Hengyang Gong had no objection to the discussion between the two parties...

Luo Cheng and Wanyan Wulu signed the letter, and Hengyang Duke became witnesses.

...

Half a month later, Wanyan Wulu's leg injury and physical strength have completely recovered.

As agreed, the day for him to compete with Zhao Cong has come.

Zhao Cong has not come to the village these days, and Wanyan Wulu urged Li Jiaoniang and Luo Cheng to invite Zhao Cong to come and compete with him.

Li Jiaoniang looked at his newly recovered legs, shook her head, and said, "He said he would not come in half a month."

Wanyan Wulu said, "Why?"

Li Jiaoniang raised her eyebrows slightly, "Your injury has just recovered, are you sure you can beat him?"

Wanyan Wulu felt discriminated against, "I can't lose!"

How old is he older than Zhao Cong? How could he lose to a furious child?

Li Jiaoniang knew that Wanyan Wulu, who started to go to the battlefield at the age of thirteen, looked down on Zhao Cong, who was angry with scholars.

Zhao Cong asked him to rest for a few more days, and this person's self-esteem was provoked.

But according to her observation, Wanyan Wulu has not fully recovered her physical strength and is really no match for Zhao Cong.

Zhao Cong wants to win the openness and integrity, so he won't compete with him at this time.

Li Jiaoniang said, "I know His Highness Wulu is eager to fight, but Prince Pu'an is not free at this time. He can't pull himself away to come and fight."

Wanyan Wulu said, "So he doesn't have time to come, so when will he have time?"

Li Jiaoni said, "It's almost the beginning of next month."

In this way, it will be half a month later.

Wanyan Wulu couldn't, so he had to say, "Okay, I'll wait for him to come."

The days passed quietly, and in a blink of an eye, the next month came.

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Early in the morning of that day, Zhao Cong came to the Liyue Garden.

Perhaps for the convenience of the competition, Yue Cong wore a short blue dress.

The hair was tied up and wrapped neatly in a cloth towel.

It has been a year since he came to Lin'an City. He has grown a lot taller. He is wearing short clothes and looks more energetic and taller.

Wanyan Wulu looked at the boy walking towards him and said in his heart that he would never have such a majestic boy among the royal family of Song.

He always thought that the children of Zhao were all weak and timid people like Qinzong Huizong.

Unexpectedly, there is still such a spirited person.

"Your Highness Wulu." Zhao Cong hugged him and clasped his fists.

Wanyan Wulu returned the gift, "Your Highness of the Prince."

"You two discuss what to compare by yourself, let's just be a witness." Li Jiaoniang nodded to the two and said.

In addition to Luo Cheng and Li Jiaoniang, there are also Hengyang Gong who are already waiting to watch the game.

Luo Cheng originally wanted to invite some more people, but when he thought of the grudge between the Zhao clan and the Wanyan clan, he gave up.

This is not the time to talk about small grudges.

Zhao Cong walked towards Hengyang Duke, asked ok, and said, "Your Highness Wulu is a guest, of course it is the guest first. Your Highness Wulu please choose the questions for the competition."

It's polite words, but it's actually arrogant words.

Wanyan Wulu had the aura of trying to kill Zhao Cong, so he chose his own specialty topic, "How about archery in the first game? Your Highness, Prince?"

Zhao Cong said lightly, "Yes."

Hengyang is fair, "Okay, I'll write it down here."

Wushuang took the paper and pen and spread it on the table in front of Hengyang Gong.

Paperweight presses the paper and grinds without frost.

Hengyang picked up his pen and wrote.

The first competition: Archery.

There are more steps to archery.
Chapter completed!