Houfu Key Class

After the little emperor put on the Cuju uniform, he dispersed the palace guards, leaving only Buyan and Eunuch Huang.

He said to the thirty-two players below: "Because of your different status, I know that you will respect the imperial power, but I have agreed in advance that there is no high or low status in this Cuju field. You must try your best to play Cuju and you must not let go. Otherwise, replace it.”

"Yes!" The excited voices of the teenagers lit up the palace.

Jin Cheng clapped his hands and began to select team members.

The Cuju competition began. After seeing the emperor's Cuju skills, the teenagers all opened their eyes wide and exclaimed that they were awesome.

Someone shouted directly: "You are so strong that there is no need to give in. Let's not lose too miserably!"

As soon as these words came out, the teenagers became even more excited.

The Cuju play was in full swing, and all kinds of fancy tricks appeared. It was an eye-opener for Eunuch Huang, who had lived in the palace all his life: "Oh my God... Oh my god... I'm in! Yeah yeah... be careful." Be careful... Wow!"

Wu Yan has seen all kinds of things in the world with Young Master Cheng. Now seeing Eunuch Huang as excited as a chicken, he raised his eyebrows and felt that he, a fifth-grade guard commander, was quite stable!

When Luo Jingfeng came in.

Jin Chengzheng made a spinning kick and kicked Cuju into Fengliu's eye, which was a good hit.

"Okay!" Lord Protector applauded him.

Jin Cheng glanced at him and continued to play Cuju with others. The young boy on the field was sweating freely. He was running and jumping hard, and his posture was strong.

Only at this time, only after taking off the bright yellow clothes, did he find a little bit of his former self.

In the Cuju field, no one can be better than him.

"Your Majesty is awesome!"

"The Emperor is so strong!"

The boys on his team shouted loudly.

The opponent's team was also trying their best. Firstly, they wanted to show the emperor their strength, and secondly, they were really unwilling to be kicked out.

After a game, all the teenagers were sweating profusely.

Luo Jingfeng came over with a towel to wipe his sweat: "Cheng'er, I didn't expect you to be so good at Cuju. I've never seen you play before. I thought your archery skills were as bad as yours."

Jin Cheng grabbed the handkerchief and wiped his own sweat.

I don't want to be around him at all.

Luo Jingfeng chased him and coaxed him: "Are you still angry? Why are you more angry than before this time?"

Jin Cheng glared at him: "I don't want to see you, so don't keep coming uninvited."

Luo Jingfeng chuckled: "That's not possible, uncle wants to see you. Speaking of which, we will be hunting in two days. I think your clothes look very good. Go ahead and wear this. Uncle will teach you how to practice archery step by step."

Jin Cheng subconsciously wanted to refuse, but he endured it and said, "Practice your archery with a live target. Stop drugging those prey."

What he had done was exposed by his nephew in front of so many people. Luo Jingfeng's face flashed with embarrassment. He winked at Eunuch Huang, and everyone left.

In the huge Cuju venue, the cold wind blew.

Luo Jingfeng took the cloak next to him and put it on him: "The past is in the past. Don't always keep it in your mind and talk about it. I didn't do that to make you happy."

Jin Cheng said: "I'm not happy."

Luo Jingfeng raised his hands and surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'm not happy, I'll change, I'll change my profession, right? When we're hunting, I won't do anything, I'll just concentrate on teaching you archery, okay?"

"Um."

Royal hunting grounds.

Because the emperor was young, the young masters from aristocratic families who accompanied him were all of the same age, but they did not play a role in accompanying him because Luo Jingfeng took Jin Cheng alone.

In the hunting ground where no one interfered, the number and size of the prey were normal. Jin Cheng took a bright yellow bow and arrow and carefully aimed at a pheasant.

After the arrow feathers left the string, a few chicken feathers were shot off.

Missed again.

Luo Jingfeng walked over and asked: "Why haven't you used the yew bow that my uncle gave you before? That bow is good."

Jin Cheng originally wanted to use it.

He shamelessly went to Shen Yibai and asked for it back.

But now, he has no thoughts at all.

Jin Cheng found an excuse and said perfunctorily: "I've grown taller, and it's a bit small for me to use."

Luo Jingfeng replied: "I see, I was negligent. Let's make do with this today, and my uncle will make you a new yew bow when you get back."

Jin Cheng carried the quiver on his back and walked toward the rabbit in the distance.

Luo Jingfeng also walked over quietly and whispered to him: "When you aim, don't just stare at their current position. For a small and flexible thing like this, you can aim at its head and wait for them to listen." When the arrow moves forward, the position will change to the back.”

Jincheng did as he taught, and sure enough he hit the target.

He tilted his head and saw Luo Jingfeng's encouraging smile: "Well done, Cheng'er, your learning ability is better than uncle."

If he had heard him say this before, Jin Cheng would have been very happy, because he felt that his uncle had seen his ability.

But now, Jin Cheng knows.

It's useless for him to see it, just like He Shangshu looks at He Zheng. A father looks at his son as a junior. He will not respect your abilities. He has his own authoritarian code.

Jin Cheng walked forward with his bow in hand, continuing to look for new prey.

Luo Jingfeng was not angry and chased after him to help him find it.

"Pop-plop-plop-" Many pigeons popped up.

Jin Cheng quickly raised his bow, but Luo Jingfeng grabbed the bow and stopped his movement.

Jin Cheng impatiently wanted to ask him what he wanted to do again.

Luo Jingfeng frowned and said warily: "There are too many pigeons flying out. There is something wrong with the thorn bushes in front of you. Don't go there."

After saying that, he did not go over, but just protected his nephew behind him and whistled into the dark.

This was the signal of the Protector of the Country to call people.

In order to be alone with Cheng'er, he deliberately sent away all the guards.

Now it would take a while to call people.

The next moment.

Several figures suddenly flew out of the thorn bushes, all with short sharp blades on their bodies, rushing straight towards the two people!

There were assassins in the hunting ground!

Luo Jingfeng quickly grabbed the quiver on Jincheng's back and used the arrow feathers as weapons to protect himself, but the assassins' moves were all killing moves, rushing straight towards the little emperor.

"Ah..." Jincheng tried hard to hide, but he was always chased and chopped by them. The assassins' goals were very clear.

"Cheng'er, be careful!" Luo Jingfeng raised his foot and kicked the assassin who was about to chop his nephew away.

The anger of the Duke of the Protectorate ignited, and he shouted angrily: "Who are you? You dare to murder the emperor, don't you want the heads of the nine clans?"

The assassins looked at each other and continued to attack!

Luo Jingfeng grabbed his nephew with one hand and fought with others with one hand. The Duke of the Protectorate, who was highly skilled in martial arts, could have killed people everywhere, but was forced to move by several assassins.

He was slashed twice on his arm, and blood gushed out.

In fact, as long as he let go of Jin Cheng, those assassins would not be his opponents at all, and it would be impossible for them to hurt him.

But Luo Jingfeng, who was red-eyed with killing, refused to let go, but held it tighter, as if holding his life, and did not allow anyone to get close.