Saint of the Confucian way

After Zhang Jing'an figured it out, he didn't blame Ma Zhilong. Instead, he felt that this gentleman was at least aboveboard and a real scholar.

Near the school field, Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong's steps are still steady, but Zhang Jing'an's steps are chaotic, and his little face is full of worry.

Zhang Jing'an knows that the six arts are ritual, music, shooting, imperial, calligraphy and number, and the shooting among them is "five shooting".

Ten years ago, Zhang Jing'an believed that his father had many advantages, but Zhang Longxiang was imprisoned for ten years. No matter how knowledgeable he was, he was unfamiliar with this aspect. I did use arrows in the barracks a few days ago, but I only practiced for a month.

Since Ma Zhilong is the dean of Zhurong academy, he must practice the six arts diligently.

In Zhang Jing'an's worry, Fang Yun and President Ma arrived at the school yard, entered the house next to the school yard together, and selected bows and arrows.

The two men, armed with bows and arrows, came to the hunting ground.

Ma Zhilong stopped behind a line, looked forward and said, "this place is 30 feet away from the target in front. You and I choose the right target and try five shots. Do you have any objection?"

Zhang Jing'an and the children who followed him smacked their tongues. Normal shooting skills are generally ten feet away. There are too many tests in these thirty feet. They should not only have strength and accuracy, but also have experience and calculation ability. After all, thirty feet is too far. Ordinary people have to run more than ten interest rates.

Fang Yun said, "I have no objection, but I haven't learned archery for many years. I'd like to try 'white arrow' first."

The first of the five shots is Bai Ya, which requires the long arrow to pass through the target and expose the arrow.

"Please, marquis Zhang!" Ma Zhilong said.

"Thank you, Mr. Ma."

When Fang Yun finished, he stretched out his hand and pulled out two long arrows from the quiver.

Everyone present was stunned. Was Zhang Longxiang afraid of the failure of the first arrow and ready to shoot twice? However, if Ma Zhilong succeeds at one time, the first competition of the five shots will inevitably fail.

The crowd watched quietly. At this time, some scholars with literary positions also got the news and appeared in the school field one after another. Several gentlemen looked gloomy and cold. They looked at Fang Yun from time to time. Different eyes flashed in their eyes. Two or three even made no secret of their hostility.

Fang Yun put both arrows on the long bow.

People were more curious. It was more difficult to hit with two bows than two arrows respectively.

Fang Yun pulled a long bow and suddenly let go.

At the moment Fang Yun let go, Ma Zhilong seemed to suddenly understand something and instinctively held the bow and took the arrow. However, when he put the long arrow on the bow, Fang Yun's two arrows had hit the two targets directly opposite them.

The first arrow carries the red heart of the target in front of Fang. The arrow passes through the target, and the arrow is exposed after the target.

The second arrow hit the target in front of Ma Zhilong. With a bang, the target fell apart and burst into pieces.

Everyone present was stunned and suddenly realized that the target in front of Ma Zhilong was gone, so naturally it could not be compared with white arrows.

"Learning won the first game at last." Fang Yun smiled.

Ma Zhilong smiled and said, "Lord Zhang is good at archery. Compared with white arrows, old people are a little inferior."

Mr. Zhang Longxiang and Meng Tong, who were present, began to look at the "Zhang Longxiang" carefully. Knowing that this game was bound to draw, they created a winning method with their intelligence. After all, they were learned people who promoted Hanlin in prison, which was completely different from the rumor.

They began to walk to one side, each facing the new target.

Ma Zhilong said with a smile, "I won't give in to the second 'Shenlian'."

Fang Yun nodded.

The second of the five shots is called Shenlian. First shoot an arrow, then three arrows, one arrow, and then one arrow. It's like a continuous bead, like an arrow following the tail of an arrow.

Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong took out an arrow at the same time and slowly pulled the full bow. Their Yu Guang looked at each other.

Both hands at the same time!

While shooting the first arrow, they drew the second arrow from the quiver behind them at a very fast speed, pulled the bow and shot it, and then drew the third and fourth arrows.

Between the blue sky and snow, in front of Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong, there are four long arrows almost connected into a line and fly straight to the target in front.

Grab! Grab! Grab! Grab!

All eight long arrows hit the bull's-eye.

Several scholars of the Academy had come close to them. An old man raised his hand and said with a smile: "this is the shooting of the ginseng company. The two are tied."

Ma Zhilong shook his head and said, "maybe Marquis Zhang made a trick in the last game, but I lost this game."

"Oh? Why?" the old man asked.

Ma Zhilong said, "I shoot arrows with Marquis Zhang at the same time, but he comes first and I come later. This is one of them. Second, his four arrows gather in one place, there is no gap between them, but there is a gap between the landing points of my four arrows. When I get old, I don't have enough strength."

"Wait a minute, let's go and have a look." several Ju Ren gentlemen unexpectedly used the gallop poem, ran over quickly, and then came back with an arrow target.

Sure enough, as Ma Zhilong said, Fang Yun's four arrows not only landed at the red heart, but also landed closer.

The students and students of Zhurong academy looked at the target and couldn't speak. Fang Yun had won with ingenuity before. This time, he won with real strength.

"Three arrows and one note." Fang Yun said.

"But," said Ma Zhilong.

The third of the five shots is called Shan note. The arrow is upward and the arrow feather is downward to launch.

The two continued to walk, facing the new target, held high their bows and arrows, and shot three arrows one after another like shooting birds in the sky.

Each arrow makes a perfect arc in the sky and finally falls on the target.

Both of their arrows hit the red heart. This time, there is no need to compare the front and rear and the specific landing point.

Two gentlemen walked quickly to get the target.

"Tie." Fang Yun and Ma Zhilong looked at each other and smiled.

Subsequently, Fang Yun took the initiative to step back a foot.

Seeing this scene, even the people who hated Zhang Longxiang before also eased their eyes slightly.

The fourth of the five shots is called Xiangchi. It was originally an arrow shot by kings and officials, and the officials retreated one foot to show respect. If you shoot an arrow at a distance of one foot and shoot an arrow at a distance of thirty feet, you will be transported back one foot.

"The student is in his prime of life. Although he has white hair, his strength is still there. He should step back a foot." Fang Yun said.

Hearing Fang Yun's words, some students secretly said that after ten years in prison, Zhang Longxiang became more and more powerful!

Those young people can't see it, but the old gentlemen know that Fang Yun's first shot deliberately broke the target. This is to show his determination and express his intention with the strongest attitude. It's not the so-called winning by cleverness at all.

The fourth shot, however, retreated so cleanly, respected so freely, made up for the arrogance of the first shot, and showed the true colors of heroes between flexion and extension.

Several people present have been brewing in their hearts, trying to attack Zhang Longxiang and let Zhang Longxiang's bad reputation spread again, but now they can't say anything.

Ma Zhilong said nothing. They each shot three arrows, hit the bull's-eye and drew.

Five of the five shots, Jingyi and four arrows hit the bull's-eye, and they are like the four vertices of a square, just like a well.

The fifth shot, both sides are in line. The four arrows hit the red center of the target, and the landing points of the four arrows form a square, which is also a draw.

However, everyone can see that Fang Yun is obviously a little better, because Fang Yun's arrow pulling, archery and falling are obviously faster.

Ma Zhilong held the bow and hung his hand, smiled and said, "thanks to Marquis Zhang for fooling around with the old man. The five shots are over. We'll go back to shoujingzhai and talk about your son's enrollment in detail."

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