The three-stone bow has always been beyond the reach of ordinary warriors.
The "Martial Classics General Essentials" compiled by the officials of the Northern Song Dynasty classified archers into different levels. It was said that those who could draw a one-stone bow were ordinary people, those who could draw a two-stone bow were great, and those who could draw a three-stone bow were abnormal. But in fact, in the late Northern Song Dynasty,
, Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty issued an edict to conduct a military parade, and divided the soldiers into three levels based on their bow strength. The lower level was divided into seven levels, the middle level was the eight level level, and the upper level was the nine level level. The so-called nine level bow power in the Northern Song Dynasty was only ninety at most.
Four kilograms, not even a stone.
Excluding the endless wild history, and looking through the more reliable Twenty-One Histories, we can find that the one with the highest physical strength is Yue Fei, who was born with supernatural power. He can draw a bow of 300 kilograms. The 300 kilograms in the Song Dynasty is equivalent to 350 kilograms today.
Ten kilograms is stronger than three stones. So Yue Fei is the best among the best - Superman
When this dynasty was established, the Mongolian tradition was inherited. The people were tough and good at riding and shooting, so the standards for archery masters were improved. A bow with a power of about 120 kilograms is considered a master, and a bow with a power of more than 120 kilograms is considered a master.
It is called tiger power, that is to say, those who can draw a bow with more than one stone are considered to be sharpshooters. Those who can draw a bow with two stones are considered to be masters. As for those who can draw a bow with three stones, they are only legendary existences.
So Wang Xian didn't believe that anyone could shoot a three-stone bow at first, but he was shocked when he saw Zhang Fu's miraculous skills. Then he heard that there were five people in the world who could shoot a three-stone bow, and he was so shocked that his jaw dropped.
It fell to the ground...
"Then who are they?" Wang Xian asked.
"The identities of these three people are each secret, but they are closely related to you and me."
"Can I still have a relationship with my subordinate?"
"Let me just tell you, please listen to me..." Zhang Fu said in a low voice: "One is looking for Zhang's sloppy right minister Hu from the Ministry of Rites."
"Ah?" Wang Xian didn't expect that the first person almost scared his jaw off: "Hu, Mr. Hu?" The man with a clear face and a slim figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He really didn't expect that.
Or a martial arts master?
"Shilang Hu is a direct disciple of Wudang. He has mastered Wudang's unique skills. In addition, he is stunningly beautiful and talented. He has become the world's top Tai Chi master at the age of thirty-six. Otherwise, why do you think the emperor would send him to find Zhenren Zhang?
Sun Biyun, why would Sun Zhenren let his grandchildren follow him?" Zhang Fu said lightly: "It's just that Hu Shilang is a court official now, and he has to avoid suspicion with Zhenren Sun, so not many people in the world know about him."
"Even if Mr. Hu is a master of Tai Chi, can he shoot a three-stone bow?" Wang Xian still said in disbelief.
"Tai Chi has a profound understanding of the principles of yin and yang. A master of decision-making like Hu Shilang can accumulate all his strength in one point, and then burst it out with great force. It is easy to shoot a three-stone bow." Zhang Fu glanced at him and said:
"Am I like someone who can shoot a three-stone bow?"
"You are the name of a person and the shadow of a tree. Even if you shoot a five-stone bow, no one will be surprised." Wang Xian's flattery was so clever that even a cautious British gentleman did not fall into his trap.
Zhang Fu spat, laughing and scolding: "My reputation is gained by leading troops in battles, what does it have to do with personal force? The reason why I and Hu Shilang can do this is because we both practice internal martial arts.
It has reached a point that few people can reach. Others use their muscles to generate strength, but we use our Dantian and Qihai, so naturally they are not the same."
"That's it. It's a pity that I don't have that good fortune." Wang Xian said with sincere envy.
"Actually, it's useless," Zhang Fu said calmly: "The battles that should be fought have been fought. Your generation is enjoying peace, so what's the use of martial arts? Why not read two more books..."
"Nothing is as reliable as your own ability," Wang Xian said with a wry smile: "But it's too late to say anything now. Sir, who is the second person you're talking about?"
"Of course you know what Hu's secret mission is." Zhang Fu said softly.
"I know, Xiaguan was working as a pawnbroker in Qingpu County at the time, and was involved in it." Wang Xian nodded and said, "I don't know if the people in Zhengzhai Town are okay now?"
"The Zheng family is now in Nanyang," Zhang Fu revealed with a calm expression: "I have seen their people in Annan. Such a united and orderly family can naturally survive anywhere."
"That's good, that's good." Wang Xian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, thinking that Xiaobaicai would be very happy when he heard the news.
"Why, do you still have a good impression of the Zheng family?" Zhang Fu narrowed his eyes and asked.
"They have a good impression," Wang Xian said fearlessly: "After all, they can still maintain their loyalty to their master under such circumstances. This alone is enough to win the respect of the subordinates."
"Yes." Zhang Fu nodded and returned to the topic: "The reason why the emperor assigned Hu Dan such an important task is because there are many masters around him, and the most powerful one is named... Wu Ming. He is superb in kung fu and can also shoot
Get a three-stone bow."
"Nameless?" Wang Xiandao: "How can such a master be nameless?"
"That's right," Zhang Fu broke the news about the big gift today and said without saying anything shocking: "Speaking of which, Wu Ming, Han Wang and I both have the same skill, called the Dragon Elephant Skill."
"Dragon Elephant Kung Fu? Isn't that the unique skill of King Kaiping?" Wang Xian couldn't help but widen his eyes. He had listened to storytelling scripts many times in his life and knew that the Dragon Elephant Kung Fu was the unique skill of King Kaiping Chang Yuchun.
With this skill, Chang Yuchun always strives to be the first in every battle, and is invincible. Only then can he stand out from the thousands of troops and become the number one general in the Ming Dynasty. Together with Marshal Xu, they are known as the twin gems of the empire.
"Yes, that is indeed the unique skill of King Kaiping. The King of Han and I worshiped under the third son of the King of Kaiping's family and were taught this skill." Zhang Fu said: "Because the King of Han has better martial arts qualifications than me, so the kung fu is also better than mine.
"What about Wuming? Where did you learn this skill?" Wang Xian said, thinking of a possibility: "Or is he the third son of the Wang family in Kaiping?"
"Yes, the nameless one is Chang Sen, the third son of King Kaiping who passed down the martial arts to me and the King of Han." Zhang Fu nodded and said, "King Kaiping died young and was succeeded by his eldest son, Chang Mao, Duke of Zheng. After Chang Mao died of illness and had no children, his second brother inherited the title.
Cheng, his third son, Chang Sen, was highly skilled in martial arts and was the commander of the general's bodyguards. He was responsible for the safety of Jianwenjun. At the end of Jianwen, Jinshang entered the capital, and Jianwenjun fled in a hurry. Changsen followed him and left the capital.
He is as good as one of the famous civil and military officials." He paused and said, "It is precisely because he is well aware of Chang Sen's power that the emperor used Hu Xun's card."
"Then there is another one?" Wang Xianxin said that was disrespectful, but he had a good relationship with Lao Hu, so there was nothing to worry about, so he asked again.
"There is another one who can be regarded as your senior brother." Zhang Fu said: "It is said that your master Yao Shao is the most extraordinary monk in the history. In fact, decades ago, there was another monk who was as good as your master.
."
"Master, are you talking about Monk Peng?"
"Yes, it is Monk Peng Yingyu." Zhang Fu said with some leisurely fascination: "He, Patriarch Peng of the White Lotus Sect, is the founder of the Southern Red Turban Army and the most powerful master in the south of the Yangtze River. I, Emperor Taizu,
Most of the people who conquer the world have been taught by him, but precisely because of his great reputation and high prestige, not only the people of the Yuan Dynasty regarded him as a thorn in their side, but also some people within the Red Scarf Army regarded him as a thorn in their flesh, and eventually among the outside thieves
The enemy responded internally and externally, and he fell into the enemy's trap... At that time, he received a message from his apprentice Ou Puxiang, saying that he was besieging Yuanzhou City and could not attack the city, and asked him to lead his troops to support. Monk Peng did not
Suspecting him, he led his generals Kuang Putian, General Manager Min and others to join them. Unexpectedly, they ran into the Mongolian and Yuan army on the march and were besieged in Ruizhou City. Jiangxi Youcheng Huo Youchi personally supervised the army to besiege Ruizhou. Peng
The monk led the crowd and fought hard to defend it, but in the end they were outnumbered. The city fell and was massacred. No one, old or young, was left alive..."
Wang Xian gasped when he heard this. He didn't expect that a hero like Monk Peng would fall so tragically. He couldn't help asking: "Did Monk Peng escape? Since he is the best master in the world..."
"With his skills, it is no problem to escape." Zhang Fu said calmly: "But that is not the righteous monk Peng Yuntian. Since he had promised his subordinates to live and die together when defending the city, he naturally refused to live alone.
Therefore, he refused several offers from his disciples to escort him out of the encirclement, and finally died of exhaustion after killing dozens of Yuan soldiers."
"Monk Peng is indeed a hero," Wang Xian came to his senses and asked, "What does it have to do with me?
"Monk Peng is your master, Master Yao." Zhang Fu said.
"Isn't my old monk's master the Taoist priest Xi Yingzhen?" Wang Xian asked curiously.
"Then why is your master a monk?" Zhang Fu laughed loudly and said, "Apart from an extraordinary monk like Monk Peng, who else in the world can teach an extraordinary monk like your master?"
"That's true." Wang Xianshen nodded in agreement.
"At that time, Monk Peng's disciples were all over the world. Many people blamed Monk Peng's death on Chen Youliang, so they angrily raised their troops and surrendered to the King of Wu, which greatly increased the strength of our Wu army. These people all made mistakes during the decisive battle with Chen Youliang.
"Ultimately." Zhang Fu said: "But it does not include the inconspicuous Master Yao at the time. He did not think that Chen Youliang did this, but he also knew that the King of Wu was the destined one to expel the Tartars, and he knew that he could not fight with the King of Wu.
As an enemy, I became a disciple of Xi Yingzhen and learned the art of war and strategy..."
Wang Xian was dumbfounded when he heard this, and then he understood why the old monk had to rebel as if he had a convulsion. It turned out that he had this revenge for killing the master.
"You said this third master is the old monk's disciple?"
"No, Master Yao's martial arts is feminine. Although his disciples are powerful, they are not good at shooting hard bows." Zhang Fu said: "That man is the son of Xiao Ming Wang Han Lin'er. Han Lin'er is Peng Yingyu's apprentice, so that man is naturally your senior brother.
"
"Han Lin'er's son..." Wang Xian's mouth twitched, okay, Xiao Ming Wang has come out. "What's his name?"
"I don't know." Zhang Fu shook his head and said: "I only know that after King Xiao Ming drowned, the Red Scarf Army in the north and the south each rescued one of his sons. The Red Scarf Army in the south was named Han, and the one in the north was named Lin.
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"Han, Lin..." Two figures suddenly appeared in Wang Xian's mind