathered here from all directions, looking forward to it, or discussing it loudly.

"Tell me! The young master can even lift a five-hundred-jin stone lock with one hand and throw it from a distance. Can this thousand-jin copper tripod really be lifted?"

"I'm afraid it's not easy! No matter how big the stone lock is, it's only half the size of a person. This bronze tripod is equivalent to a person."

Some servants felt ignorant, so they couldn't help leaning over and whispering, "What is ultra-throwing", and one of the servants began to explain it seriously.

In fact, Zhao Zihu also knew this activity very well. It was similar to the shot put throwing competition in later generations. It was a method used in the army to build strength.

The tools are a series of big stone locks, each ranging from 150 to [-] jins. He has tried it in Xianyang before, and lifting a [-]-jin lock with one hand is as easy as picking up a bag of [-]-jin rice... …

But it is extremely strenuous to throw it out and hit the target.

It seems that Xiang Yu really should not be underestimated? !

With this in mind, Zhao Zihu saw that Xiang Yu had quickly removed his shirt, revealing his gnarled muscles. At first glance, he looked like someone who was used to exercising his body, and most of the people around him also burst into applause.

"color!"

In such a situation, Xiang Yu took a big step, approaching the bronze tripod, and held his breath with everyone, but saw him sitting on the horse with his waist down, holding the sides of the tripod with both hands, and with a little luck, the tripod let the tripod The four legs were easily pulled off the ground.

"color!"

While people cheered again, Zhao Zihu noticed that Xiang Yu was not as simple as picking up the bronze tripod, the boy's chest was at least a fist away from the tripod.

Although this makes it easier to hold the copper tripod aloft, it is much more difficult than carrying it close to the body...

Xiang Yu pushed his arms up again, and the copper tripod passed over his head little by little.He was still blushing and breathless at this moment, as if he hadn't expended much effort.

Ying Zheng was stunned when he saw it: "Okay! It's really a real tiger!"

The cheers and high-fives from all around also kept coming and going, which could not subside for a long time.

"What a compliment! Brother Zhao, what a compliment!" Xiang Liang shook his head, feeling disappointed.

He taught Xiang Yu culture and martial arts, so that this kid could show off...

Xiang Yu didn't feel his uncle Xiang Liang's mood, and when he stood up again and straightened his knees, he really lifted the thousand-jin bronze tripod high above his head.

Seeing this posture, and looking at Lu Zhi beside him, Zhao Zihu's eyes were full of light. Although Zhao Zihu knew that this woman would not be so superficial, he rolled his eyes and said jokingly: "Why? You think this is very exciting ?"

"Hmm! Hmm! Isn't it exciting enough?" Lu Zhi subconsciously nodded and asked.

Zhao Tuo also interjected behind him, "Yes! Young Master. Anyway, I can't do it in my life!"

"Oh! How else can I put it, your vision is too low. As far as I know, the Guinness Book of Records, but someone can lift a large cart with one hand!"

Genius Records?
Holding a cart with one hand?
Not to mention that Lu Zhi and Zhao Tuo were confused by his words, even Ying Zheng, Liu Bang, Xiang Liang, and Long Qie also looked at each other in blank dismay.

In desperation, Ying Zheng could only explain with a sneer: "I like to talk nonsense, everyone, don't take it to heart! Alright, nephew..."

"You are already very good at doing this. It can be said that you have the courage of all men! You can let go and take a rest." He said this with good intentions.

However, Xiang Liang, Xiang Yu's uncle and nephew always felt a little ironic in it. It was a joke that they were a bunch of reckless men, wasn't it?
However, Xiang Liang was further convinced that the bearded father and son of the Zhao family could never be the emperor or his relatives he thought they were.

Such poor words and expressions, how could they be worthy of the majesty of the First Emperor...

Xiang Yu was even more unwilling to admit defeat. Regardless of whether there was any Guinness record or not, he wanted to challenge himself to lift a tripod with one hand.

Everyone's reaction was complex, and it only took ten seconds to rest.

Xiang Yu felt that he still had more strength, so he pushed the tripod up into the air instantly, quickly changed his feet, adjusted his posture, and immediately caught it with both hands.

Of course he knows that lifting the tripod with both hands and holding the tripod with one hand are two different things in terms of the center of gravity.

But at this very moment, he suddenly felt dizzy and a little short of breath...

Damn it!Did that kid really hit the mark?

Such a feeling disappeared in a blink of an eye, and Xiang Yu found that his state was back again.

He snorted softly, looked at Zhao Zihu, smiled provocatively, and slowly let go of his left hand.

The people present saw a miraculous scene.

The bronze tripod was really held by Xiang Yu with just one foot, and it was lifted steadily above his head, and he took advantage of the trend...

One step, two steps, three steps, he really did it.

"Colorful! Colorful! Colorful!"

Most of the people raised their arms and shouted excitedly, with proud smiles on their faces, but only Zhao Zihu, Lu Zhi and others noticed that Xiang Yu's face was gradually turning red, as if he was holding his breath.

After Xiang Yu walked back to his original position in three steps, he slowly put down the tripod. When the tripod fell to his shoulder, his hands were already shaking.

Then, suddenly, as soon as he let go of his hand, the bronze tripod exploded with a "clang" sound and hit the ground heavily.

The blue bricks were cracked and the dust was flying, but Xiang Yu instinctively took two steps back, so he almost got his foot smashed by the copper tripod.

"Hey! What's going on, this is it?"

"Young master, is your hand slipping..."

People were talking about it, and no one would believe that at the last moment of letting go, Xiang Yu would lose his strength.

There seemed to be a trace of heat overflowing from his nose, Xiang Yu took a deep breath and forced it back.At this moment, his heart was pounding, and it seemed that he was about to suffocate.

He urgently needed to vent his discomfort, so he widened his eyes and kept shouting, "How is it?"

"Fuck you!" Zhao Zihu didn't feel bad, he grinned and gave Xiang Yu a thumbs up.

"Then it's your turn now! It was the one who spoke before." Xiang Yu turned his head and stared at him.

Ying Zheng and Xiang Liang didn't know what to say anymore, they could all see that this kid was trying to hold on.

Liu Bang also knew it, and shook his head: "Hey! I care more about winning or losing than I do, so why bother?"

"Okay! Then I'll go, you have to watch..."

Zhao Zihu waved his hand and asked Xiang Yu to get out of the way, so he strode forward and made a circle around the tripod.

He bent down and patted the bronze tripod again, and after hearing the "Dangdang" sound, he slowly rolled up his sleeves.

Just when Xiang Yu thought he was about to lift the tripod, he seemed very excited...

Zhao Zihu was taken aback for a moment, and raised his head to ask Xiang Liang: "Hey! Patriarch Xiang. Your family estate should have a pulley, right?"

Xiang Liang was also slightly startled, and then asked wonderingly: "Yes, there is. But, what do you use the pulley for?"

He didn't react for a while, but there are many people who understand what Zhao Zihu wants to do, especially Xiang Yu...

"Slide, pulley! Do you want to say that you want to lift the tripod with a pulley?" Xiang Yu was so angry that he gasped heavily on the spot.

"Of course! Didn't I already say this morning that my brother is not strong enough today, and he can only do it tomorrow morning..."

Zhao Zihu smiled and said: "But you are too stubborn, you insist on giving it a try right now. Then I have to be a training partner!"

"Since I'm a sparring partner, I can't expect my brother and I to be like you, lifting a cauldron with a pair of fleshy palms and then suffering internal injuries, right?"

When Xiang Yu heard the word "internal injury", the surging energy and blood all over his body could no longer be suppressed. His body was shaken, blood gushed out from his mouth and nose, and he fell backwards: "You, you?"

"Feather!"

"Little Lord!"

Xiang Liang and Long Qie exclaimed at the same time, catching up and holding Xiang Yu up together.

The rest of the servants and doormen also watched nervously, but they didn't dare to say another word.

Ying Zheng glared at the baby with hatred, and then walked up to Xiang Yu to watch, his face was full of apology: "Hey! Patriarch Xiang. Look at what happened..."

"There is no way to teach a child! There is no way to teach a child! It's all because Zhao is too conniving with him. I will hang him up and give him a good beating when I go back to the room!"

Xiang Liang couldn't say anything now, he waved his hands while checking Xiang Yu's injuries.It's all nonsense among children, and it's also because Xiang Yu is too aggressive, he can't blame others for this.

This made Yingzheng even more embarrassed, and hurriedly turned his face and ordered: "Zilong! Go to the wing room and get my century-old ginseng. Master Xiang! This is my apology for my child's reckless actions, and I will make up for my nephew. .”

Liu Bang poked his head around, and when he heard the word "mountain ginseng", he gasped more and more, secretly thinking, it is indeed a big family like the Wang family and the Meng family that have achieved success in many battles!If you say pay for ginseng, you will pay for ginseng, without blinking an eye.

Seeing Zhao Tuo quickly turn around and leave, Lu Zhi felt even more frightened, secretly thinking, if he took out wild ginseng to compensate others, how much his father would feel distressed?Not to mention that it is a century old...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but cut out Zhao Zihu's eyes and made a decision. This enemy was too wasteful, so she had to think more about curing him.

She knew that the third generation of the Daqin royal family or the Meng family had brothers, so they didn't directly consider it at the family level.

As for the instigator, Zhao Zihu, he still looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and looked up at the sky. He didn't feel that he should feel any guilt.

He believes that Xiang Yu is such a person in the first place, too conceited, too eager for quick success...

Otherwise, how can there be a tragedy of winning and winning all the way in the future, and then losing the battle of Gaixia in the end.

Xiang Liang didn't know what the others were thinking, so he didn't take a second look at Zhao Zihu. He didn't respond to Ying Zheng's words, but with Long Qi's cooperation, he immediately carried Xiang Yu to the main hall.

At this time, Xiang Yu's eyes were still wide-eyed, but his complexion was a little gray, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and his body was extremely stiff. In addition, he was already big, so it was really heavy to move.

He was in a semi-comatose state at the moment, and when he woke up again, it was almost dusk, and he was lying on the couch in his own room.

"Zhuzi dares to play tricks on me!" Xiang Yu screamed, sitting up abruptly, after being slightly startled, he immediately realized that there was still someone in the room, turned around and saw that Fan Zeng was actually sitting on the side of his couch, leaning on a stick.

"Wake up!"

Fan Zeng squinted his eyes and smiled, his voice was low and hoarse, like an old jackal calling: "Young master, can you tell me why you are so restless today and insist on gambling with that Zhao Zihu?"

Xiang Yu blinked, still in a daze, he really didn't know what to say, or even whether he should say it or not.

After a long time, just as he was about to speak, Fan Zeng said abruptly, "Actually, if the young master doesn't say anything, I can guess seven or eight..."

"Did you feel any threat from that Zhao Zihu?"

(End of this chapter)