Disciple and grandson, stop, you have committed the following crimes

Every year the hunt is the same, Leng Zhuo's proposal immediately made the monarch feel something new.

"This proposal is very good! Hunting is like a battlefield, and it can't just be military officers beating Fang Qiu on the front line. This happens to be a place to prove your talents..."

When some civil servants heard this, their legs were so frightened that their legs were weak, and several of them ran out and knelt down and said: "My lord, let alone lead troops to fight, and I haven't even slaughtered the chickens at home. How can I enter this hunting ground?" ah?"

"Hmph! Useless things!" The monarch snorted coldly, "Enter the arena voluntarily! I don't expect you guys to do anything big..."

The few timid ministers were finally relieved as if they had been pardoned.But at this time, Bai Youran also took the initiative to invite Ying and said: "My lord, I am willing to give it a try!"

This surprised the monarch a bit, "Teacher Bai also knows how to play tricks?"

Bai Youran smiled slightly, "Scholars don't go out and know everything about the world. I also want to try it, it's better than talking about it on paper!"

The monarch was amused and laughed, "Very good! Very good! In this way, today's competition will be even more interesting, all ministers obey orders! Today's hunt, if anyone wins the first prize, I will allow him a condition, No matter promotion or honor, gold or silver, I am satisfied with all of them!"

The king's prestige was shaken, and all the officials knelt down, shouting in unison, "Long live the monarch!"

Because of the special nature of civil servants, they will have two or three assistants around them to set up the formation. Bai Youran brought the attendants from his own house, and Leng Zhuo brought the people from his Sky Lantern Festival, one of which was Song Weiling.

In fact, Song Weiling rarely had contact with the owner of the villa. Most of the time he was given orders by Wan Ziyan. In fact, to a certain extent, he was very dissatisfied with Leng Zhuo being the owner of the villa, a person who can only play tricks all day , It is difficult to convince a warrior.

"Are you feeling aggrieved by letting you follow me?" Leng Zhuo broke the silence first.

Song Weiling cupped his fists, "Since it's the owner's order, how can Weiling be wronged?"

"In the past, you rode and shot with the monarch, and the feeling on horseback must be better than now..." Leng Zhuo turned to look at him, "You are the most capable assistant under Ziyan's subordinates. After all these years, I haven't recovered well. Thank you so much!"

Song Weiling was a little flattered to hear the dignified owner of the villa tell him this, "The owner is serious, and I'm just doing my job well!"

Leng Zhuo raised his lips into a smile, raised his hand and patted Song Weiling's shoulder, "With your help today, we will surely get twice the result with half the effort! Thank you for your hard work..."

Song Weiling felt in his heart for a while, feeling a little speechless. Under Wan Ziyan, it is usually difficult to hear a good word, but in front of this owner, he suddenly relaxed a lot, as if he is not the owner of the owner, but Like an acquainted friend.

The hunting ground is very large, and there are all kinds of animals in the woods. Song Weiling followed Leng Zhuo all the way, and met a few deer, but he didn't get the order of the owner, and he didn't dare to do it privately.

Soon, Leng Zhuo came to a place that looked good. After identifying the direction, Leng Zhuo stepped on his foot and flew up the tree. Song Weiling was startled, and when he looked up at Leng Zhuo, he had a silly expression on his face.

"You're right below, after I see the terrain clearly, you just do what I say..."

"Yes, it is... the owner!"

It's not surprising that Leng Zhuo knows a little martial arts, after all, he has a master...