Transmigrated into the daughter of the prime minister, and thrived in space

Fuguier seemed to have lost some weight.

Zhen Dafu swung in and whispered, "Not full yet? Why are you so quiet?"

Today, he is still wearing a golden hairpin, a red robe, a golden belt, and golden shoes, the usual attire of the God of Wealth.

But when she passed by Yu Xiaoqiao, she inadvertently noticed that there were some wrinkles on Zhen Dafu's robe, and one of the gold thread on his shoes was loose and exposed.

When ordering dishes, Fuguier's voice was much lower. Compared with the fried elm seeds from the tongues of sixty-six calves of that year and the steamed carp skins from eighty-eight live carps, the order was much more low-key.

Yu Xiaoqiao smiled and thought: The God of Wealth must be having a hard time these days. As expected, the appearance is also supported by confidence!

Yu Chuxiao whispered to Feng Zisu about Zhen Dafu, and Feng Zisu couldn't stop laughing.

A few people nearby were discussing the recent events of the Chen family's righteous army.

Yu Xiaoqiao listened attentively for a few words.

"Have you heard that the huge rock fell from the sky? It must be the spirits of the dead soldiers of the Chen family who appeared to seek justice!"

"God will take his course, and no one will be spared. The Chen family army is such a loyal and righteous army, and General Chen is such a loyal and brave general, but he must have died unjustly."

"At that time, the letter of treason must have been made to be true. I don't think the Chen family army was wronged!"

"What did you say? Say it again?!"

"What's wrong with saying it again? I'm saying - Chen Jiajun may not be wronged!"

"when!"

The man came up and punched the other person in the cheek, causing bleeding immediately at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, several people started fighting with each other and were persuaded to stop after a long time.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the few people, feeling vaguely uneasy.

After coming out of Zuixian Pavilion, a few people went to the jewelry shop, clothing shop, etc. to have a look around.

Along the way, children sang songs along the street.

Who is a good man? The white robe is the one with a strong character. Since ancient times, loyal soldiers have had a hard time ending up well, and those who have made great achievements are afraid of slander.

Yu Xiaoqiao was a little absent-minded, thinking about the "assassin" that night, and seemed to smell that faint fragrance.

After sending Yu Chuxiao and Yu Xiaomo back to the Prime Minister's Residence, she returned to Shangqingzhai with Yu Chuwan and Feng Zisu.

As the night deepens, the night wind becomes cold.

The dagger light was like a meteor, streaking across the dark prison.

A man in black was nimble and turned the dagger into a thread, waving it like dancing. Wherever he passed, the bailiffs fell to the ground one after another.

Passing through the cell with a rotten smell, walking through the long corridor, rushing through layers of obstacles, finally arrived at this "No. 1" cell.

empty?

There is no one here?

Could it be that the intelligence was wrong?

The man in black leaned over and touched the ground. The sound of his footsteps could be heard faintly. He suddenly sensed the approaching danger and withdrew from the prison.

He swung his arm and threw a dart, extinguishing several dim oil lamps on the cell wall.

Taking advantage of the darkness, they escaped from the encirclement, but were ambushed by archers outside the prison.

With a "whoosh" sound, he was shot in the shoulder, and blood gushed out of the wound, burning the inky black clothes like a raging flame.

The man in black threw a few black fire bombs and was able to escape.

……

The black veil was torn off and thrown at the head of the bed.

The candlelight illuminated the tiny beads of sweat on the snow-white forehead, which flowed down the slender neck and fell onto the slightly raised collarbone.

It shimmers and is sexy and beautiful, like a fine gem.

"Ah" a low growl.

His shoulder trembled slightly, and a dark arrowhead penetrated deeply into his skin, emitting dazzling blood-red gushing out, and his flesh and blood became blurred instantly.

She grasped the arrowhead with her sharp jade fingers and was about to pull it out when the door was suddenly pushed open.

"What's the matter?" Dai Zihan pushed the door open and asked anxiously.

She clutched the arrowhead in her hand, raised her eyes and said, "The intelligence is wrong. The cell is empty."

"If you want to save your mother, be obedient." Dai Zihan's deep eyes swept across Dai Zisan coldly, and suddenly a layer of bloodthirsty chill was cast over them. He slowly walked in front of her, pushed away her hand holding the arrowhead, pressed the arrowhead with one hand, and said sternly.

After he finished speaking, he exerted force suddenly and pulled out the arrowhead. Blood splattered everywhere, and his face was covered in blood red for a moment.

But he stretched out his tongue to lick the blood at the corner of his lips, and raised it slightly, ruthlessly wiping it like a knife.

Unlike his timid appearance in front of others, at this moment his eyes were sharp and his words were stern.

It seems like, another person.

Dai Zishan stared coldly... without saying a word, he poured the strong liquor on the table onto the wound, shaking with pain but without a single scream.

The next day, at the archery range.

Daxin was a empire conquered on horseback, and women also learned archery.

The teacher who taught archery was Mao Xiangran, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

All the princes and princesses, dukes and ladies, stand on one side.

Mao Xiangran stood tall and straight in the front, calm and confident, exuding the majesty of a general, and spoke loudly.

"Riding and archery are the basics of the six arts. They occupy a core position in military training and are even the center of social life. On the battlefield, they are the basis for protecting the family and the country. In peacetime, they are the basis for making a living. Regardless of gender, status, everyone must study hard and practice well!"

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at the target in the distance, her scalp tingling and her heart trembling.

I don't want to use the space to cheat, but I have already forgotten all the basic moves I learned before.

Yu Xiaoqiao accidentally glanced at Dai Zishan. Although she had put on makeup, her face was still pale. She thought that she was just like her, afraid of making a fool of herself in public and was nervous.

Si Wenming walked up to her and whispered, "Don't think about the movements, just think about the bull's eye and shoot boldly!"

When Li Chengqian saw the erected target, he remembered the shame of archery in Lin Yuan. He was about to explode, but suddenly he remembered something. He didn't dare to say anything and tactfully hid aside.

Yu Xiaoqiao took a long breath, sighed slowly, grasped the bow and put the arrow on it, pushed the bow forward and walked back, and with the word "release" in his mind, the arrow flew out and steadily hit the target.

Although she didn't hit the center of the bull's eye, she was able to hit the target, and Yu Xiaoqiao couldn't help but look happy.

But looking at everyone, she regained her composure, and only when Li Lingyan secretly gave her a thumbs up did she stick out her tongue and raised her fist in response.

This scene was adorable, and Si Wenming saw it all.

"I've heard that Princess Xincheng of Yan State is skilled in riding and shooting. Today I'd like to learn a lot from her." Mu Qingyang said loudly, holding an arrow and looking at Dai Zishan.

As soon as he finished speaking, the arrowhead flew out and hit the bull's eye steadily.

Upon hearing this, Dai Zishan smiled awkwardly, hiding a bit of helplessness and bewilderment that was not easily noticed by others.

Yu Xiaoqiao looked at Dai Zishan and couldn't help but frown, with doubts rising suddenly.

During lunch, I heard Chu Caiwei and a few others whispering that someone attacked the Tianlao last night, trying to rescue Qi Tianheng, the Crown Prince of Qi, but was ambushed and escaped with injuries.

On that day, the State of Qi took advantage of Si Wenming's trip to the border to do business and secretly poisoned him in order to exchange for Qi Tianheng.

Although it is not known why the State of Qi attacked Si Wenming, after all, he was only the adopted son of the eldest princess. How could a mere merchant threaten the Emperor of Daxin?

However, the fact that he took such pains shows how important Qi Tianheng is to Qi and Daxin.

Could the Night Raider be among you?

Dai Zihan clenched his fists in his wide sleeves, walked from the east end of the team to Dai Zishan's side, put on a smile on his face, and said timidly: "Zishan is not feeling well today, I'm afraid...you can't shoot well."

No one thought much about it and just focused on their own practice, but when they saw Dai Zihan coming over to help his sister out, they all looked over here.

Mao Xiangran narrowed his eyes and looked at Dai Zishan meaningfully, "Are you so weak that you can't shoot arrows?"

"It's a girl's business, it's okay." Dai Zishan raised her head slightly and smiled brightly.

So, he bent the bow and pulled the string, and the sharp arrow shot out of the air and hit deeply into the center of the target.

However, no one noticed that while she pretended to be relaxed, her fingers were shaking in her sleeves, and a drop of sticky liquid was pumping out from her chest and slowly flowing to her fingertips.

When no one was paying attention, he wiped the blood stains with a handkerchief and held on until the end of the class.