Zhu Changluo said with appreciation: OK, it’s true that the tiger father has no dog son. Then he said to the deputy general: Take him to pick a handy bow first.

The deputy general took the order and left.

Zhang Zhiji was already familiar with the Beijing camp and could not be familiar with it anymore. He didn't need the general to lead the way. He was familiar with the road and arrived at the armory. He picked up a mulberry wood black paint bow and carried an arrow on his back.

Zhang Zhiji has always been proud of being able to win two stone bows, but he has learned a lesson since he failed to compete in archery with Gao Sheng at Sihai Manor that time. The target of Shenji Camp was also thirty feet long, so Zhang Zhiji chose a stone mulberry black paint bow, and the one that suits him is the best.

When Zhu Changluo saw Zhang Zhiji walking with a bow and an arrow on his back, he said to Zhang Weixian: Let's start.

Zhang Weixian shouted into the distance: Turn on—target.

As soon as the words were finished, the straw covered by twenty targets thirty feet away opposite everyone was unveiled at the same time.

The next assessment will be the matter of that deputy general.

Zhang Zhiji was placed at the first target position, and the assessment rule was to count ten arrows per person, and scored by rings.

After the twenty people preparing for the assessment were ready, the deputy general of the Shenji Camp yelled: Start.

After hearing the order, twenty people fired their bows and arrows at the same time, aimed at the target, and then shot out one arrow.

Zhang Zhiji was very confident in his archery skills. After shooting an arrow, he immediately took out the second arrow from the box behind him, and shot it out again with the arrow, and completed it in one go.

Zhang Zhiji kept shooting eight arrows like this, without any pause in the middle.

Until the ninth arrow, Zhang Zhiji aimed for a long time, saying that it was a long time, but in fact it was just a little longer than before. Zhang Zhiji closed his eyes and took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and then shot out an arrow.

The deputy general of the Shenji Camp was next to Zhang Zhiji. He had been paying attention to Zhang Zhiji's number of targets. The eight arrows in front were all hitting the bull's eye, which made the deputy general look very high at Zhang Zhiji.

However, when Zhang Zhiji shot the ninth arrow, the general said in his heart that it was a pity, because as a general who had been using bows for many years, he could see whether the force of the arrow was right at the moment when the arrow was off the string, and Zhang Zhiji's arrow was obviously smaller.

But before the general could finish his feelings, Zhang Zhiji took another feather arrow at an extremely fast speed and shot out at an extremely fast speed.

This is exactly the Double Star Moon Arrow Technique that Zhang Zhiji had practiced for a long time after losing to Gao Sheng.

After Zhang Zhiji shot out the last arrow, he felt relieved. He didn't have to look at it, and he knew that the second arrow split the previous arrow into two from the tail feather of the previous arrow, and then the two arrows hit the bull's eye at the same time.

Among the twenty people, Zhang Zhiji was the first to shoot. He put down the bow and arrow box in his hand, stood there waiting for everyone to finish the target, and even if he didn't need to report the target, he knew that he was in one hundred circles, and there were two stars in one shot to catch the moon, but he still stood there honestly, because at this time a large group of people behind him looked at him, and he could not be too rude to behave.

Just after Zhang Zhiji put down the arrow box and stood still, the deputy general applauded Zhang Zhiji and said: It turns out that he is a young man. In the entire Beijing camp, except me, I am afraid no one can match your archery skills.

Zhang Zhiji said lightly: Thank you for the praise, it’s ridiculous.

The deputy general just smiled and said: If this is a ridiculous praise, I am afraid that no one in the world can afford real praise.

Zhang Zhiji did not respond anymore, but just smiled kindly. Since losing to Gao Sheng, he realized that in archery, there is really someone outside of people and there is a heaven beyond the sky.

After all the ten arrows of all the soldiers who were assessed were shot, the soldiers who reported the target reported the number of rings of each target to the deputy general of the Shenji Battalion. The deputy general came to Zhu Changluo and Zhang Weixian and said loudly: Your Highness, the governor, the No. 2 target position has all been completed. The No. 1 target position has all been completed, the No. 1 target position has all been completed, the No. 2 target position has eighty-six ring, the No. 3 target position has seventy-four ring, the No. 4 target position has ninety-eight ring, and the No. 5 target position has only one target position has all been completed.

Zhang Weixian was very happy to see his son so outstanding, but he was not willing to boast about himself. Zhu Changluo around him didn't have so many concerns. He reached out and patted Zhang Zhiji on the shoulder and said with appreciation: Ziyu is a young hero, and he is really not inferior to the Duke back then.

Zhang Zhiji said excitedly: Thank you for your praise.

Zhu Changluo said: Ziyu and the soldiers competed for the first place. I am very pleased that I cannot let Ziyu lose his reputation. Next, for the assessment of this firearm, let Ziyu take the lead in the first shot.

Zhu Changluo's words made Zhang Zhiji stunned. If Zhang Zhiji had been happy for this a few days ago, he would have obtained the power to fire the first shot without fighting for it. However, at this time he had another problem and said: Your Highness, you should have been grateful for the honor of Ziyu, but now I hope your highness can take back his life. A few days ago, Ziyu caused a lot of trouble for practicing cannons, and was also beaten fifty military sticks and was removed from his post as a captain. His injuries have not yet healed, so Ziyu dared not fire rashly.

Just as Zhu Changluo and Zhang Zhiji were talking, Fang Congzhe, who was standing by, suddenly felt a palpitation, but the feeling was not like any physical problems, and it seemed more like uneasiness. He asked to Qin Wenshi, the Minister of War, and Xu Guangqi, the Left Minister of Personnel, next to him: Do you hear any sounds?

The two of them were puzzled by what Fang Congzhe meant. Xu Guangqi shook his head and Qin Wenshi said: Apart from Your Highness speaking again, how could there be any sound?

Fang Congzhe felt even more uneasy at this time and said: Did you hear someone calling for help?

Xu Guangqi said: I haven’t heard that, I watched the old master’s face turned pale, but I was in a state of health. Do I need me to tell Your Highness that I will let the old master go down and rest first?

Fang Congzhe listened carefully for a while, and found that the sound of crying for help was gone. His heart calmed down a little. The only uneasiness was suppressed by him. He shook his head and said: Xie Xu's kindness. Maybe I am old and have some auditory hallucinations. Now it's much better, and the assessment is almost over. I will hold on for a while.

Zhu Changluo, who had seen Zhang Zhiji's seriousness and was still injured, did not force himself and said: How is the injury now?

Zhang Zhiji said respectfully: Thank you Your Highness for your concern, it is no big deal. But there is another thing that your Highness can agree. Ziyu, the leader of this cannon, hopes to hand it over to Lord Fang. Ziyu heard about the incident of Generals and Ministers in the morning. Now there is a lot of controversy in the Beijing camp. It is said that I, the generals and ministers of the Ming Dynasty, are in awe of fear. Ziyu hopes to transfer this reward to Lord Fang, and it can also break the rumors of the disagreement between generals and ministers.

Zhu Changluo thought about it, and his arbitrary behavior in the morning was also mentioned. He must have realized it. After all, the Ming Dynasty cabinet still needs Fang Congzhe to support him. Zhu Changluo did not want to make the relationship too stiff, so he simply agreed: It is really rare for Ziyu to have such a mind at such an age. It is said that the prime minister can hold a boat in his stomach. It seems that Ziyu must be a general and prime minister in the future. This matter is based on what Ziyu said. However, if you should reward me, you still have to be a reward. Aren’t you dismissed from the position of lieutenant? Zhu Changluo said and turned to Zhang Weixian and said: Governor Zhang, with Ziyu’s archery skills, it should not be too much to do a master in Shenji Camp?

Zhang Zhiji was already very regretful that he was dismissed. He didn't expect that he would be promoted to the position of the president today. He couldn't help but feel happy. Zhang Weixian, who was standing beside him, was also very happy. The depression of resigning from his previous job was wiped out.

Zhang Weixian and his son quickly saluted and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhu Changluo raised his hands and said: No gifts, these are all the rewards that Ziyu won by himself. Then he said to the deputy general of the Shenji Camp beside him: You can do this today. Ziyu is injured and doesn’t need to click on the daily basis. Just guide the archery technique of the crossbow camp when you have time.

The deputy general of the Shenji Camp had already developed a love for talent after seeing Zhang Zhiji's archery technique. Moreover, this person was the prince of the governor. The deputy general quickly took the order and said: Yes, Your Highness, I will make arrangements immediately.

Zhu Changluo nodded, then called to Fang Congzhe.

Fang Congzhe was uneasy and had never noticed what Zhu Changluo and the others were saying. He didn't even hear Zhu Changluo calling him. Qin Wenshi, who was beside him, quickly pushed him with his elbow and said: Master Ge, Master Ge, Your Highness is calling you.

Fang Congzhe then raised his head and looked at Zhu Changluo with a confused look on his face. Seeing Zhu Changluo waved to him with a smile, he hurried forward and said, "Your Highness, forgive me, the old minister was distracted for a while, and did not hear Your Highness greeting."

Zhu Changluo said distractedly: It's okay, Tzuyu's archery skills took the lead, I wanted to reward him with the first prize of this cannon, but because rumors of disagreement between the generals and ministers in the morning were everywhere. In order to break the rumors, this child hoped that the honor of this cannon would be ignited by Lord Fang. I wonder what Lord Fang wanted to do?

When Fang Shihong heard Zhu Changluo's words, he thought that this kid was not so kind. Even if he had it, the British man would not be so generous in his ability to do something to surround our house. So he quickly refused: The old minister thanked the young master for his kindness. The old minister was really out of public aspirations. There was no such thing as a disagreement between generals and ministers. Moreover, the old minister was dizzy and had never had a cannon, so he really couldn't fire the cannon. Please don't give in to the honor of this cannon.

Zhang Zhiji did not expect Fang Congzhe to refuse, so he quickly advised: "Don't worry, this cannon is not difficult. There will be someone to help the cannon adjust everything before. The cannon only needs to ignite the cannon twist."

Zhang Weixian, who was standing beside him, also stepped forward to pull Fang Congzhe and said: There is no discord between the old minister and Lord Fang, it is just a boring person who is gossiping. Please don’t refuse this shot, which just broke the rumors of those people.

Fang Congzhe saw that the two of them were sincere and did not believe that the father and son had such a great measure, but even if they were false, they would not suffer any loss to him. Moreover, if they refused to accept it, they would lose the face of the prince. So he bowed and said: Since this is the case, if I refuse, I will seem ignorant of the times, and then I will be ashamed of it.

Zhang Weixian smiled and said: Just like this, please ask Your Highness and all the masters to move the artillery camp. After that, he led the way first.

When we arrived at the artillery camp, a row of twenty red cannons had been neatly arranged there. At this time, the twenty cannons had all loaded ammunition, and two soldiers stood beside each cannon to replace ammunition and clean the barrel.

At this time, Zhang Zhiji, the person in charge of the artillery battalion, and Zhu Youjian, had all seen each other. It was the sentry officer under Shi Fuxing, Shi Ba's general, Wang Yu, who was known as Wang Datou, because Shi Fuxing was arrested, Wang Yu was promoted to win the position of Shi Fuxing.

Zhang Zhiji looked at the target of the cannon, and there was a flag about five meters away from the cannon. I thought that it was the target of this artillery assessment.
Chapter completed!