Zhao Defang's road to the virtuous king

"That's great." Wei Xian smiled, raised his glass and said, "Then I will first respect Brother Tang (Chen Yaosou's word: Tang Fu), Xi Yuan (Chen Yaozuo's word: Xi Yuan), and Jiamo."

The four of them drank a cup, Wei Xian asked, "Brother Jiamo, I heard that your arrow skills were very accurate before, but because of an oil seller, your arrow skills have been improved, I wonder if there is such a thing? "

"Indeed." Chen Yaozi nodded

"So it's true? At that time, my father and king mentioned something when he talked about brother Jiamo's archery, but I didn't believe it." Wei Xian poured a glass of wine for Chen Yaozi and said, "Quickly tell me, that oil seller also shoots arrows." Master?"

"Xian'er," De Fang said, "Master Chen and you are called brothers because of Cong Pu's seniority, you, a younger generation, don't always ask questions regardless of age."

"Father, my son is just asking, and I don't dare to disturb you at ordinary times. Now that Mr. Chen is here, it's okay to listen to him himself."

"Prince" Chen Yaozi smiled, "It's okay, the second prince is also a straightforward person, very similar to a lower official, hehehe"

"Like? Hehehe" Defang said with a smile, "It would be great if Weixian had half the talents of Mr. Chen."

"Father" Wei Xian frowned, "There are so many people here, you can't save face for the child."

"Liuliu, take a look, I'm not happy anymore, hehehe" Defang said with a smile, "Father will stop talking, you can ask."

"Thank you, father," Wei Xian cupped his hands, "Brother Jiamo, tell me how that oil seller taught you?"

"The second prince doesn't know something. The old man can only sell oil, but he doesn't know how to shoot arrows."

"What?" Wei Xian looked at Chen Yaozi, "Is it a lie? Then how could your archery become better because of him?"

"Xian'er, what are you talking about?" Defang said, "Listen to Master Chen telling you slowly."

Wei Xian nodded, looked at Chen Yaozi and blinked his eyes, Chen Yaozi said, "When I was young, I used to show off my archery skills in front of others. One day, when I was shooting at a target in front of my house, others had already seen my archery skills. I clapped my hands and applauded, but an old oil seller stood there indifferently. After I shot all the arrows, the crowd dispersed, and the old man was still standing there looking at the target, so I asked him: Do you know how to shoot arrows? Am I not shooting accurately? The old man said: I don’t know how to shoot arrows, but you are not proud of being able to shoot accurately. Such an underestimation of my arrow skills! But the old man said: You will know when I pour the oil. After that, the old man took out a gourd and put it on the ground, covered the mouth of the gourd with a copper coin, and then scooped up a spoonful of it. The oil was slowly poured into the mouth of the gourd, and the oil entered the gourd from the money hole impartially. The copper coins did not even touch the oil. Archery is nothing more than a habit formed through years of practice, and it is still far from a real master. So from that day on, I became more diligent in practicing arrows, moving, still, far and near, even in the water. Fish and shrimp, as long as my eyes go, the arrow will hit with a hundred shots."

"Okay!" Wei Xian patted the table, "I really admire Brother Jiamo! It seems that the archery target is just for fun to you just now! Then let's go hunting in the mountains some other day! Let's have a good competition!"

"Wei Xian" De Fang knocked on the table, "What's the matter, sit down quickly, Mr. Chen's archery skills are rare, and my father is afraid that you will lose face if you lose."