Chapter 320 Matching opponent
It is now the beginning of summer in April of the lunar calendar, but Kyoto in the north is still chilly.
The place where the sun can shine is warm, but the place where the sun can't reach is cool.
Pei Yi was afraid of the cold, so she dressed warmer than others.
Since she stepped into the Huayue River, many people have come to congratulate her one after another.
Whether these people are hypocritical or sincere congratulations, such a lively and harmonious scene really makes Pei Yi have mixed feelings.
The days when everyone suspected and slandered her in Linhe County seemed like a lifetime away.
Once your own charm has improved, the circumstances around you are really turned upside down.
"Hey, awesome!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in front of them, and it was very lively.
Pei Yi looked over, but the crowd was so crowded that she didn't know the situation.
Qi Sha has been closely guarding her, explaining: "There are people over there who are competing in riding and shooting."
Although the Great Zhou respected literature, it also favored martial arts.
Riding and archery is the collective name of riding and archery, and it is a compulsory item for the six arts of gentlemen.
Pei Yi became interested, and said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go and have a look."
The breeze was blowing by the river, and the sons on horseback walked against the wind, and the wind blew their clothes bulging.
When they ran to a man-made line, the gentlemen drew their bows and arrows, aiming at the target in front of them.
The placement of those targets is also interesting.
There is a row of red heart arrow targets on the ground, which looks quite satisfactory, but in the middle there is a long pole that is much higher than the rest of the targets.
A small leaf hung on the long pole, trembling with the breeze.
"嗖—"
"Whoosh!"
Following a few swishing sounds of piercing through the air, the sharp arrows flew in the air, and all rushed towards the target.
Some of the arrows hit the target, but they were far away from the red bullseye, while others missed the target at all and landed in mid-air.
"Hahaha..." Someone joked with a smile, "Zhuangyuan Lang, your accuracy is too bad. You ran three times, but you didn't hit the target once."
The champion Lang Xue Zhongda returned to the starting line on a big bay red horse.
He was not angry when he heard this, he grinned and laughed at himself: "It seems that I am not a good general, let's have fun with you."
After saying this, Xue Zhongda got off his horse and gave up the horse to other men who were eager to try.
Pei Yi happened to see him, walked over and greeted him with a smile, "Mr. Xue!"
Xue Zhongda also smiled back and greeted: "Pei Langjun."
He looked at the bustling competition venue, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Pei Lang, don't you want to try?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of extremely excited cheers on the field.
Pei Yi looked up, and it turned out that someone had directly hit the red heart of the target, and it was hit by three arrows at the same time.
"This gentleman is too powerful." Xue Zhongda sighed and raised his hands to applaud.
Pei Yi also applauded, nodded and smiled and praised: "It's really amazing."
Qisha's face was as usual, and there was even a little disdain in his eyes.
It's just three arrows hitting the bull's-eye.
The target is so close, there is no challenge.
Not far away, the man who won the applause smiled brightly, looking very reckless.
"He" was wearing a navy blue brocade robe with a tiger's head embroidered with gold and silver double thread, looking ferocious and majestic.
A three-finger-wide belt is tied around the waist, and nine gemstones of different colors are evenly inlaid on it.
The whole person exudes an indescribable nobility and arrogance.
"His" face is also well-born, and his skin is fair and smooth. At first glance, he looks like a noble son who has not suffered much.
Listening to the applause around him, this gentleman raised his chin slightly, showing a bit of arrogance as he was born to be admired and praised.
"He" looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Pei Yi and stopped.
"His" face brightened obviously, and the smile on the corner of his lips was much more sincere than before. The arrogance was a little lighter, but there was a little more subtle joy.
Standing in the crowd, Pei Yi always felt that this gentleman seemed to be looking at her.
Immediately afterwards, she saw the gentleman coming towards her on horseback.
She subconsciously glanced left and right, wanting to see who the gentleman was looking for.
Who would have thought that the horse finally stopped three steps away from her.
Lang Jun on the horse smiled and said to her: "Tan Hua Lang, would you like to compete with me?"
Pei Yi smiled, intending to refuse.
Just kidding, the wind blows so cold, riding on a horse will only make it colder.
She just stood aside and watched the excitement.
Seeing that she was refusing, Mr. Na Lang leisurely took out an arrow from the quiver on his back, then drew the bow and pointed the arrow point directly at her.
Pei Yi's complexion turned cold, and she said with a fake smile: "What's the meaning of this, Mr. Lang?"
Everyone around looked over.
These tense situations really make people eat melons.
"I thought Tan Hualang was a talented man capable of writing and martial arts, but I didn't expect that he was just a waste who dare not lose." The man teased domineeringly, "Since he is a waste, why not let me end this life with one arrow. Save yourself a lifetime of wimps."
Pei Yi sneered, and jokingly said: "Although your aggressive tactics are very clumsy, if I refuse to fight, won't I lose the face of living?"
Everyone around was excited.
Yo, this is a competition!
Someone directly led a horse over, smiled and encouraged: "Tanhua Lang, please."
Pei Yi supported the saddle, stepped on the pedals and got on the horse.
Her posture is really neat and unrestrained, and the man who is a little emotional clapped his hands and applauded.
Qisha and You Rongyan glanced at the audience in embarrassment, secretly thinking: Hmph, there is no one who can fight, and his family, Saburo, is the most powerful~
Not far away, the girls who were sitting in the carriage and couldn't come out couldn't help but feel excited when they saw this situation.
"Then Tanhualang has some skills." A girl couldn't hide her appreciation.
The maid next to her laughed and joked: "He is Tanhua Lang, so he is naturally capable. If Miss wants to praise Tan Hualang for his handsome appearance, you may as well just say it directly, and the servant will not laugh at you."
The girl blushed, raised her hand and pretended to hit the servant girl, and said in embarrassment: "I know you're talking nonsense!"
On the court, Lang Jun, who was acting as the referee, explained the rules to Pei Yi: "You can score points if you hit the target, and the closer you are to the target, the higher the score..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the noble gentleman interrupted forcefully and said, "What's the point of just shooting a target? Only those who can hit the leaves are considered real skills."
"He" turned his head to look at Pei Yi as he spoke, and said with a wicked smile, "Tan Hua Lang, are you right?"
All the gentlemen present also looked at Pei Yi with great interest.
The ladies who were sitting in the carriage secretly looking at their husband-in-law also looked at Pei Yi with great interest.
(end of this chapter)