Chapter Eighty-Three: The Spear Bureau

The white jade bottle has a delicate body, and the mouth of the bottle is plugged with a small section of red satin.

The red satin soaked the flavor of the contents of the bottle, and a faint fragrance wafted through it.

Gu Qingyue stepped forward, the tip of her nose fluttered, and sniffed carefully.

She instantly raised her eyes and looked at Lu Huaijin: "This is it!" ”

Lu Huaijin raised his eyebrows: "What?" ”

Gu Qingyue did not answer Lu Huaijin's question.

She leaned forward a little, the tip of her nose fanning, and sniffed carefully on the red silk.

"I seem to have smelled this somewhere today."

Gu Qingyue raised her eyelids and couldn't stop murmuring: "Where is it?" ”

"This is a soothing pear incense, and it is often used in the palace. The emperor may have smelled it somewhere in the palace. ”

"Really?" Gu Qingyue smashed her pink lips and stared at the red satin, but she muttered a little in her heart, "If there are everywhere in the palace, why am I so familiar with this smell?" ”

Lu Huaijin coughed lightly: "Anyway, the emperor carries this thing with him." Or let Miss Hui'er sprinkle some on the bed, which is most useful to calm the nerves and help you sleep. ”

Gu Qingyue didn't have the heart to pay attention to what Lu Huaijin was saying, and muttered to herself: "Where did you smell it?" ”

Looking at her dark-colored and thoughtful cute appearance, Lu Huaijin couldn't hold back after all, and sneered.

It was under the influence of this smell yesterday that Gu Qingyue fell asleep.

If Gu Qingyue went back to the dormitory at this moment to smell carefully, she might still be able to smell this faint aroma on the bed.

This white jade bottle was placed on the side of Gu Qingyue's hand, and she had been thinking about it all day long, where she had smelled this smell.

However, this thing does have some effect.

After a busy day today, Gu Qingyue was still in high spirits.

When she returned to the dormitory, she didn't feel sleepy at all, so she simply told Hui'er to bring a set of knives and guns, and then practice hard by herself.

Now she doesn't want to be an unsuccessful empress anymore.

If you want to do something, you have to push yourself.

What was not possible before, will be able now.

What I haven't practiced before, I have to practice now.

Today's marksmanship was just learned by Gu Qingyue.

I heard the master who taught martial arts say that this set of marksmanship is used by the army.

Although it doesn't look so good, it's a really useful trick.

At that time, the bloody battle at the border pass relied on this set of marksmanship, which terrified those surrounding people who tried to provoke the military prestige of our imperial court.

This kind of marksmanship is suitable for Gu Qingyue today.

The red tasseled spear and tiger were vigorous, breaking the silence of the palace.

Gu Qingyue's every move and style are all clear-eyed, very standard.

In addition, Hui'er applauded on the side, and after a while, it attracted a lot of palace maids and eunuchs standing under the corridor, each stretching their necks to watch the emperor play with guns.

Suddenly, a figure flew out of the air.

I saw that the figure was stepping on the tip of the tree, as light as a swallow, and fell in front of Gu Qingyue like a cloud.

"This set of marksmanship in the army will shoot quickly and accurately."

As the figure spoke, he reached out to snatch the red tassel gun in Gu Qingyue's hand.

Gu Qingyue reacted extremely quickly, turned sideways, and his right hand was like a dexterous water snake directly wrapped around the red tassel spear.

She bowed, only to see that the red tassel spear had slid from her back and fell directly from her right arm to her left arm.

Gu Qingyue's left arm trembled, and the red tassel spear landed in her palm very obediently.

She stood in the courtyard with a gun.

The breeze caressed and blew Gu Qingyue's bun away.

A few strands of hair fluttered lightly, enveloping Gu Qingyue's straight and fair face behind her hair.

Her eyes grew more determined, her eyes wide open, and she looked fixedly at the person in front of her.

"Fukang?"

Fukang put his hands behind his back and stood upright opposite Gu Qingyue.

He looked at Gu Qingyue with interest, and his eyes fell on the red tassel spear.

"I can't imagine that the emperor can do the integration of guns and people, even those soldiers in the army who have been fighting all year round can rarely do it."

Gu Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and then remembered that Fukang grew up at the border pass.

The corners of her lips twitched, her eyebrows and eyes smiled, and she looked at Fukang indifferently.

"Carving insect skills, why bother?"

Fukang looked up to the sky and roared, his handsome face was a little more arrogant, and he didn't have the appearance of a scholar on weekdays.

Fukang shook off his robe and threw his foot back, drawing a long trail on the ground.

He quickly tied the corners of his robe around his waist, stretched out his right hand, hooked his fingers slightly, and made a provocative gesture to Gu Qingyue: "Your Majesty, let me try your skills." ”

After finishing speaking, Fukang reached out with his long arm and stretched out straight in front of Gu Qingyue.

Gu Qingyue suddenly turned back and dodged Fukang's first move.

She turned the tip of the red tassel spear and aimed it at Fukang again.

The two have been in contact with each other.

It's like two dragons like water entangled together.

The originally boring marksmanship has become particularly vivid and dexterous under the demonstration of the two.

One move, one style, one board and one glance, all of them are dazzling.

Seeing that the people in the corridor applauded and applauded, they couldn't help but applaud.

Even Hui'er, who has always disliked Fukang, couldn't help but applaud when she saw the excitement.

All of a sudden, the palace courtyard, which had always been quiet, was lively, cheering and applauding.

A few rounds later, Gu Qingyue stabbed with a spear and brushed Fukang's cheek.

The corners of Fukang's eyes were slightly raised, and there was a bit of surprise in his eyes.

He frowned slightly, glanced at Gu Qingyue, and then revealed a secretive smile.

While--

There was a crisp sound from the front of the spear.

Everyone looked closely, and then they saw that Fukang had actually held the gun.

The jade fracture fan in his hand made a solid touch with the spear.

Immediately, I saw Fukang wrap a folding fan around the barrel of the spear, and pressed his body forward.

The fan body is soft and wraps the spear directly.

Seeing how hard Fukang worked, the spear easily fell off from Gu Qingyue's hand.

Fukang's right leg was raised, and the barrel of the gun landed on his thigh.

He raised his leg slightly, weighed the spear twice on his leg, stretched out his long arm, and took the spear directly in his hand.

Gu Qingyue raised her eyebrows lightly, and lowered her head to look at her empty palm.

She tightened her eyes slightly, and looked at Fukang in astonishment.

saw the latter holding a spear, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he looked at Gu Qingyue with interest, with a hint of indifferent smile in his eyes.

"The emperor has only been practicing for so many days, and it is already very good to have such attainments."

Fukang flipped his palm, turned his palm, and the front of the factory was suddenly propped up in front of him.

Fukang raised his hand to stroke the spear, his deep eyebrows tightened, and his eyes paused slightly.

He muttered to himself, "I haven't touched this thing for a long time since I entered the palace." ”

Gu Qingyue clearly saw that a look of expectation appeared in Fukang's eyes.

It was an expectation that Gu Qingyue had never seen in his eyes.

Suddenly, Gu Qingyue remembered Lu Huaijin's words today.

Fukang was out of the side, and he was trapped in this deep palace, which was not his intention.

If there is a real chance, presumably Fukang is also willing to go out of the palace to give it a go.