It's hard to seal a fool

The wind is strong and the horns are bowing, and the general hunts Weicheng.The grass is dry and the eagle's eyes are sick, and the snow is as light as the horse's hoof.Suddenly passed Xinfeng City, returned to Xiliuying.Looking back at the place where the eagle is shot, the clouds are flat for thousands of miles.

Outside the Duke's Mansion, a boy with curly hair was dressed in military uniform, and he was full of heroism. Song Qingming stepped on the stirrup and flew on the horse neatly, holding the rein in one hand, looking at the plaque of the Duke's Mansion with a complicated expression.

He has practiced martial arts for ten years and dare not slack off, everything is for this opportunity, today may be a turning point in his life, success or failure depends on the present.

"Tomorrow, don't miss the hour." Song Qianyuan urged.

Lu stayed at the door and nodded towards Song Qingming.After today, everything will be back to normal.

"Drive!" Song Qingming finally gripped the horse's belly and rushed out of the city with his father and brother.

Today's royal spring hunting, all generals and sons of noble families who are above the third rank in the capital will go, Song Qingming thought of Duan for no reason, and wondered if his family members were among them.

Forget it, Song Qingming bowed his head and smiled in relief, now that person is just a stranger living in the mansion temporarily, so what does it have to do with him.

In the Duke's Mansion, Lu watched Song Qingming's back leave. The gate of the Duke's Mansion was slowly closed, and she turned around with a cold expression.

"Hongmei, go tell the people below that everything is going according to plan."

"promise."

In the Wuhua Courtyard, the dumb child is standing in the courtyard with a scroll in his hand, with an outstanding figure.

The news came from the dark guard last night that everything is ready now, the only thing he owes is the east wind, and today is the day when he will leave the Duke's Mansion, so he and the dark guard made an appointment to meet in the Ennyu Pavilion at noon, but at the moment he is inexplicably distraught rather.

Xi Le walked over, Song Qingming took away the hope of getting rich, she and Ping An stayed in the mansion, when they were three steps away, the mute suddenly turned his head and looked at her coldly, Xi Le was taken aback, blessed his body .

"Young Master said, I want to see you before I leave."

Dumb frowned.

"Although I don't know why you fell out of favor with the young master, but now he wants to see you, shouldn't you seize the opportunity?" When Xi Le said this, his eyes flickered slightly, "If you don't hurry up, the young master should be scolded by the prince again gone."

Forget it, if I see him again after today, he might already be a eunuch.The mute didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and followed Xi Le.

Little did he know, he stepped into a huge conspiracy.

"Drive! Drive!"

One or two hundred riders galloped in the Shanglin Garden outside the city of Ningjing, with the flags fluttering and the horses galloping and neighing.All of a sudden, in the mountains, forests and grasslands, arrows were flying like rain, and warriors rushed and shouted with swords, the scene was spectacular.

Song Qingming rushed to the front first, took out the arrow from the quiver beside the horse with one hand, put on the bow and drew the string, with a "buzz", the bowstring was still trembling, and the big eagle that was still hovering in the sky fell down in response.

"Okay!" Someone around cheered, and everyone's attention was focused on Song Qingming.

As the saying goes: Birds in the sky are hard to shoot.If this young man can hit the big eagle with one arrow, his strength must be extraordinary.

But he turned a blind eye to it, and rode his horse straight away, and did not stop his horse when he came to the shot down big eagle. Stepping on the stirrup, he stooped beautifully, picked up the big eagle and threw it to Fa Cai behind him, who then placed it on the other side. In the car behind.

"Come on!"

Afterwards, Song Qingming did not stop, while galloping with their legs under the chest of the bay red horse, they set up their bows and shot arrows two or three times in a row, and all the arrows were hit perfectly.The eyes of the people who were not paying attention before were also attracted by this young man's demeanor, and gradually followed him away.

The emperor Zhao De who was not far away saw the nobles on horseback gradually heading to the front right, and was very curious for a moment. He watched from a distance and asked the attendant beside him, "Who is that boy with curly hair riding a tall maroon horse?"

The servant replied respectfully: "It's Song Qingming, the Duke's second son, who just tied his hair this year."

"Okay," the saint laughed, "Young man in fresh clothes and angry horse!"

Song Qingming didn't know this, he wanted to hunt more prey to get ahead, until he rushed into the mountains and forests, the speed of the horse under his crotch gradually slowed down.

He looked around, never paying attention to small things like rabbits, but observing the traces left by wild things around him.The forest was vast and sheltered, and the nobles scattered to look for their own prey.

Song Qingming's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the tiger paw print.

The imprint of tiger paws went upstream, and the dead leaves stepped on were still wet. Song Qingming jumped off his horse and searched along the traces until he reached a looming cave.

He waved his hand, "Get rich, find some flammable branches."

Not long after, Fa Cai came back with a pile of dry branches. He hoped that he had already cleaned up the dead branches and fallen leaves on the surrounding ground to ensure that the fire would not spread.

Song Qingming threw the fire zip, and soon, there was thick smoke rising in front of the cave, Song Qingming retreated to a safe place, and stretched his best to draw the bow like a full moon, after a while, there was a sound of "嗤——" The roar of the tiger shook the sky, and a big tiger quickly jumped out of the cave.

Song Qingming's eyes fixed, and he shot an arrow at the same time.

With a sound of "咻——", the arrow pierced through the stone beside the cave, and ran into the forest with the tiger, disappearing without a trace.

"Young master, this tiger..."

Song Qingming shook his head in silence, and after a long time, handed the bow to Fa Cai. "No problem."

The spring water in the stream hits the stone, making a sound of lingling, and the sunlight shines through the shade of the forest and sprinkles on the ground into fine light and shadow.Suddenly footsteps came from behind.

Song Qingming turned his head, and found a man with a face like a crown jade, wearing a brocade hat and a sable coat, looking at him with a smile on his face. "I'm curious, why did you let that big tiger go."

"I've seen the second prince." Song Qingming was taken aback, because he was wearing a military uniform, he knelt down on one knee and gave a military salute.He recognized that this was the saint's second son, Zhao Jin, who was born by the queen. "I don't know what the second prince said."

Zhao Jinxu helped him up, walked to the stone that was completely submerged by the arrow, secretly surprised. "I followed you all the way, and saw that you have excellent archery skills, and your arm strength is amazing, and you can even shoot through stones. Even if it is a living thing at such a distance, your excellency has no chance of missing it."

"Because Cao Min wanted to shoot a big tiger in his heart, so he was able to have such strength. If the grass people shoot stones in ordinary times, I'm afraid it will only stop at the surface. As for letting the big tiger go—" Song Qingming smiled lowly and gave a slight smile. Dun, "It's because it was a pregnant tigress. When Caomin set up his bow and was about to shoot, he saw her belly swell, and he didn't have time to retract the force, so he shifted the aiming head by an inch."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Jin suddenly realized, and looked at Song Qingming with a little more appreciation in his eyes.

"Erya·Shitian" writes: "Spring hunting is for searching, summer hunting is for seedlings, autumn hunting is for breeding, winter hunting is for hunting." .Animals that have conceived are not within the scope of hunting.

When Zhao Jin marveled at Song Qingming's high martial arts skills and quick response, he also agreed with his kindness.

"Whose family are you? Why haven't I seen you at this time in the past?"

"Caomin is the second son of the Duke, Song Qingming. This year, he is 15 years old and has just had his hair cut before he can come to participate in the hunting."

"Okay."

Seeing Zhao Jin's admiring expression, Song Qingming somehow thought of the dumb child at home. Speaking of which, there were some similarities between the demeanor and glory of the two of them.As soon as the idea came out, Song Qingming was also taken aback by himself.

Song Qingming bid farewell to Zhao Jin, and then mounted his horse to search for prey.From morning to dusk, Song Qingming chased musk deer until the rear car was full of prey.When the hunt was coming to an end, the nobles rode back to the starting point one after another. When they saw the young man whose back cart was full of prey, they couldn't help being speechless.

"Is this person really the second son of Wei Guogong?"

"I must be hiding my clumsiness on weekdays. On the surface, I am fighting cocks and walking birds, but I am practicing hard every day in secret!"

"So he is this kind of person! Everyone is playing together, why I didn't hit anything, he is fine..."

"Song Qingming." After the saint heard about this, he ordered someone to summon him in, "You are the young man who took the lead at the start of the hunt? You are worthy of being a hero."

Song Qingming bowed and knelt down to pay respects, and was about to say a few words of self-effacing, when he suddenly saw Zhao De's servant winking at him.Song Qingming was startled suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his back, he bent down and knelt down again and said: "The grass people are guilty, they did not control the reins at the beginning of the hunt, and offended His Majesty."

Taking the lead, on the surface, he praised him for being young and promising, but in fact he reprimanded him for riding the horse ahead of him and stealing the limelight. This was enough reason for the saint to send him off.Song Qingming's heart was pounding, and he felt a little regretful for a moment.

Emperor Zhao De nodded when he heard these words, this boy is not satisfactory.

Seeing this, Zhao Jin, who was standing by the side, hurriedly came to Zhao De to salute and said, "Father, my son went hunting today and found an interesting thing..."

As he said that, he told the story of Song Qingming's shooting of the tiger, from finding branches to lighting the fire to the explanation, which was full of wit and wit.After finishing speaking, even Emperor Zhao De couldn't help but look favorably at Song Qingming. Before that, he thought of a young man who was high-spirited and eager for quick success, but now it seems that he is a seedling that can be cultivated.

"Song Qingming," Zhao De pondered for a moment, and then said again, "You are the most beautiful spring hunter today, and you are excellent at riding and shooting at a young age. Tell me, what reward do you want? Whatever I allow, I can give it to you. "

Hearing the words, Song Qingming immediately raised his heart in his throat, and he bowed again: "Your Majesty, forgive me! The grassroots don't want rewards, but only have the opportunity to share the country's worries. If your majesty has the heart to drive out the chaos, the grasslanders Willing to serve as a soldier in the army and make some achievements.”

I want to fight!

The boy's words were so loud that even Zhao Jin couldn't help but turn to look at him.In recent years, under the governance of Zhao De and the first emperor, the people of Dawu lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the treasury was gradually filled, and they were no longer afraid of going to war with the barbarians.The matter of dispatching troops was originally brought up by Zhao Jin in the court, but he didn't expect that the group of veterans had not come to a concrete result until now.

Now there is a voice of support, although it comes from a young man, it allows Zhao Jin to find his way.

"Okay." Zhao De squinted his eyes, but there was no expression on his face. "You go back first."

Song Qingming looked up at the saint's expression, but couldn't see what was going on. Although he was disappointed in his heart, he bowed and left.

Not long after the hunt was over, Zhao Jin chased him out and invited him to drink. Song Qingming thought about it, worried that the matter would spread to the ears of the sage, and he was suspected of forming a clique for personal gain, so he politely declined.

When Zhao Jin said goodbye to him, Song Qingming felt the similarity again.

On the way back to the mansion, Fa Caiwang followed behind him, and said to Song Qingming in a low voice, if he can win this opportunity to go to the battlefield this time, please take him with him, so that he can protect the young master on the battlefield.

It's too dangerous, Song Qingming said.

"Isn't the young master dangerous?"

"I'm different," Song Qingming turned around and said seriously, "Even if I die in battle, that's my own choice."

The author says:

I don't think I wrote this chapter very well (pick nose)