Studying, practicing swords, riding and archery, such days quickly passed for several months. In the past few months, Yang Yun's swordsmanship and archery skills have improved a lot. Under the combined effect of diligent exercise and drug nourishment, he grew a lot taller and his body began to grow stronger.

In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to custom, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Emperor Fu will arrange a family banquet, which will be attended by all the children of the royal family and some important ministers and children. And two months after this family banquet, Yang Yun will turn fourteen years old. In Fuguo, fourteen years old is considered an adult, and at that time, Yang Yun will leave the palace and go to the palace to establish a mansion outside the palace.

will be fourteen years old soon, and Yang Yun's pressure is very high. Now Emperor Fu is almost sixty years old, and his body is still tough, but the world is unpredictable. If one day, Emperor Fu dies, then whether the princes can get along in harmony is a big question.

If something really happens, how can you protect yourself? Think about it now, Emperor Fu is still there, and it is all in danger at present. At that time, it will only be slaughtered.

On the night of August 15, the palace was brightly lit and the huge palace gardens were filled with people. Emperor Fu was in a very happy mood today, so he specially drank a few more glasses, his face was a little red, and he was so anxious that he dissuaded the father-in-law next to him.

The banquet has been held for a long time, and Emperor Fu waved his hand to call back the singing and dancing that added to the fun. The father-in-law next to him comprehended, and immediately stood up and said loudly: "Everyone, I am a martial artist in Dafu, and I am not interested in these things of Yingge Yan Dance, what does Your Majesty mean, let's take a look at these young talents in Dafu, how has my martial arts grown in the past year!" ”

Everyone present was not surprised when they heard Gao Gonggong's words, because this was already a common practice, and everyone had already prepared for it.

"Let me start by throwing bricks and jade!" A sturdy boy of about sixteen or seventeen years old stood up and said loudly. Everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out to be Sima Zhao, the eldest son of Sima Quan, the king of Jin. Sima Quan was originally the last young emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty, and thirty-two years ago he ceded the throne to Yang Yuan, the Taizu Emperor of Dafu, and was named the King of Jin. This King of Jin was originally Yang Yun's uncle, but this person is always cautious in doing things, and likes to chant scriptures and Buddha all day long. In order to avoid Emperor Fu from angering him, he rarely had contact with Yang Yun's mother and son.

Sima Zhao held a big knife in his hand and danced in his hand. He is burly, and his knife skills take a fierce and domineering route, and a set of knife techniques is very ornamental, and he won a round of applause after a while. Sima Quan, the king of Jin, who was a little bloated, took a sip of tea and looked quietly into the distance, as if his son's performance had nothing to do with him.

"It looks good, but it is not practical, and the battlefield should focus on taking the enemy's life and protecting yourself." Hearing Yang Yun ask himself, Qi Wei, who had been standing behind him, said.

Next on the stage were two young men in their twenties, these two Yang Yun knew, one was Ji Gang, the grandson of Taishi Ji Xiangran, and the other was Li Hongli, the son of Li Yue, the uncle and general of Huaihua. These two people seem to be old rivals, one person has a long sword, and you come and go.

The Dafu Empire is still martial, so most men practice martial arts, and in today's meeting, Emperor Fu and many senior officials of the court were present, how could these noble children let go of the opportunity to show themselves? Therefore, most of them came up with their best moves, or fought against them, or performed alone, and the whole garden, from time to time, there were cheers.

"Thirteenth brother, I heard that you have also been practicing martial arts during this time, and you will also show it to everyone, let us open our eyes!"

Yang Yun looked up and saw that it was Yang Yong, the ninth prince of the Ninth Emperor, who, like the second prince Yang Xian, was born to Empress Li Wan. Twenty-five years old this year, a year ago because of the disposal of Quanzhou water, was named the king of Qi, is the youngest prince of the king. This Yang Yong looks down on Yang Yun the most on weekdays, and often sneers at him.

As soon as Yang Yong's words came out, many people's eyes were focused on Yang Yun, and some people even showed a gloating smile. Everyone knows that the Thirteen Princes have been weak since childhood, almost do not know any martial arts, and never dared to fight before.

"Lao Jiu, don't embarrass the Thirteen Emperors, you see that he can be blown down by the wind, they are all his own brothers, can you bear to see him hurt himself." It was Yang Guang, the third prince who spoke, and his words seemed to be helping Yang Yun speak, but in fact it made Yang Yun even more embarrassed.

"Since a few imperial brothers want to see it, then the foolish brother will go up and offer a ugly one!" Hearing the words of the two princes, Yang Yun did not express any dissatisfaction, stood up from his position, and walked slowly towards the field. This time, it surprised everyone present, but they didn't expect that the thirteenth prince, who had never been weak, would really dare to go to the field.

"Hehe, I heard that the thirteenth brother has been practicing martial arts hard these days, and he must have grown a lot! It's not fun to dance alone, why don't you come and play with you! Not far from Yang Yun's side, a voice came abruptly.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that it was Yang Yan, the twelfth prince, who spoke, who was born to Zhao Zhi, the princess of Qi State, and was only ten days older than Yang Yun. Yang Yan has been strong since he was a child, and Yang Yun has not been bullied by him since he was a child.

Seeing Yang Yan stand up, some people who sympathized with Yang Yun secretly shook their heads, feeling that this Yang Yan's belly was too small, and they were unwilling to let Yang Yun go at the annual Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet. And Emperor Fu, who was sitting at the top, also sank his face for a moment, but then returned to his smile.

"Old Thirteen, your body is already thin, and you were seriously injured not long ago, I don't think you should play, how can it be good if the old injury recurs!" The one who spoke was a beautiful woman who was about thirty-five or sixteen years old, and she was also the person in the palace who cared most about Yang Yun, Concubine Cheng Lu Chan.

Speaking of which, this concubine Cheng is also a poor person, she was originally the daughter of a commoner, and she was accidentally favored by Emperor Fu and accepted as a concubine, but she was looked down upon by these imperial concubines with prominent families in the palace, and was often criticized by various kinds. finally gave birth to a prince for Emperor Fu, I thought that the mother could be expensive with the son, and it would be easier to live in this palace, but I didn't want to, but the child unfortunately died, and was secretly accused that I couldn't even take care of a child.

Perhaps because of the same illness, Concubine Cheng transferred her love for her son to Yang Yun, who was in a similar situation to herself, and cared for him a lot.

"Sister Chengfei, don't worry! It's just a competition, Yan'er will be measured in his shots, and he won't hurt the old thirteen. "This time it was Yang Yan's biological mother, Princess Xuan Concubine Zhao Zhi of Qi Kingdom.

"It's okay, my big man doesn't even dare to fight, how dare he go to the battlefield in the future." Yang Yun turned his head and gave Concubine Cheng a grateful smile, and then said lightly. Seeing that Yang Yun insisted on playing, Concubine Cheng sighed and didn't say anything more.

The princes competed with each other, of course, they couldn't use real swords, and the two eunuchs hurriedly stepped forward and held two wooden swords. Yang Yan took the wooden sword in his hand, gently shook it, and said with a smile: "Thirteen Emperor Brothers, you should strike first!" ”

Yang Yun was not polite, with a wave of the sword in his hand, he stabbed straight at Yang Yan's chest, Yang Yan did not dodge, the sword in his hand slashed downward, and directly hit Yang Yun's sword body. Although there is not much difference in age between the two, Yang Yan's physical fitness is obviously much better, and this sword alone makes Yang Yun's arm numb, and he almost can't even hold the sword steadily.

Yang Yan was unforgiving, and the sword in his hand flew up and down, pressing towards Yang Yun step by step. Yang Yun's strength is not comparable to Yang Yan, so he can only choose to dodge or use his strength to block. During this time, following Qi Wei and the emperor's personal guards, two swordsmanship masters, Yang Yun's swordsmanship has greatly improved, so although he was forced to retreat, he insisted on more than ten moves under Yang Yan.

"Uncle Twelve, what's wrong with you today! Writing articles can't compare to Uncle Thirteen, how come you can't even beat Uncle Thirteen with your best martial arts? It was the prince's second son Yang Ze who spoke, he was twice as senior as the two on the field, but there was not much difference in age. Yang Ze and Yang Yan have never dealt with each other, so now they refuse to let go of the opportunity to hit him.