The coachman couldn't drive him away, so he asked the people in the carriage for instructions: "Madam, what do you think..."
Jiang Miaolan closed her eyes tightly, and after a long time slowly opened them, a firm voice came from the carriage: "Don't worry about him."
After receiving the order, the coachman showed a little impatience when he looked at Wei Kun again. Because they are all from Wu Rong, and their personality is relatively rough and brutal, just now they were concerned that this is the territory of Daliang, and it was polite not to run over it directly. Now under Jiang Miaolan's order, the coachman swung his whip on the horse's ass, and stepped towards Wei Kun mercilessly!
Wei Kun opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and quickly dodged to the side. As soon as he stood firm, the horse's hoof fell heavily on the place where he was standing, kicking up a cloud of dust. The Zhulun Canopy carriage passed in front of him, and the curtain was raised and lowered by the wind. Through the gap, he could only see a familiar side face. Before he had time to explore, the carriage had already sped away.
He froze in place, looking at the direction the carriage was leaving, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.
It's her, it's really her!
After so many years, she finally came back.
He could hear Jiang Miaolan's voice clearly just now, and he was sure it was her almost immediately. Because when she spoke, the end of her voice rose slightly, drawn out long, soft and coquettish, and he would never forget it in his life.
When did she come back, and why was she with Wu Rongren? Where has she been all these years? Did she return to the British government to see her two children
Wei Kun was thinking wildly uncontrollably, and on impulse, almost pulled the bay red horse aside to catch up. However, just as he got on his horse, he suddenly remembered something and stopped again. She probably didn't want to see him at this time, if he rushed over, it would only increase her disgust. Just like before, she refused to come down to see him, and ordered the coachman to step over his head cruelly.
Wei Kun tightened the reins tightly, veins appeared on the back of his hands, he struggled for a long time, but still chose to jump off the horse. The guard at the gate came up to greet him, Wei Kun handed him the reins, and instead of going straight into the mansion, he called the guards hiding in the dark and ordered, "Follow the carriage just now and see where it stops... And where the people in the carriage live. Whatever you find out, tell me."
The guard in the black and blue shirt nodded, "I obey."
Wei Kun didn't say anything, and walked into the mansion in a daze.
In the Pine Garden, Wei Luo had just returned from the Banyan Garden. Seeing him, she remembered the peace talisman she had just gone to Daci Temple to ask for, and stepped forward with almond-shaped eyes and a bright smile: "Daddy, I will go to Daci Temple with Chang Hong today. You asked for a peace talisman." Then, he took out a red embroidered sachet with a safety talisman from his sleeve, with a safety talisman folded inside, and handed it to Wei Kun, "This was opened by the abbot himself. Stay safe forever."
Wei Kun took it in a daze, and slowly whirled a few times in his hand, not knowing what was going on in his heart. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Wei Luo with burning eyes: "A Luo, did you meet anyone when you went to Daci Temple today?"
Wei Luo tilted her head, and asked inexplicably, "I've met many people today, but I don't know which one Daddy is referring to?"
Wei Kun paused, thought for a while, and said with difficulty: "For example, someone you feel familiar with..."
Wei Luo thought about what he said, shook her head and said, "No."
Disappointment inevitably appeared in Wei Kun's eyes, he nodded, and walked towards the study without saying anything more to Wei Luo.
If it was this time normally, he would be very happy to get the peace talisman, praise Wei Luo for her heart, and then ask her where she went after returning from Daci Temple. But today he was taciturn, probably didn't even know what he was holding in his hand, and left in a daze.
Wei Luo stood where he was, looking at his back, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and it became very difficult to fathom.
Today is the day for the riding and archery ceremony.
The grand ceremony was held in the martial arts training ground behind the Taiye Pool, and many young warriors from the court and the Central Committee were invited to participate. The martial arts training ground is vast, and you can't see the end at a glance. At this time, it is late autumn, with white grass and yellow clouds, withered vegetation, and the ground is covered with leaves. The cold wind blows in, adding a bit of heroism. A shed with two floors was built on the north side of the site for people to watch.
Wei Luo and Liang Yurong were invited by Zhao Liuli to help the warriors of Daliang.
As a princess, Zhao Liuli was supposed to sit behind the red sandalwood carved head table next to Emperor Chongzhen and Empress Chen. Wei Luo and Liang Yurong also benefited from this and sat on the top floor. The field of view here is good, and you can see the martial arts field at a glance, and you can see clearly.
I saw two rows of people standing at both ends of the martial arts field. On one side were Wu Rong people in cross-legged Hu suits, and on the other were Daliang warriors in black green embroidered gold shadow patterns. The Wurong people are a little rougher, with a thick back and waist, and they look very scary. On the contrary, although the Daliang people were not as strong as them, they were not inferior to them in terms of momentum, and they were all heroic and imposing. Especially Zhao Jie, who was standing in the front on horseback, obviously wore the same clothes as others, but he was more heroic than others. He was embroidered with tangled lotus patterns on his collar, with a straight back, sword-shaped eyebrows, and a serious expression. Without opening his mouth, he gave people an invisible sense of oppression.
Wei Luo rested her cheeks, wanted to look but was too embarrassed to look there, her eyes were wandering, like a thief.
Seeing her like this, Zhao Liuli and Liang Yurong couldn't help laughing. Who didn't know they were engaged? Even if she looked at it openly, no one would say anything, but she was thin-skinned and made people laugh for nothing.
Zhao Liuli clung to Wei Luo's ear and whispered, "A Luo, my brother is watching you."
With a thought in his mind, Wei Luo obediently followed her gaze, only to see Zhao Jie sitting on a Qinghai horse, staring straight ahead, where did he look at her? Only then did Wei Luo realize that she had been deceived, her almond-eyed Yuanyuan glared at Zhao Liuli.
This Zhao Liuli has learned badly since she was with Yang Zhen!
Wei Luo stopped talking to the two of them, and concentrated on listening to the old man next to Emperor Chongzhen read the rules of the game.
There are three riding and archery competitions, the first is archery, the second is riding, and the third is riding and archery. In each game, three people are sent to fight, and the final outcome is determined according to the rule of two out of three rounds. Zhao Zhang was assigned to the second game of riding, Zhao Jie was assigned to the third game, and the opposite Wu Rong's fourth prince Wan Qizhen was also in the third game.
If it is calculated according to half an hour of a game, at least one hour will have to wait before it is Zhao Jie's turn. Wei Luo looked at Zhao Jie, who was at the front, and unconsciously lost her mind. When she recovered, she found that Zhao Jie was also looking at her with a smile. Her cheeks burned, but she didn't look back, and made a "good comparison" mouth shape to him to make him take it seriously.
Zhao Jie narrowed his eyes and smiled, looked away, and said to Emperor Chongzhen in the stands: "...my son will definitely live up to my father's high expectations."
Emperor Chongzhen nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand to signal him to go down to the competition with everyone.
Holding the reins in hand, Zhao Jie rode away.
For some reason, Wei Luo always felt that he was speaking for herself. She touched her hot cheeks, and pursed her lips with an imperceptible smile. They hadn't seen each other for several days since the last palace banquet, and when Wei Luo saw him, she remembered the thing she was holding in her hand. She was ashamed and embarrassed, but she didn't have any disgust. Because she likes him too, she wants to make him happy. After seeing him today, Wei Luo realized that she missed him very much.
The palace maids in yosa held drumsticks and thumped the cowhide drum with three beeps of "dong, dong, dong", signaling the official start of the riding and archery ceremony.
Husband Gongli said loudly from the stands: "The first round of the riding and archery competition, archery—"
Following this sound, three young warriors from both sides entered the arena, and one of them was Wei Luo's third brother Wei Changxian. Wei Changxian has just reached the weak crown this year. Although he was a naughty brat when he was a child, he has become a handsome and personable young man when he grows up. He rode a steed to the center of the martial arts training ground, and saluted the opponent with fists cupped, quite confident.
Wei Luo knows that Wei Changyin has been good at archery since he was a child, and his accuracy is very high, but he doesn't know how he compares with these Wu Rong people
Dozens of palace people came to the field pushing the target, and the old man explained the rules of the game. There are a total of ten targets on the field, one is farther than the other, everyone goes on the field one by one, with bow and arrow, whoever can hit the farthest target will be the winner of the game.
The son of a Hubu Shangshu who was the first to play on Daliang's side pulled out an arrow from the quiver confidently and put it on the horn bow. His movements were as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and soon he shot three arrows. Hit the bullseye! When he reached the fourth target, he shot beyond the red heart, and the fifth target was halved from the fourth target by three feet, and he barely hit the target. When the sixth arrow arrived, it flew far away.
This can only be counted as hitting five targets.
Then Wu Rong came on the field, and the first Wu Rong, like the son of Hubu Shangshu, also hit five targets.
Then there was the second girder, who hit six targets.
One of the next two Wurong people hit seven targets, and the other hit eight targets, which made the situation on Daliang's side more tense.
Emperor Wu Rong smiled implicitly, bowed his hands to Emperor Chongzhen in a dignified manner, and said, "I have accepted it."
Emperor Chongzhen smiled reluctantly, pinning all his hopes on Wei Changxian.
Wei Changxian did not rush, and calmly rode the horse around twice, measuring the distance between himself and the tenth target. He directly gave up the first nine targets, drew an arrow from the quiver, drew the bowstring fully, and squinted one eye to aim at the farthest target.
The onlookers couldn't help but gasped. His move was really a bit risky. If one of them missed the mark, then he wouldn't be a target this time!
Even Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help frowning.
Wei Changxian didn't panic in the slightest, he stared intently at the tenth bull's-eye, released his right hand without warning, and heard a "whoosh", and a shadow flew past his face—
Hit the bullseye!
There was a burst of applause from the stands, and even Wu Rongren, who were rivals, couldn't help but nodded in appreciation to him.
Wei Changxian turned the horse's head, with a vigorous smile on his lips, and followed the other two back to the front of the stands.
There is no doubt that Daliang won this game.
Emperor Wu Rong's complexion changed subtly, and he said to Emperor Chongzhen, "Da Liang is indeed full of talents."
Emperor Chongzhen smiled, and imitated his appearance just now and said: "Accept, accept."
Next is the second riding competition.
Wei Luo regained consciousness from the match just now, and when she turned her head, she found that Liang Yurong beside her was gone, and asked curiously, "Where's Yurong?"
Zhao Liuli didn't know when she left, so she asked the green-clothed palace maid beside her, and the palace maid said: "Miss Liang seems to have something to do, so she left first."
At this time, what can she do
Wei Luo was puzzled. She hadn't thought about it before, but a thought suddenly flashed into her mind, and she hurriedly looked to the other side of the stand. As expected, the place where Wei Changyin should have been sitting was also empty! Wei Luo immediately guessed what was going on, anxious and angry, and scolded Liang Yurong severely in her heart.
After thinking about it, she still couldn't sit still, so she made up an excuse to explain herself, told Zhao Liuli and left the stands.
Not far behind the stand is the gate of the martial arts training ground. Go out along the gate and pass a bluestone road full of metasequoia on both sides. In front of it is the back garden. Wei Luo walked forward for a while, and sure enough, he saw two people under a metasequoia tree.
Wearing a lake-green short jacket and a high-waisted skirt, Liang Yurong sat on a rock under a tree with her head slightly lowered, not knowing what she had said to Wei Changyin. Wei Changyin was still sitting in the beech wood wheelchair, looking at her quietly, his eyes were clear and gentle, his lips opened and closed, as for what he said, Wei Luo was too far away to hear her.
Later, when Wei Chang saw Liang Yurong weeping, he froze, with a bewildered expression, took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve, and handed it to her to wipe away the tears. Liang Yurong didn't answer, she lowered her head and cried silently. Fortunately, the place they chose was relatively hidden, so no one would normally see it. If Wei Luo hadn't searched deliberately, she probably wouldn't have found this place.
Seeing that she refused to answer, Wei Chang sighed helplessly, held up the silk handkerchief, and gently wiped away her tears himself.
This was the first time Wei Luo saw his elder brother being so caring and gentle towards others.
He also likes Liang Yurong, right? In her previous life, she had no choice but to give up on her because of leg problems.
Now that there is a chance to do it all over again, and now that she has reached this point, Wei Luo can no longer separate them like Liang Yurong's parents did in her previous life. She must find a way to cure Wei Changyin's leg disease, even if it can't be cured, she must make their lovers get married eventually.
After making up his mind, Wei Luo didn't step forward, turned around and left this place.
Back on the stands of the training ground, Zhao Liuli tilted her head and asked, "Ah Luo, why have you been here for so long? The second riding competition is over."
Wei Luo pursed her lips and explained, "I went the wrong way, that's why I wasted a little time..." She changed the subject, looked towards the training ground and asked, "Is the competition over? Who won?"
The second match was between Zhao Zhang and Wu Rongren.
Zhao Liuli glanced at Emperor Chongzhen beside him, shrugged his shoulders, and said in a low voice, "Fifth brother has something wrong, and Wu Rong's people won."