In the Royal Garden, the cluster of arrows cast by gold emitted a cold light and shot out quickly.

"The Lord is brave! The Lord is mighty!"

The cheers around were like thunder, resounding through the clouds.

Zhu Jing took the golden and silver pole handed by the servant next to him with both hands, picked up the bow and took the arrow again. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and the tiger's mouth suddenly loosened when he pulled the bow.

Crack! The sharp sword edge splits the tail of the arrow in front of the arrow and firmly nails it to the center of the target.

"The priest is heroic and heroic, and the priest is forever!"

The cheers around were even louder, and the sky was shaking.

Zhu Jing stopped, smiled, and waved to them to practice too.

The group of big guards were naturally not inferior, and they were competing for the first time to show off. The palace servants who served in the field naturally raised some more targets.

Zhu Jing watched for a while, occasionally applauding someone who performed well. The guards in the field became more excited, their desire to win and lose became stronger, and their practice became more vigorous.

Wu Jiang diligently came over with a black crane cloak to put it on the emperor.

Soon another servant brought a yellow umbrella, gently placed the imperial throne carving the golden dragon, and served hot tea.

Zhu Jing sat upright on the imperial seat and took a sip of tea.

"Your name is Wu Jiang?"

"Yes, it's just a slave who is not famous." Wu Jiang strongly concealed his excitement, "Eunuch Feng is in good health and cannot meet the saint. He specially instructed the young man to come and serve the saint for good life."

Zhu Jing handed him the tea bowl: "You are very thoughtful and very good."

After Wu Jiang took the tea bowl with both hands, he took a deep breath and knelt down excitedly and said loudly: "It is the duty of a servant to serve the emperor!"

Zhu Jing smiled and said, "I know you are loyal, get up."

Xu Shiheng, who was waiting not far away, waved away the little eunuch who was whispering beside him, and then walked silently to the saint, whispering the matter of the vassal ministers and envoys coming to the capital soon.

Zhu Jing was dissatisfied and simply said to the Ministry of Rites to make arrangements at that time, and then asked about the affairs of the government.

Xu Shiheng briefly mentioned the important question and answers this year, and also said that Wenyuan Pavilion’s votes were proposed to be approved.

Zhu Jing had not interrupted and, after the court was completed, he thought for a while and pointed out several plans to the other party that he had not issued. Xu Shiheng responded one by one.

The other party acted steadily, not arrogant or impatient, and made Zhu Jing look at him more.

"You are quick-thinking and moderate in your behavior. If you put it in the officialdom, you will definitely make great achievements." Zhu Jing praised it without hesitation and asked again: "Why didn't you go to the imperial examination to enter the officialdom? But what happened?"

Xu Shiheng's body was hidden in the shadow cast by the yellow umbrella, hunched over.

"To be honest, it's a slave who is utilitarian and may be more likely to make a comeback if he wants to enter the palace." He lowered his head, "Slave is not alone, no one can help him. At that time, if he wants to enter the officialdom, no one can recommend him, I'm afraid that if he wants to enter the officialdom, I'm afraid

It will soon be destroyed."

"You are honest."

"Slaves dare not deceive them before the holy."

In the martial arts training ground, the guards cheered or cheered each other, which was very lively.

Zhu Jing looked around and smiled at the servants who served him and said, "You guys will come out to practice."

Wu Jiang took the opportunity to step forward: "The emperor is in front of him, how dare the servants show their ugly face?"

The other father-in-law also expressed their fear and fear, and did not dare to show their ugliness.

Zhu Jing looked at Xu Shiheng beside him: "They dare not, then you will practice."

Without waiting for Xu Shiheng to speak, he raised his hand: "Don't be humble. If you learned the Six Arts in the past, your skills in riding and shooting will not be bad."

At this point, Xu Shiheng could no longer refuse. He said that Ju Zicai had made a fool of himself, so he took two steps back and walked towards the field.

The eunuch on the archery field hurriedly handed the bow and arrow.

Xu Shiheng stood outside fifty steps and took the bow and arrow. When a familiar and unfamiliar touch came from his palm, he shook his mind for a few breaths, and then slowly clenched his bow.

The moment he pulled the bow, he straightened his waist and back, and his breath gradually changed. He was less humble and more elegant as a literati.

He took his left foot forward half a step, his lower jaw slightly raised, and his eyes were quiet and calm.

Whoosh-

The first arrow fell off the target, and then the second arrow followed one after another, hitting the bull's eye.

Zhu Jing praised: "Elegant and elegant, with the charm of the forest."

At about noon, the Holy Lord returned to Qinzheng Hall from the Royal Imperial Garden.

As soon as I returned to the hall, someone came in to report that the gifts sent by the vassal ministers and envoys had arrived.

"After registering, I will be sent to the Inner Supervision Office." Zhu Jing ordered casually, and just got a memorial, but he called the person: "What's so special about this year's gift?"

Wu Jiang was so clever. Almost as soon as the emperor opened his mouth, he immediately heard the legendary spirit. Before the person who came to see the pain and thought of what special thing was, he asked in a hurry: "What kind of thing is there?

A good pearl, or a head or face or something?”

Zhu Jing stopped turning the slash and glanced to the side.

Wu Jiang's heart beat.

After reminding the palace man in the palace, he finally realized: "Return to the emperor, there was a red coral head and face in the gift sent by the vassal ministers and envoys, which was extremely precious."

Zhu Jing took the pen and dipped it in ink, and he even kept his head raising his head to the imperial court.

"Wujiang, go and choose some precious objects and send them to all parts of the Six Palaces. The red coral head and face will be sent to Changxin Palace."

"yes."

In Changxin Palace, Nianchun entered the palace with a happy expression and reported to the nanny.

"Mum, Eunuch Wu from Qinzheng Hall is here!"

Madam Yu was stunned, and her father-in-law's faces quickly flashed through her mind. Then she realized that it was Wu Jiang, the serious disciple of Feng Bao, the eunuch in charge of the Sili Supervisor.

In Qinzheng Hall, he is a face-saving eunuch.

But it was not the seasons and eight festivals, how did someone suddenly come to Qinzheng Hall?

Although she was confused, she still took people out to greet her as soon as possible, and took people into the warm room to report the matter to the Empress.

At this moment, Wu Jiang and his men had already arrived at the gate of the hall.

"Now, the emperor came back from the Imperial Garden. When he heard that the vassal states had paid tribute to the treasures, he specifically instructed the young man to bring this set of red corals. Among the many treasures that the vassal states had paid tribute, if you want to say the most precious ones, then count them.

This set of red coral heads and faces are full of joy." Wu Jiang said in a festive manner, and he personally held the brocade jewelry box and handed it on it respectfully, "I want to tell me, this palace is the only one who can match the national beauty of our concubine in the palace.

Such a precious thing."

Madam Yu took it on her behalf, and then knelt down in the direction of Qinzheng Hall to thank them for their Empress.

Wu Jiang diligently helped Madam Yu up and said a few more festive words. Knowing that the Imperial Concubine was taking a nap at this moment, he hurriedly said that he did not dare to disturb the Empress's rest, so he took the people away.

Unfortunately, as soon as I left the yard, I saw Empress Xian who led the eldest prince into the yard.

Wu Jiang didn't know if they heard his words that praised the concubine, but he didn't delay him, and he greeted them with a smile on his face as if he had changed his face.

"I was about to go to Jingren Palace. The vassal ministers and envoys offered New Year's gifts. The emperor asked the slave to choose some precious objects and send them to you."

Concubine Xian’s attitude was gentle: “Eunuch Wu is in love, please give me the kindness of the priests for me.”

She gestured to the side, and the palace maid next to her hurriedly handed over the tips.

Wu Jiang refused but thanked him for accepting it.

After returning to Qinzheng Hall, Wujiang reported on the situation of sending things to the palaces in detail. Of course, the one who focused on "big and small" was naturally the place where Changxin Palace was.

Zhu Jing nodded and signaled that he knew.

After the last copy of the imperial compilation was approved, he put down his pen and asked casually: "During this time, Empress Xian often leads the eldest prince to Changxin Palace?"

"Yes, it's been five or six days in a row." Wu Jiang replied, "When the slave met Concubine Xian in Changxin Palace, he heard the eldest prince say that he would go to talk to the Concubine later. He was very intimate in his words."

"It's the first time today."

"Return to the emperor, it's the ninth day of the lunar month."

Early morning on the tenth day of the lunar month, it was no different for Wen Yin from the past.

Get up, wash, eat breakfast, read books, embroider flowers, chat with the nanny and palace maids, wasting time. But today, Wen Yin didn't stay in the warm room, but

I took Nianchun and some of the great palace maids to the plum garden to pick up some plum blossoms, and planned to come back to make flower arrangements.

Concubine Xian took the eldest prince to paint in Lengxiang Pavilion. When she saw Wen Yin coming over, she wanted to go down to the pavilion to pay homage. Wen Yin waved her hand and signaled that there was no need, and the other party gave up.

The wintersweet behind the snow is blooming in the cold and the faint fragrance floats, and the red plums adorn the white snow, which is so beautiful.

"Empress, why don't you go in? There is snow on the plum branches. Be careful of the snow foam falling to cool you."

Nian Qiu was careful when he saw Wen Yin pushing away the branches of the plum blossoms and entering the plum garden, so he suggested.

Nianchun and others were also busy catering to it: "Yes, Empress, just wait outside. I promise to cut a few plum branches that suit you the most."

"I don't want your kindness. I finally came out to get some breath, and I had to wait dryly outside. Just looking at your happy plum branches, it would be so boring that I won't be anxious."

Wen Yin's words made several palace maids laugh.
To be continued...