Nirvana is alluring, nine thousand years old, please respect yourself

Chapter 87 Not an opponent
The archery target was put up, about a hundred paces away from the seats, although it was night, but under the bright lights, the archery target was still very real.

Mo Wen asked for an iron tire bow. This kind of bow and arrow is so heavy that ordinary people can't even pull it.

I saw Mo Wen put on the bow and set the arrow, the bow was drawn into the shape of a full moon, his arms were raised steadily, and his eyes were quietly aiming.

As if feeling that the time had come, Mo Wen let go of the hand holding the bowstring, and the feathered arrow passed straight through with the sound of whistling wind, and landed fiercely on the target.

"Hit the bull's eye."

After hearing the eunuch's report, everyone burst into joy.

Mo Wen put down the iron fetal bow, walked up to Ji Li and clasped his fists, "When I was defeated by the lord, Mo Wen kept telling himself that I would fight the lord again in my lifetime..."

"Oh?" Ji Li responded lightly, as if recalling something, and looked at Mo Wen after a while, with a dazed expression, "Has this king ever fought against you?"

Mo Wen was dumbfounded by Jili's words, when he was defeated by Jili back then, he took Jili as his goal for the rest of his life, but who knows that when he saw Jili again today, he couldn't remember whether he had fought against him or not.

In fact, of course Ji Li remembers, but for martial arts practitioners, defeat is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is a fetter in his heart, and that fetter will become an insurmountable gap for martial arts practitioners in this lifetime.

Seeing Mo Wen's upright face, he didn't want such a good boy to be ruined by the hurdle in his heart.

I saw Ji Li picking and picking for a while, and finally picked up the iron tire bow that Mo Wen used.

Take the bow, set the arrow, aim, and shoot, all actions are almost done in one go.

Seeing the eunuch walking over with a blank face, the others hurriedly asked, "How?"

"Report to the emperor... Lord Ji of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty is still hitting the bull's-eye..." The eunuch looked at the emperor, and continued, "And... Prince Ji's feather arrow forcibly split General Mo Wen's feather arrow in half..."

After Mo Wen listened, he smiled wryly, "Your Highness is mighty... Mo Wen... Mo Wen admires it."

Ji Li said, "You and I both hit the bull's-eye, how can we admire it? This king just wants to say that if the general has been obsessed with defeating this king, what is his original intention? At the beginning of martial arts, the state of mind is clear, so he is diligent and fast. Don't ask the general Didn't you think you would lose the reason?"

A reception banquet was broken up by two competitions. To others, it might be just a banquet, but to Mo Wen, his mood suddenly brightened.

"Ji Li," Xuan Yu Heng called out when seeing Ji Li wanted to leave, "How about having a drink with me?"

Ji Li stopped in his tracks and turned back, "I wonder if the emperor invites me as Emperor Beichen, or as Xuan Yuheng?"

Xuan Yuheng felt tight in his chest for a while, Lian Qingcheng once asked himself this question, but now it is Ji Li again, these two people have such a good understanding?

"What identity? Xuan Yuheng is Zhen, Emperor Beichen, and Emperor Beichen is also Xuan Yuheng, what's the difference?"

"If it is Emperor Beichen, then I should be polite, but if it is Xuan Yuheng..." Ji Li stopped in the middle of speaking.

Xuan Yuheng laughed, and immediately ordered someone to put the food and wine back on the table.

Withdrawing all the guards and servants, Xuan Yuheng put down the shelf that he had been holding up all the time, stroked his forehead with a little tiredness, and added some wine to the Lonely Cup in frustration, "You said you didn't want to stay in Dongzhou well, run away What are you doing here at Beichen?"

Ji Li took a sip of the wine glass and frowned, "Bei Chen's wine is too strong, my wife is not used to it."

"Who is your wife?" Xuan Yuheng sneered, and his words seemed to be mocking, "Oh, is that girl named Pei Jiu? I have never seen her before. If the prince came to Beichen this time to find her, I’m afraid I’m going to run away in vain.”

"You know who this king is talking about."

"How do I know?" Xuan Yu Heng didn't even look at Ji Li, but just drank on his own, "I'm not the roundworm in your stomach."

Ji Li laughed, "This is telling me, are you going to die to the end?"

"To the end?" Xuan Yuheng finally raised his eyes to look at Ji Li, "Who are you and I who are to the death? She stays in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. Maybe one day she will be harmed by your beauties or enemies. It's better to leave her behind." In Beichen, I am the supreme emperor here, who dares to be presumptuous?"

"The regent Xuanbai supported his own troops and was stationed in the southeast. The emperor Muchen said he resigned from office and returned to his hometown, but in fact he was sitting in the northwest. The other one is Shi Paohui, the king of Zhenjiang. If the king is not wrong, most of Beichen's troops It's all in his hands, even Mo Wen, the most popular general under your command, can't compare with him." Ji Li paused, and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, "Tell me, who dares to be presumptuous?"

Xuan Yuheng was extremely annoyed, how could this person be so shameless, he entered Beichen openly, even blatantly mixed in Qianji Pavilion, and now he is using new information to block his mouth!
"That's right." Xuan Yuheng's hand unconsciously gripped the lapis lazuli around his waist, "But I will wipe them out one by one!"

Ji Li stood up and saluted, "Then I will first congratulate the emperor for fulfilling his wish. I still have something to do, so I will not accompany you."

Before the words were settled, Ji Li turned around and was about to leave, Wu Yan jumped out from the darkness, holding two wind-dead black scythes horizontally to block Ji Li's way, "Don't be disrespectful to my emperor."

"Don't be presumptuous!" Chasing the wind stood in front of Ji Li, his posture was as if he would kill him immediately if he dared to move a step without words.

But Ji Li waved his hand to signal Chasing Feng to retreat, turned to Xuan Yuheng and said, "Xuan Yuheng, Beichen looks like an iron barrel, but is actually vulnerable, cooperate with this king, or be an enemy of Dong Zhou, think about it carefully." I think, the king is waiting for your reply at the station. Just to remind you, you are not the enemy of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty."

Lian Qingcheng was making tea under the moonlight, listening to the rain sitting on the side of the stone table, propping his head with one hand, watching Lian Qingcheng carefully and carefully.

"Have been watching for half an hour, haven't seen enough?" Lian Qingcheng smiled and put a few petals into the boiled water.

Ting Yu followed with a smile, "No, I can't see enough~"

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter in the palace.

Xuan Yuheng originally only came to Lian Qingcheng's palace to seek comfort, but when he heard laughter inside, he felt relieved for a while, but when he walked in, he saw Ting Yu, and his face, which had just swept away his sad face, darkened again.

"Have you seen him?" Lian Qingcheng casually pinched a few tea leaves into the cup, and then put the tea cup on the empty seat.

Xuan Yu Heng sat down knowingly, and didn't ask when Ting Yu came. He just lowered his eyes and opened and closed the teacup, once and for all, like a beating heart of a person, "Yeah."

Lian Qingcheng raised his eyes and looked at Xuan Yuheng, "I can guess from your expression that you didn't get any benefits from him."

Ting Yu burst out laughing, Jing Lian Qingcheng stared at him, and quickly stopped smiling.

The sound of the teacups colliding stopped abruptly, Xuan Yuheng looked at the pattern on the cup and said slowly, "Yes." He sighed again, and then he continued, "Can I ask you a question?"

(End of this chapter)