The Submissive Emperor

18

The palace is located on the south side of the mountain.

Jingyi Mountain is not large, and the flat land excavated is not enough to build the entire palace. Therefore, the palace’s palaces are all built on the hill, scattered up and down, which is very interesting.

The crown prince’s residence was named Ganquan Temple, which was named after a spring of the mountain. There is a tall maple tree in front of the temple, with luxuriant branches, covering the sky and the sun. The leaves on the tree have all turned into color at this time, with a little withered yellow in the bright red, moving with the rustling of the mountain wind.

In order to enjoy the scenery, the palace does not sweep the fallen leaves during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The clear spring gurgled out from the cracks in the rocks, and merged into a clear stream by itself, flowing along the mountain. The maple leaves fall in the water, layered on top of each other, clearly visible.

"People say that the maple tree is the Yellow Emperor's weapon. It cuts Chiyou and makes it red." Lou Jing caught a fallen leaf on the bluestone path covered with red leaves and played with it.

"Even though Chi You is dead, Jiu Li is immortal, a hundred waste is waiting for prosperity." Xiao Chengjun stood beside him, looking at the high maple tree, above the maple tree, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the northern geese fly south.

The Yellow Emperor's killing of Chi You is a legend in ancient times. The Yellow Emperor's tribe and Chi You's tribe Jiuli fought fiercely. The Yellow Emperor beheaded Chi You, his weapon was stained with Chi You's blood and turned into a maple tree. What Xiao Chengjun said was that Chi You was dead, the tribe of Jiuli is still there, the world is still unstable, and there is still much to do.

Lou Jing walked over, took the hand of His Royal Highness, and put the maple leaf in his palm, "Stealing for a long time, don't think about those troubles."

Xiao Chengjun looked down at the red leaves in his palms, and smiled slightly, "I'm the one who is disgusting."

"Isn't it?" Lou Jing smiled and held his hand. "Beijing geese fly south. It's a good time to play game. Come, let's go find Zhang Gong."

"Playing game..." Xiao Chengjun reluctantly let him take him to go out. With such a beautiful scenery, this person wanted to shoot birds and eat meat. It was really unbelievable.

The palace was naturally equipped with bows and arrows, and Lou Jing excitedly took the Prince's Palace down to shoot the wild goose.

"You have injuries on your body, it's better not to move." Xiao Chengjun frowned when looking at the longbow in the hands of the princess.

"It doesn't matter if you hurt your leg." Lou Jing climbed onto a huge stone-hewn platform, and the group of geese fluttering towards the sky, easily pulled away the Sanjun bow in his hand.

Thirty catties is one jun, Lou Jing is pulling the Sanjun bow, like pulling a slingshot effortlessly, Xiao Chengjun watched this scene, and finally understood what kind of powerful inner family practice is.

Le Xian, who was holding the quiver, had to climb up the high platform and handed the quiver to the place where the princess could reach as soon as the princess reached out, waiting for him to miss a hit before drawing.

The bow was bent like a full moon, and the tip of the arrow pointed to the sky. Listening to the tight sound of the bowstring of the beef tendon, Le Xian also clenched the quiver in his hand. With a "swish", the sharp arrow left the string, turning into a black light, and shooting straight at the geese.

Everyone held their breath and looked at the cloud. Before they could see clearly, there was already a wailing in the air, and the last of the geese in the shape of "people" fell straight down.