I became the son of Renzong

Chapter 70 Riding
Zhao Xi thought well, but unfortunately, he was tricked by others.

As soon as Zhao Xi finished speaking, everyone except himself... looked at him with strange eyes.

What do you mean?Why do you still have the look in your eyes when you see an ignorant child?Especially Papa.

And the princes of the court seem to understand what he means, but why are they so regretful?Still a look of pity.

"Yes! This prince and the king of Song have made a bet!"

Sigh... wait, don't they really have a thousand war horses now?Does a diplomatic visit require thousands of people to come?

I go!A thousand cavalry, just put into Bianliang City like this?This Honghe Temple actually agreed to such a request?Has the political affairs hall eaten dung?

Zhao Xi looked at Daxia's envoy very strangely, and also looked at his servants...

It seems that I am a bit reckless, maybe this is exactly the result I need.

"My lord, there are indeed thousands of war horses in Great Xia."

It was still Wang Su who was one of his own, and sincerely told Zhao Xi the result.

But Zhao Xi was still puzzled.

"Big Xia dispatches envoys, mostly with one person and three riders."

Understood!This is showing off the country's prestige.One person and three cavalry, it is estimated that it is equipped like this when fighting against Guochao.

Leave a thousand horses... Oh, Guochao can't let people go back on foot, they have to send them out of the country.

Daxia's envoys are not stupid, they never gave Zhao Xi a chance to try.

Song Dynasty is indeed short of horses, but if Zhao Xi wants to practice... there is still no shortage.The problem is, people simply don't give them a chance to breathe.

As soon as the bet was agreed upon, Zhao Xi had to ride a horse and shoot arrows.

A stone bow... I was planning to serve as a prisoner.In the end, there was a little yellow door. The new little yellow door last year brought over the one I used a few years ago.

"My lord, my little Li Xian. This is the bow that I learned archery when I was seven years old. I have been taking care of it carefully, and it is rounder than a new bow."

This is a man with insight and knowledge.He is not like those idiots in the court, and he is going to give the prison to his new...

Zhao Xi didn't move, Wang Zhongzheng took it, not only pulled it casually a few times, but also gave Li Xian a silly look.

The bow was tested by Da Xia, not one person, four or five people have pulled it... Zhao Xi really wants them all to have a hand, don't look at it just for a while, a stone bow, being pulled around by these reckless men, The strength should be somewhat reduced.

Although it is very subtle, Zhao Xi doesn't 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 out of the way, separated from Neiyuan by the court hall, Zhao Xi has never been here before.

It should be cleaned frequently, the ground is very clean, and the obvious broom marks can be seen on the square bricks on the ground.Even the swords, guns, swords and halberds placed on the shelves are shining brightly.

It's embarrassing to say, three generations ago, the Zhao family was still able to conquer the world, but now, my father is afraid to go out because of the wind.

When entering the martial arts arena, the expression on the face of Da Xia's envoy said everything, and he really believed that Zhao Xi had never seen a war horse.

That's it... the royal martial arts arena, it's no different from an altar.

To keep this place is to remember the achievements of the ancestors, rather than to laugh at the depravity of the descendants.

And the princes of Guochao, even the old father, were not embarrassed at all.It was old Chen Lin who seemed to be touched, and there was a little regret in her eyes... Their internal prisons, even if they are officials in the Imperial City, can only be trained in a small room in a small room, such a martial arts arena... Sigh, Really blind.

The war horses are brought, ten.This was Zhao Xi's request. He didn't want any accidents when he was riding. He knew that some war horses had a tacit understanding with their long-term breeders. With any movement or sound, the war horse would make corresponding movements.

He is still young, and he still has a lot of time to want to live. It is not easy to live again, but he is still destined to be an emperor. What a bright future, he didn't think about it, so he belched like this.

With his small body now, if he stumbles casually or kicks, he is destined to be thrown off.Then, someone took advantage of the chaos to create some chaos... Zhao Xi didn't believe that the court hall of Guochao was clean.

When Zhao Xi approached the war horse... I really regretted it.

In his memory, he was able to take pictures of the horse's back, but now he couldn't even take pictures of the horse's legs!

Riding a horse in my memory, Zhao Xi was in his twenties at that time, and his height was 1.8 meters, 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 to ride this?

Not to mention stepping on the stirrups, even the reins can only be pulled at the end.What's more, my current short legs... probably can't be opened at all, it's no different from sitting flat on the back of a horse...

I can't retreat, but... just bite the bullet and go!

He is so hesitant... Daxia's envoy is now much more relaxed.

Their horses are not those draft horses raised by the Song Dynasty, they are docile like girls.Their war horses are all for battle. Although not all of them are rebellious, none of them are docile.

Zhao Zhen was surrounded by people, and tried to stop him a few times...

"Officials, now that the matter has come to an end, if the prince retreats on his own, it may be excused, and if the officials or our courtiers stop it, there may be something wrong."

"Officials, Prime Minister Jia's words are justified. Only the prince can decide on this matter."

Alas...Zhao Zhen looked at Xi'er, and then at the lord of the court...I have an audience with you today, and my son will take care of all the matters. It's easy for you to talk about it.

But... he really couldn't speak.

He also knew that it was difficult to ride a tiger at this time.He opened his mouth, except for letting the emissary make fun of him, Xi'er might not retreat.

Although Zhao Zhen didn't have much parent-child time, from the Queen's mouth, he still knew about his son.Xi'er is a stubborn character, much tougher than him, firm but flexible.

"My lord..."

"It's okay, let's try it. Xiao Wang should be able to handle it."

"My lord, this old slave will follow behind my lord. If there is any accident, this old slave will take care of it."

The old man was very caring and sent old Chen Lin over.

"Hold me up."

No way, I can't get on the horseback at all.

It was a funny scene... Zhao Xi was carrying a bow that was about the same height as her, and old Chen Lin just hugged him like that and put him on the back of the war horse.

Zhao Xi felt that at this time, he should be being hugged and riding on a horse...

The horse hasn't moved yet, so it should be waiting to shake the reins, right?Zhao Xi thought so.

But he not only needs to ride, but also has to pull this so-called stone bow.Then he must have no ability to pull the bow out of himself while riding, so he had to pull the bow out first, wearing his right arm...

Zhao Xi suddenly remembered that the comrade-in-arms once said that scratching and stroking the front part of the horse's armor would make the horse feel comfortable...

Zhao Xi clings to his body with difficulty, and gently scratches the front part of the horse's armor with his small hand...Huh?There was a door, and Zhao Xi saw the horse's ears trembling.

"drive……"

Zhao Xi clings to his body, as if afraid, with his left hand holding the rein and his right hand holding the bow, lying on the horse's back, scratching the front of the horse's armor...

(End of this chapter)