On this occasion, he couldn't say much and had to think carefully about every word he said. After all, his words represented the final conclusion. But he was not a quick-responsive person.
Except for persuading his son, he didn't say a word.
But at this time, he really wanted to say a few more words. As long as Xi'er was not allowed to fight, he could say anything.
But, no! He is an emperor, an official, and the emperor of the Song Dynasty.
Queen Cao also knew about it at this time.
Xi'er is strong, but has she ever fought with anyone? She has always only known Wen Shu...
She was no longer calm, and wanted to go to Zichen Palace several times to bring Xi'er back... She also knew that this was a state matter, not just a joke between two children.
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Zhao Xi didn't move. He watched the opponent running towards him and didn't move. He didn't think he wanted to collide with him...
Daxia's envoys all looked at the scene with joking expressions, but the imperial court... was more intolerable.
They all hope that His Highness will hide quickly, but they also know that if he hides and the other party stops in time, it will definitely be a very embarrassing situation.
Seeing that the opponent was about to hit him, Zhao Xi just put the weight on his front legs...
Sure enough, the moment they were about to collide, the other party stopped abruptly and swayed... he must have known the shortcomings of tying one's arms.
At this moment, the Prince of Daxia, who had just stopped, raised his right fist and hit Zhao Xi...
"hiss……"
The hall made a neat sound of inhalation.
Zhao Xi was waiting for this! He saw his front legs bearing weight, his back legs taking half a step to the right, his body following the trend, and his body rushed into the opponent's arms very quickly.
The other party reacted very quickly, and the punch he threw out had no effect, and he bent back randomly and prepared to hold Zhao Xi...
All movements have muscle memory. During sparring, the muscles receive instructions from the brain and the movements they make are related to daily exercise.
The same goes for the other party! Unfortunately, he made the mistake of forgetting that Zhao Xi is one head lower than him...
Zhao Xi ran into the opponent's arms, and used the power of his body rotation to hit the opponent's left armpit with his right elbow... It hurt! It actually hit the rope directly.
As soon as the blow missed, Zhao Xi followed the opponent's tied left arm and prepared to go around behind the opponent again...
Unexpectedly, the opponent's actual combat experience was quite rich. The bent right arm failed to hug Zhao Xi, so he realized the height problem and actually squatted into a horse stance at this time... This also caused Zhao Xi to go behind him and was bent by the opponent.
The knee was affected.
And the opponent has already punched again, directly aimed at the back of Zhao Xi's head...
"Your Majesty..."
"Xi'er..."
When he heard the shout, Zhao Xi had already dodged the blow...
Indeed, Zhao Xi could not see the fist following his head, and his movement towards the opponent's back was blocked by the opponent's crouching horse steps...
But Zhao Xi now knew that if his attack wanted to be effective, it would be almost impossible to attack the entire upper body.
Binding one of his arms makes the opponent less balanced, and it is also equivalent to wearing a suit of rope armor! This grandson had already thought about it when he tied himself. There was no need to wrap so many ropes, but he was so wrapped that he couldn't even see his body.
fur clothes.
The moment he was blocked from going around behind him, Zhao Xi directly reached out and grabbed the opponent's collar... This fur clothes tied very tightly with a rope could really hang up Zhao Xi.
Zhao Xi just grabbed the other person's collar like a swing, stepped over the other person's bent knees, and went around behind the other person.
The other party reacted quickly. As soon as Zhao Xi landed, the hand holding the collar in his hand had not yet come off. The other party had already turned around and was dragging Zhao Xi...
At this time, Zhao Xi was leaning sideways, and the opponent's fist was clenched again, pointing at the back of Zhao Xi's head again...
People no longer cared about exclaiming, this scene was really a fight between children.
Zhao Xi knew that he was full of loopholes at this time, and he could be hit by anything, but he was still reluctant to throw away the opponent's collar.
It is useless to attack the upper body, let alone the lower body. With your own strength, even if you hit a weak spot such as a nest, it will have no effect.
Only above the neck.
At this time, the only thing to do is to see who is faster!
Zhao Xi quickly moved his hands left and right. The collar he was holding with his right hand was quickly replaced by his left hand. At the same time, his body also jumped up.
With just this move, Zhao Xi made a fist with his right hand, protruded the interphalangeal joint of his middle finger, and quickly struck the opponent's neck behind the ear...
"Plop..."
I thought that when Zhao Xi was three years old, he could knock down a palace guard like this. Now, he almost used all his strength... and the prince finally fell.
The people in the main hall didn't even see what was going on, and saw the two people in the center of the main hall fall down.
I thought that the process of children would continue, you press me, I press you, but it turned out that Zhao Xi pushed away the Daxia Prince who was pressing half of his body, and slowly stood up...
What's going on? Win?
What's going on? Lost?
Everyone was stunned. Only Chen Lin, who was standing behind Zhao Zhen, squinted his eyes. He remembered the dead palace guard beside the palace wall... He couldn't explain the reason for the bruises on his neck at that time.
At this point...just pretend it didn't happen.
This kid is so heavy, even half of his body was pressing down on Zhao Xi, but it took a lot of effort to push him away...
No one expected that it would be Zhao Xi who stood up.
Zhao Xi stood up, clapped his hands in a symbolic gesture, and circled around the Prince of Daxia... Before he could even turn around, Daxia's envoys had already surrounded him.
Fortunately, nothing was lost here. Even a group of literati came over to show their courage. However, the expressions on their faces were very shocked.
This is no longer children's play. Chen Lin also stood beside Zhao Xi.
"My lord, how is he?"
"Have a faint for a while, half a stick of incense, and you'll be fine when you wake up."
Old Chen Lin, who was very knowledgeable, lowered her voice and asked quietly.
Everyone in the court gathered around, and they were all frightened. Even Zhao Zhen was dumbfounded.
It was just children playing at first, but why...someone died! The person who died was the Prince of Daxia. Now...even if Zhao Xi is a child again, he can't explain it clearly to Daxia.
Everyone in the court knows that this matter may never be over.
That is to say, envoys cannot bring weapons into the palace, otherwise it will definitely be a melee. The guards in the entire hall have drawn their swords, and Zhao Zhen can only see the scene through the human wall, and he is completely protected.
Originally, Chen Lin wanted to take Zhao Xi away, but after hearing Zhao Xi's words, she turned towards Zhao Zhen, nodded slightly, and then approached the Prince of Daxia.
He squatted down and gently touched his neck with two fingers, which was the spot where Zhao Xi had just hit... He wanted to spread Yu Jie away.
"Your prince is fine! You will wake up soon!"
Chen Lin could feel that when she touched the prince's neck, she already knew that the prince's move was not fatal.
At this time, Daxia's Zhengdan envoy also knelt down and touched it...it was really fine.
Zhao Xi felt that the official envoy seemed very disappointed...