It was about autumn, and it had been raining lightly for the past two days, and it was pouring on the bottom of the buffalo hide, which made people not very tired of listening.

There are thick stickers on the ground, and walking on them is soft and silent, and Murong Mian is pacing slowly, his eyebrows are locked, and he always feels that there is something in his heart.

The night before leaving, he finally went to the backyard, but instead of looking at her, he followed the path paved with flower bricks all the way to the Huxin Pavilion.

He has his arrogance, and being able to go to the backyard is the biggest compromise, if she is interested, she should obediently run to him to say goodbye, and say a few words that are not salty or light, even if it is perfunctory. He knew that as soon as he entered the backyard, she would get the news immediately, but he waited in the Huxin Pavilion for a long time, and there was no ghost.

He watched the sun fall inch by inch, watched the twilight swing like light smoke, gradually blurring everything, he sighed hopelessly, and then raised his feet, like a thousand pounds, but he could only turn back and go back.

Passing by Lanyue Pavilion, he heard her voice and said that it was getting dark and asked Xiao Huang to go into the nest. The voice was crisp and crisp, which made him smile bitterly, in her heart, he was probably not as good as a chicken, she cared about Xiao Huang, but she didn't know that she cared about her husband who was going to travel far tomorrow!

Because of this, he was angry for a long time, so that Hao Pingguan had nothing important, he didn't have to send a message to the camp account, he didn't want to know the news about her, don't let him know the slightest, there should be no such person.

But Hao Pingguan, who has no eyes, really didn't have any news in a few days, so he scratched his heart and lungs here!

He stood still, and through the small window on the edge of the tent, he saw the soldiers outside, marching in the drizzle, the blazing torches illuminating the surroundings, the smell of pine oil in the air, and the mighty tent scattered in all directions, enclosing the emperor and his tent in the middle.

In the end, I still regret it, if I had spoken a few words to her before leaving, I would have been able to savor it now, and I wouldn't have been so cold.

Just as he was sighing, Jia Tong opened the curtain and came in, "Lord Wang, the emperor has sent someone over." ”

Murong Mian raised his eyes and looked, and a little eunuch stepped forward and beat a thousand children, "Lord Wang, the emperor asks you to check the archery skills of several highnesses." ”

On this trip, the prince and several princes also came with him, the emperor is a strict father, and he is not pampered by the princes, it is rare to have such an opportunity, so he naturally has to bring it out for training. No matter in the wind or rain, those who should be assessed will be assessed, and whoever is lazy and slippery, will go to the quiet room to face the wall when he returns to the palace. The princes are not like the children of ordinary people's families, who rarely punish and beat if they do something wrong, either reprimand, or think about it, for them, every word and line needs to be quite cautious, self-disciplined, and they can't make any mistakes.

Ning Jiu put on an oily leather raincoat for Mo Rongmian, tied a hat, changed into deerskin platform boots, and waited to go out.

On the open grass, there is a row of arrow targets, and the eight-year-old prince is drawing a bow and shooting arrows.

Murong Mian stopped to watch, only to see the prince with one eye open, his eyes were sharp through the drizzle, his hand was full of bows and he loosened violently, and the long arrow flew out, swishing on the bull's-eye.

Murong Mian couldn't help but applaud.

The crown prince and the princes turned around, saluted him, and respectfully greeted the emperor's uncle.

The emperor had a faint smile on his face and said, "In my opinion, even if you can get by, your voice is too good to give him a long face." ”

Murong Mian smiled and said: "The prince's archery skills have improved compared to last time, and he deserves to praise it." ”

The crown prince grimaced, looked respectful, leaned over and saluted again: "Uncle Xie Huang praises." ”

Little person, pretending to be old, Murong Mian looked at him a little funny, somehow remembered Bai Qianfan again, as soon as he thought of her, he was irritable, that little girl was really a scourge, he grew so big, he had never been so worried, and he couldn't lift his spirits in front of the emperor.

Don't know what she's doing now? Did you eat well and sleep restlessly? Do you think of him occasionally? It's cold in autumn, did the girls change the quilt for her?

Thinking about it, he secretly shook his head and sighed to himself, the dignified prince of Chu, the army of soldiers and horses, came out of the verbose old woman and son of Rory, it was really heroic shortness of breath!

"Third brother, third brother," the emperor called twice in a row, and Murong Mian came back to his senses, a little dazed, "What did the imperial brother say?" ”

The emperor smiled, "A few nephews want to see the archery skills of our Dongyue Kingdom God of War, and open their eyes." ”

Murong Mian didn't say a word, took the bow and arrow in the hand of the attendant on the side, put the quiver on his shoulder, pulled the bow away, stepped forward in three steps, his footsteps did not stop, he didn't need to aim, he shot out so casually, and at the moment of moving, he drew a long arrow from his back and put it on, shot again, moved again, and drew the arrow again.

walked five steps in a row and shot five arrows, and the arrows hit the bull's-eye, and the princes couldn't help but applaud.

The emperor smiled, "See, Uncle Three Emperors is the real skill, practice hard, you are still far from Uncle Huang!" ”

The princes bowed down to listen to the teachings: "What my father said is that the sons must work hard and study hard. ”

The emperor snorted, and his loving gaze stopped on the prince's face, "Okay, let's go back with my younger brothers." ”

The prince answered, led the princes away, Murong Mian saw them away, and said with a smile: "The imperial brother teaches his son well, and the younger brother is envious." ”

The emperor walked slowly to the camp tent with his hands behind his back, "What do you say about you, the princess will marry you into the door, and there will be two of you when you marry, there will be a day, why is there no news?" I know that you are lazy to deal with those things, but reproduction is the foundation of human beings, and the incense can't be broken, go back this time and be diligent, I will ask the Tai Hospital to get you some strong pills......"

Murong Mian's face was red when he heard this, and he hurriedly stopped, "Brother Huang, don't, you are the lord of a country, how can you worry about this kind of heart for me, even the strong pill has come out, it really makes the younger brother speechless." ”

"I think you have no place to be ashamed," the Emperor snorted, "and walk around the courtyards of the princesses, and connect with each other's feelings, if you don't have feelings, how can you be interested in that." I'm an emperor, but I'm going to worry about what happens in your boudoir......"

"Brother Huang!" Murong Mian interrupted him again, "If you want to talk about this again, the younger brother will retire." ”

"You see, you see, as soon as you talk about this, you are anxious," the emperor sighed: "I didn't marry a daughter-in-law, I went around to find out for you, and finally married two princesses and returned to the house, and you don't care, I can't nag a few words?" ”

"Okay, you nag, my brother's ear has listened to it, and it has come out of that ear."

"You, you," the emperor shook his head helplessly, pointing at him with his finger, "There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest." Think for yourself. ”