Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"Brother, come here too!"

Cheng Yueying raised her fingers towards the ranks of the fourth princes.

Then, Ning Fan saw a black-faced general with an embarrassed look on his face, riding a little black donkey and reluctantly walking over from the Fourth Prince's team.

After taking a closer look, Ning Fan discovered that he was an old acquaintance, Cheng Dong, the son of the chief assistant Cheng Wei!

"His Royal Highness Qingwang..."

Cheng Dong said hello awkwardly.

Ning Fan nodded slightly: "You're already here, why don't you bring the two of you here? Look, there's no one around me, how embarrassing it is?"

"That's right! His Highness Prince Qing is still your savior. Are you embarrassed to stand by the Fourth Prince?"

Which pot does Cheng Yueying not open and lift?

Cheng Dong dug out two acres of land with his toes in embarrassment, and kept his head down without saying a word. Ning Fan saw this kid cowering, so he simply didn't force him.

After taking a closer look, there were eight or nine people, large and small, behind him. It was finally not so embarrassing.

"Thirteenth brother, what are the calculation rules?"

Ning Fan didn't have much memory about Qiu Shou, and he didn't know much about the rules.

"According to the cumulative number of rings that hit the heart, the more points, the higher the score!"

"If you can get a good ranking today, you can give priority to the drawing of lots tomorrow. The good hunting area will be rich in prey, and you can better complete the autumn hunting!"

"In the end, the harvest of autumn hunting is the standard. Those who win the jackpot will receive the reward and title from the father!"

The Thirteenth Prince Ning Yan said honestly.

"Our team only has these few people in total. Isn't it enough? How can we compare? There are dozens of people in our team. Even if we miss a few people, we are no match."

Ning Fan sighed.

"What are you afraid of!"

Cheng Yueying didn't care, looking like a tiger girl.

This girl has thin skin and tender flesh, and the clothes and armor of the men on the ship still make her look delicate.

This is the first time Ning Fan and Cheng Yueying have met, but based on visual inspection, this girl is a cute big-breasted lolita...

"Sixth Prince, you saved my brother and you are the benefactor of our whole family! I will support you from now on! It's not impossible to agree with me at the moment of hanging."

Cheng Yueying seemed to feel Ning Fan's gaze, turned her head and smiled at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan was a little dizzy when he was struck by the baby's fat little face. Then he was glanced at by Cheng Yueying's weird eyes and realized that this girl was actually very smart. It was wrong to say that she was cute.

"Each queue selects five people to participate in mounted shooting!"

Emperor Tian'an felt helpless when he saw that there were only seven or eight people around Ning Fan.

This son seems to be a bit less popular.

When the Crown Prince and the Fourth Prince heard that Emperor Tian'an clearly favored Ning Fan, they didn't react at all. They just looked at Ning Fan with disdain in their eyes.

Especially the fourth prince, who was defeated by Ning Fan twice, felt very unhappy in his heart!

This time, the long bow behind him was already a little hungry.

That look in his eyes seemed to tell Ning Fan again that I will press you to the ground and rub you today...

"Thirteen, you count as one, Cheng Dong, you count as one, among the rest, which of you is good at riding and shooting?"

Ning Fan looked at Cheng Yueying's cousins.

The Wen family was a wealthy family, and many of them were officials in the court.

Ning Fan guessed that these young people should be named Wen.

However, after listening to Ning Fan's words, several young people from the Wen family seemed indifferent, with expressions of reluctance on their faces.

His disdain for Ning Fan was almost written on his face.

All I have to do is tell Ning Fan directly that they were coerced and would not stand behind your Highness, Prince Qing, unless they were beaten to death...

"Wen Zhong, Wen Wu, you two come up."

Seeing that several cousins ​​were not doing their best, Cheng Yueying simply called them by name.

It can be seen that these cousins ​​seem to be a little doted on Cheng Yueying and a little afraid of Cheng Yueying, so when Cheng Yueying called her name, two young men who looked smart and strong immediately came out and came to Ning Fan. flank.

"I know that you two are good at riding and shooting, so you must not fail to do your best! Otherwise, I will tell everyone about the embarrassing things you did when you were young, so that you two will not be able to get a wife in the future!"

Cheng Yueying saw the two men hanging their heads and threatened again.

This time, the two finally became honest and began to wipe the bows and arrows from behind.

"Even if we hit every target, we can't stop Prince Qing from missing the target every time! Cousin, please don't force us, okay?"

Wen Zhong looked bitter.

"The fourth brother and the prince are both sharpshooters, so we have little chance of winning."

The Thirteenth Prince also said to Ning Fan.

"His Royal Highness Qing Wang, if you are not familiar with mounted shooting, you can actually let Wen Tao go. He can at least hit the target!"

Cheng Dong couldn't help but say.

Ning Fan is a famously absurd prince, who doesn't know about An Jing?

It would be a fantasy for such a prince to practice riding and shooting!

Therefore, several people were very frustrated and felt that they would lose if they followed Ning Fan.

"Sixth Brother, Qiu Shou's achievements will be recorded in the records. In the future, the Ministry of War will award military positions to distinguished sons based on Qiu Shou's performance! At least, if Qiu Shou performs well, he won't have to start as a soldier!"

The Thirteenth Prince Ning Yan saw Ning Fan's indifferent expression and quickly explained.

Only then did Ning Fan understand why these people were so resistant to joining his team. It turned out to be because Qiu Shou was linked to their future...

"You just have to perform well and don't worry about the rest. As for me, I won't hold you back!"

Ning Fan smiled lightly.

As soon as these words came out, several people had dark expressions on their faces, and no one believed it.

Even Cheng Yueying looked at Ning Fan with crescent moon eyes and said: "Your Highness, you can't pretend to understand. If it doesn't work, I can take your place!"

The rumble of drums sounded, and the mounted shooting had begun.

Although several people were not romantically involved, Ning Fan entered the scene and the others had no choice but to follow.

As the drum beat gets louder and louder, the mounted shooting officially begins.

Ning Fan's team was assigned red targets, including fixed targets and moving targets pulled by ropes.

Each team can only hit its own target. If it hits another team's target, the points will be added to the others.

Cheng Dong shot an arrow and it hit the target. The others were also very good, and basically there was no miss.

The worst performer was the Thirteenth Prince Ning Yan, whose shots hit the edge of the target every time.

"Look at me!"

Ning Fan laughed and took off the weird long bow from his back.

Ning Fan bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming at the farthest target.

"Your Highness, the distance is too far. Although the score will be doubled, you must not do it!"

Cheng Dong quickly persuaded.

Although the other people didn't speak, they all had dark faces, thinking that Ning Fan was both talented and pretentious.

Ning Fan smiled slightly without saying anything, and shot out an arrow. Cheng Dong's eyes immediately widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

The other people had their heads hanging down, but suddenly they raised their heads, their faces full of shock.

"Five hundred meters?"

"Bullseye?"

At this time, even Emperor Tian'an in the stands had a look of shock on his face.

You know, the last person to hit the 500-meter bullseye was Xiao Chong, the military god of Dakang!