A few days later, the Holy Master stopped at Gubeikou.

This is the third time Shu Shu has come here, and nothing seems surprising.

This was the first time for Dafujin and Thirteenth Fujin to see the legendary Great Wall.

Dafujin is okay, very stable.

When I arrived at the Thirteenth Fujin, I couldn't help but come to the palace to find Shu Shu.

"Sister-in-law Jiu, this doesn't look very high, can it stop someone? Can't it be blasted with a cannon?"

Shu Shu said: "..."

I can see that he is a scholar from the Ministry of War, and he knows a lot.

Shu Shu said: "When there are firearms, the defense is poor. When there are no firearms, it is really effective."

Besides, who is defending this Great Wall?

They are a grassland people and they don't have any military industry, just riding and shooting.

However, the history of building the Great Wall only dates back to the Ming Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty did not build the Great Wall. The Mongolian vassal was used as the Great Wall and its territory was extended to the north.

Thirteen Fujin immediately understood. Looking at the majestic Great Wall, he thought of the Eight Banners entering the Pass.

It has the function of firearms, but it is more likely that someone has opened the level.

It can be seen that no matter how good the defense is, it cannot guard against people's hearts.

The elder brother's office is only the elder brother's office of the thirteenth elder brother, not her elder brother's office.

Gualjia Gege is here, and her prince Fujin is doing something else.

It's like the perfect union at the beginning of a wedding, just like a dream.

When you wake up from the dream, it is another kind of loneliness.

Thirteen Fujin fell silent.

Shu Shu had a good impression of her, but didn't know what to say.

It doesn’t matter if the Thirteenth Fortune is good luck, after all, unlike the Crown Princess, the Fifth Fortune, and the Seventh Fortune, they had the eldest son of a concubine before they entered the house. It’s also not good if they say they are unlucky. Last year, in the draft of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the house of the Holy Lady was pointed out.

's great-niece.

That one has passed through the royal palace, and cannot be taken lightly or seriously.

Shu Shu really felt that there was something wrong with Kangxi.

As a widower myself, I can’t bear to see that my sons’ lives are so smooth…

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In the palace, Kangxi felt his nose itchy.

It is cool in the mountains and there is no suffering from the heat.

Kangxi recalled that in the 22nd year of the reign of Emperor Tai Tai, the Empress Dowager came to Gubeikou to escape the summer heat. At that time, the eldest brother was only twelve years old, the prince was ten years old, and the third elder brother was eight years old.

Generations of ancestors and grandchildren lived in the palace, vaguely just yesterday.

In the blink of an eye, it has been twenty years.

The Empress Dowager is deceased, the eldest brother and the prince are on the same page, and the third brother also has his own little ideas.

Kangxi thought about the prince, he couldn't take it lightly or take it seriously, and he felt at a loss.

At this moment, there was movement at the door.

It's Brother Jiu who is here. Please see him outside.

Kangxi was a little surprised. It had been several days since he left the capital, but Brother Jiu had not come to the imperial court.

This is once again.

He nodded and called people in.

Brother Ninth came in with a food box.

Kangxi glanced at the clock. It was still early for dinner.

"Khan Amar, my son found that a plum tree in the palace was ripe, so he asked someone to pick some fruits..."

With that said, Brother Jiu opened the food box. In addition to a plate of creamy-yellow plums, there were also several sauce plates.

One saucer is filled with honey, one is filled with chili powder, and the other is filled with brown powder.

When Kangxi saw this, the corner of his mouth twitched, knowing that this was not a serious plum.

Whose plums are dipped in condiments?!

Brother Jiu said: "It is not advisable to eat too many plums, but eating a few bites will help digestion. Try it..."

Kangxi glanced at the brown powder.

Brother Jiu said: "That's plum powder, sweet and sour."

Kangxi looked at him and said: "Everyone else has gone to the school grounds, but you are free..."

Brother Jiu smiled and said: "My son is self-aware and doesn't show cowardice. He has some shortcomings and some strengths. Not being good at shooting is his shortcoming. Who can be perfect!"

Kangxi snorted: "You're just lazy!"

Brother Jiu coughed slightly and said: "This body depends on your parents for your skin and hair. This is a great filial piety for your son. Take care of your body so that you don't have to expose it to the sun and worry about your mother."

Kangxi glanced at him, but he was now able to speak and became thicker-skinned.

He looked at Zhezi, his neck was also stiff, and he wanted to stretch his muscles, so he got up and got off the kang, saying: "Come on, let me see how long you are..."

Brother Jiu's mouth felt bitter after hearing this.

This Li Zibai is filial?!

It was just Kangxi's order, and it was not his turn to object, so the father and son went to the palace grounds.

There is a seat in the school ground, and the straps on the seat are made of apricot yellow.

This is the prince's seat.

The prince was not sitting, but shooting arrows.

The prince is holding a ten-power bow. There are several arrows on the red heart of the target, and there is only one arrow outside the red heart.

Many low-level guards were watching, and they all looked at the prince with admiration.

This is the prince who was taught by the emperor step by step. He is as good at shooting as the emperor.

Prince Zhi also held a bow, but it was only a seven-power bow. The arrows on the target were scattered a bit, and there was one scattered under the target.

There is only two years difference between him and the prince, but because of his beard and because he worked in the Ministry of Industry and often patrolled the Yongding River in the past few years, his skin is dark and he looks like he is more than ten years older than the prince.

As a result, when the guards saw him, they couldn't help but wink, feeling that the eldest son of the emperor, who was famous for his bravery, seemed to be somewhat unworthy of his reputation.

Brother Thirteen also held a seven-power bow in his hand, but did not shoot an arrow. He looked at the two people on the field.

This is the choice of two people...

The prince returned home and spent most of his early years in Beijing to supervise the country and rarely appeared among his predecessors.

The ministers of the imperial court knew that the prince had outstanding abilities and had never made any mistakes in overseeing the country.

People outside are very unfamiliar with the prince.

The prince did not hide his martial arts skills.

On the other hand, Prince Zhi, was he really deposed because of alcoholism, or did he choose to be deposed?

But without Prince Zhi in front, it always feels weird.

The fourteenth elder brother was on the bow stand, looking at the bow on it, undecided.

Another year passed, and he had begun to control the strings of the seven-power bow.

If it takes a long time and the stamina is insufficient, and you practice shooting in front of others, you can just shoot a few times in total, and there will be no problem at all.

The eight-power bow can also be drawn, but it is not guaranteed to be accurate.

The fifteenth elder brother and the sixteenth elder brother stood aside honestly, watching the two eldest brothers shoot arrows. The fourth elder brother stood aside and was talking to the two younger brothers about the difference between the new bow and the Manchu bow.

This is what Kangxi saw when he sat on the chariot and brought his ninth brother over.

When everyone heard the sound of the whip, they knew that the holy driver was coming, and they all came to greet him respectfully.

Brother Jiu saw this and quickly stepped aside to get out of the way.

Looking at the reluctant look on the face of the ninth elder brother, the fourth elder brother knew that he had not escaped death.

"My son, I would like to send my regards to Khan Amma..."

All the princes bowed.

"Qika..." Kangxi got off the chariot, raised his hand, saw the prince's seat, and looked away again.

"How's your practice going?"
To be continued...