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Chapter 397 The third test

"It's not over yet. I won't think of eating dumplings for a month." Mu Yingbao muttered to the man who was on the horse's back.

The more Xue Wenyu did this, the more Mu Yingbao felt that the reason he slapped the Marquis's wife that day was because he had disliked the other party for a long time and wanted to do it.

The reason why I got angry with myself like this was entirely because I asked him that way, and told him out of his mind, making him feel embarrassed.

Mu Yingbao thinks that what is there? You just admit that it is indeed the case that you are using. What's wrong with taking an excuse for yourself? You won't care.

In the Wenhua Palace in the palace, the time has come, but the people have not arrived, and Zhou Shuhuan has not come.

Just as someone was whispering to discuss what was going on, Lord Zongshou spoke up and said that Zhou Shuhuan had abstained from his health.

When everyone heard this, they looked at Brother Hui and Xue Wenyu and the others.

It's really good. Both competitions were literary tests, but they killed a powerful opponent.

No, I was killed in just two games, how can I be considered powerful?

Lord Zongshou announced the content of the competition today. This game actually competes in archery.

Everyone was surprised that the theory of poetry and lyrics and state governance was nothing compared, so I just tried the martial arts test?

This sect leader is a very old man, right? This is not a vanguard official who wants to fight, but a king of a country.

As long as a king governs the country, it is enough. If there is a war in the country or at the border, there will be soldiers going to fight, and there will be no need for the emperor to personally lead the expedition.

I thought so, but no one still refuted.

Waiting to listen to the rules of the competition, I plan to make a decision after listening.

For the royal children, archery is one of the six arts that must be learned. Not being able to shoot is a manifestation of impoliteness and lack of talent.

The rule of archery today is that it is necessary for new candidates to play, and let their own people take the stage instead.

However, if I shoot an arrow, it will be an arrow.

The substitute needs to shoot five arrows to get one arrow when he comes to the field.

After the announcement, the candidates were asked to discuss with the relatives and friends group to decide who would compete.

After listening to the content of the competition, Brother Hui twitched the corners of his mouth. Last night, his father comforted him and he had won two consecutive games. It doesn’t matter if he was at the bottom once today.

But unexpectedly, he actually chose another program he practiced hard!

Seeing that the others around him were all asking their relatives and friends to go outside the hall to discuss, Brother Hui also got up and walked towards his own people.

"Don't be so sad, didn't you say that you can find someone to play on your behalf. Look, there are two of us who can play on your behalf. Let's say, who do you want to play on your behalf?" Shang Xiaohu said excitedly.

Fan Puchang originally wanted to remind them, and he also went outside the hall to find a place to discuss it, but looking at the hall, the ministers were there, and the candidates and their relatives and friends all went outside the hall. Half of the Wenhua Hall was empty, so just discuss it in a low voice, and there was no need to go out.

"It's not about snatching you, I think it's appropriate for me to go up." Xue Wenyu said.

"That won't work. Why? I'm not worse than you when it comes to archery." Shang Xiaohu said unhappily.

Fan Puchang is a literati, and he can't do it if he wants to replace Brother Hui. Seeing the two of them scramble to play for Brother Hui, he didn't know who to speak for him.

I heard that both of them have good archery skills, but I don’t know which one is better.

So, just keep silent.

Seeing that neither of them was willing to let each other, Brother Hui was very worried. He was not worried about who should be allowed to play for him, but about worrying that he wanted to let his father bear the feeling of being deceived again.

Perhaps, as my mother said, my father has become accustomed to it, and the process of acceptance has gradually become shorter.

"Ahem, that, father, Major General Shang, can you listen to me?" Brother Hui saw that someone had decided to return to the hall, and quickly spoke.

"Tell me, who do you choose?" The two adults looked at him and said in unison.

Fan Puchang also looked at Brother Hui. He guessed that if his grandson chose, he would choose Prince Xue.

After all, it seems that Prince Xue is much more calm.

Moreover, my grandson and Prince Xue have been understanding the archery level of this father for so many years.

"I want to play by myself." Brother Hui said in the face of the three of them's gaze.

"What?" Now the three of them spoke in unison.

"Junjie, although you have won two games, it's no big deal to be at the bottom of this game once, but since we have the chance to win again, why not continue? The more you win, the more beneficial it will be to you, right?" Fan Puchang quickly persuaded his grandson.

"Yes, it's not just you who find a replacement. When you see, most of the replacements you are looking for will come on the stage." Shang Xiaohu also quickly persuaded.

Only Xue Wenyu didn't say anything, staring at Brother Hui's eyes.

Shang Xiaohu and Fan Pu are always like Xue Wenyu, and they think he is too doting on his children and want to let him make trouble.

"You can do this too?" Xue Wenyu suddenly realized a possibility and asked when he saw that the child's eyes were not dodging.

Brother Hui nodded, "Father, the child is not making a fuss, he is serious. I can't guarantee whether it is OK or not, but if the child is a candidate, he should complete all the competitions by himself, right?"

Xue Wenyu didn't say anything, but reached out and grabbed Brother Hui's hands and touched his palms, but there was no calluse.

"Father, can't you trust the child like your mother?" Brother Hui frowned when he saw his father touching his hand, knowing what his father thought.

When he was hit and practiced arrows secretly, his mother sewed small gloves for animal skin for him, so there was no calluses on his palms.

"Okay, you can play on your own." Xue Wenyu agreed to look at the child's firm eyes.

"Aren't you messing around? You're following him in everything. You don't know what to take later. If we don't try to win the projects that can be won, wouldn't we be stupid?" Shang Xiaohu complained to Xue Wenyu.

It’s not entirely true that my grandfather even praised the prince for being calm!

Fan Puchang also felt that what Shang Xiaohu said made sense this time, so he nodded.

"Brother Hui is right. This is a test of his ability. It is not embarrassing that he will lose on the field. Let him go. Besides, maybe he will win this game." Xue Wenyu insisted on his decision and agreed to Brother Hui play by himself.

"Father." Brother Hui felt very guilty when he saw his father like this.

"No need to say more, just be fine." Xue Wenyu understood as the child's call and his eyes.

He has now figured out the surprises that Brother Hui has brought one after another. Why should he get stuck in the slightest way? He just hopes that the child will be well!

Seeing that the two of them insisted so much, Shang Xiaohu and Fan Puchang had no choice but to agree. In fact, even if they disagree, it would be useless. Brother Hui wanted to go on his own, and no one could object tactfully, because the opposition was invalid!

The other candidates agreed to come back, and the Zong Envoy came over and registered one by one who would play...
Chapter completed!
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