Don't panic, the family boss is busy farming

Chapter 195 Mom, My Sister's Puppy Love
As the saying goes, a gentleman has six arts, ritual, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Therefore, the ancient orthodox scholars were not only capable of literature, but also of martial arts.

Judging from the famous people in history, such as Zhuge Liang and Zhou Yu, all of them were well-versed in both civil and military skills.

Yan's Academy naturally also pays attention to the all-round development of the students, such as archery and archery. Due to the limitations of the current conditions, the latter cannot really take out the imperial chariot for everyone to practice, but archery can fully satisfy the students. needs.

The bow and arrow targets had already been set up on the martial arts arena. Bo Ya raised Xu Dalang's hand as a gesture of invitation, then took off his robe, put on the loops, skillfully picked out a bow, put it on the arrow, and performed in a standard posture. Gestures are familiar with the touch.

Judging from this appearance, he has some abilities on him.

Behind Xu Yue and the sisters, Ziyu whispered, "Bo Ya is recognized as the number one archer in the academy. How is your brother's archery skills?"

The two sisters turned their heads at the same time and replied in unison: "It's enough to hang!"

"Ah?" Ziyu frowned in confusion, not understanding what dialect the two sisters were speaking.

However, the two of them had already chosen their bows and arrows in the martial arts arena, and it was about to start. Tzuyu could only temporarily suppress the doubts in his heart, looked at the two of them excitedly, and asked loudly:
"Are you two ready?"

The two nodded in unison.

Tzuyu stood up and announced the rules of the competition.

The word "precision" can best reflect the strength of the archer. At the same distance, the closer the arrow is to the bull's eye, the higher the score.

The two have ten arrows in each hand, five arrows in fifty steps, five arrows in eighty steps, and finally they are ranked according to their total scores.

"Only eighty steps?" Xu Yue murmured suspiciously, but the student beside her heard it, and asked her if she had any doubts, he could ask him with a gentle look of a big brother to a little brother.

Xu Yue was puzzled and asked: "Brother, didn't you always say that a good archer is one who can shoot through Yang with a hundred steps? Why only eighty steps?"

Hearing this question, this gentle senior brother gave her a helpless look first, and then explained that the hundred-step piercing depends on the strength of the bow. There are not many eighty-step bows in their academy, let alone being able to shoot a hundred steps This is a purple-level weapon.

Xu Yue nodded, expressing that she has a clearer understanding of the backwardness of this backward era.

Thinking about it this way, the sniper rifle in A Niang's hand is simply a god-level bug.

The competition was about to start, and the sunny day suddenly turned cloudy, and there was a gust of wind, which raised the difficulty of the competition for the two contestants to another level.

"Dalang, is it you or brother first?" Boya asked.

But just after asking, he answered on his own: "It's windy now, let me go first, you are younger than me, it's fairer."

"No need!" Xu Dalang rebuffed in a deep voice, expressing that he didn't need to give way, "I'll come first!"

This little wind can't reach the level of affecting his performance.

Boya smiled gently, and raised his hand as a gesture of invitation, indicating that he can start.

The young man is very confident. After all, archers are not only judged by talent, but also by arm strength. He is a few years older than Xu Dalang, so he is naturally stronger than him, so he is more stable.

However, Xu Dalang's first arrow twitched the gentle and confident smile on Boya's face.

"Xu Dalang, the first arrow hits the red heart, ten points!"

The student in charge of inspecting the target shouted excitedly.

Immediately, there was an uproar in the arena, everyone looked at the boy holding a bow and arrow in surprise, they didn't expect him to be so powerful.

Looking at Bo Ya's serious face, Ziyu jokingly urged, "Bo Ya, it's your turn."

So, Xu Yue and Xu Erniang sat on the grass, watching how Boya gradually lost his mentality and completely collapsed under the successive violent attacks of his brother!

When he shot the seventh arrow, seeing the arrow in his hand break away from the straw target and plunge straight into the mud, Bo Ya let out a roar of "ah" and dropped the bow and arrow in his hand.

And on the target in front of Xu Dalang, there is always an arrow that hit the bull's-eye, and other arrows that fell under the target because they were shot in half by the sharp arrow later.

Boya looked at the arrow that flew out because of his mental breakdown, and at the broken arrow under Xu Dalang's target, and finally couldn't help but collapse and question:

"Xu Dalang! You, you, who the hell are you!"

However, the young man just asked Tzuyu calmly: "There are still three arrows, but Brother Bo Ya has already thrown the bow and gave up, so did I win?"

Tzuyu closed his mouth that was slightly opened because he was too surprised, swallowed, and nodded.

Xu Dalang immediately smiled at Xu Yuena, and said like a child begging for praise, "I won!"

Although Xu Yue had expected this ending, she still gave her big brother a big thumbs up without hesitation, "Brother is the best!"

Ziyu and others also praised sincerely: "Da Lang, you are really amazing!"

"Dalang, teach us too!"

Even Bo Ya, who lost, cupped his fists at Xu Dalang convincingly, expressing that he was very convinced of the loss.

Sitting in the corner of the lonely martial arts arena, the young master wearing a fence slowly lifted the gauze in front of his eyes, looking at the students gathered together to boast about Xu Dalang, he couldn't help showing a bit of envy on his handsome face.

He stared at them quietly with those shining eyes open, and as if thinking of something, he was slightly startled, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed.

Mr. Zhao put down the gauze curtain, and lightly parted his pale thin lips, "Go back."

"Yes."

The four attendants agreed in unison, raised their steps, and walked slowly out of the courtyard along the road beside the martial arts field.

"Master Zhao!"

A bold shout came from behind, and the steps stopped. Mr. Zhao turned his head to look in doubt, and the pale fingers hanging on his knees tightened immediately.

Xu Yue and Xu Dalang followed Xu Erniang to the front of Young Master Zhao, and the two brothers and sisters looked at each other, not knowing what Xu Erniang was going to do.

But he didn't stop him, he just stood behind her and waited for her.

Unexpectedly, Xu Erniang came to Budun and said to the handsome young man in front of her:
"My name is Xu Lin, I like you!"

what?
My sister what are you talking about?Say it to me again!
"I just came to tell you that I like you."

Xu Erniang uttered bold and unrestrained words, her face was calm and calm, her eyes were as bright as stars, and she stared at the person in front of her.

If it weren't for her red ears, you wouldn't be able to see her shyness.

Mr. Zhao, who stepped forward, was obviously frightened.

Mr. Zhao, who abides by etiquette, may not be very accepting of being stopped by someone he doesn't know well in the street to confess his confession, so that you can't see any other reactions from him except seeing his clenched hands suddenly.

On the contrary, Ziyu and Bo Ya, who were attracted by the movement here, immediately froze on the spot, transfixed.

Xu Yue was dumbfounded, ahhh, she doesn't believe this is true!

So, the first time Xiu Mu came home, Xu Yue ran to A Niang, pointed at Xu Erniang who was chasing after her and wanted to cover her mouth, and reported:

"Aniang, my sister is in puppy love!"

(End of this chapter)