The harem has always used the rewards given by Emperor Xuanwu as a criterion for judging favor.
Shufei was most proud of the reward of Luozidai this time, as she was finally reused.
It also made Empress Duan and Concubine Liang feel wary.
The three parties, plus Concubine Jia who was supported by the Empress Dowager, formed a four-way confrontation in the harem and officially started the war.
Two days later, in the training ground of the Archery Pavilion east of the palace.
Sitting on the shiny black imperial horse with brisk hooves, Xuan Ling was wearing a black brocade robe with dragon pattern, and his brows revealed extraordinary heroism and deep wisdom.
Man and horse became one, galloping towards the distant shooting range.
He held an exquisite bow and arrow, the bow was made of high-quality rosewood, the bowstring was taut, and the arrow was made of carefully selected cold iron, with a sharp edge.
He raised the bow and arrow, aiming at the bull's eye, his movements smooth and powerful, like flowing clouds and running water.
There were only five or six "whoosh" sounds, and the arrows accurately pierced through a row of bull's eyes, leaving six perfect holes.
Prince Teng rode on horseback and clapped his hands behind him.
"Your Majesty's ability to shoot arrows through a hundred steps is still as good as ever, leaving me far behind."
Eunuch Fu stepped forward, handed over a brocade handkerchief and a water bag.
He said with a smile: "Your Majesty, your fever and cold have not yet fully recovered. You can't work so hard anymore."
Xuan Ling threw the bow and arrow to him, "You little dog slave, you're the only one who keeps talking too much."
Eunuch Fu hugged the bow and arrow and sat down on the ground.
"This bow and arrow is really heavy. Your Majesty is truly a god. Drawing the bow and shooting the arrow is a piece of cake. I am just a useless piece of shit. I can't even lift it."
Xuan Ling jumped off the Ferghana horse,
"Useless dog slave."
He kicked him, but he didn't hit him. Eunuch Fu pretended to roll on the ground and smiled for Emperor Bo.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the Arrow Pavilion is equivalent to a lookout tower in the palace, with a broad view.
Xuan Ling put his hands behind his back and looked down at the entire Forbidden City and the capital.
"Prince Teng, this time I asked you to put aside your personal affairs and go to the Ministry of Revenue. Do you have any complaints?"
Prince Teng was the legitimate son of Prince Yong. As Prince Yong died young, he inherited the title.
Prince Teng knelt down and said:
"Your Majesty, I have witnessed your wisdom and bravery over the years and have long wanted to contribute to a peaceful and prosperous era. I must thank you for your appreciation."
"Get up."
"The Ministry of Revenue has some long-standing problems. I want you to make drastic reforms. Go ahead and do it. I support you."
"I will try my best."
The two chatted about work for a while, and Xuan Ling took out the blue and white porcelain jar and took a throat lozenge.
"This stuff from Jiu'an Tang is pretty good. Have you ever been in the medicinal herb business?"
Prince Teng picked up the porcelain jar and looked at it, puzzled. "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this isn't from Jiu'antang. I've worked with them before, and they don't have this packaging."
Xuan Ling calmed down. It wasn't from outside the palace, and Gao Shurong didn't know medicine. So it must have been done by Sheng Xiyan?
She made some throat lozenges but didn't deliver them herself because she was afraid that he would be confused about the answer he wanted.
Sheng Xiyan, I know that making throat lozenges is the duty between the monarch and his subjects.
"Your Majesty, it will be General Qi's death anniversary in a few days. I will go to the grave to see him. Is there anything Your Majesty wants me to convey to him?"
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