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Volume 1 Dragon Trapped in the Shoals Chapter 71 Loot

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.    Everyone in Ziguang Pavilion was first shocked by the "black shadow" falling from the sky. Most of them didn't have time to see what the thing landed on. After all, the moment the thing landed, the guards who reacted very quickly had already surrounded Zhu Yijun and several others.  He stayed there for fear of being assassinated.  Only Zhu Changxun, with his sharp eyes, glanced at a gap and then roared angrily, startling everyone again.

    Zhu Yijun waved his hand to signal the servants to step back, and everyone looked at the things on the ground.  I saw a bird lying on the ground not far from Ziguang Pavilion, with an arrow stuck in its body. It was probably dead. If you look closely, you will find that it is a pigeon with black standing feathers on its head.

    Hearing Zhu Changxun's roar and the pigeon falling from the sky, everyone unconsciously raised their heads and looked up at the sky. When they saw it, they immediately understood that Zhu Changluo's "streaming arrow" might have hit the most advanced "phoenix" in the sky.  The first idea¡±!

    "Father, Zhu Changluo did it on purpose! He must have done it on purpose! It's so abominable. He just went for my 'Fengtou Idea'. He must be jealous to do this. Father, he must punish him severely and replace him."  I make the decision!" Zhu Changxun refused and immediately complained loudly to Zhu Yijun.

    Zhu Yijun frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied with Zhu Changxun's playful behavior. This was in public, with so many people watching, so it would be a joke to be so rude.

    "It's just a drifter. He didn't go specifically for your 'Fengtou idea'." Zhu Yijun said, but he also had doubts about Zhu Changluo. Is it really a drifter?  Is there really such a coincidence?

    Empress Wang was very happy and said beside her, "Your Majesty is right, it's just a coincidence. Luo'er has always been a well-measured child and has always been very protective of his brothers and sisters. How could he do it deliberately?"  Targeting you? It's just a stray arrow, that domestic pigeon is unlucky."

    Although Concubine Zheng was still troubled by Zhu Changxun's recklessness just now, she immediately became unhappy after hearing what Empress Wang said.  what do you mean?  Could it be that my son doesn¡¯t do things properly?  Never loving and caring towards his brothers and sisters?

    "Xun'er, what is your attitude? How could the eldest son of the emperor deliberately target you? Even if he was a little dissatisfied with you just now, he would not take such revenge!" Concubine Zheng was reprimanding Zhu Changxun on the surface, but in reality she was scolding Zhu Changxun.  It was to remind Zhu Yijun that Zhu Changluo might have done this kind of thing because he was dissatisfied with Zhu Changxun asking him to shoot Liu.

    "Father, he must be"

    "Okay!" Zhu Yijun interrupted Zhu Changxun, waved his hand and said: "Keep reading!"

    At this time, the balance in Zhu Yijun's heart was already leaning towards Zhu Changxun, and he also suspected that Zhu Changluo did it deliberately.

    Zhu Changxun's face was full of unwillingness, and he shut up angrily, hating in his heart the son of a local man whom he had always looked down on.  Of course, under Concubine Zheng's numerous warnings over the years, coupled with the lessons learned a few years ago, he rarely mentioned the words "son of the capital" to people in person.

    Zhu Changluo rode the Purple Lion and just ran a short distance before circling back. He took the time to look up in the air, and couldn't help but feel happy that he had lost sight of the "Fengtou Idea".  I really didn't expect that my angry arrow could be so accurate. I didn't have high hopes at the time. What a coincidence.

    Now that Zhu Changxun's "phoenix idea" was shot down with an arrow, Zhu Changluo knew that it might be a bit troublesome, but he didn't care. He didn't intend to please Zhu Yijun anyway. That was almost a hopeless thing.  The deep-rooted prejudices in Zhu Yijun's heart cannot be eliminated by deliberately trying to please him. In this case, why bother?  As long as things don't go beyond Zhu Yijun's boundaries, it doesn't matter such trivial things.

    Of course, this does not mean that Zhu Changluo will be so stupid that others will take advantage of him. If he can avoid being criticized, he should try his best to do it as smoothly as possible.  Therefore, in order to prevent people from suspecting that he shot the "crested idea" deliberately and make people believe that it was just an "accident", he also missed the second arrow.

    The arrow missed again, which made many people give up the idea that the first arrow was deliberately aimed at the "Fengtou Idea". It was probably because the "Fengtou Idea" was too unlucky and actually hit the "Flower Arrow".

    Zhu Changluo didn¡¯t want all three arrows to miss, and he didn¡¯t want to make people suspicious, so when shooting the third arrow, he deliberately controlled the purple lion to prevent it from running too fast, so that people could clearly feel the purple lion¡¯s deceleration.  In this way, even if the third arrow hits, people will not be too suspicious.

    Controlling the purple lion to slow down its running speed, Zhu Changluo aimed at the nearest gourd and shot it without hesitation.

    After the arrow passed, the gourd staggered down.

    "Snapped!"

    The gourd fell to the ground, and a dove flew out of it, spread its wings and flew into the sky.  Go beyondHe flew higher and higher, and stopped when he reached the height of the pure white dove called "Heron White" that Zhu Yijun shot out.

    ¡°Look, the eldest prince shot out a top-notch ¡®ink ring¡¯!¡±

    ¡°Ah, it¡¯s really ¡®Mo Huan¡¯¡­¡±

    What flew out of the gourd shot by Zhu Changluo was a pigeon that was all white except for a circle of black feathers around its neck. This kind of pigeon is called "Ink Ring" and is a domestic pigeon that is no less inferior to "Egret White".  .

    At this time, Zhu Changluo had controlled the purple lion to stop. After dismounting, he did not look at what kind of pigeon he had shot or how high it was flying. Instead, he touched the purple lion's head rather reluctantly.  I really want to make this horse my own!

    Handing the reins of Zi Shi Cong to the little eunuch who rushed over to serve him, Zhu Changluo came to Ziguang Pavilion reluctantly, saluted Zhu Yijun and said, "My son, I let my father down. I shot three arrows in a row before I was lucky enough to shoot down the gourd."

    "Well, it's not bad, at least not all three arrows were lost." Zhu Yijun nodded, as if nothing had happened.

    "Zhu Changluo, did you shoot down my 'Fengtou Idea' on purpose? I know what you are thinking, don't you just want to show it in front of your father? Huh!" Zhu Changxun saw that Zhu Yijun did not blame Zhu Changluo, and finally couldn't bear it.  Stop, shouted angrily.

    Zhu Changluo laughed secretly. After all, he was still too young and because he was spoiled, he really dared to say anything.

    "What? Third brother, what's going on? What shot down the 'Fengtou Idea'?" Zhu Changluo looked stunned, as if he didn't know anything about it.

    "Hmph! Why are you pretending to be innocent? Don't tell me you don't know. Your first arrow was clearly aimed at my 'Phoenix Idea'! Zhu Changluo, you can deceive others, but you can't deceive me. I know who you are.  Such a person" Zhu Changxun curled his lips and said angrily.

    "That's enough!" Zhu Yijun said. He really had a headache for this third son. Why was he still so unimproved?  They don't speak regardless of the occasion. It seems that the few lecturers who serve as lecturers for Xun'er are really useless. They have been studying for more than three years. Why haven't they made their son more educated and sensible?  Maybe I should change a few and try again.

    "Don't mention this matter again."

    "Xun'er!" Concubine Zheng also glared at Zhu Changxun without concealing it. She also had a headache about her son: "How could your elder brother do that kind of thing? Even if he shot it deliberately, so what? Isn't he just a pigeon?  Is it? Just shoot it, it¡¯s no big deal. Stop talking about it.¡±

    Zhu Changluo frowned secretly, what are these words?  Does it sound like a lesson?  What a troublesome woman.

    Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "That's it for today's willow cutting. Xun'er, the 'crested idea' you shot will fly the highest. Tell me, what do you want?"

    Zhu Changxun was obviously still angry. He pouted and said, "Didn't my father say that the reward would be twice the original amount?"

    Concubine Zheng¡¯s brows almost raised in anger, ¡°My stupid son, the emperor wants to compensate you and let you make your own conditions, can¡¯t you hear it?¡±

    "Xun'er, why don't you quickly thank your father? In addition to the set reward, what else do you want? If your father is happy, say it and maybe your father will satisfy you." Zheng  The imperial concubine could only remind her.

    "Really?" Zhu Changxun immediately became excited.

    Zhu Yijun smiled and nodded.

    "Okay!" Zhu Changxun immediately became energetic and pointed at the pigeon that had landed on the ground and said: "I want that 'Ink Ring'!"

    Concubine Zheng groaned silently and patted her forehead, almost suffocating her breath to death!  What evil had I done to give birth to such an honest son?

    Originally, according to the rules, in today¡¯s willow-cutting scene, whoever shoots the dove will generally get it.  Of course, no one cares about a pigeon. If any of them wants it, they can just give an order on weekdays. What pigeon can't be obtained?  However, this is what I have earned, and the meaning is no longer the pigeon itself. Everyone is having fun.

    Zhu Changxun¡¯s meaning was very simple. He just wanted to snatch away the pigeon that belonged to Zhu Changluo. Who told him to shoot his own "crested idea" to death!

    Zhu Yijun smiled bitterly, without asking Zhu Changluo for his opinion, and waved his hand directly: "Take it, take it!"

    After thinking about it, he turned to Zhu Changluo and said, "Your trophy is gone. What do you want as compensation?"
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