Ouyang Shaochen took out a white silk handkerchief, and gently wiped off the melon juice that accidentally got on Murongxue's hands. With that careful look, the corners of Mu Liufeng's mouth twitched, and they showed their affection again. I can't go to a place where no one is around to show, but I want to show in front of him, it's like stimulating him...
Ye Yichen stood not far away, his sharp eyes passed over a famous guest, and he saw Murong Xue, who was bathed in the sun, eating melons and fruits one by one, her movements were very slow, but there was a sense of This kind of elegance and naturalness exuded from the bottom of his bones, Ye Yichen looked at it, and was slightly lost...
Cheng Guogong stepped forward, said with a slight smile, "Old Prince Jing's thirty-eighth birthday, it's a joy to congratulate, why did you only invite so few guests?"
"Things happen frequently in Prince Jing's mansion, it's better to keep a low profile!" Old Prince Jing said in a low voice, with a dark light flashing in his eyes.
Because of Qin Yuyan's death, Prince Jing's mansion has become the mansion that people talk about after dinner. At this time, it is really not appropriate to hold the birthday banquet of Old Prince Jing too much.
Cheng Guogong nodded in understanding, and changed the topic tactfully: "Prince Jing is eighteen years old, and he has reached the age to marry a wife and have children. I wonder if there is a woman he likes?"
Ye Yichen suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice, "Not yet!"
"It doesn't matter if you don't, Prince Jing is still young, so you can look for it slowly!" Cheng Guogong smiled slightly: He also knew about the love triangle between Ye Yichen, Murongxue, and Qin Yuyan, especially since Qin Yuyan died not long ago. Ye Yichen probably isn't in the mood to talk about marriage...
Ye Yichen pondered for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Eighteen years old is not too young, and he should indeed marry a wife and have children. Today is my father's birthday, why not just choose a Concubine Jing for this king."
Cheng Guogong was stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Prince Jing, marriage is a major matter, not to be trifled with!"
"This king is serious, not joking!" Ye Yichen paused every word, his eyes flashing with rare seriousness.
Old Prince Jing stared at Ye Yichen fixedly, with dark lights in his eyes, and finally said after a long while, "Have you... thought it through?"
"Think clearly!" Ye Yichen nodded heavily, his piercing eyes were as deep as a pool.
Old Prince Jing's lips moved, thousands of words came to his lips, and finally turned into a sigh: "Well, how are you going to choose Concubine Jing?"
Ye Yichen looked sideways slightly, and saw the woman eating melons and fruits not far away, with an almost invisible smile curled up at the corner of her mouth: "I want to find a woman who is both civil and military as my concubine!"
Prime Minister Xie and Duke Cheng looked at each other: The people who came to the banquet today are all friends of Lord Jing. Every friend is an important minister in the court. Their daughters are all dignified and beautiful, talented, and they are all good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Proficient, but those who understand martial arts are basically none, because the girls in Qingyan Kingdom do not advocate martial arts...
"Prince Jing's request is a bit special."
Ye Yichen smiled: "In this world, there must be women who can meet this special requirement."
Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Guogong looked at each other, looking at their noses and their hearts: when other people's sons marry, they can marry whatever they like. They don't care, and it's inconvenient to ask more questions, but: "Jing How is the prince going to test the woman's martial arts?"
You can't find a few guards and fight with a woman who knows martial arts in the yard!
Ye Yichen pondered for a moment, then said calmly: "It's a little inappropriate for a woman to use force in full view. Why don't you test your archery skills, hang three apples in the yard, shoot three apples, and the one who raises the least number of arrows is Ben." The king's concubine."
"That's a good idea!" Cheng Guogong nodded lightly: archery is also a kind of martial arts, and testing archery is equivalent to testing martial arts. Moreover, women of famous noble families like throwing pots, which is similar to archery. Good luck Yes, can shoot an apple...
"Please thank Prime Minister Cheng for keeping this matter a secret, so as not to surprise your daughters." Ye Yichen urged in a deep voice.
"Naturally!" Prime Minister Xie and Cheng Guogong nodded lightly. Many people in the capital are envious of the position of Concubine Jing. If this method of concubine selection is revealed, Prince Jing's mansion will definitely be full of people. It is better to do it quietly...
Steward Wang led the order to the garden, commanded four or five servants, hung three apples more than ten meters away, and ordered four or five maids to stand quietly on one side holding bows and arrows.
"What are you going to do?" The guests couldn't help but ask because they didn't know why.
Steward Wang said with a smile: "This is the old prince Jing, the entertainment prepared by Prince Jing for everyone, shoot apples with bows and arrows, and the one who shoots three apples down with the least number of arrows will be the final winner, and you will get Prince Jing's prize." Mysterious rewards... "
People's eyes lit up: "Mysterious reward? What mysterious reward?"
"The secret must not be revealed. You will know when you win." Butler Wang smiled mysteriously.
Everyone's curiosity was instantly aroused, and they stepped forward one after another, picked up bows and arrows and shot apples.
Young gentlemen, some of them are good at archery, one arrow shoots down an apple, three arrows shoot down three apples, while the noble daughters are relatively weak, and some can't even draw their bows. With all his strength, he failed to hit an apple, so he was very depressed.
Mu Liufeng sat lazily behind the long table, sipping fine wine, watching young master, daughters shoot arrows: "There are quite a few three apples shot down by three arrows, they are tied, but none of them won the first place, no Maybe get that mysterious reward, Ouyang Shaochen, do you want to try it?"
"Not interested!" Ouyang Shaochen refused without even thinking about it!
Mu Liufeng raised his eyebrows, well, the good things in Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion are only a lot more than those in Prince Jing's Mansion, no matter how top-quality the rewards from Prince Jing's Mansion are, Ouyang Shaochen is not interested...
"Mu Liufeng, why don't you shoot arrows?" Murong Xue raised an eyebrow and looked at Mu Liufeng.
"I'm not interested either." Mu Liufeng shook his head nonchalantly: What Prince Jing's Mansion requires is that the one who shoots down three apples with the least number of arrows is the winner.
Ordinary people raise an arrow once and shoot one arrow, and they need to lift three arrows to shoot down three apples. If they want to win, they have to raise two arrows, or one arrow to shoot down the apples, that is to say, they need to shoot two arrows at a time. , or shoot three arrows at a time, and the arrows must hit the apple. This is a test of archery...
"Swoosh!" Two sharp arrows shot out at the same time, one hit the apple, and the other fell to the ground. An apple, how could it miss...
She fixed her gaze, picked up two sharp arrows, strung the bow steadily, and shot towards the remaining two apples, only to hear two soft 'swish', one sharp arrow hit the apple , the other fell to the ground...