The reason why Jiang Shuo can accurately catch the incoming feather arrows, including breaking the two arrows in a row, is all due to the method of observing Qi in the Jade Art, while the archer downstairs is all due to his excellent shooting skills, especially Jiang Shuo counterattacked with the same two arrows. The second arrow was originally aimed at the archer's shoulder. He didn't have the internal strength of Jiang Shuo, so he shouldn't have been able to dodge, but in the blink of an eye, he actually thought of using a long bow. Catching the arrow.
The longbow was made of multiple layers of mulberry wood. When the iron arrow hit the wooden bow, it was blocked by the layers of wood, and its power was completely reduced. In the end, it only broke the longbow, but failed to hurt him again. This blocking thought The ingenuity is second, and the general's demeanor of staying calm in times of crisis is even more admirable.
If not compared with internal strength, but only based on archery skills, this archer is probably still above Nan Jiyun. Jiang Shuo couldn't help but feel sympathy for the hero and shouted downstairs: "That archer downstairs, who are you? Shooting?" The skills are amazing."
The young man laughed loudly and said, "I am Wang Qiyao of Puyang. The boy upstairs, your kung fu is quite handsome. Who are you?"
Hun Weiming shouted from the side: "Wang Qiyao! The leader of the Cao Gang is here, why don't you kneel down and kowtow!"
Wang Qiyao was shocked. He put up a pergola and looked upstairs, saying, "Is it Uncle Hun who is speaking? What do you think? Is this young man the Young Master Jiang Shuojiang?"
Hun Wei said clearly: "Yes, it's your Uncle Hun. Tell me, who else in the world can match your unique skills of two arrows?"
The young man had a good idea, and actually followed Hun Weiming's words. He lifted his hakama folds, knelt down on the ground, crossed his hands and said, "Wang Qiyao of the Cao Gang pays homage to Young Master Jiang."
Jiang Shuo was surprised and turned around and asked Hun Weiming, "Brother Hun, what's going on? Is this sharp archer also a brother of my Cao Gang?"
Hun Weiming said proudly: "He is not only a member of the Cao Bang, but also a descendant of my Southern Gang. Wang Qiyao's father, Wang Chongshu, is the head of our Southern Gang's Puzhou Hall."
Jiang Shuo was overjoyed and said, "Such a talented man is my brother." He was so happy that he climbed over the pheasant's mouth and jumped downstairs. This place was more than ten feet high from the ground. Although Hun Weiming knew Jiang Shuo's martial arts. Gao Qiang, but still couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw him jumping downstairs. Wang Qiyao downstairs was even more surprised and said that Jiang Shuo accidentally fell down from the stairs. He quickly got up and ran over to catch Jiang Shuo who fell downstairs. .
Unexpectedly, when Jiang Shuo fell, he first stepped on the eaves of the second floor and the first floor. Before landing, he tapped on the wall of the first floor. Finally, he landed steadily on the ground as if he was floating in the air.
Wang Qiyao had already run downstairs with his hands raised, only to realize that there was no need to support him. He felt embarrassed for a moment, but Jiang Shuo stretched out his hands and hugged his arms. Wang Qiyao couldn't help but admired sincerely: "I have heard from Jiang Shuo for a long time. The name of the young master, when we meet him today, he is more handsome and charming than the rumors."
Jiang Shuo said hurriedly: "Where did Brother Wang come from? Half of my kung fu is given by God, unlike Brother Wang's archery skills which are all real kung fu acquired through hard study and practice."
Hun Weiming didn't have the ability to jump down from a ten-foot-high building, so he could only go down the stairs to the ground. At this moment, he arrived and said with a smile: "Okay, you two young talents should stop complimenting each other. I don't want to make such a fuss." This old guy is so embarrassed."
After he made a joke, Jiang Shuo and Wang Qiyao both laughed together.
Hun Weiming asked: "Nephew Wang Shi, why do you come here to look after this man named Zheng?"
Wang Qiyao said: "Second Uncle Hun doesn't know. My mother-in-law, Tian, is the daughter of Sima Tianyi in Xiazhou. Zheng Yanzuo had a close relationship with my grandfather Tian Yi. He said that his three brothers lost their official positions because of villains, and in his heart He was so angry that he invited the heroes from Heluo to help him vent his anger. Naturally, my father also received the hero invitation, so he ordered me to come and help him."
Hun Wei said clearly: "My nephew, you are confused! Zheng Yanzuo was dismissed from office because of his own fault. It was all because he did not observe filial piety. He cannot blame others."
Wang Qiyao asked doubtfully: "Second uncle, my nephew knows Master Zheng's character. His parents have passed away long ago, how can he be unfilial? Could it be that you have been deceived?"
Hun Weiming scolded: "Fart! Zheng Yanzuo's mother died without being buried, which is unfilial! Besides, who did you shoot just now? It was Mr. Yan, a famous scholar in Luoyang, Zhenqing! Would Mr. Yan make false accusations?"
At this time, Yan Zhenqing also walked downstairs, surrounded by monks and Taoists from Heze and Maoshan sects, and said to Wang Qiyao: "Little hero, Zheng Yanzuo's mother stopped here."
Yan personally verified that the spirit had not been buried for thirty years, and he also asked the little hero to investigate clearly. "
Although Yan Zhenqing only served as a minor official of the eighth or ninth grade, he was an honest official and well-versed in government affairs. He was quite famous. He was also a master of calligraphy and was known to everyone in Duki. Although Wang Qiyao is from the Jianghu family and has practiced martial arts since he was a child, he has also attended rural schools for several years and is considered an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. Naturally, he recognized Yan Zhenqing. Only then did Yan Zhenqing sign up for his number on the tower. Wang Qiyao had not thought that this was the famous Yan Zhenqing. At this moment, he realized that he had almost made a big mistake. He knelt down and kowtowed: "Ah, Qi Yao was ignorant and bumped into Mr. Yan. If it hadn't been for Young Master Jiang, I would have almost made a big mistake today!"
Yan Zhenqing hurriedly stretched out his hand to help each other and said: "Those who don't know are not guilty. Little brother, please get up quickly." He knew that Wang Qiyao was a young hero of the Cao Gang, and he attacked him because he mistakenly believed what others said. "
At this time, many Jianghu heroes came to pay tribute. It turned out that among the hundreds of people who besieged the city today, more than half were from the Cao Gang. In addition to most of them being members of the Hunwei Mingnan Gang, there were also heroes from the East, West and North Gangs. Even if these people did not recognize Jiang Shuo, they recognized Hun Weiming, and some even recognized Shenhui and Wei Jingzhao, two martial arts master-level figures. Knowing that they would not be able to do anything again today, they came up one after another to greet everyone, and even ignored Zheng Yanzuo, who had invited them. Set aside. .
The old man Zheng Yanzuo was so frightened when he saw that the fearless martial arts giants he had hired to help him knelt and worshiped a young man under twenty, who was actually possessed of miraculous powers. Not to mention catching arrows with bare hands and throwing arrows with bare hands, he can actually leap down from a ten-foot-high building, just like a god descending to earth. Now these people are all turning to Yan Zhenqing's side, fearing that they won't be able to eat their own good fruits. Thinking of this, the muscles in their calves are twisted, and they can't even take a step even if they want to run.
After all, Wang Qiyao was young. He was a few years older than Jiang Shuo. He was a young man in his early twenties with a very aggressive temper. He rushed up to Zheng Yanzuo in two steps at a time, grabbed Zheng Yanzuo's sleeve and said, "Master Zheng, what's going on? What's going on? You said you were framed by a villain and lost your official position, but now it seems that's not the case."
When Zheng Yanzuo saw that he couldn't escape anyway, he was no longer afraid. He became worried and said angrily: "That's right! What Yan Yushi said is true. I'm just angry. I concealed my mother's death and refused to report it. In Xia The poor county magistrate of Zhou did not do it to take bribes and bend the law, but to protect the peace of the country. As a result, he guarded the border for the country for thirty years, but in exchange he got a reputation of being unfilial and spread all over the world..."
At this time, an elder from the Caobang Xibang said on the side: "Yes, I am not excusing Mr. Zheng. Thirty years ago in the autumn of the fourth year of Kaiyuan, Turk Mochui was on the way back from the expedition to Ba Yegu. After the killing, the Turks fell into civil strife, and the Turks came to surrender one after another. Most of these surrendered households lived in Hequ, but they only temporarily took refuge in Xia and Youzhou. After the new Khan came to the throne, he again sent troops to invade Hequ, and these Turks surrendered became Internally, there were continuous wars in the two prefectures, and Mr. Zheng was worried about the people of the neighboring counties, so he concealed his mother's death and stayed as county magistrate. He had been an official in Shuofang County for thirty years, and there were frequent military conflicts, but he did not live a comfortable life for a few days. "
Ye Qingyao said: "I have always heard that the Eastern and Western armies fought against the Khitans, Turks, and Tubos for many years. I thought that the wars took place on the eastern and western borders. I did not expect that there have been military disasters in Shuofang County, Xiazhou on the Guannei Road."
The elder said: "What this young lady said is right. People in the Tang Dynasty only knew about the expansion of territory on the east and west sides. The number of beheadings and the amount of land expansion were all hotly debated by the government and the public. However, no one cared about the intrusion of Turkic bandits in the hinterland of Hequ. Well, everyone knows that the Tang Dynasty was strong and powerful, and the Turkic bandits were invincible. Therefore, victory was futile, and defeat was guilty. It has been quite difficult for Mr. Zheng to defend the land in these years. He may win or lose, or be rewarded or punished, so for thirty years Even if you don’t get promoted, you won’t be promoted.”
When Jiang Shuo heard this, he sighed and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Zheng to have such difficulties."
The old man crossed his hands to Jiang Shuo and said, "Gang leader, please check clearly." Then he stood back and stopped talking.
Everyone was silent for a long time after hearing this. Yan Zhenqing bowed his head to Zheng Yanzuo and said, "Master Zheng has endured loneliness for thirty years and guarded the land and brought peace to the people. This is admirable. I should be honored by Ying Fang."
This Zheng Yanzuo is also a person who is willing to accept the tough but not the soft. Seeing Yan Zhenqing acting like this, he is no longer angry. He bows to Yan Zhenqing and says, "What I did was just doing my duty. Master Yan is so complimentary."
Yan Zhenqing crossed his hands and said, "However, Confucianism is based on filial piety, so I will not regret impeaching you. If all the officials in the world follow your example and fail to be filial to their relatives and observe moral integrity, and if the rules and regulations are weakened,
This is a serious problem for the country, so please forgive me for our difficulties. "
After saying this, Zheng Yanzuo looked at it and waved his hand and said: "That's all, that's all. In a land of ten steps, there must be sweetgrass. In a city of ten houses, there must be loyal men. Now that I think about it, is it possible that without such a bad old man Zheng, Shuofang County? Is there no one left to guard Shuo Fang? Young masters like Master Guanjiang and Yao Lang are so talented at such a young age. I think we have so many talented people in the Tang Dynasty, there will definitely be better candidates to guard Shuofang."
Wei Jingzhao said: "Jing Zhao has just returned from the north and heard that General Wang Zhongsi joined forces with Uihe and Geluolu to completely destroy the Turks. From now on, the people of Hequ should be able to enjoy peace."
Zheng Yanzuo smiled and said, "Yes, it's time for me to go home and take care of myself. Yan Yu reassures you, I will bury my old mother in all her glory when I get back. My three brothers owe my mother a lot."
Yan Zhenqing excitedly held Zheng Yanzuo's hand and said softly: "Master Zheng, you should not rest after returning to your hometown. Although the meander of the river is fine, the northeast is not peaceful."
Zheng Yanzuo was startled and said, "You said Fan Yang..."
Yan Zhenqing said: "Exactly! My brother Gaoqing sent a message from Fan Yang that the thieves will rebel sooner or later. We, the loyal people, should prepare early."
After Zheng Yanzuo said the words, his fighting spirit was gone and he no longer resented Yan Zhenqing, but he also felt discouraged. Now when he heard Yan Zhenqing say this, his eyes glowed again, he squeezed Yan Zhenqing's hand hard and said, "Okay! Our Zheng family Although it is not as good as the Wenxi Pei family, there is no shortage of loyal people. After I returned to my hometown, I gathered a group of young people from the village to practice in case of any unexpected events."
The two people's hands were tightly held together. They were in the same boat just now, but now they have become irreconcilable friends. Seeing this, Jiang Shuo felt quite happy in his heart. Today, not only did he protect Master Yan's safety, but the two of them resolved their hatred. With a common goal, and he met young talents like the marksman Wang Qiyao, it was a life-long joy.
