I'm in the Red Mansion

Chapter 139 Let you decide for yourself, who wins and who loses?

Jia Cong ignored everyone and walked straight to a distance of 150 steps.

This scene really made the people of Daxia's eyes light up.

However, members of the Qing Dynasty envoys scoffed at this.

They knew that Jia Cong had only been practicing martial arts for a year.

In other words, he had not practiced archery for more than a year.

At a distance of 150 steps, it was uncertain whether he could shoot, let alone hit the target and arrange the words.

What's more, he only had a quiver with sixteen arrows.

These arrows are not enough to form four words.

This time, they simply didn't know how to lose.

The next moment, they saw it.

Jia Cong also casually raised his bow and arrow.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!
His speed is much faster than Baturu's.

After all, Baturu shot forty-eight arrows.

On Jia Cong's side, there are only sixteen in total.

After Jia Cong finished shooting, everyone couldn't help but look at the wooden board.

Then they discovered that the sixteen arrows shot by Jia Cong also hit the wooden board.

Even if I lose, just being able to hit the wooden board from a distance of one hundred and fifty steps is enough to be proud of.

It can be seen that Jia Cong is not useless and a waste as rumored.

He himself is very good at archery.

However, his sixteen arrows did not seem to form any new words.

Instead, the four words of Baturu were changed.

It seems that a stroke was added to each of the four characters in Baturu.

Then, he changed the "you may not dare to come" that he shot out of Tianxin to get the rice!
This scene made the members of the Qing Dynasty envoys gasp in surprise.

The rulers and ministers of Daxia were all cheering with joy.

Adding a stroke to each character turns it into four new characters, and the meaning changes drastically.

It is even a response to Tianxin’s request for rice!
I have to say, this is simply a stroke of genius!
In this case, the outcome is already unknown.

Baturu won by using more arrows, a total of forty-eight arrows, which is three times as many as Jia Cong.

But Jia Cong was shooting at a distance of one hundred and fifty steps, which was twenty steps farther than Baturu.

Moreover, Jia Cong added a stroke to each character based on Tian Xin's idea of ​​"taking rice", making it into four other characters, which was absolutely an intellectual crush.

Even if they are at a disadvantage in this round, it will not be too obvious. Da Xia will never admit defeat.

There were four referees in total, two from Daxia and two from the Qing Dynasty.

As expected, the four referees could not reach a consensus, and each side insisted on their own opinion, arguing fiercely.

The referee from the Qing Dynasty even said that this round could be judged as a draw and the two players could play another round.

At this time, Jia Cong couldn't help but say, "Why don't you bring the board over here so that we can take a closer look?"

After hearing Jia Cong's words, Prince Beijing followed suit and quickly ordered the soldiers to bring the wooden board over.

Soon, the wooden board appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the four words, and at a very close distance, they could see the subtle difference.

It turned out that the forty-eight arrows shot by Baturu had different depths of penetration into the wood and different distances between two arrows, making it look very messy.

Of the sixteen arrows shot by Jia Cong, almost every one of them penetrated three inches into the wood.

And the distance between the arrows remains basically the same.

Moreover, the four words shot by Batulu looked very rough and ugly, just like those written by a child who had just learned to write.

But after Jia Cong added a stroke to each character, the four characters suddenly became pleasing to the eye. The four characters actually had a bit more calligraphy style.

After everyone had a careful look, Jia Cong did not look at the referee, but looked at Baturu and asked:
"Baturu, you and I are both archers, so we naturally have our own judgments and pride."

"I'll let you tell me for yourself, who won and who lost in this match?"

Baturu's face was bleak. After a long while, he said, "I lost this round!"

"But it's not because your archery skills are better than mine. It's because I underestimated you."

"Next time, I will win back! If we meet on the battlefield, the one who dies will definitely be you!"

Jia Cong said calmly: "How do you know that what you saw is all of my archery skills?"

"You should pray that you don't run into me on the battlefield, otherwise, you will die!"

Hearing Jia Cong's words, Baturu's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

He indeed underestimated the enemy today.

But even if he did not underestimate the enemy, he was not sure of victory.

Maybe he has better endurance than the other person, but just maybe.

But Jia Cong's words shocked him.

Could it be that Jia Cong has not yet displayed his full strength?
Could it be that he really still has reservations?

If that's the case, this person is really scary!

Ah!
Isn't it just pretending to be smart? It's like no one can do it!
Jia Cong turned around and left proudly.

The feeling of pretending to be 13 and then running away is really exciting.

Because Baturu admitted defeat automatically, Daxia won this competition!

The emperor and his ministers of Daxia were all smiling.

For them, this is the best ending.

Prince Yizhong's expression was somewhat ugly.

He had sent people to slander Prime Minister Kou and Jia Cong in advance, but now it was probably counterproductive and he was doing things that would make things difficult for others.

It is true that man proposes, God disposes!

If Jia Cong loses the competition today, his reputation and that of Prime Minister Kou will surely be ruined.

But they succeeded!

This time, the harsher the original slander, the stronger the backlash will be!
They are about to become heroes of Daxia!

Their fame is bound to rise!
The win or loss is already determined, so you have to accept the loss.

Next, Hesheli was a bachelor and signed a peace agreement with Daxia directly.

They also said that after they returned, they would return Caogu County to Daxia, and hand over the murderers who killed the people of Daxia to Daxia for punishment.

Once the contract is signed, both parties are naturally happy.

Emperor Yonglong was also very pleased. He pointed at Jia Cong and said:

"Lord Jia is a master archer. In today's competition, he showed his prowess. Not only did he enhance our country's prestige, but he also helped Great Xia win Caogu County!"

"You are to reward Lord Jia with one thousand silver coins, one hundred rolls of fine tribute satin, and grant him the title of Enqiwei."

The previous rewards were fine, but the last title of Enqiwei made the faces of the ministers change slightly.

Enqiwei was actually the lowest rank of nobility, and received a salary of the seventh rank, with an annual salary of forty-five taels of silver.

But the title of Enqiwei was a hereditary title.

Throughout the dynasties, except for the founding of a country, people were generally very stingy in bestowing titles and rewards.

Even the lowest rank of Enqiwei was difficult to obtain.

However, Jia Cong did make great contributions this time, and the reward from Emperor Yonglong was the lowest rank of Enqiwei.

Therefore, although the officials were reluctant, no one came forward to oppose it.

(End of this chapter)