"Gah... Ga... Gah..."

King Zuoxian, King of Guanning, Murong Bolie's Mansion, is conducting the second martial arts, shooting geese, of course, shooting geese is called "shooting Honghu" by the Yan people, the reason is that Yan and Yan have the same sound.

The geese fly in the sky, of course, the difficulty is far greater than the sheep running on the ground, so a group of sons bent their bows and arrows, and shot indiscriminately, but there were very few geese in the arrows, and the geese were just frightened and screamed, flying around.

However, there are also outstanding among the sons, who shot down a lot of geese, such as the son of the stalwart general Ono Ken, Yuwen Amber, the son of the northern lord Yuwen Tuluo, and Lou Gan, the son of the local lord Lou Zan, and more than ten people, none of them are Han, all of them are Xianbei people.

The guests of this stealing festival also had some high-ranking Han officials and their sons, but when it came to riding and shooting, they were dwarfed.

Murong Bolie, He Lou's son-in-law, and Murong Huiying's husband were probably produced from these more than ten people, and it is very likely that Ohno Feiyu is the reason why Dayo Feiyu is more handsome and more coordinated.

Murong Bolie waved his hand, and more than a dozen sons such as Daye Feiyu, Yuwen Hu, and Lou Qian rushed over panting, sweating in front of Murong Bolie and his wife and Murong Huiying.

"Yingying, what do you think? Who can steal from you? Murong Bolie then looked at Murong Huiying with a smile and asked.

Stealing Festival, stealing is a play, of course, the wealthy nobles do not allow others to steal their wives and daughters, but except for those who are allowed, Murong Bolie's question is basically to ask Murong Huiying, who is her favorite person, who can steal from her, this stealing is not stealing people, but stealing hearts.

When more than ten sons heard this, their hearts suddenly raced, and they turned their heads to look at Murong Huiying together, and some of them even imagined the joy of being under the bed with Murong Huiying...

"Father, Eji..."Murong Huiying smiled slightly when she heard this, and said with a flat face: "Ziyue still wants to check them, what do you think?" ”

"Yingying, what do you want to do?" When He Lou heard this, he immediately asked unhappily: "Aren't these Zhuoer sons in your eyes?" ”

"Madam, the marriage is a big matter, you should be cautious." Murong Bolie waved his hand, stopped He Lou's family, and then said to Murong Huiying: "Yingying, what else do you want, I will do what you want as a father today." ”

In fact, as long as it is not Zhou Fugui, Murong Bolie and his wife will agree, Murong Huiying still wants to test the remaining ten sons, what does it matter? Tests come and go, and there are always those who pass, Murong Bolie and his wife think so.

At the same time, this is also the difference between the Xianbei people and the Han people, the Han people choose a son-in-law, almost the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker, the children have almost no independent rights, and the Xianbei people choose a son-in-law, or to ask for some opinions from the children.

Murong Huiying smiled when she heard this, nodded, and sat back again, and her two maidservants held two white silks, one of which was written on the white silk "In the name of sheep and swallows, each with a poem", and the other on the white silk was written "Sun Tzu's Thirteen Articles on the Art of War, and the one who wrote three of them wins".

Seeing this, all the sons and brothers were dumbfounded, looking at the two white silks blankly, their eyes glazed.

Let them bow and shoot horses, of course, even kill people and set fires, but this chant is against it, and they have to recite Sun Tzu's Art of War, which will cost them their lives.

How can these people, some of whom can't even recognize all Chinese characters, recite poems and recite the Art of War? Let them recite poems against them, recite Sun Tzu's Art of War, and so on, but it is more uncomfortable than killing them.

Before coming, there were also some Han people who were going to marry Zuoxian Wangfu, and they could recite poems against them, but their riding and archery skills were mediocre.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm waiting for the dignified people of the Great Yan Kingdom, and I'm not a Nanban, what kind of poems are right?"

"What is the Art of War, Grandpa's Art of War, I don't understand, I only know that the swords, guns, bows and arrows in my hands are the Art of War."

"If you don't want to recruit relatives, you won't recruit, what the hell is the idea, disgusting me."

"I'm Da Xianbei, where is there such a recruitment? It's just too bullying! ”

"You Zuo Xian Wangfu is bullying, and I won't be easy to mess with!"

“......”

A group of sons and brothers then made a loud noise, and some even scolded loudly, and some high-ranking officials and important ministers also stood up and accused loudly, which made Murong Bolie and He Lou and his wife look stunned, embarrassed, and looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What's the noise?" Murong Chi is also a hot-tempered person, seeing that his parents and little sister are in an embarrassing situation, he stood up and shouted loudly: "Don't you know poetry and songs, and your face is scraping noise here?" My little sister is going to test your poetry, so what? ”

"That's it, that's it." Murong Rui also jumped up and echoed his brother: "Who said that if you recruit relatives, you can't test poetry and songs?" Which royal law does this provide? ”

Murong Huiying's second brother Murong Ya is a steady person, and after pulling Murong Chi to his feet, he smiled and said: "Each temple has its own temple's Bodhisattva, and each family has its own rules, if you don't obey, you can negotiate, and if you can't negotiate, you can leave, and no one forces you." ”

"Let's go? What to go? It makes no sense to treat us as monkeys! Ono Feiyu said angrily.

"Yes, I won't leave today, I will definitely ask you Zuoxian Wangfu to come out with an explanation."

The sons and brothers loudly echoed again.

At this moment, Murong Huiying finally stood up, and after performing a humble courtesy, she said: "To be the husband of Ziyue, you need to have the talent of the world, the power of Botian, you kill a few sheep and shoot a few geese, you want to be the husband of Ziyue, the east bed of King Guanning?" Isn't that too self-conscious? ”

"Haha!" A group of unshortlisted sons and the people of Zuoxian's Mansion immediately laughed when they heard this, and looked at more than ten sons such as Ono Feiyu gloatingly.

The talent of the world, the power of Botian, has since become the first beauty of the Great Yan Kingdom, the beautiful talk of Murong Huiying, the princess of the Purple Moon.

When more than ten sons of Ono Feiyu heard this, they were immediately speechless, retreated in shame, and left Zuoxian's palace angrily.

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"You, you, you rebel... It's so disappointing to me, it's a shame to die, where can I put my old face in the future. After the disappointment of the guests dispersed, He Lou pointed at Murong Huiying angrily and said, "You did it on purpose, right?" Do you still miss that Hannu? ”

Murong Huiying was stubbornly silent, neither denying nor admitting it.

"Throw on whom?" After Murong Bolie walked over, he lowered his face and scolded He Lou's family and said, "I, the daughter of Murong Bolie, how can I not have a high vision?" Mortals can't see it. The old man spoke, and He Lou didn't dare to say any more, just glared at Murong Huiying hatefully.

"Daughter, come later." Murong Bolie then said to Murong Huiying.

Murong Bolie's attitude was kind, his face was kind, and he couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart, and after responding happily, he followed Murong Bolie into an inner room.

Before leaving, Murong Huiying also made a grimace at He Lou's family, which made He Lou's family cry and laugh.

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"Yingying..."In the inner room, Murong Bolie looked at Murong Huiying and asked, "The talent of the world, the power of the sky, that person really has such ability?" ”

"Well, my daughter is convinced." Murong Huiying nodded without hesitation.

"Belief means that it doesn't have to be true." Murong Bolie shook his head when he heard this, then took out a few letters, handed them to Murong Huiying, and said, "Take them and have a look." ”

Of course, the letter was written by Zhou Fugui to Murong Huiying, but it was detained by Murong Bolie for a long time.

"Rich... You...? Hee-hee..."Murong Huiying took the letter suspiciously, and when she saw that it was Zhou Fugui's letter, she couldn't help but have tears in her eyes, and then a red heart was drawn on the first page of the letter, and an arrow was inserted in the red heart, and she couldn't help laughing again.

Of course, Murong Huiying understands the meaning of the red heart, but with an arrow stuck in his heart, he doesn't know what he means, but it should be his lovesickness.

"Fugui..."Sure enough, the letter was full of Zhou Fugui's lovesickness and words of comfort to herself, and after Murong Huiying read it, she couldn't help but feel happy and sad in her heart, and she couldn't wait to fly to Xuelin City immediately.

"Zhou Fugui is just a guard." Murong Bolie waited for Murong Huiying to calm down and said slowly: "On the edge of Xuelin City, it is almost impossible to come back, or... He is nine deaths, and the chances of survival are very small, Yingying, are you still like this? ”

Why does Hu Yansheng value Zhou Fugui so much? At this time, Murong Bolie secretly wondered in his heart.

"Daddy, my daughter is willing." Murong Huiying nodded firmly with tears in her eyes.

"Well, Yingying..."Murong Bolie looked at Murong Huiying blankly when he heard this, and said after half a sound: "Ten tribulations and nine difficulties can know the impermanence of the world, and only after nine deaths can he realize the right path in the world, I hope he can be like a phoenix Nirvana." ”

"Hmm...," Murong Huiying nodded.

Zhou Fugui, at this moment, Murong Huiying only hopes that he can be blessed, and he doesn't think much about it.

"Yingying, what do you think of the current situation?" After half a ring, Murong Bolie asked.

"Daddy..."Murong Huiying replied after thinking for a while: "The outside is safe, the inside is dangerous, Daddy should leave the dangerous place in the capital and lead the troops outside, so that a lot of troubles and dangers can be avoided." ”

Murong Huiying is very smart and good at giving advice, and has always been Murong Bolie's help, so Murong Bolie nodded and said, "Where should I go?" ”

"Changshan." Murong Huiying replied.

Changshan County was the fief of Murong Bolie, where the Murong Burlie family was deeply rooted.

"Well, why haven't you thought about being a father?" Murong Bolie nodded and sighed: "But Yingying, at this time, my father wants to leave but can't go, I can't help myself, and I'm gone, what should you do?" ”

"Daddy is leading the troops outside, who dares to touch our cold hair?" Murong Huiying smiled and said.