The Power of the First Daughter, Doctor and Concubine Dominates the World

Xie Zhiwei was about to get up and go back to the yard, when there were hurried footsteps not far away, Xie Mingxi, who was wearing a cross-collared blouse with ten thousand characters Song brocade, rose red cloud and wind dark damask trousers, and a pair of short boots, felt like he was stepping on the wind. He rushed over like a steamer and shouted, "Sister, sister, wait for me!"

"Slow down!" Xie Zhiwei was afraid that his younger brother would fall, so he quickly stretched out his hands to catch it. Xie Mingxi stopped, and finally slowed down and rushed into her arms, hugging her waist, "Sister, when will you Teach me how to practice archery?"

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Today, let's repair the bow and arrow first. After the bow and arrow are repaired, my sister will start teaching you how to practice arrows, okay?"

"Okay, Daddy will be back soon. Before Daddy comes back, I must practice riding and shooting well." Xie Mingxi didn't know what it means to practice riding and shooting well, and said with the ambition of Lingyun.

"Okay!" Xie Zhiwei didn't expose him, took him by the hand and walked out of the house, telling Bai Ling, "Get the carriage and horses ready, and then arrange someone to go back and tell the wife that we are going out."

The little guy moved to live in the front yard not long ago. The old man forbids these children and grandchildren to go to the backyard casually. Just now the little guy heard from the boy that his sister has come to Dicuiting. This is really good news for him. After finishing writing, he rushed out like someone chasing him, and finally caught his sister.

Now, he is holding his sister's hand, arrogantly, like a general who has won a battle, walking beside her in awe-inspiring manner, he is so happy.

Sitting in Xie Zhiwei's Cuiwei Zhulun carriage, the little guy sat down by the window very contentedly, looked at other people's black-painted carriage with a sense of superiority, and felt that his sister's carriage was more beautiful and comfortable to sit on.

Xie Zhiwei's coachman was a coachman who was sent by the Ministry of Rites when the people from the Ministry of Rites brought the carriage over. He was very low-key, and he was very stable in his work. His surname was Zhu, and he was about forty years old. Therefore, he kept calling him Uncle Zhu.

"Master, where are you and the young master going?" Uncle Zhu asked Xie Zhiwei in the carriage in a low voice as the carriage drove out of Tianshuijing Street.

"Let's go to Royal Street. I remember there is a weapon shop there. The business is pretty good. I want to repair bows and buy some arrows."

Uncle Zhu said, "If the county lord wants to repair weapons, I know that there is a weapon shop on Xihuamen Street. The craftsmen are from outside the customs. The craftsmanship is really good. May the county lord go and have a look at that shop?"

Xie Zhiwei observed that Uncle Zhu should be a good man. Although she had never asked Uncle Zhu's identity, she still had some confidence in him and was willing to obey him, so she said, "Then go to Xihuamen Street!"

The shop is in the second shop on the east end, and you can see the flames in the air from a long distance away. There are a few windows on the wall facing the street. Through the windows, you can see the stove inside is burning red. , a half-grown child was pulling a bellows, and a bearded man in a vest was swinging a hammer in one hand and holding tongs in the other. A piece of red-hot iron was held in the tongs and was beating it, sparks flying everywhere.

Seeing that there was business coming, the man put the iron block into the stove, motioned the child to stop pulling the bellows, and came over to greet him, "Do you want to make weapons or buy some weapons?"

There were eighteen kinds of weapons hanging on the wall. Xie Zhiwei took a look around. Although these weapons looked inconspicuous, the cutting edges were very well handled. They were not fancy, but they were very solid. She took a sword and tried it. , a little heavy, but for those who really understand swords, it should be very handy.

Xie Zhiwei was about to take out the bow he wanted to repair when he heard a familiar voice from the door, "Ah Xun, is this here?"

She turned her head to look, at the door, Xiao Xun and Mu Guihong were jumping off their horses, Xiao Xun's black ink eyes, which were like spots of paint, were looking at her, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"The county lord is here too?" Mu Guihong came in and couldn't help but glance at Xiao Xun when he saw Xie Zhiwei. No wonder Ah Xun insisted on coming to this house, didn't he come after the little girl?

Xie Zhiwei brought his younger brother to meet the two of them, and Xiao Xun asked, "What are you doing here? What kind of weapon are you making?"

Xie Zhiwei asked Zi Mo to bring the bow over, "This bow has not been used for a long time, I will take it here and repair it, I am afraid that something will happen when I use it."

Xiao Xun took the bow. It was a small bow, no more than half a meter long. The wooden part was made of Tuomu, and the inside was pasted with horns. There is no peeling of the skin, which shows the exquisite craftsmanship at that time and how hard the person who made this small bow was.

Xiao Xun took off the bowstring, checked the body of the bow, reinstalled the bowstring, took an arrow, tried it again, and handed it to Xie Zhiwei, "It's okay, let the master help you maintain it. The thread is rewound once more."

He asked again, "Who uses it? You use it? Or him?"

Xiao Xun nodded his chin towards Xie Mingxi, seeing the little guy staring at him with big eyes, full of vigilance, he couldn't help laughing, "Why, want to learn how to ride and shoot? I can teach you, this bow is for girls, right? Call me bro, and I'll give you a good one."

"Don't!" Xie Mingxi felt that he was not a good person when he saw this person, so he grabbed the small bow and pulled it. In the end, Xiao Xun didn't let go, his strength was weak, and he just grabbed the bowstring again, and took two steps back. , the bow body was still in Xiao Xun's hands, and he was so wronged that tears were about to come out.

Xie Zhiwei hurriedly grabbed Xie Mingxi's hand, and said, "Brother Xi, let go, don't let the bowstring strangle your hand."

Xie Mingxi listened to her sister's words and let go, but her eyes were still fixed on the bow, for fear that Xiao Xun would take the bow away.

Although Xie Zhiwei didn't say who used the bow, Xiao Xun could tell at a glance that the bow should be for Xie Mingxi. He twirled it in his hand and asked Xie Zhiwei, "Why, you plan to teach your brother yourself?" Practice riding and archery? How about I teach you?"

This bow looked like it was made for a five or six-year-old child, and it was an old bow that hadn't been used for many years. Xiao Xun knew what was going on as soon as he thought about it?

you are so nice Xie Zhiwei's words were on her lips, she didn't say it, but she looked at Xiao Xun suspiciously, and she couldn't help wondering about his motives in her heart, could it be that Xiao Xun is a gentleman who doesn't want to be eaten by others, so she refused to accept her kindness, and was going to use it In exchange for your kindness?

It's really unnecessary, Xie Zhiwei thought to himself, in the previous life, no matter what, there was no Xiao Xun, she could not avenge her by herself, she owed him a great favor, she sincerely wanted to give the Jinqing Binglian to Xiao Xun It's just that Xie Zhiwei is not that childish.

If someone sent a great kindness to her door, she would not dare to reach out to accept it!

The first update!