Ninefold Purple

Song Moxun looked around and saw Dong Qi, the eldest son of Guang Enbo.

He is slender and handsome, wearing a phoenix-winged helmet, a blue-woven golden cloud silk skirt, fish-scale leaf armor, and full military uniform, which is quite powerful.

The prince looked at the gray armor on his body, and wondered: "You are..."

He bowed his head slightly, and said respectfully: "I will also participate in the riding and shooting in Qiuwei this year."

Dong Qi took a job in the Jinwu Guard. [

The prince nodded.

Shen Qing smiled and looked around Dong Qi: "Your armor is not bad."

Empress Shen was born in a humble family, and the Shen family was enshrined as a marquis because of her relatives.The honorable children in the capital didn't take Shen Qing seriously, so Shen Qing didn't like to live with those honorable children.But there are two exceptions.One is Song Mo - he treats people a little indifferently, treats everyone the same, so Shen Qing has nothing to complain about.One is Dong Qi - he is good-looking and friendly with everyone, and the relationship between Shen Qing and him is much better than ordinary people.

"This is specially ordered for me from Tianzhou," Dong Qi said with a smile, "If you like it, I will order one for you tomorrow."

The armor produced in Tianzhou, Guangxi has always been used in the army. It is very troublesome for Shen Qing to get one, but for his father, Dong Qi, who is in charge of the Guangxi Guards, it is very troublesome. It was a piece of cake.

Shen Qing was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said bluntly: "Then I'd rather be respectful than obedient!"

The prince frowned slightly.

Talking and laughing with Shen Qing, Dong Qi, who didn't seem to pay attention to the prince, said with a smile: "I ordered this secretly under the banner of my father, so don't let it slip."

The prince's complexion improved a lot when he heard that.

Gu Yu pouted while watching.

Song Mo glanced at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu immediately resumed his previous respect.

Only Shen Qing knew nothing.Before he got it, Huijia was worried: "Then what should I say?"

Gu Yu looked up at the sky.

Dong Qi smiled narrowly and said, "Let's just say I got it from Song Da."

The crown prince, Shen Qing and Gu Yu were all stunned.

Song Mo said "yes" lightly.

He was serious, and abruptly made the scene more serious, without any sense of ridicule.

Shen Qing couldn't help groaning: "Heavenly gift, you can't order it casually? No wonder everyone calls you Song Da." [

The prince laughed.

A group of young men in rich clothes came together through the sergeants who were about to patrol.

They are all descendants of the noble family.Because of Qiuwei, I am not as rigid as usual.

Everyone saluted the prince one after another.

The prince greeted them warmly.

Everyone's name is remembered, and everyone's situation is known.The content of the conversation included "I heard that your wife was injured and retired, is she better?", "Are you still used to working in the Jinwu Guard?" A look like a spring breeze.

Song Mo glanced at Gu Yu.

Gu Yu giggled at Song Mo.

Everyone supported the prince and went to the prince's tent.

Only Gu Yu and Dong Qi were left in Song Mo's tent.

The three of them stood together.

Seven or eight young sergeants in fat jackets, chain mail waists and swords walked towards this side: "Is this the camp of the British prince? We are the right post and the right post of the Fifth Army Battalion. We are called to participate this year." Qiuwei’s riding and shooting, I’m here to pay a visit to the British prince.” The speaker’s eyes turned around among the three, and finally fell on Dong Qi, “I’ve heard that the British prince is a young hero. See you. It really lives up to its reputation..."

Before the man could speak, Dong Qi's face turned white and red, and was about to say something when someone shouted "Song Zishi" loudly, suppressing Dong Qi's voice. "You seem to have grown a little taller than last year. This year, my old Yin is not qualified to participate in the riding and archery in Qiuwei. I brought a few juniors to say hello to you. Be careful, don't take the emperor's Jinwu guard The deputy commander lost." The person who spoke was eight feet tall, full of flesh, trembling as he walked, and as strong as a bear, he laughed loudly, and followed behind him. Five or six young people who are in high spirits because they are full of ambition.

His name is Ma Youming.He is the son of Ma Yichao, the general soldier of Xuantong, and works in the Shenshu Camp.Four years ago, Qiuwei won the first place, but the nine-year-old Song Mo became the focus of everyone's attention, and his first name was left alone.In the second year, he lost to Song Mo by a single arrow.Once again, he was regarded; in the third year, he was second again.

How could he compete with these young people for ranking this year when he was promoted to the deputy general of the God's Pivot.

Seeing Gu Yu, Ma Youming laughed and said, "Little girl, you are following the son to watch the fun again!"

Gu Yu was so angry that his face was distorted, and he jumped up and cursed, swearing, and stunned the beating men in the barracks.

Ma Youming pretended not to hear it, and went straight forward to salute Song Mo, grabbed a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy behind him, and said, "Master, this kid is Jiang Yi, the son of the commander of the Dengzhou Guard. Based on his academic background, our Shenshu camp is counting on him to win the championship."

Song Mo returned the gift, smiled and nodded at Jiang Yi.

The person who was talking to Dong Qi before was a little dazed, and after a while, he opened his eyes and looked at Song Mo: "You, you are the son of the British government."

Song Mo nodded.

Ma Youming had already embraced Song Mo's shoulder: "It's rare for us to meet, let's go drink in your tent." He walked past Dong Qi with a downcast look. [

The people of the Fifth Army Battalion were blown up.

"How can you be so young?"

"Really? Look at him like that. I'm afraid he has never done heavy work before. How could he get the first place?"

"Youth make heroes!"

Dong Qi's face was gloomy, as if it was about to rain, and he quietly left Song Mo's tent.

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For the next two consecutive days of hunting, Song Mojiao just watched the battle from the sidelines. It was not until the third day of the arrow riding competition that he changed his uniform and appeared on the school grounds.

Song Mo's mount Fit is a thousand-mile horse, and he has an innate advantage. He won the No. 2 in equestrianism without any doubts and no doubts about the results of the No. 1 three horses.

Archery begins.He was in the final round.

At the other end, stood Dong Qi.

He smiled and nodded at Song Mo calmly, but his eyes were as cold as frost.

Song Mo smiled and focused on archery.

soon.The servant blew the horn.

Game start.

At the beginning, Song Mo was very steady, and the arrow hit the target.But later on.The more mistakes he made, and an arrow that barely hit the target, he was afraid that he would miss if he lost his mind for a moment.

Everyone in the stands couldn't help but let out a "huh", sat up straight, and watched the school field nervously, including the emperor, British Duke, and Guang Enbo.

Song Mo may also feel that his condition is not good, he did not continue to shoot.Instead, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before he raised his bow and stretched his strings.

The next few arrows were well shot.

Even so, Song Mo came in second.

Dong Qi ranked first.

After Song Mo, he is the second son of the No. 60 noble family in 1 years.

Jiang Yi ranked third.

Jiang Yi looked at Song Mo.It's a pity for him that Song Mo only lost one shot to Dong Qi.

And Dong Qi stood there majesticly, his brows could not hide his high spirits, and his father's words sounded in his ears: "...I used to not let me participate in the riding and shooting in Qiuwei because you were not sure of defeating Song Mo. Go and participate." The riding and shooting in Qiuwei is just a stepping stone for Song Mo. This time is different. An accident happened to the Jiang family, and Song Mo cannot be unaffected. Can you win the championship? Can you beat Song Mo in one fell swoop? It all depends on you It's over!"

Now, he finally stood in front of Song Mo.

But the emperor roared angrily from the stands: "Bring that little bastard Song Mo in. How did he compete? I can shoot better than him with my eyes closed..."

Song Mo was called in.

"Stinky boy. What are you doing at home these days?" The emperor's voice echoed deafeningly in the school grounds, "What are you doing these days? Do you know that you lost the deputy commander of the Jinwu Guard?"

Song Mo admitted his mistake in a low voice.

There was silence inside and outside the school grounds.

The emperor would scold the prince, the king of Liao, Wang Yuan, and even the empress, but he never scolded the cabinet ministers, Mr. Hou Bogong, but this time.But he scolded Song Mo.

All eyes fell on Song Mo enviously.

Dong Qi was dumbfounded.

What's the use of him getting No.1?

At this moment, what the emperor cares about, and what the princes and ministers see, is Song Mo.

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On the way back, Song Yichun and his son were in the same carriage.

"Why don't you discuss such a big matter with me?" He was anxious and angry, his face flushed red, "If the emperor thinks that I instigated you to test the emperor, can our father and son get out of our arms today? You are also 13 years old, why are you still acting like a three-year-old child, ignorant!"

Song Mo smiled apologetically at his father.

Song Yichun sighed, and said: "It will never be like this again, you know? If something happened to your uncles, we should help, but we can't let our house in. There must be a limit to everything..." All the way back to the British government.

As soon as he stepped into the door of the upper room, he heard Jiang's suppressed crying.

Jiang's family has always been strong.

Both Song Yichun and Song Mo tensed up, and quickly walked into the upper room.

Jiang lay down on the concubine's couch, weeping like a gossamer, and the maids and daughter-in-law who served her closely were also weeping heartbroken.

Hearing the movement, she raised her head, and the tears fell more urgently: "Third Brother, he died of illness!"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Song Mo's ears were buzzing, and it took him a long time to hear the sounds around him clearly.

The third uncle who is said to be a think tank has passed away, and there is no one to pass on the torch.What will the Jiang family do if the fifth uncle who only knows how to eat, drink and play is left behind?What about those young disciples who were exiled to Tieling Guard along with the third uncle?

In a trance, he heard his father's slightly hesitant voice: "Look, do you want Tianci to go to Liaodong? Go to the Liao King on the pretext of going to the funeral, and ask him to take care of the fifth brother?"

The Jiang family boys over five years old were all exiled to Tielingwei, and everyone else followed Mrs. Mei back to their hometown, and there was no one who could help the coffin!

Jiang looked at her husband gratefully, and nodded emphatically.

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