When the apprentice sat on it and stepped on the pedal, he saw the target parked in the middle of the track moving slowly.
Yang Qian frowned, and the leading craftsman immediately made a gesture when he saw this scene.
The apprentice nodded with understanding, stopped stepping, pulled out a latch at the bottom, inserted it upwards, and started stepping again.
The speed of the target's movement suddenly increased, and it kept moving left and right.
As long as the feet don't stop, the target won't stop either.
Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction, but he didn't expect that this black technology was really black.
So exciting.
"Thank you for your hard work."
The craftsmen lowered their bodies one after another.
The lead craftsman said, "Sir, it's not hard work. This is a gadget we made recently. I hope you are satisfied with it."
Yang Gan smiled and said, "Satisfied? More than satisfied. Such skills are incredible. I hope you can continue to study. Whether it is farming, cropping, mulberry weaving, or military affairs, as long as there is improvement, I will not only reward you, but also grant you an official position." "
Everyone fell to their knees in an instant, feeling terrified and uneasy, but what followed was unstoppable ecstasy.
"Little cotton-padded jacket, take them down and give them three times their wages."
"promise!"
"Thank you, sir."
Yang Gan waved his hands, ignored them, and clapped his hands.
His slaves have been with him for many years and have already had a tacit understanding.
The mistress quickly sat on the target and began to step on it. The target moved slowly as he stepped on it.
The little cotton-padded jacket called a dozen slaves to bring over buckets of feathered arrows, the five hundred feathered arrows required by Mr. Cao.
After getting ready, Yang Gan looked at Cao Wushuang and asked, "Master, are there anything else you should pay attention to?"
Cao Wushuang imitated Yang Gan's movements, shrugged and said, "You can shoot whatever you want, as long as you don't hit anyone."
"Damn it, Master, what are you talking about? I want to shoot you."
Cao Wushuang raised his eyebrows, "You are no match for me. I can shoot further than you and I am more accurate than you."
Yang Gan...
They are not on the same channel. By the way, teasing the master like this, okay?
Yang Gan shook his head and threw away the colorful thoughts in his mind.
Take a bow and shoot an arrow~~!
"Swish swish~~~!"
A large number of feather arrows were shot from Yang Qian's hard bow. After dozens of arrows passed by, the target was empty.
Cao Wushuang drew circles on the ground with his white toes, his hands behind his back, as if I didn't see him.
The corner of Yang Gan's mouth twitched hard, this must be too difficult.
He didn't count how many arrows he shot. Anyway, there were so many quivers, so he counted five hundred.
However, when more than 300 shots were shot, I only heard a "squeak" sound.
Yang Gan clearly felt that his arms were slightly numb.
He frowned and shook his arms, muttering secretly "Weird."
He endured the discomfort again and started shooting arrows. When the last arrow was shot, his right arm suddenly became sore and weak.
"How is it possible that I can only draw a one-stone bow five hundred times?"
Yang Gan looked at his trembling arms in disbelief.
"It must have been soul piercing that caused my Qilin arm to disappear."
Yang Gan grabbed his arm, but found that he couldn't hold it tightly no matter how hard he tried, and his little arm was still shaking.
Cao Wushuang grabbed Yang Gan's arm and saw that his whole little arm was extremely hard and accompanied by uncontrollable trembling.
"You're crazy, come with me."
Cao Wushuang was speechless at this time, pulling Yang Qian and walking upstairs.
There is a special cabinet on the fifth floor. This cabinet is very large. The floor itself is relatively high. This cabinet is made from wooden boards directly to the roof.
There is also a small movable ladder outside, which contains a large number of elixirs and medical supplies.
Cao Wushuang opened the cabinet and skillfully found a bottle of medicated oil. After pouring it out, he quickly rubbed it between his hands, and then pressed it on Yang Qian's arms.
Only Yang Qian's two small arms were seen, the muscles and veins were knotted, and his hands almost lost their grip strength.
Watching Cao Wushuang use her pair of white, boneless catkins to rub her forearms quickly.
Yang Gan suddenly felt frightened.
"Master, your exercise method should be safe, right?"
Yang Qian couldn't help it and could only ask tentatively.
Cao Wushuang nodded, "Of course it's safe, but you are very powerful. I just modified the schedule. At the beginning, it was supposed to be one hundred arrows a day. I increased it to five hundred. I didn't expect you to actually finish shooting." .”
Yang Qian almost had his tongue bitten off, and said quietly, "Master, even if you have the power to conquer the country, you can't always play tricks on me. This private modification made me unable to feel my arms."
Cao Wushuang rubbed his arms vigorously. When Yang Gan said this, he was still very happy inside, but his face was still stern.
"What do you know? Your strength is much greater than others, and I guess you can shoot two to three hundred arrows. Who knows if you can really survive five hundred arrows?"
After speaking, Cao Wushuang's eyes flashed and he suddenly looked at Yang Qian.
Yang Gan was frightened when he saw it.
"You are very good. As a martial arts practitioner, talent, wealth, and master are all important, but the most important thing is to have a firm heart. If your heart is very weak and you cannot endure much hardship, no matter how good your talent is, you will not be able to achieve anything in this life. That’s it.”
Just when Yang Qian was still going to say something, Xiao Yu handed over an official document. Yang Qian rolled his eyes and said helplessly.
"Look at my hands..."
Xiao Yu smiled, opened the official document and began to look at it, but her brows furrowed slightly.
"Why is it so thick?"
Xiao Yu began to read, and after a cup of tea, sweat gradually broke out on Yang Gan's forehead.
"Who wrote it? How many words?"
Xiao Yu counted them in order and was a little stunned, "It's probably more than 20,000 words. It was written by Shi Yuanji."
Yang Qian took out his arms, took over a thick stack of letters, scanned them a few times, and finally nodded happily when he saw the final proposal.
Yang Gan threw the document to Xiao Yu with trembling hands, then sat in front of Cao Wushuang again and asked her to massage her arms.
Xiao Yu asked curiously, "Sir, what's your reply?"
"Let Ran Jing come over!"
"promise!"
After a while, Ran Jing walked up, cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty."
After Xiao Yu handed the document to Ran Jing, Yang Qian said angrily, "Ran Jing, this document was written for me by Shi Yuanji. It has 20,000 words in total, and only the last 500 words are pretty good."
"You set off immediately and go to the slave camp headquarters. First, give Shi Yuanji twenty army sticks. Next time if you waste so much words and don't write according to the format I specified, I will give him forty."
"Also, let him improve the specifications of the slave camp. He can be allowed to recommend officials to manage the slaves, but they can only occupy two floors. This can be regarded as a compensation for his hard work."
Ran Jing understood that Shi Yuanji didn't have much ambition. Although it was his own choice, there was indeed a need for a general to take care of slaves.
If Shi Yuanji goes to war, as long as he doesn't die in battle, his current position will definitely not be much lower than that of Mi Le. It will not even be impossible for him to serve as a county guard after a while.
Yang Qian has a lot of shortcomings, but he doesn't know how to chill other people's hearts. Although he is very good at understanding people's hearts, he never manipulates them. This is also his advantage.
After Ran Jing handed over his hand, he quickly walked downstairs. It was obvious that someone in the slave camp was going to be beaten.
Ran Jing, the supervisor, has never been very affectionate.
Yang Gan made up his mind to practice bow and arrow well, preferably until he has muscle memory.
According to the current progress, Yang Qian plans to take a good rest for a few days and finish all the matters in the county, and then go back to work.
Go deal with other things.
In the next few days, not only the girls, but also the slaves in the mansion discovered that at some point, arrows would be shot down from the fifth floor of the main building, and sometimes they would shoot to other places. Quite scary.
Although the progress was slow, what no one noticed was that as Yang Qian continued to shoot arrows at any time as if he was desperate for his life, the number of targets he hit every day was almost increasing day by day.
Shangguo, Fuyan, Sword Saint Palace.
In a magnificent palace, two people covered in blood were dragged here.
The blood seeping out from under his legs drew two long blood marks on the ground.
"Bang~~!"
A burly man threw the two of them to the ground, raised his hands and said, "Master."
There is almost no furniture in the entire hall, except for a huge word "Sword" carved behind the main throne.
Kneeling on the main seat was a man with closed eyes and white hands. Suddenly he opened his eyes.
The sharp gaze seems to blind people's eyes.
"Has the person behind it been interrogated?"
The big man said respectfully, "According to the confessions of the two men, the person who assassinated King Shang should be Lord Wu'an of the Xia Kingdom."
"Kakakaka~~!"
The snow-white hands were clenched tightly, making the sound of bones rubbing against each other.
"Hmph, Mr. Wu An, what a trick."
The man snorted coldly. This man was none other than Sword Master Long Daoyuan. He seemed fine on the surface since Yang Gan ran away last time.
In fact, I had returned to the Juggernaut Palace a long time ago, and the quilts had been chopped to pieces several times. Don't think that a master is extraordinary just because he is not a human being, but there are times when he is down to earth.
Suddenly, Long Daoyuan took a deep breath, stood up from his kneeling position, and came to the two of them.
The two people on the ground were tortured to extract confessions, and they were already somewhat delirious.
But when he saw Long Daoyuan's eyes, he couldn't help but shudder, and he became more awake.
"Did Zhai Ku know when you were bribed?"
The two of them remained silent.
"Ugh~~!"
A flash of sword light flashed, and one of the people's ears was cut off and flew out.
"Ah~~~my ears."
The strong man was shocked. He had been learning from his master for so long, but he still hadn't seen clearly the speed of his sword.
Moreover, the two people on the ground were lying on their stomachs. At such a tricky angle, the master managed to cut off their ears.
Long Daoyuan put his hands behind his back and said coldly, "Say~~~!"
One of them couldn't stand Long Daoyuan's powerful momentum and instantly became weak.
"I, I said, it was last time when we, Shang Guo and Liao Guo, were trading grain, we were bribed by Lord Wu An."
