Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 817

The Minister of Rites, Lord Peng, had been busy all day and had not even had time to eat a bite of food before he was summoned to the palace to meet the emperor.

Fortunately, the chief examiner at the shooting range was his good friend. He not only described today’s exciting scene to him with gestures, but also excitedly handed him a record written by Huang Xingyue.

On the importance of personal connections... Lord Peng bowed his head and said, "Your Majesty, I have read it, and I have read it many times."

He was busy, and that was the only recording he had seen. Fortunately, he had seen it, otherwise he would have known nothing about it. How could he have been embarrassed?

Emperor Mingde was in a good mood and asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

Mr. Peng's heart skipped a beat. What was his feeling? Wasn't he just very excited? What else was there to feel?

What does the emperor mean by asking this?

Seeing the sweat on his forehead, Emperor Mingde knew that this person was just watching for fun and didn't see much significance. "In the future, any festival ceremony that your Ministry of Rites prepares can be held according to the standards of today's shooting range."

Mr. Peng: "......"

Your Majesty, would you like to hear what you are saying?

This is the standard of the rifle range!

It’s a famous scene that only happens once in a century. I don’t believe they didn’t rehearse it!

First of all, I need a Shi Yunqi who can control Yang, secondly, I need a Tang Xinghe who can shoot five arrows at the same time, and finally, I need a consort Hai Yan who has a huge reserve of knowledge!

Until now, I don’t even know who Mr. Liang is. Your Majesty, you actually want me to follow this standard in the future?

After a lot of complaints, Lord Peng, who was almost in tears, bowed and said, "Yes, I obey your order!"

The standards are too high, and the work is not easy! Mr. Peng felt that he was getting old prematurely, and it was time to return to his hometown to enjoy his retirement.

Wei family.

The Wei family has no ancestral hall, only a room dedicated to placing ancestral tablets.

At this time, Wei Yu was kneeling in front of his ancestors with his upper body naked, his head hung and his face solemn.

Overall, he did well in the exam today. He scored 10 points in weightlifting, 13 points in archery, 10 points in horseback archery, and 10 points in carbine.

This result is the best in the whole field. If it is any student, his parents will take care of him when he goes home, fearing that he will be tired, injured or sick, and they have to comfort him.

But Wei Zhongshi used family rules and whipped his son.

The whip was very thin and it caused unbearable pain when it hit the body.

Wei Yuzhi just shivered a bit but didn't make a sound.

Wei Zhongshi did not stop and whipped him nine times before asking, "Do you know you are wrong?"

Wei Yuzhi's back was covered with scars, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his fists were clenched tightly, showing that he was enduring an extremely difficult pain.

He lowered his head and replied, "My son knows his mistake."

"Do you know you're wrong?" Wei Zhongshi looked down at his son. "Then tell me, what's your fault?"

"Son... shouldn't be distracted and lose your level." Wei Yuzhi didn't dare to look into his father's eyes.

Wei Zhongshi laughed heartily and whipped his son on the back again, "You are full of lies! You still want to get away with it even after this! I named you 'Zhi' because I hope you can be an upright person. But look at what you are like now? Do you deserve this name?"

Wei Yuzhi only felt that the last whip was not on his back, but on his face.

Wei Zhongshi's eyes were filled with disappointment. "Even though I know you will have to take the martial arts exam next, I still want to use family discipline. Do you know why?"

Wei Yuzhi didn't dare to say a word in reply.