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Yan Ying sat on the horseback, imitating Uzhina, practicing how to control the horse, letting it walk slowly, fast, run, turn left, and turn right according to her own requirements.

Perhaps Yan Ying fed it a handful of pasture nourished with supernatural powers. This mare is extraordinarily docile and caring. Even so, it took Yan Ying a whole day to learn how to ride a horse.

When she returned to the camp, she saw Yin Heng brought a plate of rabbit meat, and she said embarrassedly: "Emiang, this is the prey that my son killed with his own hands. It is a bit small. In the future, my son will try to kill a deer for you like a big brother." return"

Yan Ying patted his head, thinking with relief, the son has grown up, the world of teenagers is really full of expressive age.

"Well, my mother is waiting"

Yan Ying accepted his son's filial piety, watched him run to the campfire, and laughed and played with his brothers, this scene was deeply imprinted in his mind.

The night sky on the grassland is clean, pure, and the breeze is blowing, making people doze off sleepily.

As soon as Yan Ying slept until dawn, she was woken up by Uzhina, and followed her to go horse racing. It was the first time she came to the prairie, and everything she saw was new.

Uzhina, who grew up on the prairie, judges and looks for various umami flavors based on the color and sparseness of the pasture.

The wild leek flowers are smashed and spread on the barbecue. It tastes very good. There is a kind of colorful mushroom, which Yan Ying picked half of the basket.

When she came back, Uzhina played her nomadic instinct and drove a runaway sheep back to the pasture.

On the third day, Mulan's autumn activities began.

All the Eight Banners disciples brought by the Qing Dynasty are ready to go, while the Mongolian eagle is on the side, and a large grassland in front of them is waiting for these passionate children to conquer.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners were preparing for the autumn hunting activities in the Mulan Paddock outside the Great Wall. With the order of Kangxi, princes, ministers, officials, soldiers of the Eight Banners on both wings, princes, grandsons, and guards were appointed by the emperor.

With a huge team of no less than [-] to [-], people cheering, horses neighing, and banners covering the sun, this large-scale military exercise is simply a feast.

Even if you have seen the modern army, you can't help cheering for this group of people on horseback.

Yan Ying felt the enthusiasm, and rode on her little mare, followed by Uzhina. Her sword skills were not good, and Uzhina was good at besieging them. The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, also rushed back a prey .

I had a great time riding a horse. After returning to the tent, I took off my clothes and saw that my thighs were scorched red. Bai Wei applied the medicine carefully: "Why is the injury so serious? Master won't be able to ride a horse for two days. Otherwise, it will be fine if the skin is broken.”

The smile on Yan Ying's face disappeared in an instant: It is so cruel to not be able to ride a horse in the grassland, and her happiness is gone.

Bai Wei put away the things in the tent and tidied them up, then wet the handkerchief with hot water on the washstand, handed it to Yan Ying with both hands and said: "Master, there is a lot of dust outside, wipe your face first, and then you can use it later." It’s time to go to your Majesty’s for dinner.”

When Yan Ying came out of the tent, she heard a pleasant singing from the main tent. She couldn't understand what was being sung, but the cheerfulness of the song made her feel good, and she couldn't help smiling.

Beside the bonfire, a beautiful Mongolian girl was showing her supplies, and the people next to her were also singing and dancing. The singing that just came out belonged to her.

Kangxi was busy exchanging feelings with the leaders of various Mongolian tribes. A few elder brothers sat on the seats to watch the dance. The women they saw in the palace were all reserved and reserved, but today this hot and unrestrained Mongolian girl has a different taste.

Yan Ying sat next to her son, and asked quietly: "Who is the little girl, you are dumbfounded. If you like it, I will tell you Huang Ama, how about we take it back to Beijing and be your child bride?"

Yinheng quickly shook his head and said: "Emiang, don't talk nonsense, she is Borzigit, Celen's aunt"

Yan Ying thought about it for a while, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows: "Is this girl going to enter the palace?" Kangxi's woman.

Yinheng nodded and said: "Well, Celen said so."

Yan Ying smiled embarrassedly: "It's Er Niang who said something wrong, she should be punished"

After taking a sip of spicy wine, Yan Ying suddenly felt a lot of emotion: "Before you know it, you can ride a horse and hunt, and your brothers are close to your Huang Ama, but Er Niang wants to tell you, don't let me go!" It's not important, Er Niang hopes that you can be as happy as when you were a child, no matter how big a disaster you cause, Er Niang will take care of it for you."

Perhaps because he was drunk, Yan Ying kept chattering non-stop, Yin Heng listened obediently, he is not young anymore, the eldest brother and the crown prince are fighting each other, and the brothers are in their own teams, he has also begun to understand what is called royal family Fighting, the more this is the case, the more he cherishes the different moments of his childhood that his mother brought to him, and remembers it in his heart.

While talking, the topic suddenly turned.

Yan Ying looked at her son secretly, and asked curiously: "Do you think Manchu noble girls are good-looking, or do you like Han girls, or Mongolian princesses?"

In ancient times, people were precocious, and the elder brothers were all engaged. This time they will get married when they go back. Her kid has to prepare early.

Time waits for no one, all four corners are perfect, girls from good families have been booked out, so how could she choose the rest for her son?

Yan Ying has already forgotten that at the palace banquet back then, she also said that Concubine Hui was impatient, but now that it was her son's turn, she was even more anxious than Concubine Hui.

For a thin-skinned boy to be asked this kind of question by his mother, it would be really embarrassing.

Yinheng blushed, his face turned red like a monkey's ass, and the heart of the innocent boy was too shy: "Er Niang, I don't like any girls."

Seeing his burning eyebrows, Yan Ying looked at him like a girl.

Yan Ying admired enough of her son's shy and timid emoji, and smiled unkindly: "Then what do you like? After two years of draft, Erniang will pick a Fujin you like."

Yin Heng faltered for a long time before uttering a voice the size of a mosquito: "I like good-looking ones."

After all, he jumped up, jumped up, and ran away like burning his butt.

Yan Ying was overwhelmed with joy, and said to the empty cushion: "Okay, Er Niang knows."

The son is still a face control, he likes good-looking ones.

Singing and dancing all night, pushing and changing glasses, Yan Ying drank kumis several times, naturally got up late the next day, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Bai Wei sorting out a large piece of animal skin.

"Master is awake, this is the skin sent by brother Jiu, and there is a large cart of sea buckthorn fruit and cantaloupe"

Bai Wei cut a fruit plate, and said puzzledly: "Jiu elder brother doesn't know what's wrong, I asked him to wait for the master to get up and talk for a while, but stumbled, turned around and ran away."

Yan Ying ate the crunchy, sweet and juicy melons and fruits, and said to herself: "This brat"