Mo Qingcheng

Chapter 90 The Hunting of the Flower Spirit 3

Chapter 90 Hunting of the Flower Spirit 3

At the turn of Yin and Mao, the sky had not yet fully dawned, and the paddock of the Flower Hunting Conference was already full of people.

Dozens of horses raised their hooves and neighed softly, and the riders on the horses talked and laughed happily, all of them were high-spirited.And the prepared flower spirits who came as "bait" in the paddock have long been gearing up at their respective entry and exit points. They must rely on their agility to avoid hunting arrows and gain a great opportunity to enter the shrine.

Hua Shijun sat in the chairman seat of the spectator seats, and Hua Moyi was the only one among the royal relatives who did not participate in the battle, sitting on his right hand side.

Hua Shijun glanced at the crowd, among the many figures standing side by side in the audience, there were foreign dignitaries, Hua Qianqiu and other royal families, civil servants and military generals, but Lu Xiaonian was not seen.

Even though the emissary had said that Lu Xiaonian would not attend the Flower Hunting Conference, Hua Shijun was still surprised.Moreover, he turned to look at Hua Moyi's face, although he was slightly pale, he was not as weak as he himself said that he couldn't even mount a horse because of his unhealed injury.

"Young Master Lu didn't attend today... I heard it was Xiaoyi, you didn't allow him to come? Why?"

Unexpectedly, Hua Shijun would specially come to ask about Lu Xiaonian, Hua Moyi was stunned, "He doesn't know how to ride a horse and shoot arrows, even if he came, it would be a disappointment."

"I have seen his riding skills alone, Mr. Lu does not seem to be an inexperienced person."

Hua Moyi was secretly depressed. The change of elder brother's attitude towards Lu Xiaonian was really puzzling. Originally, in the palace, there was a vengeance and hatred, but after returning to the royal city, a completely different change occurred. It was another witness to his enthronement. The grand ceremony, Huayaori invited three times and four times, and the relationship was so strangely good.

"He...Anyway, he has other important things to attend, so he can't attend." He prevaricated, "Brother, don't care about him, do you have a fancy for the flower spirit selected today? The newly mature flower spirits join in the prayer."

"Serving the flower spirit of the shrine, those who are capable will naturally occupy it, and there is no one who can be identified." Since Hua Moyi didn't want to mention it, Hua Shijun didn't force him to ask, and asked him instead, "In the past, you were eager to try to hunt flowers. You want to fight for the first place, but this time you are obediently willing to be a spectator. The injury has not healed yet, how serious is it? Do you want the imperial doctor to consult with you again?"

Seeing his elder brother talking, Hua Moyi naturally stretched out his hand to feel his pulse, and hurriedly hid his hand behind his back.Haha: "Actually, it's okay, but, well, yesterday's defeat was too unexpected, and I couldn't adjust it psychologically for a while... So today I didn't have the idea of ​​competing with others for the limelight. It's just an excuse, don't worry too much about it, big brother."

Just kidding, if you want to give the elder brother a pulse, Hua Shijun, who has read Hua Qianqiu's article on human pregnancy matters, may not be able to see that he is ugly.Don't look at the big brother talking and laughing with Xiaobailian now, it seems to be quite good; if he wants to turn his face, Lu Xiaonian has ten lives and is not enough to die.

He hid his hands behind his back and hurriedly changed the subject: "Ah, the time is coming, brother can announce that the flower hunting has started, everyone is waiting."

Hua Shijun looked at him meaningfully, and then at the same loose clothes he was wearing today as yesterday.Said: "Since this is the case, it's better not to work hard. You will take good care of your body."

Hua Shijun looked away from him, and Hua Moyi secretly heaved a sigh of relief.The hand hidden behind her was put in front of her again, unconsciously resting on her lower abdomen.

Flower Day is a grand ceremony for the opening of the whole country. Today's Flower Hunting Conference and the paddock are also open to the people of the royal city.On the huge green grass field, three rows of pear blossom wooden stakes are used to separate the arena from the viewing field, and the ten floors inside and outside are surrounded by spectators.

Whether it is the people watching the battle or the officials who manage the whole game, all eyes are on the riders whipping their horses in the paddock.But in the most hidden corner of the stands, there were a few unnoticed shadows crouching, but their eyes were always focused on Hua Shijun and Hua Moyi sitting high above the stands.Their eyes met each other from time to time, sending out messages.

【Strange, Hua Moyi didn't participate in the flower hunt?Then how to lure him into the urn? 】

[Hua Shijun looks like he won't appear on the stage as a monarch. 】

[It doesn't matter so much, play by ear! ! 】

Hua Qianqiu was sitting astride a Dawan horse with big eyes and a high neck, carrying a quiver with twenty arrows on her back, and her clothes were changed from long-sleeved long clothes to short clothes for riding and hunting. .The five princesses sat tall, handsome and heroic, attracting the attention of many spectators.

In the past, there would always be Hua Moyi, who was also in full bloom, handsome and romantic, by her side. The two brothers and sisters had exactly the same body shape and face, like lotus flowers growing side by side.This time, she did not see the second prince, Hua Moyi, accompanying her in the battle. Although it was still eye-catching, it still lacked the glory of the sun and the moon.

Hua Qianqiu reined in the horse's head and turned her gaze slightly, looking at Hua Moyi in the stands.Hua Moyi got up very early today, so at this moment his brows and eyes are still tired and lazy. In fact, it is very easy for a caring person to see the change in his demeanor, which is different from ordinary injuries.

"Second Emperor's brother still doesn't look very well. Has he had a good rest in Huawu Palace?" Seventh Emperor Hua Shuchen also rode his horse to look at Hua Moyi who was in the stands, and asked Hua Qianqiu, "It's so serious. Can't even get on a horse to hunt? Even if he puts on a show and walks a few steps on his horse, he can still join in the fun."

Hua Qianqiu said: "You know that with the temperament of the second brother, if he participates in the competition, he must rack his brains to win the championship. How can he be willing to put on a few steps to make fun of you?"

Seventh Brother thinks about it too, but the Flower Hunting Conference is the same as the Huayue Day celebration. They are two major events during the Huayao Day. Without the participation of the second brother, it still lacks a little taste.

"Don't be listless," his sister slapped him on the back, and said with a smile, "with sister Huang here, you still have to worry about the second brother not playing? Compete with sister Huang later, who will catch it?" There are so many flower spirits, believe it or not, one Huangjie is worth two of you!"

"That may not necessarily be the case. For this event, Shuchen has put all his energy into improving his riding and archery skills for more than 50 years." Enthusiasm aroused by Hua Qianqiu, the Seventh Brother turned his attention away from Hua Mo. Yi moved over and tightened the reins excitedly, "Then let's see the real chapter on the hunting ground, Miss Huang."

As the hour approached, the daylight gradually had a clear outline.Under the sunlight, the green leaves sway in every corner of the paddock, and the green grass stretches to the sky, and the wind blows the leaves, which is endless.

When Hua Shijun gave an order, thirty good horses of various colors, such as lizard hair, millet hair, or black hair, carried their respective masters, and immediately rushed out like arrows leaving the string.Followed by the cheers and cheers of the audience inside and outside the paddock, the hunting flower officially kicked off.

The several shadows who had been crouching under the stands were as swift as the wind, and at the same time jumped out among the crowd and horses.