Playing intrigue is worse than engaging in infrastructure

Autumn hunting is an event held every year in the Southern Zhou Dynasty, but this year just happened to catch up with the covenant once every three years, so the battle is extraordinarily large.A few days before the autumn hunting started, a special army drove the wild beasts to the paddock, which was more than double the size of the hunting ground in previous years.

Logically speaking, except for some officials who stayed behind in Huijing, all civil and military officials, princes and noble daughters could participate in the hunting.But in fact, only half of the horses actually drove into the paddock.Most of the people still chose to watch from the stand of the camp, waiting for the soldiers of the special team to bring out the prey.

Song Qingyuan, who represented Yanyun, also rode a horse and led a dozen people into the hunting ground in order to avoid socializing with a group of people.

But to be honest, his riding and shooting skills are really not very good.When he was in school in his previous life, he also offered horse riding and bow and arrow lessons.But Song Qingyuan, who ranks first in professional courses, has to rely on the coach to release water every time to get "passed".

Therefore, he didn't have any lofty ambitions for hunting, and he rode leisurely and followed the crowd.

Jiang Duo behind him suddenly turned up the volume, pointed at the crowd galloping ahead, and exclaimed to Song Qingyuan: "Look, Your Highness!"

Not only Jiang Duo, but almost everyone who entered the hunting ground looked in the same direction, and some of them exclaimed.

I saw the king of Mobei who rode his horse in the front was wearing black armor, let go of the reins with both hands, took two arrows directly, and simply raised his hands to draw the bow.

Almost without aiming, the two arrows left the string and flew towards the depths of the grass amidst the exclamation of the crowd.

In the true sense, the bow is like the full moon, and the arrow is like flying electricity.

Everyone reined in their horses and stopped, waiting for the soldiers to come back after finding their prey.

The accompanying guards hurriedly rode their horses and ran in the direction of the arrow, and after a while, they brought back two gray gorals.

The people sitting in the stands only exchanged a few words of greeting and toasted a few glasses of wine.I saw a few soldiers arrive at the camp carrying two burly antelopes on their backs.Each antelope is shot with an arrow in the neck, and the arrow feather is the mark of Mobei.

Seeing this scene, the officials of the Southern Zhou Dynasty all had complex expressions.As soon as the horn sounded, dozens of Mobei boys rushed into the paddock with their horses and whips, leaving everyone else behind.

It's just that everyone thought that the riding and shooting skills of the Mobei people who grew up on the grassland had always been superior to them, so they didn't feel that they were too ugly.

But the current situation is: in less than ten minutes, King Mobei shot back two antelopes that are known for their vigilance and speed, and some of their sons in the Southern Zhou Dynasty were not even familiar with archery.

They secretly looked at Emperor Hongde who was sitting on the highest place, and sure enough they saw his sullen expression.

Seeing this, the ministers did not dare to talk loudly about the situation in the paddock. They could only exchange a tacit look with each other, looked around in a little embarrassment, and chatted about some irrelevant topics.

And Song Qingyuan in the paddock was also a little surprised.Leaving aside the abnormal behavior that Mobei King appears from time to time, let's evaluate Lianti objectively:

Whether it is his riding and archery skills or his ability to lead troops to fight, he is unparalleled in the six states.

Song Qingyuan glanced at him with some admiration, then pulled the rein without hesitation, turned the horse's head, and walked in another direction.

He still looks sick and weak, pulling the rein, walking like wandering in a hunting ground.

The scenery of the hunting ground was different from the wild sanctuaries and man-made hunting grounds Song Qingyuan had seen in later generations. He looked at the surrounding scene with some novelty, and pulled a leaf in his hand to play with.

Sometimes, however, such a thing as fate is really out of control.He was just wandering around, casually looking at the plants in the hunting grounds, and there was a small probability that an assassin would kill him.

In the woods in the distance, dozens of masked assassins surrounded a young man in white.

Song Qingyuan didn't intend to meddle in other people's business, so he turned around and left while pulling the reins.However, after only two steps, I heard the sound of feet stepping on dead leaves getting closer.

He had no choice but to turn around, and a dozen masked assassins had already caught up.

I don't know how Emperor Hongde's security work is done. The Imperial Forest Army guarding the outside of the hunting grounds are almost becoming a human wall, but they still allow so many people to sneak in.

Song Qingyuan comforted the uneasy horse under him, and sighed softly, "You guys who killed you, this king is just passing by here, why should there be any more trouble?"

The leader gestured for others to surround him from the side.

Apparently the negotiation failed.

Song Qingyuan had no choice but to raise his hand, and seven or eight men in the armor of the Imperial Forest Army appeared out of nowhere, and they dealt with the assassins who were several times their number.

He looked at Qin Zizhen, who was pretending to be a soldier of the Southern Zhou Dynasty, and asked, "How many of our people have come in this time?"

Qin Zizhen's voice sounded a little dazed, "Your Highness is here... All the guards we followed have sneaked into the paddock."

Song Qingyuan sighed, and genuinely worried about Emperor Hongde's safety for five seconds.Then he waved his hand, signaling Qin Zizhen to continue hiding.

Just after leaving the woods, I met another "uninvited guest".

Lian Ti pulled the maroon horse, which was eager to try and rush up, and said to Song Qingyuan with a playful face: "This king still wants to ask for a "life-saving favor" from His Highness, and now it seems that there is no chance. "

Song Qingyuan didn't know how much he saw, so he could only raise his eyebrows, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Next time, we must give King Mobei a chance."

"Forget it. Your Highness should not encounter assassins again." Lian Ti lightly swung the whip on the horse's head to calm it down.

"This king is not lucky to meet His Highness every time. But His Highness's subordinates..." He paused, "It still really surprises this King."

The matter has come to this point, and there is no need to hide it anymore.Song Qingyuan smiled indifferently, turned his head and looked behind him.

I saw a few attendants behind Lianti, and the prey on the horse almost couldn't hold it.Without exception, they are all big creatures, including swift and fierce beasts like wolves and jackals.

In the next moment, Lian Ti turned his head to follow Song Qingyuan's gaze, "This king specially came to give it to His Highness."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but I don't need these prey." Song Qingyuan tugged on the reins unnaturally, and refused aloud.

"Helian Halberd..."

Lian Ti only said the beginning, and Song Qingyuan understood, and smiled indifferently, "Maybe seeing that I have gained nothing, he can dispel some of his fear of Yan Yun. With King Mobei as a foil, perhaps even the next King Father It’s not so hideous anymore.”

Lian Ti couldn't help chuckling, "Your Highness's angle is really strange."

"Then I won't disturb King Mobei's hunting here, so that the king's prey won't be enough to attract Emperor Hongde's hatred." Song Qingyuan raised his hand in salute, and rode his horse away by brushing Lian Ti's side.

As the sky gradually darkened, people from the hunting ground returned to their tents one after another.The prey Mobei got was as expected, and the high pile became like a hill.It is particularly eye-catching among the hares and pheasants in twos and threes.

Song Qingyuan looked at the livid Emperor Hongde on the stand, clamped his horse's belly in a good mood, and returned to his tent.

The staple food tonight was the prey he got during the day, and it was thanks to the dozen or so entourages he brought that Song Qingyuan, who had nothing to gain, could not even eat dinner.

It's just that the current seasonings are not rich enough, so the roasted meat is not very delicious.

Roast without cumin and paprika has no soul at all.

Song Qingyuan poked the wood in the bonfire boredly, silently thinking about a deliciously grilled skewer shop in the alley opposite the company building.

"My lord, don't pull this bonfire." Jiang Duo stared at the branch in Song Qing's hand with some resentment, "You will soon put out this bonfire."

Song Qingyuan looked embarrassed, threw the branch in his hand aside, wiped his hands indiscriminately, got up and entered the main tent.

The next day, Song Qingyuan sat up from the couch after sleeping until Chen Shi, rubbed his sore wrists, and decided to pretend to be sick and rest in the tent for a day.

At noon, Emperor Hongde also sent his servants to greet him. It is possible that yesterday's zero prey played a role.

After fooling the servant, Song Qingyuan continued to lean on the couch, staring at the blanket on the floor in a daze.

"Your Highness, the King of Mobei is here." Jiang Duo opened the curtain, walked in, and reported to Song Qingyuan aloud.

Song Qingyuan sat up from the couch, a little confused, but let Jiang Duo invite someone in.

"Your Highness, we meet again." Lian Ti said in a gentle tone, and took out a beige cub from his arms, "I don't know if His Highness likes this gift for His Highness?"

Song Qingyuan raised his head in surprise, his eyes lingered on the face of the palm-sized little thing and Lian Ti, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "What is this?"

Lian Ti was a little surprised by his reaction, and his heart was full of doubts, but he still explained: "That lacquer plate that this king saw in His Highness's mansion that day, was painted with this little thing. Doesn't His Highness like it? "

Only then did Song Qingyuan concentrate on looking at the cub in his hand.

The whole body is light yellow, except for two black spots behind the ears.Even holding it by the back of the neck, the little thing flew into the air, struggling in a panic, and let out a short moan.

Aw-aw--

Song Qingyuan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little worried.

This little thing is clearly a lion cub!

He took the lion cub, which was only the size of two palms, from Lian Ti's hand, and skillfully took it into his arms, with the same posture as when holding a cat before.

The little lion shook his head, and gently gnawed on Song Qingyuan's hand, but he looked like he didn't recognize his life.

Now it has the smell of a stranger on it, if it is sent back, there will only be one result in the end.

—is abandoned or attacked by a lioness.

Poor kid.Song Qingyuan rubbed the little lion's head and had no choice but to keep it.

"Didn't see its mother?" Song Qingyuan frowned.

As for why aboriginal lions in Africa appeared in this era, this is not what Song Qingyuan is concerned about now.

"No." Lian Ti shook his head, "I found it in the grass, and saw that it looked similar to the pattern on the lacquer plate, so I brought it back."

"Then I'll accept it?" Song Qingyuan asked tentatively.

"If you like it, you can keep it, if you don't like it, you can take it away, and throw it to whoever you want to keep." Lian Ti said in a casual tone.

"No." Song Qingyuan refused aloud, and ordered Jiang Duo to find some goat milk to feed the lion cub.

"It's in my king's place, let him get it from my king's place."

Song Qingyuan nodded, agreeing to Lian Ti's suggestion.Finding some goat's milk is no easy feat in this part of the world.He opened his mouth to thank Lian Ti with a sincere attitude.

"Then the king will leave." Lian Ti's expression remained unchanged, but he was secretly relieved.Looking at the way the person opposite is hugging and stroking, I think I like it.

"Go to send Mobei King off. By the way, bring back some goat milk." Song Qingyuan instructed Jiang Duo.

Of course, he just thought about the second half of the sentence and didn't say it.

The author says:

Little Lion: I am a lion, not an orange cat, oh——

Lian Ti, who was in a hurry to give his wife a gift: No, you are.

Only the world where the orange cat was injured has been achieved...