Until he saw the note appear at the girl's fingertips.
He hadn't expected to see her again on the outskirts of the city. After all, a reputable family in Que City would never let their women leave the city alone, let alone wander around a creek in the wilderness.
His surprise was written on his face, while the girl held the note in her hand with a playful smile on her lips.
He saw a hint of ridicule in the smile and became even more flustered in an instant.
"What's so funny?"
The other party shook his head and put the note back into his palm in a serious tone.
"It's not funny. I just didn't expect that someone would carry their own poems with them and read them at any time."
His ears turned red instantly, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed.
"How do you know I wrote it? I was... I was helping someone else collect it and just put it there..."
She laughed again, but did not expose his lame lie. She turned around and picked up the bow he had placed aside.
"You shot the arrow wrong."
He didn't expect her to avoid the question, and was a little surprised. Then his pride and self-esteem began to take over.
No one had ever told him that he wasn't good at riding and shooting. He thought that at his age, no one could do better than him.
What's more, the person who said this was a girl.
"What's wrong?"
The shameless young man was a little annoyed, but he still pretended to be calm.
"Do you think I'm deliberately provoking you?"
It turns out that the girl not only has lively eyes, but also has a delicate mind.
He wanted to appear frank, so he simply answered.
"So what? Can you cum better than me?"
"If I told you that your body movements and strength are good, but your accuracy is lacking, would you be angry?"
You know I'll be mad, and you still ask?!
He had been angry for a long time, but he still tried to keep a straight face, and the resentment in his heart began to rise again.
"When you say the accuracy is poor, do you mean the arrow is bad, the bow is bad, or me?"
She looked at the ever-changing expression on his face, and instead of flinching, her smile deepened. Then she turned and pointed to a brown stone on the other side of the stream.
"If you're not convinced, how about we make a bet? If I can shoot an arrow into the eye of the stone, you'll acknowledge what I said and promise me one more thing."
He turned and looked in the direction she pointed, and saw a naturally formed, almost invisible crack in the middle of the brown boulder.
Even if you try to pass through a gap like that with an arrow, you may not be able to do so.
In the past, they would also practice riding and archery in the training grounds, but archery in the army mainly focuses on speed. The key is how to hit a fast-moving target with armor-piercing force in a short period of time.
He thought the girl was fooling around.
"Let's gamble."
The girl held out her hand to him: "Can you lend me a dagger?"
He took off the dagger from his waist, and the other party raised his hand to take it, pulled out an arrow neatly, and trimmed the feathers.
She was very ruthless and in just a few strokes she had trimmed the tail feathers to an extremely narrow size. He watched from the side and thought that the arrow looked even stranger than the spiral-feathered arrows he had seen before.
Could such an arrow really be shot more than a hundred meters away? He became more and more unconvinced.
The next second, the dagger was put back into his hand.
"You don't believe it?"
Of course he didn't believe it.
This arrow has been in use for several years, and there are many veterans of weapons in the army. If it is really as light as the other party made, how could there be no improvement over the years?
The girl didn't say anything else, she just grabbed the arrow, strung the bow and shot it out.
Her tender arms trembled slightly from the effort, but the arrow she shot was very steady.
The slender arrow drew a smooth arc in the air and finally penetrated the eye of the stone without a millimeter's error. It was so clean and neat that no sound of metal rubbing against stone could be heard.
He stood there in a daze, feeling that the arrow did not penetrate the stone, but went through his heart.
"Do you admit that what I said is right?"
He calmed down and nodded, and then an idea quickly came to his mind.
He returned to his usual self, with no expression on his face, only his hand, clenched nervously around the dagger, revealed some emotion.
"Your archery is pretty accurate, but your power isn't quite up to par." He paused, then finally said, "How about I teach you?"
"Okay, but before that, you have to fulfill your promise." The girl looked into his eyes, a stream rippling beneath her eyelashes. "I want the Yingshui Chonglou that will open next year. Will you give it to me?"
He also smiled, but he couldn't see his expression at the moment. He thought he was still reserved.
"It's a deal."
One year is enough.
He would not only bring her the flowers she loved, but also offer her his most sincere heart.
At that time, the young man was full of vigor and ambition. He eventually won the emperor's appreciation with his superb archery skills and was able to follow the emperor to the hunting ground.
He had already thought it through. All the masters participating in the Spring Hunt had extraordinary skills. He did not seek to win the first place among them, but only wanted to stand out as a young man, so that he would have the opportunity to thank the emperor in person.
He doesn't want mountains of gold and silver, nor does he want military power or official positions. He just wants a plum blossom, and the emperor will surely agree to his request.
However, what he got in the end was not a red plum blossom, but a sea of blood.
The royal hunting trip lasted two days. He was active at night and hid during the day. In the evening of the first day, he went out of the mountain path in a remote part of the enclosure because he was chasing a muntjac and accidentally left the hunting ground.
Passing Yueze's main camp, his black horse stirred restlessly as he realized the defenders had vanished. The gates of Yu'an City were wide open, and the mansion housing the Xiao family was a sea of blood and mud, with corpses strewn across the ground.
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