The hunting in the Iron Net Mountain is going to last for several days, at this time it is the time of the autumn air, early in the morning, Xia Shouzhong served the emperor Liu Heng to get up from the bed, wash his hands and face, open the curtain of the camp tent and walk out.

The layout of the camp is basically the same as that of the capital, the imperial tent is located in the center of the camp to the north, to the south on the left hand side is the camp tent of the Wenchen, and on the right hand side is the place where the military generals are stationed.

In the distance, there were already active children galloping on horses, and there was a faint sound of neighing horses and laughter of the children.

Liu Heng didn't know what he remembered, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. He said to Xia Shouzhong beside him: "Pass Jia Cong to talk to me." ”

Xia Shouzhong bowed down and responded: "Emperor, don't you think that's it......"

Liu Heng turned around to look at Xia Shouzhong's line of sight, and saw that outside the imperial tent, where the Han general should have been standing, a small general was wearing armor and taking a nap against the doorpost of the imperial tent.

Jia Cong got up before dawn, put on the special Mingguang armor made earlier, and came to the outside of the imperial tent with a long knife on his waist to squeeze out the Han general who was originally on duty.

"This official is the Dragon Guard, and protecting His Majesty is the mission of this official!"

After hearing Jia Cong's reason, the captain of the Dragon Praetorian Guard, who was in charge of the safety of the holy car, naturally did not believe that an eight-year-old little doll was older than his own official, so he had to run to the command envoy Cao Jiugong to report.

To the surprise of this Dragon Guard, Jia Cong was really a five-grade Dragon Guard, and what made him collapse the most was that after listening to the report, the commander Cao Jiugong actually smiled and said that he would make room for Jia Cong......

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Although the bright moon has sunk in the west, it looks more round.

A full moon seems to be hanging under the eaves of the Taihe Palace, but people are already on the eaves.

There are a lot of people, but there is no voice.

Suddenly, a dragon roared, and the sword qi rushed into the sky.

Ye Gucheng's sword has been unsheathed. The sword looked pale in the moonlight.

Pale moon, pale sword, pale face.

Ye Gucheng stared at Jian Feng and said, "Please." ”

He didn't go to see Simon Blowing Snow, he didn't even look at it, he didn't even look at the sword in Simon Blowing Snow's hand, and he didn't look at Simon Blowing Snow's eyes.

This is a taboo in swordsmanship. Masters compete with each other, just like the decisive battle of a large army, you must know yourself and know your opponent in order to win all battles.

Therefore, every slight movement of the other party, every look, every expression, and even the beating of every muscle should be carefully observed, and even a little should not be missed.

Because every point can be the decisive factor in this victory.

Ye Gucheng has experienced a hundred battles and is known as invincible, how can he not understand this truth?

This kind of mistake would never have been made by him.

Ximen Fuxue's eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he not only saw his hands and his face, but also seemed to see his heart.

Ye Gucheng said again: "Please." ”

Simon Blowing Snow suddenly said, "Not now." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Can't? ”

Ximen blew the snow and said: "You can't make a move." ”

Ye Gucheng said: "Why? ”

"Because this is the Forbidden City!"

I saw a figure falling from the sky, flying fish suit, Yan Ling knife, but it was the existence of the people in the rivers and lakes who were terrified, the Iron Courage God Marquis of Great Xia, the commander of the Dragon Guard, Jia Cong and Jia Sanye!

Jia Cong stood firmly on the glazed tiles of the Taihe Palace, staring at Ye Gucheng and Ximen Blowing Snow, who were-for-tat but sympathetic, with his arms in front of him, and snorted coldly: "What crime should I be guilty of breaking into the Forbidden City at night and disturbing the holy car?" ”

"Imperial Eagle Dog! Brother Ximen, it seems that today's battle between you and me is going to be postponed again, so let's get rid of this court eagle dog first! ”

"Good!"

The sword qi stretched for three thousand miles, and the glazed tiles on the Taihe Hall splashed up one after another, flying towards Jia Cong not far away.

Just as Jia Cong squinted his eyes and put his right hand on the handle of the Yanling knife, ready to perform the Heaven Cutting Knife Technique, his head hurt.

When he looked up, there was a big face as far as he could see: "Ah, why is Your Majesty here?" Hurry back to the palace, wait for the minister to catch the assassin first! ”

Jia Cong's reaction amused Liu Heng, only to see Jia Cong's confused appearance, and a string of shiny saliva hung on the corner of his mouth.

"Wipe your saliva and tell me where the assassin is."

"Huh? Hmmm......"

Jia Cong rubbed his eyes, it took a long time to come back to his senses, how could there be a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City, how could there be any iron courage god marquis, the commander of the dragon guard, Jia Sanye, it turned out to be a dream!

Hey, hey, hey!

Thinking that he came to stand guard for the emperor, and dreamed of catching the emperor, Jia Cong wiped his saliva embarrassedly, raised his hand to touch the back of his head, scratched his helmet, and smiled.

"What, minister...... That minister just accidentally fell asleep! ”

Liu Heng stretched out his hand and knocked on Jia Cong's helmet, Bang Bang rang.

Then he patted the small Mingguang armor and said with a smile: "This Mingguang armor is quite suitable for you, a bit like a little general." ”

"Isn't it, before dawn this morning, General Xiao Jia came. At that time, the slave maid thought that a little god general had fallen from the sky and was a god for the emperor......"

Xia Shouzhong told Jia Cong that he had to stand guard and sentry before dawn when Jia Cong came to the imperial tent, and he had to tell Liu Heng about standing guard, which made Liu Heng laugh.

What's the use of having an eight-year-old child on duty?

Of course it works, what Liu Heng wants is the loyalty of his courtiers! Jia Cong is only eight years old, and he may not even be able to dance with a long knife, but he takes the idle errand he gives him seriously, and he runs to be on duty before dawn, even if he dreams of being loyal to his duties.

Although such a courtier is a child now, the child will grow up one day, and I want such a loyal courtier!

The more Liu Heng thought about it, the more he felt that Jia Cong was a good boy, and pinched his little round face with relief, and said with a smile: "Go back and rest, I have nothing to do here." ”

Jia Cong's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, no, no merit, the minister is now a dragon guard, and he should die for His Majesty." If you don't do anything for nothing, you're losing the face of the man of the Jia family! ”

"Your father doesn't think so......" Liu Heng put his hands behind his back and smiled.

Jia Cong was choked by Liu Heng's words and didn't know how to refute it. What the emperor said was true, and he showed his loyalty and showed that he had put his father into the pit.

Liu Heng saw that Jia Cong's face was red from choking on his words, and he laughed: "Okay, I'm talking about fun." Let's go and have breakfast with me! ”

"The minister who has eaten this morning is not hungry. Your Majesty eats with peace of mind, and the ministers stand guard for Your Majesty. ”

Jia Cong's small chest was straight, his eyes widened, he looked ahead, and he looked serious, which made the emperor almost laugh.

He bent down and patted Jia Cong's shoulder, and said happily: "That's okay, General Xiao Jia will be on duty for me, and I will go to breakfast with peace of mind." ”

Jia Cong's little hand clenched into a fist, raised his hand across his chest, and responded in a childish and powerful voice: "Your Majesty, rest assured, there are ministers, and you will not let the gangsters disturb Your Majesty!" ”

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Although the holy driver went out of Beijing to hunt, the government affairs of the dynasty did not stagnate.

As the sun rose, officials at all levels, including the cabinet, the Governor's Office, the Six Ministries and the Five Temples, came to the imperial tent one after another.

All the civil and military officials who came to the imperial tent would be attracted by Xiao Jia Cong standing outside the imperial tent.

These eyes are mixed with curiosity, amusement and envy.

In particular, a few people who had dealings with Rongguo Mansion also came to Jia Cong, bending down to pinch their faces or pat their shoulders.

Jia Cong always avoided the hands of these people in a serious manner: "Don't make trouble, the last general is on duty, and the sentinels are sacrosanct!" ”

The ministers waiting outside the imperial tent couldn't help laughing, this kid is too cola.

Fortunately, the time for deliberations came quickly, and after the ministers entered the imperial tent, Jia Cong finally no longer had to endure their clutches.

Just as Jia Cong was reminiscing about the sweet dream in the morning, a crisp sound of smashing glasses suddenly sounded in the imperial tent. I don't know if it was because of the confusion or the conditioned reflex, Jia Cong rushed in without thinking about holding the handle of the knife.

"Escort! Escort! The thief dares to disturb the holy driver......"

Jia Cong shouted and rushed into the imperial tent, but unfortunately the Mingguang armor on his body was a little heavy, and there was a carpet in the imperial tent.

Accidentally, Jia Cong tripped over his left foot and right foot, not only did he not pull out the knife, but he also threw himself very lightly.

The monarchs and ministers in the tent all looked at Jia Cong who was lying on the ground with short legs, and they all laughed after a long time.