Ba Qing stood next to Baitao, admiring Baitao's appearance in his prime, and watching the chickens and geese fighting, which was really a good pastime.
She clapped her hands to the people outside and said, "Have all the pigeons in the market been searched?"
People outside shouted: "They've been plundered."
"Then don't let us in. Don't waste our time waiting. Let us sing and enjoy the show."
"Okay, Master, come right now."
Several young men with sweaty brows came in and hurried in carrying four large pigeon cages. Each cage was filled with four layers of wooden boards. There were more than two hundred pigeons stuffed inside. Still fluttering its wings and calling, you squeeze me and I squeeze you, steaming endlessly.
"Gurgling, gurgling—"
These are domesticated pigeons and are not afraid of people. The pigeon breeder lets them take off in close circles, circle in the air for several times, and then blow the whistle and enter the pigeon cage.
This is a routine inspection, and then the pigeonhole is divided into two halves, ready for the show.
"Okay, two girls, which one of you goes first?"
The pigeon farmer bent down and said.
Cai Miao asked Baitao: "You first or me first?"
Baitao hasn't spoken yet.
Rui'er swept her five-fingered jade hand again, rubbed the thin calluses on her fingertips and sneered, "It was wrong to see you try the bow just now. I'm afraid you don't even know how to use an arrow just to show off here. Wait a minute." If you can’t come off stage soon, don’t blame me for not telling you.”
Baitao: "."
She just wanted to see if this bow looked good. After all, the bow that Brother Zheng carved for her was much prettier than this one.
Lu Qiujing stood by and slowly came to the rescue: "It's just a competitive competition. If you don't want to compete, you don't want to compete. There is no need to compare. What's more, Baitao is the young master of the palace and the emperor's darling. How can you rely on it?" Even if you have to bully me like this, I won’t be afraid that you will question Tsunade-kun when the time comes."
Her rough words sounded like she was trying to help Baitao, but if she heard her words more carefully, they meant she was selling her empty love.
They are all ready. Anyone who dares to step off the stage now will be prepared to be poked in the back by the noble ladies of Xianyang City for the rest of their lives.
Regardless of what she should say, she is indeed Lu Buwei's daughter, and everything she does is smooth and smooth.
Baitao grew up in the palace and understood the meaning of these words.
It's just a quarrel between women, but when it comes to strength, every one of them will be dumb.
Today we have an archery competition to see who dares to be arrogant in front of the vixen.
With a calculation in his mind, Baitao raised his chin and said, "Cai Miao, you go first, otherwise you will be the one who won't be able to get off the stage later."
"You are really just talking nonsense!"
Cai Miao laughed disdainfully and didn't say much.
She stepped forward and back with her legs, her center of gravity sank, her shoulders slumped, and her target was fixed on the direction.
The bow and arrow were aimed at the sky that was about to be filled with pigeons.
As soon as she put on such a posture, the other ladies already knew that she was serious.
A noble girl said: "Cai Miao, don't hide it and use your true skills."
Another noble girl said: "If you don't show your true skills, my sisters will make fun of you every day."
"If we win the fight, I will give her all the gold, silver, round and flat items that collapse the bottom of the box."
The noble ladies were holding their handkerchiefs, smiling and moaning, eating fruits and enjoying being fanned by the girls, as if they had already secured the victory.
The boy opened two cages, and the pigeons fluttering inside were like surging white waves, "Coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo, coo."
After a cry, the pigeon came out of the cage.
It's now! Cai Miao's arrow tip turned and shot out quickly.
"call out--"
An arrow hit two pigeons. The pigeons' feathers fell off, their blood plum blossoms splashed out, and their paws lay straight on the ground.
After Cai Miao finished nocking an arrow, she quickly took out a sharp arrow from the quiver with her right hand and then nocked the bow.
"Boo-boo-boo-"
Three more fell down.
The time for the pigeon to take off and fly back, hovering on the eaves, is extremely limited. She needs to ensure that she does not miss the target, and it is neat and crisp. It is best to shoot more with one arrow.
Amidst the applause of the ladies, several pigeons died and fell to the ground one after another. The remaining pigeons were frightened and flew back to the pigeon cage when whistled.
For a moment, after the short and fierce hunting was over, the ground was covered with a layer of secret feathers, and a pile of stiff dead pigeons lay in an upright position.
Cai Miao took a rough look around and was very satisfied.
The boys rushed over to pick them up, gathered the pigeons together, and counted them carefully.
"One pair, two pairs, three pairs, four pairs, and three pairs of three. Congratulations to Miss Cai Miao. We have hunted seventeen white pigeons."
The boy raised his voice to announce the good news.
"Okay! Cai!"
"Color! Color! Color!"
The ladies clapped their hands and cheered, "Seventeen, seventeen pigeons in total. I almost fainted when the pigeon flew just now. Sister Cai Miao is talented and talented. Archery is a specialty in Xianyang. Now, Let’s see who can compare.”
"Sister Cai Miao has been hardworking and enterprising since she was a child. The books she has read and the knowledge she has learned are certainly incomparable to ordinary women."
It was rare for Lu Qiujing to say this, "Miss Cai Miao is really majestic."
Cai Miao drew back her bow and raised her eyebrows to the sky, "Don't you want me to go first? It's your turn now."
Baitao ignored her provocation.
She put her quiver on her back and walked to the middle of the field. She turned her head, looked at the other two cages of pigeons and said calmly, "These pigeons are scared and sick. I'm afraid they won't be able to fly."
"how come?"
The boy was surprised and hurriedly went to open the box. Unexpectedly, the pigeons inside were as if they were infected with the plague and were motionless. They were crowded together like locusts.
The boy reached out to catch it, but unexpectedly the docile pigeon pecked him fiercely.
"ah!"
The boy let out a cry of pain and saw blood oozing from his missing finger.
He reluctantly blew the whistle again, but the pigeon still didn't respond.
The other noble ladies chirped, "How could this happen? Then it's incomparable."
"No, no, then we must compete. We must compete with all knives in the world!"
"The pigeons are so frightened that they can't fly. What are you trying to do?"
"But it's okay, it's not a serious problem. Just ask someone to change the cages. What a big deal."
"Yes, change to some pigeons."
Ba Qing said with a smile: "Now all the pigeons in Xianyang City are here, including those that will be sent to the dining table for viewing. Dear nobles, I am afraid that I will search all corners of Xianyang and never find any other pigeons." Half a pigeon."
The remaining two cages on the ground were still shot by Cai Miao, but the remaining pigeons were all agile and clever, which was unfair to Baitao.
A noble lady said stubbornly: "No, no matter what you do in today's competition, aren't you a housewife of the Ba family? Go and get it for me, otherwise you won't be able to open this inn."
"Yes, even if you bring pigeons from outside Xianyang, you have to get them, otherwise what will we see based on the land?"
"We will pay whatever it takes, even if we die, we will get it out."
"If it really doesn't work, it won't hurt to make do with the remaining ones. If the people on the left and right are skilled, they won't be afraid of the pigeon's cleverness."
No matter what, the ladies refused to let go of this competition.
Baitao can actually control these pigeons to automatically hit her own arrows, but she seems to be too bullying as a vixen.
She touched the eagle on her shoulders and said, "Stop arguing, I have a way."
Ladies: “What can you do?”
Baitao patted the eagle's little head again, "Since the command doesn't work, what about defeating the natural enemies? Pigeons are most afraid of hawks. How come they can't fly if they are driven away by hawks?"
The ladies were surprised by her intelligence and vivid thinking, "How did you come up with it? Yes, this is a really good idea."
"Yes, yes, such a big eagle landed on her shoulder, why didn't I notice it just now?"
Just as he raised his head, he was interrupted by Cai Miao's displeased eyes.
Ladies, shut up.
Cai Miao hummed to Baitao: "In that case, if you don't hurry up and compete, are you trying to find some excuse?"
Baitao also annoyed her, but she just wanted to buy a pigeon. With all these jealousy matters out of the way, she flapped her eagle's wings and said, "Go ahead."
The eagle flapped its wings and soared upward with a sharp whistle, symbolizing its dominance over the sky. After the whistle, it plummeted toward the pigeon cage with ferocious eyes.
The eagle swooped in from the sky and plunged into the pigeon cage, just like a massacre with red and white blood.
The ladies' hearts were beating fast, and they all touched their chests with their hands, worried that such a ferocious old bird would pounce and peck out their eyes.
"Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong.
The pigeons scrambled to squeeze out of the cage. In front of the overlord, they flapped their wings vigorously in an attempt to gain a chance for themselves.
But to no avail, a more powerful hunter is still behind.
Baitao pulled the bow string, and her snow-white skin looked like the white snow on the green mountains under the sunlight. Her slightly pointed double-screw bun cast on the ground looked more like some kind of mountain spirit.
At some point, the noble ladies looked at her with the fear of seeing something strange.
"call out--"
"Whoosh——" "Whoosh——"
"Boo-boo--boo-"
One after another, one arrow after another, flowing like clouds and flowing water.
Like waves lapping against a rock, the pigeons were instantly washed down layer by layer from high in the sky.
After only three or five breaths, Bai Tao stopped shooting arrows, and the dove that narrowly flew out never circled back again.
After the survival of the fittest, Baitao's eyes seemed to be dizzy with ink, and she said with an unwarranted coquettishness, "Cai Miao, you lost."
The boy hid his fear and went over to count: "One pair, two pairs, three pairs, four pairs, five pairs, six pairs...
After a few seconds, Cai Miao looked at the pigeons on the ground, her expression extremely ugly, "How could it be possible? How could you beat me?"
"Seven pairs, eight pairs..."
"How can you beat me?! You are just a noble in the palace who has never suffered anything. I have practiced archery hard since I was a child. My fingertips are bleeding and scabbed from practicing arrows. Every night I wake up with pain. I told myself, it doesn’t matter, after all, it’s not easy for me, it’s not easy for me to become my grandfather’s pride..."
Cai Miao's eyes were filled with tears: "You won so easily, tell me, why are all my efforts?"
Baitao: "You shouldn't compare with me."
Baitao dragged the falcon with the back of her hand and looked at the lost Cai Miao, and then at the ladies who dared not approach her. "You are the same. If you fight with me, you have no chance of winning."
Having said that, Bai Tao let the falcon fall on her shoulders, turned her skirt around, and walked out of the door without looking at the exciting facial expressions that followed.
