As long as it was food, Huzi would not refuse it. He took it, opened the paper bag and took a big bite.

"How's it going?"

Xu Jing asked expectantly.

Tiger nodded, "delicious."

There are cooks in the palace, and they make snacks from time to time, but their craftsmanship is not very good. My sister-in-law seems to have something to do, so she hasn't made delicious food for him for a long time.

Listen to him say delicious, Xu Jing also happy, body forward, close to him a little, "if you like to eat, I will bring you every day."

"Good."

Tiger just bit a crisp cake, a talk, cake residue spray out some, "my sister-in-law said, tomorrow evening test mutton kebab, I invite you to eat."

"Really?"

Xu Jing's eyes lit up and he couldn't help swallowing his saliva. "Do you really invite me to eat?"

"Of course!"

Tiger patted his chest, "I mean what I say!"

"Yes, yes."

Xu Jing nodded like a chicken pecking rice. He has eaten mutton kebabs, which are very delicious. It's a pity that his parents won't let him eat too much. When he arrives at Prince Zhan's house, he can eat them with open stomach.

Zhou Kun heard it in the back and snorted with disdain. Xu Jing used to listen to him in everything, but now he has become a fool's valet.

Strange voice, "Xu Jing, you have to think well, you and he can have a grudge, don't at that time, mutton kebab didn't eat, was calculated."

"What do you mean?"

Xu Jing didn't understand.

On the contrary, Huzi understood. He took a bite of butter cake and said vaguely, "he said that my mutton kebab will poison you."

Xu Jing's eyes suddenly widened. He looked at Hu Zi and Zhou Kun. He swallowed his saliva unconsciously. "No, no?"

"You fool..."

Hu Zi raised his left hand and knocked him on the head. "You are more stupid than me. You go to my house to eat mutton kebabs. If you are poisoned, it's not too obvious."

"That's right."

Xu Jing scratched his head. He didn't mind that Hu Zi said he was a fool. He just asked carefully, "can you take medicine?"

Hu Zi felt that he could not be saved, so he turned around biting the butter cake. Even he could understand something, but Xu Jing couldn't understand it. He was really a fool.

Xu Jing wanted to ask again, but seeing that Hu Zi didn't want to pay attention to the back of his head, he swallowed what he said.

Qi'er heard several people's conversation in her ears and continued to read her book quietly.

Zhou Kun stared at his back and snorted with disdain.

In the afternoon, as soon as the penultimate lesson is over, tiger jumps up and drags Qi'er, "Qi'er, let's go to the shooting range."

This is his favorite riding and shooting class. He is waiting for this class every day.

Xu Jing was busy packing, "wait for me, I'll go with you!"

"Hurry up."

Huzi urges him to clean up slowly. He starts to help him. He pulls Qi'er's hand and runs out. He doesn't forget to ask Xu Jing, "keep up!"

They both know martial arts. They run and fly like each other. Xu Jingjiao is used to them. She can't keep up with them. However, when she goes out of the door, they are left far away and shout at the top of her voice, "wait for me!"

Hu Zi heard the cry, looked back and saw his round little body twisting slowly. He let go of Qi Er's hand and ran back. He grabbed one of his hands and pulled him forward.

There is a rule in teaching riding and shooting. Whoever goes early can practice first. If he has enough practice, he can go. Hu Zi was thinking about the mutton kebab and wanted to be the first to go.

Who knows, with Xu Jing as a laggard, after the three of them ran, Zhou Kun and others arrived one step faster than them.

It's nine in all, in groups of three.

That is to say, they have to wait for the two groups to reach themselves. Huzi is not happy and pokes Xu Jing's fleshy arm. "They all blame you. You run too slowly."

Xu Jing breathed heavily. His face and body were sweating. After a long time, he gasped and won. "It's not just right. We'll go to your house to eat mutton kebabs."

"But we'll have to wait a long time."

"No, it's just two groups. It won't take long. Don't be angry. I'll bring you a lot of delicious food tomorrow morning. "

Huzi is happy. They go to the tree to cool off. Huzi and Xu Jing laugh and say something. Qi'er's eyes fall on the people who practice riding and shooting in the field.

These people are always with Zhou Kun. Zhou Kun is the only one who looks forward to the future. These three people practice seriously.

Zhou Kun didn't go on the court, standing on the edge of the court and talking to the other two people. He just looked here from time to time from the corner of his eyes, and saw Qi'er staring at the people in the field. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

After the first group of practice, the teacher praised a few words, and soon the second group.

Zhou Kun's riding and shooting is the best among the students. Every time he comes on the stage after practice, he is praised by the master. This time, he is no exception. The master stands on the edge of the court, stroking his beard with one hand, "see, it's the same class. Look at you, and then look at Zhou Kun."

No one spoke to the students. When Zhou Kun's group finished practicing, the teacher praised Qi'er, Hu Zi and Xu Jing.

With a smile on his face, Zhou Kun led the horse to Qi'er and handed him the reins. "Little wind, be careful."

Qi son has no facial expression, took the reins, light way, "thank you."

Zhou Kun's smile retreated the field, the vision intentionally or unintentionally swept the eye saddle.

Qi Er has been paying attention to his every move, naturally will see his action in the eyes, quietly led the horse, the horse check again, the most important is the saddle.

Huzi also checked, but he thought about going back to eat mutton kebab early. He only looked at it on the big side and urged, "Qi'er, hurry up!"

Xu Jing also checked, but also some can't wait.

After Qi'er's inspection, the three men mounted and ran around the shooting range for several laps.

Huzi and Qi'er have been practising for a long time. They can run effortlessly. Xu Jing's body is a little crooked on the horse, and he keeps barking.

The tiger couldn't see. The horse was next to the horse. He reached out to help him. "The more you call the horse, the more disobedient it is. You just straighten up and hold on to the reins. It's OK."

Xu Jing listen to him, the body straight, grasp the reins, really much better, to the tiger squint a smile, "start."

The first is horse riding and shooting.

Qi'er is the first one, holding a bow and arrow, galloping from one side of the field to the other side. The bow and arrow are full of strings, shooting towards the target.

The arrow went out with the wind and stabbed steadily at the target.

"Good!"

Huzi and Xu Jing shout at the same time.

The master nodded with satisfaction.

The smile on Zhou Kun's face froze for a while, and soon recovered.

Three arrows in a row, the arrow hit the target, although it is not a red heart, it is already the best.

There was a lot of cheering outside.

Huzi couldn't wait. He took the bow and arrow, put his feet on the horse's belly, and drove the horse toward the target. The bow was full of strings. "Look at me!"

As soon as the words came out, the horse under him suddenly hissed, two front hooves raised high, and the arrow in tiger's hand flew out uncontrollably, straight toward Qi'er.