Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 130 Conspiracy

"This beauty is not that beauty." Chen Qi tapped Chen Yun with his bow and said with a smile, "As a man, you definitely can't see it."

Chen Jing looked at Xining, and followed her gaze to Xiao Yan, as if he understood what he meant.

Only Chen Yunmu stared blankly into the distance, as if confused, and nudged Xining with his hand.

"Hey! My brother said you were looking at the beautiful scenery. Where is it? Point it out to me so I can see it."

Hearing this, Xining looked at Chen Qi and Chen Jing who were laughing, his face turned red, and he scolded awkwardly.

"Oh, you dare to make fun of me. I won't play with you anymore."

Xiao Yan came over and asked Chen Jing, "Your Highness, what did you call me for?"

Chen Jing smiled and said "Oh".

"Nothing much, I just want you to teach the princess archery. She wants to learn, but the three of us are busy."

Xiao Yan half-lowered his eyes and glanced at Xining, then turned back.

"Drawing a bow can easily hurt your hands. The princess is a delicate person, so I'm afraid..."

"I'm not afraid." Xining immediately responded, "My Lord, please teach me."

Xiao Yan didn't want to teach Xining, but he couldn't bear it since the three princes were watching him, so he had to reluctantly agree.

He took Xining to the quiet shooting range on the other side, took a bow with the smallest draw weight from the bow rack and threw it to her.

He just threw it casually out of habit, which scared Xining and he almost didn't catch it.

She had heard some rumors about Marquis Dingbei in the past. He was a typical cold-tempered person, and she had never met him.

The only two times were on the night of the emperor's birthday, when Xiao Yan came to the rescue, and at the banquet at Wangjiang Tower.

Originally, Xiao Yan had only invited Chen Jing. When he was preparing to attend the banquet, Xining happened to be in the Prince's Mansion.

So, I followed him despite the quarrel.

There was no communication during the two contacts. I just observed him secretly and felt that this person was indeed difficult to approach.

Throwing the bow just now felt even more awkward.

"Princess, try pulling it." Xiao Yan said, "See if it fits. This is the bow with the smallest draw weight. If you can pull it, I'll teach you."

The eldest daughter of Xining had never done any heavy work and her arms had little strength, but she still insisted on giving it a try.

She pursed her lips, gathered her strength, and tremblingly managed to pull the bow. Before it was fully drawn, she quickly let go and shook her hands.

Xiao Yan put his hands behind his back and said, "If you want to shoot arrows, you must first draw the bow. Princess, your arm strength is not good enough, so I can't teach you."

He was about to leave when he finished speaking, but Xining quickly stood in front of him and begged him.

"Oh... just teach me. I can learn if I don't know."

Seeing her aggrieved look, Xiao Yan thought for a moment, "Does the princess really want to learn?"

"I want to learn, even in my dreams." Xining nodded repeatedly.

"Alright then." Xiao Yan walked past Xining and went to a nearby place to pick up two small sandbags. "Princess, take these."

"Huh?" Xining put down his bow with a puzzled look on his face, took the sandbag and held it in his hand. "What are you going to do with this?"

"Okay." Xiao Yan pointed with his hands behind his back, "Now, Princess, please open your legs, bend your legs, and raise your arms straight."

Xining picked up the sandbag and did as he was told. Xiao Yan said, "Very good. Maintain this position for an incense stick of time."

"What?" Xining said in surprise, as if he suddenly came to his senses. "You want me to do horse stance training? I don't want to..."

"The princess is delicate and has never handled weapons before. Drawing a bow and shooting arrows can easily injure her hands. If she wants to wield them flexibly, she needs to start with physical training. Lifting a sandbag and doing a horse stance is the foundation, and it's easy for the princess to learn. As long as she practices for a sufficient amount of time every day, her arms will naturally become strong."

As he spoke, he took out his bow and shot an arrow at the target, and the arrow head stuck firmly in the center of the bull's eye.

Xining took a look from a distance and was stunned.

He took the bow and shot the arrow. His movements were smooth and casual, and he hit the center of the bull's eye with ease.

"Did you see it clearly, Princess?" Xiao Yan said.

"Without strength, you can't draw the bow, let alone hit the target. Build up your arm strength first, and I'll teach you later."

No matter how small the sandbag was, it weighed at least ten kilograms. It was really difficult for a delicate young lady like Xining to hold up two sandbags of twenty kilograms while doing horse stance.

In less than half a cup of tea, her arms began to tremble, her legs became sore, and she slowly fell down.

Xiao Yan broke an arrow, acted like a teacher, flicked Xining's arm, and patted her on the back.

"Keep your arms and back straight, and hold your body steady."

Among those who competed in archery, after several rounds, Chen Yun won, while Chen Jing and Chen Qi were tied.

Chen Qi was not convinced, so he threw down his bow and said, "This is boring, let's try something else."

Chen Yun said he would not come this time no matter what and immediately waved his hand.

"I'm leaving now. If you want to compete, you two can compete."

After Chen Yun left, Chen Jing saw that Chen Qi was unwilling to accept the defeat, so he decided to stay with him until the end.

"What do you want to compare to?"

"Let's just have a simple martial arts exchange."

On the fighting stage, Chen Qi, with his bare hands, threw several punches at Chen Jing against the wind.

The punch was fast, accurate and fierce, and the wind from the fist swept past Chen Jing's cheek and ear.

He waved his hands left and right to block, and after a few rounds of fighting, he suddenly turned over and spun around, kicking Chen Qi to the ground and making him roll.

Chen Qi just stood up when the powerful fist came towards him, just two inches away from his face.

He quickly leaned back and took the second attack, his wrist hurting from the shock.

I couldn't help but sigh: "When did Chen Jing's arm strength recover?"

His thoughts wandered and he was distracted for a moment, and the fist instantly reached Chen Qi's cheek.

Chen Jing's punch was so powerful that blood immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth. He lost his balance and fell to the side, almost knocking over the weapon rack.

After being punched several times in a row, Chen Qi felt a little overwhelmed.

As for Chen Jing, perhaps wanting to take revenge, he took advantage of the fact that Chen Qi was still lying on the weapon rack and had not gotten up yet, and strode over to grab him.

Just as he stretched out his hand, Chen Qi suddenly turned around and the shining blade swept over without warning.

The incident happened suddenly and so close that Chen Jing had no time to react.

The blade swept directly across the arm, creating a cut that immediately caused blood to flow and a burning pain.

He covered his arm and scolded, "We agreed to fight with bare hands, but you attacked with a knife."

Chen Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his backhand, put the knife back into the knife holder, and said disapprovingly.

"It happened suddenly, and I didn't do it on purpose."

"You know whether you did it on purpose or not." Chen Jing glared at him.

"What do I know?" Chen Qi also angrily said: "You hit me so hard, wasn't it intentional?"

"Then I didn't use any weapons to attack you." Chen Jing said, "I really forgot. If you can't win, then you attack me secretly. That's your usual style."

"What did you say?" Chen Qi stared at him. "When did I plot against you? As long as you can produce evidence, I will admit it. If you can't, it's just slander."

"you……"

Xiao Yan saw it from a distance, left the princess and ran over without saying anything. He pulled Chen Jing away and glanced at Chen Qi.

"Your Highness is injured. Hurry back and bandage him. That's all for today."

The weather suddenly turned cold, and a heater was placed in the Prince's Mansion.

Chen Jing sat on the small couch at the side, suddenly slammed the small table and said angrily.

"This Chen Qi is so despicable."

Xiao Yan poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I've known for a while that he's despicable. Why get angry?"

Chen Jing glanced sideways and saw him leisurely drinking tea, so he asked, "Where's mine? You're drinking it."

"You didn't say you wanted to drink." Xiao Yan poured him tea. "Do you want me to serve you some, Your Highness?"

"How dare I trouble Marquis Dingbei to personally serve me tea?"

Chen Jing picked up the teacup and drank it all, thinking about the memorials that had been rejected in the past few days.

"Tell me, who does the Emperor favor for the position of Ningdong Army? Everyone who was recommended has been suppressed. I don't even know who else is suitable."

Xiao Yan said, "It should be said that the Emperor would not accept anyone recommended by Your Highness and Prince Zhao, but he couldn't think of any suitable candidates other than you two."

Chen Jing was puzzled. "I'm already the crown prince. If I succeed to the throne smoothly in the future, I'll be the emperor. What does the person I nominate have to do with me?"

Xiao Yan: "His Highness also said that you are only the Crown Prince now, not the Emperor. Don't forget that the military power of the Daning Dynasty belongs to the direct jurisdiction of the Emperor, not the princes, let alone any ministers."

"Anyone who nominates someone other than the Emperor himself has ulterior motives when it comes to selecting the right person for military power."