After nearly a whole year of siege, Zhao Hui, who had been under the command of Ren Fengxiang for more than a year, was finally able to successfully enter the city that should belong to him. The flags on the top of Fengxiang Mansion changed and the war disappeared better than most people. Everything is faster than expected.
After Zhao Hui entered the city, he sent people to arrest the rebels hiding in the streets and liquidate Wang Jingchong's close associates. At the same time, he issued a notice to calm the people, stating the Zhao family's responsibility to guard Fengxiang. In just a few days, there was considerable order in Fengxiang Mansion, and the streets Ordinary people began to come in and out.
Guo Xin and Wang Pu were temporarily arranged to live in a side courtyard next to the government office. Zhao Hui and others seemed to have forgotten them for a while. At this time, a letter came from the west, saying that Guo Wei would be dead in mid-August. He has been ordered to lead the troops from the camp in Hezhong back to Beijing. So Guo Xin discussed with Wang Pu and asked Zhao Hui for the list of generals' rewards, and prepared to set off and return to duty that day.
After hearing that Guo Wei was on his way back to Beijing, Guo Xin felt it was hard to return. Zhao Hui seemed to be aware of this and did not do much to persuade them to stay, but insisted on holding a banquet for them before leaving.
Zhao Hui has already begun to take care of things in the government office. Everything is happening in Fengxiang Town, so he must be very busy. At this time, Zhao Hui has to take time to say goodbye to Guo Xin. In addition to the old friendship of fighting together, he must also take care of Guo Xin's death. The face of his father Guo Wei.
August 28th coincides with the Autumnal Equinox, and the weather is already chilly. The farewell banquet held by Fengxiang Mansion for Guo Xin, Wang Pu and Guo Xin was held in the evening.
Fengxiang Mansion is relatively rich in products, but after all, the war has been delayed for a long time, and Fengxiang Mansion has been under siege for a long time, so the specifications for the banquet are naturally very simple. The palace banquet accompanied by the music club was completely different, and was completely arranged according to military specifications.
But not only did Guo Xin not feel that he was being slighted, but he felt that the Zhaos and his son regarded him as one of their own, so they did not deliberately waste time on these meaningless things.
Guo Xin at the banquet was naturally warmly greeted and praised by the generals of Fengxiang Army. Many generals present had fought with him several times. The generals happily told how they crossed the river to repel Wang Jingchong and how they fought against the Shu army. The scene was as if those old events happened early this morning. If anyone omitted any details in the narration, someone else would immediately fill in the details.
Zhao Yanjin also followed the others and recounted: "When it comes to Donggouhe, Yi Geer shot Wang Jingchong's son in battle. In terms of bravery, who can beat Yi Geer?"
After saying that, Zhao Yanjin raised his glass to everyone: “Here’s to Brother Yi’s bravery!”
Many people shouted: "Cheers! Cheers!"
Guo Xin kept replying to everyone. On the contrary, Wang Pu, as the "official envoy", received a cold reception in comparison. However, Guo Xin watched him and Zhao Hui raise glasses to drink, gnawing on the leg of mutton, and kept wiping away the remaining residue with his hands. The chips and grease on his beard didn't bother him at all, and he just let them go.
At this time, someone else said in a flattering manner: "Don't say it's a human being. Don't forget that Yi Geer once shot a tiger in front of a small official's family, and that's how he got the name of the Tiger Shooting Army. It's just that Yi Geer is a god." Many of you, including me, have not had the pleasure to witness it. I am humble and courageous. Please let me show you my skills here. What do you think?"
Everyone shouted again: "Please let me show my unique skills!"
"How can Guo show off his skills in front of his brothers with his little skills!" Guo Xin didn't mind showing off his abilities, but he was just modest due to etiquette, and then looked at the owner of the room, Zhao Hui.
As expected, Zhao Hui also nodded with a smile and raised his glass from a distance: "It doesn't matter! There are no gongs, embroidery and drums in the army. Swords, bows and horses are our true colors. Brother Yi might as well show his style and let everyone feast their eyes."
Unable to resist the excitement of the crowd, Guo Xin also stood up and asked his soldiers to fetch his horse-backed bow. However, he felt a little tipsy and did not dare to speak too loudly to get off the stage, so he first declared: "The general has not shot for a long time. If he misses the shot, I hope everyone will not make fun of him."
Amidst the cheers and cheers from the crowd, Guo Xin took off his loose robe, took his bow and walked to the hall, stretched out his arms, and began to look around for the target.
Naturally, there are no arrow stacks inside and outside the main hall, so you can only temporarily find ordinary objects in the hall. However, if the target is too big, you cannot show your skills, and if it is too small, you may actually make a fool of yourself.
At this time, Guo Xin's eyes caught sight of a long lamp beside Zhao Hui. The long lamp was just a shelf, with a round cup-shaped porcelain lamp placed on it, with lamp oil inside and a wick in its mouth.
So Guo Xin turned around and said to everyone: "Please put the long lamp to the Yimen, and I will serve you with wine to entertain you."
Immediately, some soldiers came forward and carried the long lamp to the ceremonial gate at the end of the palace. Then they lit torches on the spot and illuminated the vicinity of the ceremonial gate so that everyone in the palace could see clearly.
There is no wind tonight, and a straight candlelight flickers above the lamp. When everything was ready, Guo Xin took a stance, pulled the empty string twice, kept his eyes fixed on the lamp, then put on the arrow, and gradually applied force to pull the full string. The hall was more than a hundred steps away from the ceremony gate, and the candlelight was in his field of vision. The sight is extremely small.
Everyone in the hall held their breath, waiting for Guo Xin's arrow.
Soon I heard Guo Xin shout: "Go!"
The arrow came out in response, and there was a muffled bang, almost in tandem with Guo Xin's voice, without any pause. Most of the arrow had already entered the closed ceremony door, and the white arrow feathers were still trembling on the arrow shaft.
As for the tiny candlelight in sight, it had already gone out, but the lamp was still there without moving at all.
Up and down the hall, the warriors instantly burst into thunderous claps and cheers.
However, Guo Xin was surprised when he saw the result after shooting: he only wanted to shoot the lamp, but he accidentally hit the wick on the lamp!
"What a strong bow! What a fast arrow!"
"In the blink of an eye, I didn't see anything!"
Everyone, including Zhao Hui, was still exclaiming and admiring, and Zhao Yanjin even said, forgetting his feelings: "I have seen in the book that Lu Bu's martial arts in the Three Kingdoms are unparalleled, and he can shoot a halberd at the gate. I didn't expect that today I will see my brother Yimen extinguish the candle. According to me. It seems that Yi Geer’s sharpshooting is enough to be recorded in the annals of history!”
The scene was so lively that the arrow had to be loaded. Guo Xin put away his bow and clasped his fists in all directions with a smile: "You're showing off your embarrassment!"
The atmosphere at the banquet reached a climax, and even the face of Zhao Hui, the host, was gleaming with wine: "Brother Yi is so brave, I have to fill up a glass to celebrate Brother Yi."
Wang Pu next to him was also slightly drunk, so he stood up and wrote a short poem in front of all the warriors:
The autumn wind breaks through the wind, and a hundred horses drink from a spring
The divine soldiers requited their country in anger, flying arrows... and shooting at the Tianshan Mountains!
The warriors didn't know whether they understood or not, and they all applauded.
