Chapter 1678: Ren Zi Juan plays with fire and causes chaos (2)
The autumn wind is blowing strong, and the big flag is hunting.
Emperor Yonglong looked around with great interest.
The slightly thin Emperor Yonglong was in high spirits at this time.
The ocher yellow tight-fitting robe is covered with a maroon hunting vest, and a thin layer of leather armor is easily draped on the body, with a sense of complacency and a bit of complacency.
Gently pinch the horse's belly, and the Wu Zui under the crotch will step forward with his head held high, which is particularly heroic.
Surrounded by King Zhongshun, King Zhonghui, King Lianzhong, King Zhongxin, the two eldest princesses Yongning and Yongan, and the younger generation of King Shou, King Fu, King Li, King Lu, and King Gong, plus the guards, Crowds of people.
On the surface, everyone was in high spirits, with smiles on their faces, as if they were looking forward to the grand opening of the most solemn autumn hunt in Tiewang Mountain.
Although Prince Yi Zhong, who surprised many people the most, did not arrive, Prince Yi Zhong and Crown Prince Zicheng were also among them, which surprised many people.
Everyone knows that the emperor doesn't like to see Prince Yi Zhong. In the past two or three months, Prince Yi Zhong has been staying in the palace for a long time due to illness. He is very low-key. Contrary to his activeness last year, it seems that he has no plans to participate in the Autumn Festival. Everyone He was not included.
On the other hand, Crown Prince Cheng often went in and out of Renshou Palace to visit the emperor's grandfather, and accompanied the Supreme Emperor to practice calligraphy and painting. He also had many contacts with scholars in the capital and had a good reputation.
But this time I came to Tiewang Mountain to participate in the Autumn Festival. It was a bit unexpected, but it also seemed reasonable.
After all, this is the Qiu of the Zhang family. As a descendant of the Zhang family, it is natural for him to participate.
However, Prince Cheng seems to have arrived a little late. He has not been seen in the past ten days or so, and he did not show up until yesterday. I don’t know whether it is because the emperor has not summoned him, so he has been staying behind closed doors, or whether Because it was already late.
Swarmed around the outer flag-bearing guards and the four-guard battalion, separated by thirty feet.
The pair of soldiers from the Shenshu Battalion in front began to clean up along the hunting route early, and the Warrior Battalion had to conduct another cleanup before the emperor set off, just in case something unexpected happened.
“Zhang Xiao!”
Emperor Yonglong felt a pang in his heart when he saw the elegant Prince Cheng chatting and laughing with King Zhongshun and King Zhonghui.
Compared to his sons, Zhang Xiao is several years older than Zhang Chi, Zhang Qi and Zhang Ji, and is now in his mid-twenties.
He has a handsome appearance and a free and easy manner. He has an excellent reputation among the scholars in the capital. Compared with Zhang Chi, Zhang Qi and Zhang Ji who blindly win over people through poetry and literary skills, Zhang Xiao is really somewhat literary.
Emperor Yonglong even read his poems and essays. In all aspects, he was much better than Zhang Chi, Zhang Qi, and Zhang Ji. Perhaps only Zhang So could have the opportunity to compare with Zhang Xiao after studying at Qingtan Academy for several years. This made Emperor Yonglong even more I feel a little jealous inside.
“My nephew has met the emperor’s uncle.” Zhang Xiao kowtowed politely.
"Well, your father is not in good health. I may not have seen him for a long time, but you are brave and high-spirited. Today is a big hunt. You must show some skills and don't let others look down upon you." Emperor Yonglong Ruoyou He smiled thoughtfully.
Although Zhang Xiao has the character "遁" in his name, he is not good at shooting and guarding among the six arts.
Of course, it doesn't mean that you can't ride horses, chariots, or hunt, but it's a little worse than Zhang Chi, Zhang Qi, and Zhang Ji who spend their days hunting and playing.
Zhang Xiao's face stiffened slightly, but then he smiled: "Uncle Huang knows that my nephew's archery skills are far inferior to those of his younger brothers, but since this is a big hunt, my nephew should work hard..."
The words were dealt with quite appropriately. Emperor Yonglong also felt that he was a bit petty, but seeing Zhang Xiao's calm and elegant gentleman image, he still couldn't let go.
Why do my sons look like low-profile versions compared to other people’s high-profile images? Maybe Zhang So will be able to compete with Zhang Xiao when he becomes an adult, but it will take several years.
However, as long as Zhang So can become the crown prince, everything can be easily solved, which made Emperor Yonglong more and more convinced of something.
As the people participating in the big hunt gradually arrived, Emperor Yonglong waved his hand gently, and dozens of clan members participating in the hunting stepped forward bravely. Of course, all this was slower than Emperor Yonglong, and the flag-bearer guards and the four-guard camp on both sides The samurai also began to fan out, maintaining their **** formation.
The last big hunt of Autumn Monkeys in Tiewang Mountain has officially begun!
Because this area has been closed to the mountains for a long time, not only are there a large number of wild boars, roe deer, gorals, and red foxes living in this area, but there are also occasionally black bears and leopards wandering over from Huabi Ridge, making it a good place for hunting.
The people from the Banner Guards and the Fourth Guards Battalion who arrived in this area first were responsible for driving out wild animals such as wild boars, roe deer, gorals, or black bears, so that the royal family, headed by the emperor, could bravely hunt them first.
With the vigorous shouts of the flag-bearing guards and the soldiers of the fourth guard battalion who were driving through the bushes on both sides, Emperor Yonglong and his entourage began to gallop on their horses, and the bows and arrows in their hands began to fire frequently.
Emperor Yonglong was not one of those characters who grew up in a deep palace. As a seemingly hopeless King of Loyalty and Filial Piety, he was also good at hunting. Twenty years ago, he single-handedly shot a bear bear. Today, the atmosphere around him was lively and aroused. There was something burning inside him.
Perhaps this is my last Autumn Festival. I am afraid that I will not have such a large-scale Autumn Festival in the next few years, but I should leave it to my children and grandchildren.
They saw a wild boar and a group of young wild boars being driven out of the bushes at the foot of the mountain by the soldiers of the Fourth Guard Battalion, which immediately aroused warm cheers from the group. The majestic wild boar weighed at least three hundred kilograms, and the seven or eight A little wild boar also ran wildly along the foothills to the west behind its mother as if it were crazy.
Emperor Yonglong rode thousands of horses, opened his bow and set an arrow nimbly, and an arrow flew out with a "whoosh" and nailed the big wild boar's back.
Emperor Yonglong disdains the small wild boar. The big wild boar weighing three to four hundred kilograms is the prey in his mind.
In fact, he was a little regretful that he could not hunt out one or two leopards and black bears, which would have been more meaningful, but such a big wild boar was enough to comfort him in this round of autumn.
He doesn’t like the feeling that everyone brings prey to him, but prefers to hunt and harvest in his own way.
The ferocious wild boar was hit in the back by Emperor Yonglong's arrow, and was furious with the pain. However, facing the formation of dozens of cavalry behind it, although the wild boar was stupid, it understood that it would definitely not be able to escape from the front, so it could only move along crazily. The edge of the foothills rushed far to the west, and a group of young wild boars followed closely behind their mother, which actually attracted the shouts and shouts of a large group of people behind them.
Emperor Yonglong would have been a little more cautious if the wild boar had been charging straight at him, but now that the wild boar retreated and ran away, it suddenly increased his confidence.
Although the last time I hunted a wild boar was many years ago, and the wild boar was not as majestic as the one in front of me, the other man escaped with a group of small wild boars, which undoubtedly became the best target for this group of people to hunt. Hunting. Isn’t this the tone of killing everyone?
Emperor Yonglong took the lead in urging his horse forward, followed closely by King Zhongshun and King Lianzhong. King Shou and King Li were not to be outdone, and fired arrows continuously. The two little wild boars struggled and rolled on the ground while screaming...
Emperor Yonglong was always full of ambitions, and this trip became more and more vigorous. Before he knew it, he had already traveled seven or eight miles.
The wild boar refused to be captured without restraint. There were only four or five small wild boars following him, but their speed did not slow down at all, and they also carried away the rugged bushes at the foot of the mountain.
Emperor Yonglong was sweating profusely after all this running, and the cool breeze coming from the valley made him feel even more comfortable. The elixir he took today was just right, otherwise he would still have such unbearable strength.
Just a few arrows were shot, but they were no longer as smooth as the first one. They missed every time. Only one arrow landed on the **** of the wild boar, which only increased the ferociousness of the opponent.
He wanted to let the guards who were following him closely behind him help him, but the third, eighth, and ninth brothers were all around him, so he couldn't say it. He was also a little unwilling to do so. Couldn't he be satisfied with this last big hunt? Return? I still want to win this time and give it a try, especially when the wild boar is a little tired after this run and has obviously slowed down.
Clamping the horse's belly tightly, Emperor Yonglong gritted his teeth, letting the sweat on his forehead wet his brows, and drew his bow again. However, he never thought that Wu Zui under his crotch suddenly became restless, and his speed suddenly increased, almost knocking him off the horse.
Before he could recover, Wu Zima had already made a sudden leap, throwing away the unresponsive guards behind him several feet away, and was even closer to the wild boar.
After being startled, Emperor Yonglong didn't realize anything. Instead, he was overjoyed. He was closer and more confident. He rode his horse to grab the side of the wild boar and used his bow and arrow. He didn't care at all that the guards behind him had been thrown away. A big chunk.
“Whoosh!”
Another arrow hit the wild boar's left eye hard and penetrated deeply from the left eye. The wild boar roared in pain and turned its head towards Yonglong Emperor.
Wuzhui was frightened and became even more violent. He jumped suddenly and ran wildly to the west. The dying wild boar turned around and chased Emperor Yonglong who was fleeing westward.
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Feng Shimian and Sudrun huddled quietly in the bushes, the crossbows in their hands having been pushed forward.
Behind the two of them, one of them drew his bow and drew an arrow, while the other took a posture of striking a flying eagle with thunder.
There are three others lurking behind the big rocks in the valley ten feet away, while the last group is hiding in the grass in the inevitable ravine.
Because no one could predict that the target would come from such a large valley, and the target would be guarded by several experts at any time. In other words, there was only one chance of a surprise attack, so they could only divide into several groups to take risks. Give it a try.
(End of this chapter)