(10) Give "Huang Shiren" a glimpse

  "A bit further." Yang Shuo Ming said calmly.

  The guard in charge of setting up the shooting targets responded with a grunt and began moving the wooden frame to a more distant location.

  After the vases were set up, Yang Shuo Ming raised his gun and fired again, shooting out ten shots in a row, accurately shattering all ten vases.

  Yang Shuo Ming's marksmanship once again drew applause from the guards, and the applause attracted some male and female servants to stand by and watch.

  A servant in the courtyard noticed the arrival of Dong Jia and Wu Guan Shi and ran over to them.

  "Your marksmanship is too accurate! A real hundred paces pierce the willow!" The guard said to Huang Shiyao, "After firing so many shots, not a single one missed! I've never seen such good marksmanship since I was young."

  Huang Shi Yao nodded and kept his eyes fixed on Yang Shuo Ming's body.

  After accurately shattering another pot that was used as a target, Yang Shuo Ming reloaded his bullets and beckoned to one of the guards. He said a few words to him, and the guard nodded while shouting to his companions in the distance not to set up any more pots. Meanwhile, he inserted a thin bamboo pole at an even farther location.

  Seeing his actions, the originally lively courtyard suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at Yang Shuoming with surprised eyes.

  Yang Shuo Ming seemed to have not noticed the strange gaze cast by the surrounding crowd, he calmly placed the wooden box of the "box cannon" on the gun handle, raised the gun, held his breath and stood there, carefully aiming before suddenly pulling the trigger.

  A gunshot rang out, and the top of a distant bamboo pole suddenly exploded in a burst of white smoke. A small section of the broken bamboo pole spun through the air several times before falling to the ground.

  Witnessing this stunning scene, the people around were first stunned and then began to applaud.

  Yang Shuo Ming continued to fire, amidst the cheers of the crowd, the distant thin bamboo poles were broken one by one, after ten shots, only a short section was left on the ground.

  Yang Shuo Ming seemed to be deaf to the applause of the people, he carefully looked at the pistol that had already fired all its bullets and put it on the table without continuing to load. He thought for a moment, nodded to the guards, indicating that the trial was over. It wasn't until then that he noticed Huang Shiyao and Wu Guanshi walking towards him.

  "Mr. Yang is a great shooter! I, Wu Jie, have opened my eyes today!" said Wu Guanshi with a smile to Yang Shuoming.

  Yang Shuo Ming smiled and didn't say anything.

  He certainly knew that if it wasn't for the crucial role of his "super computer eye" aiming system, he wouldn't have been able to achieve such a flawless score with just the marksmanship he brought from the future.

  Just now's test firing, on one hand he wanted to understand the limit performance of this kind of gun in his hands, on the other hand also wanted to know whether the mysterious power on himself could be relied upon.

  After all, in the historical time and space where one is located, it is now in a period of intense turmoil. To survive in such an era, without the power to protect oneself, is simply impossible.

  But now, Yang Shuo Ming has discovered that his own strength has completely exceeded his imagination.

  "Mr. Yang's shooting is so accurate, I admire it with all my heart." Huang Shiyao's question brought Yang Shaoming's thoughts back again, "How did Mr. Yang cultivate such skills?"

  "Practice makes perfect, and perfection comes from practice." Yang Shuo Ming smiled and replied, "I've loved shooting since I was a child. My parents hired a famous German coach to train me, and I studied for many years. Even when I went abroad to study in the Far East, I didn't miss a single day of practice. Today, my hands were itching, and I let Old Huang see my laughable skills."

  "Mr. Yang is so skilled in martial arts, why not plan a military campaign and make contributions to the country?" Wu Jie asked.

  Wu Guanshi's question stirred up Yang Shuo Ming's heart, thinking of his own bitter experiences in the future. From a talented and knowledgeable scholar who was both literary and martial, he had fallen to being pursued by the military and police as a "murderer". Yang Shuo Ming sighed and replied: "Not yet the time, I don't want to reveal my edge too early."

  Huang Shi-yao listened to his response and couldn't help but exchange a glance with Wu Jie, they both heard the sadness in Yang Shuo-ming's words and didn't ask further.

  It was time for dinner, and Huang Shi-yao invited Yang Shuo-ming to go have dinner together. Yang Shuo-ming began to put away the "Box Cannon" pistol and holster, when he suddenly felt that someone was staring at him from behind, and couldn't help but turn his head back.

  A figure as lovely as if she had stepped out of a painting stood there, gazing intently in this direction. Yang Shuo Ming made out her eyebrows and eyes, and felt that the sky, which had already darkened somewhat with evening, suddenly seemed to brighten up again.

  When the two first met, he thought she was beautiful too, but probably because of the inappropriate occasion, there wasn't a deep impression. However, now although he knows that person is still the one he saved, the feeling he gets from her now is completely different.

  She and a pretty little maid stood under the eaves, staring at him intently. When she saw him looking over this way, she shyly hid her body behind a pillar, only revealing one corner of her skirt.

  Yang Shuo Ming pretended not to see her and put away his gun, walking out with Huang Shi Yao and Wu Jie.

  After the dinner party, Huang Shiyao returned to his room, where two maidservants helped him change clothes. Madame Huang looked at her husband's face, which still seemed somewhat gloomy, and hesitated for a long time before asking: "Do you really want to let Yunzhi marry this man with an unknown background?"

  "What does it matter if his background is unknown? As long as he can dispel this great calamity, he will be the benefactor of my Huang family." Huang Shiye smiled and said confidently, "Besides, I'm afraid it's unlikely that his background is unknown."

  "Did you figure out his identity?" Madame Huang asked.

  "That's not it." Huang Shiyao shook his head, "However, I can tell that this person is definitely not a simple character."

  "What did you say?" Madame Huang asked further.

  "This man is not just good at shooting, his knowledge is truly extensive, and his eloquence is also excellent. Whether it's ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, he can talk about anything with great insight." Huang Shiyao said, "Didn't you notice? Even Old Master Chen praised him for speaking well during dinner."

  "I'm just a housewife, what do I know?" Madame Huang looked at her husband and sighed, "I was just thinking, Yunzhi is still a clean and innocent person, but the Feng family didn't even bother to investigate before coming to break off the engagement. It's really... Yunzhi's fate is so bitter."

  "What's the use of knowing that Rong Zhi is innocent? If word gets out that she was robbed by bandits on the mountain, it will be a scandal. Huang Shiyao sighed, "Rumors are to be feared, and even if the Feng family doesn't back out of the engagement, Rong Zhi may still suffer in the future when she marries into their family. Her mother passed away early, and this child is too soft-hearted; I won't let her be bullied by others."

  "Alright, I heard the one who saved him is quite skilled. Let's just consider hiring a bodyguard for the family." Madame Huang said with some resignation, "But taking in such a son-in-law, there's always something to be said but not spoken."

  "What's there to be afraid of? In these times, there are many things that sound good but aren't. " Huang Shiyao changed into comfortable clothes and lay down on the bed, stretching his arms and saying meaningfully, "Don't worry, my glasses have never slipped up before, just watch!"

  At this time, Yang Shuo Ming did not hear the discussion between Huang Shi Yao and his wife about himself. After the dinner party ended, Yang Shuo Ming returned to his own room, where he lay on the carved wooden bed, fiddling with the "box cannon" handgun, mechanically practicing the operation of changing bullets, but his mind had unconsciously flown elsewhere.

  He is also unclear why he agreed to venture into the bandit's lair again.

  Is it for yourself not to be cut open by bandits and have your heart eaten with wine? Or is it for that girl?

  At this moment, Yang Shuoming's mind once again floated up the beautiful figure of that girl.

  He had already learned from Huang Shiyao's mouth that she was the daughter of Huang Shiyao's late wife, Zhou Shi, and her name was Huang Yunzhi.

  At the banquet, Huang Shi-yao specially asked Huang Yunzhi to thank him for saving her life. Yang Shuo-ming was then able to observe her closely at close range. He still remembers that when she bowed down in front of him and he reached out to support her, his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

  At the banquet, he also heard from Huang Shiyao's words that there was a meaning of marrying her to himself.

  Of course, he also understood what the price of this marriage was.

  It can be said that he has the capital to "not enter a tiger's lair and get a tiger's son".

  In his original era, he was able to charge into the home of the so-called "most powerful village chief" who was said to be "in charge of everything from heaven to earth and even the air", which was heavily guarded like a public security bureau, behead him and his family, and then escape without a trace in the midst of military and police pursuit. To the point where later on, even the special forces of the regular army were mobilized to pursue himself.

  In that era of "saying no means no and yes also doesn't work", for someone like me, is the final destination really only being a "murderer"?

  Yang Shuo Ming's eyes suddenly appeared in front of him, and for some reason, the image of that cute and lovely female reporter floated before his eyes.

  Yang Shuo Ming put his clothes back on and sat up again. When he picked up the "box cannon" pistol once more, the crosshairs in his eyes reappeared as well.

  Yang Shuo Ming loaded the empty gun with bullets, carefully checked it, and then put the pistol under his pillow. He lay down in his clothes, closed his eyes, and began to rest. Perhaps because he was a bit tired from the day, he quickly fell into a dreamland.

  It was unclear how much time had passed when a faint rustling sound awakened Yang Shuo Ming from his sleep. He opened his eyes and swiftly pulled out the pistol from under his pillow, only to see that it was one of the Huang family's male servants who had emerged.

  "Mr. Yang, Security Captain Xu is looking for you and is waiting outside." The male servant bowed and said respectfully, "It's dark now and the main gate has been closed, Wu the manager wants me to take you through the side door."

  Yang Shuo Ming keenly felt that something was going to happen, he thought for a moment and said: "Trouble you to wait outside for a while."

  The male servant responded with a sound, turned around and left. Yang Shouming got up and inserted the "box cannon" pistol filled with bullets into the wooden gun case tied to his waist, and also inserted several spare clips filled with bullets. Yang Shouming then buckled his own "Roaring Dragon" combat knife at his waist.