It’s Better to be the Empress Dowager

Chapter 22 horse riding

Early in the morning, Zhao Zixun changed the unicorn clothes and went to greet Zhao Chengjun. Today is the day to formally meet with King Zhongshun. There is no room for carelessness.

Anji Timur was the leader of Beiting, surrendered to Yan Dynasty and paid tribute, and was named King Zhongshun. The North Court is the gateway to the northwest. It is located between the Eastern Chagatai Khanate, Tatar and Yan dynasties. It guards Jiayu Pass and has always been a contested land in the northwest. The North Court fell to the Yan Dynasty when it opened the court, and proclaimed its ministers to the Yan Dynasty. Over the years, it has maintained a good relationship with the court. However, it is only good on the surface.

Especially in the previous years, the Tatar Khan unified the various tribes of Mobei with the intention of reviving the majesty of the steppe empire, and the Eastern Chagatai Khanate also changed a new great sweat, ambitious, and had long coveted the Central Plains. But at the moment, the Dayan court has changed to a seven-year-old emperor.

The Tatar and Eastern Chagatai khanates watched each other’s eyes. The North Court, located between the three regimes, also gradually began to waver. The internal situation in Beiting is complicated, and all countries have infiltrated it. The royal family in Beiting is even more straightforward. Starting from the generation of Anji Timur’s grandfather, the surrounding regimes obey whoever is strong. . It is obviously wishful thinking to count on the loyalty of the Beiting royal family to the Yan Dynasty.

Therefore, this hunting is not a simple hunting, but more to deter Beiting and win over Anji Timur. Anji Timur traveled with his children and camped not far away. After King Jing arrived yesterday, he simply went to say hello. Today is the official meeting between the two parties.

Such occasions are not so formal, and they will not wear court uniforms, but they must not be sloppy and must not be underestimated by the people of Tingzhou.

Zhao Zixun chose a unicorn to give him a costume, which is gorgeous and prominent, but without grade, it is not aggressive. Zhao Zixun entered the main tent and looked up and saw Zhao Chengjun sitting behind the table in a red silk dung dragon suit. His chest and shoulders were embroidered with a panlong with teeth and dancing claws, a jade belt on his waist, and soap boots on his feet. Domineering rushed towards his face.

Zhao Chengjun lowered his eyes, as if looking at something, his face was very cold. He has sharp eyebrows and sharp edges and corners, and he looks more inaccessible when he is not smiling. He was wearing the prince’s uniform, and his big red robe was so open that it almost burned people’s eyes, and the Panlong, which resembled a dragon, was silently declaring his status.

Zhao Zixun was shocked by this scene, he paused slightly, then bowed his head and respectfully greeted Zhao Chengjun: “Father.”

Zhao Chengjun raised his head to see him, and then withdrew his gaze after only one glance, and faintly responded. Zhao Zixun walked to the table and greeted Zhao Chengjun with his hands down: “Father, you slept well last night? Are there any mosquito bites in the second half of the night?”

Zhao Chengjun paused for a moment, then turned the page unhurriedly, and said calmly: “It’s acceptable.”

Speaking of what happened last night, Zhao Chengjun simply didn’t want to think about it a second time. Fortunately, in the middle of the night, Master Tang didn’t engage in any more moths, so he fell asleep peacefully. But Zhao Chengjun feels shallow, he can no longer fall asleep after being awakened once, even if the surroundings are quiet and silent. Especially when Zhao Chengjun thought that there was another person in the tent, a person he could not completely trust, his sleepiness became more shallow.

In the second half of the night, Zhao Chengjun’s sleep was intermittent, and it was not until dawn that he finally closed his eyes for a while. But soon, it was time to get up.

Zhao Zixun routinely stayed in the morning and evening, asking about the health of his elders. When he spoke, the curtain was opened behind him, and Master Tang walked gently into the main account with a pot of hot tea.

As soon as Master Tang entered the door and found Zhao Zixun there, he immediately got excited. It is a pity that King Jing is also at the moment, and Tang Shishi dare not play tricks in front of King Jing.

Master Tang was standing on the side of the table and pouring tea. He heard Zhao Chengjun ask Zhao Zixun below: “I heard that the guard said that you also called the imperial doctor yesterday. What’s wrong? Is your injury still good?”

Zhao Zixun said: “It’s okay. The son is just thinking that the hunt is about to begin, and he is afraid that he will lose the style of the Great Sovereign State in front of the Beiting people, so he called the imperial doctor to check it again in case of any accident.

Master Tang relied on pouring tea, no one else could see it, so he rolled his eyes secretly. Oh, what to prepare for unexpected events, it is clear that the eldest son is doing his own business to treat his beloved female host.

Zhao Zixun’s excuses were not clever. Zhao Chengjun didn’t ask much, but said: “Just pay attention to yourself. This time besides Anji Timur, his son and daughter are here. You have seen his son before, Ming Te Mul, is a reckless man, there is nothing worthy of special attention. On the contrary, it is his young daughter, Narentoya, you have to take care of it.”

Zhao Zixun’s expression became tense: “Why?”

Zhao Chengjun tapped his fingers on the table top, his face showing a meaningful look. He didn’t continue to say, but glanced back at Master Tang, “Is it okay for tea for so long?”

Master Tang was standing up his ears and waiting for the next words, but King Jing suddenly turned his spear on her. Master Tang sighed with regret, smiled obediently on his face, and said: “The tea is ready, the prince is slow to use it.”

She backed down holding the tray, and saluted Zhao Chengjun and Zhao Zixun in turn: “Wang Ye Wanfu, the eldest son Jinan, the little girl retire first.”

Master Tang gave a ten thousand blessing ceremony, and then Shi Shiran left. It wasn’t until the red spirit left his vision that Zhao Zixun retracted his attention and said to Zhao Chengjun: “Father, you just told a lot about Beiting and Tartar, will she…”

Zhao Chengjun raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled, and said slowly: “She? She won’t.”

Zhao Zixun frowned, still not at ease: “But she was sent from the capital after all, and her parents and family are in the hands of the court, so she has to guard against it.”

Zhou Shunhua was also sent by the capital, and the family of the princes was far more dependent on the court than the merchants. Unhappy flashed in Zhao Chengjun’s heart for some reason, the feeling was quick and light, and immediately disappeared. Zhao Chengjun ignored his anomaly and said: “This king has never missed someone. She is not here.”

Zhao Chengjun felt that he had concealed his emotions, but in fact, his tone naturally brought out a little toughness. Zhao Zixun closed his mouth, it’s hard to say any more.

Although hunting has not started today, it is far more lively than hunting. Throughout the day, people in the main account came in and out, and there was almost no time to stop. By noon, the sound became even louder.

The king of loyalty Anji Timur came with his son, and Zhao Chengjun personally took someone to the camp to greet him. As soon as Anji Timur saw Zhao Chengjun, he walked up quickly. Zhao Chengjun also smiled slightly and bowed his hand to Anji Timur.

Zhao Zixun followed Zhao Chengjun, saw Temur, smiled and nodded hello. Zhao Zixun rolled his eyes and noticed a man. The man was small and thin, and he was particularly nondescript among the burly Beiting people.

Zhao Zixun took his gaze back with only a glance, and did not take this strange person to heart. The two princes greeted each other and entered the main tent, followed by a group of followers, slowly rushing to the tent. Zhao Zixun also followed the crowd and entered the main account for discussion.

Said it was a discussion, in fact, it was listening to Zhao Chengjun and Anji Timur speaking. The prince and the prince are only one generation apart, but the difference is completely different. On this occasion, Zhao Zixun had no place to interrupt.

Master Tang is very self-aware, she doesn’t want to give her life to the Queen Mother Yao, but King Jing doesn’t know. In order to alleviate his own suspicion, in this kind of meeting, Master Tang always hides as far as he can.

She kept walking away from the main tent, and slowly walked to a relatively flat meadow. The horsemen are grooming the horses. After all, the hunting will officially begin tomorrow. The hunting is a joint hunt between the two countries. No matter what, the horsemen dare not let their horses get into trouble.

The saddle, reins, and stirrups must all be checked, not even the hoof. Master Tang stood outside the railing and watched for a while, and his mind gradually became active.

When Master Tang was in the palace, she had prepared many occasions for encounters with Shizi, but one thing she had overlooked was that they were here to hunt. In other words, Shizi was not in the camp for most of the day.

It was very annoying. Even if Master Tang wanted to create a chance encounter, there was no chance. The best way was to learn to ride a horse and go hunting with the son.

Even if you can’t go, it’s better to get a hero who falls from a horse or stumbles to save the United States than to wait on the ground. The plan was perfect. The only problem was that Master Tang could not ride a horse.

The horseman saw Master Tang staring at the horse motionlessly, and asked tentatively: “Miss Tang, do you want to ride a horse?”

They certainly knew that this famous Tang Beauty, after yesterday’s deworming incident, no one dared to neglect Tang Beauty’s request. Master Tang looked at the puffy horse with his nose, gritted his teeth hard, and said, “Okay. But I want the safest horse.”

Mahu found a docile little mare, holding the reins, and slowly leading Master Tang to ride. Master Tang doesn’t want to endure hardship or fatigue, he just wants to live the life of a master without labor. But when I really made up my mind, I was extremely resolute.

For example, when I was a child, he memorized the Four Books and the Five Classics for Qi Jingsheng, for example, climbing up in the palace for the sake of getting ahead, for example, learning horse riding for Zhao Zixun now.

As long as she can get a chance, she can eat no matter what bitterness she has.

Master Tang was extremely focused on learning, and she didn’t know that when she was studying, many people were already standing outside the grass field.

Anji Timur looked at the figure in front of him and smiled at Zhao Chengjun: “Long time no see, King Jing actually has a family. Congratulations.”

Zhao Chengjun paused slightly and said with a smile: “King Zhongshun has misunderstood. She is not a servant, but a maid in the palace.”

“What, it’s just a maid?” Anji Timur was extremely surprised. He looked at the man on the horse and at Zhao Chengjun’s cold face. He laughed and said, “King Jing, there was a word among you called Lianxiangxiyu, and today I am just right. For you. Such a beautiful woman shouldn’t be a maid. You really should get a wife as soon as possible. I am at your age and Temur can ride a horse.”

The opposite is King Zhongshun. Zhao Chengjun didn’t have a cold face, but instead faintly skimmed the topic: “The king has a charter for the matter of getting a wife, so I can’t worry about King Zhongshun.

Anji Timur saw that Zhao Chengjun didn’t like this topic. Although the nomads were informal, it didn’t mean they couldn’t understand winks. Anji Timur changed the subject wittily and said: “I haven’t moved my skills for a long time, and my bones have froze. You don’t have to follow me anymore. If you want to go riding a horse, go by yourself.”

Temur waited for these words, and as soon as Father Khan ordered, he immediately ran to pick up the horse. Zhao Zixun noticed that the thin man also followed.

Zhao Zixun frowned, always feeling something was wrong. At this time, Zhao Chengjun said: “You go too, don’t be restrained.”

Zhao Zixun returned to his senses, holding a fist and saying, “Yes.”

Master Tang was finally able to trot a lap on the grass with her horse. She was very happy. She was about to turn around and talk to Ma Hao when she suddenly noticed that there were many more people on the grass field.

There were many people standing on the edge, faintly centered on two men. Looking at the clothes of one of them, it was King Jing.

There is no need to guess the identity of that other person, it must be King Anji Timur of loyalty.

Master Tang hurriedly dismounted and ran back to the edge quickly. She was so hurried that she forgot that she could ride back.

Anji Timur saw the red-robed beauty rushing back, and laughed at Zhao Chengjun: “Look, King Jing, you still said no. She saw you coming, didn’t she rush back? .”

Zhao Chengjun smiled lightly, but actually took a sentence in his heart, she wasn’t for him. She is for Zhao Zixun.

After Tang Shishi ran back, he found that only King Jing was there, and Zhao Zixun had disappeared unexpectedly. Master Tang was so anxious that he had to hide his anxiety and bowed his eyebrows to salute the others: “See King Jing, see King Zhongshun.”

Zhao Chengjun saw her impatient at a glance, and he smiled across his lips and said, “You don’t need to serve today, just go play with your own.”

“Thank you, prince.” After Tang Shishi finished speaking, he quietly looked around and asked bitterly, “Wang prince, where’s the son?”

“Go back to camp and change the riding outfit.” After saying that, Zhao Chengjun raised his eyebrows and motioned behind Tang Shishi, “That’s not it, they’re back.”

Teacher Tang turned his head happily, only to see Zhou Shunhua following Zhao Zixun’s side at a glance, also changing into convenient clothes. The smile on Master Tang’s face suddenly became cold, Zhao Zixun walked to Zhao Chengjun, rather unclear, so: “Father.”

I don’t know why, Zhao Zixun always feels that Zhao Chengjun’s eyes are a little strange. If you have to describe it, it’s probably sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight?

“You don’t have to worry about me, you can do it yourself.” Zhao Chengjun smiled and glanced at Zhou Shunhua lightly, “Bring a female family?”

Zhou Shunhua tensed up suddenly, Zhao Zixun silently stood in front of Zhou Shunhua, and said, “Tell my father, Shunhua has been in poor health recently. I will take her out to breathe.”

Zhao Chengjun laughed and said, “You don’t need to explain. You are old, who you like and who you favor are all your personal affairs, you don’t need to report to me. It’s rare that the weather is good today, go.”

Zhao Zixun was really relieved, clasped his fist and said, “Thank you, father.”

Teacher Tang’s eyes widened as he listened to King Jing’s words. Jing Wang obviously hated that the elder son would hang out with women on all occasions. She thought that Jing Wang would scold Zhao Zixun for bringing women over.

As a result, instead of cursing, King Jing encouraged Zhao Zixun?

Why? Master Tang was dumbfounded, and Zhao Zixun had already taken Zhou Shunhua away. Master Tang gurgled out of the water and asked deliberately, “Sister Zhou, can you ride a horse?”

Zhou Shunhua’s expression was slightly stiff, and he shook his head in embarrassment. Master Tang smiled triumphantly and said, “It’s really unfortunate that Sister Zhou can’t even ride a horse. What can Sister Zhou do when she gets on the horse?”

Zhao Zixun glanced at Master Tang, bowed his head and asked Zhou Shunhua: “You can’t ride a horse?”

Zhou Shunhua shook his head. Master Tang raised his neck and said with a smile: “I will.”

Shishi Tang had just stepped down from the racecourse, her hair was slightly messy, and her face was thin red. When she said “I will”, her eyes flowed and she looked forward to brilliance. Even if it is showing off, it is bright and cute, as if a child has learned a new word and deliberately asks for praise in front of an adult. It makes people laugh when they look at it.

Zhao Chengjun lost his mind for a moment, and he found that Anji Timur was right. The appearance of Master Tang, such a straightforward and arrogant temperament, really did not look like a maid. This is the kind of tolerance that can be cultivated by people who never worry about being rejected.

Master Tang waited confidently for the next sentence, but Zhao Zixun looked at Master Tang and gently said to Zhou Shunhua: “It’s okay. If you can’t, I will teach you.”

Master Tang’s smile froze, what? Isn’t this kind of thing that you lose your ticket without this skill? Why doesn’t Zhao Zixun play cards according to common sense? Zhao Chengjun lowered his head and covered the smile on his lips. Teacher Tang was at a loss. Just after opening his mouth, Zhao Zixun said, “Since Miss Tang can, she must be able to ride by herself. If that’s the case, we won’t disturb Miss Tang having fun.”

With that, Zhao Zixun nodded to Zhao Chengjun and left with Zhou Shunhua. Master Tang is completely stunned, so, will nothing be the script of the heroine? Like she learned in advance, she can only sing a one-man show from beginning to end?

Zhao Chengjun smiled at Master Tang’s expression, and asked unhurriedly: “Why, you can’t ride a horse now?”

Master Tang gritted his teeth and said every word: “I will!”