Born of Worry

In the sixth year of Dayin calendar 230, in the autumn of the third year of Jian'an, on August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

According to the old calendar, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a three-day national holiday, and there is no curfew. People and officials can enjoy themselves, offering sacrifices to the moon and admiring lanterns, which is very lively.

But this morning, the people of the capital flocked to the outskirts of the city one after another, because there was going to be a special competition there today - Jian Wang Li Kuang and the newly appointed Left General Lin Ruxuan would compete here.

Tickets for the racetrack are sold out.In addition to reserving seats for some necessary officials, the remaining tickets are sold to local people, and there is no restriction on buying tickets. Whether you are a merchant or a pawn shop guy, you only need to take out twenty copper coins to get a ticket. Tickets, but the only condition is that the number is limited, first come first served.

In order to prevent the people from losing their heads because of watching the game, the emperor specially arranged for the Royal Guards here to maintain order, and also collected materials from the local area. Pass it on to the common people, so that those who can't get tickets, even if they can't have a good eye, can also have a good ear.

The racecourse was full of seats, and even Lin Shangshu, an old antique, had arrived, and he was arranged in the best position besides the emperor and the Supreme Emperor, surrounded by six Shangshu.The meaning of the emperor is also very obvious: don't you look down on the little general, so let you take a good look at his demeanor.

King Jian has already entered the arena, and Lin Ruxuan and Lin Ruxuan are on both sides of the arena. King Jing Li Ling has also arrived, sitting in the stands talking to his parents and sisters, and the people who have grabbed the tickets are also sitting one by one. There are still vacant seats... The emperor and Yu Wang are left.

At this time, there was a commotion at the entrance of the arena, following the shrill voice of the little eunuch, the guarding soldiers knelt down in unison: "Welcome Your Majesty——"

The guard of honor of His Majesty the Emperor has already entered, the leader is riding a black horse, wearing black clothes, black hair and black eyes, it is actually Mo Wen.

The Dayin Dynasty advocated black, and only noble royals could afford black. For the common people in the city, although this man was born in black, he was dressed in black, which showed his high status.

Mo Wen got off his horse and helped Li Xian get down from the dragon chariot. The young emperor was dressed in a black and red dragon robe, and the lifelike black dragon seemed to soar into the sky.With a smile on his face and fluttering clothes, his handsome appearance actually caused the audience to exclaim - there are men and women, old and young.

Behind the dragon chariot is King Yu's team. Compared with him, he is much more low-key, and he can't steal the emperor's limelight, right?

Li Ye came here on horseback... In fact, he had always hitched a ride with the emperor, and only got out of the car to ride at the gate. After all, it was nothing to fight behind the scenes, and etiquette must be taken into account on the surface, especially the emperor's family.

The three of them walked up to the stands, looking for King Jing and the Supreme Emperor, and the whole family got together.

The master of ceremonies came over to inquire, and Li Xian nodded. The match had just begun.

The competition items were determined by Jian Wang and Lin Ruxuan themselves. They were originally divided into three items, but Li Xian suddenly said that one item should be left for him to decide, but he didn’t say what it was. The two didn’t know what was sold in the emperor’s gourd Yao also bit the bullet and agreed, only hoping that the little emperor would not let them hug and kiss in public and take off their clothes on a whim.

The first two items in the competition are archery and close combat. It can be said that these two items have tested almost all of the martial arts practitioners.Archery is divided into two rounds, fixed shooting and riding shooting. Fixed shooting is ten arrows per person, each with one target, and the one with the highest sum of the number of rings is the winner.

Before the opening, I don't know who yelled "bet" first, and the people came to bet one after another to bet on winning or losing. The gold was bet on Lin Ruxuan.

Of course, King Yu also had to come to join in the fun, betting 50 taels of gold on Lin Ruxuan, King Jing, Taishanghuang, and the six ministers also bet one by one, even Lin Xingzhi's old antique borrowed money to bet on it. At first, the atmosphere reached a climax.

When everything was settled here, the master of ceremonies presided over the opening of the game. King Jian made a "please" gesture to Lin Ruxuan, who also nodded unambiguously, and opened his bow and arrow, hitting the bull's-eye.

Cheers came from the stands, and Li Kuang shot an arrow, which also hit the bull's-eye.

In fact, this kind of archery is not difficult for the two of them. At best, it is a warm-up. In the blink of an eye, nine arrows have been fired, and they all hit the bull's-eye. , It is true that an arrow that was shot before was knocked off.

As soon as the arrow fell to the ground, he knew he was going to lose this round. Sure enough, the next moment, Li Kuang showed a smile like a little emperor when he was thinking about it, put on the arrow, and pulled the bowstring——

The strength of this arrow is obviously much weaker than that of the previous ones, and it is obviously not for shooting the target, but lightly and delicately penetrated into the cluster of arrows, sank into the gap in the center, and stopped moving.

Li Kuang cupped his fists: "Accept."

Lin Ruxuan smiled wryly, but he didn't care about it, and said, "Congratulations to Your Highness, King Jian, Your Highness has won this round."

The voice of the master of ceremonies sounded in the audience. It could be said that some people in the auditorium were happy and some were worried. Li Xian sat there with his hand on his chin, and an imperceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is just the beginning, and it is still unknown who will win the game.

His eyes were not on the field, but on the ministers in front. It has to be said that the position of the emperor was chosen very delicately. He was not at the front desk where he could see the most clearly, but at the back of the middle. Chen, behind him is his family, and the Supreme Emperor Li Zhang is behind him, stroking his beard, showing admiration for the youngest son, it seems that he has not taught in vain in those years.

Looking at it now, this match was definitely not the little emperor's whim, he would definitely do something during or after the match - sure enough, as if to confirm the Supreme Emperor's thoughts, Li Xian called the nearest little eunuch, After whispering something to him, the little eunuch quietly ran to the household department and asked for something back without attracting anyone's attention.

Li Xian took the few pages, which were the list of bettors and the amount of money just now. Mo Wen looked at him and secretly played a trick so that others would automatically ignore the emperor's actions.

The next game is still archery, but the difficulty has increased a lot. Not only do you have to shoot arrows on horseback, but you also need to shoot living creatures—flying birds, ten in total. I can't afford to lose face.

Li Xian didn't like to look at these bloody things, so he lowered his head and concentrated his mind on the few pages in his hand. After reading for a long time, he narrowed his eyes slightly. It's a bit dangerous.Li Ye couldn't help feeling a little terrified beside him, the little emperor was going to punish him.

"Zhao Tiao... looking for a draw? The name has some meaning, why didn't I notice it before..."

Li Ye has already begun to mourn for the "Xiangchao" lord.

"Hmm...Lin Gudong only bet 100 taels of silver?"

The little eunuch next to him said softly, "Your Majesty, the 100 taels was borrowed from someone for forty taels to make up the whole thing."

"Oh... why is his family so poor?"

"Although Mr. Shang Shuling has been an official for three dynasties, he is a rare and honest official. I heard that his house has not been repaired for more than ten years, and there are leaks everywhere."

Li Xian nodded, continued to look down, and couldn't help saying "huh": "Why is there still a bet from General Wei Heng? Isn't he guarding the southern border? He's back?"

"Uh... Back to Your Majesty, General Tianwei went back to the capital a few days ago, saying he was visiting his mother, and happened to hear about it, so..."

"He's back to Beijing?" Li Xian curled his lips, "This old Wei is really getting more and more disobedient. He used to fool me with 'the general's life will not be accepted', but now it's fine. Dare to return to Beijing. What about others? Are they still in the capital?"

"I guess they've already gone back..."

"He ran fast. I'm afraid I will punish him. Hmm... he was remanded to Lin Ruxuan? Isn't my elder brother going to die of anger?"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation from around, Li Xian raised his head in a daze, only to see an arrow still wearing the shot dead bird flying towards him.

In fact, His Majesty the Emperor had expected this situation a long time ago. After all, the birds are unsatisfactory. Once they are released, they may fly to nowhere. In order to avoid accidents, he has already arranged many soldiers with good skills in the stands. Just in case, he didn't arrange anyone on his side, he felt that Mo Wen, the bodyguard, was there anyway, and who was so blind to shoot arrows at the emperor's side?But he only forgot one thing, one of the two contestants was his elder brother...

Li Xian wasn't too scared, and when he looked down the stage, he saw Li Kuang looking at him—probably because he was dissatisfied that he didn't watch him play—so he rolled his eyes and said to himself that you are really my big brother.

Here Mo Wen has stood up, almost no one saw how he moved, he had already caught the flying arrow in his hand, he pulled out the arrow, threw the bird to the guard, and then Looking at the arena, there was a quiver in the center of the arena for holding arrows. Without even thinking about it, he raised his hand and gently threw the arrow down——

The arrow seemed to have eyes, and a few somersaults were thrown into the quiver, um, it was still hollow.

Such a long distance... I don't know how this guy did it. The crowd was already dumbstruck, and it took a long time before there was a burst of thunderous applause.

Li Xian rested his chin, looked at his back, couldn't help curling his lips, thinking that this man looks like two hundred and five, but... he is so fucking handsome.

The counting of the audience has been completed, Lin Ruxuan shot six, Li Kuang four, which means that the two are even in the field of archery.

The warm-up match is over, and the next step is the highlight—tsk, who blocked my view... Li Xian raised his head dissatisfied, but saw Mo Wen's tall figure enveloped him, and the stupid dragon sat next to him: "What didn't you do just now?" Scared?"

"Hey, that's my elder brother calling for my attention. He's not afraid of hurting me by mistake. I have nothing to be afraid of."

Li Ye ignored the two people's flirting, and focused all his attention on the man in the audience. The young general was dressed in white soft armor, holding a long spear in his hand, straddling a fine horse, and looking heroic. Sassy and martial arts are extraordinary.

The war horse suddenly let out a long cry, and galloped like flying. The general's black hair tied behind his head was blown up by the wind, and the silver spear drew a beautiful and sharp arc.

The figures of the two intertwined on the field, the collision of weapons sent out a clear and exciting scream, the baptism of light and shadow, the test of strength and skill, the contest of courage and wisdom, and the confrontation to the extreme in the sway of sweat.

Lin Ruxuan reined in his horse, his hair band had been cut by the wind, his black hair was hanging wantonly, and there was a bloodstain on his shoulder, but his eyes were extraordinarily hot, like a trapped animal in a cage had obtained the long-awaited freedom.

Li Kuang's image was also a bit embarrassed, with a few bloodstains on his body, but there was unabashed admiration for the young man in front of him in his eyes.

"Isn't it... It's a tie again?" Li Ye gritted his teeth, "Brother, it's true. Didn't you agree to exchange ideas, why did you still bleed?"

He only cared about the field, and didn't notice the envy in his younger brother's eyes.

At this time, the little emperor suddenly had an idea in his mind: These two people are definitely not caged things in the arena. If one day they get the chance, they must be allowed to fight in the sky like eagles.