Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Ning was not lazy. Riding and archery is not like memorizing. Riding for a long time will make your butt hurt. Drawing the bow and shooting arrows is also a physical job. There are still five days before the competition. If he rides and practices archery every day, it is not certain whether he can lift his arms by then. How can he compete with others?

"We can't not train..." Wanyan Yan thought about it and said, "Then practice less, two hours a day..."

Sharpening the spear before the battle, even if it is not fast, it will be bright. Tang Ning rode a horse for an hour every day, practiced archery for an hour, dragged his tired body back to the tent, took a comfortable hot bath, and lay on the bed, and didn't want to move at all.

Wanyan Yan walked in from outside, sat by the bed, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Tang Ning lay on the bed, dragged out the tail tone and said, "Tired..."

"Let me massage you..." Wanyan Yan said, and a pair of hands had already pressed on his shoulders.

Tang Ning subconsciously wanted to refuse, but her massage was so comfortable. After a tiring day, being able to enjoy such a massage, all the pores on his body would relax.

He closed his eyes and whispered, "Thank you, thank you..."

Including Zhao Man, he has already enjoyed massages from two princesses. Lan Lan is also a princess. Will there be a day in the future when Zhao Man, Li Tianlan, and Xiao Manniu will massage him together... Tang Ning thought absentmindedly and fell asleep unknowingly.

Wan Yanyan helped him massage his shoulders, and soon, she slowly pounded his back, with a focused and serious look.

Tang Ning slept very comfortably. When he opened his eyes, he was still lying prone. He turned over and found Wan Yanyan lying on the bed, and she was also asleep.

He looked at Wan Yanyan, and a trace of doubt appeared on his face.

Before he fell asleep, he vaguely remembered that Wan Yanyan sat on the bed, massaging his shoulders and pounding his back.

This was not her style. She would never be so gentle in the past. She would only drag him up and fight for three hundred rounds.

Wanyan Yan was lying on the bed, leaning sideways, her eyelashes trembling slightly. As Tang Ning watched her closely, she found that the little girl was actually quite attractive.

When she first met her, the wild beauty on her body had become restrained, and she seemed not so wild anymore.

After all, she became the Khan. The little girl that Tang Ning could beat with one hand before, now couldn't take advantage of her even if she tried her best.

Tang Ning sat up from the bed. It seemed that the movement was too big and affected her. Wan Yanyan suddenly woke up, looked at him, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked: "Does your arm still hurt? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Tang Ning was a little uncomfortable with the sudden tenderness and thoughtfulness of the little girl. Tang Ning looked at her and asked: "Do you have anything to ask of me?"

Wan Yanyan shook her head and said confusedly: "No..."

There is no love without reason, nor is there hatred without reason. Without reason, how could the little girl be so good to him and serve him like a maid...

Tang Ning looked at her, and suddenly a look of realization appeared on his face, and he said: "I know..."

Wan Yanyan looked at him and asked in confusion: "What do you know?"

Tang Ning looked at her and asked: "Are you not going to pay back the hundreds of taels of silver you owe me?"

"..."

Wan Yanyan was speechless after what Tang Ning said, which showed that she was indeed aiming for the silver.

Her tribe was so poor that she couldn't expect her to come up with hundreds of taels of silver, but she couldn't repay debts with her body.

It was only natural to pay back debts.

If she couldn't pay back the money, she would do a certain amount of physical labor. Others' massages cost a few cents each time, but she was a princess, so Tang Ning charged her ten taels of silver. Even so, she still owed him dozens of massages.

If she added the food Tang Ning gave her, the cost of his advice and the cost of taking risks to participate in the competition, she would have to serve him tea and water, massage his back and shoulders for the rest of her life to pay him back.

Of course, Tang Ning was not a stingy person, so these were free services given to her...

Wanyan Yan seemed to agree with this way of repayment, and she massaged his arms, which were a little sore from pulling the bow, with moderate strength.

Tang Ning was enjoying her massage, and suddenly heard the sound of knife handles colliding in his ears.

He and Wanyan Yan looked at each other and immediately ran out of the tent.

On a grassy field not far from Tang Ning's tent, Lao Zheng and the middle-aged woman once again entered into a chopping match. Tang Ning once again took out a handful of melon seeds from his arms and gave half to Wan Yanyan. The two squatted on the grass and watched.

Their fighting style was still so simple and rough. This time, the middle-aged woman lasted longer under Lao Zheng's hands, because Tang Ning and Wan Yanyan had eaten all the melon seeds, and they had not yet decided the winner.

In the end, Lao Zheng was more skilled, because during a chopping match, the scimitar in the middle-aged woman's hand was chopped off.

Old Zheng looked at the butcher knife full of gaps with some regret, and bowed to the middle-aged woman and said: "Sorry, I'm giving in again..."

Wan Yanyan ran over and asked in surprise: "Master, why are you here?"

The middle-aged woman looked at her and said: "Arrange a big tent for me. I will stay here temporarily these days."

Wan Yanyan nodded and said: "I will ask someone to arrange it..."

Watching Old Zheng and the middle-aged woman fight is just for fun. The two of them hacked and hacked at each other, without any artistry.

He still likes to watch Tang Yaoyao and Xiaoxiao sparring. Those moves and actions are so good that those who don't know would think it's a dance.

As soon as he returned to the tent, Lao Zheng's figure flashed in, looked at him, and asked: "Besides having no sword is better than having a sword, having no sword in your hand but having a sword in your heart, what else did the old beggar say?"

One of the essences of human beings is indeed the fragrance, and even Lao Zheng is not immune to it.

Wan Yanyan's master was able to gain an extra quarter of an hour under his command in just two days. This was enough to prove that what the old beggar said was right. The other party realized something from it. The stubborn old Zheng obviously did not. Realize the mystery in that sentence.

Tangning thought for a while and said, "He also said that since he has no desires and desires since the palace, he will practice Qigong faster..."

…

Internal fighting broke out in Heiman, and Chen Chu temporarily suspended his troops, allowing the Sushen people to have a brief respite.

During this period of time, things were not peaceful within the various tribes of Sushen. The three forces competed with each other, one ebbing and the other ebbing. Up to now, the fourth princess had completely overshadowed the eldest prince and the third prince, and became the subordinate of the Khan. The first sweat.

Many people believe that if there are no accidents, the Khan, who has been ill for a long time, will soon pass the position of Khan to her.

However, at this critical juncture, another competition to recruit a son-in-law came up, making the situation even more complicated and confusing.

Wanyan Department, the main department, is a tent covering an extremely large area.

A burly middle-aged man took a big bite of the leg of lamb, drank a few sips of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth, and asked, "How are the arrangements for the fourth princess going?"

A person stepped forward and said: "Back to Khan, the eldest prince and the third prince are very enthusiastic about this matter, and the preparations are almost complete."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head again, looked at the middle-aged man, and hesitated: "Khan really wants to watch them fight like this?"

Wanyan Khan looked energetic and did not appear to be bedridden as rumored. He grabbed the mutton and took another bite. He said, "You don't understand. Only by fighting each other can wolf cubs become the best." Hunter…”