After having enough wine and food.

Qin Shihuang came to the backyard.

Wang Jian stood in front, holding a long bow. This was not the wooden bow in the school, but a genuine hard bow made of ox horn. The upper part of the bow was made of fine mulberry wood, seven feet long, and lacquered with wire.

There is naturally a reason why this happened suddenly.

Cao Xiu recognized their knowledge very much. Not only could they read and write, but they were also proficient in laws, regulations and political commentaries and dabbled in hundreds of schools of thought. Xiao Wang was not simple either. He was well versed in the art of war. Even Cao Xiu was beaten by him.

Therefore, Cao Xiu had no intention of letting them go to school again.

If you can do literary work, then it depends on martial arts.

During this period, there was no separation between civil and military families. Military generals could write to govern the country, and civil servants could also go into battle to kill the enemy. Just like Neishiteng of Xianyang, who led troops to destroy Han, but he could also manage counties and counties, and even wrote "The Way of Being an Official"

Such an outline of supporting the country.

Cao Xiu adopted refugee orphans and spent money to cultivate them. Naturally, he tried to spend the least amount of money so that they could become proficient in all aspects. For example, there is nothing wrong with Azheng Xiaowang's literary skills. Now we just want to see how they are in martial arts.<

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"Xiao Wang, you have to perform well. You only need to hit the bullseye twenty steps away, and you will be considered qualified."

"You look down on me?"

"Um?"

Wang Jian took another ten steps back.

Without thinking, I just raised my bow and shot.

The movements were crisp and neat, and the arrow flew past Cao Xiu like a dragon.

And then...it missed the target!

Cao Xiu looked at the arrow that shot straight on the peach tree, suppressing a smile and said: "Young man, you are still too impulsive after all. Why are you pretending to be fine? You are several feet away from the target, but for

It’s really okay for you.”

"Take a closer look at Shuzi!"

Cao Xiu frowned and looked up.

This sight stunned him.

This arrow actually hit a cicada with great accuracy!

Got a big piece of grass?!

Thirty steps apart, so accurate?

"This...this..."

"Ha, as expected, you are still getting stronger with age!"

"Hahaha!"

Wang Jian also smiled heartily. He had been a general since the Zhao Dynasty. For him, horseback riding and archery were like eating. Moreover, his talent in bow and arrow was extremely high. He could hit the bull's-eye easily when he started learning, which was even better than Lou Fanshen.

Even shooting is not inferior.

In fact, his health failed a few years ago. He was good at leading troops, but he often shot incorrectly. After all, as he got older, it was normal for him to be unable to shoot accurately and weakly. But since he regained his youth, he has become

I am full of energy. My waist no longer aches and my legs no longer hurt. I feel more energetic going upstairs. I can climb several floors in one breath!

"Don't laugh like that."

"It's nothing if you shoot accurately. Come and show me how to dance with the sword."

"Don't look, it's you."

Cao Xiu casually threw the sword to Azheng.

Holding the bronze sword, Qin Shihuang was slightly stunned. As the king of Qin, riding horses, archery, and sword dancing were all basic skills. In the past, Jing Ke came to assassinate him, but he avoided drawing his sword and killed him. You know, Jing Ke was famous.

The world's knight-errant warriors.

Looking at the sharp sword, Qin Shihuang seemed to have returned to more than thirty years ago.

……

Zhao Guo, Handan.

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, hurry up and lead the horse for the young master!"

"Are you Zhao Zheng or Lu Zheng?"

"I am Gong Zizheng!!!"

"Haha, you are an abandoned bastard!"

"The people of Qin are all barbarians. Hurry up and lead your horse for me!"

"Stop!"

"Here comes Prince Dan, let's go..."

Gong Zizheng, who was only seven years old, was covered in injuries. He didn't care about these injuries, but cared more about his identity. His father was the King of Qin, so he was Gong Zizheng. But those Zhao people called him Zhao Zheng or Lu Zheng, that is,

This is a disguised form of humiliation. He is not the prince of Qin!

Let’s talk about Prince Dan. Everyone in Zhao calls it Prince Pill. Who dares to call it Yan Dan or Ji Dan?

"Dan, I want to learn the sword from you!"

"Why do you want to learn the sword?"

"Kill people so that they will never dare to humiliate me again!"

"The sword is for the benevolent and the gentleman, not for killing."

"A weapon is a weapon, and its purpose is to kill!"

Qin Shihuang returned to reality from his thoughts.

Swing the long sword and cut off all memories.

After the fall of Zhao, he went to Handan in person. At that time, all the people who had enmity with him and insulted him were killed by him!

His sword skills are full of killing intent. In fact, his sword moves are not as fancy as those in the TV series. They are nothing more than stabbing, slashing, hooking and teasing... It seems simple, but in fact it requires a lot of time to practice hard.

"Shaojun's swordsmanship is so amazing!"

Wang Jian spoke up and praised.

He had already discussed with the First Emperor that he would no longer call him "Your Majesty" in front of outsiders. It was not because he was afraid of being suspected by others, but simply because he didn't want to be laughed at by Cao Xiu anymore. With their current appearance, one can't blame Cao Xiu for not believing them, so it would be better to just follow them.

It's natural.

"Well, that's good."

Cao Xiu doesn't care about this title. Shaojun is not just a title for him. As long as there is no more "Your Majesty", he can accept it.

As for swordsmanship?

He knows a lot about Der's swordsmanship.

His cousin Cao Shen asked him to practice swordsmanship before, and after three days of learning, he had several blood blisters on his right hand. According to Cao Shen, as long as he persisted in practicing for more than ten years, he would be successful, and then he wisely gave up.

.After all, there are always people out there waiting to die, so why can’t it be him?

"By the way, you two are really versatile in both civil and military affairs!"

"Isn't this a matter of course?"

"..."

Cao Xiu was speechless.

He is now more and more certain that the background of these two people is definitely not small. Judging from their performance, they must be from the nobles of the Six Nations. Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid is just a way for them to hide themselves. Let's see, won't it return to normal now?

Humph, you still want to fool him these few days?

Young!

"So, what do you want?"

"Originally, I was thinking of letting you practice literature and martial arts, but it turns out that you are all-rounders in both literature and martial arts. In that case, you can only do some chores in my house first. Especially your swordsmanship, it is simply useless if you don't use it to chop firewood.

What a waste! Let’s go ahead and chop up today’s two rocks of firewood for me.”

"Xiu'er! You..."

Qin Shihuang was so angry that he couldn't speak. He wished he could chop Cao Xiu with his sword. He thought he was going to entrust him with an important task, but in the end he was asked to chop firewood?

Damn you thief Cao!

"I'll chop it!"

At the critical moment, Wang Jian walked out again.

You are worthy of being my minister of humerus!

Look at this self-consciousness, so good!
To be continued...