At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

It was clearly created by the fishermen along the coast of Korea!

Liang Guoren has a way of distorting facts and putting gold on his face.

Jin Xuyou suppressed his dissatisfaction and added: "Our country's sauerkraut is also extremely delicious."

"Put the sauerkraut in a jar and it can be stored for a long time."

Xie Yuheng: "..."

The young man in red hooked the bowstring between his fingers.

He expressed serious doubts about the intelligence of this little prince of Goryeo.

He turned to look at the Korean translator on the side and asked: "Are all the princes of your country so incompetent in general affairs?"

Not to mention, Daliang already has sauerkraut...

In Goryeo, when the harvest was not good, people would go to Youzhou to buy cabbage in large quantities.

If there was trade, Korea itself would not be able to supply that quantity.

You buy cabbage from me, make it into sauerkraut, and sell it back? !

Do the people in Daliang have no hands and can’t make sauerkraut?

Or is it the Korean pickled cabbage served with gold?

Not to mention that all the officials in Daliang were speechless after hearing this.

Even the translator of Goryeo wished he could dig a hole and bury his head in it after hearing this.

His Highness stretched out his hands when clothes came, and opened his mouth when food came.

Even when eating fish, there are servants who pick out all the fish bones and clean them.

How can we really understand the sufferings of the people?

There is not much age difference between His Highness and the Marquis Jiangling of Daliang... How can they be so far apart in terms of their brains?

At the Korean banquet, Pu Xi covered his face with his hands, which was really embarrassing.

But Goryeo really needs sweet potatoes, so he can only pretend that he is blind and deaf.

Seeing that the target had been set up, someone asked Pu Xi.

"Sir, I need to sign a contract with Daliang. What if we lose and default on the bill?"

Although Jin Xuyou is stupid, his shooting skills are really good.

In Korea, it is at the top level.

Pu Xi waved his hand, "No, it seems too pressing."

The man nodded, and it was the same reason.

Besides, if Jin Xuyou loses... they can just let it go.

How can you really give away a city to Daliang for free?

As he spoke, gongs and drums were sounded below.

Si She loudly announced the rules of the competition: "The competition is divided into three rounds, with four arrows in each round."

"One shot, twenty-five steps away."

"Second shot, fifty steps away."

"Three shots, a hundred steps away."

"Shooting the target is worth ten points, and so on. The one with more points in each round wins."

"Every time you draw a bow and shoot an arrow, it must not exceed thirty breaths... Best of three rounds!"

Jin Xuyou took the lead to walk towards the arrow basket. When passing by Xie Yuheng, he snorted coldly.

So what if you look down on his Korean things?

After he wins the game, he has to obediently agree to the request.

A moment later, the two stood at their respective targets, twenty-five steps away.

Jin Xuyou didn't hesitate, he took a bow and shot an arrow, and hit the bull's-eye with one arrow.

After shooting one arrow, the remaining three arrows were shot out quickly, all with ten rings.

The wind is gentle and the clouds are slow.

Wei Chi stood up and stared at Jin Xuyou unkindly.

"No wonder this pickled cabbage spirit dares to make provocations. He does have two brushes."

The officials in Daliang couldn't help but sweat for Xie Yuheng.

Only Si Yuandao and Xie Mingli were there.

Every now and then, he and Xie Yuheng go to the mansion to practice archery.

He looked calm and showed no signs of panic.

The wind slightly lifted the boy's hair, and the sun shone on the golden crown, reflecting the dazzling light.

Xie Yuheng raised his eyelids slightly, completely undisturbed by Jin Xuyou's performance.

Look at the bull's-eye in front of you, pick up the arrow body between your fingers, nock the arrow, draw the bow and release the arrow, all in one go.

The arrow shot out of the air, and after a few breaths, it hit the target with a loud bang.

He calmly shot the four arrows, and all of them hit the bull's-eye, with ten rings in all.

This game is a draw!

During Xie Yuheng's archery, the officials held their breath the whole time.

At this moment, they all exhaled a breath.

"Oh my God, the Marquis of Jiangling still has such a skill!?"

"It's hard to say. It's only twenty-five steps. Even if my youngest son shoots seriously, he can still hit the target."

Jin Xuyou narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Xie Yuheng.

"You won't be so lucky in the next round."

Xie Yuheng raised his eyebrows, unable to understand what pickled cabbage lumps were talking about.

Jin Xuyou's mouth twitched when he saw her expression was as usual.

Forgot...the translator was on the sidelines, no one was translating, and this sick man couldn't understand Korean.

Soon the second game started.

I don’t know when the sun will reveal half of its face from behind the clouds, peering into the world.

Extremely affects people's sight.

Jin Xuyou shot the arrows calmly, and all four arrows still hit the target.

When he was done, he raised his bow provocatively at Xie Yuheng.

His mother-in-law was the daughter of a military commander, and he had learned martial arts from several uncles since he was a child.

Otherwise, how could he have the capital to compete with his eldest brother for the crown prince position?

It would be too illusive to rely solely on the favor of his father.

Only men know best the virtues of men.

Xie Yuheng glanced at Jin Xuyou's target.

He shot two arrows in succession, both hitting the bull's-eye.

Xie Yuheng held two arrows between his fingers and was about to put them on the string.

Jin Xuyou crossed his arms and sneered.

"Boy, how dare you trust me...big..."

Before Jin Xuyou finished speaking, the arrow in Xie Yuheng's hand had already taken off the string.

"Marquis Jiangling, two arrows and ten rings——"

As the target Zaobao loudly announced, the whole place was boiling.

Even Chu Heng couldn't help it and was amazed.

"Hahaha, I know that Xie Qing will not embarrass me!"

Ji Pingjun quietly started to make trouble.

"I don't know who it was just now. I have been worried that Marquis Jiangling will lose."

"Ahem...is there any? It's not me anyway!"

Chu Heng firmly denied it.

"Does the queen know who it is?"

Ji Pingjun asked his maid to get a bronze mirror and put it on Chu Heng's case.

"Well, your Majesty, let's see for yourself."

Chu Heng: "..."

The Queen is considerate as always!

The young men and women in the seats of talented men and women also waved their hands excitedly.

“Ah—Jianling Hou—defeat the Goryeo Sour Chicken!”

"The Marquis of Jiangling is the best in the world and the best here!"

"Zai Zai, you still have a surprise that we don't know about!"

Looking at the girls next to them, they had motherly smiles on their faces.

The students of Xie's Academy all thought of something and all trembled.

Yes, you don’t know about that unique flute!

On the other hand, the Goryeo envoy was not in such a good mood.

All of them had donkey faces, and even worse, their hands and feet were weak and trembling.

"Do we really want to give our Shuozhou City to Daliang for free..."

No one answered his words, just because it was decided below that the second shot would still be a draw.

The most critical third game, I also finished taking out the arrows.

Before the official start, Jin Xuyou looked at Xie Yuheng with a sarcastic smile.

"Isn't it just two arrows fired at the same time? Who can't do it anymore?"

That being said, the distance in the third game was a hundred steps.

Even he can do it, fire two arrows at once.

But it was still approaching the thirty-breath time limit before it was about to be ejected.

After a while, the voice of Zaoli counting was heard.