Yunyue past events

The bison was lying at the entrance of the hunting ground, with three arrows stuck in its back, motionless, dead.The samurai stepped on the bison, stretched out his hand and pulled out the arrows stuck in the back of the buffalo one by one.

The warrior climbed up the stone steps of the viewing platform with arrows and came to the king. He bent his knees and raised his arms, and presented the three arrows to the king.

The monarch glanced at the dead cow on the ground, and then at the bloody arrowhead. He looked up and found Zhaoling on the high ground. Zhaoling was leading the pharmacist to treat the injured slave.

The warrior holding the arrow respectfully said: "I tell the king, the three arrows shot by Mr. Ling all hit the mad cow's vitals!"

The monarch put his hands behind his back, his eyes still fell on the figure of his youngest son on the high ground, and he pondered: "I have learned archery, but my temperament is mild and irritable, and I still need to practice."

Just now, on the viewing platform, the monarch watched the fight between the slave and the bison. He never ordered the guards around him to shoot the bison, because in his opinion it was unnecessary.There will always be unexpected situations in hunting every year, and it is just a trivial matter for the bison to go crazy.

Zhao Ling, who was also standing on the viewing platform, was extremely nervous. He couldn't bear to see the death of the slave who was fighting with the bison, and even shot and killed the bison.

The bison that died at the entrance of the hunting ground was quickly carried away, and the driven prey were entering the hunting ground one after another. The prince galloped from the hillside in a military chariot, and several military chariots followed behind him.There are three or four young men carrying spears, bows and arrows on the military chariots.

Zhaorui was standing in one of the military chariots. He didn't only wear a light hunting jacket like the prince, but was very tightly dressed. The heavy armor and big helmet made him look like a sphere from a distance.

The military chariot team circled around the hunting ground and came to the viewing platform to pay tribute to the monarch. This is a ceremony before entering the hunting ground. Cheers.

On the viewing platform, the guards are helping the ruler of Rong Kingdom to put on the armor. Cheng Guangwa's armor is bright, and each piece of armor is run through with gold threads, giving off a golden light.

Rong Guojun's figure has been deformed in the past two years, but fortunately he can still wear the armor, and he looks quite majestic.

After adjusting the collar and wristbands by himself, the monarch turned to his younger son and said, "Ah Ling, you stay on top."

Before setting off, Mrs. Xu Ji specifically told Zhao Ling not to enter the hunting ground.If Zhao Ling was injured in the hunting ground, Mrs. Xu Ji would have to talk about the monarch when he went back.

Zhaoling replied: "Yes, Father."

After rescuing the Yueren slave wearing a snake-shaped necklace and confirming that his life was not in danger, Zhaoling returned to his father's side.

At this time, Zhao Ling's mind was wandering elsewhere, and his expression was still a little dazed. The bloody smell on the Yueren slave seemed to still permeate the air.

Zhao Ling watched his father step down from the viewing platform and enter the hunting ground. He sat still and showed no eagerness to join the hunting activities.

At this time, there were not many people left on the viewing platform, and one of them was the king's favorite minister Shen Shaozai. Shen Shaozai's daughter Shen Ji was favored by the king recently, and he also became a celebrity in front of the king.

Shen Shaozai turned to Zhaoling's side, with a flattering smile on his face: "Mr. Ling, if you feel bored, you can go down quietly and watch from the outside of the hunting ground. I just pretend I didn't see it."

These are words of flattery, but in fact they harbor evil intentions.

Shen Shaozai thinks that Zhaoling must be eager to try. The noble boy is always excited when he sees the hunting scene, eager to participate.

"What's the difference between watching from above and watching from below." Zhao Ling stroked the red bow in his hand with an indifferent expression.

Shen Shaozai made fun of himself and didn't say anything more.

The hunting activity in the hunting ground lasted for half a day, and the scene was very thrilling, which made the blood of those who came to the scene tense, and they all felt nervous and excited.As a bystander, Zhao Ling followed his father and brother with his eyes. He was no longer interested in hunting, and was only worried that they would be injured during the hunt.

It is true that there are accidents every year in hunting, such as being flying by a big deer, being bumped by a wild boar, falling from a speeding military chariot and so on.

The history of hunting is probably very old. The earliest hunting was definitely for food, and it became a noble entertainment later.

Even if the wild beasts in the hunting ground have sharp fangs, sharp claws, and strong horns, they will be weak in the mountains and forests, and they will become weak when facing hunters who drive military chariots and wear armor and hold sharp weapons.

As the sky gradually darkened, torches were lit in the hunting ground, and the carcasses of the prey were loaded into military vehicles one after another and transported to a camp not far from the hunting ground.

Inside the camp, several cooks were chopping firewood to light the stove, boil water and other ingredients.

When the prince came out of the hunting ground, he took off his crown and coat stained with animal blood, and threw all the things on his body that were in the way to the guards around him.The prince looked ahead and saw Zhao Ling waiting on the slope, and waved his hand at him.

The two brothers walked together, and the crown prince put Zhaoling's shoulders on his shoulders and said, "I heard from my father that you stood on the viewing platform, shot and killed a mad buffalo, and saved a slave?"

The slaves and the wild boars had mutual bets, and when Zhaoling shot and killed the wild boars to save the slaves, the prince happened to be in the forest, busy commanding the crowd to drive the prey to the hunting grounds.

"There is such a thing. Brother, I appreciate that slave!"

Zhaoling eloquently described to the prince: "The buffalo suddenly went berserk. It was intended to hurt the slave's companion. The slave risked his life to save his companion, and even jumped on the bison's back to fight the running wild bull. I Watching from a distance from the viewing platform, I also feel thrilling and terrifying. Brother, this is the first time I have seen such a heroic person!"

To the crown prince, it sounds normal. He has participated in wars, and he has seen many brave and powerful people. He said with a smile, "So, Ah Ling has a crush on him?"

I just said the night before that I wanted a Yue servant, and now I have a partner.

Zhao Ling replied: "Well, I want him!"

The two brothers walked and chatted, but they didn't go far when they heard Zhaorui calling them from behind. As a fat man, Zhaorui was running to catch up.

The prince and Zhaoling stopped, waiting for Zhaorui to catch up.

Panting to catch up, Zhaorui raised an arm and said to Zhaoling, "I was scared to death, look, eighth brother, I was almost stabbed by a spear in my arm, and I don't know who has no eyes, take the spear Random poking."

There was a long mark on the wristband, as if it had been scratched by something sharp.There are often chaotic scenes in the hunting ground, and it is quite normal to be accidentally injured.

"The buffalo we hunted was so big, two cars and six people worked together to deal with it, and it was finally brought down! I want to eat roast beef and drink pepper wine tonight!"

Zhaorui's voice gradually faded away, and the figures of the three disappeared on the forest road leading to the camp.

After the hunt, the camp kitchen was in full swing, and the cook carefully prepared an extremely sumptuous dinner for the king and his sons.

Stewed meat in a large cauldron, barbecue in a large furnace, bear paws steamed in a copper pot, mutton soup stewed in a copper kettle...

The daily diet of the nobles is mainly meat. The so-called meat eaters are also because of this, they are often tall and strong.

After sitting with his father and brother and enjoying a delicious dinner, Zhao Ling did not stay in his father's tent, but went out to find a pharmacist.Ask the pharmacist to go to the hunting ground, to the big thatched cottage where the slave temporarily lives, and visit the injured Yue slave.

Zhaoling told the pharmacist: "Go and see him and change his medicine. Come see me immediately when you come back and tell me how he is."

Although the pharmacist felt that what he was asked to do was absurd, he still replied: "Yes, young master."

As the king's pharmacist, he is required to treat slaves. This kind of request is only met twice in a pharmacist's life.

After some instructions, Zhao Ling was still worried, when a cook walked by him, the cook had just cleaned up the food on the table, holding a copper gui in his hand.

Zhaoling stopped the man and ordered: "You go to the hunting ground with the pharmacist, and bring the broth from the copper gui, and a big bowl of barley rice."

The cook was stunned and nodded blankly.

The pharmacist went back to the residence to get the medicine box, and the cook filled the food box with a large bowl of broth and a large bowl of wheat rice, and the two walked together to the hunting ground, where the big thatched cottage where the slaves temporarily lived was.

Today, the slaves ate dinner late, and after the princes and nobles left the hunting ground, they left behind a lot of blood. Most of the slaves stayed in the hunting ground for cleaning.

At this time, it was already dark, and a small group of slaves set up two large pottery pots outside the hunting ground to cook, and what they cooked was wild vegetable and fish soup.

Fan Yu was carrying a bowl of wild vegetable and fish soup, fearing that it would be spilled on the road, so she cautiously came to the big thatched hut and walked to Yue Qian's side.

Yue Qian had already woken up, sitting with his back against the wall, seeing Fan Yu bring a bowl of soup, he reached out to take it, bowed his head and drank it.

Sitting on the sidelines watching Yueqian drink the fish soup, Fan Yu said to himself: "When we get back to the residence on the north bank, I will set up a bamboo cage and catch some snakes and rats for you to nourish."

Looking at Yue Qian's bandaged forehead and arms, as well as the countless small wounds on his hands and faces, Fan Yu was very grateful.When the buffalo attacked Fan Yu, Yue Qian had a chance to escape, but instead of leaving Fan Yu to escape alone, he stood in front of his companion regardless of his own safety.

"Brother, you saved my life. If it weren't for you, I would have died a long time ago!"

Fan Yu's eyes were hot. He had been a slave for a year, and he was still full of emotions. He was moved to tears while talking.

Seeing him bursting into tears, Yue Qian frowned slightly, his own person is doing well, and he is not missing arms or legs, so why cry.

"Pour me a bowl of water, I'm very thirsty." After drinking the fish soup, Yueqian licked his thin lips. He lost a lot of blood due to his injury and felt thirsty all the time.

"Wait for me, I'll go right away!" Fan Yu stood up and ran outside immediately.

There was a well near the hunting ground, and he went to fetch water from the well.

Fan Yu was carrying water by the well, and poured the well water into a bamboo tube. He was carrying the bamboo tube filled with water, and was about to return to the big thatched cottage, when he ran into a pharmacist carrying a medicine box and a cook carrying a food box.

The pharmacist talked to the soldier, and the soldier pointed to the big thatched hut. Fan Yu couldn't understand Rongyu, but he had seen the pharmacist treat Yueqian in the hunting ground before, so he had an intuition that he came to look for Yueqian.

Sure enough, under the guidance of the soldiers, the pharmacist and the cook entered the big thatched hut and walked straight to Yue Qian who was lying in the corner.

The pharmacist confirmed from the attire that the injured slave was from Yue, so he unloaded the medical kit, removed the cloth strips from Yueqian, and inspected the wound without saying a word to him.

Thinking that Yue Qian didn't understand Rongyu, the pharmacist was defenseless and complained to the cook beside him.

The words of complaint are nothing more than that he, as the king's pharmacist, has to go to a place like a pigsty to change the medicine for the slaves and heal their wounds.However, Mr. Ling's order cannot be disobeyed. Mr. Ling is not someone else, so it's not easy to perfunctory him. He is the son of the monarch, the prince's favorite sibling.

Yue Qian listened to the pharmacist's complaints with a deadpan expression, without showing any trace.The pharmacist complained and complained, and he didn't stop applying the medicine. The bandaging was done very carefully.

The cook was taciturn and kept silent. He just silently took out a large bowl of beef soup and a large bowl of barley rice from the food box. Food for the submerged.

The cook's body language was very clear, and Fan Yu stared round her eyes, drooling at the bowl of beef soup and the bowl of barley rice.

When the pharmacist and cook left, Fan Yu exclaimed, "A Qian, you're lucky!"

He lowered his head and sniffed the smell of beef soup, his expression was fascinated, and he said happily, "That Rongguo boy must have taken a fancy to you! Not to mention others, even I think you are brave and fearless, you are a hero!"

Fan Yu gave a thumbs up, his words came from the bottom of his heart.

What the pharmacist complained just now surprised Yue Qian, and seeing the cook bring beef soup and steamed wheat rice, both of which are the food of the nobles, he was even more puzzled.

Master Ling?

Yue Qian recited the name silently, and the image of the Rongguo boy appeared in his mind: a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, wearing brocade robes and jade decorations, holding a delicate red bow in his hand, and a gorgeous green arrow on his back, he is a pampered man. Melt into the royal family.

He is also the son of King Rong, the same mother and brother of the Prince Rong.

From Yue Qian's point of view, these things encountered are really inexplicable.

"It's so fragrant, A Qian, eat it quickly and don't let it cool!" Fan Yu picked up the bowl of beef soup and held it in front of Yue Qian.

Yue Qian fetched the empty bowl that was filled with fish soup earlier, and said to Fan Yu, "Eat separately."

Although I don't understand what that Linggongzi wants to do, the food comes first, and I don't want to eat for nothing.

The beef soup is particularly mellow, the beef is stewed so soft that it melts in the mouth, and Fan Yu's eyes filled with tears.

The hot soup is an appetizer, followed by barley rice. The barley rice is steamed just right, and each grain of wheat has a complete shape. It is obviously carefully selected before being steamed in water.

The rice is fragrant and tastes very delicious.

After eating and drinking enough, he would lie down and fall asleep. He needed to recuperate from his injuries. It was useless to think about the strange things that happened today.