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The two came out of the jungle, but the expected cheers were absent.The paddock was quiet, and some tents had even been removed. Zhou Chong took a closer look and found that the leader was the emperor's tent.

What's going on here?

Yan Bo came out from the crowd and saw the black bear carried by Zhou Chong and Wen Le. He was so frightened that his heart stopped, and he didn't say what he was about to say. He pulled Zhou Chong to look around and asked, "Your Highness, my Highness , there are so many pheasants and hares outside, why bother to provoke such a clumsy thing!"

Knowing that Yan Bo was doing it for his own good, Zhou Chong smiled and turned around to show him, saying, "It's all the blood of a black bear, not mine."

Bunle frowned, the atmosphere around here was not right.He was more sensitive than Zhou Chong in some respects, he didn't want him to be too prominent in the paddock, so he interrupted the conversation between master and servant, and returned to the tent.

Zhou Chong took off his thick outer armor, sat on the couch, and asked, "Uncle Yan, why are there so few people today? The emperor also left?"

Uncle Yan didn't know what to say, he got out of the tent and called the guard to guard the door, then he came in and said, "Ancestor, you don't know what happened today."

Zhou Chong wiped his face with a handkerchief indifferently, and said, "What's wrong?"

Yan Bo lowered his voice and said: "The third prince wants to assassinate!"

Wen Le and Zhou Chong gasped, looked at each other, and asked, "What?"

"Today, the princes and the courtiers all went to the paddock, and you disappeared in the blink of an eye. The emperor was in a good mood, and asked the civil servants to sit outside the paddock to drink and chat. I don't know what happened later, suddenly an arrow feather flew from the forest farm. Come out and face the emperor straight! If the eunuch Jiang Yu hadn't practiced martial arts, I'm afraid... In short, when the imperial guards entered the forest farm, they caught three dead men. Yes, as soon as he saw someone being caught, he took poison and committed suicide immediately, without even having a chance to be interrogated." Yan Bo said, as if he still remembered the emperor's livid face, and shivered in the warm tent.

Zhou Chong's expression was not very good, and he asked, "Then how can you be sure that it was the third prince who committed the assassination?"

Yan Bo sighed, and said: "You don't know that the third prince's uncle is from Nanfang Workshop. Nanfang Workshop has a long history and specializes in research and development of weapons and armor. The third prince has his own uncle who provides new types of arrow feathers and makes a lot of noise. No one does not know The arrow feathers he uses are different from others. The arrows have three barbed horns, and there are grooves on them. Even if the arrow feathers are pulled out, the arrows will bleed! Today, the third prince still wants to quibble, The emperor asked someone to bring the arrows from the Nan Workshop to compare, and even the slightest difference is exactly the same! Even if it is a fake, it shouldn't be so similar!"

Zhou Chong sighed, he and the third prince were considered rivals, and now he thought of what happened to the third prince, but he also felt embarrassing.

Bunle frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.That arrow, only the third prince has it?

Just thinking about it, the guard outside interrupted the conversation of the three of them and said, "Your Highness Ninth Prince, Lord Jijiu came to ask if General Wen Shao is here."

Wen Le's normal face turned red for some reason, and he coughed lightly and said, "But, maybe I have something to do with you."

With that said, he opened the door and went out.

Zhou Chong pretended to watch him go out calmly, and when he left, he pulled Yan Bo to smile and said, "My brother may have seen the red luan star, but you didn't see it. When he entered the paddock, his eyeballs would be all over the place." Let's go around with others offering wine."

Yan Bo looked at Wen Le for so long, and he also knew what kind of sincere and lively young gentleman the other party was, and said with a smile: "Master Jijiu is very popular in Jinlin, and many young ladies and girls are clamoring for him, let alone ..."

Yan Bo was an expert in gossip, and he lowered his voice again and said to Zhou Chong: "There is also Yin Shangshu's precious young son, who secretly winks at Lord Jijiu."

Zhou Chong listened to the gossip outside the palace for the first time, his eyes widened, and he said, "You mean the Minister of Rites, Shangshu Yin? His son?"

"That's right, I heard..."

The voice of gossip became smaller and smaller, and the guards at the door kept their eyes on the people coming and going outside.

The emperor, who had already returned to the palace, walked with Jiang Yu in the imperial garden. It was very comfortable at the end of autumn, and the wind was blowing very comfortably.

He was almost assassinated today, and the emperor was also beating drums in his heart, a little scared.But after thinking about it, it turned out to be extreme anger.

Jiang Yu accompanied him around and around, and finally the emperor stopped and asked, "Where is Zhou Chong today?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, Zhou Chong and Wen Le are deep in the jungle."

"How far is it from the dead man's place?"

Jiang Yu knew what he meant, and said, "The two of them were hunting bears in the depths of the paddock, and we only brought the bear out shortly after we left. The adults in charge of the prey said that this bear is wild, and it is not easy to take it down. So After all, they don't have extra time."

The emperor snorted coldly, squeezed his fan, and said, "San'er... But I really didn't expect him to be the first one to do it."

"Your Majesty, rest your anger."

Jiang Yu quickly knelt down, waiting for the emperor to get angry.

The emperor closed his eyes for a while, and said: "The third prince's mother and concubine were relegated to the cold palace, and the third prince was sent to the clan's mansion. As for the South Workshop... the people there can't be broken, and lighter weapons are faster and more accurate. Ruthless arrow feathers, I will not punish them, I want them to keep their heads tied to their belts and continue to work for me."

Jiang Yu kowtowed and wrote down the emperor's oral instructions.

The imperial garden has always been in charge of special personnel, winter jasmine in spring, lotus in summer, daisy in autumn, wintersweet in winter.It is the season when autumn chrysanthemums bloom, but few people appreciate the flowers.

The emperor walked for a while, holding a basket, slowly cutting Qiuju, and suddenly asked: "Then Wen..."

Jiang Yu took the Qiu Ju handed over by the other party, and returned: "Wen Le, Your Majesty."

"Wen Le. 'Le'... This General Zhen Guo doesn't expect much from his little grandson, as long as he grows up happily."

"Yes."

"He must be fifteen this year?"

"Yes, I heard it was my birthday years ago, so it's already fifteen."

Playing with scissors, the emperor cut off the most beautiful chrysanthemum and said, "My Ping Geer is fourteen."

Jiang Yu bowed her waist and replied softly: "Princess Pingge is fourteen this year, and she will be born in December."

"You said they can match?"

Jiang Yu was startled, and thoughtfully replied, "Princess has a docile temperament and a beautiful appearance, which should be worthy of all men in the world."

The emperor laughed loudly and said, "Jiang Yu, you have such a mouth."

Jiang Yu bowed his head and followed the emperor to leave.The autumn chrysanthemums in the garden were cut into pits and dimples, but Jiang Yu was terribly chilled.

The Zhen Guo Mansion devoted all its efforts to the Southern Dynasty, and even the grandson was sent to Jinlin, in order to make the new emperor feel at ease.

But the new emperor is still scruples about the opponent's achievements.

Marrying a princess is an honor, but that is for ordinary people.In the future, all the sons and daughters of the official family will go to the battlefield in the autumn chamber, and the son-in-law is a position in itself, so why come to the battlefield in the autumn chamber?

That's a lifelong duty, to be a woman's servant.

The emperor wanted Zhenguo Mansion to lose a son, and Zhou Chong wanted to lose half of his wings.

Kill two birds with one stone.

After returning to her tent, Wen Le took off her white jade armor, feeling much lighter all over her body.He poured two cups of tea, and sat on the side with Fu Xiaoyu. Not long after they sat down, the other party raised his hand.

Bunle remembered that there were tweed cuffs, and hurriedly stopped.

Fu Xiaoyu was caught off guard and failed to hold the opponent's wrist.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became awkward.

Wen Le refused to look at him, carefully unbuttoned his cuff buttons, took out the small handkerchief inside and gave it to him, saying, "Look."

Fu Xiaoyu was still frowning, took a look at the handkerchief, and asked, "What is this?"

Wen Le blinked and said, "Lotus petal orchid."

Fu Xiaoyu pursed her lips, the one in her hand was not a lotus petal orchid, maybe it was just an unknown species of orchid, the leaves were similar to the lotus petal orchid.He turned his head to look at Bunle and asked, "Did you find it in the paddock?"

Bunle nodded obediently.

Fu Xiaoyu asked again: "You beat a big black bear, and you didn't forget to find that lotus petal orchid for me?"

Just as Wen Le was about to nod, he came to his senses and corrected the twisted meaning in his words: "I didn't find it for you deliberately, or, when I was carrying a bear, I glanced at it like this, saw it, and... ..”

Fu Xiaoyu folded the handkerchief carefully, for fear of breaking the root of the flower.

It's ok.

Even if it's not the lotus petal orchid.

For your heart, even if I plant it for ten or eight years, I have to plant it as a lotus petal orchid.

Fu Xiaoyu thought about it, took out the handkerchief and handed it to Ma Cheng, saying, "Take care of it well."

Ma Cheng looked at the ordinary orchid in the handkerchief, and looked back at Fu Xiaoyu without a word.

Master, these things are everywhere in our garden, and there are not as many stones as them.

Fu Xiaoyu's eyes froze, and Ma Cheng immediately took the handkerchief and left respectfully.

What kind of lotus petal orchid is not lotus petal orchid, what the young mistress gave, even stones have to grow flowers for it!

Wen Le poked his head to watch Ma Cheng leave, and was happy that Fu Xiaoyu took his little thoughts so seriously. When he saw him turn around, he retracted his eyes and concentrated on drinking the tea in front of him.

The refreshments are tartary buckwheat cakes, which Wen Le never liked since he was a child, because he thinks it is bitter and astringent.Every time Zu Jun missed the old lady outside the Great Wall, he made this food that he said was the old lady's favorite food, and forced the whole family to eat it, saying that he wanted to remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness. Wenle was the one who ate it most painfully.

Perhaps it was because he was in a good mood, and the enemy of the third prince was missing.Wen Le twitched a piece of the taste, and felt that the tartary buckwheat cake was not as bad as imagined.

There were only the two of them in the tent, at some point, Wen Le had no resistance to Fu Xiaoyu's presence, and seemed to feel that Fu Xiaoyu was extraordinarily comfortable with him.

Fu Xiaoyu soaked the handkerchief, sat on the small footstool in front of Wen Le, and said, "Don't move, your face is covered with blood."

When Wen Le came back, he still didn't know what he looked like. He blinked when he heard this. He just chatted with the other party so ugly for so long?

Wen Le stood under the tree, and Zhou Chong would inevitably lose his blood when he killed the bear.It's a pity that both of them were extremely excited at the time, and the smell of blood made them even more excited.

Fu Xiaoyu wiped Wenle's face with a wet handkerchief.

The handsome and beautiful young man, young and clean, is dressed in white clothes soaked in the blood of wild bears.There were still bloodstains on Junxiu's face, like a calm lake that had suddenly turned into a rough sea, it was very beautiful in contrast.

Wen Le was wiped drowsy, but fortunately he closed his eyes, and took Fu Xiaoyu, whom no one dared to arrange, as a servant.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at his face, felt palpitations for a moment, and lowered her body.

As soon as he got close, Bunraku supported his chest.

The person who was clearly about to fall asleep opened his eyes now and looked at him warily.

Eat my tofu and let me hold on to it!

The author says:

Ma Cheng: Once you have planted it, if you lose a leaf, you will be gone.

Fu's gardener:?Such an ordinary orchid needs such a big posture

Ma Cheng: If the master can, plant it into a lotus petal orchid.

Gardener of the Fu family: You also ask Master Gao Ming to quit.

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