little emperor of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 113
San Niangzi is undoubtedly one of the few great women in Mongolian history. When the Mongolian grassland tribes were disintegrated, she maintained the unity and stability of the grassland tribes by herself. Zhu Changluo believes in this Very accurate.

In San Niangzi's mind, the tranquility of the grassland is compared with Mengren's blessings and Lalik, who is not even a dog. Not even a dog.

There was already a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Rick would surely die!

A murderous cold light flashed in Zhu Changluo's deep eyes, which made the third lady very upset.

She has made too many unavoidable choices in her life, and each choice made her feel like walking on thin ice, like facing an abyss.

That childish person back then forced himself to make a choice, how similar today's scene is to that day more than ten years ago...

The original self chose to be perfect, because to be perfect for him is to be perfect for himself.

Whether he knows it or not, no matter what he wants, as long as he wants it, Zhong Jinhatun can do it!
Staring at Zhu Changluo in a daze, as if looking at that person, his eyes turned from bitterness to firmness.

"This is a big matter, Wang Jia allows me to think about it for a few days."

"This is natural. I believe Madam will carefully consider the conditions proposed by Xiao Wang. Whether the Mingmeng peace agreement can continue to be implemented depends entirely on Madam! In order to repay Madam's righteousness, I will apply to the imperial court to expand the mutual market and encourage the two parties to do business. Madam will also You can send people to the capital to learn various skills."

Zhu Changluo smiled brightly: "It's up to Madam to decide which one is more important than exchanging one person's life and death for the peace of all people."

The third lady didn't say a word, but the rapid heaving of her chest and the gradually brightening eyes all indicated that these words had hit her heart thoroughly.

It has been three days in a blink of an eye, and Zhu Changluo, who lives in the guest room of the Shunyi Prince's Mansion, is holding a scroll of Mongolian scenery and objects, looking fascinated.

Sun Chengzong has moved to live with Hubenwei since the grassland dinner. Although he is very sure of San Niangzi's character, he must not have the heart of harming others and the heart of guarding against others. Zhu Changluo has Ye He close to him, and Sun Chengzong outside Leading the Huben Guard to sit in the town, so that there is no worry about advancing and retreating, so you can rest assured.

The third lady turned a blind eye to Zhu Changluo's actions, everything was exactly as Zhu Changluo intended, and the daily supply was extremely rich, but the strange thing was that she didn't show up for three days in a row, and she didn't know what she was doing in silence.

Zhu Changluo was not in a hurry, the conditions had already been set out, and he had to give him time to let him figure it out slowly, but he believed that San Niangzi would give him an answer soon.

But the third lady didn't wait, but a person came.

On this day, someone outside the door suddenly reported that there was a visitor.

A gust of fragrant wind came, and Zhu Changluo was astonished. It turned out that it was Wu Ya who was dressed in fiery red riding a horse and pushed the door in.

"Hey, guests from far away, don't you feel bored here every day? Do you dare to go to a place with me?"

As a man, apart from being unable to say no in this life, of course the word dare not be within the scope of taboo.

The racecourse in the north of Guihua City stretches as far as the eye can see, hundreds of miles from east to west is extremely vast.

Meng Ren Chong admired martial arts and loved horse racing, wrestling and archery.

According to Zhu Changluo's perspective, this place can be used as a racetrack in leisure time, but if it is in wartime, it may immediately become a martial arts arena.

There are a lot of people here on weekdays, but today it is even more lively.

The news spread quickly, and in a short while, almost all the noble children in the city flocked here, making Qian's racecourse crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

The reason is very simple, because Wu Ya is here, and there is also the thorn in the eyes of almost all Mongolian teenagers... Zhu Changluo.

However, this thorn in the side is really not easy to provoke, these upstart Mongolian teenagers can only grit their teeth from a distance, but dare not come up to the duel, firstly because of Zhu Changluo's identity, and secondly because of Ye He who is behind Zhu Changluo...

Zhu Changluo had a panoramic view of the expressions of these people, and couldn't help secretly amused, glanced at Ye He, and suddenly remembered a joke in his previous life: Bodyguards are not hired for nothing, they are really good at critical times.

Seeing someone smiling evilly, Ye He was puzzled, but his attention was attracted by the Qian Machang that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Wu Ya's crisp laughter continued, and she took Zhu Changluo's hand for a walk without avoiding suspicion, but she didn't know how many people's hearts were broken along the way.

Ye He was dressed in black clothes, with a javelin-like figure as tall and straight as a sword. He rode behind Zhu Changluo and Wu Yama with a calm expression.

If Wu Yayi smashed the hearts of all the teenagers in the field at this moment, then Ye He captured the hearts of all the Mongolian noble girls in the field. Wherever Ye He went, there was a low scream.

The noble ladies of the Mongolian nationality have always been straightforward, staring at Ye He with hot eyes, talking non-stop.

"He's so handsome...I wonder if he's engaged before?"

A word suddenly attracted a burst of echo.

"Hmph, Wu Ya is really blind, and instead of picking a warrior like Young Master Ye He, he picked a half-grown child!"

Someone on the side immediately retorted, "You are the one with bad eyesight. The prince of Ming Dynasty is gentle and elegant, and he is gentle and handsome. That's what I like."

There was another burst of laughter...

Thousands of people point at it, but die without illness.It didn't work for a while, Zhu Changluo, who felt that he was too hated, was so awkward.

Wu Ya has seen this kind of scene a lot, she smiled and said, "Hey, don't be afraid of them, I will protect you."

Zhu Changluo was angry and funny, "I have a name, I don't call it hello!"

Wu Ya stopped laughing, stared at him for a while, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Under the sun, Wu Ya, whose face was flushed with a smile, was filled with unspeakable youthful vigor, and Zhu Changluo suddenly blushed.

All of a sudden, a horse galloped diagonally, and a young Mongolian man dressed in a brocade robe galloped at full speed. Just by looking at the golden pedals and silver saddle on the horse, one could conclude that this young man must be a nobleman among the nobles just because of his attire.

The sharp-eyed ones among the Mongolian people present immediately recognized that this young man was Bu Shitu, the eldest grandson of Lalike, King of Shunyi, known as the No. [-] tyrant in Guihua City.

The peach blossom horse under Wu Yazuo was frightened, neighed, and stood upright with both legs.

Zhu Changluo couldn't see it well, so he hurriedly urged the horse forward, and shouted: "Come on, I'll come right away!"

Wu Ya's face turned pale, she was flustered but not flustered, she threw off the saddle, stretched out her hand to press the horse's back, and flew onto Zhu Changluo's horse's back. , for Wu Ya's rapid change, they all applauded in unison.

Zhu Changluo and Wu Ya rode together, and the pair became more and more intimate.

The domineering young man who rushed out had a livid face. He wanted to startle the horse, but he snatched Wu Ya away immediately, but he didn't expect Zhu Changluo to ruin his plan. Seeing Wu Ya's affection in Zhu Changluo's arms, he couldn't help being jealous The big flag, the triangular eyes are round and round, and the ruthless look is flourishing.

Raising the horsewhip wrapped with gold and silver threads in his hand, he volleyed at Zhu Changluo and drew it down. The whip whistled sharply and the wind sounded extremely ear-piercing.

This whip is solid, and half of this life will be lost.

Zhu Changluo was not good at equestrian skills, and the whip came too fast. In the blink of an eye, Zhu Changluo was insane. He thought to himself that if he avoided it at this time, the whip would definitely hit Wu Ya. Angrily shouted: "Bu Shifu, how dare you be so rude!"

Hearing the name, Zhu Changluo suddenly laughed, and without the slightest hesitation, he hugged Wu Ya into his arms, and the whip immediately hit Zhu Changluo's back!

This whip was pulled out by Bu Shitu condensed all his jealousy, it can be said that he even used all his strength to feed, and its strength is unimaginable.

It was just spring and the weather was cold. The power of this whip was so great. From the fur flying under the whip of the thick leather jacket Zhu Changluo was wearing, it could be seen that a bloody arrow shot out of Lao Gao immediately, hugging Wu Ya fell from the horse to the ground.

Seeing Zhu Changluo fell to the ground with the whip, Bu Shitu showed a savage grin on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "You deserve it, a Han dog dared to snatch my Wuya, let's see if you will die or not!"

Suddenly, Ye He's guards were not in time, and when he saw Zhu Changluo fell to the ground, his face instantly became livid and terrifying. He stretched out his hand and pulled out Mochizuki from his waist. rabbit.

Bu Shitu suddenly snatched dozens of people from behind, "The Han dogs from outside dare to be rude to the little prince, let's see that you have lived enough!"

The bowstring rang sharply, and more than a dozen arrows were shot at Ye He with strong wind.

There was a lot of exclamation in the field, and some who saw the opportunity was not good, hurriedly galloped to the palace to report to the third lady.

Ye He, who was so anxious, suddenly felt the strong wind behind him, and the moon turned into a silver light, and immediately cut off all the incoming arrows, reached out to grab an arrow, and shook his hand to throw it at a guy who was drawing a bow and throwing a cold arrow at him.

Hearing a scream, the arrow pierced the man's thick leather armor, his chest was bleeding like a fountain, he fell off the horse and fell to the ground, his eyes were wide open, the dead could no longer die, and his face still had an expression of disbelief.

Everyone, including Bu Shitu, was in disbelief. How could a casual throw be better than a strong bow and crossbow?How can this be?

Standing upright, the entourage and guards brought by Bu Shitu were all frightened and overwhelmed.

Suddenly feeling the wind blowing behind him, Bu Shitu looked back and couldn't help but turn pale with fright, strangely shouted: "You... dare!"

Ye He's eyes were blood red as if Shura had descended into the world, and he tapped Bu Shitu's horse's buttocks with his toes, and the tip of Mochiyue's sword sprayed out a chi-long sword mang, aiming at Bu Shitu's head with a sword.

Bu Shitu was frightened out of his wits, but fortunately he was really good at horseback, he shrank his neck and hid his head when there was no time, and finally saved him from being cut off by the sword.

The leopard skin hat on his head and half of his scalp were blown away by the wind, and blood flowed across his face in an instant, causing him to scream in pain.

The sword didn't want to kill Pu Shitu, Ye He's eyes were about to burst into flames, Mochizuki turned around in the wind, and slashed down again. If this sword is really struck, Bu Shitu is inevitable, it must be One sword has two halves.

From Bu Shitu's provocation to Zhu Changluo's fall from the horse, and then to Ye He's angry pursuit, several things happened as quickly as lightning.

Quietly watching this thrilling scene unfold, everyone on the Qianma Field was stunned. It was peaceful just now, but turned into a bloody battlefield in a blink of an eye.

At this moment, there were a few bursts of piercing sound, and three more arrows arrived first!
Ye He didn't have time to turn around, the moon-watching sword that was slashing at Bu Shitu had changed from slashing to slashing, and cut the three arrows that hit him once, and broke it in two. Seeing that the arrow that fell to the ground did not have an arrowhead, he couldn't help being startled, and a shout came from his ear, "Stop, you have something nice to say!"

There was a sound of horseshoes and a few streaks of yellow smoke came galloping from a distance like electricity.

It was Mu Zhehuan who was shouting the arrow, and behind him was Juechen, the third lady who was so graceful.

Wu Ya broke free from Zhu Changluo's arms, and cried out with tears: "Hey, how are you? You fool who asked you to be whipped for me, don't you know that I have soft armor... Don't scare me, Wake up quickly."

Tears were like pearls, already dripping down Zhu Changluo's face.

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