The seventeenth prince had just finished his archery and archery exams, and was walking towards the racecourse when he saw his father looking down with interest on the high platform, and asked the eunuch beside him puzzledly, "What's going on? "
The eunuch went to inquire about it, and replied: "The emperor asked His Highness Jiu to compete with Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan in archery."
The Seventeenth Prince's expression became a little subtle.
Two years ago, when Rong Ting was thirteen, he was a blockbuster when he competed with the foreign warriors who came to the court to pay tribute.
Since then, his mother has been forcing him to practice archery.
His sufferings are all because of him.
The Seventeenth Prince gritted his teeth, stopped his steps, and said, "Don't be in a hurry, I'll go to the racecourse later."
He wants to stay here in the martial field and see what will happen to his ninth brother.
The Seventeenth Prince asked the eunuch beside him, "Do you think he can win?"
The eunuch said: "Young Master Xie is well-known for his archery skills. His Highness Ninth... I don't think His Highness Ninth has much chance of winning. If it is His Highness Seventeen, you may go."
The seventeenth prince curled his lips.
Just now he scored 9 points out of 10 in the subject of archery, first class.
He has been taught by the best teacher for the past two years.
Who is around Rong Ting to teach
Even if Yan Nanxun is unrivaled in Dazhao, but a Confucian student cannot be a master of martial arts.
Furthermore, even if a disabled person can be taught by a martial arts master, how good can he be
The Seventeenth Prince glanced at the archery field.
Although I really want to be next to the martial arts field, seeing Rong Ting make a fool of myself.
But the queen mother said that in front of the father, one must show generosity and tolerance, in order to be better than his elder brothers in the heart of the father.
The seventeenth prince endured the impulse in his heart, and told the eunuch beside him, "Find a hidden place and go to the martial field to watch. If you have any news, come and tell me as soon as possible."
first arrow.
"Young Master Liu missed his first arrow, and Young Master Xie and His Highness the Ninth Highness both hit the bull's-eye."
The smile on the Seventeenth Prince's face gradually disappeared.
The second arrow, the third arrow, if the eunuch reported back, it was still the same.
The Seventeenth Prince suddenly became anxious, he frowned, more than anyone else, he didn't want to hear that Rong Ting hit the target again.
I am even more afraid of Xie Tongyan's mistakes.
Xie Tongyan also started to get scared.
He didn't care about the first and second arrows.
But the more time went by, the more he realized that the boy in the wheelchair next to him was no small character.
He was sitting in a wheelchair and his eyesight was short; the target had not been lowered, and the difficulty of hitting the bull's-eye, whether viewed by an insider or an outsider, was known to be more difficult than ordinary people.
But compared to the anxious expression on his face that was almost dripping with sweat, the young man was always calm.
The long finger draws the bow, breaking through the Changhong.
If he could stand up, what kind of arrogance would it be
Xie Tongyan didn't dare to think about it.
…
It's the ninth arrow.
Xie Tongyan was a little tired.
For the first time today, he shot eight consecutive arrows, all of which were bull's-eyes.
I don't know if the ninth arrow can be used.
His shoulders were as heavy as a hill, he tightened his fingers and let them go.
One arrow off the string.
Still a bullseye.
Xie Tongyan let out a long sigh of relief, but soon followed by even heavier pressure.
The tenth arrow has not landed, and the outcome is still undecided.
The Seventeenth Prince heard that Xie Tongyan and Rong Ting were both out of nine.
Although displeased, he said: "If it's a tie, it's not called a win. Father may not be satisfied."
On the high platform, Emperor Zhaowu looked at the situation and shook his head, obviously dissatisfied.
What he wanted was for Rong Ting to overwhelm others, not to tie, so that he could give Elder Liu Ge and Xie Shoufu a look at their majesty.
Liu Heguang was indeed the dude in the rumors, but he didn't expect that Xie Tongyan was really good at archery.
In this way, it made him feel that his ninth son was not as stunning as he remembered.
But at this moment, Xie Tongyan's last arrow made a mistake.
He was so tired that his arms couldn't help shaking, and the last arrow deviated from the bull's-eye and hit the ring adjacent to the bull's-eye.
He gave up the competition a long time ago, and Liu Heguang, who had been waiting by the side, let out an "oops" and slapped Xie Tongyan on the shoulder in dissatisfaction, "It's a pity, why did you have a problem with your last arrow?"
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Xie Tongyan frowned tightly.
He was in a bad mood when he fell short of success. Hearing Liu Heguang's complaint and accountability, he was impatiently angry, and threw his bow to the ground hard, pushing Liu Heguang hard.
If he hadn't said something wrong in front of Emperor Zhaowu, he wouldn't have lost face.
He felt annoyed looking at Liu and Guang.
Liu Heguang was also very annoyed, and said angrily: "His last arrow may not be able to do it."
Xie Tongyan glanced at Liu Heguang.
"idiot!"
He compared nine arrows with Rong Ting, and he knew better than anyone else how capable Rong Ting was.
Nine arrows came down, and he was already sweating.
There was no sign of exhaustion on Rong Ting's face, and he was always as indifferent as before.
It seemed that what he was holding in his hand was not a strong crossbow that could kill wild beasts and repel the enemy, but a vermilion pen that didn't have much weight.
The movement of drawing the bow has been smooth and flowing.
Xie Tongyan was so angry that he turned around and left, not wanting to face his failure.
Suddenly I heard the servant say from behind, "A tie, it's a tie! His Highness Ninth Prince missed the bull's-eye with his last arrow!"
The peak turns.
Xie Tongyan was overjoyed.
Looking back, he froze in place.
It was a mess.
Rong Ting's later arrow took the place of the arrow he shot into the archery target.
And his arrow, from the fletch to the shaft, was split in two and fell to the ground.
How does this differ from shooting into the bullseye
It's even better than hitting the bull's-eye!
Rong Ting clings to the bow and slowly lowers it.
He looked back, not a single drop of sweat on the jade face, and said with a light smile: "Senior brother, I have accepted."
On the high platform, Emperor Zhaowu's hearty laughter came.
Originally, I thought that the two children had the same archery skills, but when I thought that the minister's son was on par with his own son, I felt a little displeased.
But a tie in this situation can no longer suit him!
Anyone who looks at it can see that his Xiaojiu has the ability to hit a hundred shots.
It was just saving face for Xie Shoufu's son.
Tomorrow, the entire Jinling people will definitely talk about this competition. When the time comes, the words will reach the ears of Mr. Liu Ge and Xie Shoufu, not only letting them know that the imperial power cannot be provoked, but also saving them some face, showing their royal family's compassion and respect. tolerant.
Beside Emperor Zhaowu, Li Ren, the great eunuch, heard Emperor Zhaowu's hearty laughter, so he knew that the emperor was really happy today.
He looked at the figure of Rong Ting in the martial arts field, and felt a sense of awe in his heart.
Two years ago, when a foreign country came to pay tribute, the thirteen-year-old boy was like a newborn calf, his eyes were full of sharp rays of light, he was full of edges and corners, showing his sharp edges, arrogant, aggressive, and able to win.
Later, both legs were seriously injured, and after returning from Yecheng, it seemed like a different person.
He originally thought that it was this serious injury that swallowed up the Ninth Prince's sharpness, made him slump, and became a useless person.
But now, that high-spirited young man is back.
Even compared to the sharpness in the past, now I know that there is room for it.
In the palace, which prince can do this
The old eunuch who had been in the palace for more than thirty years looked at the fifteen-year-old Rong Ting, but he did not dare to underestimate him.
Standing beside Emperor Zhaowu, he reminded: "Your Majesty, you just said that the winner will be rewarded."
The Seventeenth Prince came to Emperor Zhaowu's side, and when he heard what Li Ren said, his face became slightly ugly.
Li Ren, an old eunuch, had already become a human being in the palace.
He treats all the empresses in the palaces and all the princes equally, never favors anyone, and never speaks well of anyone in front of his father. He only thinks about his father. He is the most trusted palace of his father. people.
But Li Ren today... is he saying good things for Rong Ting
The Seventeenth Prince hated him.
Why did the assassin just cripple Rong Ting's leg that time? I couldn't kill Rong Ting directly!
Emperor Zhaowu was reminded by Li Ren, immediately smiled and said, "Call those two children over."
Everyone present knew that even though this competition seemed to be a tie, Rong Ting's archery skills were far superior to Xie Tongyan's.
He never misses a hundred shots, which is a thousand miles away from ordinary archery skills.
Some people with superb archery practice for a lifetime, but sometimes they still fail to achieve the level of perfect shooting.
When Xie Tongyan held the golden leaf that Emperor Zhaowu gave him, his face turned blue with anger.
A handful of gold leaves, a thing for children, is clearly a joke that he is not as good as others.
But he had to kneel on the ground and thank the emperor for his grace.
Emperor Zhaowu looked at Rong Ting and asked him, "Does Xiao Jiu have any rewards he wants?"
The sound of the wind swept across the entire martial field.
The seventeenth prince didn't want to see Rong Ting being rewarded with too good things, so he relied on his childish words and said, "Ninth Brother often copies lonely copies recently, Father, give Ninth Brother a useful vermilion pen."
He didn't dare to appear too self-willed in front of Emperor Zhaowu, and chased after him, "If the emperor doesn't reward me, I will give it to brother Jiu myself."
"No need." Rong Ting said, "Nowadays during the flood season in Nanzhang, everything should be simple and not extravagant."
The seventeenth prince choked.
It's not that he didn't hear the rumors in the academy back then, and he even wanted to encourage them.
But Rong Ting's performance in front of his father today can be regarded as completely letting the rumors go, and it will be self-defeating.
Emperor Zhaowu was really satisfied, he asked Rong Ting, "Then what do you want me to reward you?"
"My son doesn't want those extraneous things."
Rong Ting said: "My son wants to divide the mansion and go out of the palace to live alone."
…
According to the practice of the Jokhang royal family, the prince was divided into a mansion at the age of sixteen, and left the imperial city to live outside the palace.
After the crown prince is established, the other princes will leave Jinling and go to their own fiefdoms.
The Seventeenth Prince was stunned.
The queen mother told him two days ago that when Rong Ting returned to the palace, she would find a way to find out his faults, confine him in the palace, and never let him go to Bailu Academy again.
But if Rong Ting was allowed to leave the palace, how could the queen mother find a chance to imprison him in the palace
The eyeliner arranged outside the Shouhuai Palace was in vain.
The Seventeenth Prince hurriedly stopped him, "Ninth Brother is not yet old enough to leave the palace."
With Empress Jiahe not around, he didn't know how to deal with it, so he said, "After Brother Nine leaves the palace, Empress Mother will be sad."
"I had a leg injury for a year, and I was delayed for a year. I knew that my homework had fallen a lot, so I wanted to go out of the palace and live alone, so that I could be closer to the academy and my husband. My mother understands the general situation, so I will definitely understand."
Rong Ting glanced at Xiao Shiqi, and said in a slow voice, "Besides, Shi Qi's schoolwork has always worried my mother. I really can't bear to be by my mother's side. Another me will make her gray hair. My son is not unfilial , I just want to share the worries for my mother."
The seventeenth prince couldn't match his eloquence, and he heard the thorns in his words, saying that he couldn't keep up with his studies, but he didn't know how to refute, so he clenched his fists, feeling uncomfortable.
As far as Emperor Zhaowu was concerned, although it was rare for a fifteen-year-old prince to live out of the palace and own his own mansion, it was not an exception.
He granted Rong Ting's request.
…
Everyone in the entire shooting range was talking about the competition just now.
Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan were ridiculed like dogs in the water.
There was only one person who was not interested in their discussions and frowned.
Jiang Rao just watched Rong Ting shoot arrows there.
Everyone else was cheering, but she was frowning.
When Rong Ting rescued her younger brother last time, she was injured by the rebound force of the bow and arrow, and it was only half a year ago.
What if I get hurt again this time
After Emperor Zhaowu left the hunting ground, Jiang Rao walked towards Rong Ting, but before he had gone a few steps, he saw a woman stopping Rong Ting from a distance.
She frowned uncomfortably, and recognized the figure from behind as Shen Xiuying.
…
Shen Xiuying originally mustered up her courage to talk to Rong Ting, but when she really faced him, thinking of how many people's blood was on his hands in the previous life, she immediately became a little timid.
Seeing Rong Ting wearing a coat on his shoulders, she inexplicably remembered how he took care of Jiang Rao in her previous life, and said softly, "I'm cold."
"Blocking the way."
It's not that Rong Ting doesn't understand the amorous feelings, but there is no amorous feelings in his eyes, his gaze is even as cold as a blade, "Get out of the way."
Shen Xiuying hated her to death.
If he hadn't been the emperor of Dazhao in the future, why would she bother to curry favor with this cripple.
She bent her lips and smiled, handed a handkerchief forward, and said to Rong Ting very intimately: "You have sweat on your forehead, wipe it off."
"You must be tired." She showed the utmost tenderness.
Rong Ting didn't answer, his face was full of impatience.
"There's something on your face, you should wipe it off."
Shen Xiuying was taken aback, then touched her face, "What's there?"
"ugly."
After Rong Ting finished speaking, he left without leaving any sympathy behind.
Leaving Shen Xiuying on the spot, her face pale and embarrassed, she angrily threw the handkerchief to the ground.
Rong Ting walked up to Jiang Rao.
Compared with the stingy and prickly him just now, he seems to be a different person, becoming obedient.
His eyes were drooping and he looked weak and weak.
For some reason, seeing that he ignored Shen Xiuying, who had troubled her, Jiang Rao's displeasure dissipated.
But seeing that something was wrong with Rong Ting, she frowned worriedly, wrote in his palm and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"
But Rong Ting held the hand that she wanted to take away after finishing writing.
He held her warm little hand, raised his eyes, and said pitifully, "I'm cold."