Chapter 187: The Danger of Striking the Bow (2)

The field is full of good hands who hit the bow, how can they not understand the situation, seeing that the weak little woman is pale and panting in the right place, some people have the heart to help, but they touch it carefully, only afraid that He Lu will take a fancy to her, so they will entangle and tease her, and they think that they can't offend Helu for an unidentified civilian woman. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

There are also some people who know about the court, because they learned that Feng Ling advocated the law of tax merchants in the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and a strip of water affected their relatives to some extent, so they hugged some of the joy of falling into the well and stood by.

In the end, someone couldn't see it, blocked it for her a few times, and gave her a chance to breathe. Feng Ling looked sideways, but unexpectedly, the person who helped her was the prince who treated her the most lightly. Taking advantage of the closeness, she hurriedly thanked her.

"I don't want to see the Turks bullying my Tang family's daughter." Li Zhi interrupted her thank you coldly, and kicked the horse's belly to chase the ball, still refusing to look at her squarely.

Feng Ling took a break to catch her breath and take a little rest, she felt that something was wrong with the five-flowered horse before the start of the game, and she was about to take advantage of the gap to check, but the rattan ball did not allow her to breathe so much, and the vermilion rattan ball that had just left her sight for a few breaths suddenly turned back again.

Different parties, this time the rattan ball came straight to her head with a fierce wind. When Feng Ling's mind first entered the palace, he encountered the saint and the princes bowing, and the rattan ball that she smashed on the trunk after she dodged it. At that time, she was still able to easily avoid the rattan ball that was coming at her head, but now, she was exhausted and dizzy, and she could no longer dodge.

The rattan ball went straight to the head, full of strength, and there was no life under one blow. Feng Ling's heart was sad: Helu really refused to let go, and when he dragged people tired, he would kill the killer.

But when the rattan ball was less than an arm's throw away from her, the strong figure passed by her, and the wind spirit watched Helu meet the rattan ball with murderous intent, put aside the club in his hand, and actually stretched out his arm to wave towards the rattan ball, and used his own arm to block the rattan ball for her.

The rattan ball fell to the ground and fell apart, and the copper bell rolled out of the broken rattan ball, still innocently ringing.

The breath that grew from the wind spirit's chest was only halfway through, and the five-flowered horse suddenly picked up its hooves again, and Helu passed by the wind spirit as he galloped over, and the huge impact startled the five-flowered horse. From the beginning of the race, the wind spirit tried to restrain it, although it shook its head and writhed from time to time, it was still barely able to ride, but under this start, it could no longer be controlled, and violently shook its hooves backwards, jumping in place.

Wind Spirit couldn't help but clamp his knees tightly on the horse's belly, leaning over the horse's back. But the tighter she clamped it, the more painful it seemed to be, and the more powerful it was to shake her off. Feng Ling suddenly felt something the inside of his leg, and there was a faint tingling sensation when he pressed against it.

She gritted her teeth, freed up a hand that gripped the reins, and leaned towards the inside of the saddle.

"What to do! Don't hurry up and tighten the reins! When Heru heard the madness of the horse, he turned his head to look at her, and when he saw that she had let go of the reins with one hand, he blurted out Turkic words and shouted in astonishment.

Wind Spirit's fingers touched an object that was as hard as a cold spike, as if it were a spherical copper and iron with thorns, small and sharp. She reached in a little more, trying to grab the spiky object and take it out.

As if in pain, the five-flowered horse jumped as hard as he could. The wind spirit will have time to grasp the object in the future, but it has no time to draw its hand to hold the reins, and the remaining strength in his body is instantly exhausted with the jump of the five-flowered horse. She reached out and grabbed a handful of air in mid-air, and fell diagonally from her horse.

The five-flowered horse suddenly lost its restraint and burden, and sprang forward violently. A rouge figure fell heavily to the ground, rolled in the gray dust several times, and then did not move.

Feng Ling's eyes were already in a dark chaos, she heard the neighing of horses, many panicked voices calling "Gu Niangzi", the closest to her, someone said ugly Turkic words, as if to scold her for being stupid, and there were rough hands around her arms.

The wind spirit subconsciously wanted to break free, but he couldn't move his body, and finally couldn't support it, softened his body, lost consciousness, and fell into a dark depression.

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Li Shimin stood up from his seat and took a step forward, and Ah Sheng had already instructed the internal supervisors around him to be assigned to carry people off the field, those who should go to the Shang Pharmacy to ask for the emperor, and those who should go to the Lingbo Hall to inform them, and they were assigned in an orderly manner.

"Your Majesty." Ah Sheng bowed and reminded, "The bow competition is not over yet. ”

No matter how the wind spirit is in front of the saint, it is still a commoner. It's just an insignificant civilian falling from a horse, and it shouldn't have affected the event, and if you replace the previous one, the event should continue.

Li Shimin raised his arm and was about to announce a restart. He Lu got off the horse, walked to the sidelines and raised his arm to Li Shimin: "I'm afraid that the minister has hurt his muscles and bones, swept away your interest, and hopes that the Khan will forgive you." ”

This "Tian Khan" is a symbol of the vassal king's submission to the Tang king in public, and Helu has already called it "Tian Khan", and this audience is well deserved, and it can be ended decently.

Immediately, He Lu said some words of praise, and Li Shimin replied magnanimously. Deterrence and intimidation have the prestige of the Tang Army, appease and return by the way to rely on the marquis to give officials, He Lu changed his clothes, and was awarded the governor of Yaochi, General Zuo Xiaowei, and was given a tooth tent in Mohe City, Tingzhou.

Whether it was Ashina Helu or Li Shimin, although they never asked about the injury of the wind spirit, they kept holding banquets and laughing until night, but they were somewhat absent-minded.

By the time the song is over, the moon is already high in the sky. Ah Sheng held the lamp and led Li Shimin, who had been dressed in a darker robe, through the path to the Lingbo Palace. Before the people arrived in front of the hall, the noise came first, and Li Shimin stopped and frowned. Even if the moonlight is not clear enough, you can hear Helu's rude shouting.

Li Shimin gave Ah Sheng a look, and Ah Sheng hurriedly trotted towards the Lingbo Palace. After a while, the noise gradually subsided, Ah Sheng bent down and ran back again, and said to Li Shimin: "General Helu shouted in front of the palace to visit Gu Niangzi, and the guards on duty did not allow foreign men to step into an inch, and they refused to let them, so there was a dispute. ”

"Which one is on duty? I have the courage to do so. Li Shimin took a few steps forward and asked casually.

"It's a delay."

Ah Sheng's reply seemed to stop Li Shimin's footsteps, and after a pause, he chuckled lightly: "Naturally, it's him, and these two people still know that they are afraid of the royal prestige, and they have not demolished the Lingbo Palace." ”

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at Ah Sheng suspiciously: "That girl is just a woman from a merchant family, although her appearance is beautiful, she is not a national color, why is He Lu so concerned?" ”

Ah Sheng Shen instinctively told him that this matter should be made clear to Yang Shufei first, but the current situation is not easy to identify, Gu Niangzi not only gained a firm foothold in the palace, but also took over the important tax matters, today's bow field, the prince blocked the balls for her, he saw it clearly, but I am afraid that in the future, King Wu's hope will be less and less, Yang Shufei's power is only in the harem, and the prospects of King Wu's mother and son are really not easy to say.

Ah Sheng has been driving with the king for many years, and how he understands that the more muddy the pool, the more he must hold the pillar in order to ensure everything. At that moment, he said 1510: "General Helu said that when Gu Niangzi led his own troops to go out of the goods in the past, there were some misunderstandings with his subordinates, and there was a battle, and they sympathized with each other, Gu Niangzi was hit hard, and he wanted to explore her. ”

Li Shimin casually said "oh" and didn't mention it again. The lights flickered, and Ah Sheng couldn't see the look on the saint's face clearly. He didn't know, at this time, Mo said that he couldn't see clearly, and even Li Shimin himself didn't know very well, why he couldn't arouse his surprise when he heard that Feng Ling had fought with the Turks, but felt that she should be so strong and brave.