Gu Mingzhu replied lightly to Zheng Yuan's salute, didn't say much to her, just smiled lightly: "Forgive me for missing me, my third sister is here, I'll go talk to her." ”

politely and politely said goodbye to her, and smiled at Gu Mingyu who came from behind: "Yu Niang is also here, why don't you see the second lady?" ”

Gu Mingyu saluted her and said softly: "Second aunt, she wants to help the old lady with some affairs in the house today, so I came by myself." ”

Gu Mingzhu looked at her different from the previous caution and restraint, and sighed in her heart, it seems that the matter of the Gu family has changed Mingyu's original reckless and simple temperament after all, and I don't know whether this is good or bad.

She nodded, took Gu Mingyu to Princess Anping's side, talked with them, and waited for a while.

The smile on Zheng Yuan's face was gone, she looked at Gu Mingzhu coldly, and only after a long time did she raise her face slightly, and took the maidservant girl to the place where the ladies of the Cen family were, and talked to Cen Liuniang with a smile.

The sound of drums sounded in the shooting range, and the people around the field hurriedly stopped talking and laughing, dressed up the whole dress, and bowed to the Hanyuan Palace, the saint was dressed in a bright yellow pan dragon sleeved robe, and the purple and gold dragon crown on his head was shining, and the majesty came down the jade steps, and he was followed by the queen of the phoenix crown and Zhai Yi, and the emperor and queen arrived at the shooting field and were worshiped by everyone.

The waiter stepped forward and bowed: "There is a priest, please shoot." ”

The saint nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Accurate." ”

For a while, the drum music was loud, and the Qianniu guard attendant took the purple gold bow and the green feather arrow, led the white jade skull, and turned over and rode to the shooting range with the saint.

With a bow and arrows, the saint shot nine arrows in a row, which opened the color for the archery.

It's just that the nine arrows were not as expected, only five arrows hit the nearby Luhou, and the other four arrows finally failed.

The saint's face was a little embarrassed, this dynasty was founded on horseback, and the first emperor was on horseback for Taizu to lay down most of the country, the most important thing is to ride and shoot, every time the first emperor always took the lead in the field and won the first place, but today's saint is not good at this technique, so he will lose face in the shooting.

"In today's peaceful and prosperous times, the civil can govern the country, and the military can be safe, and there is no longer a matter of swords, and the saint naturally does not have to do the thing of riding and shooting in person, which is the blessing of the society." The queen said loudly, breaking the embarrassing situation.

The saint's eyes lit up, and when he turned his head to look at the queen of heaven, his eyes were faintly grateful, and he said loudly: "This is very true, it is the blessing of the society not to raise swords. ”

Naturally, everyone shouted long live and bowed down, watching the queen of heaven walk to the saint with a smile, and the husband and wife looked at each other and smiled, as if they were a little harmonious, and they were not as deadlocked as in the past.

After the saint finished the shooting salute, it should be the courtiers and the clan who accompanied the shooting, and the former dull and talkative king Li Mi was particularly energetic today, turning over the five-flowered skull, holding a bow and arrow, and then rode towards the sidelines, and shot a few arrows in an instant, but the arrows hit Luhou.

The commander on the side hurriedly sang: "Five arrows." ”

Li Mi's handsome face was full of happy smiles, and he turned his head and smiled with Li Yu, the virtuous king who was riding a horse slowly behind him, and said, "Why doesn't the second brother open the bow yet?" If you win the first place, but if you can get that bloody horse, it will be difficult to change the gold. ”

Li Yu smiled warmly, but he glanced at the prince and Chen Liuwang, who were turning over on their horses not far away, and said: "I have never been able to ride and shoot as good as San Lang, and this time I am afraid that I will let you." ”

Not only that, but he also handed the bow and arrow in his hand to the attendant who followed behind him, and rode unhurriedly behind Li Mi.

Li Mi said in surprise: "The second brother is not comparable? ”

Li Yu smiled and did not speak.

It's just that there was a loud laugh on the side: "His Royal Highness King Xian is so modest, he refuses to compare at the beginning of the salute, is it possible that he is afraid of losing, and his face is not good?" ”

Cui Yi rode a horse towards this side, his handsome face was full of teasing smiles, obviously laughing at Li Yu.

Li Yu was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "I heard that Cui Qilangjun is the best at wine tasting and riding and shooting, and today Yu is going to open his eyes." ”

Cui Yi raised his eyebrows, but ignored him, but turned his head and said to Li Mi: "His Royal Highness King Xian is interested in comparing with the previous one?" With a flick of the reins, Li Mi rushed out first, and Li Mi was naturally not to be left behind, and chased after him.

There was already a competition in the shooting range, but the eyes of the ladies on the sidelines fell on the other side.

Cui Lin, who was dressed in a jade-colored sleeved robe, turned over his horse, took the bow and arrow that Xiao Yuan was holding, and entered with the admiring and enthusiastic eyes of many ladies.

In fact, I can't complain that the eyes of the ladies are hot**, it is really Yulang's graceful demeanor, the handsome and noble face has a look that people can't look at directly, the handsome and straight robe is fierce and windy, with sculpture-like lines, obviously in the past it was a slender hand holding a pen and a book, but it did not look abrupt at all with a bow and arrow, and it was extremely strong and powerful, so that the ladies who were watching were reluctant to look away.

Such a Lang Jun should be a person in a spring boudoir dream, and such an opportunity in front of him is so rare.

Cui Lin didn't look at them, but rode his horse to the field with an indifferent face, and the afterglow occasionally fell on the red shadow of the begonia on the sidelines, and quickly took it back.

His horse didn't stop when it passed by Zhou Chuchu, but it made Zhou Chuchu's heart stop involuntarily, and it took a moment to resume beating.

Some time ago, the eldest princess of Yuancheng was sick, and every time there was a palace banquet, Zhou Chuchu went back to the princess's mansion to serve the sick, so she had never seen Cui Lin until today.

She was stunned as she watched Lang Jun, who was as handsome and outstanding as a god, riding past her, as if taking away all the brilliance in the shooting range and all her eyes, and a pair of eyes couldn't help but follow the horse slowly away, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, until the fluttering heart in her chest recalled her thoughts.

There is such an outstanding Lang Jun, right in front of her!

She didn't think much about it, turned her head and asked the lady who was standing on the side and was also looking at Cui Lin stupidly: "That one is Cui Jiagolang?" ”

The lady nodded, and looked back at her a little strangely: "The county lord doesn't even know about Cui Wulangjun?" He has been in Chang'an for some time, but he rarely goes to banquets on weekdays, let alone today. ”

said that his face was red, but he never saw the strange brilliance in Zhou Chuchu's eyes.

Boling Cui's family is a descendant of Langjun, and he is the world-famous Cui Wulang, with such a character and such a family background, I am afraid that it will be difficult to find a second one.

Zhou Chuchu looked at the long and jade back, and a smile appeared on her face, such a Lang Jun is what she wants.

After all, compared to Cui Linlai, several princes are far inferior, how could Zhou Chuchu, who has always been proud, be willing to wronged himself to choose one that is inferior.