This time the hunt was held in Nanyuan. The emperor always liked to have a big battle in front of him. Five thousand imperial troops opened the way and officials were allowed to bring their relatives. The end of the procession could not be seen from a distance.
Yang Shu rode his horse at the front, like a bird being let out of a cage.
Everyone was surprised when they saw him. He was a faceless person and was not qualified to participate.
But Jiang Chuan was not only in the team, he was as arrogant as ever. Even in front of the Holy Master, he showed no intention of restraining himself.
What is his identity?
The officials' suspicions grew stronger.
Wu Lu's eyes fell on Yang Shu from a distance, and with inquiry, none of the people he sent to the Feng family came back.
The Feng family regarded him as a treasure. What exactly was hidden in Jiang Chuan? It can make the Feng family go crazy like this.
Feeling the gazes falling on him one after another, Yang Shu pinched the horse's belly and ran even more energetically.
Because there were many female relatives, the team did not move very fast. It was almost dusk when they arrived at Nanyuan.
After pitching the tent, Yang Shu called Mengpo into the forest.
Before he could go, he was stopped by Feng Shangshu. The forest at night was not ordinary dangerous. In order to make the hunting more exciting, more than one black bear was put in it.
"Qingwan, why does uncle indulge him so much?" Sheng Rui lowered her voice, unable to suppress her doubts.
"I don't know either." Feng Qingwan shook her head. Even though she was close to her cousin, if one more person knew Jiang Chuan's identity, there would be more risks.
Feng Qingwan only hoped that the people from Marquis Jingyang could arrive in Jian'an as soon as possible and take Jiang Chuan away.
Seeing that Feng Qingwan didn't know, Sheng Rui withdrew her gaze and glanced somewhere, with a smile on her face, "Qingwan, the third prince is looking at you."
Feng Qingwan raised her eyes and met the third prince's gaze. She smiled and nodded.
"Why don't you go over?" Sheng Rui touched Feng Qingwan's hand.
"Cousin, he and I are not engaged after all, so we shouldn't get too close." Feng Qingwan's voice was clear.
"Don't pay too much attention to the rumors outside. If Yang Shu hadn't delayed you, you and the third prince would have been married long ago."
"Cousin, it's getting dark, let's go in." Feng Qingwan lost her mood to chat when she heard Yang Shu's name.
As soon as the third prince entered the tent, his face suddenly darkened. He kept lowering his attitude, but she was so proud that she actually became arrogant!
Do you really think he must be her?
"I heard that the third prince of the Yan Kingdom is very talented in poetry. I want to compete with him."
Yang Shu leaned towards the guards outside the tent and said arrogantly.
The guard frowned and said, "Mr. Jiang, His Highness has taken a rest."
Feng Shangshu valued Jiang Chuan, and no matter how disdainful his style was, the guards did not dare to have a bad attitude.
"Just rest?"
"Get off, I'll wake you up." Yang Shu pushed the guard and started to move forward.
"What's the fuss about?"
The tent door was opened, Guo Yi came out, his eyes swept over Yang Shu.
"Are you the third prince?" Yang Shu looked at Guo Yi with contempt on his face, "You don't look good at all. You are so graceful and handsome. You people of Yan country don't tell the truth."
"Do you dare to compete with me in poetry?"
Guo Yi's eyes were slightly cold. Jiang Chuan was really arrogant and rude, which made people unhappy.
"It's getting late, let's take a rest early." Guo Yi looked calm and didn't want to get entangled with Yang Shu.
"Meng Po, when you get back, put up a banner and say that the name of the third prince of the Yan Kingdom is not true. He is a idiot and far inferior to me." Yang Shu folded his hands and said leisurely.
"Let's go." Yang Shu looked away arrogantly and shouted, showing as much disdain to Guo Yi as possible.
The clay figurine still had a temper, not to mention Guo Yi, who was fierce in his heart. He turned around and called Yang Shu, "In Nanyuan, poetry competition is not suitable. Don't you think you are good at riding and shooting? Let's see who can hunt tomorrow. There are many prey.”
"Okay." Yang Shu responded happily, "Since it's a competition, there must be something positive."
"I heard that you are very close to the girls from the Feng family?" Yang Shu's words contained meaning.
"If you win, I will give you a thousand fine horses and ten chests of gold and silver."
"If you lose, lend me that girl for two days."
Guo Yi's eyes turned cold, "Jiangchuan, this is the Yan Kingdom, don't force me to take action."
"Come on, chop here." Yang Shu pointed at his neck, "Frown, I lose!"
"If you don't dare to challenge, then you don't dare to challenge. Who are you threatening? Do you think this young master is scared?"
"Let's figure it out. Ye State is stronger than Yan State. We are going to fight. You are not even qualified to stand and talk to me. What the hell are you crazy about?"
Yang Shu sighed, seemed to have lost all interest, and left cursing.
Before Meng Po followed him, he glanced at Guo Yi's face, which was indeed livid and filled with anger.
Yang Shu never leaves any room for people he doesn't like, and would rather die of anger.
"He is a prince after all, can't you restrain yourself?" Meng Po whispered.
"Why restrain yourself? He will tolerate it anyway." Yang Shu opened the tent door and said, "Do you still need to be polite to the enemy?"
"You don't have a good face in front of me."
"As a human being, don't be too lenient on yourself and others."
Mengpo stepped back into the tent and stepped back. Yang Shu didn't listen to what he said, but he couldn't refute it.
"Absolutely abominable!"
Sheng Rui's face was full of anger, and Yang Shu was shouting in front of Guo Yi's tent. It was impossible not to reach everyone's ears.
"I'm going to find my uncle. Jiang Chuan must be severely punished!"
"Cousin." Feng Qingwan held her back, "A few words and making a big fuss will only make me more embarrassed."
"Then let him be so arrogant?"
Feng Qingwan narrowed her eyes. Her eldest brother was seriously injured, but her father could endure it, let alone this little thing.
"Cousin, father must have his own considerations, so let's not make things difficult for him."
"Qingwan!"
Sheng Rui shouted, "You just tolerate it too much!"
Feng Qingwan smiled bitterly in her heart, can she bear it? I just know that no one makes the decision, and the more the grievances become, the greater the grievance will be.
"Cousin, go to sleep."
Feng Qingwan pulled Sheng Rui to bed and comforted her with words.
Guo Qi raised his eyebrows after hearing what he said. Jiang Chuan was really a mad dog. He wanted to take a bite from everyone.
Guo Yi was humiliated, and Guo Qi's anger at destroying the secret guard was somewhat relieved.
This revelation also made everyone even more surprised and suspicious. It was okay to provoke the prince. Jiang Chuan's status in Ye Country was probably not low.
But since he has a noble status, how can he become the face of the princess?
Everyone was puzzled.
"Prince, the defense in Jiangchuan is as strict as that of the emperor." The entourage entered the tent and said to Wulu.
Wulu stared intently, "This is by no means simple."
"Tomorrow, I'll find a way to get people here."
"yes."
After the entourage left, the night fell silent.
In the early morning, before everyone woke up, Yang Shu had already sharpened his knife.
Anyone who listened to the roaring voice had to look at him.
"Will there be blood today?" Meng Po looked in the direction of Lin Zi and spoke in a low voice.
"Hunting, if there is no blood, you are racing." Yang Shu sharpened his knife very seriously without raising his head.
"What you are sharpening is a knife." Meng Po glanced at him, "It is for hunting, but it is a bow and arrow."
