Chapter 96 Pigeon Breeders

Opening his eyes, the beloved was still sleeping soundly, with a stable face on his handsome face. Mo Xiang wanted to reach out and touch the face close at hand, but she was afraid of waking up Qin Shubao. Feeling the heat from Qin Shubao's nose, Mo Xiang suddenly raised a smile that only belonged to her, which was particularly reassuring.

Last night, I was guided by the young master Xu Xu. At the last moment of breaking 1 melon, I felt that I was floating in the sky, but when my body was occupied by the young master and shed tears in pain, I felt very happy and fulfilled.

Thinking of last night's entanglement war and those shameful things, Mo Xiang blushed her face, closed her eyes like an ostrich, but her face became more and more red.

Qin Shubao opened his eyes angrily and couldn't get up, but he didn't have a good attitude to be disturbed by sleep. He squeezed Mo Xiang's buttocks fiercely and said, "Sleep."

Mo Xiang exclaimed in pain and drew people over. She hurriedly covered her mouth. Seeing Qin Shubao's face, Mo Xiang lowered her head and did not dare to cry or speak.

The subordinate is always a subordinate. Even if he is spoiled by his master and does not say that he wants to be a concubine, he is still a subordinate. Ordinary maids are like this, not to mention Mo Xiang's personal maids! It was raised for the children to play with, not to mention status.

Mo Xiang didn't dare to speak and didn't dare to cry. She leaned stiffly in Qin Shubao's arms. Qin Shubao closed his eyes and couldn't sleep even if he wanted to sleep. He simply opened his eyes.

The snow-white skin is getting more and more moist, and the bottom is ruddy. It is pleasing to look at. The beauty in the arms has a faint fragrance, which is scattered and attracts people to smell. I wanted to raise my hand to hold the beautiful woman in my arms, but I found that the beautiful woman in my arms was tense.

With a silent smile, Qin Shubao twisted a pinch of his hair and gently scratched the people under the ink fragrance nose with the tip of his hair. The ink fragrance gently wrinkled his nose, raised a few stripes, and then calmed down, lovely and tight.

Qin Shubao grinned at the root of his ear, laughed silently, and gently slipped through Moxiang's nose. Moxiang did not dare to move, so he had to wrinkle his nose desperately. He didn't know that Qin Shubao was teasing her at all.

Repeat several times, Mo Xiang finally opened her eyes. After finding the culprit, her eyes immediately turned red. I don't know whether it was wronged or uncomfortable. Seeing that the situation was not good, Qin Shubao's head flashed, and Mo Xiang's lips were gnawing fiercely, and then developed into a waist movement shaking the bed.

Spring is infinitely good...

He pretended to cross the horse and went out, followed by more than a dozen guards. Each guard held a Lingti in his hand. Qin Shubao looked at the cloudless sky and sighed, "There will be a good harvest today."

"Let's go!"

One person led a horse for Qin Shubao, and a group of people and horses stepped out of Bianliang City from the west gate of Qinfu. The green and birds in the suburbs kept singing. Qin Shubao whistled, and a little gray fell from the sky and fell elegantly on Qin Shubao's arms. Shenjun looked straightly.

There are many veterans training eagles in the team. When they saw Hai Dongqing in Qin Shubao's hand, they were envious! But think about it, his master is the master who dares to draw a knife from the prince, and this divine master can indeed match his own master.

Unconsciously, people have changed their views on Qin Shubao.

"Go!"

Raise your hand and shake your arms, Ao Tian shines directly into the clouds, and disappears in a blink of an eye. This speed makes the veteran of the training eagle so envious.

Play, there must be a goal! But when your goal is achieved in the hands of others, you can only envy it.

'Sanchun' is a time when animals thrive. Conscience hunters will not choose to hunt at this time. Even if life is hard, they will not do the kind of end their children and grandchildren, because they firmly believe that if they have it, they will be returned. As you are like today, you may be beaten to death by a blind bear one day when you walk in the mountains.

But Qin Shubao didn't understand. He saw that there were many birds and beasts in the forest. He raised his hand with a few crossbows. Fortunately, his eyesight was poor, and he accumulated a little yin virtue and did not kill.

After walking for a while, several rabbits rushed out of the grass. Qin Shubao immediately ordered the dog to be released, but he chased several rabbits with thorns, which made Qin Shubao angry and distressed.

Avoid appeared when crossing the woods. In the middle of the open space stood a wooden stake, and several wooden sticks stretched out from the pile, like a tree. More than a dozen oily pigeons stopped on the pile. The sun shone with colorful light.

Qin Shubao ordered people to stop and retreat to the forest. The crossbow looked carefully and said, "Look, you are still immortal."

After the "sw" sound, with the sound of the bow string, a pigeon fell down before the military crossbow was put down. Qin Shubao wanted to shout happily, but found that the pigeon on the stake did not fly.

"Stupid pigeon!"

With such a good target, how could Qin Shubao waste it? He lifted the crossbow and continued to aim, pulled down and wrenched, and another pigeon landed on the ground, but this time it caused the pigeons**.

Qin Shubao raised his hand, and the guard with bow and arrow pulled up the bowstring and aimed one by one. Qin Shubao saw that the pigeons were about to fly and shouted, "Let go!"

Flying arrows were like locusts, and Qin Shubao did not forget to shoot the crossbows in his military crossbows. A sound of breaking the air passed, and it began to rain pigeons in the air, but several of them still escaped.

A white shadow flashed in the sky, and the claws instantly grasped a pigeon's chest. Proudly, they threw away the prey under their claws like human nature. Several flapped their wings to catch up with another pigeon in the same direction. After several spins in the air, they pierced its heart and fell in front of Qin Shubao with victory.

Qin Shubao nodded slightly and said to Aotian, who was stepping on the pigeon, "Eat it!" That's yours."

With Qin Shubao's words, the proud genius began to peck the feathers on the pigeon under his feet, which made the people marvel.

The guard picked up all the pigeons, pulled out the arrow feathers inserted in them, and reported to Qin Shubao, "Young master, I hunted a total of eight pigeons, but I found pigeon bells from them. It seems that they are raised by others."

Qin Shubao said 'Oh' and didn't intend to ask. Is it not allowed to kill pigeons raised by others? But when he saw the pigeon bell in the guard's hand, he changed his mind and said, "Show me the bell."

The guard presented the bell, and Qin Shubao scolded at first sight, "What a prodigal thing! It's all about the silver wire and gold thread!"

The pigeon bell is originally a small object worn on the feet of pigeons, which is not a heavy weapon. The flying pigeons bring a sound to the sky, like a stone in the temple. Looking up and looking up, it is peaceful. The pigeon flew back and forth, naturally, and the pigeon bell was naturally not too heavy or too big, but in this square inch, it caused a bunch of craftsmen to compete for beauty and be full of tricks.

Who makes it easy for rich families to earn money?

Pigeon bells are generally made of brass texture, carved and brushed, easy to process, and can be precipitated over time, dyed green gradually, and quite ornamental. But for the children of rich families who care about this kind of thing that is not worth much, they naturally have to use valuable things, gold, silver and jade, and pens. But only the silk pinching technique dominates and lasts for a long time.

Measure the fine things in your hand, less than half a taels, but the price is more expensive than half a taels of gold! Can this prevent Qin Shubao from scolding the pigeon owner as a prodigal?

Throwing the objects in his hand to the guard, Qin Shubao said lightly, "These things are worth some silver. You take them back and exchange them for some wine money."

The guard holding the pigeon bell smiled and took the things into his arms. The rest of them thanked Qin Shubao loudly.

There is a string of pigeons hanging on the horse's tail, like sugar-coated haws, which is really shocking, but if the connozzers who know pigeons are present, they must beat their chests and feet angrily.

The group walked not far, and there was the sound of rolling horseshoes behind them. Hearing this sound, the guards of the Qin family immediately surrounded Qin Shubao, and their bows and arrows were full of bows, looking back warily.

The roads that Qin Shubao and others walk are all paths, not a post road. On the road, only two horses can be run side by side, but the sound of horses' hoofs behind them is by no means the trend of two horses. Who is not nervous if something happens suddenly?

Forty breath long and short, I finally saw the person coming, the angry horse in black, dressed as the little man, but holding a bright steel knife in his hand. When the Qin family guard saw that the man had shown his blade, he became more cautious. If the person hadn't dressed up as a little man, the guards of the Qin family would have thought that they had met the ringing horse at the feet of the emperor!

Around 30 people rode in a circle and did not come forward to attack. A guard of the Qin family asked loudly, but no one responded. It was thought that the master had not yet arrived.

After more than ten breaths, a sharp and angry shout came from the forest: "Which bastard killed my baby? Bastard bastard, how do you treat my baby, our family will deal with you! The dog is raised by a mother.

The tall horse came to scold a white man!