Chapter 605 (2/2)

Now it's still late at night. Zhongyong Hou knows that Han Qian is coming to worship Roche, so he doesn't ask anyone to disturb him. Han Zhan is also worried about Han Qian, so he comes.

The two brothers simply sat in the ancestral hall and talked.

”Brother, I'm sorry.”

”OK, I'm sorry. I've said it twice. Don't mention it again in the future.”

Han Zhan said, ”what did I say? I said you would be promising in the future and inherit the Marquis house!”

On the way back, Han Qian had read the letter his father wrote to him, which also said Han Zhan's life experience and indicated that Han Zhan would return to the state of Chu.

As soon as Han Zhan left, Han Qian was the only one who could inherit Hou's house.

Roche's greatest wish is to ask his son Han Qian to inherit the Marquis house. Now he has achieved his wish.

”But I never thought of inheriting Hou's house.” Han Qian blushed. ”Hou's house is brother's, and I never thought of robbing you.”

really

”I know,” Han Zhan said with a smile, ”but I also said that I didn't intend to go to Hou's house at all. I just wanted to be a dandy and be free all my life.”

After that, he patted Han Qian on the shoulder: ”after I leave, you should help your father take care of the Marquis house. There are only two of you left in the house. You should be good, you know?”

Han Qian's nose was sour: ”do you really want to go?”

”I'll go sooner or later.”

Seeing Han Qian's red eyes, Han Zhan burst into laughter: ”how old are you and still crying? When I was as old as you, I had already followed my father to the battlefield.”

”I know,” Han Qian said dully.

I remember when he was a child, he once saw his brother's archery. He didn't say that hundreds of steps pierced the Yang, but the arrow didn't make a false shot and hit the bull's-eye again and again.

But since then, he has never seen his brother practice archery. He knows that his brother is afraid of his father and wants to call him the son of the world.

”Brother,” Han Qian said, ”do you still practice archery now?”

”What? You want me to teach you?” Han Zhan glanced.

”I think your archery is so good. It's a pity if you lose it!”

”You come with me.”

Han Zhan took him to the martial arts field, picked up the bow and arrow on the shelf, drew the arrow and put it on the string.

Han Qian hurriedly said, ”I'll turn on the light.”

”No!”

Before the words fell, the arrow flew out.

Han Zhan took out a night pearl: ”go and see for yourself.”

Han Qian:

Han Qian, who received the * * pearl, hurried to see it. Only then did he find that Han Zhan's arrow hit the bull's-eye. It was late. It was tantamount to blind shooting!

Without serious Kung Fu, it is absolutely impossible!

Han Qian excitedly ran back with an arrow and said to Han Zhan, ”brother, I'm in!”

”Come on, are you so happy!” Han Zhan raised his eyebrows when he was infected by Han Qian's emotion. ”What's really powerful is that the people who ride on the horse and lift the target keep running back and forth, riding the horse and shooting the bull's eye at the same time. When you have a chance in the future, I'll show you what a hundred shots are!”

The voice fell behind and both men were silent.

Later... I'm afraid I won't have a chance.

”All right.” Han Zhan patted Han Qian's head. ”It's getting late. Let's have a rest early after taking a bath!”

Then he turned and went back to his yard.

As a result, as soon as he crossed the arch, he saw Chu Zhi standing there quietly. He didn't know how long he had been here.