Chapter 493 The Genius Girl (Second Update)

Tang Yueshan understood the meaning of anti-inflammatory treatment. Many soldiers would develop inflammation after being injured, which was the last thing the military doctors wanted to see.

However, why are this girl's pills different from the physicians' pills?

It also didn't have an unpleasant herbal smell.

Tang Yueshan asked suspiciously, "You're not going to give me another poison, are you?"

Gu Jiao gave him a knowing look, as if to say, "Do I look like such a generous person?"

Tang Yueshan eventually swallowed the pill with water.

He had never taken a capsule before and didn't know that this thing could stick to the back of his throat, making it impossible to go up or down, and it was stuck there, driving him crazy!

Gu Jiao said to Tang Yueshan, "I'll keep watch, you go to sleep."

Tang Yueshan said, "I'll keep watch."

Why should a young girl be put on night watch?

During the days they stayed in the cabin, Gu Chengfeng and Tang Yueshan took turns keeping watch at night. Now that they have come to the cave, Tang Yueshan will naturally continue to accept this arrangement.

Tang Yueshan wasn't seriously injured in the cabin, so Gu Jiao didn't worry about him. But now that his left leg had been punctured, Gu Jiao decided to let him rest properly.

The main thing is that this person has excellent combat skills, and the sooner he recovers, the sooner he can fight back.

Gu Jiao stood at the doorway, holding her red-tasseled spear, showing no intention of returning to the cave.

Tang Yueshan frowned.

Having spent a few days with Gu Jiao, he was not completely unaware of her temperament. Unlike Gu Chengfeng, who was loud and boisterous and always glaring at people, her stubbornness was ingrained in her bones, and once she made up her mind, no one could change it.

Whether she is on night watch or not, she will keep watch.

There's really no need for me to waste my energy here.

However, Tang Yueshan choked on the anti-inflammatory medicine and couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Tang Yueshan's gaze fell on Gu Jiao's long spear. The red-tasseled spear was missing its cloth strips, and it took him a lot of effort to recognize it from under a pile of big red flowers as the divine weapon of Yan State that Marquis Xuanping had brought back from Chen State.

It was once the weapon of Xuanyuan Li, a general of the Yan state, and was later given to the Chen state. After the Chen state was defeated, it was presented to Marquis Xuanping.

Didn't Marquis Xuanping leave it in the military camp? How did it end up in this girl's hands?

Was it given to her by the Marquis of Xuanping?

Or it's Gu Chao.

If it were Gu Chao, this action would be quite intriguing.

Based on Tang Yueshan's understanding of Gu Chao, he would never give such a powerful weapon to a girl, even if she was his own granddaughter.

So what exactly happened? Where did things go wrong?

"Who gave you the red-tasseled spear?" Tang Yueshan asked directly.

“My brother,” Gu Jiao said directly.

Brothers who have sworn brotherhood are true brothers.

Tang Yueshan, however, interpreted it as meaning "close siblings." Could it be that Gu Chao gave it to one of his grandsons, who then passed it on to Gu Jiao?

Gu Changqing?

Tang Yueshan murmured to himself.

He quickly realized that this idea was wrong. Why should he care where a girl's weapon came from? Whether it was given to him by Gu Chao or Gu Changqing, what did it have to do with him?

Tang Yueshan decisively stopped talking to Gu Jiao.

He bent down to wipe the large bow in his arms. It was an ancestral Tang family bow, a type of recurve bow. Tang family archers were required to be able to draw a three-stone bow, but his bow was five-stone.

It requires extremely high arm strength, and correspondingly, the arrows it shoots are extremely lethal. Few people can survive his arrows unless they miss.

If the prince consort had shot him with the Tang family bow just now, he wouldn't have needed Gu Jiao to treat his injury; his leg would probably have been crippled on the spot.

He always cherished his bow, and he couldn't bear to even let Tang Ming touch it.

He silently wiped the bow for a long time, then glanced up and noticed that Gu Jiao was also sitting to the side wiping the bow.

Where did this girl get a bow from?!

"On the saddle," Gu Jiao said.

"The prince consort's bow?" Tang Yueshan asked subconsciously.

"Hmm, maybe so." After all, the horse is his, and everything on the horse should also be his.

Gu Jiao carefully wiped the bow, using the exact same technique as Tang Yueshan.

Tang Yueshan's lips twitched. "Girl, you're imitating me cleaning the bow!"

Gu Jiao noticed the way Tang Yueshan was looking at her, her eyes darted around, and she said seriously, "I didn't learn it."

After wiping the bow body, Tang Yueshan went to wipe the bowstring. After wiping, he dusted the bowstring with a handkerchief.

Gu Jiao followed suit and dusted it off as well.

Tang Yueshan: "..."

With nothing else to do, Gu Jiao started drawing her bow.

Tang Yueshan was left-handed, so he held the bow with his right hand and drew it with his left.

Tang Yueshan was absolutely certain that Gu Jiao used her right hand to hold the chopsticks and the spear, but now she was also using her left hand to draw the bow, and Tang Yueshan's lips twitched up.

They still say they haven't learned it! They still say they haven't learned it!

Whether you learn it or not, I'm not going to teach it.

Tang Yueshan hugged his bow, leaned against the wall at the cave entrance, closed his eyes to rest, and quietly waited for the anti-inflammatory medicine on his throat to slide down.

Gu Jiao didn't shoot an arrow; she was just practicing drawing her bow. The noise wasn't loud, and even Gu Chengfeng wasn't awakened.

However, Tang Yueshan was an archer by training, and he was too sensitive to the sound of the bowstring. He could tell just by listening that Gu Jiao had pulled the wrong bow, the wrong force, and the wrong posture.

He turned to the left, clutching the bow in his arms, ignoring Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao continued practicing.

Tang Yueshan then moved to the right side while holding the large bow in his arms.

Heaven knows how many times Tang Yueshan tossed and turned in bed. The sound of Gu Jiao drawing the wrong bow was driving Tang Yueshan crazy. It was like a teacher teaching "If you raise a child but don't teach him, it's the father's fault," but there was a stupid student there who kept reciting "If you raise a child but don't teach him, it's the father's downfall."

The Master couldn't stand it!

Even Tang Yueshan couldn't stand it!

"You!" Tang Yueshan sat up straight, opened his eyes angrily, and looked at Gu Jiao. "That's not how you pull it!"

He regretted it as soon as he said it. What if this girl asked him, "Oh, what should I do then?" Should he tell her or not?

Don't tell her!

I absolutely will not tell her!

That brat harmed Tang Ming first, then poisoned him; he taught her he's a donkey!

“I want to pull it like this,” Gu Jiao said, raising an eyebrow.

Tang Yueshan: "..."

Gu Jiao continued to pull!

For as long as Gu Jiao held on, Tang Yueshan broke down.

Finally, Tang Yueshan broke down completely. If he continued to endure it, he would go bald!

He stood up abruptly, walked over to Gu Jiao, and demonstrated to her with his bow: "This is how you draw it! Hold it here! Don't pull the string too far outwards, keep it close to your face! Don't hold it too tightly! Like this!"

The Grand Marshal of the Army, who once dominated the battlefields, was forced to become a donkey for the first time in his life.

By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. Or perhaps, compared to enduring Gu Jiao repeatedly drawing the wrong bow, being a donkey didn't seem so unbearable.

Gu Jiao picked it up quickly; Tang Yueshan only gave her a few pointers before she had grasped the basics.

Tang Yueshan glanced at the quiver on the saddle: "Try it with an arrow."

Gu Jiao went to get a feathered arrow, nocked it on the bow, drew back the bowstring, and shot it out at the big tree outside the cave!

The arrow struck the left side of the tree trunk, still a bit far from the center, but for Tang Yueshan, this effect on his first night of training was already quite impressive.

It's worth noting that when Tang Mingchu first learned archery, he spent a month just learning the posture of drawing the bow.

Of course, one reason for this is that Tang Ming is too young, and his strength and comprehension are not as good as those of adults.

Tang Yueshan felt quite accomplished that he had taught the girl to be like this in just one night.

Tang Yueshan cleared his throat and said, "Not bad, at least it hit the target."

It's all thanks to his excellent teaching. He's the best archer in the world; even a pig could be trained to be one!

Gu Jiao blinked, raised her right hand and pointed, saying, "I was looking at the tree next to us."

Tang Yueshan: "..."

Inside Lingguan City, the silver-foxed man led his last few men back to the governor's mansion.

"grown ups!"

The soldiers on duty saluted him, but the silver-foxed man remained expressionless and hurried into the mansion.

He didn't go anywhere; he went straight back to his villa.

"All of you, step back," he ordered the servants in the room.

"Yes." The servants all withdrew.

"Come out," said the silver-foxed man.

A man in black leaped down from the roof beam and bowed to the silver-foxed man, saying, "Master."

The silver-foxed man clutched his lower abdomen, his expression changed, and he slumped into a chair.

The man in black's expression changed drastically: "Master!"

The silver-foxed man raised his hand, signaling him not to get agitated: "I'm fine... I just suffered a minor injury..."

That kid's red-tasseled spear not only cut his belt, but also slashed his waist and abdomen.

He kept quiet the whole way because with a formidable enemy at hand, his every move affected the morale of his soldiers.

"Who injured our master?"

The master was highly skilled in martial arts, and the man in black really couldn't imagine who could have injured him.

The silver-foxed man said thoughtfully, "It was the assassin from that night."

The man in black frowned: "Those two young men who rescued the old Marquis of Ding'an?"

“The smaller one,” the silver-foxed man recalled. “This kid is strange. He has gunpowder from the Yan Kingdom, as well as weapons from the Yan Kingdom.”

The man in black asked, "Could it be... that the Zhao Kingdom has found the Yan Kingdom to be its backer?"

The silver-foxed man narrowed his eyes: "If the Yan Kingdom were truly backing them, they would have sent troops to attack us long ago. Do you think the Yan Kingdom's million-strong army is a joke?"

Sigh, I still don't know what title to come up with. It's too late, I'm going to sleep now and I'll come up with one tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)