Wangchun Garden is brightly lit, but unlike the hunting ground, the hustle and bustle here is much more elegant.

The music, singing and dancing, appearing and looming among the pavilions, towers, waterfronts, like a fairyland on earth.

The scholars on the tables on hundreds of mats were spread in front of the main hall. At this time, the wine and food were in full swing, and many of them were already drunk. However, the drunk scholars did not make any noise and quarrels. They were still gentle and gentle. At most, they were wearing loose hair and clothes. Some people painted ink and painted, while others held the wine pot and recited poems loudly.

On the front porch of the hall, the third prince also sat on the ground, without any arrogance of the prince, and wrote ink with everyone, chanting poems and writing poems.

"The Third Highness is a role model for us scholars." Many people shouted in unison.

The third prince laughed and raised the pen in his hand: "I wish to read it with all the people in the world."

A eunuch laughed and Yingying stepped forward to drink for the third prince and whispered: "The road has been cut off, so you can do it."

The third prince picked up the wine glass and nodded with a smile on his face, then drank it all, stood up, shook the wine glass, shook its sleeves, and walked gracefully singing poems in his mouth.

The readers laughed and sang, overshadowed the sound of singing, dancing and music, soared into the sky. The onlookers and those who were there were drunk. Such elegant scenes were rare.

The third prince was singing and walking through. When he arrived at the palace, his uncle, Lord Zhao, was waiting with a smile.

"Your Highness's poem is very good." He praised and asked, "Do you do it now?"

The third prince smiled and looked up at the night sky. There was no moon or stars in the night sky, like darkness.

"It's really a night of murder." He sighed and turned to look at Lord Zhao, "The prince must have had a night of fun tonight, and he really had fun before his death."

Lord Zhao smiled and replied: "Your Highness is so dedicated, it's not a waste of your brothers."

The third prince tied his sleeves and said, "Let's go, I'll go and see my prince for a ride."

The eunuch next to him stepped forward and wrapped a belt on the third prince.

Uncle Zhao held his hands beside him and said with a smile: "This farewell, don't see you again in the next life."

The third prince laughed.

Uncle Zhao said: "It's just that not everyone is accompanying the prince, and there are many people left in the city."

According to the original plan, the city will be in the city. Once the door is closed, the crossbows are surrounded by fire, and no one can escape.

But at this time the prince's family went to the hunting ground, and they had to divide the troops on both sides. In this way, they could only solve the main gang members.

For example, Yang and Xie.

"That's enough." The third prince didn't care. "When the prince was dealt with, what's the rest."

That's all. Uncle Zhao thought about it and wanted to add one more person.

"Remember to set the fire in Chuyuan by the way." He ordered his entourage.

They were all that little girl, who was fucking her. If it weren't for her, there wouldn't be a Chuyuan Wenhui, there wouldn't be a prince who could get a handle and catch people at will, nor would the prince take the opportunity to show off his power and do something to hunt, which disrupted their plans.

The third prince's long-cherished wish is coming true at this time and he is in a good mood. He is not so angry with the little woman.

He smiled, his gray chin pointed: "Don't be anxious, uncle, this little woman will make her want to die in the future. Now she will be cheaper if she dies."

After saying that, he took the cloak handed over by the eunuch and threw it over his body.

The cloak had a big hat covering his head and face.

The whole person instantly merged into the night.

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......

The night was thick, but the noise outside was thicker, and the thick tent could not be blocked.

Fortunately, the child was tired after playing for a day and slept heavily.

The princess kicked her son away with a thin quilt, her eyes fell into the quilt, and saw that the bamboo tube was also there - she didn't know what good things were installed, so the eunuchs quietly told her that the little prince was going to give it to the prince.

Even though the prince ignored this son, the son was still very attached to his father, and the princess could understand it. She has always educated and maintained her son in this way - after all, this father is not just a father, but also a king.

She did not move the bamboo tube anymore, and carefully looked at her son's face while sleeping, and her eyes were full of doting.

The palace maid laughed in a low voice: "Your Highness is more like you."

The Crown Princess smiled and said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is not ugly either."

The palace maid smiled, and there was no gaze in the palace, so the master and servant spoke more casually.

"Let your highness sleep." She whispered, helping the princess get up.

The two walked out of the camp, and the noise came over. Looking at the fire and dancing figures in front of them, the princess couldn't help but reach out and pressed her forehead.

"Your Highness." The palace maid whispered, "You go and rest first, the prince must have been all night today."

This hunting party is three days, all night on the first day, rest on the second day, and a banquet on the third day. The couple can probably say a word or two.

What's the difference between being in the palace and outside the palace?

A trace of gloom flashed in the Crown Princess' eyes. Although she had been used to it, she had some expectations for her coming out this time, hoping that the family of three could talk together.

She shouldn't have hopes.

The Crown Princess lowered her eyes and turned around, and she thought of something and turned around the next moment.

"Why haven't the people who go to Yanfang's place come back yet?" she asked.

Although Yan Fang didn't come to see her often, she would definitely reply to her when she sent someone there.

The palace maid said: "It's so late, the third son will stay overnight. Come together tomorrow morning."

It's okay. Anyway, she doesn't have to worry about the matter when she explains it to Xie Yanfang. The crown princess smiled and became energetic again. It doesn't matter whether the crown prince is with her or not, but when Yanfang comes, the crown prince will definitely not ignore it.

This is enough.

The Crown Princess never looked at the prince again and entered the camp with a smile.

Although Xie Yanfang was not here at this moment, the prince was talking about him.

The prince was telling the past to the people around him.

"At that time, Xie Yanfang was still a child in Gu's eyes, but the arrow shot out was really strong." He smiled.

The strong men around shouted, "The prince is really cherishing talents." "The prince is broad-minded and can tolerate the world." "As long as you have real skills, the prince can be lenient." "With the prince like this, I, Daxia, have no worries."

The prince waved his hand, and heard too many compliments. I guess everyone thought so. His eyes swept across everyone, and his eyes were drunk, but more of it was Qingming.

"Actually, when Gu was a child, no one praised Gu's strength." He smiled and said, "Especially for the father, whenever someone says Gu's strength, he will say, Ha, I have raised a young man!"

Lishiduo is a reckless person who can't read a big word. Someone was curious and asked, "What is Gongzi Dang?"

The person next to him hurriedly signaled him to whisper and explained in a low voice what the young master sang meant.

The prince continued to laugh.

"The father is waiting all day to see me being smashed to death," he said, and stood up, "Today, my third brother holds a literary meeting to see him study. I, I, hold a hunting meeting, just to let my father see me, and I will not be smashed to death."

After saying that, he raised his hand to drink.

"Come on, carry it up."

Everyone was also busy and stood up, and saw four strong men walking into the field carrying a cauldron.

This is to-

There was a sudden noise in the field.

Eunuch Qi was about to rush to the prince as he raised his foot. As the emperor's eunuch, he was the most qualified person to stop him here.

"Prince, no—"

But Eunuch Zhu stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness is a proper person." He lowered his voice, "Your Highness has been practicing for more than a year, and the tripod is the most suitable one selected and can definitely be lifted and safest-"

But that was also the tripod carried by four people! Eunuch Qi frowned: "Don't be reckless!"

Eunuch Zhu pulled him and whispered: "Why don't you understand this? There are so many people carrying it, it shows heavy weight. In fact, only two people can lift it up."

But—Eunuch Qi was still worried, and there were cheers all around him.

"The prince is mighty!" Everyone cheered, "The prince is mighty."

Eunuch Zhu laughed softly: "Everyone knows it, and they have practiced it before."

So, what are these for him to show? Eunuch Qi seemed to understand.

At this time, the prince also looked at Eunuch Qi and shouted loudly: "Eunuch Qi, look, go back and tell your father that I am not a young master, and there will be no King Wu of Qin in Daxia."

Alas, this child, Eunuch Qi, is so old, and is still holding his breath.

The prince had already stood in front of the tripod, untied his shirt, naked and majestic upper body, bent his knees and reached out to grab the tripod, and the surroundings were instantly quiet. The next moment, he heard a roar, and the tripod was lifted up by the prince.

The prince raised the cauldron with both hands and stood firmly on the ground like a mountain.

The surroundings were quiet, and the mountains and tsunamis immediately came.

"The prince is mighty!" "The prince is mighty!"

Eunuch Qi smiled helplessly, then hurriedly raised his hand and shouted: "I saw it, I saw it, Your Highness, let it go."

His voice was inconspicuous in the tsunami of mountains and rivers.

The prince held the cauldron, but he didn't hold it. He let out a loud voice with all his strength, then turned his steps and prepared to put it down.
To be continued...