major general

The former emperor was a martial artist, and the palace held a Cuju competition every year.The little princes led their own companions, and even the eunuchs could make up for those who were short in number.

Children are only thirteen or fourteen, although there are differences between men and women, they are not emphasized, and even women can change into riding clothes.

The current emperor, Chongwen, was not good enough to change the customs in the palace within a few years, and the Cuju competition was held according to the rules.

Wen Le got up early in the morning. Today, half of the team will be eliminated in a two-two duel. He doesn't want to be the first batch of unlucky ghosts to be wiped out.

Entering the courtyard, Wen Le saw an old man in eunuch uniform waiting at the door.

The old eunuch who served Zhou Chong was surnamed Yan, but not many people knew his real name, and he was also called Uncle Yan in private.

"Uncle Yan, Your Highness is still awake?"

Yan Bo hesitated and said, "Young General Wen, why don't you go in and have a look?"

Bun Le was taken aback for a moment, and pushed the door open without knowing what to do.

On weekdays, Zhou Chong was seldom lazy. Others were accompanying students and waiting for the master to clean up. They were just the opposite.Often, Zhou Chong had already cleaned up before Wen Le got up, dressed and washed in a daze.

The room is not as bright as usual, and there is not a single eunuch.

Wen Le saw a person lying on the couch, covered tightly by the quilt, only a strand of hair could be seen falling out of the quilt.

"Your Highness?"

Zhou Chong remained silent, and after a while he said: "I don't want to participate in the Cuju competition, you can go by yourself."

He has always been cowardly and rarely shows such determination.

Wen Le didn't know what he was thinking about, so he just took off his shoes, turned over and lay on the side of the bed, playing bamboo and rattan cuju in his hand, and didn't speak.

Zhou Chong didn't wait for him to answer, he lifted the quilt, just saw Wen Le playing with Cuju, his heart got angry, he kicked him, and said, "I'll let you go by yourself!"

He doesn't claim to be king, Wen Le knows his temper, so when kicked, he turns over vigorously and continues to play his bamboo and rattan cuju.

Zhou Chong talked and said, kicked and kicked, not sure what this man was thinking, so he turned over and sat up, and said, "Why don't you talk!"

Wen Le patted the ashes on his waist, and said, "Your Highness didn't tell me."

Zhou Chong was stunned, and most of his anger disappeared. He pulled up the quilt and turned his back to Wen Le.

The two of them were silent on the same bed. After a while, Zhou Chong spoke up and said, "I miss my mother."

His mother is not the queen of the current emperor.

It was an unknown little concubine of the former emperor of Chongwu. If Zhou Chong hadn't been born, she would have been buried in the coffin of the former emperor who had passed away.

After giving birth to Zhou Chong, the woman died, and it was said that it was a dystocia.But whether it is true or not, Zhou Chong has been a man with his tail between his legs for so many years, and he no longer pursues it.

First, he has no capital, and second, he dare not.

It's such a festive day, everyone outside is happy, just waiting for this Cuju competition to add some popularity to the palace.

There is actually another place that is as quiet as a dead emperor, with no movement at all.

Wen Le looked at Zhou Chong's back, not knowing what to say, so he patted him on the back wordlessly.

Yan Bo was dressed in eunuch uniform and had been bowing his waist all year round as a servant, but his waist could no longer straighten up.Even standing up straight, the back has a curved arc.

He held the mahogany box in his hand, which contained greasy chestnut cakes.There is a new cook in the palace, who is best at making desserts, and everything is sweet in his hands.

Originally, I called someone to bring it early in the morning, but the good-tempered Zhou Chong also made a mistake, and the grains have not been taken in since the morning.

Yan Bo looked at the sun and thought that if he didn't come out again, he would not be able to catch up with the Cuju competition.While worrying in my heart, the door was pushed open.

Zhou Chong's eyes were red, but his spirit was much better than usual.Wen Le, who was following behind, was patting the ashes on his waist, and when he saw the box in Yan Bo's hand, he moved closer to it, sniffed it with a smile, and said, "Is it chestnut cake?"

Looking at his appearance, Yan Bo knew what he was thinking about, so he handed over the box and said, "There is nothing in the dining room at the moment, so someone brought some desserts to pad my stomach."

The two took the dessert, and each went to the school field with a piece in his mouth.

General Zhen Guo was afraid of his own military power and did not make good friends with the ministers.But Wen Le is a master who likes to make friends. When he was young, there were a lot of children outside the border, and he led them to play like a child king.

The child of the military general in the palace knows him more or less. He played in the streets and alleys together before entering the palace to study with him. Now he enters the palace to study with him, and the relationship is still there. He sees people from a long distance and greets him. .

Bunle smiled and waved, watching one fat and one thin approaching.

Fatty is the son of Minister of the Household Department, named Sun Yu'er.The thin one is Zhang Lie, the grandson of the current prime minister, but he is not very liked by the prime minister because his father is the prime minister's bastard and he is his father's bastard.

Sun Yu'er was chubby, with flesh all over her face, and she was dressed very gorgeously, as if she was afraid that others would not know that he was the baby bump in the family.

He and Zhang Lie are neighbors. The adults wear various masks, but the children don't care about these.

When Wen Le just returned to Jinlin, he bumped into Sun Yu'er at the corner.As a chubby guy, I never imagined that I would be knocked down one day, so I got up and patted my butt and pointed at Wenle's nose and cursed.

Not many people in Jinlin knew about Wen Le, but outside the Great Wall he was a fur kid who dared to follow his brother to the grasslands to fight wolves. He heard that he kicked him in the stomach, and after being kicked on his back, he pointed to his face and said : "If you want revenge, look for this face."

Later, after the little boy fought and killed a few times, he went to play together.When I went fishing for shrimps and picking apricots in the gardens in the suburbs, I never had time to relax.

It was only this time that Wen Le entered the palace to accompany them, and their iron triangle was missing a piece.

"Wen Le! I saw you. Every time I go back to the General's Mansion, I can't find you. I see Si Zhu several times." Sun Yu'er just came here, and she didn't greet Zhou Chong, so she dragged Wen Le and talked non-stop.

Zhang Lie on the side didn't like to talk, but he knew people. He pulled Sun Yu'er's hand holding Wen Le for the first time. Seeing that he still wanted to say more, he quickly bowed his hands and saluted to interrupt Sun Yu'er's words, saying, "I have met Your Highness."

Only then did Sun Yu'er realize that something was wrong, so she called someone.

Fortunately, Zhou Chong is not a person who cares about these things. He waved his hand and asked without acting like a prince, "Are you guys going to compete today?"

Sun Yu'er shook her head, but Zhang Lie on the side nodded and said, "Be on the same team as the Third Prince."

The third prince is the favorite to seize the heir, and he made great efforts to suppress the bandits before, just to please Emperor Wen.After returning to the palace, he said he would not participate, but at the end of the day, he had to compete for fear of falling behind.Zhang Lie will have to participate in Qiu Wei in a few years. Without the honor of being introduced by the prime minister to study with the palace, he can only grasp it by himself and seize every opportunity to get ahead.

Wen Le glanced at him and said, "Compared with the sixth princess today, we probably won't be able to match."

Sun Yu'er answered with a smile: "I'll cheer you up from the stage!"

Zhang Lie slapped him with his hands, and Sun Yuer quickly changed her smile again, and said respectfully to Zhou Chong: "I also hope that Your Highness can win the crown."

When the people left, Zhou Chongcai put away his unsmiling expression, turned his head and said, "Your friend is really funny."

Wen Le lowered his voice and said: "This is also in the palace. When you leave the palace and have your own mansion, the three of us will come to your house every day to catch shrimps and fish."

Zhou Chong glared at him, coughed lightly and turned around.

Looking at the high palace wall, the brick-red wall is covered with moss.

Zhou Chong couldn't help but see a trace of longing in his eyes.

When he leaves the palace in time, freedom will be within reach.

Fu Xiaoyu was from the fourth rank and was also a celebrity in front of the emperor, sitting in a group of ministers who were out of place.It stands to reason that he also needs to go to the court, but he always maintains the attitude of not being able to fight against me, as long as you don't impeach me, I will be the cutest little boy in your court who will not cause trouble for you.

The ministers around looked at the team in the school field and chatted around. It had already been three games, and they began to get tired of even the most exciting games, let alone the current emperor who adored literature and abandoned martial arts, even yawned several times.

The empress had annoyed the emperor some time ago, and she wanted to win back his heart. She looked at the sun and said, "Your Majesty, my concubine recently found a jadeite porcelain vase, and the patterns carved on it are very rare. Why don't you go to the palace with your concubines to rest for a while to admire the porcelain vases, how about coming back after the competition?"

It's rare that the flattery was in the right place. The emperor may not be very interested in the porcelain vase, but he was already exhausted from the sun. Hearing this, he asked someone to watch him, and the husband and wife went back to their palace to rest. .

As soon as the emperor left, the school grounds became even more lively.

The ministers were drinking and chatting, while the princes and daughters below led their companions and maids to charge forward. It was a fierce scene, and they wanted to kick Cuju in the face in the next second.

The only person on the stage who was still watching seriously was Fu Xiaoyu.

His eyes were also wandering, staring at Wen Le, General Wen Shao, who was wearing a purple cavalry in the school yard.

Wen Le is at home, dresses are arranged by Sizhu, clothes, shoes, socks and accessories are divided in the house, and occasionally the income from his mother's house is also arranged by Sizhu, seldom has his own preferences.

When he came to the palace, there was no one to serve him, so he completely let himself go.Occasionally I wear bunts, and occasionally I wear literati gowns. In short, I can wear whatever I feel like.

Today, he deliberately picked out the riding clothes his brother brought back from Saibei. He was not in Saibei, and the clothes maker made them a little bigger than before, but it was still a little shorter.

The fabric is silk from Saibei, with the emblem of General Zhen Guo embroidered on it, and a sharp sword surrounded by auspicious clouds.The old general used to be a showy person. He drew his general emblem and wished he could paste it everywhere. If it was a draw, it would be fine.

Fu Xiaoyu had also seen the general emblem, and felt that the evil spirit was too heavy.But today it turned into an embroidery pattern and put it on Wenle's body, no matter how he looked at it, he found it pleasing to the eye.

It's just that the crimson purple color is too eye-catching. From a distance, it looks like a big purple eggplant that can run.

Fu Xiaoyu thought of a big purple eggplant running on the field, so she couldn't help picking up her teacup and taking a sip, covering the corners of her mouth that were already raised.

On weekdays, Bunyue is good at dancing with guns, and I dare not let anyone despise her. Today is the same, as soon as she comes on stage, she looks like a little crazy leopard, running here and there.

I always felt that there was a line of sight staring at my back. When I took a break after hitting the hole, I raised my eyes and saw Fu Xiaoyu sitting on the stool, drinking tea with the old man slowly.

Fu Xiaoyu probably didn't expect him to react so quickly, raised her eyebrows and waved to him with tea.

Wen Le glared at him, and quickly ran after the princess.

When the game was over, Bunraku naturally won.

Zhou Chong was sweating all over. He braced his knees for a long time before straightening up. He clapped Wen Le's hands and said, "Your legs are sharp enough."

Wen Le panted heavily, wiped off his sweat and said, "You don't give in too much."

While the two were talking, the third prince who lost to his opponent on the field became impatient, snorted coldly, and said, "This is not right, my younger sister. My sister is the princess. I will compete with you. The number of people is the same, but they are all female relatives. Win It's not a fight to win. According to me, it's only fair to let the opponent four or five goals."

Zhou Chong was the posthumous son of the former emperor. Although this matter is not allowed to be discussed, everyone who should know knows it.The princes were fighting each other openly and secretly, but they never took this younger brother seriously.

Although it is the Detachment of Women, it was also trained under the hands of the fifth emperor's daughter. The fifth emperor's daughter's uncle is Wang Xiaowei, who is in charge of the forbidden army. He has been exposed to these boxing skills since he was a child.

Zhou Chong's popularity is not good, the team is not complete, and there is a young eunuch, and this victory depends on Wen Le's desperate running all over the field.

It was hard to win, and just a few fluffy words handed over the victory to others?