The golden wind brings the goose through the silence, and it's autumn hunting time every year. The ministers arrived two days early and set up tents at the foot of the Royal Forest Garden awaiting the emperor's holy ride.
The bright yellow driving reflected a bright golden light in the autumn sun, which seemed eye-catching in the distance. The ministers and life expectants gathered at the side of the road and knelt down to greet them.
Zhou Wu Emperor is now 39 years old, the handsome five officials left traces of the years, but the more appalling the atmosphere made him more attractive to men, a pair of eagle eyes is unpredictable, only a pale glance called human scalp numbness. He held the queen's hand and crossed the throne, accepting the kneeling of his subjects and the women of his life.
Nine years later, Monsanto Elm is nearly thirty years old, but his face has not changed at all. He only added a touch of style to his eyebrows, and his body is even more stunning, making people unable to move their eyes.
Zhou Wudi waved to wake up the crowd. He was about to speak to them to disperse, but he heard a crisp noise from the team behind him. "Father, look! Horseback riding! ”
The crowds looked up and saw Prince Nine Gu Huanhuan hitting the horse, holding the ancient end of the eleven princesses in his arms, beside Prince Ten Gurui. The other princes had never taken part in the hunt because of their weakness, and several princesses had been married.
All three are from Queen Meng. Nine princes are now twelve years old. Since childhood, they have been personally cultivated by the Emperor. Their means, abilities and mentalities are extraordinary. They were listed as princes two years ago.
Ten princes are now ten years old. Contrary to their elders, they are very impatient with reading, but they have inherited the excellent genes of the Queen's mother's family. It is a good material for martial arts practice. Plus their natural power and straightforward personality, like his uncle, they have earned the reputation of the Little King. What's even more amazing is that his face, unlike that of a queen or an emperor, actually resembles that of the idle Duke of Meng at home. His name is Meng Guo Guo Love, and he should be raised as the next Great Zhou God of War.
Eleven princesses are now five years old, Yuxue is cute and clever at a young age, that exquisite five officials is a shrinking version of Monsang Elm, called Zhou Wudi loves like an eyeball, hatred can not be kept in his pocket all the time, his heart and liver are like a pet.
Seeing her daughter wave at herself instantly, her little face fluttered red, unable to say cute, Zhou Wu Emperor's serious expression was a little tense, blooming a gentle smile.
Gu Zhenrui took the lead in disembarking the horse and offering a salute to the Empress, but Gu Huan rode the horse straight to the front of the horse and had no intention of giving a salute, calling the ministers frequently.
The smile on Monsanto Elm's face faded, and he whispered to warn, "Come on down. ”
Gu Huan looked at the little man like a pink dough in his arms and saw her pull her sleeve. She refused to get off her horse, smiling and explaining, "My son also wanted to get off, but my sister was pulling her sleeve, and my son was afraid that she would have to fall as soon as she moved, and my mother sent someone to take my sister away first. ”
“No, I'm going to show my father what a horse looks like!” The ancient end shook his head with a small mouth and slapped his brother's hand in a row, allowing him to spin two more laps in front of his father, so as to make him look good.
Zhou Wudi couldn't help laughing. He took his little daughter into his arms and stabbed her delicate face with a piece of scum. He heard her laugh like a silver bell and his heart was sweet as honey. Father and daughter, you bite me, I bite you and make fun of you. I asked the people and the women to look at their tongues. It is true that the Emperor loves eleven princesses more than all princes.
Meng Sangyu coughed helplessly, reminding the father and daughter of the occasion. Gu Huan bowed down his horse, respectfully saluted his father, and turned to be worshipped on his knees. He was stunning all alone.
“Come out hunting, don't worry about so many rules, let's disperse.” Zhou Wudi waved back all his subjects, hugging his daughter with one hand and walking towards the biggest tent with his wife in his arms.
A sound of horseshoes came from far and near, the Duke of Meng, Yu Junwei, Meng Yanzhou three men led a team of guards appeared at the edge of the camp, it seems that the defense work had just been arranged, heard that the Holy Ride had arrived in a hurry. Meng Mother didn't go far with her daughter-in-law. She saw them turn around and walked along. She wanted to get together with her daughters and grandchildren.
“Grandpa, uncle, Master Yan!” Seeing the three of them, Gurui rushed by like a shell, with seven big words on his face - finally found the organization!
The three of them stepped aside and straightened themselves, the Duke of Meng patting his little grandson on the shoulder, laughing and praising, “Nice, strong again! ”
Gu Ruiyang raised his head and said very seriously, “Ruiyan has not dared to be lazy these past few months, and the martial arts have improved a lot. This fall hunt will definitely bring the head tiger back. ”
“Okay, motivated! Why don't you come with us to the South End later?” As soon as Meng Yanzhou spoke, Meng Sangyu wanted to strangle him. How old are you? The South Side is the Beast Side. With lions and leopards and wolves, how can such a small child go?
She was about to say no, but Zhou Wudi secretly held her hand, indicating that she should stay out of it. Though the second son has no genius of reign, he is gifted in martial arts. He deliberately asked his son to follow Mon Guo, Meng Yanzhou and Yi Junwei. The aim was to cultivate him into the left and right hand of his brother. When he grew up, he took over Jinyiwei and the secret guard. The brothers were bright and dark, and they were sure to work together to push the week to glory. He would never mistake his son for what path he was fit to take.
“Uncle, this time around, I'm heading south! Rabbit, fox or something, let someone else play!” Gu Zhenrui patted himself on a small, not so strong breast, full of pride, turned to his brother, looking forward to asking, “Brother, will you go? ”
“Go, why not.” Gu Huan smiled and touched his brother's head.
Monsanto Elm's heart was worried, but he also knew that if there was a guard following him, his sons would never happen. It was also a rare experience. Barely holding the smile on her face, she secretly strangled the man around her. The man grabbed her little hand and squeezed it obscurely.
“Father, let's go.” Gu Chenrui inherited the wind and fire of the Meng family. She was about to go to the south district and smile when she looked at Meng Sangyu. "Mother, her son hunted a big tiger to make a cape for you! ”
“Son, only men wear tiger capes!” Monsanto Elm patted his son on the head and couldn't help but laugh.
“Then make your bed!” Gu Qianrui immediately changed his words.
Son, a tiger bed is King Mountain's taste. Are you sure? Monsanto Elm spit in his heart, but his face nodded with a smile and his eyes disappeared into the thick forest.