Chapter Twenty-Eight: Autumn Hunting Competition

"How? Isn't it handsome? ”

Xuan Mobao was very satisfied with his appearance, walked up to Xuezhu, and snapped his fingers a little proudly.

"Yes, Miss! You're like this, the slave and maid are almost unrecognizable. ”

Xuezhu was very supportive, and praised Xuan Mobao to laugh out loud.

When the master and servant came to the hall, Xuan Chengyu was already waiting there, and the moment he saw Xuan Mobao, he was also a little shocked.

"You girl, you look a little like that."

Xuan Mobao smiled and winked at him playfully, "That's nature." ”

"Bao'er, are you really sure?"

Xuan Chengyu still couldn't help but ask, after all, ......

The original Xuan Mobao really didn't know anything, he was used as a gun, and he was stupid, and he was only calculated.

"Dad, don't worry, you can't get the first, at least you have to mix the top three. Oh, by the way, is there any reward for the top three? ”

Of course, Xuan Mobao didn't dare to take the lead, after all, in this time and space, the so-called martial arts, she really didn't know anything at all.

"It will be announced when the time comes, and this king only knows that the emperor said that the first place is a gold medal for avoiding death."

"Okay, let's go."

Xuan Mobao didn't care very much, but most of his interest was for the sake of the death-free gold medal.

At this time, Mu Nanzheng, who looked impatient, was taken out of the quilt by someone.

was dragged to the hall, and he saw Princess Lingyu with a look of wanting to speak, and of course, Mu Houye with his hands behind his back.

"What is this for?"

A great resentment emanated from him, and the whole person leaned crookedly on the two attendants, looking like he couldn't wake up.

"Come on, find a basin of cold water to wake up the prince and refresh him."

Mu Houye narrowed his eyes, looked at Mu Nanzheng, who looked like a hanger in front of him, and felt that the breath held in his heart had reached his throat again.

"Phase...... Xianggong ......"

When Princess Lingyu heard this, she instantly felt distressed, and stepped forward and tugged at Mu Houye's sleeve, wanting to say something.

"Madam, if you continue to be so spoiled, this kid will get into trouble sooner or later! Today, he will go if he goes, and Lao Tzu will tie him up if he doesn't go! If...... Just take the first place, otherwise, I will stay in the house for two months! ”

It was the first time that Mu Houye looked so grim and looked at Mu Nanzheng, with a touch of depth in his eyes.

It's just that Princess Lingyu and Mu Nanzheng didn't find out.

"This ...... This...... Isn't this still young? ”

Princess Lingyu was also a little aggrieved, looking at her son who had been spoiled since she was a child, and then at Mu Hou Ye who was angry, she could only hesitate to let go of the hand that was holding Mu Hou Ye's sleeve.

"What kind of autumn hunting competition, Lao Tzu is not rare."

Mu Nanzheng waved his hand very impatiently, glanced at Mu Houye, and finally lost the battle, let the attendants tinker, and was unwillingly pulled out of the door.

The autumn hunting ground is a mountain forest on the outskirts of Kyoto, and it is the exclusive hunting ground of the royal family.

Today is the annual autumn hunting competition, compared with previous years, this year is more of a young people's competition, a little more enthusiasm and noise that was not in previous years.

At this time, the hunting ground, which was already full of people, was surrounded by onlookers and civil and military officials who accompanied their children.

"Hey, here it is......"

"It's so lively......"

"Yes, I heard that this year's autumn hunting competition is all a competition for young people, and they are still the children of official families."

"Yes, I heard that this year's rewards are much more generous than in previous years."

"How do you know?"

"I have relatives who work in the palace, of course I know about ......"