Perhaps it was Zhao Xi's gentle touch that made the war horse feel at ease, or perhaps it was Zhao Xi's soothing voice that truly comforted the horse. As soon as Zhao Xi's command "drive" fell, the war horse began to pace slowly, its hooves clicking softly on the ground...

  Zhao Xi suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, it was the same feeling he had when he rode his bike at his comrade's home.

  Then, Zhao Xi started to let go of the reins... The war horse was very stable, really very stable. It felt like sitting on a stool on flat ground, and he couldn't even feel any bumps.

  Then... Zhao Xi tried to let go of both hands.

  One stone bow, probably around 50 kilograms, Zhao Xi was unsure if he could pull it open.

  Wang Zhongzheng weighs around 70-80 kilograms, and when the two of them are playing around, Zhao Xi can sometimes drag him off the ground for a moment. It's just that this...

  At least five hundred war horses are now in hand, and one hundred steps will definitely be there. Zhao Xi really has a strong momentum...

  There is a door! When Zhao Xi tried it, he didn't feel that this bow really had the weight of fifty jin.

  It's open!

  Zhao Xizhen pulled it open, no one expected it, even Zhao Xizhen himself didn't expect it.

  Just pull it like that... Zhao Xi's shoulder hurt, his fingers were pinched very painfully, and the pain was so severe that he couldn't even grasp the reins.

  He could only re-possess himself by gently scratching the front part of the horse's hoof with his small hand.

  Alas...

  This feels really good, this war horse is also really good.

  The horse stopped, and Chen Lin had already arrived beside it.

  "Your Highness, it's done!"

  Chen Lin didn't know how long it had been since she'd felt so carefree and relaxed, nor could she recall the last time she'd experienced such a thrilling rush of adrenaline.

  That was still during the Taizong era...

  Zhao Xi was carried down by Chen Lin, and he looked at the war horse with a reluctant gaze... perhaps he was indeed born to be a cavalryman, the feeling of being on the war horse just now was very memorable for him.

  "Xiao Wang can do it himself!"

  They have gone far away from the war horse, and Chen Lin is still holding Zhao Xi.

  "Your Highness..."

  "Xiao Wang can."

  Really? When Chen Lin put down Zhao Xi, Zhao Xi knew she was being a bit too proud.

  Don't look at just this hundred or so steps, his seven- or eight-year-old tender skin was still rubbed sore and painful, as if it had been scratched open.

  He tried one step and didn't move anymore. How annoying!

  Indeed, I have never been in contact with war horses.

  Chen Lin held Zhao Xi, with a hint of concealment, but as soon as Zhao Xi took a step forward, whether it was the imperial envoy in the scorching summer or the officials who rode horses on the court, they all understood that the prince had indeed come into contact with warhorses for the first time.

  ……

  Don't worry about receiving war horses anymore. He has even stopped studying and is now staying in the Ciming Palace, enjoying the Empress's doting love.

  This time almost everyone in the inner courtyard came to see him off, and most of them were sincere.

  After all, at this time, the reward from King Xun was generous.

  Tao Niang took Zhao Xian and that little girl with her. Needless to say, she was overjoyed, finally able to have San Lang accompany them all day long.

  It's hard to say, that Zhao Xian'er, it's hard to say why she's so close to him, and even sticks to him, to the point where Zhang Shi also sincerely comes to care for him.

  It's actually unnecessary, just rubbing between the legs until it turns red.

  If Zhao Xi hadn't strongly refused, the imperial physician would have applied that black plaster onto his leg.

  This is really unbearable! Zhao Xi has not yet controlled the entire inner courtyard, let alone the imperial physician... If he allows himself to be muddled and ultimately have no offspring, it's really unclear.

  Zhao Xi is still quite reverent of traditional Chinese medicine.

  "Your Highness, I heard that Your Highness's suffering this time was all in vain..."

  He's really afraid of being spoiled, every day being served by people is nothing, these palace maids and concubines all want to hold him in their arms and feed him milk again.

  Can't take it anymore, really can't take it. It didn't hurt long ago, but after repeated requests, Mother finally agreed with great difficulty.

  As a result, Wang Zhongzheng told him the first thing, and it was actually this bitter white!

  What does it mean? Is this in one's own country or a high-level occasion, and it's not a forbidden month...

  Zhao Xi looked at Wang Zhongzheng with great suspicion, waiting for his next words.

  "Your Highness, I heard that Da Xia indeed left the war horses behind, and they are all adult male horses. However... those idiots from the Herding Department received the war horses only to find out that they were almost exhausted."

  Wang Zhongzheng's words made Zhao Xi even more stunned.

  Daxia sent an envoy to pay homage, even if it was from Xingqing Prefecture to Bianliang, it wouldn't have exhausted the horses.

  This is not wartime, no need to run for your life. As a nomadic tribe living on horseback, they should know how to cherish their horses, but they didn't expect that this time the envoy would leave the horses behind.

  "Get it all out in the open once and for all!"

  This kid knows how to talk and sell favors. Like farting, he talks on and on, but still can't make it clear what's going on.

  "The king rides a horse and shoots arrows, personally arriving at the military state to report to our dynasty. Knowing that they have won a thousand war horses, there will be successive border officials coming to the capital. Hebei, Hedong, and Xijun, these few days all sent people to come to the imperial court to persuade, wanting to take some war horses back."

  "Little did they know, the people sent by the frontier army to inspect the horses in the imperial stables found that out of a thousand warhorses, none could travel long distances. Even if brought to the border, after just a few uses, the warhorses would be exhausted. It's better to leave them in the capital and let Zongzheng and Tianwu play with them."

  This made Zhao Xi even more confused. The war horse was in its prime, how could it be exhausted from running from Yinchuan to Kaifeng? Didn't the Great Xia have one man and three horses?

  Not carrying a heavy load and without having to rush through wind and rain, they came here on a leisurely trip to enjoy the scenery, yet they were able to exhaust their warhorses?

  "Where is the Shepherd? And where are the war horses?"

  Zhao Xi decided to take a look. At his age, getting involved in court politics was a bit early, but showing concern for the war horse he had won was something no one could say anything about, and it could be considered as a child's curiosity.

  "Your Highness..."

  Wang Zhongzheng was stunned. He hadn't chatted with the prince for a few days... He couldn't even get close, let alone serve those princesses.

  Perhaps it was not his intention to let Wang Ye see the war horse.

  "You tell me where the war horse is and I'll go there!"

  "The war horses are at Duting Station, after being received and registered by the Group Pasture Office, they will be sent to the border army, and have not been dispersed for grazing yet."

  It seems that the empress has stopped emphasizing that Zhao Xi is not allowed to go to the front yard for the past two years. So Zhao Xi ran to Wende Temple, at this time Father should be in Wende Temple handling official business.

  "Your Highness..."

  "Your Highness..."

  As soon as they entered the door, the gentlemen all paid their respects. Zhao Xie could feel that this time was not perfunctory, and even Jia Changchao should be sincere... After all, it was Zhao Xie who helped them save face in diplomatic affairs, eliminating the hidden dangers of being criticized and impeached.

  "Gentlemen..."

  Zhao Xi very modestly paid his respects...... This face-saving work must be done well.

  "Father, gentlemen, I want to go to Dutian Inn to see the horses."

  Zhao Xi didn't sell Wang Zhongzheng, just said he went to see the horse. The reason is left for Lao Die and the husbands to fill in, this they can fill in.

  Everyone thinks they are smart and can guess what's on a little kid's mind, so let them be right.

  "Does Xi'er like war horses?"

  Zhao Zhen smiled brightly and sincerely from the bottom of his heart.

  "Daddy, I just want to see what a thousand war horses look like..."

  This reason should be very childish and acceptable. However, Zhao Xi really can't imagine a scene of a thousand war horses.