Zhu Ying smiled.

He didn't want Lan Yu to surrender, but to subdue Lan Yu.

Although the results seem similar, the meanings are actually very different.

Given Zhu Ying's identity, didn't Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying understand Lan Yu's choice after he knew the truth?

To put it bluntly, even if Zhu Ying was a fake, Lan Yu would treat him as the real one in this situation.

From the first time they met till now, Lan Yu has already shown this characteristic. He did not question or inquire about anything related to Zhu Ying, but simply relied on a rumor about the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

And seeing His Majesty's attitude, he chose to believe instantly that this was his own nephew.

You know, when Zhu Xiongying was buried, Lan Yu watched with his own eyes as he was put into the coffin and then buried in the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

Among them, not only Lan Yu, but also the Lan family and even Chang Sheng did not raise any doubts. When the Jinyiwei said "Your Highness Zhang Sun", everyone believed it directly.

Zhu Ying naturally understood that there was no need to worry about so many things. All he needed to do was to use military tactics to intimidate Lan Yu.

There is no other way except this. I can't recite a few poems for you on the spot. I guess that would be no different from playing the lute to a cow.

In the current Ming Dynasty, the ways of the literati are not popular at all.

Lan Yu, under the influence of alcohol, did not hesitate at all and shouted, "Okay!"

"The martial arts arena is right in the backyard, so it's a good time to exercise after a good meal."

Lan Yu responded generously, but Lan Shi, who was standing beside him, frowned and shouted, "Nonsense! Your Highness is someone you can't just fight against. If you get hurt, it will be useless even if you use your life to fill the void."

"After drinking a few mouthfuls of horse urine, you don't even know your name. Just because someone called you uncle, you don't understand how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. Sit down!"

Lan's scolding immediately sobered Lan Yu up a little. He then realized that the person in front of him was not just his nephew, but also the eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty. If they really fought, there would be no way they could win.

"Uncle, let's do something artistic, like playing pot-tossing." Chang Sheng, who was standing next to him, suggested.

Tou Hu is both a ritual and a game. It is one of the six arts of a gentleman, and is quite popular nowadays.

Hearing this, Lan couldn't help but nod slightly. This was still acceptable.

However, in everyone's mind, who is Lan Yu? He grew up in a military camp since he was a child, and was promoted to the rank of general, the top military general of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of martial arts, how could Zhu Ying be his opponent?

Zhu Ying did not hesitate to hear this, but said: "There should be an archery target in the martial arts field of Changfu, why use pot-tossing?"

"You're right. Tossing pots is just a game played by women. It's not as practical as archery. If it weren't for the bad weather today, I would definitely ask Your Highness to go out hunting."

Lan Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this. However, this made Chang Sheng feel a little embarrassed. In Chang Sheng's circle, pitching pots was an elegant game, but here Lan Yu criticized it as a game for women.

Although he was somewhat angry, Chang Sheng could only suppress his temper when facing his uncle Lan Yu.

This uncle is a real uncle. If something really makes him unhappy, he will really beat people.

Lan didn't object either. As long as it wasn't direct contact and there was a possibility of hurting Zhu Ying, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Everyone immediately stood up and headed towards the martial arts arena in the backyard.

Chang Yuchun practiced martial arts since he was a child and was proficient in riding and shooting and could use all kinds of weapons. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, as a top general, Chang Yuchun's mansion occupied a very large area.

The martial arts arena in Chang Mansion was much larger than Zhu Ying had imagined, and its length was even about the size of a football field in later generations.

Next to the martial arts arena, there are several stables, which house more than ten war horses.

There are several weapon racks around, with a wide variety of weapons on them.

"Although my father has passed away, my elder brother and I dare not neglect these weapons and always maintain them, including the war horses in the stables, which we also take good care of."

Seeing Zhu Ying's eyes lingering between the weapon rack and the stable, Chang Sheng hurriedly explained.

To some extent, building such a large martial arts arena was a bit of an overreach, but it was granted by His Majesty at the time, and now that his father was not around, Chang Sheng was afraid that Zhu Ying would misunderstand.

If someone were to come to such a large training ground to raise soldiers, they would be finished.

Zhu Ying nodded, turned to the target in front of him on the left, and said, "Let me try first?"

Zhu Ying was confident enough in his martial arts. In a one-on-one fight, there were only a few people in the world who could beat him, and Lan Yu was not one of them.

Hearing this, Lan Yu smiled and said, "Okay, let me see your archery skills first."

Lan Yu was confident enough in archery. Although he could not shoot an arrow through the target from a hundred paces away, his skills were still quite advanced and he held a place among the best archers in the army.

In the early Ming Dynasty, the pulling force of the bow was divided into four levels: 40 catties, 50 catties, 60 catties, and 70 catties.

A bow with strong bow force is commonly known as a hard bow, and a bow with weak bow force is commonly known as a soft bow.

On the weapon rack, the lightest bow weighs seventy kilograms.

This 70-jin hard bow was probably not used by Chang Yuchun himself for practice. Next to this bow, there were two relatively different bows, one weighing 120 jin and the other 150 jin.

These two bows are the ones Chang Yuchun often uses. The 120-jin bow is used for training accuracy, and the 150-jin bow is used for training strength.

Zhu Ying did not hesitate at all. Amid everyone's surprised gazes, he directly picked up the largest bow weighing 150 kilograms.

According to the description in "The Exploitation of the Works of Nature", when making a bow, the weight is determined by the strength of the human power. The maximum force required is 120 kilograms, and anything more than that is considered tiger power.

In other words, a soldier who can draw a bow weighing more than 120 kilograms can be called a tiger general.

Zhu Ying directly picked up the 150-jin bow, which made Lan Yu, Lan Shi, and Chang Sheng frown.

This is no joke. If you pull a bow that is too big, you may hurt yourself and it is very normal to cause dislocation.

"Grandson, why don't you try the smaller one first? Your grandfather is very strong, so he made it specially for him, and not many people use it normally."

Lan began to persuade.

In order not to hurt his reputation, he suggested starting with the small bow, hoping that Zhu Ying would give up.

After all, in Lan's eyes, Zhu Ying was indeed too thin, even inferior to Chang Sheng. He looked like a scholar with a thin body.

No matter how accurate your archery is, how can you pull a bow as strong as a tiger?

Hearing Lan's voice, Zhu Ying held the bow in one hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll try. If I can't pull it open, I won't force it."

Even though Zhu Ying's tone was very confident, the three of them were still a little worried. If Zhu Ying got injured in Chang Mansion, it would not be a good thing.

Only Ye Yueqing stood there quietly without saying a word, her eyes full of admiration and trust for the boss.

Others may not know how terrifying the Dong family’s record is, but how could Ye Yueqing not know it?

Before seeing the portrait of Dong Jia, in Ye Yueqing's mind, Dong Jia was more terrifying than a man-eating tiger, as powerful as a monster with three heads and six arms.

There are very strict regulations in the Chamber of Commerce's intelligence records. The data for each small battle must be very rigorous and no exaggeration is allowed.

The military achievements will be signed and confirmed by the person himself. Once any exaggeration is found in the military achievement book, not only will the military achievements be cancelled, but the person will also be held accountable.

Ye Yueqing is qualified to replace Zhao Xiangxi. As a Goryeo princess who entered the Ming Dynasty, she is naturally a core member and is qualified to see the battle record of the Dong family.

Those astonishing battle records were almost completely different from the owner in the portrait.

Zhu Ying had no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

It is true that Lan Yu is a tiger, but Zhu Ying is a dragon, and such behavior simply lowers his own rank.

When faced with doubts, the best way is to confront them directly.

Zhu Ying didn't even take the arrow, he just pulled the main bowstring and a full moon appeared.

The relaxed and carefree attitude immediately shocked Lan Yu and others.

Lan Yu, in particular, couldn't help but take a step forward and take a closer look.

With such a physique, where does such terrifying power come from?

Lan Yu was a frequent visitor to this martial arts arena and he came here often, so he was very familiar with it. He was also naturally familiar with the 150-jin bow and had even used it many times.

Lan Yu's ultimate strength is a 150-jin bow, and he will be exhausted after thirty full moons.

And now Zhu Ying not only pulled the bow open easily, but he was even maintaining the full moon posture, without his arms shaking at all. This was enough to prove that he was able to fully control the 150-jin hard bow.

As time goes by, even one more breath would be too terrifying.

Lan Yu's eyes began to become serious.

This is not a level that an ordinary general can achieve. With such a strong bow, even the armor can be penetrated directly.

The most exaggerated thing was that Lan Yu looked at Zhu Ying's arms, which were a little thin compared to his own. His full appearance could not be seen under the long robe, but the power contained in them was like fine iron.

The explosive power of a man of this physique is inherently stronger than that of most military generals, and is possessed by most top scouts in the army.

Looking at the bowstring which was still motionless, Lan Yu thought to himself that he was no longer in a position to take action in terms of strength and explosiveness.

In other words, what the nephew-in-law said just now about lending a hand was not arrogant, but rather humble.

Seeing that it was almost ready, Zhu Ying slowly drew the bowstring with a relaxed look, as if he had lifted a heavy object with ease.

As the wife of Chang Yuchun, Lan was no stranger to martial arts, and at this moment, her eyes were filled with shock.

She knew very well that even her husband Chang Yuchun, also known as Chang Shiwan, displayed such superb skills when he practiced in the martial arts field every day.

No, this can no longer be described by skill, it is completely natural supernatural power, even more powerful than Chang Yuchun's natural supernatural power.

When the 'thin' arms were combined with such exaggerated strength, everyone felt it was a little unreal.

Zhu Ying was also hesitant. After retracting the bowstring, he pulled out the arrow directly from the quiver below.

Arrow weight is related to bow strength. As bow strength increases, arrow weight should also increase. If the arrow is too light, less force will act on the arrow when it is launched, while more force will act on the bow, which will affect the life of the bow and even directly cause damage to the bow.

The stronger the bow, the heavier the arrow. The arrow that Zhu Ying held was specially customized for this 150-jin bow.

Zhu Ying drew the bow and arrow, and in one go pulled the arrow to the full moon, then took aim at the target sixty steps away.

The next moment, the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the target was hit.

Everyone turned around and saw that the arrow had hit the red heart of the target.

"Good archery!"

Lan Yu was not stingy and praised loudly, with a serious look in his eyes.

Lan Yu's expression has changed obviously now, including that of Lan Shi and Chang Sheng.

There was something different in the look they gave Zhu Ying.

In ancient times, personal military power was very important and was the main source of security. What Zhu Ying showed is that one can tell the coming of autumn by looking at a single leaf.

Even Lan Yu is no match for him, which means that if Zhu Ying suddenly attacks, no one present can defeat him.

Especially since this is Chang Mansion, Chang Yuchun used to have a strong belief that martial arts was supreme, and he had a great influence on his wife's brother Lan Yu and his son, which made the situation even more different.

"Uncle, try it."

After Zhu Ying shot the arrow, he handed the 150-jin bow to Lan Yu.

"good."

Lan Yu was not to be outdone. He took the bow, drew the bow and put an arrow on it, and also shot at the target.

It can be clearly seen from the pulling force that Lan Yu's movements are obviously more strenuous than Zhu Ying's.

blow!

The arrow went straight into the target and landed right at the edge of the bull's eye, the difference wasn't that big.

But Lan Yu knew in his heart that he had lost.

It's not that they lost in archery. This kind of fixed target is completely different from the horse archery in the army.

Those who can usually hit the bull's eye can be considered qualified if they can achieve a three-point accuracy in combat.

Lan Yu lost to Zhu Ying's strong personal strength.

Lan Yu, who is 1.8 meters tall, is half a head taller than Zhu Ying. With his strong and sturdy figure, Zhu Ying next to him seems so thin that he could be blown down by the wind.

Even so, Lan Yu, a veteran of the battlefield, had no idea whether he could last three rounds against Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying observed the expressions of the crowd and realized that it had taken effect. When he was preparing to strengthen it again, a servant suddenly came to report that the Jinyiwei had come to convey the emperor's oral instructions.

Everyone did not dare to delay and hurried to greet him.

"Your Highness the Changsun." When the Jinyiwei saw Zhu Ying, they first bowed and saluted. Then everyone understood that His Majesty was bringing a message to His Highness the Changsun.

Zhu Ying was not surprised. In the capital of the Ming Dynasty, his movements were basically controlled by the old man.

"Your Highness, His Majesty has ordered that the matchlock rifles have been produced by the Gunpowder Bureau. Your Highness should go over and inspect them." The Embroidered Uniform Guard said quickly.

When Zhu Ying heard this, there was an undisguised flash of surprise in his eyes.

The matchlock gun he had been looking forward to for a long time has finally been developed.

With such firearms, who can stop the might of the Ming army?

If it wasn't already late and about to get dark, Zhu Ying would have wanted to go over and take a look.

After the Jinyiwei left, Lan Yu saw Zhu Ying's delighted expression and couldn't help asking, "Your Highness, what kind of firearm is this matchlock gun that can make Your Highness so happy?"

Zhu Ying replied: "Uncle, come with me to the Gunpowder Department tomorrow and we'll know."