We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Li Che watched the arrow fly higher and higher, like a wild horse running away from its reins, straight into the sky and disappearing.

He glanced at Hu Qiang helplessly and said, "Shoot another arrow, aim a little tighter this time."

Li Che did not give up. He thought it would be a waste if Hu Qiang's arm strength was not trained to be an archer.

Perhaps it was because Hu Qiang had just drawn the bow first and then loaded the arrow, so he lost his aim and the arrow flew into the sky.

This time, having learned his lesson, Hu Qiang drew his bow and arrow steadily with the help of Wang Sanchun.

"Shoot more accurately." Li Che couldn't help but remind.

Hu Qiang nodded, trying hard to control the bow from shaking, and slightly narrowed his left eye.

Shoot out the bow and arrow!

The arrow shot out again. This time it did not fly into the sky, but it also did not fly straight forward. Instead, it flew to the side.

Li Che suddenly had a bad feeling.

The arrow flew in a strange arc, bypassing the targets and flying out of the training ground.

"Ow!"

A miserable howl was heard.

There was a dead silence in the training ground. When everyone looked over at the noise, they saw a passing Kunlun slave lying on the ground with an arrow with trembling tail feathers stuck in his butt!

After a brief silence, Li Che was the first to react:

"Hurry, hurry and save him! Where's Hua Chang'an?!"

A few soldiers with good eyesight ran out of the training ground like the wind and dragged Hua Chang'an over.

Hua Changan quickly checked the injury and said, "Luckily, Kunlun Slave is strong and healthy. The arrow did not hit any vital parts, so his life is safe."

Wang Sanchun squatted beside him, exclaiming in amazement: "Look how much pain this child is in, his face is black from the pain."

Kunlun Slave:???

Hu Qiang stood there at a loss, like a child who had made a mistake.

Seeing this, Li Che had no choice but to say comfortingly:

"Never mind, you don't need to force yourself to learn the art of archery. When the opportunity arises, I'll make you a few short spears that you can throw to kill enemies."

Hu Qiang's archery talent was so incredible that Li Che was afraid that one day when he was shooting in the battle formation, the arrow would turn and hit the back of his head...

It would be better to learn from Dian Wei. With his brute strength, even ordinary throwing weapons can exert considerable power.

Hu Qiang retreated in disappointment, and other criminals began to take turns to try out the bows.

Li Che observed carefully from the side and selected good seedlings suitable to become archers in this way.

And on a small hill far away from the camp.

Chang Ningxue squatted beside the fire, holding a dry branch in her hand, fiddling with the bonfire in front of her, making it jump continuously.

"Damn Li Che, after running for so many days, doesn't the army need supplies?"

After Li Che set out, she followed the army from a distance with a few attendants.

We had to sleep in the open air all the way and the dry food we brought with us had long been used up.

But unexpectedly, Li Che had no intention of stopping to resupply, and was only focused on getting on with his journey every day.

Since yesterday, Chang Ningxue has not eaten anything for a day and a night.

Gollum-

Her stomach growled, and Chang Ningxue gently stroked her flat belly and sighed softly.

"Miss, we hunted a pheasant today. Please eat some first."

A woman in black brought a bowl of steaming chicken soup and gently handed it to Chang Ningxue.

Chang Ningxue looked at the bowl of chicken soup with oil floating on it and swallowed silently.

Although she was extremely hungry, she still asked, "Have you all eaten?"

"Don't worry, miss. We ate some wild fruits before and were not hungry." The woman in black replied respectfully.

Chang Ningxue nodded and was just about to reach out to take the chicken soup.

But then a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard from the sky, and a feather arrow wrapped in a sharp gust of wind fell from the sky!

With a crisp sound of "pop", the ceramic bowl that had just been obtained shattered, and the soup in the bowl splashed everywhere.

Chang Ningxue held the two fragments in her hands, her expression completely dull.

Seeing this, several women in black drew their swords, protected Chang Ningxue behind them, and looked around vigilantly.

However, apart from the whistling mountain wind, there was silence all around, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

After a moment, Chang Ningxue, who was squatting on the ground, burst into tears.

"Wow wow wow! Chicken soup...my chicken soup!!!"

. . . . . .

"Your Majesty, the chicken soup is here."

Huang Jin brought a bowl of chicken soup and gently placed it on Emperor Qing's desk.

Emperor Qing put down the memorial in his hand, glanced at it, and his expression was somewhat unsettled: "Why did you release so many Liao ginseng?"

Huang Jin smiled wryly and said, "Your Majesty has worked hard, and this servant wanted to help you replenish your body."

Emperor Qing was too lazy to scold the old man and said casually, "Don't be so wasteful next time."

"Hey, hey, hey, I understand." Huang Jin nodded repeatedly.

Emperor Qing picked up the chicken soup, took a sip, and then focused his attention on the memorial again.

"Tax collection in various places this year is still unsatisfactory."

Emperor Qing sighed and found this bowl of chicken soup even harder to swallow.

Huang Jin observed the emperor's expression from the side, and when he saw that Emperor Qing's expression had eased a little, he spoke up to remind him:

"Your Majesty, Minister Wang, Minister Qin, and others have been waiting outside the palace for an hour."

Emperor Qing then put down the memorial and said expressionlessly, "Are you here again for Sixth Brother's matter?"

"This slave doesn't know."

"Let them in." Emperor Qing raised his head with cold eyes.

"According to the order."

Soon, Huang Jin led two middle-aged scholars wearing round-necked robes into the Yangxin Palace.

As soon as they saw the figure behind the imperial desk, they knelt down and bowed deeply:

"Your Majesty, this is Wang Yongnian."

"Your Majesty, Qin will meet you."

"See my emperor."

Emperor Qing raised his head and asked, "Why are you performing such a grand ceremony?"

Kneeling is not popular in Daqing. Except for large-scale sacrificial activities, officials only need to bow when meeting the emperor.

After the two exchanged glances, Wang Yongnian leaped forward a few times, and the next second he choked out a sob:

"Your Majesty, I have been wronged. Please help me!"

"What grievance have you suffered?"

"Your Majesty, I am innocent! My family lives in Yecheng. A few days ago, the Prince of Ninggu passed by on his way to his fiefdom. Without explanation, he destroyed my family's business, killed dozens of my servants, and beat my nephew Wang Bingyi severely."

"Later, he ordered the local prefect to have my nephew imprisoned, where he died from his injuries."

"I have no connection with the prince, so why should I suffer such misfortune?"

After saying this, Wang Yongnian was speechless and could not utter a word for a while. He could only kneel on the ground and sob.

Qin Huizhi, who was standing by, saw this and quickly added:

"Your Majesty, my son has been appointed magistrate of Yecheng. That day, he tried to stop me, but the Prince of Ninggu, without any reason, knocked out all of my son's teeth and imprisoned him."

"As a parent official, I have fulfilled my duties conscientiously. What crime have I committed?"

After saying this, the two of them knelt down and bowed again, shouting in unison:

"Your Majesty is wise and wise. Please make the decision for us."

Emperor Qing raised his eyelids, his expression expressionless, "How do you want me to deal with the Prince of Ninggu?"

Wang Yongnian raised his head and said indignantly, "The Prince of Ninggu has acted recklessly and disregarded the laws of the court. Your Majesty, please strip him of his title and bring him back to the capital for trial!"