Gou was a member of the imperial family in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 391 Contest
Zhu Shenzhui had already come to a conclusion in his mind as to how long the bilateral trade between the Tengger tribe and the Ming Dynasty could last. This conclusion came from news from the capital.

The news that Zhang Xijun had conveyed not long ago reached Zhu Shenzhui. After reading Zhang Xijun's report, Zhu Shenzhui couldn't help but sigh at the power of historical inertia.

Emperor Tianqi suddenly fell ill. In early summer, he fell into the water in Xiyuan. Soon after falling into the water, he fell ill. The illness was intermittent, and the emperor, who had been in good health, turned into a sickly person.

The coincidences in history are somewhat incomprehensible. The famous Emperor Wuzong also fell into the water and became ill, and eventually died without leaving any offspring. Now the Emperor Tianqi also fell into the water and became ill, which made Zhu Shenzhu speechless. More importantly, he felt a strong conspiracy in Zhang Xijun's news. Although it is impossible to confirm whether the Emperor Tianqi's illness is related to falling into the water, there are many overlaps in the two same events. If it is just a coincidence, it is too outrageous.

Moreover, in history, Emperor Tianqi suffered the same fate as Emperor Wuzong because he fell into the water and became ill. Judging from the time, Emperor Tianqi might not live long. Once Emperor Tianqi passed away, Wei Zhongxian, who was now in power, would also fall. Once Wei Zhongxian fell, leaving aside other things, the trade between the Tengger tribe and the Ming Dynasty would certainly not be able to continue.

Zhu Shenzhui may not have much time left. Looking at the grassland in front of him, the Tengger tribe where he was located was a thriving scene, but he knew that the real chaos was coming. Although Zhu Shenzhui had made so many preparations, when he felt the chaos coming, his heart was still restless.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Shenzhui withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Wang Hai who was standing behind him.

"Have someone prepare. I will leave for Ming the day after tomorrow."

"I understand, master." Wang Hai agreed without asking any more questions.

Zhu Shenzui strode down the hill and headed towards the big tent, and returned to the tent after a while.

The next day, Zhu Shenzhu said goodbye to Tana and the children and returned to Daming with a few people. Although Zhou Anmin was no longer in charge of bilateral trade, because Hengtong still played a role in trade, it was still very convenient for Zhu Shenzhu and his party to travel between the grassland and Daming, and they returned to Daming smoothly under the banner of Hengtong.

This time when Zhu Shenzhu returned to Ming Dynasty, he did not go back to Pingyang directly, but went to Pingshun.

Naturally, the purpose of going to Pingshun was to visit my uncle Wang Rong and cousin Wang Jinwu.

Wang Jinwu got married last year. Not long ago, his wife Sun gave birth to a son. When the child was born, Zhu Shenzui was in the grassland. Although he learned the news of the child's birth, he did not have time to congratulate him immediately. Only Xu Jingqiu sent a gift at home. As for what the child looked like, he had never seen it.

After getting married, Wang Jinwu became much calmer than before, perhaps this is the growth of a man. However, in his heart, he still wanted to go to the grassland again. He always felt that he didn't have as much fun as he did on the grassland during these days in Daming. However, the ties at home made Wang Jinwu realize that he was no longer the carefree boy he used to be. Now he has a family and his own children. He can't do whatever he wants without restraint, so even if he wants to, he can only hold it back.

The birth of the child made Wang Jinwu extremely happy. As a new father, Wang Jinwu couldn't stop smiling when looking at his newborn son. Wang Jinwu was also very satisfied with his wife, Sun. Although Wang Jinwu had never seen Sun before marriage, and the two parties got married only because of a matchmaker, the couple lived in harmony and had a happy marriage after marriage.

The married Wang Jinwu did not live with Wang Rong. His house was located not far from the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion. Although it was not as big as the Commander-in-Chief's Mansion, it was not small either. What's more, Wang Jinwu himself held the actual position of a centurion, and he had no shortage of money.

In the backyard of the house, Wang Jinwu specially built a martial arts arena, where he would practice martial arts every day. Sometimes he would ride the horse he brought back from the grassland out of the city for a few laps, and hunt as well, to vent his overly vigorous spirit.

On this day, Wang Jinwu was practicing martial arts in the martial arts field as usual, but what was different from usual was that he was not alone today, there was someone besides Wang Jinwu practicing with him.

Wang Jinwu was dancing with a white spear in his hand. The spear head had been removed and was instead wrapped in white cloth covered with lime.

The man who was sparring with him looked older than Wang Jinwu, with a short beard and about thirty years old. Although not as sturdy as Wang Jinwu, he was not much different. He held the same white spear in his hand as Wang Jinwu. The two were fighting fiercely, and on the other side of the corridor not far from them, a young woman was sitting there holding a baby in her arms, watching with a smile.

The two men's spear skills are completely different. Wang Jinwu's spear skills are inherited from his family, but because of Zhu Shenzui, his spear skills have fewer fancy moves and are more refined and simple. He only uses a few moves back and forth, and his moves are fierce and vicious, and the speed is astonishingly fast.

It was obvious that the man's spear skills were taught by everyone. There was a sense of grandeur in his moves. Although not as direct as Wang Jinwu's, it also achieved the point of simplification. Moreover, he was very strong. When he exchanged two spears with Wang Jinwu, he was not at all inferior. In addition, with his flexible footwork, although Wang Jinwu's spear skills were better, the man was still able to fight him on equal terms and did not look defeated for a while.

After more than a dozen moves, when the opponent just changed his moves after a gun, Wang Jinwu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the white spear in his hand was like lightning, first stabbing and stabbing, and then rushing directly to the opponent's chest with an indomitable momentum. The man was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly waved the spear to block Wang Jinwu's attack, but he didn't expect that Wang Jinwu's stabbing was hard to distinguish between the real and the fake. After blocking the first wave, the next wave was blocked in vain. Wang Jinwu quickly changed his moves and the gun head came towards him. The man hurriedly wanted to change his moves, but it was too late. He had no choice but to step back quickly, trying to avoid the gun head coming from the front.

But how fast was Wang Jinwu? How could he let the other party escape easily? At that moment, Wang Jinwu became one with his gun and shouted, "Watch this!"

In a flash, the tip of Wang Jinwu's gun reached the man's chest. Although he retracted his force at the end, it still hit the man's chest heavily. The man screamed and took several steps back before he finally stood firm.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wang Jinwu dropped the gun in his hand and hurried forward to check.

The man covered his chest with one hand and held the gun with the other. His face showed a slight pain. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, "You are really good. This shot came unexpectedly and almost killed me. If I hadn't been prepared, I would have fallen to the ground."

As he spoke, the man took out a breastplate from his arms. There was an obvious dent on the breastplate. After taking a look at it, the man threw the breastplate aside with a smile and curse, while rubbing the part that was pierced by the gun with one hand.

Wang Jinwu apologized hurriedly with regret on his face, but the man did not blame Wang Jinwu at all. Although he lost the gun fight, he praised Wang Jinwu's martial arts, especially Wang Jinwu's gun skills, which opened his eyes. He had never thought that a gun could be used in this way. Although Wang Jinwu did not have many moves, each move was not simple. There were no fancy and dragging movements in his changes of moves, and they were fast and fierce. In addition, this guy had an indomitable momentum when he held the gun. If it were not for his superb martial arts, he would probably have been defeated in just a few moves.

He originally thought that he could compete with Wang Jinwu with his experience and footwork, but he didn't expect to lose in this way. Before the competition, Wang Jinwu suggested wearing protective gear, but the man didn't think so at the time. Now he understands that if he hadn't worn protective gear, his ribs would have been broken by Wang Jinwu.

When Wang Jinwu's gun hit the man's chest, the woman who had been watching them fight with a smile almost cried out in surprise. When the man rubbed his chest and his face returned to normal, the woman breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"Haha, it's okay, nothing happened. I lost the spear contest, but it's different from the others. Jinwu, how about we compete in archery?"

The man asked Wang Jinwu with a smile. This was the first time he had been defeated by someone else in all these years. Although they were all family members, he still felt a little unwilling to accept losing in the gun fight. His gun skills were not as good as Wang Jinwu's. Could it be that he could not compare with Wang Jinwu in archery as well?

"This..." Wang Jinwu hesitated for a moment. He looked towards his wife. The shot just now almost injured his brother-in-law. Fortunately, he remembered what Zhu Shenzhui warned him before the competition, that he must wear protective gear no matter what, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life if he failed.

"Why are you looking at me? If big brother says we should compete, then let's compete. But you'd better be careful. My big brother's archery skills are much better than his spear skills. You must not lose." Sun said to her husband with a smile and specially reminded him. After hearing his wife's reminder, Wang Jinwu immediately became interested and nodded in agreement.

Then, Wang Jinwu went to get a few bows for the man to choose from. The man went forward to take a look and found that the bows Wang Jinwu brought were all good bows and were well maintained. The man was not surprised by this. After all, the Wang family was a military household, Wang Rong was a commander, and Wang Jinwu was also a centurion, so it was natural for the family to have good bows.

The man picked up a pair of strings and installed them skillfully, then drew the bow to test the strength and nodded with satisfaction.

Since this is a martial arts training ground, targets are ready-made, but due to space constraints, we cannot stand too far away, so we stand at a distance of sixty steps.

Holding a quiver of arrows, the man stood still and took a look at the target. Then he stretched out his hand to the quiver, and an arrow was put on the string. Without hesitation, he drew the bow and shot. With a buzzing sound, the arrow flew out of the string and flew quickly towards the target, and in a blink of an eye it hit the red heart in the middle.

"Good!" Wang Jinwu praised. He didn't expect that his brother-in-law was so good at archery. No wonder he was so confident just now.

Even though this arrow was shot easily, it was not simple in the eyes of an expert like Wang Jinwu. Without more than ten years of hard practice, it was impossible to shoot such an arrow. What's more important was that after shooting the arrow, the man didn't even look at the target. His hands kept moving, and he continued to put arrows on the string and shoot again. He shot six arrows in a row, and every arrow hit the bull's eye.

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