Tang Rao proudly led people out of Zhenxian Restaurant, and the gentlemen gathered in the aisle on the second floor came in to inquire about the situation, Cheng Nuanxin told them seven, seven, eight, eight, and everyone began to worry about Mo Yanlai, and a son who was good at shooting and hunting reminded him.

"Little Marquis, the second son of Tang has been hunting with the saint every year, and he has always been the first."

"That's because Brother Mo didn't go!"

Cheng Nuanxin glared at the son, and told everyone to disperse and make an appointment to hunt next time, although he knew that the person was a kind reminder, but he didn't like to listen to the words of others, and he never thought that Mo Yan would lose the competition.

No one in the capital knows that this Mo family is a family of Jiangmen, Mo Yan was born on the border of Liangzhou, grew up on horseback since he was a child, and learned to shoot and hunt earlier than to be literate and enlightened. If it weren't for the empress dowager's distress about this nephew and her insistence on taking him to the capital to take care of him, Mo Yan would have been a little general who went into battle to kill the enemy.

"You don't have to leave, it's enough to compete for half an hour."

Mo Yan said lightly and got up and left the table and went to the stable in the backyard. The crowd became excited again, they couldn't even hunt a hare for half an hour, let alone any competition, it seems that there is a good show to watch today.

Cheng Nuanxin thought they were too noisy, and as Mo Yan went downstairs, Mo Yan today behaved very seriously, and his cold eyes were hairy when he looked at them, not to mention the others who were not close to him, and the loot proposed by Mo Yan was even more appalling.

"Brother Mo, did Tang Rao offend you?"

"Sort of."

Mo Yan carefully checked each feather arrow, and Cheng Nuanxin also followed his example to help on the side, thinking back to the past between Mo Yan and Tang Rao, the two did not have any ties, if you want to count it, it was only the time in Qingfeng Tower a few days ago.

"Do you really want his right hand?"

"It's going to be decided."

Cheng Nuanxin saw that he answered simply, and the whole thing became clear in an instant. That day, when Tang Rao embarrassed Miss Wen San in Qingfeng Building, Mo Yan's expression seemed unnatural, and then he invited the shopkeeper to whisper for a while, he didn't understand it at the time, but now he can see it clearly. If Wang Wan'er hadn't made a move that day, Mo Yan would have helped too, but why did he do that?

"That Miss Wen San, Brother Mo knows?"

Mo Yan glanced at Cheng Nuanxin and didn't deny it, he didn't want to explain too much, and he didn't want to deceive him. Cheng Nuanxin tacitly didn't ask again, Mo Yan not only helped Miss Wen San that day, but now he has to vent his evil anger for her, the two must not just know each other.

"Gone."

Mo Yan rode on his favorite horse and galloped towards the Jingshan hunting ground, Cheng Nuanxin was not worried that Mo Yan faced Tang Rao alone, so he quickly clumsily got on the horse and chased out. He had heard that Tang Rao was acting insidious and treacherous, coupled with his familiarity with the hunting ground, Mo Yan would inevitably be calculated and suffered by the villain.

Mo Yan slipped two laps of horses in the horse farm in the hunting ground, and Tang Rao arrived on a horse in a hunting suit.

"Little Marquis Mo is really punctual."

Cheng Nuanxin fixed his eyes and saw that there was one more person and a rider beside Tang Rao, this person he knew, Tang Rao's cousin and the son who was good at riding and shooting, he really wanted to cheat.

"Second Prince Tang, why did you bring one more person?"

"What? If you're two people, can't I bring one more? ”

Tang Rao said it rightly, when hunting, they usually go together in two people to prevent them from being attacked by large animals, which is indeed reasonable. If you don't shoot Nuan Xin's poor hunting, it really can't help Mo Yan.

I remember that once the crowd went to the suburbs to shoot in the mountains and forests, he didn't even see a hare pheasant, and in the end he didn't even catch a fish, and everyone made fun of him for being a useless scholar.

"I, I'm not even half."

Cheng Nuanxin was deflated for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from far and near behind him, a tall and thin boy fell off the horse, bowed to everyone, and finally fell on Cheng Nuanxin.

"Brother Cheng, let me come."

Cheng Nuanxin laughed angrily at this, which master he was here for, but the son who blocked the door in the Hou Mansion with him this morning.

"This son, it's not a joke to go into the hunting ground to shoot."

"I know."

I saw that the boy didn't say much, took the bow and arrow in Cheng Nuanxin's hand, took the arrow and bent the bow and shot it hard, and the sharp arrow was strong and nailed to the big tree in the distance. Cheng Nuanxin must have practiced his posture when he saw it, at least a hundred times stronger than him, and it was a better choice now.

"It's okay, what do you call it?"

"Under the surname Wen Mingjian, the word is selected, and it is a close friend of the banquet."

Wen Jian stood in front of the two with a smile and waited for an answer, and Mo Yan nodded slightly in agreement. Cheng Nuanxin couldn't insist anymore, even if the character of the son introduced by Yanqing must be right, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave up his horses and bows and arrows, but he still told again and again uneasily.

"Please also ask Gongzi Wen to protect the little marquis, winning or losing is secondary, thank you."

Wen Jian smiled lightly, but his eyes flashed with a cold gaze like Mo Yan, Cheng Nuanxin didn't notice that he had closed his gaze, and looked at it again and returned to normal, and replied with a faint smile.

"Wen thinks that winning or losing is equally important."

Tang Rao waited on the side a little impatiently, originally he found his cousin who was good at riding and archery to come over to help, but now Mo Yan also has a new helper, as soon as he thought that the price of his loss was his right hand, he began to break out in a cold sweat.

"Hurry up, if you don't move your body, the sun is going to set, so it's good to be punctual and don't break the rules."

According to the agreed hour, they all arrived at the hunting ground early, and now it is the right hour, which is not a bad rule, but Mo Yan didn't bother to explain to Tang Rao, he kicked the horse's belly lightly and stepped forward.

"Half an hour is the limit, the one with more prey wins, and if the number is the same, the size is the same."

"No problem, let's go."

Tang Rao grinned and began to play clever again, and took the first step to whip up. Cheng Nuanxin stomped his feet angrily, Wen Jian was just ready at this time, he stepped forward and nodded with Mo Yan, and the two immediately rode away.

The two went all the way into the mountain forest deep in the hunting ground, Mo Yan tightened the reins and dismounted, leaning over the forest to check the traces left by the birds and beasts. Wen Jian also dismounted, set up his bow and arrows, and prepared to shoot the prey that appeared at any time.

"What is the goal of the little marquis Mo?"

"Birds."

Wen Jian smiled, Mo Yan really had a sense of confidence, it was not a whim, seeing his high-spirited appearance, Wen Jian couldn't help but feel envious. Wen Jian also passed his twentieth birthday not long ago, and he was the same year as the crown, but he was not as confident and free as him, and he was indeed the son of the military general Chengyanghou.

"The most common bird in spring is the pheasant, but the pheasant is difficult to shoot, and it will be detected if it is a little closer, and if it is too far, it will be less accurate."

"Looks like you know how to shoot hunting?"

Mo Yan stroked the tip of his nose and got up on the horse, kicked the horse's belly and walked towards the water source of the mountain forest, Wen Jian followed closely behind, and talked with Mo Yan.

"Little Marquis Mo also smiled, I am not very proficient in riding and archery, but I am very familiar with this mountain, forest and valley, if Little Marquis wants to hunt pheasants, I can find places where they often move."

"Gongzi Wen often walks through the mountains and forests, and he doesn't look like a hunter, are you a doctor who runs a medical clinic or is in the medicinal herb business?"

Although the Jingshan Hunting Ground is at the foot of Jingshan Mountain, the hunting ground is very large and borders the adjacent mountain ranges, so it is not difficult for outsiders to enter here. It's just that it's too dangerous and there is a possibility of being discovered by the hunting ground patrol, and ordinary people will not enter without permission, unless it is a matter of vital importance and has to do it.

"I opened a medicinal herb shop in my early years, and I was quite fond of precious herbs, and I really couldn't hide anything from Mo Xiaohou."

Mo Yan smiled immediately when he heard this, he really guessed eight or nine, but this Wen Gongzi is really interesting, not only can he ride and shoot but also knows medical skills, which is very interesting. He slowly stopped the horse, raised his hand and made a gesture of please, Wen Jian was not modest and pushed, and directly led the way in front.

After a short march into a taiga, neither of them said a word, and dismounted, one after the other, into a low bush. Wen Jian suddenly stopped and hid his figure, only to see two gray-haired hares not far away, jumping and chasing each other defenselessly, as if they were in love together.

Mo Yan calmed down, took the arrow and drew the bow, only to hear the sound of "whoosh", the sharp arrow was shot, and the hind legs of the two hares were injured by the sharp arrow, and they collapsed to the ground and could not move.

"Little Marquis Mo really has a benevolent heart."

"Rabbit meat is less, it's not delicious."

Mo Yan said as he put the two hares into a cowhide bag and fastened them to the horse's back without sealing the mouth of the bag. Wen Jian led the horse slowly, and a stream and spring in the mountains and forests came into view.

"Pheasants tend to be active in sunny coniferous forests, which are close to stream sources and have plenty of food for them to survive. However, pheasants are more territorial, so we will not encounter more than one male pheasant in one place, and it is difficult for us to win if we only shoot pheasants. ”

"Reasonable, let's fight first."

Mo Yan replied softly behind him, raised the reins of the horse and tied it to the tree, slowly approached the forest not far away with light hands and feet, skillfully set up the arrow and bent the bow, patiently aimed and shot hard, and a sharp arrow in the head of a pheasant fell to the ground in response.

"Mo Xiaohou is really a hundred shots, it seems that my archery skills can only bluff Cheng Gongzi."

The two led the horses over, and Wen Jian placed the fat pheasant on the horse's back, and the two planned to shoot all the way along the stream to the spring, and they were sure to have a good harvest.

Wen Jian was about to celebrate in advance, when a noisy dog barking suddenly came from the mountains and forests, and for a while, the birds and beasts hidden in the forest fled in all directions in fright, and he suddenly turned blue with anger.

"Villain! They actually used hounds. ”

Mo Yan couldn't help but laugh when he saw his gaffe, and then took out a bamboo whistle from his arms and put it to his mouth and blew it vigorously, a strange sound resounded through the mountains and forests, the sound was not loud but extremely sharp, and after a while, a brown feather golden eagle spread its wings and flew towards the sound of the whistle and swooped down to Mo Yan, Mo Yan stretched out his arm to hold it steadily.

Wen Jian almost exclaimed, it was the first time he had seen a falcon at such a close distance, and it was actually the most powerful bird of prey golden eagle. He took a closer look, this golden eagle was not small, it should be an adult, its feathers were supple, its eyes were deep, and it was raised well by its master.

"It turns out that Little Marquis Mo is prepared."

Mo Yan stroked the eagle feather of the golden eagle, which was actually very close to him, and he reached out and took out a piece of fresh beef from the leather pouch around his waist and fed it to it.

"They use dogs, of course I can use eagles, Tang Rao's right hand, I have to decide."