I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 138 Killing and Punishing the Heart

Jia Cong smiled and said, "It's nothing. I never took it to heart."

"I think this person is not vicious enough in what he does."

"If he was more vicious, he could have organized a group of people who didn't know the truth to break into my house, smash, loot, burn, or even beat me up."

After all, Jia Cong has lived two lives. Although he is angry, his mentality is not unbalanced.

After hearing what Jia Cong said, Feng Ziying could not help but say with resentment: "Fortunately, the mastermind behind this is not as vicious as my junior brother."

"Otherwise, I'll be very busy."

Jia Cong laughed and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

On this day, Jia Cong shot dozens of arrows in the martial arts field without tiring his muscles, and his archery experience reached 100 points.

Although he is still far from reaching the state of perfection, his archery skills will improve slightly as he gains more experience.

Gaining dozens of experience points can give him a better chance of winning.

The day passed quickly.

At night, Feng Ziying was afraid that something might happen, so he just stayed there.

The next morning, after they washed up and had their meal, they drove together and headed straight for the palace.

Jia Cong originally thought that there would be scenes of people blocking the road and throwing rotten eggs and vegetable leaves at cars.

Fortunately, this scene never actually happened, which saved a lot of effort.

Soon, the two arrived in front of the palace.

After getting off the carriage, the two went straight into the palace.

Soon, the two found Prince Beijing.

Prince Beijing is in charge of today's archery competition.

The two waited quietly.

More than half an hour later, members of the Qing Dynasty envoys arrived.

Then, he was led by Prince Beijing and quickly arrived at the competition site.

At the scene, two archery targets had already been set up, and lines had been drawn on the ground with the number of steps marked.

Soon after both parties were in their seats, a line of eunuchs arrived and set up the dragon throne and erected a canopy at the best viewing position.

Not long after it was set up, Emperor Yonglong arrived with dozens of civil and military officials.

After Emperor Yonglong sat down, all officials and the Manchu envoys bowed to him together.

Emperor Yonglong said, "My dear ministers, please excuse me. Prince Beijing, are you ready for the competition?"

Prince Beijing could not help but say: "I will ask now."

Prince Beijing first asked the Qing envoys, and then Hesheli said, "I wonder if Your Majesty can replace the target with a large piece of wood?"

Prince Beijing frowned and asked, "There is a target, but you want to replace it with a large wooden board. I wonder why?"

Hesheli said: "That's right, if we change to wooden boards, our Baturu can shoot first."

"As long as your archer can perform the same action as our Baturu, we will lose. How do you think?"

It turned out that after Hesheli returned, he couldn't help thinking that he would win either way.

If we win by ordinary means, it would not be shocking enough.

In this case, it might be a good idea to design one.

Not only do they want to win, they also want to destroy Daxia's heart.

That is why they made this request, and this is exactly their purpose.

After hearing what Hesheli said, Prince Beijing did not agree immediately, but asked Jia Cong: "Master Jia, what do you think?"

Jia Cong smiled faintly and said, "It's all fine with me. Just follow their wishes."

After hearing this, Prince Beijing called a few guards and ordered them to replace the two targets with a large wooden board.

After the replacement was completed, after asking again, Prince Beijing went to consult Emperor Yonglong, and then announced that the competition officially began. On the Qing side, their Baturu officially appeared.

Baturu had an extremely strong physique, strong arms, and unusually large palms.

He glanced at Jia Cong coldly, then took three quivers and put them on his back.

This scene alone made the rulers and ministers of Daxia all gasp in shock.

There are sixteen arrows in a quiver, and three quivers mean forty-eight arrows.

Is he planning to shoot all forty-eight arrows in one breath?
Just based on this point, I am afraid that basically no one can match it.

Soon, Baturu walked to a distance of one hundred and thirty steps from the wooden board.

Then, he casually raised the arrow and started shooting rapidly.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
His shooting speed was extremely fast. Almost as soon as he fired an arrow, another one came.

These arrows seemed to be shot out one after another in the air.

Baturu did not stop until all forty-eight arrows had been shot.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the wooden board, and found that Batulu had used the arrows he shot to write four big words on the board.

And the meaning of these four words is: Take rice from the heart of heaven!

Seeing this scene, the rulers and ministers of Da Xia couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

A distance of one hundred and thirty steps, forty-eight arrows, and arranged in four words.

This difficulty is really too great.

Baturu, he is indeed worthy of being the best archer in the Qing Dynasty!

Even Feng Ziying, Emperor Yonglong, Prime Minister Kou, Prince Beijing and others who had witnessed Jia Cong's archery skills had extremely ugly expressions.

Although Jia Cong's archery skills were equally amazing yesterday, except for the fact that he had twenty more steps than Baturu, he seemed to be inferior in all other aspects.

As for the others, their expressions were even uglier.

Moreover, the four words Baturu uttered were also a provocation to Daxia!
Tianxin takes rice!

The Central Plains has always regarded itself as the center of heaven and earth, and the "Heavenly Heart" refers to the Central Plains.

Tianxin takes rice, which means that in this colorful world of Central Plains, we can take whatever we like.

These four words reveal the ambition to get involved in the Central Plains.

These four words are made up of forty-eight arrows.

If Daxia wanted to win, not only would it have to use forty or fifty arrows to form four words, but these four words would also have to overwhelm Tianxin Qumi.

I have to say, this is extremely difficult.

Therefore, even though Jia Cong had not yet entered the arena, the ruler and his ministers of Daxia all felt that they had probably already lost this battle.

Only Prince Yizhong glanced at Prime Minister Kou secretly, feeling very proud.

This old guy was against him everywhere.

A few days ago, Jia Cong even sued him in the street, making him look very embarrassed.

And this time, as long as Jia Cong fails, this old man will definitely suffer the consequences!
Let’s see how rampant he will be in the future!
As for the Qing envoys, they became more arrogant when they saw the changes in the expressions of the Great Xia emperor and his ministers.

Hesheli said proudly: "Boy from Daxia, do you have the confidence to do everything our Baturu has done?"

"If you can't, admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid embarrassment."

Jia Cong sneered and said, "You are the ones who should admit defeat."

After saying that, Jia Cong went straight off the stage, took a quiver and put it on his back.

This scene alone made the rulers and ministers of Daxia all frown.

Baturu took three bags of quivers, but Jia Cong only took one.

In terms of numbers alone, they lost.

(End of this chapter)