With a whoosh, an arrow of a golden arrow flew out and hit the bull's-eye. There was a burst of applause in the arrow pavilion in Donghua Gate, Xiang Hongxuan proudly put down the bow and arrow in his hand, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, this arrow seemed to slightly dissipate some of the pain of losing a child that lingered in Xiang Hongxuan's heart, Xiang Hongxi and Zhou Xun immediately came to Xiang Hongxuan's body.

"Your Majesty, your archery skills are getting better and better."

Xiang Hongxi was the first to speak, this kind of work to send Xiang Hongxuan a rainbow fart, he can only do it first, so as to meet his identity as a gentleman.

"Your Majesty, you are indeed more resolute and heroic than when you were younger."

Zhou Xun also began to compliment Xiang Hongxuan, compared to Xiang Hongxi's sycophants with low technical level, his compliments did put a few high hats on Xiang Hongxuan, and it seemed that he had something to say.

Xiang Hongxuan glanced at Zhou Xun, lowered his head and smiled, Xiang Hongxuan turned around and looked at the horse farm not far away.

"Lao Jiu, Yan En, we haven't ridden a horse for a long time, how about going to a race like we did when we were young?" Xiang Hongxuan said expectantly.

Xiang Hongxi was a little embarrassed, he was not afraid of horse racing, but could he win Xiang Hongxuan? And there is Zhou Xun here today, if he is a master of sycophancy, then Zhou Xun is a sycophant god, for example, the self-name he gave himself, the word Yan'en, is obviously to show that he is grateful to Dongyu Kingdom, this sycophant is not tasteful at all. With Zhou Xun here, Xiang Hongxi probably has no chance to shine today.

"Your Majesty, how do you want to compare? The minister remembers that when His Majesty was young, he said that horse racing should have a colorful head, and that is more interesting. Zhou Xun said matter-of-factly.

"Whoever wins will be given a bath, and whoever loses will be left to clean the stable, how about it?"

"Your Majesty, you don't have any jokes, the minister can only do his best to compete with Your Majesty." Zhou Xun looked confident, as if he was not worried about winning Xiang Hongxuan.

Xiang Hongxuan looked at it again, and Xiang Hongxi, who was silently on the side, smiled slightly.

"It's still like when I was a child, let Lao Jiu choose the horses first, Yan En, you choose the second."

"Commandment." Xiang Hongxi and Zhou Xun said in unison.

Soon they came to the stable, and Xiang Hongxi and Zhou Xun looked left and right in the stable, but they didn't settle down for a long time. In fact, it is not difficult to choose a horse, in the entire stable, that is, the two black horses sent by Beirong, are the best horses in a million, but how to race horses with Xiang Hongxuan is a problem.

Although these two Beirong dark horses are the best choice, if they are all chosen, Xiang Hongxuan will have no choice, and the outcome is clear at a glance. Xiang Hongxuan doesn't need to compare at all, just let them go to the imperial pool to bathe directly. But who would dare to really let Xiang Hongxuan come to the stable to clean it?

"Yan En, this horse is not very understandable to the king, Xiao Wang looks at the whole stable is the red horse, the spirit is strong, do you say this is a good horse?" Xiang Hongxi asked Xiang Zhou Xun tentatively.

Zhou Xun glanced at the big horse in the corner, in addition to being good-looking, it could only be an honor guard decoration, flashy. Zhou Xun raised his right hand, pointed to the two black horses not far away, and said, "Duan."

Wang, the jujube red horse is indeed good, but the whole stable, the two dark horses sent by Beirong are better, if King Duan wants to win, choose this black horse. ”

A weird smile leaked from Zhou Xun's face, and Xiang Hongxi frowned, he deliberately approached the dark horse and looked at it, what did Zhou Xun mean? He wants to win Xiang Hongxuan? He didn't dare, so let himself come?

"Yan En, your level of picking a horse is not as good as this king, this black horse looks very spirited, but this size is not good, this king still chooses this jujube red horse." Saying that, Xiang Hongxi took out the jujube red horse from the stable, and was just about to lead the horse out of the stable, when he turned around and asked, "Yan'en, which one do you choose?" ”

Zhou Xun walked in front of the black horse with a brisk step, and without hesitation, he took out one of the horses from the stable and came to Xiang Hongxi's side.

"Since the prince doesn't believe me, let's take a look at the skills on the horse farm."

Zhou Xun and Xiang Hongxi led their respective horses to Xiang Hongxuan's side, and Xiang Hongxuan was immediately interested when he saw the two horses with a large difference in size, one black and one red.

"Lao Jiu, Yan En, your eyes are really different."

"Brother Huang, don't dare to say anything else, the younger brother has won the favor."

Xiang Hongxi performed hard, although the wild words in his mouth were lies, but the joy on his face was true, Xiang Hongxi knew that Beirong horses were fierce and short, but the horses were extremely fast, and he couldn't compare with this jujube red horse at all, but Zhou Xun chose this horse, how should he compare with Xiang Hongxuan? Thinking of this, Xiang Hongxi felt interesting, even if he knew that he would definitely lose, he would clean this dirty stable, it was worth watching such a big show.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to choose a horse?" Zhou Xun didn't seem to care about Hongxi's words, and he asked about Xiang Hongxuan's horses.

Xiang Hongxuan waved his hand, and a guard not far away brought a white horse, Xiang Hongxi looked at it, and was shocked, isn't this the war horse of Dongyu's ** team? The war horses of Dongyu Kingdom are not the same as those raised in the inner courtyard of the palace, and the horses that charge into battle are the same level as the horses that walk funny? No one can win Xiang Hongxuan.

"Your Majesty, serve you and get on your horse."

Zhou Xun walked quickly to the white horse, led the white horse from the hands of the guards, he respectfully squatted in front of Xiang Hongxuan, his hands folded in front of his chest, Xiang Hongxuan stepped on his hands, and jumped on the horse's back, just like when he was a child, Xiang Hongxuan got on the horse for the first time, and Zhou Xun served him on the horse. That year, Zhou Xun also came to Dongyu Palace for the first time, he was fourteen years old, and Xiang Hongxuan was eight years old.

After Xiang Hongxi and Zhou Xun got on their horses, the attendants led them to the horse farm.

"Lao Jiu, Yan En, there are no monarchs and ministers today, just like when we were young, let's have a contest of galloping horses." Xiang Hongxuan said loudly, as if he had returned to ten years ago, at that time, Zhou Xun was still a white student, Xiang Hongxi had just learned to ride a horse, and he was not pro-government, in this horse farm, three teenagers chased me, riding horses, swaying sweat on their bodies, and finally tired to the grass, looking up at the sky, saying wishful thinking, absurd and true.

There was a sound of whipping, and three horses ran, perhaps

It's because of Xiang Hongxuan's words before the run, Xiang Hongxi, who has always been a hanger, riveted his strength, and desperately waved the whip in his hand, his jujube red horse really took the lead, slightly ahead of Xiang Hongxuan and Zhou Xun, but only ran one lap, and the horses under Xiang Hongxi were obviously a little physically exhausted, and gradually fell behind Xiang Hongxuan and Zhou Xun. No matter how desperately Xiang Hongxi waved the horsewhip, the jujube red horse had already done his best.

Xiang Hongxi looked at the backs of Xiang Hongxuan and Zhou Xun galloping, his eyes were a little moist, the horse was picked by himself, just like ten years ago, they made a wish on the grass, Xiang Hongxuan said that he wanted to become an emperor through the ages, Zhou Xun said that he wanted to become a virtuous minister, but he said that he hoped to have a magnificent palace and countless beautiful concubines.

Xiang Hongxuan smiled, when he became an adult, Xiang Hongxuan really built him a magnificent palace, but he was not particularly happy, because what he really wanted to say that day was that he wanted to become the bravest general in Dongyu. A teardrop fell into the air from Xiang Hongxi's face, and was quickly blown away by the wind, and he lost both his dream and horse racing.

"Yan'en, it seems that Lao Jiu can't catch up with us, there is only one lap left, don't be careless." Xiang Hongxuan became a little proud, and he shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, the minister is going to catch up with you, so don't be careless."

Zhou Xun retorted unceremoniously to Xiang Hongxuan, but his legs and feet were a little unnatural, and he tightened the horse's belly a little harder.

If nothing else, his dark horse should slightly win over Xiang Hongxuan's white horse, but how can his subordinates win the lord? Ten years ago, he won Xiang Hongxuan, because only then will the little emperor be impressed with him, his wish will be valued by the little emperor, and he will have the opportunity to enter the previous dynasty, since he stepped into the Dongyu Kingdom, he no longer has any extravagant hopes.

Now Xiang Hongxuan is no longer the emperor who once had to look at the queen mother in everything, he is the emperor who holds the power of life and death, Zhou Xun can't win him, and he doesn't dare to win him, but if he loses too obviously, Xiang Hongxuan will also be annoyed with him, and the most important thing is that he wasted his preparations. Seeing that he was about to enter the finish line, Zhou Xun increased the strength of his legs and feet a little bit, and Xiang Hongxuan's white horse and Zhou Xun's dark horse rushed out of the finish line at the same time.

"Yan En, you are still the same Yan En back then, this equestrian skill is still so good." Xiang Hongxuan tightened the reins of his horse and laughed heartily.

"Your Majesty, you are no longer the young man you used to be, and it won't be long before Your Majesty's equestrian skills will catch up with the minister." Zhou Xun got off the horse, he respectfully walked to Xiang Hongxuan's horse, half-squatted, and served Xiang Hongxuan to dismount. After a while, Xiang Hongxi finally ran to the end, and Xiang Hongxuan glanced at Xiang Hongxi.

"It seems that only Lao Jiu is still the old Jiu, and he will always be at the bottom."

Xiang Hongxi got off the horse out of breath, and when he heard Xiang Hongxuan's words, he barely had a smile on his face, Xiang Hongxuan and Zhou Xun looked at Xiang Hongxi's funny appearance, and they all laughed out loud.

At this moment, Xiang Hongxi also seems to have returned to ten years ago, a horse race without dignity, one is thinking about him, the other is a beginner, only Xiang Hongxuan is seriously racing horses, but these are not important, the important thing is that Xiang Hong

It's good to be happy, it was like this ten years ago, and it will be the same ten years later.

"Brother Huang, it's not that the younger brother is not proficient in horseback riding, but this horse is not powerful, and you can't blame the younger brother for not being proficient." Xiang Hongxi said the truth seriously, but Xiang Hongxuan would not believe it.

"I understand, Lao Jiu is low-key, then Lao Jiu is willing to gamble and lose, clean the stable, and can't let others pass for him, otherwise I will be severely punished."

After speaking, Xiang Hongxuan led Zhou Xun to the Feiyu Palace, they should go to enjoy the soup bath, Xiang Hongxi looked at the huge stable, this is going to be cleaned, it is estimated that it will be evening, how can he go back to the palace to see his baby son.

He lowered his head and sighed, in fact, he could find Xiang Hongxuan to intercede, after all, Ling Man had just given birth to a son to him this month. But Xiang Hongxuan's prince has just died young, and if he mentions his son in front of Xiang Hongxuan, Xiang Hongxuan will be very displeased. Next month, his son's full moon wine will not be done, and he will be happy with his son, but no one will know about it.

Now the whole country is grieving for the death of the little prince, and even Xiang Hongxuan's use of troops against Nanxi has stopped, saying that it is to gather blessings for the prince. It can be seen how much Xiang Hongxuan attaches importance to this child who died young, and his son is so unlucky, born at this juncture, their father and son are the same fate.

Xiang Hongxi looked at the sun in the sky, it was just past the hour, if he was fast enough, maybe he could finish cleaning earlier, thinking of this, Xiang Hongxi plunged into the stable and began to work hard.

(End of chapter)