With a bang, Yong Qi turned her head and couldn't help frowning.
But it was the fourth elder brother, Yongxuan, who didn't know how the bow and arrow in his hand angered him, so he threw it on the ground.
The youngest boy among the three, the twelfth elder brother Yongxing persuaded: "Fourth brother! How many times has Huang Ama said, don't take things out of your anger, why have you forgotten?"
"Twelve, when will it be your turn to teach fourth brother a lesson, there are no rules!" Yongxun guessed, but his eyes were fixed on Yongqi's direction.
Yong Qi smiled slightly and came over: "I heard that fourth brother was hunting a while ago, and his arm was injured. I think he has not recovered yet. Don't rush for success, it is important to take good care of your injury."
Among the three, Yongxuan is the oldest, compared to Wen, but can't compare to Yongqi, and still can't compare to Yongqi in martial arts. After everyone's intentional or unintentional comparison, they have long been dissatisfied with this talented younger brother. Losing to him, his heart was on fire, Yong Qi's words were originally to find the steps for him, but in his ears, it became a provocation.
Just as he was about to speak sarcastically, a hand suddenly dropped and picked up the bow and arrow on the ground.
Yongqi followed that hand and looked at the man, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Lord Fucha!"
With wind and frost on his temples, Fucha Fu Heng is no longer the turbid young man he used to be. The battlefield has sharpened his face, making him look a lot of vicissitudes, but he has added the charm of a lot of mature men, like a pot of brewing. Years of fine wine, the more it sinks, the more fragrant it is.
He is a general of the dynasty, and he has taught several princes to ride and shoot. Everyone has to call a master in front of him, and dare not make mistakes. Fu Heng returned the bow and arrow in his hand to Yongxuan: "Fourth Brother, Gui Cheng, the former chief, drew the bow in front of the emperor, and was fined for six months because the arrow was accidentally broken. Do you know why?"
Yongxuan was startled.
"Perhaps the world is peaceful now, so some people forget... Daqing came from a horse." Fu Heng said lightly, "Emperor, every year when Mulan hunts, he has to personally test the cavalry and shooting of princes, ministers, civil and military officials. I want everyone to never forget this point. Gui Cheng has been ill for half a year and can't draw a bow, so he will be punished the same. Even if you are injured, don't slack off. In front of the emperor, there is no reason to talk about it."
Yong Xuan didn't think he was doing it for his own good, but felt that he was taking the lead for Yong Qi, and immediately snorted: "Thank you, Lord Fucha, for reminding me, I remember it!"
Taking back his bow and arrow, Yongxun didn't want to pay attention to the two anymore, turned around and walked towards the other end of the martial arts field. Behind him, there was the sound of a conversation between Fu Heng and Yongqi.
"Five elder brothers, the last time you and I mentioned the improvement of the musket..."
"Now the Green Camp shotgun, most of the hall is empty, and most of the drills are on the ground, and the fire is not fired and the child has fallen..."
Yongxun looked back and saw that the two had left the martial arts field side by side.
Without the presence of others, he didn't need to put it on again. He threw the bow and arrow in his hand to the ground.
"What are you looking at?" Yongxun sneered, "I advise you to throw away the bow and arrow in your hand. Anyway, Huang Ama said that the fifth brother is the best among us. What are we still trying to do?"
Anyway, no matter how hard you try, in the end... That position isn't his
It's like the new leaves on the tree replace the old leaves, and it's like the new flowers on the branches replace the old flowers. When the youth grow up, it is also when a group of people grow old.
Chengqian Hall.
As usual, Zhener was combing her hair for her successor when she suddenly grabbed her right hand and hid behind her.
"Take it out." Then he said slowly.
Zhener hesitated for a moment, handed over the hand hidden behind her, opened it slowly, and saw a white hair lying in the palm of her hand.
This is not the first gray hair.
After a while, he didn't say a word, and after a long time, he slowly opened a small drawer on the makeup box, and put the white hair in... plus yesterday's, the front, and the day before yesterday...
A whole bunch.
Anything, when it adds up, is a little shocking.
For example, there is only one wrinkle on the face, it is nothing, but once a dozen of them are clustered together, it will drive any woman crazy.
"The Lord of the Six Houses, you worry about big things and small things, and in the end you get old faster than anyone else." Then he sighed, "No wonder..."
"Why?" Jane asked.
"When I asked Concubine Ling, no, it's Concubine Ling now. I asked her, why don't you want to be a queen? She said she couldn't be, she didn't have to worry about it. Look at what she has eaten and what she has enjoyed in the past ten years. What, when Ben Gong took a closer look that day, her hair was greasy, and she didn't have a trace of white hair. Really, she's in her thirties..." Afterwards, she smiled sadly, "She lives like a child."
"That's her selfishness!" Zhen'er curled her lips disdainfully, "A few years ago, the queen mother didn't want to see her, and she had the cheek to send Qi Gege to Shoukang Palace, and the queen mother couldn't hold her cold face. That's all. , Qing Concubine was promoted to Concubine Qing six years ago, and Wei Yingluo even sent away the fifteenth brother in order to win her over! I really don't understand this servant!"
I didn't understand it at first, but now I want to understand it.
"Don't she always say, women and women, treat yourself as a person first?" Then she said, "I see her, no one in the world loves her, she loves herself like a jewel."
What's more, the elders have their own nursing mothers and grandmothers to take care of them. They are a little older, and they have Yanqing and respected bachelors as teachers. They are raised in their own place or in other places. Sounds better.
It's not like they will never see each other again. Those elder brothers have left school and still run to the Yanxi Palace. This makes the imperial concubine take all the fame and benefits, but look at yourself
"Mother!"
There was a trace of pain in the boy's voice, and then he was shocked and looked back: "Yongping, what's wrong with you?"
Yong Ping was brought back by someone. The man who helped him back was slender and beautiful. Originally, after this age, both men and women would show a hint of old age, especially men. , the chin flesh will have a few more layers. If you are lazy, the beard will grow all over the chin like thin needles.
None of these problems happened to him.
Because he is a eunuch, or in other words, the most beautiful eunuch in the Forbidden City.
- Yuan Chunwang.
"Niangniang, Brother Twelve has been practicing under the scorching sun for two hours, and the skin on his hands is all torn." Yuan Chunwang said, "The servant just asked the imperial doctor to wrap up the medicine, and the imperial doctor told me not to draw bows for a month. "
After that, he rushed over and took Yong Ying's hand and kept looking at it. The more he looked, the more distressed he became. He couldn't help but say, "Silly boy, why are you working so hard?"
"Mummy, don't be sad, Yong Ping doesn't feel any pain at all." Yong Ping's face was covered in sweat, and he endured it, "Don't worry, when Yong Ping's hands are healed, he will definitely take a horse and shoot first. One, win glory for E-Niang!"
After hearing the words, he was stunned.
After Zhen'er helped Yong Ping leave, she sat in front of the Linghua mirror alone, dazed, and asked herself: Is she being too strict with Yong Ping
Yuan Chunwang stood behind her, glanced at the bunch of white hair in the drawer out of the corner of his eyes, the corner of his lips was slightly indiscernible, and he reached out to pick up the horn comb on the table.
"Empress Empress." He combed his long hair, "The slave has something to report."
"What's the matter?" The follower in the mirror smiled, with a hint of sarcasm, "If you want to encourage Ben Gong to deal with Wei Yingluo again, don't open your mouth."
There is nothing to hide from her, this is the most intelligent woman in the Forbidden City, but no matter how intelligent a woman is, she also has her weaknesses.
"It's about the establishment of the Chu Chu." Yuan Chunwang pulled out one of her white hair. "There is news that the emperor intends to make the fifth prince the crown prince."
He didn't say anything after that, but his eyes were fixed on the white hair in his hand.
"Niangniang." Yuan Chunwang seemed both bewitched and encouraged, "You should think about it for the Twelve Brothers.
He didn't say this before, because it was useless to say it, but now it's not as good as in the past, this white hair reminds the successor - she's old, a harem woman, fighting for favor when she was young, and when she's old, she It's time to fight to be the queen mother.
Besides, it would be fine if the other elder brothers became princes, the fifth elder brother... He was all about Concubine Ling.
"...Let this palace think about it." Then he said solemnly.
The struggle for succession is not a child's play, its tragic level far exceeds that of the harem battle. One side falls, often in a film, and of course it is impossible to make a decision easily in the future.
After closing the door, so that the person inside could think about it carefully, Yuan Chunwang turned around and saw that Zhener was already waiting for him at the door.
"What did you say to the Empress?" She pulled him aside and asked in a low voice.
Yuan Chunwang smiled but said nothing.
"...Don't think about using the Queen's hand to deal with Concubine Ling." Zhen'er's eyes were full of his worries, "Have you forgotten the hardships you suffered in the Department of Penalties?"
"How could I forget?" Yuan Chunwang said softly, but a stern look flashed in his eyes.
At that time, he received more than 100 sticks in the Shen Xing Division. The skin he was beaten was torn and his flesh was blurred. Because he had offended the most favored concubine, he would have no place to go out. After several days and nights, he would not be allowed to return to his side.
For more than ten years, I have been keeping myself safe, not forgetting the hatred of the past, the hatred of the past, but like a snake in winter, dormant.
until today...
"Zhen'er, after ten years of peace, the empress has completely forgotten that the battle between the prince and the prince is imminent." Yuan Chunwang said with a smile, "If the fifth elder brother ascends the throne, the twelfth elder brother occupies a direct line, and it becomes A thorn in the eyes of the new emperor, a thorn in the flesh.”
Zhen'er was stunned: "The emperor is in good health, and he has no intention of establishing a prince so early..."
"When the box behind the fair and bright plaque is filled with the imperial decree, everything will be too late." Yuan Chunwang shook his head, held her hand, and said softly, "This is for the twelfth prince, for the queen, and For... us."
Jane's face flushed, and she finally nodded slightly: "I'll listen to you."
Yuan Chunwang brought up a smile, raised his hand and brushed her hair on her temples, so embarrassed that Zhener lowered her head, so she didn't have time to see the cold light flashing in his eyes.
"If you can't make up your mind." Yuan Chunwang looked towards the door and thought, "Let me push you..."