Dou Zhao felt that he was a little worried during this time.

Ji Yong gets up every time and stops at the end of the day. Either reading or writing, occasionally going around the courtyard of Tsurujudo, and never even going out of the door of Tsurujudo, let alone causing any trouble.

Or is it because he is so serious about learning that he will be admitted to understand the yuan at a young age, right?

Dou Zhao guessed that from time to time, he asked Su Xin to pay more attention to Ji Yong's diet and daily life, and try to give him a more comfortable environment, which would also be conducive to his career.

Ji Yong quickly felt the change in treatment, and began to ask Su Xin: "I don't like to eat chicken skin, roast chicken in the future, and remove all the skin." Or he said, "How can cabbage have a stalk?" ”

These are all small things, and they are satisfied one by one.

Ji Yong shook his fan and went to Fayuan Temple.

Chapter 134 Qiuwei Dou Zhao is very strange.

Su Xin frowned and said, "Ji Gongzi said that it was almost the Midyear Festival, and he was going to find the abbot of Tuyin to discuss Buddhism." ”

It's good to go out for a walk!

Dou Zhao smiled: "He's still working here." ”

The little maid who was sent by Dou Zhao to serve Ji Yong said quickly: "Ji Gongzi studies Buddhism in the house every day, and says that when he goes to Fayuan Temple this time, he must grasp what the abbot of Tuyin said is speechless, and don't follow him to be vulgar!" ”

Dou Zhao was stunned and said, "Hasn't he read the "Four Books and Five Classics" these days? ”

Where can the little maid tell the difference, I only know that Ji Yong is lying at the desk for a few hours every day: "What do you often think in your mouth, what kind of big freedom and so on." ”

Dou Zhao was angry and instructed Su Xin: "What will we eat in the future, what will he eat?" Hens don't have skin, so how can they grow chicken feathers. ”

Su Xin was also very angry, feeling that he had failed everyone's sincerity.

As a result, Ji Yong stayed in Fayuan Temple. It is said that every day, the elders of several Zen monasteries such as Shengshou Temple, Relic Temple, Chongyin Temple, Hongji Temple, and even Dafang Temple in Lingbi County next door have attracted the elders of several Zen monasteries. Fayuan Temple is as lively as a temple fair, and what the Dou family cooks has no effect on him at all.

Could it be that this guy is really Chapter 134 Qiuwei is a Yuantong mage?

Dou Zhao couldn't help but think.

Before he became a monk, he had to lure the elders of other people's families to become monks, and wait for him to become a monk. wants to lure the emperor to become a monk, which is really in line with his character.

I just don't know who made him out of the house in the previous life?

Or, she just didn't know.

A guy like him who can get into trouble, presumably the Ji family will also keep silent about him!

She received a letter from Chen Qushui.

He wrote in the letter that Ji Yong did not have a number. But he has been very smart since he was a child, and he can read books at a glance, which no one in Yixing can match. He was known as a prodigy at a young age, and the Ji family doted on him very much, and he grew up smoothly all the way to today. If he is any different from the others, he is particularly naughty, and other children can go up to the tree and dig a bird's nest. Go down to the river to touch a fish or something, he is going to climb Tiantai Mountain after reading "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", and after reading "The Teacher's Table", he will be a wooden ox and a flowing horse, and after listening to the story of Xu Fu taking five hundred boys and girls to Penglai to seek immortals, he has alchemy at home, and almost blew up Ji Yong.

He was only nine years old at the time.

Old lady Ji was reluctant to beat, and it was useless to scold, so he was in a dilemma, so he had to ban his feet. Guan and Ji sighed for the three chapters of the law, as long as he can get the Jinshi, he can do whatever he wants in the future. But before I got the Jinshi exam, I had to read and write at home step by step, and I couldn't go anywhere.

He readily agreed, and it took him three years to pass the exam. Although people are arrogant, they are also much more stable. That's why Mrs. Ji asked him to take the guards and the little maid to travel around......

Do whatever you want!

Dou Zhao couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

Does the old lady of the Dou family know what kind of promise he gave Ji Yong...... The news that Song Mo won Dong Qi's pair of geese with a pair of miscellaneous five soon spread throughout Kyoto.

When Jiang walked into Yizhitang, Song Mo was practicing archery.

His body is like a green pine, his hands are like a rock, he draws arrows, draws his bow, and sends arrows, and he is vigorous and powerful, and he can do it in one go.

Jiang couldn't help but let out a "huh", and his eyes fell on the bow and arrow in his son's hand.

The bow body is jet black, the formation is simple, I can't see what kind of material it is, the bow arm is wrapped around the thick cow tendon, but the bowstring is as thin as a hair, shining with a dull light, at a glance you know that this bow is extraordinary.

"How did you take out the sunshot that your uncle gave you?" Her gaze swept over the bow, as if she saw the face of her deceased brother, and her voice softened a little, "Didn't you usually say that this bow was too eye-catching?" ”

Song Mo took out a carved arrow from the gold-painted quiver, and hit the bull's-eye with a "clang", then slowly put down the bow and said softly: "This bow is more casual...... I'll have to promise to do whatever I want. More certainty with this bow! ”

What does it mean to do whatever you want?

Jiang Shi was slightly stunned, and was about to ask carefully, when he saw that Song Mo had handed over the bow in his hand to Chen Tao, who was serving on the side, and took the handkerchief handed by Chen He, while wiping his sweat, he said, "Why are you here?" Are you feeling better today? And he said, "What about Heaven's grace?" Didn't he say to be with you? Why didn't you see him? ”

"How can it be so delicate?" Jiang Shi said, "I'm just too tired for a while, but now that I've taken Imperial Doctor Yang's medicine and recuperated for a few days, I've been well for a long time." ”

Song Mo helped Jiang to sit down at the stone table under the old locust tree on the side.

"Heavenly grace went to the academy." Jiang Shi took the tea from his son and said with a smile, "I'm fine, I can't delay God's homework for me, right?" Speaking of this, she remembered the purpose of her trip, and couldn't help but hesitate.

Song Mo looked at his mother with a smile and waited patiently for his mother to speak.

Jiang Shi pondered again and again, and then said euphemistically: "I heard that when Zhang Zongyao inherited the son, the Zhang family invited the Guanglian class to sing?" ”

Song Mo laughed and said bluntly: "Mother, do you want to ask me about gambling with Dong Qi?" Rest assured, I know the rain. As he spoke, his smile gradually narrowed, "If you allow you to play martial arts and be praised by the government and the opposition, the emperor is afraid that he will be worried and will not be able to sleep; But if you can't push forward in everything, the emperor will think that you are too cowardly. This golden mean is indeed the most difficult thing in the world. ”

Jiang couldn't help but ponder.

Song Mo sat next to him and drank tea quietly.

The wind rustled through the treetops.

Song Mo's thoughts drifted a little far.

He thought of what Chen He told him a few days ago: "Mr. Chen is investigating Wang Xingyi in Yunnan. ”

Wang Xingyi is the father of Dou Zhao's stepmother. Why did he check Wang Xingyi?

Is he going to check Dou Zhao carefully?

The thought was immediately suppressed by him.

Friends know each other, if he goes to check on Dou Zhao, then what has become of him?

But why is this idea so tempting?

He took a sip of his tea, somewhat nonchalantly. But somehow, I was choked on the tea and coughed again and again.

"Be careful." Jiang patted his son's back and said in pain. "Are you practicing archery for the sake of a few days of autumn?"

The emperor would hold a hunt in the autumn every year, and the noble family would select children over the age of fifteen to accompany him, and the emperor could also take the opportunity to test their riding arrows to promote talents.

Song Mo was given a hereditary four-rank finger within a few days of his birth, and he began to participate in hunting in spring and autumn before he learned to walk, but he didn't start to participate in hunting and riding until he was nine years old.

Participated in Autumn Wai for the first time. He finished second in horseback riding, fifth in archery, and the youngest of all the nobles. And it is also the best result of Guixun's children in recent years.

The emperor was very happy, and felt that there was a successor to the noble family, and rewarded him with a small grange of fifty acres of land.

He overshadowed the top three.

He won first place in the next two years.

Taizong Ling, the emperor's uncle Yuwang drank too much, and muttered in front of the emperor: "I don't think the British prince should be allowed to participate in the riding and archery competition anymore, so as not to fall the morale of other children." ”

The emperor laughed when he heard this, but threw the jade pendant of Hetian Yu on his waist to Song Mo, and said, "Song Mo, let me press them all behind." He said loudly to the princes and ministers present, "Who can compare to Song Mo, I will reward him with a deputy envoy of Jin Wuwei." ”

I heard my mother ask. Song Mo nodded, and said in a deep voice: "What does the emperor think of our family, you have to try to know!" ”

Jiang Shi's eyes suddenly moistened slightly when he heard this: "It's all my mother who has affected you!" There was a subtle choking in his tone.

"Mother, what are you talking about!" Song Mo hurriedly grabbed his mother's shoulder, "You only see my difficulties now, why don't you want to think about the glory that my uncle brought me when he was here." Don't say anything else. It's my bow, and the fit of the ride, and the guards around me......"

Jiang was relieved.

"Mother must not say such things again." Song Mo said softly to the Jiang family, "With the third uncle here, at most ten years, the Jiang family will make a comeback, we have to help our uncle cheer them up and help them return to the court, but we can't say such frustrating words." ”

Jiang nodded heavily, but tears couldn't help but fall...... After the fifteenth day of August, the wind blew and became cold.

The paddock for this year's autumn hunt was set up in Huailai.

When Song Mo and the others arrived, the emperor's personal guards had already set up camps.

The prince walked over with a sneeze: "God, how are you this year?" Do you want me to help you find a better bow? ”

He was twelve years older than Song Mo, tall and thin, white and clean, with the same thick eyebrows and tall nose as the emperor, and he sneezed constantly every autumn, and even more so when he arrived in the paddock. Qiu Wei is not fun for him, but suffering.

In Song Mo's opinion, his personality is a bit soft, like a teacher rather than a prince.

Following the prince was Shen Qing, the prince's cousin and the sixteen-year-old son of Hui Changbo.

He ridiculed Song Mo: "Deputy Commander Jin Wuwei, 50,000 taels of silver each!" ”

After the emperor said that whoever could win Song Mo would reward him with a deputy commander of Jin Wuwei, they joked in private that it was better to bribe Song Mo and let him lose to himself in Qiuwei......

Song Mo smiled: "It's easy for me to win, the problem is that I'm not the only one in this arena!" ”

Shen Qing was discouraged.

The prince smiled and said to Song Mo: "You don't care about him, he has racked his brains for the past few days and is thinking about how to get a ranking in Qiuwei." If that rank is so good, why do you threaten to buy Song Mo for 50,000 taels and lose ......" As he was speaking, someone slowly walked over and respectfully saluted the prince: "Your Highness! ”

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Make up for tomorrow's update.,Continue to write today's addition...... Poor Song Mo, his uncle died, his status was questioned, and he had to find a way to get through it himself!

PS: Keep asking for pink tickets!

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