Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 13 Brother Shida, shoot another round

"Dole!"

As he spoke, Niu Junjie had already fired his arrow.

Unsurprisingly, the first eagle-feathered arrow stabbed firmly into the red-circled bullseye, attracting admiration from everyone.

Then came the second branch, the third branch...

Niu Junjie is a famous marksman among this generation of Shixun's children. It is said that it can shoot a hard bow with 12 power (in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the concept of "power" was introduced in bow-drawing and archery. Nine pounds and four taels are one force, and ten pounds are one stone.). His performance in horseback archery and infantry archery was excellent, and he was the leader of his generation, defeating all the dandies.

At this moment, Niu Junjie drew his bow with all his strength, and one arrow after another continued to penetrate into the red circle of the bull's eye.

"How brave!"

"Niu Shida's shooting skills are better than Jia Lianhua's."

"As expected of a brother who was trained by Uncle Niu himself. The rate of fire is even and not messy. It is beautiful and full of rhythm. It is really a killing skill on the battlefield!"

At this moment, all the brothers and boys in the archery path were attracted by Niu Junjie's shooting skills. Every time an arrow hits, everyone will admire and applaud from the bottom of their hearts.

Even Jia Rong, Jia Lian, Jia Qiang and other children of the Jia family could not help but secretly envy him.

Niu Junjie's archery method is different from Jia Rong and most of his brothers. That is a killing skill that has been trained and cultivated by the family elders since childhood. It is a real battlefield fighting skill.

Like most guys, they can only hunt birds.

Because of the lack of strength, the pulling force is not enough, and the rate of fire has no rhythm at all.

On the battlefield, the rate of fire is an important criterion for testing archers. Therefore, Hua Yue, a military strategist in the Southern Song Dynasty, believed: "Bows with too much power, such as foot bows with more than one stone and horse bows with more than nine buckets, are useless in actual combat!"

Just like Jia Rong, you can shoot a 10-power hard bow, but when shooting from a distance, you still use a 5-power traditional bow, just to increase the shooting speed.

But he never thought that there was still a big gap between him and Niu Junjie, a martial arts disciple who had been carefully trained by his father since he was a child. Look at the rhythm of Niu Junjie's shooting speed. One feather arrow after another, like a chain of arrows, even and not messy. It is really a battlefield art.

Jia Rong squinted her eyes and carefully looked at Niu Junjie's bow and arrow technique and his technique of exhaling force.

Gradually, some confusion in his mind seemed to be solved, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. He has good observation skills and stronger understanding, and he actually sees some "ways".

"When three of us travel together, there must be my teacher!"

Jia Rong sighed, "Master Cui, who taught me archery, was a famous marksman in the capital. But at that time, I was just having fun and didn't study seriously. I didn't learn many archery skills, and I couldn't compete with people like Niu Junjie. There is still a big gap between the Xun disciples. When I go back this time, I should invite Master Cui back and teach him seriously again."

While Jia Rong was thinking secretly, Niu Junjie had already shot 12 arrows at a constant speed.

This is very different from Jia Rong.

Jia Rong shot one arrow after another, exhausting all his strength with each arrow. But Niu Junjie breathed out evenly and fired with skillful energy. He could fire 12 feather arrows in a very short time, which was the standard for battlefield archers.

"Seven out of twelve, and the remaining arrows hit the target!"

Finally, Niu Junjie’s results were announced.

Twelve feather arrows, the first seven arrows all hit the red circle. The pulling force of the last five arrows weakened and the accuracy dropped, but they still hit the target successfully. It can be said that this was a very good performance.

The brothers and boys in the archery lane all looked at Niu Junjie with admiration, applauded and cheered from the bottom of their hearts, and loudly praised Niu Junjie's superb shooting skills. In particular, the few Shixun disciples who played well with Niu Junjie looked at Jia Rong and others provocatively, blowing Niu Junjie to the sky.

"Brother Lianhua, I accept it."

Niu Junjie threw his treasured bow to the boy in Niu Mansion and smiled at Jia Rong.

Jia Rong smiled and returned the gesture without saying a word.

At this moment, Feng Ziying suddenly laughed loudly: "The weather is nice today, and my brothers are being naughty, so I will join in the fun."

With that said, Feng Ziying grasped the bow and walked out of the crowd in high spirits.

In an instant, the onlookers burst into even more excited cheers.

"This is Feng Liangyu, the son of Shenwu General Feng Tang!"

"I know him. He is a famous marksman among the disciples of this generation." "It is said that he can shoot a 14-power hard bow and his shooting skills are better than Niu Shida."

"I know. The last time he taught archery at the Prince's Mansion in Xining County, I accompanied my brother to see him. His style... tsk tsk, it's really unparalleled!"

When Niu Junjie saw Feng Ziying, his eyes narrowed. He immediately looked at Mu Yun beside him, with a hint of realization in his eyes.

"Okay, tight. Brother Liangyu's shooting skills are the best among his peers. It's time to be more stubborn and open the eyes of the boys and girls in the garden."

When Feng Ziying came out to stand, Niu Junjie was not angry, but welcomed her very much.

He could see whose idea it was, and also knew Mu Yun's intention in sending Feng Ziying to stand up.

Stand up for Jia Rong? Thinking too much.

Jia Rong came forward today and caught the eyes of Mu Yun and other Wang Sundi brothers. This was his fate.

But in the eyes of Mu Yun and others, he was brave and had his father behind him, making him more valuable than Jia Rong, a declining son. Niu Junjie didn't believe that Mu Yun would go astray. This group of princes and grandsons are all very smart, and are used to balancing a bowl of water, and will never express their attitude easily.

The purpose of sending Feng Ziying out was just to suppress himself and prevent the Zhenguo Palace and Ning Rongjia Palace from getting into a grudge at the garden party held by his Dongping County Prince's Palace. If the news spread, it would hurt the harmony between his Dongping County Prince's Palace and the three Duke's Palaces. .

After understanding Mu Yun's intentions, Niu Junjie naturally had no hostility.

What does an English Pegasus matter?

On the contrary, Jia Rong was even worse. He was obviously the number one scholar today, but he was knocked down to second place. Now that Feng Ziying came out again, she could only become a "Tanhua Lang" and lead a Dawan horse (sweat-blooded horse) home.

Niu Junjie can see things. Jia Rong is known to be familiar with various conspiracy theories in the Red Mansion, so naturally he can't fail to see it.

He didn't care about the winnings of shooting swans, nor did he care about Mu Yun's practice of Tai Chi. He only cared about Niu Junjie, the man who suddenly jumped out to challenge him.

There is no room for luck in a power struggle. Either you die or I die!

Jia Zhen and Jia Qiang, he can temporarily tolerate it because of the wedding. But what kind of class is Niu Junjie worthy of jumping out to challenge him?

There was a chill in Jia Rong's eyes, and she was ready to torment Niu Junjie to death, "If you dare to block my way to fame, I will not kill you today!"

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  At this moment, Feng Ziying came on stage to draw the bow, showing off his exquisite and superb shooting skills, pushing the swan shooting atmosphere in the archery path to a climax.

Feng Ziying's archery method is the same as Niu Junjie's. She shoots all 12 carved feather arrows in her quiver in a very short time.

"Dole! Dole! Dole!"

When the bow is drawn and the arrow is drawn, the shooting speed is even and not chaotic. If you listen carefully, there is an indescribable sense of rhythm. This is the expression of the superb archer's shooting skills.

After a while, Feng Ziying finished all the shots, and the warmest cheers erupted in the arrow path.

Everyone's eyes were bright, and they applauded from the bottom of their hearts, touting Feng Ziying's archery skills.

"What a sharp archer!"

"Nine out of twelve hits, and the remaining arrows hit the target. This kind of achievement is outstanding even if we look at the entire Forbidden Army."

"Today's champion in swan shooting is undoubtedly Feng Liangyu!"

Feng Ziying completed her task, enjoyed the adulation from everyone, and then walked back to the crowd.

"Brother Liangyu, you did a good job." Mu Yun and other Wang Sunzi brothers looked at Feng Ziying with satisfaction, with strong appreciation in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, your words are serious, it's just my job."

Feng Ziying smiled modestly, walked into the crowd, chatted and laughed with everyone, and enjoyed the scenery of the winner.

At this moment, Jia Rong rested for a while, and the soreness in his arms gradually dissipated. He felt that his physical strength had been fully restored and he could shoot arrows again. So he walked up to Niu Junjie, smiled brightly, and actively invited:

"Brother Shida, we've rested for a while, let's do another round of shooting!"

Niu Junjie was startled when he heard this, as if his brain had stopped functioning. His eyes showed clear stupidity, and he said with surprise: "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)