"Young General, I'm thirsty and hungry now, Qinglong Leader, why don't you let the young general rest for a while, what do you think?" Yan'er looked up at Qinglong, Qinglong originally wanted to let the young general continue to practice, but Yan'er said so, so he could only nod, the soldiers next to him saw this, and hurriedly moved a small chair, Mo Xingyao sat on the small chair and shook his hand, although this bow and arrow was specially ordered by his father to be made for him, but pulling a bow and shooting arrows is also a tiring job, and this little hand is sore.

Yan'er hurriedly gave the young general some water, and then opened the food box, Mo Xingyao took out the pastries inside, and began to eat slowly, Qinglong looked at Mo Xingyao with both hands, yes, this kid let him find a reason to be lazy again, Mo Xingyao didn't care about Qinglong and looked straight at it, he ate the pastries slowly, and then Qinglong took him to train for a while, but still didn't shoot the arrow target, noon had arrived, Qinglong had no choice but to send Mo Xingyao back to Zhiqiu Courtyard with Yan'er, and after sending it back, he returned to the West Cross Courtyard.

"Mother, this morning has really exhausted me, this bow and arrow shooting is not fun at all, I really don't want to train anymore, Mother, can you let me rest for a few days!" Mo Xingyao watched Qinglong walk away, took off his little armor when he entered the house, and said to Ye Wanqiu with a pout, Ye Wanqiu looked at Mo Xingyao who was sweating again, and hurriedly said distressedly, "Yao'er, look at you tired and panting, show your mother your little hands." ”

Ye Wanqiu looked at Mo Xingyao's outstretched hands, and it turned red, this drawing a bow and archery is a heavy job, he is only eight years old, and he has to train like this every day, it is really embarrassing for Yao'er, she blew on Mo Xingyao's hands with pity, and then turned her head and ordered the servants to bring lunch.

"Yan'er, how is the young general's archery training today?" Ye Wanqiu was busy serving vegetables to Mo Xingyao, and at the same time raised her head and asked Yan'er who was standing on the side, Yan'er saw that Mrs. said this, and then looked at the young general who was squeezing her eyebrows, and hurriedly replied, "Madam, the young general's archery skills are getting better and better, and the Qinglong generals today have praised the young general for making a lot of progress." ”

"Oh, is it? Yao'er has made such a big progress, tell me about Weiniang, how many rings did you shoot today?" Ye Wanqiu heard Yan'er say this, and hurriedly smiled, looked at Mo Xingyao who was eating lunch with a grunt, and wiped the dirty little mouth corners of him with pity, Mo Xingyao saw that his mother asked like this, so he could only pretend to lower his head and eat and drink violently, and he didn't make a sound, Ye Wanqiu saw this, and she understood a little in her heart, she touched Mo Xingyao's little head and said, "Yao'er, don't be anxious, you haven't trained for long in archery, take your time, if you ask A-Niang to learn archery, A-Niang is afraid that she won't even be able to pull the bow." ”

"That's right, the young general, this bow, I and Sister Huan'er can't pull it away, the young general is only eight years old and so powerful, and it will be even more amazing when he grows up in the future." Yan'er gave Mo Xingyao a thumbs up, and when Mo Xingyao saw this, he heard his mother and Yan'er praising him, so he quickly opened his mouth and smiled happily.

"Mother, it's not difficult to draw a bow and shoot arrows at all, if your mother goes to the West Cross Courtyard another day, I'll teach you archery." Mo Xingyao is a child in the end, hearing Sister Yan'er and his mother praise him, he suddenly became proud again, and even wanted to teach his mother archery, but as everyone knows, his mother has always been hidden, in fact, she is also a master of archery.

"Okay, Yao'er, next time Yao'er is teaching her to shoot arrows for her mother, you hurry up and have lunch, you have to memorize your homework after eating, since the last time Mr. Teaching was angry with you, this mother has not found a good Mr. Teacher, if you find a good Mr. Teacher this time, don't you run away with Mr. Teacher, you know?"

Mo Xingyao stuck out his little tongue at Ye Wanqiu, thinking of the white-bearded teacher who was angry with him, the old gentleman, every time he taught him to recite poems, he shook his head, and his mouth was full of words, it was annoying to listen to, and the homework he taught was not interesting at all, it was really boring, so he made a small trick and made the old gentleman angry and left, fortunately, his mother has not found Mr. Teaching yet, and he can be happy for a few days.

"I know, mother, I must listen carefully to Mr. Teaching, and when my father randomly checks my homework, I will definitely memorize it backwards and make my father happy." Mo Xingyao smeared honey on his mouth and coaxed Ye Wanqiu, Ye Wanqiu heard Mo Xingyao say this, hugged him into his arms, and stroked him gently, this child is finally sensible.

In the afternoon, Mo Xingyao took a nap, picked up his homework and pretended to read a few words, and pestered Ye Wanqiu, he wanted to go to the backyard to play again, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help his commotion, so he let Yan'er accompany him, and he lay down in the house to rest, as soon as Mo Xingyao came to the backyard, he was like a wild horse, and began to toss, when Mo Lin walked into Zhiqiu Courtyard, he heard Mo Xingyao's bursts of laughter in the backyard, he shushed, and the soldiers who reported it were quickly silenced, and there was no report that the general was back.

Mo Lin quietly walked into the door of the backyard, hid aside and secretly looked at Mo Xingyao, only to see him slide on the slide for a while, swing on the swing for a while, and then run to the sand and play again, but after playing alone for a while, Mo Xingyao didn't know why, suddenly stopped playing, sat on the small rattan chair alone, and began to sigh.

"Young General, what's wrong with you, haven't you always liked to play in the backyard? Why are you suddenly unhappy today, is it okay for Sister Yan'er to play rattan ball with you?" Yan'er saw Mo Xingyao's little hand supporting his chin, looking like a little adult was sad, so he hurriedly squatted down and asked.

"Sister Yan'er, is this the case in other people's houses? Look at me, I don't have a playmate, every day I either learn to ride a horse-drawn bow and archery, or play in this backyard, I don't even have anyone to talk to me, you play rattan ball with me, you run so slowly, and there is no child as big as me to play with me, I am surrounded by you adults, why is there no villain as big as me?" Mo Xingyao was playing, and suddenly felt lonely, he remembered that a few days ago he climbed on the big tree in the backyard and saw the outside world, several children were running and chasing on the road outside, he was stunned, this was the first time he saw the outside world, he was very envious, and he would always play alone like this.

"Young General, who said that no one will talk to you, isn't there still me, Sister Yan'er and Mrs., then I'll play rattan ball with you later, Sister Yan'er should run faster, it's always okay." Yan'er wiped the sweat on Mo Xingyao's forehead, pulled the young general's little hand, looked at Mo Xingyao with a blank face, she didn't know what to say to comfort him, although the young general was in the general's mansion, although he had a first-class life, and there was a special person to serve him every day, he was like being kept in the general's mansion, he couldn't go out of the general's mansion, and he was training and homework every day, for the eight-year-old young general, it was indeed a bit lonely and boring.

"How is the major general's archery practice today?" Mo Lin turned around and asked Qinglong, Qinglong coughed slightly, and replied, "General Huiyu, it's much better than a few days ago, the arrows couldn't shoot far in the previous days, and today you can shoot on the stake, the young general is smart and clever, presumably after a few days of training, he will definitely be able to make rapid progress." ”

"So, he still didn't hit the target." Mo Lin grasped the key point in Qinglong's long list of words, Qinglong was embarrassed and didn't know how to reply, so he could only nod, Mo Lin looked at Mo Xingyao, hey, isn't he really the material to be a general? I've been training for more than half a month, and I can't even shoot a single ring of archery, what is he doing every day, and he still thinks about playing all day long, it's really not a talent.

Mo Lin walked into the backyard, Yan'er saw the general coming back, and hurriedly stepped forward and blessed his body, "Good general." Mo Lin looked at Mo Xingyao, and when Mo Xingyao saw that his father was back, he quickly got up from the small rattan chair and said, "Hello father." Mo Lin nodded, and said to Mo Xingyao, "I heard Qinglong say that you still can't shoot archery in the morning, it seems that you have to force practice, and in a few days you will go to the West Cross Courtyard to practice early, and come back after practicing until noon, do you hear?" ”

"Yes, Father." Mo Xingyao replied in a low voice, Mo Lin saw his well-behaved and obedient appearance, and his voice couldn't help but soften, "I've been busy with the affairs of the court these days, and I haven't checked your homework, so I'll test you a simple one today, just memorize a song of Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts", this is simple enough." ”

"Yes, Father, think quietly, the bright moonlight in front of the bed, suspicious, suspicious ......" Mo Xingyao blinked his big eyes and looked up at the sky, hey, he obviously memorized it yesterday afternoon, and read it several times according to the textbook at that time, and his mother said that this poem was the simplest, so let him learn this one first, why did he forget it, what is underneath? Mo Xingyao saw that his father gradually lowered his face, and he became even more anxious and panicked, and when he was in a hurry, he couldn't carry it anymore.

Seeing this, Yan'er hurriedly and quietly walked behind the general, tiptoed into the house, and after entering the house, he hurriedly stepped forward and said to the lady who was lying, "Madam, go to the backyard to have a look, the general is back and is checking the young general's homework, and the young general can't answer for a while......" As soon as Ye Wanqiu heard this, he hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, and led Yan'er to the backyard in a hurry.

"Qinglong, bring the admonition board, you can't write such a simple poem, I didn't let you recite "Shu Dao Difficult", "Two Songs of Long Trunk Travel" These are already very kind to you, I deliberately chose one of Li Bai's simplest poems, you still can't, don't blame me, I gave you so many days, you didn't even memorize such a simple one, what are you doing these days!" Mo Lin looked at Mo Xingyao, who was hesitant, and couldn't help but raise his voice, this kid seems to be really unsuccessful if he doesn't fight, and he can't even memorize as simple as "Silent Night Thoughts".