Testing

In the autumn of the sixth year of Yong'an, the emperor and his ministers traveled northwest to the Futai paddock for autumn hunting.

The capital is three hundred miles away from Futai Paddock. If a fast horse goes first, it can be reached in one day. However, the people accompanying him include ministers and female concubines, so the speed will naturally slow down.

Lu Bao stayed in the capital, so Fu Mingjue pointed out Zilan, the maid who had previously served Ling Ling, to Ling Youyao, and rode ahead with his majesty.

The group of people marched out of Beiming Gate, and the heavy buildings and flying pavilions gradually receded, and then they saw the rolling green mountains. Ling Youyao leaned against the car window, looking at the mountains full of green pines, feeling drowsy.

In order to reach the paddock before dark, Yin Zhu immediately pulled her out of bed. At this moment, sleep came over her and she couldn't stop it.

Seeing her eyelids fighting, Yin Zhu took out a blanket and covered her, "Princess, please rest for a while if you are tired. We still have a long way to go."

Ling Youyao responded vaguely and fell asleep.

At that time, Fu Mingjue, who was one step ahead, had already crossed Canglang Mountain with Fu Xiuyun.

Fu Xiuyun was wearing a navy blue riding uniform, holding the reins in his hand, looking heroic and looking in a good mood.

He pointed to the forest in front and said to Fu Mingjue: "Zilin, I haven't tested your riding skills for a long time. I have free time today, so I can see if you are slacking off."

Fu Mingjue looked at the situation, his calm eyes showed no fluctuation, and said: "I obey the order."

"Okay, if you can come out of that forest within a stick of incense, I will give you the red coral that Nanfu paid tribute to."

Fu Mingjue was not interested in red coral, but since Fu Xiuyun said so, he had to go.

Jiang Liu, who was watching from the sidelines, was worried when he saw this. In the past, this was just a trivial matter for the prince, but now that the prince's injury has not recovered, who knows what is hidden in the woods?

"Your Majesty, will my subordinate accompany you?"

"No need," Fu Mingjue said, "you stay here to protect His Majesty."

Hearing this, Fu Xiuyun couldn't help but smile and said: "With so many people here, I'm fine. It's just that Zi Lin, you have to be careful if you go deep into the forest alone."

He specially emphasized the word "one person" and made up his mind to let Fu Mingjue go alone.

Jiang Liu had no choice but to obey.

His Majesty suddenly decided to let Fu Mingjue ride through the woods and come out with a stick of incense. No one knew what kind of medicine your Majesty was selling in the gourd.

The palace attendants set up the incense table, and when the incense was lit, they saw Fu Mingjue riding away. The sound of horse hooves echoed in the quiet woods, shaking off dead leaves.

Jiang Liujian frowned and stared deep into the woods for a long time, unable to take his eyes back.

Wei Xiu saw him, hooked his shoulder, and chuckled: "King Jing went to the battlefield at the age of seventeen and killed the leader of the rebel army with his sword. Now we are just passing through the forest. What do you have to worry about?"

Jiang Liu pulled off his hand with a cold face, "General Wei, are we familiar?"

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Wei Xiu's smile froze for a moment, and he quickly reacted and said: "I just saw you looking forward to seeing you, and I just wanted to comfort you. Why are you doing this?"

"General Wei, if you have time to comfort me, why not protect your majesty?" After saying that, Jiang Liu looked ahead, as if he was keeping away from strangers.

Wei Xiu curled his lips and said no more.

Your Majesty's safety is guaranteed, but King Jing's safety is not certain.

After Fu Mingjue entered the woods, he did not rush out. Instead, he rode his horse and strolled slowly in the woods.

The forest is quiet, the horse's hooves make a subtle crisp sound when stepping on the dead leaves, and the wind blows by the ears, bringing a different kind of breath.

Fu Mingjue raised his eyebrows slightly, with a trace of teasing in his dark eyes. He slowly pulled out an arrow feather, opened his bow and drew the string, and said in a voice as ethereal as the wind: "Next time, remember to hide your tail."

As soon as the words fell, the sharp arrow left the string and shot out of the air with lightning speed. It was silently engulfed in flesh and blood, and the man fell to the ground with a crash.

The other people hiding in the forest stopped pretending when they saw their companions fell, and strode out with gleaming knives. Suddenly, dozens of masked men in black clothes surrounded Fu Mingjue.

The leader had a fierce look on his face and sneered: "As expected of His Highness Prince Jing, he discovered the flaw so quickly."

Fu Mingjue pulled out another arrow feather, with a slight smile on his lips and contemptuous eyes: "A mouse is a mouse. No matter how much you cover it up, you can't cover up the inherent stench."

The man in black clenched the knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "Your Majesty is still as arrogant as ever, but I don't know if you can still walk out alive today."

"Whether this king can get out alive has nothing to do with you," Fu Mingjue played with the arrow feathers in his hand, "All you need to know is that you will die."

The man became angry from shame and gave an order, and dozens of men in black instantly rushed towards Fu Mingjue.

The morning sun shines through the shades of trees and falls on the young man in Xuanyi. He is facing the light, his expression is dark and unclear, his outline is as cold as frost, and the arrow feathers between his fingers are shining brightly in the sun.

"one two three"

On the count of three, the silver arrow with a hint of warmth pierced the thinnest skin on his neck, and blood splashed, but his body was like a ghost, and not a drop was stained.

The strong smell of blood mixed with the crisp scent of pine lingered at the tip of Fu Mingjue's nose. He calmly took out his handkerchief and wiped off the blood on the arrow feathers, doing so slowly and elegantly.

If it weren't for the circle of corpses lying at his feet at this moment, we would really be confused by his appearance.

The remaining man in black covered his bleeding neck and glared at Fu Mingjue with hatred, "You, aren't you injured?"

Fu Mingjue chuckled: "I am only injured, not disabled."

"you"

The words stopped suddenly, and the person completely lost his life.

Fu Mingjue looked away coldly. He understood that these people were just here to test, but he was serious.

Now that they are here, kill them all.

After arranging his clothes, Fu Mingjue was about to ride out of the woods when he suddenly saw a white thing huddled next to the body. When he got closer, he saw that it was a rabbit.

He stared at the shivering rabbit, and Ling Youyao's figure appeared in his mind for no reason. Without thinking much, he picked up the rabbit.

The stick of incense was about to burn out. Seeing that Fu Mingjue hadn't come back for a long time, Jiang Liu was anxious. Since Fu Xiuyun was present, it was hard to explain.

Fu Xiuyun rubbed the jade ring on his thumb and quietly watched the movement in the forest.

As the last incense ashes fell, Jiang Liu could no longer suppress the worry in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Fu Xiuyun stood up first and stepped forward past him.

Fu Xiuyun was very conflicted. He hoped that Fu Mingjue was safe and sound, but at the same time he didn't want to see him so careless. But the first thing he said was: "Zilin, are you okay?"

Fu Mingjue turned over and dismounted, saying: "I'm fine, but the time for burning incense has passed, and I'm disappointed."

"It's just a few breaths late," Fu Xiuyun smiled and patted his shoulder, "It doesn't make any difference. Get up first."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

As soon as he finished speaking, something white suddenly fell out of Fu Mingjue's sleeve.
Chapter completed!