Prince Boring and Concubine Qiao Ai

Chapter 16

When Zhao Ling went back, Emperor Liang and Prime Minister Xiao had already left, and Zhao Ling and the two leaders of the country perfectly missed the past.

By the quiet lake, Luo Yi said lightly, "Come here."

Zhao Ling naturally had to go over obediently, even though he was terribly sleepy.

Luo Yi threw the sword to him, saying that it was sent by Emperor Liang, and asked him to practice martial arts.Zhao Ling understood what big brother meant.The commander-in-chief of the Luo family army in Mobei was inherited along with the succession of the sons of Luo Wangfu in the past dynasties.There is an essential difference between ruling the army and being the lord of a mansion.If you can't show your real skills, people won't accept you at all.

He was short of a sword for self-defense, Zhao Qi's gift was just right.

"Let's go." Luo Yi called and waved like a puppy.

Zhao Ling turned around and left without any regrets.

It was too late, Zhao Ling went to bed and slept soundly.His dreams are always beautiful, and the dreams are all when he was rich and well-fed in his previous life.

That year, the six-year-old prince Zhao Qi and the seventh prince Zhao Ling, who was less than three years old, were the sons of the Zhao family who were sent to Xuanwu Pavilion to be taught, and formally worshiped the master of Xuanwu Pavilion, Gong Yu, as their teacher.

At that time, Ah Cheng was still a four-year-old child, relying on the fact that he was the son of his master, he had started a few years earlier, holding a broken wooden sword, showing off all day long that he was a hero who hoeed the strong and helped the weak, and said that the sword was The symbol of a hero, without a sword, one cannot become a hero.

Zhao Ling's original dream was to be a hero, not the kind who hoe the strong and help the weak to eliminate harm for the people, but the kind who occupies a hill and becomes the boss, leads a group of disciples and grandchildren, practices peerless martial arts, catches Only the big monster made the elixir of life to honor his father and live a long life.

He likes wearing a white sheet the most, circling around in the Color Moon Palace, feeling very detached.Luo Yi always poured cold water on him bluntly, saying that he was dressed like that, not like a hero, but more like a ghost.

When he heard Gong Cheng say that the sword is the difference between a hero and a non-hero, he dreamed of wanting a sword of his own, and begged his master to make him one too.Finally, after two weeks of waiting, Zhao Ling got his first wooden sword in his life.He cheered with great joy, and finally became a real hero.Master Master, I have become a hero!

There was always a kind smile on Master's face. Zhao Ling remembered that face, and remembered what Master said when he gave him the sword, "The hero is in the heart, not in the sword."

"The hero is in the heart, not in the sword."

Master.

sorry……

sorry……

I am sorry.

Zhao Ling's dream gradually blurred and fell into silence and gloom.

In the study, Luo Yi wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhao Ling's eyes, kicked Zhao Ling to the quilt under the bed, and put it back on Zhao Ling's body.

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For a few days, the Thirteenth Prince practiced sword obediently in his small courtyard. Although his gestures were chaotic, the servants of Prince Luo's Mansion finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ning Zhuang, who was taking a nap on a branch, couldn't stand it any longer.

"Straighten your arms, where is your embroidery?" He threw a stone and hit Zhao Ling on the back.

Zhao Ling was in Luo Wangfu's territory, so of course he couldn't use the sword formulas he learned in Xuanwu Pavilion, but he was growing hairy when he was bored. Thinking about it, he turned the sword formulas upside down.From Ning Zhuang's point of view, it was naturally a mess.He put away the sword, raised his face and said to Ning Zhuang, "Why don't you teach me?"

In order not to embarrass Luo Wangfu, Ning Zhuang actually volunteered to be Zhao Ling's teacher.

Zhao Ling wished he could use the sword skills he had learned in his previous life without being suspected.The reason is... taught by Ning Zhuang.

In the afternoon, Ning Zhuang regretted it. He had never taught a student with such poor talent in martial arts.There is no distinction between left and right, front and back, hands and feet.

"Why don't you give me some sword formulas and I can practice them myself?" Zhao Ling suggested.

Ning Zhuang agreed decisively, and couldn't wait to expel the thirteen princes from the division.

"Don't forget the autumn hunt in two days' time." Ning Zhuang reminded before leaving.

How could Zhao Ling forget that yesterday evening, the tailor who made the clothes specially measured him, saying that the prince ordered him to make some hunting clothes for him.The aristocrats in Daliang all had several pieces of clothing specially worn for hunting, which were made of animal skins, much softer than the armor uniforms of the imperial guards, and had a slight defensive effect.The trousers cinch the calf for easy riding.

He put the banknotes he had saved into the bundle that Qiu Lie brought.He also wanted to take the sword given by his elder brother.

The road is long, he intends to go to the ancestral tomb of the Xue family on the outskirts of the western capital first, pay homage to his uncle and a few older brothers, then travel west to Huisheng Valley, buy a few jars of good wine and drink with his brothers under the nine springs, and finally cross the border, go to Take a tour of Yan Kingdom.After Luo Yi and his elder brother completely despaired of him and stopped bothering to find him, he would return to Daliang, find a small village with beautiful mountains and rivers, and spend his life belonging to Zhao Lian in a mediocre way.

Two days later, the autumn hunt arrived as scheduled.

Autumn Hunting is an entertainment event held by the nobles of Liangdu every year. It lasts for ten days. Except for the old, young, sick and disabled, all the children of the royal nobles will actively sign up to participate.

The emperor himself will also go to the hunting ground, shoot the first prey, peel off its fur, and make it into jerky, as a tribute to the harvest festival ceremony in the near future, and the fur will be used as a reward to give to the hunting grounds this year. The most outstanding children.

The carriage of Prince Luo's Mansion swaggered on the mountain road, especially conspicuously.

There are many names for this group of mountains, and in the last few hundred years, there are three that have been recognized.The royal nobles call it the Longteng Mountain Range. It is said that a certain emperor saw a golden dragon riding a cloud on the mountain, and then ascended to become a god.The literati call it the Mochi Mountains. It is said that there is a painter who is very obsessed with the scenery in the mountains. He paints in the mountains and forests all day long, and finally turns into a stone, which is the stone that looks like a human being on the top of the highest peak.The common people call it the "Mountain of Parents" to express their gratitude to the mountains for giving them food, springs and water, as well as wood for building houses and other basic necessities of life.

There are autumn hunts every year, so the royal family has built a special access to the mountain. Although it is also a dirt road, it is wider than the wild roads that the mountain people walk out, and they can take a horse-drawn cart.

In the whole team, only Zhao Ling didn't ride a horse.The novelty of hunting without riding a horse has attracted countless people who go up the mountain to point and point.But Zhao Ling seldom went all the way alone, and he didn't mind being envied and hated. He sat in a carriage and slowly followed at the end of the team, along the mountain path, humming a little song, and lying on the window to enjoy the elegant and beautiful scenery.

Lord Luo, Emperor Liang Zhao Qi, and several other heads of the Liangdu family rode in front on horseback.

The royal hunting ground, surrounded by mountains, is a mountain within a mountain.The peaks of the mountains are high and low, with uneven ups and downs. The peak is outside, and the center is a small mountain surrounded by streams. The hills are gentle, the trees are verdant, and the springs are densely covered. It is the first choice for summer vacation and outing.

On the way into the mountain, there are small waterfalls one after another, winding down along the thick roots of green and ancient trees, casting a curtain at the entrance of the stone cave, and finally flowing into the creek.The creek is in the same direction as the mountain road, but it twists and turns like a twisted twist on both sides.

The carriage passed a double valley. The grass on both sides of the path was extremely tall, with round balls of fur on top of the grass. Zhao Ling reached out from the window and pulled out two.

In half a day, the royal family and the Luo Palace's large team arrived at the hunting ground palace.

The thirteenth prince, who is the eldest son of Luo Wangfu, followed Luo Yi to the hotel next door to Luo's family.

The environment of the hunting ground and the environment around the Longteng Mountain Range are exactly the same as they were 20 years ago, and Zhao Ling is all too familiar with them.According to Daliang's usual rules, when the elder brother hunts, Luo Yi will follow him in all likelihood. This is the most favorable time for him to escape.

It is said to be a palace, but it is actually a relatively flat grassland, on which tents are set up for people to sleep at night.

The servants were setting up tents, Luo Yi went to Emperor Liang's side, and Zhao Ling squatted on the ground alone, gesturing the way out.The Luo family army didn't follow, and even Ningzhuang didn't follow. Luo Yi had something to do temporarily, so he was sent to do it.The imperial guards are easier to deal with than the Luo family army.

He heard a voice and looked to the right. The three of them had just emerged from a small tent and were talking to the two who passed by the door of the tent.

The five teenagers were not much different in age from Zhao Lian. They had the majesty and imposing manner raised by a wealthy noble family, and their faces were like jade, but the greenness between their brows had not faded.

One of them, taller than the others, was carrying a blood-red meniscus longbow. The longbow was not like those used in the army, but was made of fine iron for swords and swords. Dense and complex texture.

Zhao Ling always thought that the bow was beautiful and had a gentle name, Mingquan.

The Mingquan Bow is a very dangerous existence. It ranks among the top ten weapons in the world, and it is a sharp weapon that can kill people within a hundred steps.

Zhao Ling looked at the young man with the Mingquan Bow on his back, participating in the hunt. The aristocrats dressed more casually, but most of them were used to wearing jade crowns to tie their hair, while the long hair of the young man was only wrapped a few times with white silk, and half of it was unrestrained. , plus a hermit in white clothes, floating as if not into the secular world.

Zhao Linghuang was in a daze for a moment, and when Shensi came back, he found that the bow-backed boy was also looking at him.

Zhao Ling waved his hand as a greeting.

The young man frowned, as if he didn't want to see Zhao Lian's face.

"Gong Si, is there really any unclear relationship between you and Zhao Lian? I haven't seen anyone for a few days, and you're flirting?" A young man next to him teased.

"Zhao Yuan, what nonsense are you talking about!" Another teenager reasoned.

"Am I talking nonsense? How many people saw it that day? I wasn't the only one who saw it."

"Enough, it was a misunderstanding that day."

"Is it a misunderstanding, how do you know?"

The two teenagers looked five points alike, their voices became louder and louder, they glared at each other, but only glared at each other, with a sword pinned to their waist, and they didn't even hold the hilt of the sword.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please stop arguing, the emperor is about to shoot the headhunter just as Nanbianer shouted the chant." Next to him was a round-faced young man who acted as a peacemaker.

"Gong Si, hurry up and say something..." A more serious-looking boy in white clothes with a longbow on his back.

The boy in white remained silent.

"Hmph, we don't have the same knowledge as villains." His Royal Highness grabbed the boy in white by the sleeve, walked to the tent and untied the horse's rope, and the serious boy followed to untie the horse's rope to the tent a little further away.

"Let's go there too? Her Majesty arrived later, and Concubine Xiao is going to scold people again when she sees it." The peacemaker shrugged and laughed, revealing the cute little canine teeth on the right side.

"Little man? It's better than some people who have a flirtatious mother who can't even be sure who their father is."

The tents on both sides were not far away, and Zhao Ling's hearing was far superior to that of ordinary people, so he could hear them clearly.

He saw the back of the young man in white froze for a moment, and then he regained his composure like a wandering fairy. He got on his horse, as light as a snow swallow, threw off his whip, and the horse let go of its straps and ran towards the south. Walk.

Zhao Ling lowered his head, and the two hairs in his hands turned into thin grass threads, and the fur on top was crushed into powder by rubbing his thumb and index finger.