Wu Haogu followed Ma Zhi again and walked in the stretch of Xiangshan Mountain for a few days. Just when noon was approaching, they passed through a sparse forest and then saw a small fortress appearing in a valley.

There was an open land in front of the fortress, and a stream was winding by. To the east of the stream, twenty or thirty young men in narrow-sleeved uniforms were standing in a straight line, everyone was carrying a long step bow in their hands and a quiver full of feathered arrows on their waists.

Right in front of these teenagers, near the stream, stood a man with a bearded face, about six or seventy feet tall, wearing a wide-sleeved Confucian shirt, wearing a Dongpo towel on his head, holding a long bow in one hand, pulling the bowstring with the other hand and placing a feather arrow. The bow was very full, and then there was a light sound of collapse. The feather arrows left the string and shot towards the opposite bank of the stream like a meteor, about seventy or eighty steps away, hitting the bull's eye of one of the targets.

Wu Haogu pulled the reins and watched the horse. When he saw the arrow hit the bull's eye, he was about to applaud when another bowstring sound came. It turned out that this strong man in the Confucian uniform had shot the second arrow, followed by the third arrow, the fourth arrow, the fifth arrow... It was a continuous shooting! Twenty-seven arrows were shot in a row, and the arrows hit the bull's eye!

"good!"

Someone applauded in Wu Haogu's ears. When he turned around, he saw that the man was the coach Lin Chonglin who followed him all the way.

It is conceivable that Lin Chong can applaud that this person's archery skills are so high.

The strong man had already seen someone coming, and now he heard applause again, so he put away his longbow and shouted in a bright voice: "Will that person who applauds, may he ejaculate?"

"Can I shoot!" Lin Chong replied, riding his horse forward, and then jumped off the horse's back before jumping off the horse's back. Then he took out the step bow and arrow pouch he carried with him.

"Okay, shoot a few arrows and see."

"OK!"

Lin Chong, who seemed a little depressed during this period, was so excited that he raised his bow and arrow, put on his body, and began to shoot continuously. He also shot wildly, shooting twenty-five arrows, and the arrows hit the bull's eye!

Wu Haogu, Ma Zhi and Ximen Qing had already got off the horse at this time and walked over with the horse. Wu Haogu saw Lin Chong put away his archery posture and muttered in a low voice: "Why are there only twenty-five arrows..."

Lin Chong did not react after hearing this - he was a very obedient subordinate. Wu Haogu is now a ninth-rank military officer in the Song Dynasty, and is also Lin Chong's boss (Lin Chong is carrying out the tolerance). Naturally, it can be said that his fault is not the case. Even if he points at the nose and curses, he will have to bear it.

However, the strong man in Confucian uniform was annoyed for no reason: "Well, that boy, how can you speak here? If you want to speak, shoot twenty arrows first!"

Twenty arrows?

Wu Haogu can't even shoot an arrow!

Looking at the fierce Confucian man with a vicious and evil spirit, Wu Haogu subconsciously took a few steps back, and he was also wondering: This... could not be the legendary Confucian Mr. Murong?

Judging from his Confucian uniform, he should be a Confucian, and he is really big, why isn’t he a great Confucian?

If such a scholar goes to Kaifeng Prefecture, he can beat all scholars at least in terms of archery. Even Chen Zhuangyuan, who was ridiculed by the oil seller, is still alive and most likely he can't shoot twenty-seven consecutive arrows - in fact, archery is definitely the beginning.

Then you have to shoot far, quickly, and much more!

Among all the warriors Wu Haogu knew, Lin Chong and Lu Qian could shoot twenty-five arrows, while this great scholar from the North could shoot twenty-seven arrows... Maybe more!

"Well, that boy, who is your husband?" The great scholar of the North shouted angrily, "Why don't you say anything?"

"In the West of Ximen Qing." Wu Haogu reported his pseudonym - he sent Bei in the name of Pan Xiaoyi, but he could not use this name to wander around Yanyun. Of course, he could not say that he was Wu Haogu. What if anyone knew this name?

So he gave himself the name "Ximen Qing".

"People from the Ximen family?"

“That’s right.”

Daru patted his chest, "Since he is from the Ximen family, why don't he kowtow when he sees a certain family?"

Kowtow? Wu Haogu was stunned. I didn’t kowtow when I saw the emperor. What’s your great scholar? Isn’t it just know how to shoot arrows? What’s so amazing... I still have money! He is very rich!

Wu Haogu did not kneel down and even glared at Daru.

The great scholar was about to get angry, but Ximen Qing had already stepped forward and bowed: "I am Ximen Qing to pay homage to the young master."

Young Master? Ximen Qing called him Young Master?

Wu Haogu looked at the great scholar, then pulled Ximen Qing over, "Isn't he Mr. Murong? Also, why do you call him Young Master?"

Ximen Qing showed a little horror and whispered: "Dalang, he is the young master of the Zhao family in Zhenzhou..."

"Isn't it just Mr. Zhao Wei's family..."

Duke Wei of Zhao was Zhao Zan. He was named Duke Wei in the Song Dynasty and founded a general. Kaifengzi called him Duke Wei of Zhao. Wu Haogu knew several young masters from their family, all of whom were wine friends who were shoulder to shoulder.

"Why is it Zhao Wei Gong's family?" The Daru, who was surnamed Zhao, was also a little confused. "It was clearly the Zhao Wei Wang's family... No, that boy, you are from the southern family!"

Zhao Yanshou was granted the title of King of Wei in the Liao Kingdom, so he was called the King of Wei family of Zhao.

"I came from the Southern Dynasty," Wu Haogu already knew that the other party was not easy to mess with, so he hurriedly bowed, "I'm here to ask for a meeting with Mr. Murong..."

"See your master?" Zhao Daru waved his hand, "then you have to kowtow to a certain family first!"

kowtow?

Wu Haoguxin said: Your brothers in Kaifeng and I are both brothers and brothers!

"I won't kowtow!" Wu Haogu turned his head behind him and went to find Ma Zhi, but he saw Ma Zhi covering his mouth and laughing.

What's going on? I've been fooled by someone?

"You are not from the Zhao family..."

As soon as Wu Haogu said that, the great scholar's face suddenly turned blue. He swung his fist and walked towards Wu Haogu: "You guy, you dare to say this too, see if someone doesn't beat you to death!"

"Teacher Lin!" Wu Haogu saw that something was wrong and quickly called for help.

Lin Chong reacted quickly and had already rushed forward, waving his arm to block Daru's big fist.

The great scholar took a step back, looked at Lin Chong who was already in a melee stance, and smiled and said, "Do you want to compete with fists? The clothes that a certain family wears are wrong. I will change my clothes later. You can get out of the way first and let someone beat that kid ten or eight punches."

"Can't let..." Wu Haogu looked at the great scholar and was scared and immediately announced, "Teacher Lin blocked that guy and waited back to Kaifeng. I'll give you a house! The house with a yard!"

Lin Chong already has a house, but it is broken and small, and Mrs. Zhang's father doesn't like it. Now that he hears that he can get a big house, he immediately becomes excited. His leopard eyes are wide open, he glares at the great scholar, and looks loyal to protect the master.

It seems that the house is the source of combat effectiveness!

When the great scholar saw Lin Chong's desperate look, he was a little confused. When he was thinking about whether to fight, Ma Zhi, who had been laughing at him just now, had already spoken: "Brother Zhong, he is right, are you so angry?"

The great ruler then saw Ma Zhi, stomped his feet, and said angrily: "My surname is Ma, what do you mean?"

"You are not someone else's young master!" Ma Zhi said, "You are not Zhao now."

"Some family's surname is Zhao!" Daru stomped his feet and said, "Some family's surname is Zhao!"

Ma Zhi said lightly: "Your husband has already said that your surname is not Zhao."

"He...he's old and confused!" Daru said hatefully, "When a certain family's father was alive, he didn't say that."

Ma Zhi spread his hands together, "Ke Lingzun has passed away..."

It turned out to be the bullshit thing within the clan. Wu Haogu already understood that Zhao, Brother Zhong, is probably the son of a villain (there was a similar statement in the Song Dynasty, but it was all outdated), and was not recognized by the family.

Such a hero is not recognized because of his poor reincarnation... The standards for employing people in this aristocratic family are also poor enough.

Thinking of this, Wu Haogu laughed: "Isn't it just a surname Zhao? What a great thing!"

After hearing Wu Haogu's crazy words, not only a great scholar was shocked, but even the young man who was watching the white show and the Ma family servants who followed Ma Zhi were all shocked.

Zhao, the second in the Yan Si family!

In the Great Liao Dynasty, except Yelu, Xiao and Han, the most powerful ones in the surname Zhao. If anyone is born in the Zhao family, he will enjoy endless wealth and glory...

This southerner actually thinks nothing is great... he has a brain problem, right?

Wu Haogu saw that everyone was stunned and didn't know what he was talking about, so he strode to Ma Zhi and asked in a low voice: "Brother Ma, is that big guy the evil son of the Zhao family in Zhenzhou?"

"Yes..." Ma Zhi smiled bitterly, "It's a classmate and friend here, but now it's a big trouble."

Brother Zhao Zhong had a rogue with his family and took a group of people to Yanshan to be robbers. Today, somehow he ran to Xiangshan Academy to play...

"What's the trouble? Isn't it just a surname named Zhao?" Wu Haogu said, "Isn't it just for him to get it back?"

Get it back?

Ma Zhi gave Wu Haogu a blank look: "Dalang, this is not the Southern Dynasty, the surname is the most important thing."

Of course, Brother Zhao Zhong can have the surname Zhao, there is no problem... But, he can't be Zhao from the Zhao family in Zhenzhou! Zhao can do anything else, but this one can't do it.

Without the origin of the Zhao family in Zhenzhou, it would be difficult for him to make a name for himself in the Liao Kingdom! At most, he would defect to other big clans as a disciple and a dead soldier.

"How is this person's reputation?" Wu Haogu seemed to be confident and asked another question that seemed irrelevant.

"It's a promise..." Ma Zhi looked at Wu Haogu hesitantly, "Dalang, what do you want to do?"

"I want to take him back to Kaifeng to his surname Zhao, can I?"

Take it to Kaifeng's surname Zhao?

Ma Zhi never expected Wu Haogu to make such a suggestion.

The direct descendant of the Zhao family in Zhenzhou is not in Yanjing. The Zhao Wei kings of Yanjing are actually descendants of the slander who were raised by their little wives. The surrender of Kaifeng Prefecture Zhao Zan is the eldest son and grandson! With the help of Wu Haogu in Kaifeng, it is not a piece of cake to let Brother Zhao Zhong enter the genealogy of Zhao Weigong?
Chapter completed!