Three feet away, a colorful tiger was lying on the ground, waiting for an opportunity to move.
The guards behind wanted to rush up, but they were afraid that the tiger would be threatened and rush over, hurting the elder brother's life, and they could not escape. Qili whispered: "Brother, elder brother, please stay back and take your time.
"
Bart was already sitting sideways on his horse, planning to pounce on Yinti if the tiger made any move. Everyone behind him slowly came up, and together with Sabintu, he winked at Sulu and the guards: Hurry up and set up your bows and arrows.
superior!
Yinti's horse, which was trained in the palace, was trembling at the moment, and its front hooves could not support it and fell to the ground. Yinti still tightened the horse's belly, making himself as stable as a mountain, as if he was integrated with the saddle.
Noise an arrow, draw the bow, and aim at the tiger's eye.
The people around held their breaths and watched the confrontation between the prince and the tiger. During tea time, just when they thought the tiger was about to give up, the colorful tiger suddenly burst into flames and rushed straight towards Yindi.
The long arrow shot into the tiger's eye, protruded from the side of the tiger's head, and spattered a trail of blood.
Yinti led the horse forward, but the tiger twitched violently again. Yinti pulled out his sword and struck it down. The guards also swarmed up and surrounded the tiger, and Qili wanted to apologize.
"What's wrong with you? Hurry up and tie it up. I will take it to show Khan Ama when I get back!" Yinti put away the bow and arrow and looked at the tiger happily. It's great. The fur is not much damaged and will not be wasted.
.
He looked at his hands and saw that there was already a thin layer of calluses on them. He did not waste his past experience. His extraordinary physical strength was directly related to his daily scientific training. In this era, he already had the capital to settle down.
"My eldest brother is so brave!" Sulu helped tie up the tiger and carried it to the cart brought by the guards.
Yinti pointed forward: "Go forward! We can still find beasts. Warriors, follow me!"
The guards and Haha Zhuzhu both raised their waist knives: "Ouch!"
When Rong Ruo found a group of them, Yin Ti had already walked back. Rong Ruo looked at the cart that was loaded with a tiger, two wild boars, countless rabbits and pheasants, and felt that Cao Yin was right.
, I just worry too much.
"cousin!"
Yinti ran over on horseback and said, "Look, I'm so powerful! I shot the tiger myself."
"Awesome, really awesome." Rong Ruo smiled and nodded: "Don't tell me, this tiger shot right in the eye, and the tiger's skin was not damaged by the several cuts. It does have a hand."
"Cousin, how about you help me write an article, um, The Story of the Fuhuhu?"
"Travel notes need to be written by yourself to be interesting, and the chapters are all official articles. How about I give you the first words?"
Yinti smiled in surprise and said: "Of course that's good, I'm all ears."
Rong Ruo and his cousin rode together and walked to the station. Within a hundred steps, they composed a poem: "The distant mountains are picturesque, with horses in short clothes. The rustling and falling trees are overwhelming in autumn. Don't look back. Under the needle sun. Don't let your soft intestines linger.
, I’ll just wait until I get home. But I’m worried about holding my bun in front of the lamp, and I can’t say enough words to leave people behind.”
"It's good, but I think it's a bit... This is about the daughter of a boudoir, right?" Yinti tilted his head and asked: "The first half is about horses in short coats, but the second half is about us hunting people.
Que then turned into a heart-wrenching concern, and in the end, there were endless words of separation."
"Why, isn't it good to write about the farewell of a daughter in a boudoir?" Rong Ruo smiled: "There are people who care about you, and I think it's good when there are people who care about you."
"It's not a bad thing. Oh~ I understand. Is my cousin thinking about my cousin-in-law?"
Yinti winked at Rongruo, and Qili and Sulu behind him also laughed. Even Sabintu and Bart, who were guarding the prey, couldn't help laughing. However, Rongruo did not blush, but frowned.
Said: "Don't talk nonsense."
"...You two still can't get along?" Yinti lowered his voice, "But my aunt brought her cousin into the palace, and my mother-in-law said that Gege is a good person."
"There are many good people in this world, and there are also many good girls. They are countless. Do I have to get to know them one by one?" Rong Ruo sighed, "You are still young, you will know in the future."
Yinti stopped talking. When the group arrived at the station, they found a group of people kneeling outside. Liang Jiugong came out and led them into the emperor's residence.
Cao Yin welcomed them over, and Rong Ruo asked: "Isn't that Wenxian? The one in front seems to be his father..."
"It's Wenxian and his father, General Shi Lang." Cao Yin said: "Brother, the emperor asked you to go to the prince's place first, and later go to the empress dowager together to greet the empress dowager."
"I know." Yinti did not move, with a curious look on his face: "Zi Qing's guard, that General Shi Lang, is he the general of the Zheng family in Daiwan, following Zheng Zhilong? Why is he here? Is it because of Prince Kang?
The battle in the southeast has gone well, but we are going to use naval forces to fight?"
"That's him." Cao Yin said, "My elder brother knows a lot." He did not answer the question directly, but just said that the prince had sent someone to look for someone, and asked his eldest brother to come over quickly.
Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from Cao Yin, Yinti took everyone and the guards away, leaving Rongruo behind and said to Cao Yin: "Wenxian came with his father. Do you want to follow him into the war?"
"Probably. I heard that he was recommended by Li Guangdi of Anxi, a bachelor of the cabinet. I think it's time to close down." The person who spoke was Lan Ling guard Zhang Chunxiu. Like Cao Yin, he was clad in Zhengbai flag and was also an assistant leader.
Shi Wenxian was Shi Shilun, the son of Shi Lang. He, Rongruo, Cao Yin, and Zhang Chunxiu were all frequent visitors to Lushui Pavilion, and their literary names were prominent in Beijing. Moreover, Zhang Chunxiu and Rongruo had long been brothers of the opposite sex, so they were naturally more affectionate when they met.
Zhang Chunxiu looked Rong Ruo up and down and said in surprise: "Do you want to go too?"
"Brother Zian, do you think it's inappropriate?" Rong Ruo smiled and said, "I am a bodyguard, so it is natural for me to fight for the country."
Zhang Chunxiu just shook his head, and Cao Yin also said: "Brother Zian is thinking the same thing as me. Even if you want to go, the emperor may not agree. Even if the emperor agrees, will the Taifu agree?"
Hearing this, Rongruo could only sigh. His mother, Mingzhu, hoped that he would "do few things, make great achievements, and come to the ministers without disaster." A loving father, Mingzhu, would never let his beloved son get involved in such a thing as a war.
It's dangerous. Although the emperor makes the final decision, Mingzhu always has a way to mess things up.
When Yinti passed by, Yinreng was shooting arrows, and all three arrows were on the target. Seeing him coming, Yinreng said loudly: "Brother, let's compete!"
"Okay." Yinti smiled and said, "The prince will come first."
Yinreng still shot three arrows in a row, and the eunuch of Yuqing Palace shouted: "Three arrows hit the target!" One shot hit the red heart, and the other two missed slightly.
When it was Yinti's turn, he simply fired three arrows in unison. Yinti was dumbfounded and then bent over with laughter. Without him, the three arrows formed a triangle on the target.
"No, no, no." Yin Reng smiled and waved his hands: "That doesn't count. Brother, you have to cum well."
"I took people hunting just now. I heard that the prince came here looking for me." Yinti pointed at himself: "Look, there are blood stains on my clothes. Can I take a shower first? Come back.
I’ll stay with you again.”
The prince's clothes are all azure with four-slit skirts. Besides, Yinti's robes are covered in dirt, and Yinreng didn't notice any blood stains on his robes. If he looked carefully at this moment, he saw that the loess and blood stains were all dark brown on his clothes. The child prince
His expression was distorted: "Brother, go quickly, eh."
The hot spring is really comfortable, and the most comfortable thing is that you crawl around in the mud and get dirty, and then you don't have to wash your clothes yourself. No wonder you have to go from frugality to luxury, and the feeling of being corroded by the sugar-coated bullets of feudal society is really
So cool.
After all, there are no washing machines in this era. Yinti thought for a moment, what would happen if he reincarnated and became a child of the poor?
Well, I probably tried my best to climb up, just because I didn’t have to do the laundry myself. I’m really worthless. Yinti leaned in the spring with a towel on his forehead. He remembered that a long time ago, his grandfather held him in his arms.
tell a story.
"Grandpa, in the story the protagonist lives a happy life, but if the war had hit the protagonist's home, would he still be happy?"
"Is An Xiu worried about this?" Grandpa smiled kindly: "Life is like this. What you think about is war and external forces. But have you ever thought that even the happiest people will grow old and die. All happiness
It will all end."
"Then what are we working hard for?" An Xiu still had divergent thinking when he was a child. He immediately asked: "So, our efforts will soon be meaningless? We will die anyway, and all our efforts will be dissipated."
What did grandpa say?
People live both for themselves and for others, because people have social attributes. "Even if a person only lives for himself, does he still need to realize his self-worth? He should try to realize his own ideals."
Looking back now, I was just a jerk at that time. Yinti remembers that she asked at that time: "But if a person has no ideals at all and he still has the conditions to enjoy life and live in a dream, can he do nothing?"
Grandpa did not throw a little brat like himself out. It was because the relationship between grandfather and grandson was very deep. Grandpa replied to him, "Haha, when you grow up, you can read Yang Zhu's studies. In fact, this choice itself is not right or wrong.
of.
Anxiu, you have to remember that many things in this world have cause and effect when traced back to their roots, and they all have a why. No matter which choice you make, you must ask yourself, why am I doing this? If you can pass this test,
If you can convince yourself, then go ahead and do it.”
Grandma put it another way, "You have to be a kind person. People still have to be kind in order to live comfortably."
"Brother, brother?"
Qin Jile called him softly, awakening Yinti from his memories. He is no longer the carefree young man of the 21st century who grew up under the care of his ancestors. He has become the prince of a feudal empire. He will
Have your own destiny.
Yinti stood up from the water: "Xiao Qin, find me some clothes. I want that gray gauze robe to keep me cool!"
"Brother, you didn't bring a gray robe...Brother, are you talking about the one in Xuehui?"
Yinti blinked: "That's right. I think it's all gray, that's it anyway. It's hot, don't use azurite, it'll be boring."
At this time, the aesthetics of the palace is still simple and generous, requiring a low profile. Although the materials are all of the best, the colors and styles must be clean. Who would have thought that a few decades later, there would be a Hongli who likes fancy things so much.
Woolen cloth?
In fact, thinking about it this way, his eldest nephew who may appear in the future may have been forced to rebel by Pu Sufeng. Yinti thought to himself and laughed. Qin Ji was taking back his robe when he saw his elder brother.
She is laughing. Can she be so happy wearing new clothes?
"Shi Qing, look, this tiger was obtained by my eldest brother, what do you think?"
Shi Lang came here to reorganize the navy and take revenge, so he naturally spared no effort to say good things, such as "The eldest son of the emperor is very brave and has the demeanor of an emperor", "Seeing the eldest son of the emperor like this, His Royal Highness must be more brave", and "
The Holy Lord's governor is very strict, and the princes are good at both civil and military affairs, which puts the ministers to shame." In this way, his son Shi Shilun simply didn't listen.
Kangxi said: "Shi Qing, Prince Kang has advanced to the Kinmen line in the southeast, and Zheng Jing has died in the first month. I think it's time to send troops to close the country."
Shi Lang said: "Your Majesty, I have something to report. Even if Zheng Jing is dead, Zheng Kezang, the eldest son of Zheng Jing, is a smart and decisive man. Everyone on the island says that he has the legacy of Zheng Chenggong. He is quite popular among the people on the island, and he himself
When he was young, he supervised the country on the island and made great achievements in military and civil affairs. If we attack Taiwan rashly now and the soldiers on the island unite as one, then..."
"Shi Lang, let me ask you, what if Zheng Kezang also died?"
"Is the emperor serious about what he said?" Shi Lang was greatly shocked, "I made a mistake. The emperor kept his word, but I was just too shocked."
"Hahaha." Kangxi laughed and said, "Even I can't believe that they actually destroyed the Great Wall. Someone, call the prince and elder brother over."
When Yinfeng and Yinti arrived, Kangxi said: "Cao Yin, please tell me."
Cao Yin said: "Yes. According to the report from our army spies, since the death of Zheng Jing in the first month of the year, his second son Zheng Keshuang's father-in-law Feng Xifan joined forces with Zheng Chenggong's sons to persuade Zheng Chenggong's wife, Mrs. Dong, to depose Ke Zang from the throne.
But Zheng Kezang refused to hand over the seal. Feng Xifan, together with Zheng Cong and others, with the acquiescence of Mrs. Dong, attacked Zheng Kezang as a moth. The island said that Zheng Kezang committed suicide, but according to the information obtained by the court,
He was hanged in a dark room."
"Shi Lang, do you have any questions to ask? Just ask." Kangxi pointed at Cao Yin and said: "Since I want to send you to Fujian, I naturally want to let you know all aspects of the situation."
"I would like to ask, where is Zheng Kezang's wife?" Shi Lang asked: "Ke Zang's wife is the daughter of Zheng Chenggong's counselor Chen Yonghua, and Yonghua is also Zheng Jing's teacher. Although Chen Yonghua is dead, he is still on the island.
Because of our prestige and reputation, no one should stand up and speak out."
"Cao Yin, don't say anything yet." Kangxi looked at his two sons, "Prince, tell me, why no one speaks for Zheng Kezang and his wife?"
Yinreng thought for a while: "Returning to Khan Ama, I feel that the island must think that our court has the destiny of heaven. Since King Kang has pushed to Kinmen, they must not be able to protect the island. They have too much time to take care of themselves, so how can they take care of others!
"
Kangxi nodded without comment, and asked again: "Yinti, what do you think?"
"Hui Khan Ama, my son thinks that it is impossible that there is not a single person with a conscience on the island." Yinti thought for a while and said: "But even if a person has a conscience, he still has to take care of his own family and life. The world is prosperous.
, all come for benefit; all the turmoil in the world comes for benefit.
Moreover, the son felt that maybe Zheng Kezang was tabooed by others because he was too resolute and decisive. After all, those people were his biological grandmothers and uncles. Didn’t Zheng Jing himself know whether Kezang was Zheng Jing’s biological son?
?Why has no one said this for so many years?
These people must feel that Zheng Kezang's succession will only hinder their continued power. For their own selfish interests, they would rather fight against the bleak future than kill Zheng Kezang and support a weak person to succeed. Selfishness is the scourge.
.”
It's just a feudal army. Do you think they are people with faith and strict discipline? Who would risk their whole family's life for someone who can't count on them? What's more, even his grandmother and uncle have given up on him. An Zhi family will
They have no intention of seizing power.
The author has something to say: Daiwan was deliberately named. It is said that there are too many real place names and it is easy to be censored.
The death of Zheng Kezang was truly an ugly scene on the island. Zheng Chenggong was an outstanding figure in his generation, but he left such a bunch of things behind him.