I'm a Buddhist foster child

"Wow ah ah ah-"

"woo woo woo woo……"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The crying came out from the Lumen, it was earth-shattering, and a lot of people came to watch. The palace people and guards probed their heads, not knowing what happened.

Of course they didn't know that Bi Guogong was bullied and cried by the little bun Yang Guang. After all, what kind of evil could the little bun have?I thought that the culprit was the emperor Yang Jian, but Yang Jian was the emperor, so no one else dared to say anything more.

Yang Jian had a headache, and he was still holding the jujube flower cake in his hand, and said, "This...or else, don't cry?"

Yu Wenxian was in pain, and was "threatened" by Yang Guang, so frightened that he couldn't stop sobbing. His appearance was very delicate, so his crying was very pitiful, like a poor kitten.

"Heh!" The little bun Yang Guang walked over with folded arms, looked at the poor Yu Wenxian coldly, sneered again, snatched the jujube flower cake from Yang Jian's hand, stuffed it into his mouth, ate it up in two bites, and returned it. He smacked his lips, wiped his small mouth, and looked like a demonstration.

"Woooooooo..."

"Wow woo woo woo... woo woo—"

Yang Jian's headache got worse, just in time Langya Wang Gaoyan ran out from the inside, they were going out together, because of playing hide-and-seek, so the little bun Gao Yan hid, who knew that such a thing happened.

Gao Yan, the little bun, crossed his hips, stared at Yang Guang fiercely, and said, "It must be Nai! Is Nai bullying people?"

Yang Guang categorically denied it, but still holding his short arms, he said, "Gu didn't bully anyone. He fell and cried by himself. Does it depend on Gu?"

Yang Jian: "..." It makes sense, but I can't refute it.

The little bun Yu Wenxian cried for a long time, weeping bitterly, his little face was blurred, and finally stopped crying, his big eyes were like peach blossom eyes, real peach blossom eyes, The eye circles are swollen and red.

Yang Jian wanted to visit Lumen today. As a father, he was naturally worried about his son's academic problems. Of course, although Yang Guang didn't need Yang Jian to worry about it, after all, Yang Guang's actual age was half older than Yang Jian, so Yang Guang should do it. Dad's people...

Yang Jian is a "new father". Yesterday, his son had approved all the documents, and he was also free. Naturally, he wanted to experience the personality of a parent who is worried about homework, so he came to Lumen, planning to spend the rest of the day. Listen at the open door.

The rest time ended soon, and the little buns went back indoors, ready to continue listening to the master's lecture. Le Xun walked in from the outside, and saw the emperor sitting at the "small desk" in the back row at a glance, and quickly bowed and said: " Greetings to the Lord."

Yang Jian's parents helped Mr. Le Xun up, and said with a smile: "You don't need to be polite, Mr. Today, I came to see Guang'er to learn. I will teach as Mr. Le Xun teaches."

"Yes." Le Xun didn't delay, let Yang Guang, Gao Yan and Yu Wenxian all sit down, spread out the books, and continued to give lectures.

In ancient times, the six arts were emphasized, rites, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics. As the son of a nobleman, he also needed the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical education, art and labor. In the morning, he studied textbook knowledge, and in the afternoon, he studied sports such as archery and imperialism.

The three little buns each have a case table, spread out the books, Yu Wenxian is sitting in the front row, sitting upright, with a small body upright, a well-behaved student, listening carefully, if placed in modern times, Yu Wenxian is definitely a teacher and parent The "children from other people's families" that everyone likes, a well-behaved and obedient student.

Little Baozi Yang Guang and Langya Wang Gaoyan were sitting in the back row, their desks were side by side. Little Baozi Langya King was holding a book, his brows were tightly frowned, his mouth was pouted, and he poked his head repeatedly with his little hands, standard The "thinking about it" action.

The little bun, King Langya, complained in a low voice: "What is the master talking about? Which page is it? What does this word read?"

"What does that word read?"

"What do these words read?"

Yang Guang was irritated by his poking, turned his face away, and glanced at King Langya contemptuously.

Compared with Yu Wenxian's eagerness to learn, King Langya is more active and can hardly sit still for a moment. He is a problem student in the eyes of his master.

And Yang Guang...

Yang Jian took a closer look, and found that his son was very honest in class. Although his back was not straight, he did not move around on the mat. One small fleshy hand supported his cheeks, and the other held a book. After a while , Yang Jian vaguely heard the voice of "Hoo...", and then suddenly realized that his son was so honest not because he was obediently listening to the class, but because he... fell asleep!

It was approaching lunch time, and there was only the last lecture in the morning. Mr. Le Xun said, "Okay, I'll stop here in the morning."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little bun King Langya stood up from his seat and said, "It's finally finished! Womeng go to naughty duck!"

As he spoke, he rushed to Yu Wenxian's side, wanting to drag Yu Wenxian out to play, but Yu Wenxian was a well-behaved baby, so he didn't leave immediately, but said respectfully: "Master Crab!"

Le Xun smiled and said, "Duke Bi is so polite."

Yu Wenxian walked up to Yang Jian again, bowed and saluted and said, "My lord, I will take my leave first!"

Yu Wenxian looks gentle, and he speaks in a childish voice, with some small milky sounds at the end, not to mention how cute, when Yang Jian was about to speak, he suddenly heard "Boom——" It turned out to be the sound of thunder.

It's winter now, and there hasn't been any rain or snow recently. The sky is bright and bright, and a rolling thunder is blowing up.

"Ah duck!" Yu Wenxian was making a salute, and he was so frightened that he really looked like a kitten with fried hair, and with a sound of "slip--", he got into Yang Jian's arms directly.

Yang Guang is tidying up his textbooks, he is slow and careless. He has already memorized the books that children only learn. Yang Guang was also very smart when he was a child. In addition, his father was very strict with him in his previous life. He has worked very hard since he was a child, and he can memorize all the books after reading them once, so he doesn't need to read these books at all. Even if he sleeps in class, he still remembers them by heart.

If it wasn't for the sake of showing off and putting on the appearance of a prince who is eager to learn, Yang Guang would be too lazy to come to study in the open door. Yang Guang tidied up his textbooks with great interest, and suddenly heard a Donglei, let alone a child, adults would also You will be taken aback.

Yang Guang turned his head and saw that Yu Wenxian had slipped into Yang Jian's arms!Like a shivering little rabbit, extremely pitiful and harmless.

Yang Guang threw away the textbook at once, and strode over, grabbed Yu Wenxian's back collar with his small hand, and dragged him. Yu Wenxian was unprepared, and was pulled out by Yang Guang, unsteady, "Gudong!" With a bang, he actually sat on the ground with a big butt!

"Ah duck! Woo..." Yu Wenxian sat on the ground, stunned by the fall, his peach blossom eyes were bright red again, watery, as if he was about to cry at any time.

The little bun, King Langya, immediately stepped forward to fight against the injustice, protected Yu Wenxian behind him, and said, "Why are you beating people!"

Yang Guang folded his arms and said, "Gu didn't beat him, he was the one who wanted to sit on the ground."

Yang Guang stared down at Yu Wenxian who was sitting on the ground with his cold eyes, looking like a mean and villain.

Yang Jian hastily rubbed his forehead, fearing that his son was holding a grudge, and saw that he gave the jujube cake to Yu Wenxian, so he kept remembering it until now.

Yang Jian stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "There is still a lesson on archery in the afternoon, let's have lunch first."

Yang Jian had to watch in the afternoon, and since he came, he brought three little buns to have lunch together. Zhongguan He Quan moved quickly, and quickly went out to order the meal to be served.

The meal was set up, and Yang Jian was surrounded by three little buns. The little bun, King Langya, was a tiger-headed tiger, and devoured the meal. With the stability and maturity of a small adult, the one who grows is the shortest one, a small ball, with a straight face when eating, and a small mouth, don't mention how cute it is.

Surrounded by three little buns, Yang Jian felt that this scene could be called "Heaven and Earth". He already liked children, let alone such cute little buns.

Seeing that Yu Wenxian only ate vegetables, Yang Jian said strangely: "Why does Mr. Bi only eat vegetables? You need to eat more meat to grow your body."

The little bun, Yu Wenxian, felt a little awkward at once, grabbed the hem of his clothes and rubbed it, pouted and said, "Ke Su...Ke Su's servants don't like rough meat..."

When Yang Jian heard it, he suddenly realized that Yu Wenxian was the kind of child who only liked to eat vegetables, but not meat. The little children he had seen before, such as Yang Guang, such as King Langya, such as the daughter of Ashina , are people who like to eat meat, and they simply don't like eating meat. If it weren't for Yang Jian's "forced", they would not eat a bite of vegetables for a meal. Yu Wenxian can be said to be an outlier among them.

Yang Guang sneered in his heart, eat vegetables?Who wouldn't?

Immediately, Yang Guang stretched out his small meaty hand, picked up a piece of leek in the chopsticks, opened his small mouth, stuffed it in, and chewed it bulgingly. In fact, the taste is not bad, but Yang Guang does not prefer vegetables. , if meat and vegetables are put together, he must eat meat.

Yang Guang took a big mouthful of food, as if he wanted to compete with Yu Wenxian, picked up another chopsticks, stuffed it into his mouth, then another chopsticks, another chopsticks, and again...

Yang Jian didn't pay attention, and looked down, good guy, all the leeks in Chengpan were gone, only vegetable soup was left, and Yang Guang ate all of them in a blink of an eye.

Yang Jian looked at Yang Guang in surprise, Yang Guang raised his chin, which made him almost hiccup. Fortunately, Yang Guang's family was very strict, so he forcibly endured it, covered his mouth with his small fleshy hand, and picked up the small handkerchief again. , wiped his small mouth elegantly and coldly.

Yang Jian: "..." My son's belly was all propped up.

After lunch, I took a short break, and there are classes in the afternoon. The difference is that the classes in the afternoon are shooting and fighting, both of which are some sports.

The courses in ancient times are not only cultural courses, but also courses on etiquette and physical fitness. Scholars pay attention to the six arts, and Mr. Le Xun is proficient in the six arts. Despite his gentle appearance, he also served as a general in his early years and followed him to the battlefield.

When the hour was about the same, the three little buns went to change their clothes, took off all the cumbersome robes, and changed into strong clothes that were convenient for movement.

Yang Jian stood in Daohuiyuan and waited. Daohuiyuan is a place specially used for martial arts, and soon saw three little buns coming out.

Little Baozi Yang Guang was dressed in a black outfit. The cold color set off the little Baozi's face, which was pink and tender, white and rosy. Because the black made him look thinner, Yang Guang was a small ball, quite miniature.

Yang Guang carried a small bow and a quiver on his back. He stood with his feet apart, arms folded, and stood in place, looking like a cold little prince.

Yu Wenxian and Gao Yan next to him also changed into their small clothes. Yu Wenxian held the arrow tube, blinked his eyes, and said in a childish voice: "Wo... Wo Sulai can't do it against Sheyu."

Gao Yan patted him on the shoulder and almost fell to the ground when Yu Wenxian patted him. She comforted him with a childlike voice, "It's okay! I can teach you! I'm very powerful!"

"Respect?" Yu Wenxian blinked his big eyes and said, "Crab crab!"

Yang Guang was too lazy to accompany the two little dolls, so he strode forward and came to the center of Daohuiyuan.

The first class in the afternoon is "shooting". There are many kinds of shooting. There are roughly five specialties, "Baiya, Shenlian, Yanzhu, Xiangchi, and Jingyi", among which there are many complicated ones.

Baiya means that the archery is accurate and powerful; Shenlian means to release one arrow, and the next three arrows are released consecutively, one arrow after another, like a string of beads; Yanzhu refers to the speed of the arrow; Xiangchi It expresses the etiquette of shooting arrows together with the emperor; as for Jingyi, it refers to four arrows fired in succession and all of them hit.

Because two new students joined the class temporarily today, Le Xun explained the details of archery again, and then asked Yu Wenxian to demonstrate it again.

Yu Wenxian was still young, only slightly younger than Yang Guangda, when he heard his master speak, he saluted respectfully and said, "Yes!"

As he said, he stood up, untied the bow and arrow from his back, put on the bow and arrow, and was about to start shooting, with a stern face and narrowed eyes...

"Zheng-"

The first arrow was released quickly, the long arrow left the string, and it really reached the standard of Yan Zhu, and hit the bull's-eye with a "pop!"

King Langya opened his eyes wide in shock, and his small mouth was round. He was about to lament that Yu Wenxian was actually very good at archery. The next moment, Yu Wenxian didn't stop, grabbed a long arrow from the quiver, and continued to take the bow.

"Zheng-"

Second arrow!

"Zheng-"

The third arrow!

"Zheng-!"

The fourth arrow!

The four arrows were fired continuously, as expected, without any pause, the movements could be described as smooth and flowing, very easy to handle.

King Langya was so shocked that he was speechless. He kept his mouth open and blinked his eyes. After a long time, he said: "This... this is too boring!"

After Yu Wenxian shot the arrow, he rubbed his little head, put the longbow back on his back, and returned to his cute and cute appearance.

Le Xun went to check the target, smiled and clapped his hands and said, "Bi Gong's archery has improved a lot, and the four arrows are well-known, but it's a pity that he only managed to join the company, and the third arrow failed to hit the bull's-eye."

The palace servants brought the target over, and everyone saw that it was indeed so. One of the arrows missed and missed the target, but it was already a miracle for such a big child.

Yu Wenxian pursed his lips, seemingly displeased, and said, "Master, the students will work harder to practice archery."

Le Xun stroked his beard, nodded and said, "It's a good thing for Mr. Bi to study and improve."

Yang Jian watched Xiao Baozi's archery, and he watched it heartily. Not to mention, the life pressure of noble children in this era is also quite high. They have to learn to ride and shoot at a young age, and this dynasty is in turmoil in the north and south, and the soldiers are in turmoil. In addition to learning book knowledge, the children pay more attention to physical training such as shooting and defense. They have worked harder than others since they were young.

Yang Jian clapped his palms and said, "Bi Gong is very good at archery. Today, I have opened my eyes."

Yu Wenxian received Yang Jian's praise, he lowered his head in a bad mood, his fair little bun's face was flushed, as if he was shy, he cupped his hands and said: "The master is absurdly praised, I am ashamed... I dare not take it."

Regardless of Yu Wenxian's young age, he learned the rules of the palace very well.

Yang Guang stood in the Daohui Garden in a state of displeasure. He ate too much for lunch, and now the big Chengpan leeks almost grew in his stomach. She Yu is just putting on a show, and just messing around, anyway, these are all learned before.

Who knew that when Yang Jian suddenly praised Yu Wenxian, it was clear that he didn't even do well, so what's so great about it?

It’s not that Yang Guang is bragging. The training he received when he was a child was much stricter than this. At Yu Wenxian’s age, he has already learned how to shoot four arrows in succession. Nothing to show off.

Yang Guang immediately sneered, walked forward a few steps with folded arms, stood in front of the crowd without speaking, parted and hooked the longbow on his back, "Clang--" With a flick of the little fleshy hand, the bowstring made a clank Shocking sound, don't tell me, if an ordinary man does this action, he must be majestic and handsome, but...

The problem is that Yang Guang is too young, and Yang Jian almost couldn't help laughing out loud when he saw Xiao Roubao's movements.

King Langya said, "Do you want to shoot arrows too?"

Yang Guang didn't answer Langya King directly, but said lightly: "Stand aside."

King Langya pouted, as if he didn't believe that Yang Guang could shoot. After all, Yang Guang was too young, a little smaller than Yu Wenxian, and he was the shortest among them all. How could such a small group know how to shoot? ?

Yang Guang stood still, with his feet spread apart, holding the bow and arrow with two small fleshy hands, drew out a long arrow, stretched his arms, and immediately opened the bow.

"Zheng-!"

First arrow!

"Zheng-!"

Second arrow!

"Zheng!Zheng!Zheng!"

What followed was three arrows fired together, a total of five arrows, but hearing the sound of "Duo! Duo! Duo duo!", people were dazzled and thought they were hallucinating.

King Langya was dumbfounded, with his small mouth open again, his eyes wide open, with a dumbfounded expression on his face, and Yu Wenxian also looked surprised.

"Let's check it out." Yang Guang spoke softly, and his little milky voice successfully brought back everyone's wandering consciousness.

The little bun, King Langya and Yu Wenxian, didn't wait for the palace servants to bring the archery target over, they had already sprinted over, hurriedly looking at the archery target.

On the archery target, an arrow hit the red heart, but...

There was only one arrow and one shot mark in the entire archery target, and Yang Guang clearly fired five arrows in a row, one more than four.

"Hahaha!" The little bun, King Langya, was the first to laugh, scratching his little face with his fingers and said, "Shame! I missed the target! Haha I missed the target, only one arrow hit the target!"

Yu Wenxian held back Langya King and dissuaded him: "The prince must be practicing archery for the first time, and I will miss the target for the first time!"

Yang Guang folded his arms and sneered, "Shua!" He made a sword flower with the longbow, pulled it up, and his movements were flowing, he put the longbow on his back again, twitched his lips, and said, "Oh? Yes! What? Look carefully."

King Langya said: "No matter how careful you are, there is only one arrow! Look at the duck!"

Old Mr. Le Xun walked over, checked the target himself, then stroking his beard and laughing loudly, he said, "No way! Your Majesty and Duke Bi don't know anything. The Prince's five arrows all hit the target."

King Langya was confused by him, raised his hand to scratch his little hair, tilted his head and said, "Duck? Kesu... Kesu only has one arrow duck, could it be a nest?"

Yang Jian was very curious, so he also stood up and walked over in person. Mr. Le Xun said, "My lord and everyone, please take a look..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to take out the arrow. The arrow pierced the wood for three points. As soon as it was taken out, there was a crisp sound of "click—" and it shattered. Everyone looked carefully, and it was not five arrows?There were five arrowheads in total, Ding Dang Ding Dang, all fell to the ground, and the shaft of the arrow seemed to be split in the middle, scattered on the ground in a mess.

Le Xun smiled and said, "The prince is a great talent! He is the only one in this world! These five arrows were all shot at the same position, and the back arrow split the shaft of the front arrow, so it looks like a single arrow."

"What a horse?!" King Langya could stuff two big eggs into his shocked mouth, and said, "All...all shot together?"

Let alone a child, even an adult may not be able to do this kind of thing. King Langya was still admiring Yu Wenxian just now, but now he turned his back on the wall like a grass on the wall, staring at Yang Jian's eyes almost burst into stars. With a look of full admiration, he bounced over and said, "Prince! How did you do it! Teach the nest duck! Teach the nest duck!"

The corners of Yang Guang's lips twitched, and he looked at Yang Jian smugly. Yang Jian was a little helpless. Speaking of which, Yang Guang was also an adult, and he actually competed with Yu Wenxian, a serious little bun, Sui Yangdi, a tyrant, It really is childlike innocence.

But to be honest, handsome is really handsome, handsome and handsome.

Yang Jian walked over, praised him without hesitation, and said, "Why is my son so heroic?"

Hearing Yang Jian's praise, Yang Guang raised his chubby chin a little, with a look of "hurry up and continue to praise me", Yang Jian half bent down, and said in the ear of the little bun Yang Guang: "My son! It's so powerful, the words of praise are not enough to describe it, otherwise... father, father, why don't you give it a try?"

When Yang Guang heard, "It's like avoiding snakes and scorpions", all the arrogance and cruelty disappeared. He was so frightened that he even took a few steps back, almost sitting on the ground, subconsciously covering his face with his small fleshy hands, protecting his face. Strictly, for fear of being "frivolous" by Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "My son is shy, it's okay, I owe you first."

Yang Guang: "..."

After the archery, King Langya changed his attitude of being at odds with Yang Guang, and instead became Yang Guang's little fan, chasing after Yang Guang all the time, and he couldn't get rid of him no matter how hard he tried.

In addition to archery, there is also imperial art, which is not as simple as riding a horse, but also needs to learn to drive. After all, chariots are widely used in the cold weapon era.

Le Xun asked the workers to prepare three small ponies, none of which were too big, and the three little buns were still young and needed to be done step by step.

King Langya took care, riding a horse was no problem at all, he turned over and got on the horse quickly. As for Yu Wenxian, he had learned from his master for a while, so it was not difficult, he grabbed the bridle and got on the horse.

Yang Guang was the only one left.Before Yang Guang shot five arrows in a row, all the arrows were shot in succession, it was amazing, but now...

Yang Guang looked up at the "tall" pony, and his eyelids twitched. He looked bitter and bitter, with a stern face and a small mouth, very unhappy.

Yang Jian sat on the sidelines to observe, and immediately understood that Yang Guang was too small, the smallest of the three little buns. Although this little pony was a little pony, it was still a bit tall for Yang Guang. .

Usually, Yang Guang was carried on the horse by Yang Jian, but now it is really difficult to get on the horse by himself...

Yang Guang faced Xiao Ma Ju with a cold face, Xiao Ma Ju snorted and punched Yang Guang with his head, and Yang Guang almost fell to the ground.

A steamed stuffed bun and a little pony looked at each other for a long time, and then Yang Guang breathed out, "Hey duck!" He jumped onto the horse with a sound, but his legs were too short, so he threw himself forward and missed the pedals at all. superior.

"Hey...hey duck..."

"duck……"

"Hey……"

Yang Guang repeatedly tried three times, no matter whether he directly mounted the horse, rushed forward, or simply ran forward, he was not very successful.

Yang Jian couldn't hold it back, his stomach hurt from laughing, but after laughing, Yang Jian stood up, walked in front of Yang Guang, picked up his son, and put him on the horse's back.

Yang Guang, the little bun, grabbed the reins of the horse, straightened the bridle, and said very coldly: "My son can also mount the horse himself."

"Yes, yes," Yang Jian said with a smile, "it's father who meddles in his own business."

Hearing that what he said was not sincere, Yang Guang gave a "tsk" and urged the horse forward.

King Langya and Yu Wenxian had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yang Guang's arrival, Mr. Le Xun began to teach them various essentials of riding a horse, and the rest was to practice on their own.

Yang Guang grabbed the reins and began to ride freely. Yu Wenxian and King Langya also had some experience, and the three little buns rode their horses back and forth in Daohuiyuan for a few laps.

After riding the horse for a while, old Mr. Le Xun prepared to assess the three little buns, and let the three little buns ride the horses to prepare. There will be a competition in a while to see who will ride the horse to the finish line first.

King Langya is eager to try, he likes the competition the most, but Yang Guang is not interested, he has no interest in the little baby's competition.

But when he turned his head and saw that Yang Jian was still there, Yang Guang inexplicably thought of the jujube flower cake, although he ate the jujube flower cake by himself in the end, but...

Yang Guang holds grudges.

Just now the archery has won a big victory, crushing Yu Wenxian in all aspects, Yang Guang's lips twitched, the current imperial technique might as well crush Yu Wenxian, let him lose completely.

Thinking of this, Yang Guang tightened his grip on the reins.

Mr. Le Xun gave an order, and the three little buns urged the horses immediately. At the very beginning, King Langya had an accident, and his little pony refused to go, no matter how much he urged the horses, and turned back. The angry King Langya twisted his little butt and shouted: "Duck duck! You bad horse! Where are you going, duck over there! Duck over there—"

However, Yang Guang and Yu Wenxian went much smoother, and the two foals rushed out immediately, almost neck and neck, and rushed forward quickly.

Yang Guang lowered his body, leaned his small body on the horse's back, raised his lips and smiled, looked at Yu Wenxian, who was keeping pace with him, and said, "Why, is Bi Guogong only capable of this?"

Yu Wenxian was concentrating on riding the horse, when he heard Yang Guang speak suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, and he saw that Yang Guang's pony was running faster and faster, gradually surpassing him.

Yu Wenxian was astonished, and seemed unwilling to admit defeat. The little meaty hand grabbed the rein and urged the horse vigorously, trying to catch up.

The competition was fierce ahead, and King Langya was still competing with the pony, saying: "Ah duck! Reverse, reverse! Duck over there! You stupid horse, I won't give you fodder!"

King Langya's pony almost ran out of Daohuiyuan, the palace people hurriedly stopped him, and then rescued King Langya.

At this moment, when they suddenly heard the sound of "Duck...", everyone's attention was on King Langya. Unexpectedly, something happened behind him. Looking back, the two little buns who were running in front didn't know what was going on. They bumped into each other and fell off the horse in unison.

bang——

Gudong!

When Yang Jian heard the loud noise and the sound of screaming, his heart rose to his throat in fright, and he rushed over immediately, rushed to Yang Guang, and said, "Son?!"

Yang Guang fell off the horse and fell to the ground with a bloody cut on his cheek, dust all over his body, and his painful little face twisted together, almost turning into a wrinkled meat bun.

Not only Yang Guang, but Yu Wenxian also fell to the ground, his face was also disheveled, his skin was scraped by his little fleshy hands, his leg should have been twisted, and he lay on the ground unable to move.

The two foals were running well, but somehow they bumped into each other, and the two little buns were both injured. Seeing that his son was bleeding, Yang Jian picked him up carefully and said, "Hurry up!" , go to the medical officer and ask the medical officer Xu to come over!"

Liu Taozhi responded immediately and said, "Yes, master!"

Liu Taozhi rushed to look for Xu Minqi, Yang Jian hugged Yang Guang and hurried back to the Lu bedroom, and people from Bi Guogong's mansion also came to take Yu Wenxian back to see his injuries, and the afternoon riding and archery class ended in a hurry.

Xu Minqi was dragged by Liu Taozhi and ran all the way, sweating profusely. Zhongguan He Quan was already waiting at the door of the bedroom, and said, "Doctor Xu, please come in!"

Xu Minqi trotted in, and the little bun Yang Guang was lying on the bed in the east room of the road bedroom. This bed should be the emperor's dragon bed. Although Yang Guang also has his own bedroom, he usually lives here and lies here every day. On the bed, everyone has long been familiar with the strangeness, and they don't think it is strange.

Xu Minqi didn't talk nonsense, and immediately gave Yang Guang a diagnosis and treatment. He rubbed his cheek a little, it was a skin trauma, and it was not a serious problem. As long as he paid attention to his diet, there would be no scars. The most important thing was Yang Guang's little feet.

When Yang Guang fell off the horse, he twisted his ankle, his little boots could hardly come off, and one little foot was swollen like a pig's trotter.

Yang Guang endured the pain and didn't say a word. After all, he is a man who has seen the world. He has been fighting enemies since he was 13 years old. He personally participated in the war of reunification between the North and the South. He has never suffered any kind of injury. These are really nothing.

Yang Guang had a straight face, and Yang Jian was more worried than him. Seeing his son's "little trotters", he said anxiously: "Mr.

Yang Jian obviously became a "talker", Xu Minqi didn't know how to answer, and he stuttered a bit, no, not at all...

"Huihuihui...report to everyone—the master! Madam...prince...no problem!"

Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the last two words, and Xu Minqi said again: "No, no, no, no bone-broken! A tendon injury...needs a good rest...to recuperate!"

Xu Minqi immediately prescribed a prescription for Yang Guang, the most important thing is to rest and recuperate, and also to apply medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, it is best to use decoction, the recovery will be faster.

After Yang Jian waited for Xu Minqi to leave, he said, "Son, does it hurt?"

Yang Guang shook his head like an adult and said, "It's okay."

Yang Jian repeatedly checked Yang Guang's pig's trotters several times to make sure that it was all right and there was no fracture, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "My dear son, don't use force on your legs these days. It's okay, father and father can hug you." .”

Yang Guang: "..."

Yang Guang wanted to decline politely. After all, although he looked like a child, he was not young at all in his heart. He was always hugged and hugged. What did he look like?

But Yang Guang thought about it carefully, that's all, now is a special period, and he is about to be canonized as a prince. Since his father likes to hug him, he will follow his wishes for the time being, and wait until he is canonized as a prince.

Yang Guang nodded obediently, and Xiao Roubao's cheeks swayed.

Yang Guang was injured, but he was very well-behaved. Yang Jian felt sorry for him and said, "Tomorrow, father and father will make you pig's trotter soup, and the little pig's trotter will heal sooner."

Yang Guang's eyelids twitched, but thinking of Yang Jian's soup with soybeans, pears, and pig's trotters before, he felt a little greedy. After eating too many vegetarian dishes at noon, Yang Guang felt that his face would turn green now. Urgently need meat supplements.

Yang Jian stood up, Yang Guang thought he was going to stew pig's trotters now, and said, "Father, don't go now, my son is not hungry yet."

But Yang Jian said: "Father is not going to the dining room, but is going to see Duke Bi."

Yu Wenxian?

I heard Yang Jian continue to say: "You and Bi Guogong both fell off the horse, and I don't know what happened to Bi Gong's face. I will go and see the situation."

Yang Jian is going to visit that little kid Bi Guogong?

Alarm bells rang in Yang Guang's heart, Bi Guogong looked gentle and cute, he looked handsome and harmless, especially when he cried, it was really pitiful, anyone who saw it would feel distressed.

Yang Jian always liked little babies, and he wanted to bring jujube flower cakes to Bi Guogong to eat, and now he was going to visit Bi Guogong again, Yang Guang's heart beat wildly. Bi Guogong came back to be his son...

Thinking of this, Yang Guang let out an exaggerated exclamation, "Ah duck—" and lay down on the dragon bed, wishing he could roll on the dragon bed. His movements were exaggerated, and he hugged his little pig's trotters, humming and chirping: " It hurts...why did it suddenly hurt?"

When Yang Jian heard his son crying out for pain, he immediately sat down again, on the bed teeth, and said, "Son, what's wrong?"

Yang Guang pretended to be pitiful, but he was very good at it, he just didn't want to let go of his face on weekdays, now it's time to have it, why not face it?Is it important to have the position of prince?Is it important to have the position of emperor?

Yang Guang was pitiful, wrinkled his face covered with meat, and grabbed Yang Jian's sleeve with his hands, pursed his mouth, and said with a choked voice, "Father, my leg hurts!"

Yang Jian felt sorry for his son, so he checked it quickly. Of course, nothing was found. Yang Jian also found out that Yang Guang was pretending to be sick, which was too obvious.

Yang Guang lay on the bed, grabbed Yang Jian's cuff, and couldn't get up moaning, as if Yang Jian went to visit Bi Guogong Yu Wenxian with his front feet, and the little bun Yang Guang could die of pain on his back feet.

Yang Jian said helplessly: "My dear son, Duke Bi is the Duke after all, and father and father are worthy of taking the throne. You should visit him at least."

Yang Guang was even more moaning, the little meat bun kept rolling on the bed, and moaned without illness: "Ah duck, it hurts...it hurts...don't father want a son?"

Yang Jian; "..."

Seeing that Yang Guang was still shaking, Yang Jian immediately covered his stomach, and said, "Wo... Wo's belly hurts too, it must... must be because I didn't eat well for lunch, ah, it hurts so much, it hurts to death, Wo !"

Yang Jianming knew that Yang Guang was pretending to be leeks, but he had no choice but to eat this way. Yang Jian said helplessly, "Is it because I ate too much leeks at noon that I feel uncomfortable now?"

It really made Yang Jian guess right, Yang Guang was indeed feeling a little uncomfortable, his stomach was very bloated, it must be all leeks, such fresh leeks in Chengpan, Yang Guang hardly eats vegetables on weekdays, and he ate all the leeks for lunch Yes, don't you want to feel uncomfortable?

Yang Jian said: "Okay, father and father will not go."

As soon as Yang Guang's eyes lit up, he heard Yang Jian say again: "But I'm going to call Dr. Xu and give you some decoctions for digestion."

Elimination, digestion?

Why is digestion again?

Yang Jian said: "Last time you ate too much and got sick. Maybe you don't remember?"

Yang Guang's eyelids twitched wildly, how could he not remember, last time it was because he didn't want Langya Wang Xiaobao