Originally, when practicing archery, Qi An and several people could clearly see that Jun Moxi was growing rapidly, and his quasi-head and arm strength was also increasing day by day.

And now this archery seems to have become a habit of Jun Moxi, for two years, Jun Moxi has not stopped for a day, and even a few people with black medicine have the mind to learn, and they learn to shoot archery with the appearance of Jun Moxi when they have nothing to do on weekdays.

"Qi An, Shang Yuwei should also come back, right?" Jun Moxi put the bow in his hand on the tray, took the white cloth on the side and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked sideways.

"Count the days, it's time for the Shang Imperial Guard to return to the palace today." Qi An thought for a moment and responded.

"This time it can be regarded as making Shang Yuwei comfortable, the provincial governor said that the Lone King locked her up in the palace, and the Lindu rebellion is supposed to let her be released." Jun Mo Xi curled the corners of his mouth as he spoke, and picked up his bow and arrow again.

Shang Zi followed Jun Moxi's side except for helping Jun Moxi practice swords and ride horses together, there was almost nothing to do, which could suffocate Shang Zi, not long ago, when he heard that the small rebels in Lindu were in turmoil, and the Fan family army was ordered to suppress it, Shang Zi couldn't wait to ask Jun Moxi for an order to go with the army.

Jun Mo Xi naturally would not allow it, so he immediately followed Shang Zi's wishes and let her go to Lindu with the Fan family's army, and after two or three months, it was time to return, and the Lindu rebels were naturally all subdued.

"Shang Yuwei is different from ordinary women, this temperament is simply a little more powerful than men, and it is normal to have such thoughts." Qi An also bent the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and said with a smile in his eyes.

"But no, the slave maid heard Pei Gongzi say that there was once a fortune teller who mistook Shang Yuwei for a man." Wu Yao stood aside, his eyes were full of smiles, and the first few people were also very amused, and they bent their eyebrows.

"Boom!" As soon as the words of Wuyao fell, Jun Moxi shot the arrow in his hand, but the arrow that shot out did not fall in the middle of the arrow target as before, but missed and shot into the mud.

Suddenly, Wuyao and several people were shocked in their hearts, looking at the half-minute arrow that had sunk into the mud and looking at Jun Mo with some surprise, secretly wondering if what he had just said made His Majesty unhappy, you must know that for so long, they have never seen Your Majesty shoot this arrow off.

"Withdraw." Jun Mo Xi slowly lowered his hand, looked at the missed feather arrow with deep eyes, raised his hand and threw the bow in his hand on the tray, and walked away without looking back.

Qi Anxin was startled, turned his eyes and glared at Wu Yao, and hurriedly followed Jun Moxi's footsteps, Wu Yao stood in place aggrievedly, not knowing where he said the wrong thing.

In the Zhengyang Palace, Jun Mo Xi sat in the first place, lowered his eyes to correct the folds in his hand, the hall was silent, Jun Mo Xi raised his hand to put down the cinnabar pen in his hand, raised his head and looked down at a glance, this empty hall was originally a place for her to play and play, that was the father was sitting in this position and looked at himself kindly.

"Qi'an." Jun Moxi paused slightly, looked at the familiar jade step red carpet on the empty hall and whispered.

"The old slave is here, what does Your Majesty command?" Qi An stepped out and said to Jun Moxi slightly.

"Tell me, what kind of mood did my father feel when he sat here before?" Jun Moxi looked sideways at Qi An with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"This ......" Qi An was slightly stunned, probably didn't expect Jun Moxi to ask such a word, his eyes turned slightly, and he thought carefully and said: "What is Your Majesty's mood at the moment, the first king must be in the same mood as Your Majesty." ”

"Really?" Jun Moxi's heart moved slightly when he heard this, and then the corners of his mouth slowly hooked a happy smile, nodded very happily, lowered his head and continued to look at the fold in his hand, as if this question just now did not exist at all.

Qi An quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to return to his original position to stand still, looking down at his toes, looking at his toes, and his appearance of being settled was not affected at all.

Tranquility was restored in the Zhengyang Palace, and just as Jun Mo Xi was contemplating, a little eunuch walked into the hall with light steps, walked quickly to Qi An's side, and after whispering a few words, Qi An nodded and waved the little eunuch back.

"Your Majesty, Vice General Fan and the monk ask to see you outside the Imperial Guard Palace." Qi An stepped out and said to Jun Moxi slightly.

"I just talked about her a while ago, and here I am." Jun Mo Xi bent his eyebrows slightly, folded the table shut, straightened up, raised his hand slightly, and said, "Xuan." ”

The door of the Zhengyang Hall was wide open, and the two figures who walked into it slowly were one tall and one short, the man was mighty in military uniform, and the woman was wearing a purple guard robe with a cold atmosphere, and the figure that walked in this step was really very pleasing to the eye.

"Your Majesty!" The figure of lifting the robe and kneeling was chic and atmospheric, and Jun Mo did not hesitate to sit on the high seat and look at the two people kneeling down, and the smile deepened in his eyes.

"Shang Yuwei, Vice General Fan doesn't have to be formal, please get up quickly." Jun Mo did not hesitate to raise his hand and motioned for the two of them to get up,

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The two stood up, Shang Zi's purple guard robe showed her bumpy figure, a silver saber at her waist glowed with a little light, and the golden dragon-shaped totem on the bright yellow sword slab showed Shang Zi's extraordinary identity, willow eyebrows flew, and a pair of dark eyes glowed with a little cold light, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

Generals in the palace were not allowed to wear swords without permission.

But this Shang Zi is different now, she has been promoted from a small imperial guard, to a three-grade imperial guard with a knife, the knife hanging from the waist is a thing that you don't hesitate to give yourself, you can kill the king, you can kill traitorous ministers, holding this sword is like the Son of Heaven in person, what a privilege is this?

Obviously there are just two more words, but this identity is different, the man next to Shang Zi is Fan Haotian, the eldest son of Fan Hu, the general of Zhenbei, and Shang Zi's uncle, and now he is also a general from the third rank and promoted from the second rank to the deputy general.

"Seeing that the two of you have returned safely, the lonely king is relieved, and all the things that come to the Lindu have been done, right?" Jun Moxi's sleeve robe waved slightly, raised his eyes to look at the two and smiled.

"Thanks to Your Majesty's blessings, all the rebels in Lindu have surrendered." Fan Haotian had a beard on his face, and his voice was loud and atmospheric, and his appearance of not being angry and arrogant was very similar to his father Fan Hu.

"Hahaha...... King Lone knows that Vice General Fan will definitely live up to King Lone's trust, and can overwhelm the rebels in such a short time, Fan Jiajun is really heroic, King Lone did not misunderstand you. Jun Mo Xi laughed loudly, turned his head slightly and said: "Qi An, reward the Fan family army, and reward the soldiers!" ”

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, for your grace!" Fan Haotian lifted his robe and knelt down, bowing in response.

"No courtesy." Jun Mo Xi raised his hand with a smile, turned his eyes to look at Shang Zi on the side and said, "Shang Yuwei is gone, are you satisfied?" ”