>    Dou Zhao felt that he was a little overwhelmed during this period.

Ji Yong starts every hour of Mao and stops at the hour of Hai. He either reads or writes. He occasionally turns around the courtyard of Heshoutang, and he never even leaves the door of Heshoutang, let alone cause any trouble.

Or is it because he is so serious about learning that he passed the Yuan exam at a young age?

Dou Zhao guessed that he often told Su Xin to pay more attention to Ji Yong's diet and daily life, and to give him a more comfortable environment, which would also be beneficial to his career.

Ji Yong quickly felt the change in treatment and began to ask Su Xin: "I don't like eating chicken skin. In the future, roast chicken and remove all the skin." Or, "How come cabbage has a sting?"

These are all small things, and Su Xin is satisfied one by one.

Ji Yong shook his fan and went to Fayuan Temple.

Dou Zhao was very strange.

Su Xin frowned and said, "Young Master Ji said that it was almost time for Zhongyuan Festival, and he was going to find the abbot of Tuyin to discuss Buddhism."

It’s good to go out and relax!

Dou Zhao smiled and said, "He is still in this leisure time."

The little maid sent by Dou Zhao to serve Ji Yong quickly said unintentionally: "Mr. Ji is studying Buddhism in the house every day. He said that this time he went to Fayuan Temple, he must grasp what the abbot Tuyin said was speechless and he should follow him to return to secular life!"

Dou Zhao was stunned and said, "Has he not read the Four Books and Five Classics these days?"

Where can the little maid be divided? I only know how many hours Ji Yong stays at his desk every day: "What do you always think of in your mouth? What kind of words are great freedom?"

Dou Zhao was furious and ordered Su Xin: "What do we eat in the future? What will he eat? The hen has no skin, so how can it grow a whole body of chicken feathers?"

Su Xin was also very angry, feeling that he had let everyone down.

As a result, Ji Yong lived in Fayuan Temple. It is said that every day, he and the Fangtai of Tuyin attracted the elders of several Zen temples, including Shengshou Temple, Sari Temple, Chongyin Temple, Hongji Temple, and even the Dafang Temple in Lingbi County next door. Fayuan Temple was as lively as a temple fair, and the food and rice that the Dou family cooked had no influence on him at all.

Could this guy be really Master Yuantong?

Dou Zhao couldn't help thinking.

Before he became a monk, he would seduce the elders of other families to become monks, and wait for him to become monks. He would seduce the emperor to become monks, which is really in line with his personality.

I just don’t know who made him leave his family in his previous life?

Or, it's just that she doesn't know.

A guy as capable as he can cause trouble must have kept his mouth shut with him!

She received a letter from Chen Qushui.

He wrote in his letter that Ji Yong had no title yet. But he was very smart since he was a child. He could read books at a glance, and no one could match Yixing. He was known as a child prodigy at a young age. The Ji family was very doting on him. He grew up smoothly until today. If he was different from others, he was particularly naughty. Other children could only climb trees and dig a bird's nest. Going down the river to catch a fish, etc. After reading "Shan Hai Jing", he would go to Tiantai Mountain. After reading "The Memorial to the Master", he would be a wooden ox and flowing horse. After listening to the story of Xu Fu taking five hundred boys and girls to Penglai to seek immortality, he would be a family to refine alchemy, and almost blow up Ji Yong.

He was only nine years old at that time.

Mr. Ji was reluctant to give up and scolded him, and was useless. He was in a dilemma and had to ban his feet. Guan and Ji Yong lamented three rules. As long as he could pass the Jinshi, he would do whatever he wanted in the future. But before he passed the Jinshi, he had to study and study at home step by step, and he could not go anywhere.

He readily agreed and took three years to pass the Juren exam. Although he was arrogant, he was much more stable. Only then did Mr. Ji let him take the guard and the servant travel around...

Do whatever you want!

Dou Zhao couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

Do you know what promise you made Ji Yong? The news that Song Mo won Dong Qi and his two-goose style quickly spread throughout Kyoto.

When Jiang walked into Yizhitang, Song Mo was practicing archery.

His body is like a green pine, his hands are like a rock, he draws arrows, draws bows, and fires arrows. He is agile and powerful, and he is done in one go.

Jiang couldn't help but say "huh" and his eyes fell on his son's hand.

The bow body is black, forming a simple and simple material. It is impossible to tell what it is. The bow arm is surrounded by thick beef tendons, but the bow string is as thin as hair, and it shines with a dull light. You can tell at a glance that this bow is extraordinary.

"Why did you take out the shooting sun that your uncle gave you?" Her eyes swept over the bow, as if she saw the face of her deceased brother, and her voice softened a little, "Didn't you usually say that this bow is too slapping?"

Song Mo pulled out a carved feathered arrow from the golden quiver pot, shot the bull's eye with a "clang", then slowly lowered the bow and said softly: "This bow is more casual... I have to make sure I can do whatever I want. I'm more sure of using this bow!"

What does it mean to do whatever you want?

Jiang was slightly stunned, just about to ask carefully, but when he saw that Song Mo had handed the bow in his hand to Chen Tao, who was serving, took the handkerchief handed by Chen He. While wiping sweat, he said, "Why are you here? Are you getting better today?" He said, "Where is God? Didn't he say he's with you? Why didn't he see anyone?"

"How could it be that delicate?" Jiang said, "I was just overworked for a while. Now I have taken Doctor Yang's medicine and have been recuperating for a few days. It's already been fine."

Song Mo helped Jiang sit down at the stone table under the old locust tree next to him.

"Tianen went to the school." Jiang took the tea served by her son and said with a smile, "I'm not seriously injured. You can't delay Tianen's schoolwork for me, right?" Speaking of this, she remembered the purpose of her trip and couldn't help but hesitate.

Song Mo looked at his mother with a smile and waited patiently for her to speak.

After careful consideration, Jiang said tactfully: "I heard that when Zhang Zongyao inherited the prince, the Zhang family invited the Guanglian class to sing the opera?"

Song Mo laughed and said bluntly: "Mom, are you trying to ask me about gambling with Dong Qi? Don't worry, I know how to split the rain." As he said that, his smile gradually faded, "If you allow the civil and military drama and the government and the government praise you, the emperor will be afraid that he will not be able to sleep; but if you can't push everything forward, the emperor will think you are too cowardly. This doctrine of the mean is indeed the most difficult thing in the world."

Jiang couldn't help but ponder.

Song Mo sat next to him and drank tea quietly.

The wind blew across the treetops, making a rustling sound.

Song Mo's thoughts drifted a little far away.

He thought of what Chen He said to him a few days ago: "Mr. Chen is investigating the Yunnan Governor Wang Xingyi."

Wang Xingyi is Dou Zhao's stepmother's father. Why did he investigate Wang Xingyi?

Does he have to check Dou Zhao carefully?

As soon as the thought came, he immediately suppressed it.

The key to getting to know each other is to know each other. If he goes to check Dou Zhao, what will he become?

But why is this idea so tempting?

He took a sip of tea without any reason, but for some reason, he was choked by the tea and coughed repeatedly.

"Be careful." Jiang patted his son's back and said heartbrokenly. "Are you practicing arrows to live a few days of Qiuwei?"

The emperor will hunt in the autumn every year, and the noble family will choose children over fifteen years old to accompany them. The emperor can also take the opportunity to assess their riding arrows to promote talents.

Song Mo was named a hereditary fourth-rank officer within a few days after his birth. Before he could learn to walk, he started to participate in the hunting of spring and autumn. However, he did not start to participate in hunting, riding and shooting until he was nine years old.

It was the first time he participated in Qiuwei. He got second place on horseback riding and fifth in archery. He ranked first among the nobles and the youngest among all contestants. It was also the best result for the nobles and the children in recent years.

The emperor was very happy and felt that the noble family had successors, so he rewarded him with a small farm with fifty acres of land.

His popularity overwhelms the top three.

He won the first place in the next two years.

Taizong ordered the emperor's uncle, Prince Yu, to drink too much, and once whispered in front of the emperor: "I think the prince of the British should not be allowed to participate in the riding and shooting competition anymore, so as not to lose the morale of other children."

The emperor laughed loudly after hearing this, but threw the jade pendant of Hetian jade on his waist to Song Mo, and said, "Song Mo, press them all behind me." He said loudly to the princes and ministers present, "Who can compare with Song Mo? I would like to reward him as the deputy envoy of Jinwu Guard."

When she heard her mother ask, Song Mo nodded and said in a deep voice: "What the emperor thinks about our family, you have to try it to know!"

When Jiang heard this, his eyes suddenly wet: "It's all my mother who has implicated you!" There was a hint of undetectable sob in his tone.

"Mom, what are you saying!" Song Mo hurriedly put his mother on his shoulder, "You only see my current difficulties. Why don't you think about the glory that my uncle brought to me when he was there? Not to mention anything else. It's my bow, my riding Fit, and the guards around me..."

Jiang was very relieved.

"Mom can't say such words anymore." Song Mo said to Jiang, "With the third uncle here, the Jiang family will make a comeback for ten years at most. We must help our uncles and others to cheer them up and help them return to the court. We cannot say such discouraging words."

Jiang nodded heavily, but tears couldn't help but swell... After August 15th, the wind blew on his body and became cold.

This autumn hunting yard is located in Huailai.

When Song Mo and the others arrived, the emperor's personal guard had already set up a tent.

The prince came over sneezing and said, "Godci, how are you doing this year? Do you want me to find a better bow for you?"

He was twelve years older than Song Mo. He was tall and thin, white and clean, with thick eyebrows and tall nose like the emperor. He sneezes every autumn, and he became even more powerful when he arrived at the yard. Qiuwei was not fun for him, but suffering.

In Song Mo's opinion, his personality is a bit gentle, like a teacher rather than a prince.

Following the prince was the prince's cousin, the 16-year-old prince of Huichang.

He teased Song Mo: "The deputy commander of Jinwu Guard, 50,000 taels of silver per person!"

After the emperor said who would win Song Mo, he would reward him as the deputy commander of Jinwu Guard. They joked privately, it would be better to bribe Song Mo and let him lose to him in Qiuwei...

Song Mo smiled and said, "It's easy to win me, the problem is that I'm not the only one in this field!"

Shen Qing was discouraged.

The prince laughed and said to Song Mo: "Don't worry about him. He racked his brains these days and thought about how to get a ranking in Qiuwei. If that ranking is so good, why should you threaten to lose 50,000 taels of Song Mo..." As he was speaking, someone slowly came over and saluted the prince respectfully: "Your Highness!"

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Make up for tomorrow's updates, continue to write today's updates... Poor Song Mo, his uncle passed away and his status was questioned, so he had to find a way to survive it!

PS: Continue to ask for pink tickets!

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Chapter completed!