It's just a short-distance competition, and everyone doesn't take it too seriously.

Including the ancestral dragon.

Yin Yan: "Why? ”

Zhen Yan explained: "Little sister, didn't the ninth sister already ask Shao Yue and them to equip the father's guard with a war horse suit? ”

"Ah, oh? That...... I understand. ”

Yin Yan was about to say something, and then she couldn't help but laugh when she thought of something, "Wait a minute, let General Wang ride the war horse with the suit himself, and he will know, right?" ”

"That's smart."

Xu Yan did not hesitate to praise, "It is worthy of being my little sister." ”

She was serious about what she said, how could an ordinary child of such a big age think of so much.

Yin Yan thought of it so quickly, which proved that she was really smart.

Ying Zheng observed the picture of the three little girls getting along, and saw the sisters loving each other, and couldn't help but feel a lot happier.

It is worthy of my bloodline, and this affectionate and righteous disposition is worth maintaining with heart.

While the people were talking, they heard the sound of horses' hooves approaching quickly.

Following the sound, he saw Zhang Han taking the lead, holding six persimmons in his hands and coming quickly.

A big smile bloomed on his handsome face: "Your Majesty, it's so convenient to ride this horse with a suit." ”

When the words fell, the man had stopped the horse, dismounted in a dashing manner, knelt on one knee, and presented the persimmon to His Majesty with both hands: "Your Majesty, the persimmon in Huazhang Palace is really ripe." ”

"Well, that's good."

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to take a persimmon, "You get up." ”

Because all the soldiers who followed behind were Huazhang's personal guards, and each of them held at least three persimmons in their hands.

And explained why.

To sum up, General Zhang Han said that because of Her Royal Highness the Princess's order, these personal guards took advantage, so they picked a few more persimmons to smooth out the time difference.

When Wang Shilang picked a persimmon and ran back, they stopped and ran back.

As a result, they still surpassed Wang Shilang.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he couldn't help but smile heartily: "Hahaha...... Yes, yes, you didn't lose Huazhang's face. ”

Xuyan: "Father, you always have to praise them, and there is no need to pull me out to say something." ”

"Why is it not necessary?"

Zu Long looked at his daughter seriously, "Don't forget, they are your personal guards, and they will be your face when they go out to do errands in the future." ”

Stinky girl, my father and emperor have given you such an excellent general Zhang Han, you still don't want to trap him.

"Please rest assured Your Majesty and Your Highness, Han and the others will definitely not do anything that will damage the face of Her Royal Highness the Princess."

More than ten people heard His Majesty's words and hurriedly responded in unison.

"Alright, let's all get up."

Seeing this, "I believe in you. ”

At this time, Wang Li's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

He turned over and dismounted, and handed out a persimmon he picked in shame: "Your Majesty, it's lost." ”

"You didn't lose."

Ying Zheng took the persimmon he handed over, and his deep voice carried persuasiveness that could not be ignored, "It's your horse that lost." ”

Wang Li: "...... Don't blame the horses. ”

"Well, it's really not the horse."

Ying Zheng didn't argue with him, but ordered, "You take it outside the gate of Huazhang Palace, and let Shao Yue and them match it with a suit, it will be even better in the future." ”

Xuyan: [Mom, who said that the father was tyrannical? 】

[Listen to the tone of my father's speech to Wang Li, how gentle, how considerate, and how generous. 】

[If I have the opportunity to return to the afterlife, and encounter those articles that describe the tyranny of my father, I will not incarnate as Zu'an people and spray them to death. 】

Ying Zheng: Is "......" tyrannical? Perhaps.

He raised his hand and rubbed the child's head, and asked softly: "It's not early, my father is going back to deal with political affairs, do you want to be together?" ”

(End of chapter)