Since the four years of Tianbao, Yang Yuhuan was registered as the concubine, Li Heng has lived tremblingly, for fear that it would not cause the concubine to make the father, and he ate it.
From the perspective of seniority, Yang Yuhuan is his mother, and he has the possibility of his father and emperor. He is very likely to give birth to the prince.
The stomach of Yuhuan did not see movement. Since Yang Yuhuan did not have a lot, the threat to her has greatly reduced her. Li Heng's strong suppression in the face of Li Linfu was as thin as ice.
With his mediation, he and Yang's two in -laws. With the help of the allies, he was temporarily survived the crisis.
, But Yang Yuhuan's attitude towards himself is not hot, making people elusive.
If the ordinary concubine, she is Yang Yuhuan, who is in the harem of the crown! Since she can call the father and the emperor from Lingnan to transport litchi, you can storage the position of the king in one sentence.
Find the opportunity to please Yang Yuhuan, but I did not work. I did not expect that today I turned around because of a box of plum peaks.
"Heng'er, thank you for your mother -in -law." Seeing that Li Heng was a little stunned, Li Longji laughed and asked.
"Ah, the children, the concubine thanked the mother, wish the mother -in -law's face, Feng Yi Datang!" Li Heng worshiped and praised again and again.
"This child." Yang Yuhuan shook her head with a smile, and a warmth of her heart. She did not give birth to the Dragon's dragon for Saburo, so she always felt a little lost. Now seeing the prince is filial to herself
Forget it, but a heart.
Li Heng rose up and bowed back to his seat. Although he was happy, he tried to restrain his emotions.
"Prince Ren filial piety, so, Yuhuan, you should be at ease." Li Longji patted Yang Yuhuan's palm and comforted.
Yang Yu nodded in the section: "Saburo, it's better to start!"
"Okay, I will announce the start of the game! Yuan Yi, Xuanyu's will, throw the pot competition now!" Li Longji stunned the beard and told Gaolishi.
Gao Lishi owed himself and rushed to the housekeeper around him. He ordered a few words.
"His Majesty's young, throwing the pot competition now starts!"
"Your Majesty has a purpose, throwing a pot ..."
After some chanting, the Yu Lin Guardian, who was more than a dozen steps away from the gazebo, received an order and took a few small pots on the ground. The ten paint pots were all the pots of the pot, and the waist fat mouth was thin.
Ten lacquer pots, the more the back row, the smaller the mouth of the pot, the more difficult it is to cast.
"Saburo, but today I can't let my master participate, otherwise the gambling of the courtiers and Saburo can not be counted." Yang Yuhuan suddenly remembered something, and went forward to the neck of Li Longji.
Li Longji was afraid of her trick, and she agreed immediately.
"Even if Yuhuan doesn't say, I will not let Qilang participate. This time the pot competition will participate in the Wang Sun Guizhen of Chang'an City.
Nothing call him to come to Furong Garden. "
"This is almost the same!"
Yang Yuhuan smiled lightly and reflected two dimples.
"The first player, Tai Changqing Yang Yan." The eunuch pulled his throat and sang loudly.
The first person who participated in the competition was Yang Zhao's son, Yang Yan. Although Yang Yan was official to Tai Changqing, he was just a young man in his early twenties.
Archery, hunting, playing with women. Yang Yan hit Xiao Jiao is used to raising, and his strength is naturally owed. Not to mention the hard bow of more than two stones, he can't pull a few rounds of soft bow. Therefore, Yang Yan retreated and chose to suffer.
Practicing the more powerful investment pot. Over time, his shooting art has also been famous in the circle. This time, the pot competition is an excellent opportunity to show himself. How can he give up?
After the direction of the gaze kiosk, Yang Yan walked to the white line from ten steps away from the lacquer pot.
Yang Yan took a red paint bamboo arrow from Xunwei, and slowly wiped the surface on his surface to calm down. After taking a deep breath, Yang Yan pulled out a bamboo arrow from it and twisted it.
There is no need to aim, just throw it, only hear the sound of "Du". Xiaozhu arrows are not impartially inserted into the painted pot closest from Yang Yan.
"Okay, okay!" Yang Zhao laughed and cheered his son. Among these sons, he was most optimistic about Yang Yan.
Impression, presumably the position of Xie Er can still rise.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhao glanced at Li Linfu's position proudly, and sneered.
Yang Yan was encouraged by his father. Since the Vietnam War, the more brave, and after a while, he even had four arrows, and even Her Majesty the emperor began to applaud him.
"It's easy to throw the pot. Just aim at the pot of the pot, just!"
Yang Yan silently read the method of throwing the pot in his heart, took a deep breath, and grabbed a bamboo arrow at the sixth pot.
One, two, vote!
But a sound of listening, bamboo slips shot from Yang Yan's hands, and passed a beautiful arc to the mouth of the pot, and the arrow was suddenly inserted at the mouth of the arrow.
Local.
"Ah!" Suddenly, Yang Yan became pale when his face was standing.
"Xia pot!" The eunuchs who investigated the results reported the results without emotion, and also announced that Yang Yan's failure.
"This, this ..." Yang Zhao was a little blank for a while, staring at his son incredible. Didn't he say that he was everything, did he say that the ten pots were all of them. Why did he get the sixth pot in the sixth pot?
This rabbit ...
"Well, this is also good to vote." After all, it was the nephew of the Yang family. Li Longji couldn't bear to see Yang Yuhuan sad, and comforted it with a smile.
"Saburo is going to coax me, do you really do not understand the shooting art?
Yang Yuehuan fell in Li Longji's arms, and he was loud.
"Oh, yes, I forgot, our jade ring is a god shooter."
Li Longji patted Yang Yuhuan's fragrant shoulder with a smile.
"Saburo!" Yang Yuhuan put the pink fist lightly, and smashed softly to Li Longji's still healthy chest.
"The second player, serving the Royal Shilu Zhonglun."
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PS: I do n’t know why I ’m tired these days. I’ ve changed over and over again. I really do n’t have the energy to save the manuscript. However, for the blasting power of the subsequent articles, I can only grit my teeth.
That famous saying: As soon as I entered the net text, it is like a sea, and since then, the festival is a passerby ...