A month later, that morning, Yuan Qing finished practicing in Qujiangchi and rushed to Beishan. He planned to hunt and make money. This was the inspiration he got when he killed a wild dog. It depends on the owner to beat a dog. If you shoot wild game, there is no taboo. You can practice archery and make money. Why not do it?

Moreover, wild game can usually be sold at a good price to sell to a wine shop. He remembered that someone could sell it for three hangs when shooting a wild sheep. Although there are mountains and forests near Qujiangchi, there are many villages after all, and there are few wild animals. At most, there are some wild ducks, pheasants, rabbits, etc., which are not worth it.

The north of the city is behind the palace, where hills are crisscrossed, valleys are deep and nearly a hundred miles deep, forests are vast and sparsely populated, and wild animals are often present. Because they are close to the palace, people are generally not allowed to enter, and ordinary people are not allowed to hunt, so there are many wild animals.

In autumn, the royal family usually go to hunt there, and there are also the Ba River flowing there. There are many wild ducks in the river, but wild ducks are not worth much, and one can be sold for at most ten yuan.

Half an hour later, Yuanqing ran to the north of the city. The terrain of Daxing City was high in the southeast and low in the northwest. Ba, Wu and Yu alluvial to form a plain, and Daxing City was built on this plain.

But the Longshou in the northeast was the highest place in Daxing City. Decades later, the construction of the Daming Palace began here, but it was a deserted mountain area. However, if you walk thirty miles northwest, it will be where the Han Chang'an City is located, and there are still people living there.

Therefore, the best hunting location is in Longshouyuan in the northeast of the city and a large area of ​​primeval forest in the north. It is close to Xi Neiyuan. Cavalry often patrols in the garden, and mountain people are not allowed to enter. This area belongs to the outside of Xi Neiyuan and is not allowed to hunt.

There was a road not far from the palace. There were soldiers patrolling the road, and pedestrians were not allowed to pass. However, Yuan Qing climbed up the cliff, entered the jungle, and rushed all the way. Except for the cavalry patrolling the road, there was no one in the forest, and there was not even a woodcutter.

In fact, people are not allowed to enter this area to hunt or chop wood. Soldiers are guarding every intersection, and there are troops patrolling the road near the palace, which is very vigilant. Especially Yuan Qing with weapons, he will be regarded as an assassin. Once discovered by soldiers, he will be worried about his life and the risks are very high.

Although the risks are high, the benefits are also high. There are many kinds of wild game in this area, which is an excellent place for hunting. If you are more courageous and sneak into the Xi'an Garden of the Imperial Palace, the benefits there will be higher.

When Yuanqing heard a chat with the Yang clan, he said that some brave people sneaked into Xi Neiyuan to hunt rare animals to obtain fur. Once caught, they will be punished and imprisoned at the least, and die at the worst. However, if they succeed, they will often make a fortune. The ones stocked in Xi Neiyuan are rare animals, and the fur is very expensive.

Yuan Qing walked in a quiet valley. He was wearing blue cloth clothes, half-old cloth boots, flat scarf on his head, a two-foot-long thick knife with a thick back, a pot of feather arrows on his back, and a black long bow in his hand. Although he was dressed roughly, he was heroic and vigorous and his steps were light.

There are vast and virgin forests on both sides of the valley. It is early spring February. Everything is revived, the branches and leaves sprout, the grassland turns green, and groups of birds circling and singing above their heads, full of vitality.

A few miles behind him was Xi Neiyuan, which was basically not blocked from the mountain fields outside, with only a few boundary stones. Xi Neiyuan was actually surrounded by dense primeval forests. The middle area was a horse-drawn grassland. The entire Xi Neiyuan was more than ten miles long and only a few miles wide, with thousands of martial guards stationed inside.

After crossing Xi Neiyuan, you can see the tall and magnificent city walls. The towering palaces can be seen faintly inside the city walls. There is the imperial palace of the Great Sui Empire. He can even see a majestic palace gate, which is the Xuanwu Gate. The Xuanwu Gate incident in history broke out there.

Yuan Qing was thinking about it when suddenly a huge black shadow passed by his head. Yuan Qing had a very good eye and recognized it at first glance that it was a male pheasant, dragging its long tail feathers, and the feathers were very gorgeous. Last month, he and Niu Niu went shopping on Yuan night, and a pheasant feather would cost ten yuan.

What Yuan Qing saw seemed to be no longer a pheasant, but a hanging of money flying in the air. He was thirsty about money and shouted, pulling his feet to chase after him.

Three years of foundation building and devilish training have made his physical strength scary. He simply took off his cloth boots, ran barefoot, and his figure was as fast as a ghost. In an instant, he chased the pheasant less than thirty steps away from the pheasant. The pheasant also felt danger. Just as it was about to fly into the forest, Yuan Qing had already pulled his bow like a full moon, and a string was undone, and the arrow was like a meteor, and it shot through the pheasant in the air in an extremely rapid manner. It cried with a writhful cry and fell from the air.

Yuan Qing was overjoyed. He rushed up the valley slope and found prey in a clump of grass. The pheasant was dead and blood flowed down the arrow shaft. Yuan Qing grabbed the arrow shaft and picked up the pheasant. It weighed about two or three kilograms. The feathers were very long and very gorgeous. He counted and there were fifteen beautiful feathers.

In fact, the feathers of pheasant are the best in autumn. Now it is early spring, and the quality is still a little worse. However, rare things are expensive, so there is definitely no problem selling these feathers for a long time.

Yuan Qing was in full bloom. This was his first prey and his lunch. He took the arrow back to the quiver, pulled his feet and ran deep into the valley. After crossing the valley, the Ba River was there.

The Ba River had thawed, the water flowed sufficiently, slowly flowing through the mountains and fields. There were dense primeval forests on both sides. Half an hour later, Yuan Qing, who was sitting by the river meditating, slowly woke up from his breathing regulation. He felt full of energy, as if he could not use up his strength, but his courage was so hungry that he was gurgling.

When he turned around, he saw that the fire burning beside him had gone out. He jumped up with joy, pushed the fire away, dug out the mud balls of roasted like hard shells from the ground, and knocked it with a knife, and the mud shells fell off, revealing hot white meat inside, and the aroma came to his nose.

Yuan Qing saw this beggar chicken in the book. He tried it for the first time and was successful. The only thing he didn't know was that he didn't need to pluck the hair. After the hair was roasted, the feathers fell off naturally, and it took him half a day to pluck the hair.

Yuanqing sprinkled with salt, and he was already salivating. He picked up the fat white cooked pheasant and chewed it. While gnawing, he looked at the bunch of feathers inserted on the grass next to him, floating in the air like a flag. He smiled to himself and said, "It's not bad! You can eat, you can earn, and you can practice archery skills. This kind of life is good."

But just after chewing it for a few bites, he suddenly threw off the fat chicken, turned over and pulled the knife into his hand, and he felt a strong sense of danger.

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Just within fifty steps, something was approaching him, and he could hear clearly. The sound of limbs stepping on branches was definitely not a human. He inserted the knife into his belt, picked up the bow and arrow to search everywhere. His eyesight was different from ordinary people, and no subtle changes could be escaped from his eyes.

Suddenly, his eyes fixed, and on a laurel tree thirty steps away, his eyes were staring at each other with a pair of fierce and sharp eyes.
Chapter completed!