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With a slight sound of the string, the feathered arrow of the black pole and white feather hit the bull's-eye with a "snap".This was already the third arrow with perfect precision, which attracted the cheers from the ladies and maids watching from a distance on the fence, pointing in this direction, and whispering in low voices.

The archery man himself is quite attractive, but he still has to put on a modest appearance, and first concedes to the applauding companions around him.However, his eyes followed the gazes of the people, whether intentionally or not, to the corridor, where there was a person sitting alone with his head bowed on the high mat, as if he hadn't heard the movement around him.

"I heard that the little prince is unparalleled in archery, why don't you come and shoot two arrows for fun?"

Today, taking advantage of Zhou Xiang's family's plum appreciation banquet, the emperor specially asked the ministers to bring their children. Although it is said to be a fun in name, no one is a fool, and everyone knows the reason here. To put it bluntly, In essence, it was just a blind date meeting for the young prince who had recently come to Beijing.

There are talented and famous aristocratic ladies in the capital, who have always been enthusiastically pursued by countless dudes.But usually intrigue and jealousy are one thing. At this time, everyone is looking forward to the delicate flower that can't be eaten, but they have to let one person choose. Facing this upstart prince who is inexplicably meddling, the dudes will change by coincidence. We have to fight together.

The former emperor had no children, and the current emperor is not the former emperor's own son. He sat on the throne by chance a few years ago, so he got the Tao and brought his younger brother to be promoted from marquis to prince.The emperor has been quite aggressive in his actions for several years since he ascended the throne. These dudes dare not criticize the emperor, but this little prince has just arrived from a desolate rural place like Hanzhou, and his clothes and clothes are not in keeping with the trend of the capital. Although everyone knows that he is so Personal, but I didn't know much about it before, so I felt a little bit disapproving of it.

But these children from the capital who have already been so slick still have their eyesight.They won't be provocative, but if there is an opportunity to save the other party's face, they are not willing to let it go.

Zhou Jirong hadn't smiled since he sat down today. He didn't know anyone, and he didn't want to start a conversation. He just dragged the nearest plate of dim sum in front of him and lowered his head to eat. Seeing wine on the table, he even took a glass He was drinking by himself, until the man didn't wait for a long time to answer, and called again "Little Prince", he realized that the other party was calling him.

In Zhou Jirong's eyes, their game-like competition was not as good as a joke, and he was not interested in watching it at first, but the person in front of him persistently invited him many times, and it seemed that he was a little disrespectful to him by always ignoring him.After thinking about it, he didn't expressly refuse, but shook his head and said to several people: "All of you are no match for me, go play by yourself."

He said this as a matter of course, his tone was very ordinary, and he didn't feel that his tone was too loud.Several people didn't know him very well, and they had never seen such a brazen person in all these years. While they were stunned by these words, they almost twisted their noses in anger.

Li Wanhe, who used to shoot arrows before, was the best archer among these people, and it was even more unbearable, but he still has self-cultivation after all, so he held back his breath and said: "Since the young prince is so good, today's opportunity is rare. My lord, teach me a thing or two."

Zhou Jirong said: "It depends on working hard on a daily basis, and watching me shoot one or two arrows will benefit a lot."

Someone couldn't help but laughed softly: "Speaking is better than singing, but you don't show your real skills. Isn't it just a vain name?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt chills all over his body, but Zhou Jirong squinted at him and stood up with one hand on the table.He looks like his mother, quite feminine and handsome. At first glance, he is even more beautiful than a girl, and his figure is so slender that he can be called thin, making people doubt whether he can draw his bow.If it wasn't for personal experience, it would be hard to imagine that such a person would have such a sharp knife-like gaze, which would send chills down one's back just by staring at him.

This man couldn't help but wanted to shrink away from his companions, and just as soon as he moved, he thought that he couldn't do anything to himself just because of this sentence.Even if he really did make a move, and there are so many people on his side, with Zhou Jirong's thin and slender figure, what can he do to himself!At most, it was just because he was concerned about his identity, and he suffered a little disadvantage and gave him two punches.

But Zhou Jirong had already walked out of the corridor, and glanced at the people present: "Why can't you think about it?"

Before everyone could figure out what these words meant, he had already taken a look at the bow in Li Wanhe's hand, and then said: "This bow is too soft. It's not strong enough. Try another one."

Everyone only thought that he had made such a big fight, but when it was over, they were looking for excuses to evade, and after looking at each other for a while, they couldn't help laughing.Li Wan said condescendingly: "...Xiangye is a scholar, so naturally he doesn't have a hard bow, so I ask the little prince to take care of it. Everyone is waiting to see the prince's unique skills."

"Alright." Zhou Jirong nodded, as if he didn't hear the sarcasm in his tone, and said: "Move the target farther away."

Someone has done this, but this plum garden is not a school ground after all, so it can only be moved to the edge of the fence no matter how far away it is.There is only a distance of eighty or ninety steps away from where a few people are.

Zhou Jirong nodded in agreement reluctantly, took two steps aside, and reached for the arrow.

It seemed that it only took a moment for the arrow to be strung up. Everyone saw that he raised the bow and drew it to the full string without much aim. The archery target fell to the ground.

The girls onlookers exclaimed, and some people had already stood up.

"Are you convinced or not?" Zhou Jirong, the young prince who was born with strange strength, shocked everyone in one fell swoop, and slapped the broken bowstring on the railing. He looked around, as if he was very satisfied with the deterrent effect caused by the arrow, so he was in a good mood, and the corners of his eyes The tip of the brow is full of pleasure.

Everyone laughed dryly, and finally understood what he meant when he said that he couldn't think about it just now. Looking at the end of that bow, he had to accept it even if he refused. Who would dare to stick his neck to seek humiliation?Especially the person who just thought about the big deal and let him punch him twice, was sweating coldly on his back.With this kind of strength, half of his life survived two punches, and he had to rely on the opponent's mercy, right?

Fortunately, Zhou Jirong didn't force everyone to say a word of obedience.Ask the Xiangfu's servants to fetch another bow: "Such a game of Fado is boring. Why don't you try something new and exciting. I guarantee you haven't played it before."

Li Wanhe already regretted that he shouldn't provoke him, so he had no choice but to force himself to laugh and said, "I don't know how the little prince wants to play?"

"It's so boring to shoot a wooden target." Li Jirong grabbed an orange from the plate, and pointed at someone casually: "You take this and stand over, let's shoot fruit, and you try to prevent people from hitting it..."

The dandies in the direction he was pointing moved away, only the person he was pointing at couldn't avoid it, he was sure he wasn't joking, he was on the verge of crying, but he still had to force a smile on his face Said: "My lord, we are just for entertainment, just for fun, you don't have to be so serious..." Thinking about it, although they usually play like crazy, they don't take their own lives for fun. Only a madman would do it!

"What is serious?" Zhou Jirong looked at him with a frown, and after a while he suddenly realized: "So you are afraid."

He tossed the orange in his hands, and said calmly: "Then let me be the target, and you guys shoot the arrows."

The author has something to say: I want to try different types of characters, but I can't rule out whether it will be far from the original intention in the end...

Please take it as a second-hand article, please don't get entangled in the logic, textual research, realistic possibility, etc...

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