Chapter 118 Convinced? A slap in the face
She struck steadily and accurately, and let the arrow go out with a whoosh.
At the same time, the audience burst into cheers.
The reporter excitedly shouted: "Ten rings! Concubine Wei, you hit the ten rings!"
As expected of a woman brought up by a noble family, Concubine Wei did not humiliate Wei. Ting's reputation is to give the most perfect performance at the most critical moment.
Wei Liru not only wanted to achieve family glory, but also wanted to prove her ability in front of the emperor.
When Ji Qingwu heard the result, his eyes flashed.
It was not because of Concubine Wei that he would shoot a full ring, but
She once pestered Wei Ting to teach her how to ride and shoot in the north, but he always used the excuse of having too much military affairs to deal with her, he said Another day, as time goes by, becomes elusive.
However, there were many things that Wei Ting rejected her for, and she had long been used to it.
It can be seen that the way Concubine Wei shoots arrows is somewhat similar to that of Wei Ting. But as Emperor Wu Su's favorite concubine, had she also received his guidance, just like herself?
Ji Qingwu lowered his head, feeling sour in his heart, and touched the horse's mane with his hand.
After Wei Liru shot the arrow, he looked at the emperor in the distance. Everyone was cheering, but he was still sitting still and did not move. It was not clear what his expression was from this distance. But it didn't look like he was happy or excited.
She threw the bow and arrow to the guard aside, got off her horse, took away the Sui Hou beads from the brocade box, and came to the back of Ji Qingwu.
"Miss Ji Wu, I have won! This Suihou Pearl belongs to me, are you convinced?"
Wei Liru was already immersed in joy, knowing that even if the opponent fired ten more rings, it would be useless. She was already the winner of this match.
Ji Qingwu only looked at the bow and arrow in his hand, and said slowly: "Congratulations to Concubine Wei, but I did not come to compete for this reward, nor to compete for the first place."< br>
She may lose the game, but she will not be convinced.
Wei Liru seemed to have heard something shocking. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Oh? Then what are you doing for that?"
Ji Qingwu said, "Just to test me. The results of this period of training, in fact, there is no difference between first place and last place.”
Wei Liru burst out laughing, her tone mocking: "Miss Ji Wu, the winner is king. If you can't get the first place, you have to say such big words in front of me. Isn't it too stingy?"
Ji Qingwu rode around her, not wanting to explain anything more.
She wanted to come because she loved the feeling of freedom and release that riding and shooting brought her, and that was all. Not for the favor of everyone, nor to win the emperor's attention, but just for her inner liking.
Now that I think about it, a man would only hinder the speed of her archery.
Ji Qingwu returned to the archery area, still looking as unhurried as ever. She inhaled and exhaled calmly, her eyes following the wandering target.
The cheers and cheers all over the place were for Concubine Wei. Ji Qingwu didn't care where everyone's attention was focused or whether anyone was looking at her. What she cared about was her own arrow.
She suddenly grabbed the horse's belly and started running on the field. The wind blew her black hair, as if she was chasing the wind and the sun.
Ji Qingwu stepped on the stirrup with one foot, stood upright, made a beautiful spin, and began to draw the bow and arrow.
As if he felt what she was going to do, the emperor on the high platform finally couldn't sit still. He stood up, standing tall, and stared at the white tail of the feather arrow with burning eyes.
After the posture was in place, she confirmed the position of the target. Ji Qingwu dismounted and fell to the ground, and the arrows were shot out almost at the same time.
Her waist is soft and elastic, bending into an incredible arc. It is very close to the ground, but it can be maintained for a long time.
The arrow rushed towards her desired destination.
First there was a clang.
It collided with something, followed by the sound of an arrow hitting the target. After seeing the shot, Ji Qingwu exerted strength on his waist and legs and fell back on the horse. His whole body was like a light cloud.
She panted softly as the horse roamed the field.
The cheers on the field stopped and were filled with incredible gasps.
The last arrow, Ji Qingwu shot through the target.
However, it was Concubine Wei’s arrow target that was shot through!
The score officer shouted: "Full ring, but not included in the score. The winner of this game is Concubine Wei!"
Wei Liru, the victor, saw her arrow that was split in half and fell into the sand.
She said angrily: "Ji Qingwu, what do you mean!"
Ji Qingwu dismounted neatly, looked at the woman standing in front of her, and said: "Wei My concubine, my eyesight is not very good. I didn’t see the target clearly for a while and missed the target again.”
After that, he walked away from the shooting range.
The shot missed, but he could still shoot her arrow through her accurately, Wei Liru gritted her teeth in anger.
This reason would not be tenable to anyone else, but it is much more reasonable when it comes to Ji Qingwu.
The first arrow, Ji Qingwu, hit someone else's target, and the last arrow ended up missing. This is not a beginning and an end.
The winner of the riding and archery competition was Concubine Wei, who received the originally planned reward, as well as the Suihou Pearl as a special reward from the emperor.
Ji Qingwu missed the target again and became fifth, while Huo Shaofang, thanks to her, returned to second place.
After the women's group's schedule, everyone from the men's group will appear, and the atmosphere suddenly becomes different.
The men's team has to compete in a traditional shooting ceremony, which is more rigorous and adopts the "three shots" rule.
The first shot only reports the results and does not count them. The number of hits for the second shot will be counted. If the arrow does not penetrate the target, it will not be counted. The third round of shooting requires archery to match the drum music. Not only does it hit the target, but it also needs to be in time with the music.
The venue is being arranged under the stage.
Ji Qingwu had returned to the stands on the side, and Qiao looked at her with red eyes.
She immediately asked in surprise: "Mom, what's wrong with you? It seems you cried just now. Who bullied you?"
This was the area occupied by the minister's female dependents. She looked around suspiciously and found nothing unkind.
It was a bit strange. All the ladies in gorgeous clothes looked at her with eager eyes.
Mrs. Qiao’s voice was a little choked, and she hurriedly said: "No, it’s nothing. Mom is fine, she was just blinded by the wind."
She was embarrassed to say that at her age, She was struck by Xiao Wu's last arrow, and she was so excited that she burst into tears.
When Mrs. Qiao thought that she had given birth to such a wonderful daughter, she was filled with emotion. Then, he thought about how Xiao Wu had been living outside for so many years and had not received orthodox training since childhood like Concubine Wei, which delayed such a high talent.
Otherwise, it will be unclear who will lose and who will win today.
Qiao felt sour in her heart, feeling that it was all her fault. She was both moved and deeply regretful.
Mrs. Qiao laughed so hard that wrinkles piled up at the corners of her eyes, and said: "Xiaowu, Ruying is just watching you shoot arrows. She is so excited that she is crying with joy."
Ji Qing Wu tucked his wind-blown temple hair behind his ears and said sheepishly: "Grandma, mother, I didn't win."
(End of Chapter)