EBE Chapter 163 Come on, let’s hurt each other
Chapter 163 Come on, let’s hurt each other
Despite being the one who proposed the competition, Yinzhuo was no match for Altai when it came to hunting. Yinzhuo himself wasn't very good at riding and archery, and even with the help of a musket, which somewhat made up for his lack of strength, he was still far inferior to Altai, who had grown up on horseback and in the forest. It was fortunate that this was just a friendly match, otherwise Yinzhuo would have definitely lost so badly that he would have to pawn his pants.
On the other hand, Yinti was quite different. He was skilled in archery and horsemanship, and his hunting experience was far richer than Yinzuo's. Once he entered the forest, he was like a fish in water. With such a comparison, Altai naturally couldn't see Yinzuo, who was competing with him, and now he only wanted to compete with Yinti to see who was better!
"Altai, do you even remember why you came here today? You came to compete against me. What are you trying to do with my older brother?"
I'd love to compete with you, but my strength doesn't allow it. Don't you want to take a look at what you've been hunting all this time? If you had hunted anything even slightly bigger, I wouldn't have been staring at Prince Zhi the whole time.
Although he was inwardly complaining, Altai ultimately refrained from saying anything out of consideration for Yinzhuo's feelings. Altai was merciful in his words, but Yinti did not let his brother off the hook.
"Little Six, why doesn't Altai want to talk to you? Don't you have any idea? Do you think Khan Ama sent me with you? It's because he's afraid you'll run into a tiger like last time and get slapped down. Listen to your older brother, let's practice your horsemanship and archery skills more often in the future. After all, anyone with eyes can see that you're bound to lose to Altai."
Is this never going to end? Do you have to constantly remind him of being photographed by a tiger? Fine, since you're rubbing salt in my wounds, then don't blame me for exposing your secrets. We're going to hurt each other, huh? Come on, who's afraid of who?
"Brother, what you're saying is true. I admit I'm weak, which is why I got swatted down by the tiger. You're so strong, but even you got chased all over the place by a black bear. If it weren't for my gun, how could you have fared better than me? Don't laugh at others' shortcomings, and don't be arrogant about your own strengths. Humility is a virtue."
To be fair, Yinzhuo's words were quite damaging. At least Yinti couldn't think of a rebuttal immediately. But it wasn't just a matter of words. In a war of words, one should be magnanimous. In other words, if you can resort to physical violence, try not to argue.
Yinti thought Yinzuo's words from a few days ago were right. It's best to discipline your younger brother early. Although Yinzuo is now over ten years old, the saying still applies: whether it's early or late, just beat him first. Thinking of this, Yinti rode his horse up to Yinzuo. He originally wanted to slap him on the back of the head, but then he remembered that Yinzuo's head was injured. Instead, he turned and slapped him hard, giving him a big slap.
Even though Yinti tried to control his strength, the slap still made Yinzuo lean forward. Yinti had been watching him closely, afraid he would fall off his horse, so he quickly grabbed him by the back of the neck. Yinzuo, whose fate was in his hands by the back of the neck by his elder brother, had only one thought at that moment—elder brother, you have no martial ethics, you've grabbed my neck and locked my throat.
"Big brother~ let go, let go, I can't breathe..."
Yinti ignored Yinzuo's shouts and only released him after he had completely regained his balance. As soon as Yinzuo was free, he immediately turned to his elder brother and began to accuse him of his evil deeds.
"Brother, how can you act like this? Why do you resort to violence when you can't even win an argument? Look at this beautiful world, yet you're so irritable. This is not good, it's really not good..."
Yinti glanced at Yinzuo, and after much restraint, managed to hold back from slapping him again. Why am I so irritable? It's all because of you, brat... You have to hold back, you can't hit him, or Father will hold you accountable... Yinti silently repeated these words to himself several times before his anger subsided.
"Instead of wasting your time arguing with me, why don't you think about what kind of prize you'd give Altai after you lose the match? This musket you're holding? Or that birch bark bow? If he wants both, are you going to give them to him?"
Well, his older brother's skill at psychological warfare is quite impressive. After all, it seems he's destined to lose this match. Although they didn't agree on what would happen if he lost before the match, just like his older brother said, if Altai asks him for these two items as a prize later, should he give them to him or not? Firearms and horn bows, he really can't let go of either one.
The outcome of the match was naturally a foregone conclusion. Yinzhuo's defeat was more than just a crushing loss. After all, his elder brother Yinti was an unparalleled archer, and Altai was a crack shot. The two fought to a draw. As for Yinzhuo, he felt completely out of place throughout the match, being utterly dominated by the two. No, perhaps the two didn't even bother to dominate him.
"Brother, Altai, your match was pretty intense! Great! Judging from your appearance, you haven't lost. So, rounding up, I've practically won! Thank goodness! Now I think I've saved my musket and hornbow, right? Brother, you're my god..."
Yinzhi was truly at a loss for words, both amused and exasperated. What did his elder brother's victory have to do with his own? You certainly know how to round off the numbers. Even though Yinzhi had shamelessly stolen his elder brother's victory right in front of him, Yinzhi didn't want to listen to his complaints. After all, his elder brother was practically his god, wasn't he? In that case, it was only right for a god to protect his followers.
After the match, Yinzhuo won a half-day trip to the forest without putting in much effort, while Yinti was overjoyed by a very emotionally valuable remark from Yinzhuo. The worst off was losing to Altai. He should have been a part of the match, but despite putting in a lot of effort, he ended up being just a runner-up.
After returning to the camp and tidying themselves up, the group went to Kangxi's tent. After all, they had to report back to their parents that they were safe and sound. When Kangxi saw Yinzhuo's smug look, he assumed that Yinzhuo had won the competition, and his smile became even brighter. He thought to himself that his eldest son had really made something of himself.
"Yinzuo, judging from your expression, you've won this competition?"
Upon hearing Kangxi's words, Yinzhuo's smile froze. He turned to look at Yinti beside him, then at Altai behind them, before smiling at Kangxi.
"We won, but it was my elder brother who helped his son win. Father, you don't know how amazing my elder brother and Altai are. They're practically unerring. All the game we brought back has been sent to be processed. Father, what would you like to eat? We can have Eunuch Liang go to the imperial kitchen to check later..."