National Beauty

In the martial arts training ground, in addition to the royal father and son and the four princes' bow and arrow master Chu Zhen, Guo Boyan who happened to enter the palace was also there.

Behind his hands, Emperor Xuande saw three children coming here in the distance. He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, his eyes stayed on Song Jianing's face for a moment, and asked Guo Boyan: "That pink girl is your newly recognized daughter? "

Guo Boyan said solemnly: "It is the second daughter of the minister, Jianing, the emperor. She has just entered the mansion. The minister hasn't arranged the grandmother to teach her the rules. Please forgive the emperor for any rudeness."

Emperor Xuande smiled: "Ai Qing said seriously, how can I care about a little girl, but this child has a blessed look, and it is indeed likable."

While talking, the three Guo Xiao had already come close.

"Father!" Princess Duanhui threw into Emperor Xuande's arms with a brilliant smile.

Emperor Xuande hugged lovingly, patted his daughter on the shoulder, and looked at the brothers and sisters of the Guo family.

"Guo Xiao pays homage to the emperor." Guo Xiao led the salute, because he often entered the palace and got acquainted with Emperor Xuande, he didn't have to bow down. Behind the young man, Song Jianing got Guo Xiao's guidance in advance. At this moment, he mustered up his courage to stand on Guo Xiao's right side, a step behind, and then stiffly blessed Emperor Xuande: "The courtier sees the emperor."

The ten-year-old girl's voice was already soft and sweet, and at this time, Miansheng felt awe in her heart, and her voice became lighter, a little pitiful.

Emperor Xuande would not pay too much attention to a little girl and signaled that the two children should be exempted. On the other side of Emperor Xuande, the appearance of Song Jianing, but like a spring breeze, caused ripples among the four princes. The eldest prince is eighteen this year. He is strong and burly, with outstanding martial arts. There is a room in the palace. Beauty will attract him. Beautiful girls are not enough to make him tempted.

The second prince was seventeen years old, and he was equally open to female sex, but like the eldest prince, he was not interested in children.

The third prince Zhao Heng, fifteen this year, is a brother of the eldest prince and his mother. Because of his natural slurs, he was lonely and did not like to be close to others, regardless of male or female. Now let alone a ten-year-old girl, she is a charming and enchanting beauty, and he may not be able to look at it squarely.

Only the thirteen-year-old fourth prince fell in love with the new cousin at a glance. This liking is not a man’s desire to occupy a woman, but a simple affection, just like the Guo Fu Guo Shu brothers in the second room of the Guogong Mansion. After having a beautiful sister, I wanted to say a few more words to her and coax her to smile at myself.

When Emperor Xuande asked Guo Xiao how he had practiced Kungfu, the four princes stayed still, but people secretly winked at Song Jianing.

It's a pity that Song Jianing kept in mind the rule of "you can't look around when you enter the palace", and stood on the side of his stepfather honestly, lowering his eyebrows and not looking at anything. The fourth prince was the youngest prince in the palace. Emperor Xuande was more indulgent and pampered with Yaozi, so the fourth prince was bold, picked up a small stone, and under Guo Boyan’s sharp gaze, accurately threw it to Song Jianing’s feet. side.

Song Jianing was taken aback and looked over in astonishment.

The four princes smiled at her, revealing a few neat white teeth, with a pointed tiger tooth on the left and right sides, which added a bit of naughty to the teenager. The Emperor Xuande’s heavenly court was full of vigor, and the princes and princesses under his knees were all dragons and phoenixes. The four princes had thick eyebrows and big eyes. They were all handsome men who stood out from the crowd. But at this moment, Song Jianing was uncontrollably by the four princes That boy of, attracted all the attention.

The third prince Zhao Heng, the future emperor.

Song Jianing was fortunate to have seen this Qianlong once. She was kneeling numb and lying on the ground embarrassed. From below, she only felt that the emperor's mountains were as tall and majestic, and her face resembled the lingering water of the mountains after the rain. The fog is hazy, and he can only be judged by feeling that he must be handsome and innocent, and he can only vaguely feel the innate elegance and grace of the emperor.

Now, she truly appreciates the demeanor of the three princes. At the age of fifteen, he has not yet grown in size, more like a green cedar tree growing alone in the mountains, slender and tall, independent of the world. The four princes have thick eyebrows and the third princes have beautiful eyebrows and are very handsome and romantic, but his eyes are like clouds, cold and without any emotion, and he glances over lightly, as if there is a cool rain falling in his heart...

A chill swept through his body, and Song Jianing suddenly became sober, and saw that the third prince had looked away, and the glance that was just now was like a dream.

Suddenly, Song Jianing dared not look at anyone, and lowered his head again, not seeing the disappointed face of the Fourth Prince.

The bow and crossbow target is ready, and the prince's exam school is about to begin.

"Father, it's boring, let's take a gamble? Please Master Chu as the bank." Princess Duanhui's voice is clear, how fun it is.

Emperor Xuande smiled dozingly: "Okay, who are you going to bet on to win?"

Princess Duanhui glanced at Guo Xiao, took out a silver ingot from the sachet, and said openly: "I will take cousin Xiao."

"Duanhui, you can go, turn your elbow away, and see if I will bring you a gift in the future." The prince joked loudly as he pulled his bow. Among the princes, he looked the most like Emperor Xuande, and his appearance was majestic. He was the most respected son of Emperor Xuande. He was also the only prince who could enter the Chinese Ministry of Education to listen to political affairs. This shows that Emperor Xuande placed high hopes on his eldest son.

Princess Duanhui chuckled: "The four of you are my emperor brothers. I can't be partial, so I have to bet on my cousin Xiao."

The prince snorted, and Guo Xiao, who was favored, did not see any joy.

Princess Duanhui happily handed the silver ingot to Chu Zhen, master bow and arrow. Emperor Xuande looked at the eldest son and ordered the **** to take out twenty taels of silver and bet on the four princes. Who will win, everyone has an answer in their hearts. Since the emperor deliberately bet wrong, Guo Boyan took out a dozen silver ingots and bet on the prince.

"Who does Jianing think will win?" The daughter was ignorant, but Emperor Xuande wanted to empathize with Guo Boyan's love for a girl, and asked Song Jianing kindly.

Song Jianing hadn't expected that he would participate in it too, facing the emperor Xuande's smiling eyes, he suddenly became at a loss.

Guo Boyan handed his daughter a silver ingot, smiled and calmed down: "Jianing don't need to be nervous, you can hold anyone you want."

Song Jianing took the silver and secretly glanced at the position of the third prince. A total of five people competed, and now there are no two princes and third princes left. Who doesn't want anyone to be optimistic about themselves? If both of them were expecting her affirmation, she would bet on others to offend the two princes, and if they had to choose one of the two, Song Jianing, no matter how stupid, knew she would choose the third prince.

Regardless of the fact that the three princes are not showing up, but he is the future emperor and must not be offended.

"I'm betting on the three princes." There are nobles around, and every look is pressure. Song Jianing blushed and said it, and looked at the third prince in a nervous manner, wanting to see what attitude the other prince was, but saw that the third prince bowed his head to provoke. The bowstring is unheard of. Song Jianing was inexplicably uneasy, what on earth was the third prince thinking? It's too unpredictable without showing the slightest joy or anger.

What is Zhao Heng thinking?

Carelessly sweeping the pink figure in the distance, a bit of deep chill swelled in the depths of his haunting eyes. The entire capital knows that he has oral problems, and knows that "the three princes are mediocre, and they are not good at martial arts." They are the least treated by the emperor. Guo Boyan's stepdaughter chose him to deliberately ridicule him or see him as pitiful and sympathetic he?

He doesn't like any of them.

After the second prince finished shooting, Zhao Heng drew the bow and aimed the arrow, aiming outside the red heart of the target, let go, and the feather arrow shot out, instantly disappearing into the position where the master was aiming. From the right side, the second prince sighed with regret, Zhao Heng's face was expressionless, and when he turned around, he looked at Song Jianing without a trace. Song Jianing was stretching her neck and looking at the target, and found that the third prince had missed the shot. The first prince and the second prince were hitting the bull's-eye. She held her clothes tightly, fearing that the third prince would shoot the worst, he was unhappy.

In Song Jianing's eyes, Emperor Xuande is the old emperor, and the third prince is the little emperor. If the emperor loses, can it be serious?

Zhao Heng retracted his gaze, and in the second round of competition, he continued to aim at the outside of the red heart, but before letting go, a fat girl unexpectedly flashed in his mind as if he was holding his hand nervously. His eyes moved slightly, and Zhao Heng's arm moved down slightly.

With a "swish", the feather arrow hit the bullseye.

"Okay!" The eldest prince who watched the game praised sincerely. As his brother, he naturally hopes that his brother will be brilliant.

Zhao Heng was not surprised, Yu Guang turned to Song Jianing. Song Jianing looked at the third prince's arrow target, very happy, with bright and moist apricot eyes, and the peach blossom-like face seemed more beautiful than the previous moment, brilliant and gratifying. Perceiving that the fat girl was about to look over, Zhao Heng calmly looked away, passing the Emperor Xuande inadvertently.

Xuande Emperor Longyan was calm, and only smiled approvingly after the four princes shot the bullseye.

Zhao Heng is not envious or jealous.

He knew that he was stuttering. As a child, he used to study hard and practice martial arts, hoping to make up for his physical defects with intelligence. The eight-year-old second brother couldn’t solve the problem. The six-year-old he easily dealt with it. After the answer, he looked forward to observing the father. The father really looked happy, but the joy lasted only a few moments, and he was secretly satisfied. At the time, the emperor touched his head and sighed softly: "My son is talented, it's a pity..."

It's a pity to stutter?

But he just can't speak good words, he can do better what other brothers can do, why should father be pity?

He refused. He continued to work hard. At the age of ten, he practiced a hundred steps to pierce Yang. In return, the father and the emperor became indifferent from regret. It was a pity that the second and fourth brothers must add after the concubines praised him. He doesn't like listening, he doesn't need anyone's pity, instead of being pityed, he would rather be a mediocre stutter as they wish.

It is normal for a stuttering prince to be mediocre. They no longer praise him, and they no longer regret him, their ears are pure.

So his homework is mediocre, his martial arts is mediocre, just like now, being able to hit the bullseye is just a fluke in the eyes of the father and the others.

With the third arrow, Zhao Heng hit the bullseye again.

This is the last game. Zhao Heng handed the bow and arrow to the eunuch, and walked aside calmly, his eyes drooping, waiting for his father's comment.

The eldest prince won, and Emperor Xuande smiled and reminded the boss to read more while practicing martial arts. The second prince ranked second, and Emperor Xuande pointed out his son's shortcomings. When he came to the three princes, Emperor Xuande didn’t say anything. In the end, he greatly admired the youngest son who had made great progress. As for Guo Xiao, who was ranked third, Emperor Xuande also encouraged him, and he knew that Guo Xiao deliberately released .

After Emperor Xuande's comment, Princess Duanhui smiled and ran to Guo Boyan: "Uncle, my silver..."

Guo Boyan happily returned her niece's bet, and even scored an extra twelve.

Princess Duanhui left happily, and Guo Boyan distributed the remaining two silver ingots to his little daughter.

"Thank you, father." Song Jianing obediently continued, thinking of the third prince who had the lowest grade, she was still a little worried. Looking at him again, unexpectedly the third prince was also looking at her, and it seemed that she had been staring at her for a long time. Song Jianing panicked, she didn't dare to look at it again, lowered her head, pretending to be serious about filling silver in her purse.

Zhao Heng clearly saw the fat girl's heartfelt worry. It was only at this moment that he was sure that she was so nervous that he won or lost not because of a few silvers, but simply caring about him.

Just, why?