The seventeenth prince had just finished his archery exam in the two disciplines of riding and archery, and was walking to the racecourse. He saw his father, the emperor, looking down with interest on the high platform, and asked the eunuch beside him puzzled, "What's going on? "

The eunuch went to inquire about it and replied, "The emperor asked His Highness the Ninth Highness to compare his archery skills with Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan."

The seventeenth prince's expression became a little subtle.

Two years ago, Rong Ting Thirteen was a blockbuster when he was discussing with the warriors of Fanbang who came to pay tribute.

Since then, his mother has been forcing him to practice archery.

His sins were all because of him.

The seventeenth prince gritted his teeth, stopped his steps, and said, "Don't be in a hurry, I'll go to the racecourse later."

He wants to stay here in the martial arts field and see what will happen to his ninth brother.

The seventeenth prince asked the eunuch beside him, "You said, can he win?"

The eunuch said, "Young Master Xie is famous for his archery skills. His Highness Ninth... I don't think His Highness Ninth has much chance of winning. If you change His Highness the Seventeenth, you may change your career."

The seventeenth prince hooked the corner of his lower lip.

Just now he took the first subject of archery, and got nine points out of ten, first class.

He has been taught by the best teachers for the past two years.

Who is there to teach Rong Ting?

Yan Nanxun even if no one in Dazhao can surpass him, but a Confucian scholar cannot be a master of martial arts.

Furthermore, a disabled person, even if he can be taught by a martial artist, how can he be so powerful?

The seventeenth prince glanced at the archery field.

Although he really wanted to be next to the martial arts field, seeing Rong Ting making a fool of himself.

But the queen mother said that in front of the father, you have to show generosity and tolerance, in order to be better than his elder brothers in the father's heart.

The seventeenth prince endured the urge in his heart and told the eunuch beside him, "Find a hidden location and go to the martial arts field to watch. If you have any news, come and tell me as soon as possible."

first arrow.

"Young Master Liu missed the first arrow, and Young Master Xie and His Highness Ninth both hit the bull's-eye."

The smile on the seventeenth prince's face gradually disappeared.

The second arrow, the third arrow, if the eunuch reported back, it was still the same.

The seventeenth prince suddenly became anxious in his heart. He frowned, and he didn't want to hear that Rong Ting hit the target again.

I am even more afraid of Xie Tongyan's mistakes.

Xie Tongyan also began to be afraid.

The first and second arrows, he still doesn't care.

But the more he went on, the more he realized that the boy in the wheelchair beside him was not a minor character.

He was in a wheelchair and had a low vision; the target was not lowered, and the shot hit

The difficulty of the bullseye, whether it is viewed by an insider or an outsider, knows that it is more difficult than ordinary people.

But compared to the anxious look on his face that was almost dripping with sweat, the young man was always calm.

The long fingers draw the bow, breaking the Changhong.

If he could stand up, what kind of anger would he be?

Xie Tongyan didn't dare to think.

...

It's the ninth arrow.

Xie Tongyan was already a little tired.

For the first time today, he had eight consecutive arrows, all of which were bullseye.

This ninth arrow, don't know if it will work or not.

His shoulders were as heavy as pressing a hill, and he tightened his fingers and released them.

An arrow off the string.

Still a bullseye.

Xie Tongyan breathed a sigh of relief, but more pressure soon followed.

The tenth arrow has not yet landed, and the outcome is still undecided.

The seventeenth prince heard that Xie Tongyan and Rong Ting were both in the ninth high school.

Although he was unhappy, he said, "If there is a tie, it is not called a win, and the royal father may not be satisfied."

On the high platform, Emperor Zhaowu looked at the situation and shook his head, obviously dissatisfied.

What he wants is for Rong Ting to press the others, not a tie, in order to show Liu Gelao and Xie Shoufu a show.

Liu Heguang was indeed the dude in the rumored appearance, but he didn't expect that Xie Tongyan was really good at archery.

In this way, it made him feel that his ninth son was not as stunning as he had imagined.

But at this moment, Xie Tongyan's last arrow went wrong.

He was so tired that his arms couldn't help shaking, and the last arrow veered off the bull's-eye and hit the ring adjacent to the bull's-eye.

Liu Heguang, who had long given up the competition and had been waiting on the side, said "Oops" and slapped Xie Tongyan on the shoulder dissatisfied, "Unfortunately, why did you have a problem with the last arrow?"

Xie Tongyan frowned.

He was in a bad mood when he fell short of success. Hearing Liu Heguang's accusation with complaints, he was impatient with anger, threw the bow heavily on the ground, and shoved Liu Heguang fiercely.

If he hadn't said the wrong thing in front of Emperor Zhaowu, he wouldn't have lost face.

He felt annoyed when he looked at Liu Heguang.

Liu Heguang was also very annoyed, and said angrily: "His last arrow may not be able to do it."

Xie Tongyan glanced at Liu Heguang.

"idiot"

He and Rong Ting compared Nine Arrows, and he knew better than anyone how much Rong Ting's ability was.

Nine arrows down, he is already sweating.

Rong Ting's face did not show the slightest tiredness, and he was always as calm as before.

As if what you hold in your hand is not something that can kill the wild

The beast repelled the enemy's strong crossbow, but a red pen with little weight.

The action of pulling the bow has also been smooth.

Xie Tongyan was so angry that he turned around and left, not wanting to face his failure.

Suddenly I heard the servant say from behind, "Tie Shou, it was His Royal Highness Ninth Tie Shou's last arrow that didn't hit the bull's-eye"

Turnaround.

Xie Tongyan was overjoyed.

Looking back, he froze in place.

A mess.

Rong Ting's arrow later took the place of the arrow he shot into the target.

And his arrow, from the feather to the shaft, was split in two and fell to the ground.

What's the difference between this and shooting into a bull's-eye?

This thing even hits the bullseye.

Rong Ting clings to the bow and slowly puts it down.

He looked back, and there was not a drop of sweat on the jade face, and he smiled lightly: "Senior brother, let it go."

On the high platform, there was the sound of Emperor Zhaowu's hearty laugh.

Originally thought that the two children were equal in archery skills, and thought that the minister's son was on a par with his son, he was slightly unhappy.

But the tie in this situation can no longer suit his heart. Anyone who looks at him can see that his Xiaojiu has the ability to hit a hundred shots.

It's just to save face for Xie Shoufu's son.

Tomorrow, the entire Jinling people will definitely have a lot of discussion about this competition. When the time comes, the words will reach the ears of Liu Gelao and Xie Shoufu, which will not only let them know that the imperial power cannot be provoked, but also save them a bit of face, showing the mercy and compassion of their royal family. tolerant.

Beside Emperor Zhaowu, the eunuch Li Ren heard Emperor Zhaowu's hearty laughter and knew that the emperor was really happy today.

He looked at Rong Ting's figure in the martial arts field, and there was an inexplicable awe in his heart.

Two years ago, when a foreign country came to pay tribute, the thirteen-year-old boy was like a newborn calf, his eyes were full of sharp rays of light, his body was sharp and sharp, he was arrogant, aggressive, and able to win.

Later, his legs were seriously injured, and after returning from Yecheng, he seemed to be a different person.

He originally thought that it was this serious injury that engulfed the ninth prince's edge, making him utterly devastated and rendered useless.

But now, the high-spirited young man is back.

Even compared to the sharp-edgedness of the past, now know that there is room for it.

In the palace, which prince can do this?

The old eunuch who had been in the palace for more than 30 years, looked at the fifteen-year-old Rong Ting, but did not dare to underestimate him.

Beside Emperor Zhaowu, he reminded: "Your Majesty, you just said that the winner will be rewarded."

The seventeenth prince came to Emperor Zhaowu and listened to

When it came to Li Ren, his face became a little ugly.

Li Ren, the old eunuch, has become a human being in the palace.

Treats the empresses in the palaces, and all the princes equally, never favors anyone, and never speaks favorably for anyone in front of his father, but only considers his father. It is the most trusted palace of his father people.

But Li Ren today... is this saying good things for Rong Ting?

The seventeenth prince hated in his heart.

Why did the assassin only mutilate Rong Ting's leg that time? couldn't directly kill Rong Ting!

Emperor Zhaowu was reminded by Li Ren, and immediately smiled and said, "Call those two children here."

Everyone present knew that although this match seemed to be a draw, Rong Ting's archery skills were far ahead of Xie Tongyan.

There is no one miss in a hundred shots, and it is only a thousand miles away from ordinary archery.

Some people who are skilled in archery, who have practiced for a lifetime, may not be able to hit all the shots when they make mistakes.

When Xie Tongyan held the golden leaf given to him by Emperor Zhaowu, his face turned blue with anger.

A handful of golden leaves, a thing for sending children, it is obvious that he is not as good as others.

But instead he knelt down on the ground and thanked him "the emperor's grace is mighty".

Emperor Zhaowu looked at Rong Ting and asked him, "Does Xiao Jiu have the reward you want?"

The sound of the wind swept across the entire battlefield.

The seventeenth prince didn't want to see Rong Ting being rewarded with something too good, so he relied on childish words and said, "Ninth brother has often copied orphaned copies recently. Father, please give ninth brother an easy-to-use red pen."

He didn't dare to appear too self-willed in front of Emperor Zhaowu, so he chased after him, "If the royal father doesn't reward me, I will give it to Brother Ninth myself."

"No need." Rong Ting said, "Now in the flood season in Nanzhang, everything should be simple and not extravagant."

The seventeenth prince choked.

It's not that he didn't hear the rumors in the academy back then, and he even encouraged it.

But Rong Ting's performance in front of his father's emperor today can be regarded as making the rumors thorough and self-defeating.

Emperor Zhaowu was really satisfied, he asked Rong Ting, "Then what do you want me to reward you?"

"My son doesn't want those external things."

Rong Ting said, "My son wants to separate the palace and live alone."

...

According to the practice of the Jokhang royal family, the prince was divided into mansions at the age of sixteen, left the imperial city, and lived outside the palace.

When the prince is established, the other princes will leave Jinling and go to their own fiefs to become vassal.

The seventeenth prince was already stunned.

The queen mother told him two days ago that when Rong Ting returned to the palace, he would find a way to find his fault, imprison him in the palace, and never let him go to Bailu Academy again.

But if Rong Ting was to leave the palace, how could the queen mother find an opportunity to confine him in the palace?

The eyeliner arranged outside the Shouhuai Palace was in vain.

The seventeenth prince hurriedly stopped, "Ninth brother can't change the age to leave the palace."

When Empress Jiahe was away, he didn't know how to deal with it, so he said, "After the ninth brother leaves the palace, the queen mother will be sad."

"I had a leg injury for a year, and it was delayed for a year. I knew that I had missed a lot of homework, so I wanted to go out of the palace to live alone, closer to the academy and my husband. The mother and the queen know the general knowledge and will definitely understand."

Rong Ting glanced at Little Seventeen, and his voice was slow, "Besides, the schoolwork of the Seventeenth brother has always made the mother worry, I really can't bear to be by the mother's side, and having one more me will make the mother more white hair. The son is not unfilial. , I just want to share the worries for my mother."

The seventeenth prince couldn't compare to his eloquence. He heard the thorns in his words, saying that he couldn't keep up with his studies, and he didn't know how to refute it. He clenched his fists and felt uncomfortable.

For Emperor Zhaowu, although it was rare for a fifteen-year-old prince to live in the palace and own his own mansion, it was not too unusual.

He agreed to Rong Ting's request.

...

Everyone in the entire hunting ground was talking about the match just now.

Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan were ridiculed like underdogs.

Only one person was not interested in their discussions, and frowned.

Jiang Rao just watched Rong Ting shoot arrows there.

Everyone else was cheering, but she was frowning.

When Rong Ting rescued her brother last time, he was injured by the rebound of the bow and arrow. Thinking about it, it was only half a year ago.

What if get hurt again this time?

After Emperor Zhaowu left the hunting grounds, Jiang Rao walked to Rong Ting's place, but before taking a few steps, he saw a woman blocking Rong Ting from a distance.

She frowned uncomfortably, and recognized that the back was Shen Xiuying.

...

Shen Xiuying had plucked up the courage to talk to Rong Ting, but she really faced him, thinking of how many people's blood had been on his hands in the past life, she immediately became a little scared.

Seeing Rong Ting wearing a coat on his shoulders, she inexplicably remembered how he took care of Jiang Rao in her previous life, and said softly, "I'm cold."

"It's in the way."

It's not that Rong Ting doesn't understand the style, but he doesn't have the slightest sense of style in his eyes. His eyes are even cold as a blade, "Get out of the way."

Shen Qinying hated to death.

If it weren't for the fact that he would be the emperor of Dazhao in the future, why would she bother to please this cripple?

She bent her lips and smiled, handing a handkerchief forward, very close

He said to Rong Ting in his heart, "You have sweat on your forehead, wipe it off."

"You must be tired." She showed the greatest tenderness.

Rong Ting didn't answer, his face was full of impatience.

"There's something on your face that should be wiped."

Shen Xiuying was stunned for a moment, and touched her face, "What is there?"

"ugly."

After Rong Ting finished speaking, he left without showing any emotion.

Leaving Shen Xiuying in place, her face was extremely embarrassed, and she threw the handkerchief to the ground angrily.

Rong Ting walked to Jiang Rao.

Compared with the sullen and thorny him just now, he seems to have changed his personality and become obedient.

He drooped his eyes and looked soft and weak.

Somehow, when Jiang Rao saw that he ignored Shen Xiuying who had troubled her, the displeasure in her heart dissipated.

But when she saw that something was wrong with Rong Ting, she frowned worriedly, wrote in his palm and asked him, "What's wrong with you?"

However, Rong Ting held the hand she wanted to take away after writing.

He held her warm little hand, raised his eyes, and said pitifully, "I'm cold."

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【Weekend Welfare】Parallel Time and Space]

September is still hot.

Friendship Games between the two schools.

A figure on the basketball court almost attracted the attention of everyone present.

There are only two minutes left until the end of the game.

The score was tightly suppressed at 38:10.

There was no suspense about the outcome, but everyone was staring at the boy in the red jersey on the field.

last minute.

41:10.

The last thirty seconds.

44:10.

The boy's last dunk 3-pointer and the dust-settled victory triggered a frenzy of cheers from the audience, and he won in one hit!

The girls screamed, Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan walked back from the venue, but they were very disdainful, "It's not good luck."

After Rong Ting finished playing, he didn't even look at the score, as if the outcome had nothing to do with him.

The students of No. 2 Middle School looked at his back and seized the opportunity to ask, "Who is that?"

Liu Heguang and Xie Tongyan seized the opportunity.

"That is the adopted son of the Rong family. He was adopted when he was eight years old. Don't think he is a good thing. I heard that when the school started, the class was charging for class fees, and the money was almost lost. Did you steal it..."

"He stole it."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

One was hit on the head.

When turned around, saw the head of the class.

The two immediately shrank their necks.

From the angle of death looking up from the bottom up, the little girl's delicate and fair face is still as beautiful as a 3D doll.

Jiang Rao held two cans of mineral water in her hand and knocked each of them hard again.

"The collected money was collected by the secretary of the Communist Party of China and put it at home, but he forgot to bring it back. It has nothing to do with him."

"Just now our school scored 44 points, and 36 points were all his. Without him, we would have lost. What's the use of asking you guys."

Jiang Rao held the mineral water in her hand and swayed it in front of the sweaty ones, but finally took it away, "I won't give you the water, let you slander others and keep it for the hero."

Jiang Rao looked up and looked for Rong Ting's figure.

In the southwest corner of the basketball court, I saw the lonely figure of the boy leaning against the wall.

He seemed to be looking this way too, but just at this moment he withdrew his gaze.

In the shadows, the lines of the profile face are beautiful and not feminine.

When Jiang Rao first entered the classroom, he was the first person to see him.

A person is sitting in the corner of the last row, lying on the table and sleeping, tilting his head, so that people can see the side face.

At that time she thought he was beautiful.

A year has passed, and think he looks beautiful.

No matter where you go, you feel like you are shooting a pictorial every minute.

What's the tag on the pictorial # Qing Leng Xue Ba##高 Yanzhi Xue God##School Uniform Gentleman##Campus Male God#'s tags are not against harmony.

It's just that the bruises and wounds that often appear on his body, the habit of being late and leaving early, the habit of not seeing people when he returns to the exam, and the personality that is out of tune with others make him not close to good students.

Jiang Rao walked towards him with two bottles of mineral water, but her footsteps stopped.

Someone walked up to him earlier than she did.

Shen Xiuying held a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Rong Ting, a little shy, "Here you are, you must be very tired and thirsty."

Rong Ting looked at her coldly and did not pick it up.

Shen Xiuying's hand holding the mineral water bottle is a little tight, "Then can you open the bottle cap for me? I'm thirsty and want to drink water, but I'm too weak."

Rong Ting had no patience, "Go ahead 500 meters and turn left. The water in the lake in the center of the school is enough for you to drink."

Shen Qinying's face collapsed and she ran away in anger.

Jiang Rao looked at him as if he was in a bad mood, so she didn't really want to join in the fun.

Bad mood after winning the ball.

Weird.

she muttered.

But looking at Shen Xiuying's back as she walked away angrily, she was inexplicably in a good mood.

She didn't talk to him until half a year later, and now it's more than a year before she can be considered closer.

If others can easily approach him, she thinks that she has a problem.

Her roommate beckoned to her.

Jiang Rao ran over.

"Little squad leader."

His voice was low and hoarse.

He lowered his head and was a little closer in height to the little girl who was one head away from him.

He also looked a little tired, "I'm tired."

"In exchange for thirst."

Jiang Rao immediately handed the mineral water in her hand forward.

"The wrist hurts too."

squeamish.

But thinking about the score he just got by himself.

Jiang Rao helped him unscrew the bottle cap of the mineral water.

Rong Ting suddenly stretched out his hand and took away the bottle of orange juice that she had put in the school uniform pocket and dropped one by one in the huge pocket of the school uniform pocket.

To be precise, she drank half of it, leaving only half a bottle of orange juice.

"Eh? Don't you like sweets?"

"I have low blood sugar."

"But this drink..." Jiang Rao frowned, "It's too sweet."

And...she drank.

"Um."

Rong Ting had already gulped down a few gulps along the bottle cap, lowered his eyes, and kept staring at her with a gloomy gaze.

Adam's apple rolling.

"It's too sweet," he said.