After the rebirth, the princess became the richest man

Chapter 151 Wish
Before the arrow hit the target, the two had already drawn the second arrow from the quiver.

It seems that he doesn't care at all whether the first arrow will hit the bull's-eye or not.

When assembling the second arrow, Duan Yihong intentionally glanced in the direction of 'Lin Qingyue', and saw that 'Lin Qingyue' looked calm and calm, but felt inexplicably restless in his heart.

Especially when he saw the arrow feathers shot by 'Lin Qingyue' hit the bull's-eye with his own eyes, this anxious emotion slowly penetrated into his limbs and bones completely unconsciously, and he gradually began to feel Anxiety: "I hit it! I hit it all!"

There was a thunderous applause on the shooting range, but the protagonist 'Lin Qingyue' was unmoved and shot the second arrow without changing expression.

Duan Yihong suppressed the anxiety, and shot the second arrow one step later.

"Hit, hit again!"

The applause was louder and louder, and those who were not optimistic about Lin Qingyue at first began to have expectations for her.

Everyone was amazed, only Lin Guifeng was surprised.

During this period of time, he has been practicing with Lin Qingyue. Before entering the palace, although Lin Qingyue was able to achieve perfect results, in Lin Guifeng's opinion, Lin Qingyue's archery skills are still not good enough, especially for this kind of archery. With a specially made bullseye, the probability of being able to hit it is not high.

Originally, Lin Guifeng didn't have much confidence in Lin Qingyue, but when the second arrow shot steadily into the bull's-eye, Lin Guifeng couldn't believe his eyes.

Three...four...five...

Every arrow feather hit the bull's-eye steadily, and Lin Guifeng's heart gradually changed from apprehension to excitement following the quivering arrow feathers.

When everyone was cheering for Lin Qingyue, only Lin Guifeng shed tears of emotion.

These tears are not tears of sadness, but tears of joy.

"This child is still hiding from his father. He really needs to be taught a lesson when he goes back."

After the first two arrows, Xiao Linze gradually found the feeling, and there was almost no pause in the next few arrows, they were all shot one by one.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer arrows in the quiver of 'Lin Qingyue' and more and more arrows in the bull's-eye, a layer of cold sweat gradually broke out on Duan Yihong's forehead.

He is not an ordinary person, even though he lost to Lin Guifeng back then, he was still ranked among the top three. He also went to the battlefield when the enemy country invaded, and won battles. He thought that he could not lose to anyone in terms of archery.

Even if the person standing next to him is Lin Guifeng, Duan Yihong doesn't think he will lose.

But now he felt a sense of fear towards the teenage girl beside him.

He felt a strong sense of oppression from the other party, he didn't notice it at first, but when he really noticed it, it was too late.

Fear and fear had penetrated into his flesh and blood, and quickly took root inside.

With this uneasy emotion, Duan Yihong's palm holding the bow was gradually eroded by cold sweat.

As the tenth arrow of 'Lin Qingyue' was shot, Duan Yihong was awakened from his thoughts by the sound of the arrow hitting the target, and the arrow that had been ready to launch also left the string.

The moment the arrow was released from his hand, Duan Yihong's face turned pale, and his heart gradually became cold as if he had suddenly fallen into an ice cave.

All eyes followed the arrow that pierced through the air, except for two people.

One was Duan Yihong who shot the arrow, and the other was Xiao Linze who was standing beside him and could clearly hear the sound of the longbow.

Just like taming a horse, if you want to shoot arrows well, you must also know enough about bows and arrows.

Only by making the bow and arrow an integral part of one's body, can one truly stand on the top and see the heroes.

Others see that Xiao Linze never pays attention to the results when shooting arrows, they only think that he is looking handsome in front of everyone, but they don't know that Xiao Linze has already judged the arrow's strength by the vibration of the bowstring when the arrow leaves the string, and the sound of the arrow breaking through the air. towards.

Although the arrow was in the air, Xiao Linze already had a result in his heart.

Therefore, the moment Duan Yihong let go of the bowstring, Xiao Linze had already accurately judged that although Duan Yihong's arrow was accurate, it lacked stamina.

The arrowhead will hit the bull's-eye, but will fall off the bull's-eye due to lack of stamina.

As if to confirm Xiao Linze's conjecture, after the arrow hit the bull's-eye, it only stayed for a short moment before falling off the bull's-eye, and fell to the ground under the eyes of everyone.

The hustle and bustle around was replaced by dead silence. In the silence, everyone's eyes fell on Duan Yihong with a pale face.

Just when everyone thought that Duan Yihong would be devastated because of his disgrace, he himself adjusted his mood extremely quickly.

He first winked at Duan Lingxue, who was still in a daze, and after the two father and daughter's eyes exchanged in the air for a while, Duan Yihong turned to face the emperor and knelt down straight: "I am ashamed, it is because my skills are not as good as others." , I am willing to admit defeat."

Just when everyone hadn't recovered from the fact that the well-known General Duan lost to a powerless little girl, Duan Lingxue suddenly jumped out of the crowd. jumped out.

"The courtier refuses to accept, but the courtier's father did not lose!"

Duan Lingxue hurriedly walked up to Duan Yihong, pulled the "haggard" Duan Yihong up from the ground with a distressed face, and said, "Who is more accurate in archery than who shoots this last arrow, my father obviously hit it , It's just that there are too many arrows in the bull's-eye, and the bull's-eye is too loose, so it fell down, this is beyond my father's control, so it can't be regarded as my father's loss."

Although Duan Lingxue's words are suspected of being forceful, but who is willing to offend a general because of an innocuous competition?

It is not shameful for a little girl to lose to a general, but if a general loses to a little girl, it is a big joke in the world.

All the people present were flexible minded people, but for a while, many people echoed Duan Lingxue's words and wanted Duan Yihong to remember this favor.

With so many people speaking for Duan Yihong, although the emperor understood what was going on in his heart, he also understood that a ruler should not be outraged by one person if it is not necessary.

"Your Majesty, my concubine thinks that Miss Duan's words are correct. If you hit the target, you will hit the target. If the target is not strong, what does it have to do with General Duan?"

The Empress did not know when she came to the shooting range. With the Empress present, Concubine Lu Gui could only take the next best thing and stood on the Emperor's right, giving up the position on the left.

Hu Xianer's words hit the emperor's heart. The emperor, who hadn't spoken a word to Hu Xianer for a month since the pill, took a deep look at her, and said: "The queen is right, then this scene will be counted as an affair." Let's draw."

The queen smiled sweetly at the emperor, as if Qin Se and Ming were deeply in love with each other.

Seeing that Hu Xian'er and the emperor were reconciled, Concubine Lu Gui couldn't hold back the smile on her face, she hurriedly said: "This jade pendant cannot be broken into two halves, nor can the promise made by the emperor's golden words be split into two parts. If there is a tie, who should the lottery go to?"

As soon as Lu Chan'er said these words, the atmosphere that had eased a little earlier suddenly became serious again.

There is only one prize for this lottery. If the two are judged to be a tie, who should get the prize?
Judging from the results of the competition, it was obvious that Lin Qingyue was the winner.

(End of this chapter)