Shen Mu understood Murong Huan's mood at this time, but unfortunately, Murong Pei's "IQ" was not even half of Murong Hui's. These two are obviously brothers, but the gap is too big!

After Wanqing finished speaking, she glanced at the sky and said, "Uncle Murong, my father should have arrived, I will retire first!"

Murong Huan said: "Her Royal Highness the Princess, please ......" After Princess Wanqing left, Murong Huan glared at Murong Pei again: "Since you are here, stay here, pay attention to the etiquette, don't say anything that should not be said!"

Even though Murong Pei was angry in his heart, Murong Huan was his father after all, so he couldn't rebel in front of everyone, so he reluctantly responded: "I know, Dad!"

In Russia, three thunderous drums "rumbled".

After the drums, the saint rode a horse full of snow, and then surrounded by many fathers-in-law, palace maids and a team of gold-armored guards, slowly walked slowly!

The hundred officials stood up in silence, and the troops stood in awe.

The white horse walked slowly, with four hooves lightly, holding the current saint, and stepped into the venue step by step.

With the entrance of the saint, everyone present knelt down and bowed to the ground in unison, and congratulated in unison:

"Welcome to the saint Tianwei!"

The sonic boom is like thunder, and it will not stop for a long time!

Shen Mu knelt on the observation deck, raised his eyes and secretly looked at what the most powerful person in the world looked like.

But seeing that the saint was wearing a cirrus crown on his head, the crown was not particularly exaggerated, and only a blue gemstone was dotted in the center. The golden robe was embroidered with the pattern of nine dragons soaring clouds, and the sleeves of the robe were carried high by the wind under the turbulent golden waves at the corners of the robe. In the center of the dragon robe is a auspicious belt, and the auspicious belt is inlaid with a circle of transparent jade. The auspicious belt is tied with a piece of Yu Missing Jade, which should be carved with the pattern of the fish leaping over the dragon gate. On his feet are a pair of gold silk riding boots, the top of the boots is slightly upturned, and a ring of gold locks is embedded to prevent dust from splashing the upper of the boots.

Although the saint is more than 70 years old, the skin on his face is still white and tender, except for the inevitable wrinkles on the top of his forehead and the corners of his eyes, if he does not look carefully, he always feels like a middle-aged man. His eyes were sharp, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his whole body exuded an aura of non-anger and self-authority.

Shen Mu looked at it and couldn't help but sigh. The power of this Son of Heaven is really extraordinary. He was already kneeling far away, and he still felt that the majestic and solemn bearing made him breathless.

I thought that the saint in his seventies should be an old dragon clock, hunched over, but I didn't expect to be so vigorous and full of energy.

The saint's beard is snow-white, and the white beard is slightly upturned, which complements the snow-white BMW sitting down. He glanced at the hundreds of officials and courtiers kneeling all over the mountains and fields around him, his eyes were full of everything, and he waved his hand very satisfied: "Ladies and gentlemen, be flat!"

"Thank you, saint!" everyone stood up, their eyes never taking off the saint for a second.

Yuan Tingzhen, the head of the cabinet, was already standing in front of the altar, behind him were several ministers of the cabinet, the master of ceremonies and several eunuchs were beside him, and on the other side were several princes and princesses.

Father-in-law Zhuang stepped forward to lead the horse, and a father-in-law had already brought a wooden ladder and placed it under the saddle to welcome the saint off the royal horse.

Yuan Tingzhen presented a piece of jade Ruyi in his hand. The saint took Ruyi, held it in his hand, and ascended to the altar.

The saint looked around and raised his voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the weather is beautiful today, and the weather is good, so it is a good time to hunt. "The voice is round and earth-shattering.

All the ministers said in unison: "My lord is mighty, God bless the clouds!"

The sage continued, "You must all be wondering why this year's hunt has been advanced, so that I can make it easier for you to chatter. I had a dream a few days ago, and I dreamed that when I was young, I bent my bow and arrows with my ministers, and when I woke up, my hands and heart were itching...... I don't know how many times I'll be able to shoot arrows with a bow, so I just took advantage of the strength I still have, and the heavens to protect me, so I simply put this hunt forward!"

When the saint finished speaking, everyone shouted in unison: "Long live the saint, long live, long live, long live!"

The saint waved lightly: "Excuse me, excuse me!" What about people, if they can reach the age of 100, they have already become legends, long live, wouldn't they become monsters. He was in a very good mood today, and he made a joke of himself in front of all his courtiers.

The joke of the saint, no one dares to really laugh.

On the contrary, because of this joke, Yuan Tingzhen, who was standing aside, was a little uneasy.

It does not mean that the saint has a cold and is sick. Why is there such a look today? Could it be that the previous news is all a fake?

Yuan Tingzhen "chuckled" in her heart, could it not be that the saint did it on purpose, what she wanted was to see who had a heart of disobedience?

I only heard the sage say again: "The auspicious time has come, let's not talk much, today is mainly to see the performance of the princes, the five battalions and your ministers." You don't have to hide it later, how much ability you can use...... Come on, get a bow!"

Gonggong Zhuang took the sage's longbow from a little eunuch and held it in both hands.

It was a magpie-painted bow, finely made and perfectly carved.

The saint took the bow in his hand, and took a feather arrow handed by Grandpa Zhuang, and the arrow was wrapped in an oilcloth.

The saint put the arrow on the string, lit the scissors, aimed at the brazier on the altar, drew the bow, aimed, and shot.

The arrow arced and landed into the brazier with unmistakable accuracy, igniting the brazier with a "boom" that had already been filled with oil and coal.

The flames were ignited, and everyone shouted in four voices: "My lord is mighty, and the sun and moon are revealed!"

Shen Mu didn't know these words, but everyone who listened to them exclaimed, and their lips moved with it.

Seeing this, Murong Huan said with a smile: "These are perennial conventions, and these are all the words. Immediately, the saint will burn incense and pray for blessings, and after praying for blessings, the captains of each team participating in the hunt will go to the school field to shoot arrows, each with three feather arrows, and the one with the largest number of rings will be given priority to send troops......"

Shen Mu said: "Why do you have to divide the hunt into front and back order!"

Murong Huan said: "Do you think this is a barren mountain and a wild range? This is a royal enclosure, in the enclosure, not all places are infested with birds and beasts, if you enter the enclosure early, you can occupy a favorable position in advance, and the harvest will naturally be full." ”

Shen Mu suddenly said: "Thank you for your advice!"

Murong Huan smiled slightly, and said to Pan Guangyao: "Guangrao, this year's is my nephew's appearance." Last year, you won the top three in Donghai, have you ever thought about competing for the top spot this year?"

Pan Guangyao said: "Don't come to this set, this year's scene, we are the foil, don't think about the first three things." ”

Tao Yanji said: "See, let's make up a number for the princes today...... Lord Murong is really, I'm afraid you already knew about this matter, so you didn't let Xishan Dao participate in the meeting, ......right?

Murong Huan said: "This king really doesn't know, and he only got the news from the Ministry of Rites when he arrived in the capital. It's not that Xishan Dao doesn't want to participate, Nansang's matter is not over yet, and the armies really can't transfer manpower, so it's better not to participate than to put together and affect Tianwei!"

Geng Zhong finally said the first sentence at this time: "It's really good not to participate, protect yourself wisely, and stay out of the matter!"

Murong Huan knew that he had a voice outside his words, among the four kings, Geng Zhong had the smallest belly, and he was a prince after all, what was he arguing about!

While the four of them were talking, the saint had finished praying to heaven.

Three pillars of golden Optimus incense emitted a cloud of smoke that wafted over the paddock.

Gonggong Zhuang led the saint to sit down, took out a scroll of brocade and read, "The auspicious time has come, and the hunt has begun." Then he gushed and thought about the teams at the meeting.

Today, a total of 12 teams hunted. Among them, there is one team for each of the five princes of equal power, one team for the five battalions in the capital, only three teams for the four princes because Murong Huan did not participate, and the last team is the palace inner garden guard led by the saint himself.

The twelve teams, in addition to the saint's personal guards, each captain followed the name of the Zhuang Gonggong, all mounted horses, held bows, and lined up one by one in front of the altar.

After everyone assembled, they all went to the colonel field to prepare for the arrow.

On the observation deck, you can just look at everything carefully.

Murong Huan hung Murong Pei, and saw that King Kang had already played. He stepped down from the stage and looked for Murong Pei's location.

Shen Mu continued to stay on the stage to watch archery.

About half an hour later, the winners were decided.

The leader is naturally a saint, they won the second, the second place lived up to expectations and fell on the eighth prince Zhang Qiong, followed by the eldest prince Zhang Yang, the fifth prince Zhang Qiong, the third prince Zhang Shuo and others.

Shen Mu was quite surprised when he saw that Zhang Qiong, the king of Kang, could get the third, this prince who looked like a gentleman could actually enter the top three, which should not be underestimated.

The armies were assembled. The saint took the lead, and many eunuchs and cabinet ministers gathered around him, looking at it for fear that the saint would accidentally fall off his horse.

The saint was also upset, and shouted, "What's the matter?

Yuan Tingzhen, Zhuang Gonggong and others immediately fell to the ground, and said in fear: "Weichen/slave don't dare!"

The sage said: "Okay, I know it in my heart, you can wait!"

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward and shouted at the mighty and domineering twelve phalanxes behind him: "Yunzhao Erlang, there are not birds and beasts in the forest in front of you, not tigers and wolves, but our enemies, and the time has come to kill the enemy...... Go with me!"

The armies shouted in unison, "Good! good!"

When Shen Mu heard this, he couldn't decide to be funny, feeling that the saint actually treated the hunt as a battlefield to fight...... Pity the beasts in the fence, they have no ability to resist!

As the saint marched forward, the twelve processions of horses followed the saint's figure into the paddock.

Dusty and horseshoe!

Shen Mu couldn't help but think back to the battle under Ninghai City not long ago.

The battlefield was killed, with countless casualties, and I don't know how many people still remember who the white bones under Ninghai City belonged to and where they were born......

It's only been less than two months!

The world is so unfair......

The royal family can take hunting as fun, and use the hunting ground as a battlefield, but on the real battlefield, how can it be like this!

Shen Mu stood on the observation deck, doing nothing, bored, seeing that the army had already entered and walked away, he went down the steps, thinking about wandering around.

Anyway, the saints and princes have already entered the hunting field, and they don't need to pay attention to too many rituals.

Take a walk, when there will be no problems.