Zhao Xi had a good idea, but unfortunately, he was tricked by others.
When Zhao Xi finished speaking, everyone except himself... looked at him with strange eyes.
What do you mean? Why do you still have that look in your eyes when you see an ignorant child? Especially the father.
The princes in the court seemed to understand what he meant, but why did they look regretful? Or did they look at him with pity.
"Yes! The bet between this prince and the King of Song Dynasty has come true!"
Sigh...wait a minute, they really have a thousand war horses now, right? Does a diplomatic trip require thousands of people?
Let me go! Just put a thousand cavalry into Bianliang City like this? This Honglu Temple actually agreed to such a request? The political hall has eaten shit?
Zhao Xi looked at Daxia's envoys strangely, but also at the ministers on his side...
It seems that I was a little reckless, maybe this is the result I need.
"Your Majesty, there are indeed thousands of war horses in Daxia."
Wang Su was considered one of his own and told Zhao Xi the result very sincerely.
But Zhao Xi was still confused.
"The envoys sent by Daxia usually consist of one person and three riders."
Got it! This is to show off the country's prestige. One person has three cavalry, which is probably how they are equipped when fighting against the country.
Leave a thousand riders behind... Oh, the imperial court cannot let people go back on foot, so they have to send gifts out of the country.
The envoy sent by Daxia was not stupid and did not give Zhao Xi a chance to try.
The Song Dynasty is indeed short of horses, but if Zhao Xi wants to practice... there is still no shortage. The problem is that they don't give him a chance to breathe at all.
As soon as the bet was agreed upon, Zhao Xi had to ride a horse and shoot an arrow.
A stone bow... I was originally going to serve as a prisoner. But there was a Xiaohuangmen. The new Xiaohuangmen came last year and brought over what I had used in previous years.
"Your Majesty, little Li Xian. This is the bow that I first learned archery with when I was seven years old. I have always taken good care of it and it is more rounded than a new bow."
This man is discerning and knowledgeable. He is not like those idiots in the court, and he is ready to give his new prisoner...
Zhao Xi didn't move, and Wang Zhongzheng took it. Not only did he pull it casually a few times, but he also gave Li Xian a silly look.
The bow was tested by Da Xia, and it was not just one person, but four or five people had pulled it... Zhao Xi really wanted them all to go through it, but just in this moment, a stone bow was pulled by these rough guys.
The intensity should be somewhat reduced.
Although it is very subtle, Zhao Xi does not want to let go of any favorable factors now.
There is a martial arts hall in Ouchi, after all, the world is conquered.
This place is a bit remote, across the court from the inner garden, and Zhao Xi has never been there.
Someone should be cleaning it frequently, the ground is very clean, and the obvious broom sweep marks can be seen on the square tiles laid on the ground. Even the swords, guns, swords and halberds placed on the shelves are all shiny and shiny.
Speaking of which, it is embarrassing. Three generations ago, the Zhao family was still able to conquer the world, but now, my father dare not go out for fear of strong winds.
When entering the martial arts arena, the expression on the face of Daxia's envoy said it all. They really believed that Zhao Xi had never seen a war horse before.
This is it...the royal martial arts arena, which is no different from an altar.
Keeping this place is to commemorate the achievements of our ancestors, but rather to laugh at the depravity of future generations.
But the princes of the imperial dynasty, and even my father, were not embarrassed at all. Old Chen Lin seemed to feel the same, with a hint of regret in her eyes... In their internal prisons, even the Imperial City Division's personal officers, daily training
, can only be performed in a small room, in such a martial arts arena... Oh, it's really a waste.
The war horses were brought, ten of them. This was Zhao Xi's request. He didn't want anything to happen to him while riding. He knew that some war horses had a tacit understanding with their long-term breeders. With any movement or sound, the war horses would be destroyed.
will take appropriate actions.
He is still young and still has a lot of time to live. It is not easy to live a new life. He is still destined to be an emperor. What a wonderful future he has. He did not expect to end up like this.
With his small body, if he stumbles or stumbles at any time, he is destined to be thrown off. Then, if someone takes advantage of the chaos and creates some chaos... Zhao Xi does not believe that the imperial court is clean.
When Zhao Xi approached the war horse... he really regretted it.
In his memory, he could photograph the horse's back, but now he couldn't even photograph the horse's legs!
In the memory of horseback riding, Zhao Xi was in his twenties and 1.8 meters tall at that time, but now, he is still a child...
At this time, he looked at the war horse. Although he was not afraid, he was really timid.
This... how do you ride this?
Not to mention stepping on the stirrups, even the reins can only be pulled at the end. Not to mention my short legs now... I guess I can't move them at all, it's just like sitting flat on the back of a horse...
You can't retreat, but... just go ahead and fight!
He hesitated like this... Daxia's envoys felt much more relaxed now.
Their horses are not the draft horses raised by the Song Dynasty, which are as docile as women. Their war horses are all used on the battlefield. Although not all of them are unruly, there is certainly no one that is docile.
Zhao Zhen was surrounded by people and tried to stop him several times...
"Officials, now that the matter has come to this, if the prince retreats on his own or there are extenuating circumstances, if the officials or our court officials stop it, there may be something wrong."
"Officials, what Prime Minister Jia said makes sense. Only the prince can make the decision on this matter."
Sigh... Zhao Zhen looked at Xi'er, and then at the husband in the court... Today, my son has taken care of all the matters for the audience, so it's easy for you and others.
But...he really couldn't speak.
He also knew that it was too late to ride a tiger at this time. If he opened his mouth, Xi'er would not necessarily back down except for making the envoy laugh.
Although Zhao Zhen didn't have much time with his son, he still knew something about his son from the Queen's mouth. Xi'er was a stubborn person, much tougher than him, firm yet flexible.
"Your Majesty..."
"It's okay, let's give it a try. Xiao Wang should be able to handle it."
"Your Majesty, I will follow your Majesty. If there is any accident, I will handle it myself."
Dad was quite thoughtful and sent old Chen Lin here.
"Hug me up."
There is no way, I can't get on the horse at all.
A very funny scene... Zhao Xi was carrying a bow that was as tall as himself, and old Chen Lin hugged him like that and put him on the back of a war horse.
Zhao Xi felt that he should be being held on horseback at this time...
The horse hasn't moved yet, so it should be waiting to shake the reins, right? Zhao Xi thought so.
But not only did he need to ride, he also had to draw the so-called one-stone bow. Then he definitely didn't have the ability to take the bow out of himself while riding, so he had to take the bow out first and wear it on his right arm...
Zhao Xi suddenly remembered that his comrade once said that scratching and stroking the area in front of the horse's armor would make the horse feel comfortable...
Zhao Xi clung to his body with difficulty, and gently scratched the horse's front armor with his little hand... Huh? There was a door, Zhao Xi saw the horse's ears twitching.
"drive……"
Zhao Xi clung to his body as if he were afraid. He held the reins in his left hand and the bow in his right hand. He lay on the horse's back and scratched the horse's front armor...