Chapter 18
Chapter 18
Xiao He felt ashamed, and Zhou Taifu also felt ashamed. After being too modest with Luo Yi, he was ashamed to continue chatting leisurely here.The two princes followed down the mountain, Zhao Yuan gave Zhao Ling a hard look, Zhao Ling stretched out his tongue and made a grimace.
Zhao Xia lowered his head, although his rival was unlucky, he didn't seem very happy.
Only Marquis Kuang patted Luo Yi on the shoulder when he left, showing an inexplicable smile that only you and I know in the world.
Luo Yi disgustedly resisted the discomfort of being touched.
On the road.
Zhao Ling kept a low profile as if he had caused trouble, "Gong Shizi has a pitiful background, I just can't get angry."
Luo Yi didn't blame him, as he expected.Luo Yi took the way down the mountain.No shortcuts, extra long.
There is nothing to say along the way, Luo Yi is such a boring person.
Zhao Ling walked behind, his head high in the sun, his shadow was exceptionally short, and the shadow of the slender Lord Luo turned into a ball, he stepped on the shadow to play, and had a great time.
But Luo Yi stopped suddenly, Zhao Ling played too far, and hit his head on Luo Yi's back.
Turning around in front of my eyes, why is it so hard!Luo Yi, you are hunting and wearing a hedgehog armor, you are not on the battlefield!
Luo Yi sighed with hatred for iron and steel, took off the coat that Zhao Ling had scratched, and put it on Zhao Ling who was covered in dirt, but because of the big difference in stature between the two, so That outer robe almost wrapped Zhao Ling up.
Zhao Ling was used to cleanliness. He had just played cat and mouse with Zhao Yuan, and he was in an extremely messy situation.
He noticed two horses tied to a tree.
Little Sansan, and a little pony.
The children who grew up in the royal family have participated in spring hunting and autumn hunting with the elders of the family since they were young. They also have to learn riding and archery in elementary school, and they have their own horses.
Although there are many good horses, there are few thousand-mile horses.
There used to be four horses in Daliang, all white, the moonlight of Emperor Liang, the falling snow and thorns of Xuanwu Pavilion, and the chasing wind of Zhao Jingming.Luo Yi's Xiaosansan is an even rarer brown Chollima, because it was a Chollima that was added later, and it didn't make it into the four horses.
Maxima is produced in Mengtu.
Mengtu is a place name. There is a vast grassland in that place. There are several ethnic minorities living on the grassland. People mainly raise horses.Meng Tu raised a large number of horses, including commercial horses, combat horses, and civilian horses, and sold them to various horse farms in Daliang through the Northwest Commercial Road.All kinds of horses are also divided into four grades: excellent, medium and poor. According to their appearance, color, strength, quality and running speed, the prices are marked differently.
Above the excellent, there is another class, the so-called Maxima, which can travel thousands of miles a day without getting tired, and travel thousands of miles without fear.
Although, there is still a juvenile dwarf foal in front of him, but the breed is there, and the future is limitless.
"Give it to me?" Zhao Ling's eyes lit up. This horse, like Zhui Feng, was snow-white, except for the disharmonious brown hair on top of its head.
In the world of horses, there is also a chain of contempt. Purebreds are as noble as royalty, while bastards can never hold their heads up and are excluded by the group.
Humans are judged by different standards than horses, as long as they run fast, their appearance can be completely ignored.
Zhao Ling ran and jumped excitedly, and untied the pony's rope, never expecting to get such a good horse before he left.
Wanting to ride on it, Xiao Ma proudly twisted his buttocks, expressing that he would not ride.
"Hey, I'll hit you if you don't listen." Zhao Ling threatened.
Xiao Malai stayed by Xiao Sansan's side, not paying attention to Zhao Ling's threat at all.
Zhao Ling pulled the reins for a long time, but nothing happened. Once reborn, he couldn't even move a horse, and dignity was gone.Luo Yi was still standing by the side watching the play, his indifferent appearance was really irritating.
If it was his previous life, he would definitely roll up his sleeves and beat up this disobedient horse, so that he would be so obedient that he wouldn't even dare to flatter him in the future.But this one was given by Luo Yi. You have to watch the owner when you beat the dog, and you have to watch the horse when you beat the dog. If you make the owner unhappy, you will be the one who suffers.
Luo Yi finally showed mercy and came to help Zhao Ling. Although it was a help, it was simple and violent. He rode on Xiao Sansan, and when he passed Zhao Ling, he directly lifted Zhao Ling and put him on the pony.
Hey, really.Zhao Ling straightened his clothes, and Luo Yi picked him up and down like a rabbit. What was his self-esteem?
Luo Yi ignored him, probably letting him practice horseback riding for a while.
Ning Zhuang lowered his head from a clump of leaves, "Tomorrow we will hunt, don't embarrass the Luo Palace."
Scaring people can also scare people to death!
"I...I'm going too?" Zhao Ling twitched his lips, knowing that Luo Yi had no good intentions in sending him off.
"What do you think?"
"Xiao Zhuang, haven't you been sent to the south to do business? You came back so soon?" Ning Zhuang came back, and Zhao Ling thought it would be more difficult for him to run out by himself.
A fierce light flashed in front of his eyes, and another section of his hair broke.
"Let me hear it again, I'll cut off your head." Ning Zhuang resolutely left in anger.
"You'll get used to it after listening to it a few times." Zhao Ling chuckled, Xiao Zhuang was so kind, every time he said that he would cut him off, and every time he broke a few hairs, his hair was thick and thick, so he cut it off casually.
It took Zhao Ling all afternoon to finally train the pony into obedience.
The next day, he saw Luo Yi taking Ningzhuang to Emperor Liang's tent early in the morning. In the early morning, the wind was clear and fresh, Zhao Ling took the silver ticket, and rode quickly with the sword that Emperor Liang gave him. He ran away with the pony, and could not wait for the hunting time. Luo Yi would be even more troublesome when he found out that he was not there.
There are lush long-leaved willows on both sides, and the ground is full of green and fresh grass, exuding a fresh smell. The pony ran less than a hill, but was attracted by the plump grass, turned into the forest, and couldn't hold it back.
Zhao Ling was thrown off the horse, helplessly watching the back of the pony eating tender grass... a foodie.
He picked up a willow leaf, put it on his lips and blew a few times. The sun was just rising, and the light reflected on the green grass through the leaves, just like the Populus euphratica forest when it first sprouted on the border of the western border.
In his previous life, Xuanwu Pavilion was his second school. His master taught him principles and martial arts, and he learned everything in half. The most proficient military strategy was taught by his uncle.
Every year when my uncle came to Liang to see him and his concubine, he would give him a thick stack of military books, some of which were collected from everywhere, and some were written by himself, with detailed annotations in obscure places.One year, his uncle gave him a thousand-mile horse called Zhuifeng. That horse was also a foodie when he was a child.
"How about asking you to chase the wind?" Zhao Ling patted the pony, who reluctantly ran aside and continued to eat grass.
Time was running out, Zhao Ling had to leave, he broke a branch, tied two handfuls of grass to it with a rope, this trick worked in the past, used a pole to support it, hung it in front of the horse, and ran after the wind Very fast.
"It's you?" There was a chill behind him, and it was not a good bird to hear it.
He didn't sleep late in the early morning, and ran to wander in the woods. I really don't understand what the third prince is thinking.
"Zhao Lian, where are you going?"
Riding a horse, carrying a burden, and carrying a sword, it looks like he has run away from home.
"I... let's go..."
Zhao Yuan caught a glimpse of Zhao Ling's sword immediately, "Father, Father actually gave you this sword...Zhao Lian, you deserve to die!"
Emperor Liang gave him an ordinary sword, what is there to care about, the material is high-quality, the workmanship is fine, it is not worth as much as the swords of other princes.Zhao Ling couldn't figure out what the prince was angry at. It was true that he had some unpleasantness yesterday, but they were all men. After a fight, they were still brothers. Besides, Zhao Yuan had to blame himself.
Zhao Yuan took out the longbow from under the horse, and touched the white feather arrow from behind.
"Hey, hey..." Zhao Ling took half a step back, is this guy serious?
He was unarmed, and the pony ran away without a trace. Zhao Yuan was clearly bullying him?
Zhao Yuan drew his bow and shot an arrow at Zhao Ling. Seeing the arrow pass through his collar and pierced into the grass, Zhao Ling broke out in a cold sweat. His quick reaction instinct saved his life again.
"Zhao Yuan, are you really going to kill me?" Zhao Ling ran away.
"Unfortunately for Luo Shizi, he was accidentally injured by an arrow and died of an accident." Zhao Yuan rode up to catch up with Zhao Ling, paralleled Zhao Ling, and fired another arrow. Taking precautions, Zhao Ling quickly hid behind a thick tree.
This one is going to take revenge.
He had offended this one, and sued him in front of his uncle, but it's not so big that he wanted to kill him. What's the current prince's situation, he doesn't even have the eye of a needle.
Zhao Yuan's horseback riding and archery skills were really not very good. Zhao Ling used the big tree to dodge back and forth. The pony was frightened and ran along the mountain road.
Not righteous.
Zhao Ling's burden and sword were also taken away by the pony, and the happy day turned into a life-and-death situation.Zhao Yuan really wanted to kill him, and the arrows kept going, Zhao Ling kept hiding while counting, there were still a few arrows in the arrow basket on his back, he had to shoot them all before he could stop.
Seeing the last one left, but there is nowhere to hide, there is an open space between the bushes.
"Look where you're going!"
Dodge it head-on?Zhao Ling did it easily in his previous life, but in this life, his heart can't do it, his body can't keep up with his brain's reaction, especially Zhao Yuan's bow, although it's not accurate, it's full of strength.
Zhao Ling took half a step back, not daring to neglect, as if he was stepping on something.A wolfhound flew out from the grass and startled Zhao Yuan's horse. The arrow slipped and fell. Zhao Ling escaped without any risk, passed under the horse's belly, and rolled back into the woods.
Zhao Yuan had no choice but to get off the horse to pick up the arrows. Zhao Ling's skills were much better than his, and he became even more angry for no reason.
The most cherished sword of the father is actually in Zhao Ling's hand.Why?
He worked so hard, and his homework was the best among the princes, and he was countless times better than the prince. His father didn't want to take a second look at him. Isn't Zhao Lian just good-looking, what else can he compare to him?Lord Luo asked him by name, and his father looked at him differently?
Just because of Zhao Ling, uncle will definitely punish him when he goes back.Flesh pain is inevitable, his uncle has always been very kind to Gong Si, so good that he even suspected that Gong Si is his uncle's illegitimate child.Not only the uncle, the emperor's grandmother, the emperor's father, Zhou Taifu, Lord Luo, Lord Kuang Hou, including the empress, all treated Gong Si like his own.Everyone looks like his father, and it's no wonder that there are a lot of gossips in the palace. The palace lady is flirtatious and seduces everywhere, and no one knows whose bastard it is.
It was supposed to be a scare, but it turned into a real thing.
It was foggy in the mountains.I don't know where that guy went.
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