"Brother Han, you're all right, please come in! You all stand down."

A voice came from the cabin. Judging from the shadow, the man seemed to have picked up a teapot and was pouring tea.

As soon as he finished speaking, the unusual movements in the surrounding woods disappeared, leaving only the very subtle sound of the evening wind blowing through the treetops.

Han Qingshan shook his clothes, looked a little solemn, and walked towards the cabin.

Squeak!

Pushing open the wooden door, Han Qingshan peeked inside and saw that the interior was simply furnished, with only a table, two chairs, a bed, and farm tools and hunting bows and arrows hung on the wall.

Obviously, this small wooden house is the residence of a mountain dweller.

But the man sitting on the chair was well-dressed, in his forties, with a beard. He didn't look like a savage who lived in the mountains and hunted.

"Brother Han, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. How do you say hello?" The man put down the teapot, stood up and bowed.

"Of course I'm fine, but Brother Chen, you are very sick!"

Han Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back. He did not return the courtesy, but spoke in a stern tone, carrying a gun and a stick, with a hidden intention of reprimanding this "Brother Chen".

This "Brother Chen" is actually the counselor beside King Jinling named Chen Dongyi.

The martial arts competition ended today. Outside the martial arts competition school, Han Qingshan and Chen Dongyi looked at each other for a moment.

Later, according to Zhu Xiuyuan's arrangement, Han Qingshan returned to the marching camp to rest, and then received a secret message from Chen Dongyi, saying that he wanted to meet him and agreed on a time and place...

That's when Han Qingshan came out of the army camp in the middle of the night and ran to the mountains to attend the meeting.

"Brother Han, why did you say this? Could it be that Brother Han still hasn't let go of what happened back then? If so, I should apologize again and ask for Brother Han's forgiveness!"

After speaking, Chen Dongyi bowed deeply, bending his back at ninety degrees.

"I'm not doing it for that matter. It's been more than ten years. I've already let it go in my heart. Get up!"

Han Qingshan clasped his hands behind his back and took two steps to the side, missing Chen Dongyi's bow, but his tone was still solemn.

"Brother Han, then why are you...Brother Han, could it be that he blamed Yu Di for taking refuge in the King of Jinling and helping him with advice?" Chen Dongyi asked from behind.

"Humph, it turns out you know that since you have taken refuge with the King of Jinling, Han will cut off his ties with you. That's why I came here today. When this is over, you and I will be enemies when we meet!"

"Brother Han, you are wronged!"

Chen Dongyi took two steps forward and faced Han Qingshan.

"My foolish brother is not really taking refuge in the King of Jinling, but sneaking into it...Brother Han, you don't know that this King of Jinling is the eldest son of the current Emperor Chen, but he is not the crown prince, so the King of Jinling wants to compete for the crown prince's position.

...Young brother is lurking in the palace of Jinling Prince just to add fuel to the flames, look for opportunities, and accomplish great things... This is definitely not what Brother Han thinks!"

"Really?"

Han Qingshan turned around and stared at him.

In fact, Han Qingshan also knew about the affairs of the Chen Kingdom's court, and he had already studied the King of Jinling thoroughly.

Han Qingshan was not stupid. After thinking about it, he immediately believed Chen Dongyi's words.

"Brother Han, it's absolutely true!" Chen Dongyi handed over his hand, and then he said with a smile: "Brother Han, didn't you also come to participate in Chen Guo's martial arts competition? Could it be that Brother Han also defected to Chen Guo and wanted to serve the imperial court?"

"Brother Chen!" The seriousness on Han Qingshan's face suddenly disappeared, and he bowed his hands, "It turns out that I misunderstood Brother Chen!"

"Hey, Brother Han, you don't have to be like this. With our friendship, if there is any misunderstanding, we can just let it go. Brother Han, please take a seat. It's extremely rare to see you today. We need to have a good chat."

So the two of them sat down together, and Chen Dongyi poured the tea himself and handed it over.

"Since Brother Chen is not sincerely defecting to the King of Jinling, there are some things that I have to tell you clearly to prevent you from making a big mistake!" Han Qingshan took a sip of tea and then expressed his solemn expression.

"Oh, Brother Han, please tell me."

"Do you know why I came to the capital and why I wanted to participate in this martial arts competition?"

"I don't know, brother Han, please give me some advice."

"Brother Chen, think about it, who recommended that this martial arts competition be held? It is for this person that I am here."

"hiss……"

Snapped!

Chen Dongyi was startled and accidentally broke the tea cup, "Brother Han, you mean, that Uncle Jiang Cheng?"

"Yes, it's Uncle Jiang Cheng!"

…

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The next day.

Martial Arts School Ground.

Emperor Chen, Concubine You, and all the civil and military ministers have all returned to their places and are quietly waiting for the martial arts competition to begin.

The ordinary stands opposite were also full of people, so full that there was not a single empty seat left.

Yesterday's horse shooting and rifle shooting were very exciting. Some of them finally became "stars" in teahouses and restaurants, and enjoyed the treatment of stars.

Outside the school grounds, the martial arts candidates were also making final preparations.

After yesterday's eliminations in both the mounted and infantry shooting competitions, only about 120 people successfully advanced.

Boom, boom, boom!

After the sound of the drum, today's martial arts exercise officially began.

"Your Majesty, today's projects are collectively called 'Skills and Bravery', and there are three items. The first is 'drawing the bow', the second is 'dancing the broadsword', and the third is 'taking the stone basket'. The first one starts now

The item 'draws the bow'."

Under Emperor Chen's throne, Zhu Xiuyuan stood there as usual, explaining.

At the same time, in the huge school grounds below, martial arts candidates were already walking in one by one.

"The bows drawn by the candidates have four numbers. From lowest to highest, they are the eight-power bow, the ten-power bow, and the twelve-power bow. In addition, there are also bows with more than twelve power."

"Martial arts candidates can choose their own bow number based on their own conditions. Each person is limited to three draws. If the bow is fully drawn each time, they will pass. If the bow is not fully drawn once, they will be eliminated and will not be able to participate in the next competition."

"In addition, scores will be accumulated based on the bow number selected by the candidates. The larger the bow number selected, the more points will be earned."

When Zhu Xiuyuan introduced, all the candidates on the school field had already started.

The first step is to choose a bow size that suits you. If you choose a bow that is too big and cannot be drawn, then it will be eliminated directly.

If you choose a smaller bow number, you will get fewer points...

Therefore, you should choose based on your actual situation. It is not cost-effective to choose a larger one or a smaller one.

After the first round is over, you can choose a new bow in the second round... You have to draw it three times in total. If you can't draw it even once, you will be eliminated directly.

In order to speed up the time, Zhu Xiuyuan asked all candidates to take the stage together and draw the bow together.

Chen Huang and others were sitting in the stands, looking down, they saw a school ground full of people, so densely packed that they couldn't see clearly.

However, the only people Chen Huang cared about were Han Qingshan and Lin Bochang.

He didn't care much about the rest of the people.

Therefore, several school lieutenants worked hard, running back and forth between Han Qingshan, the venue where Lin Bochang drew his bow, and the stands, reporting every move of the two at any time...

"Your Majesty, Han Qingshan has chosen a fourteen-power bow!" the captain reported for the first time.

Fourteen-strength bows are classified as high-end bows, because the standard hard bows only have three bow numbers: eight-strength, ten-strength, and twelve-strength bows. Ordinary people would not dare to choose a high-end bow.

The so-called eight-strength bow means that it takes eighty kilograms of strength to pull it open, and the ten-strength bow requires one hundred kilograms of strength, and so on.

The fourteen-strength bow Han Qingshan chose requires one hundred and forty kilograms of strength to draw.

"As expected, I am worthy of being an expert in this world. I chose bow No. 14 for the first time!"

"He is very confident in his arm strength. In a bow-drawing event like this, if he can't draw it once, he will be eliminated directly. It is too cruel. Ordinary people will be very cautious for the first time and will choose a smaller one.

Bow number, and then decide which bow to draw next based on your own arm strength..."

All the ministers were amazed and talking, and Emperor Chen, who was sitting on the throne, also had a smile on his lips.

However, there are always some people who disagree, such as the King of Jinling and others.

King Jinling also stared at the school grounds carefully. He kept praying in his heart that it would be nice if there were more jokes about this useless martial arts...

However, God failed to fulfill his wishes. Except for the first mounted shooting yesterday, there were no more vulgar jokes, which disappointed the King of Jinling.

"Your Majesty, Lin Bochang has chosen a twelve-power bow!" The school captain came to report again.

The twelve-power bow is the strongest of the three conventional hard bows.

Compared with Han Qingshan's fourteen-strength bow, it lacked two strengths, but it was still very good and won unanimous praise from everyone, including Emperor Chen.

...The first round is over, and the final results are summarized as follows:

Han Qingshan successfully drew the fourteen-strength bow and came out on top.

Lin Bochang also drew the twelve-power bow and seemed to be able to do it with ease.

In addition, those who drew the ten-power bow include Huang Zhigao, Wu Shaoguang, Liu Anping, Zhu Li and Niu Gang.
To be continued...