The world is majestic

Kangxi led all the princes to march on the Harqin Grassland. Although he fell on the grassland as soon as he opened his eyes, last time Yinhu kept claiming that he was not sick, and he couldn't enjoy the beautiful scenery of the grassland. So I made up my mind to take a good ride, and it would be a worthwhile trip.

After the team gradually entered the range of Harqin, Yinhu couldn't bear to jump out of the carriage several times to ride a horse, but Yinzhen stopped him and warned him: "Didn't you fall hard enough last time? This time If no one follows, you don't even want to touch the horse's back!"

Yinhu was so itchy, and he couldn't go against Yinzhen's wishes, so he gritted his teeth and waited. Now that it was easy, Yinhu couldn't wait to open the curtain and jumped down.

In his memory, he also accompanied him on several tours outside the Great Wall. The sky was so blue that even the clouds seemed close enough to be touched. Every breath seemed to be refreshing and sweet. People lit bonfires every night and sang songs. Toasting songs, dancing Mongolian dances, everything was engraved in Yinhu's heart like a brand, and these became his most wonderful memories in the last few years of imprisonment.

But now, he finally set foot here again, and as soon as he got out of the carriage, the strong milky fragrance wafted into his nostrils. At this moment, the evening was approaching, and the afterglow of the setting sun was bright and dazzling, reflecting the sea of ​​grass in the distance that was blown by the wind like sparkling clouds. The brilliance is like a rushing river going straight to the sky, like a roll of thick ink painting that cannot be melted, stretching in front of your eyes.

The bold and unrestrained herdsmen sang joyous songs in the distance, pious and holy, gentle and natural, as if this place is really integrated with the sky, and all the people are the apostles of heaven.

Standing behind Yinhu, Yinzhen looked at his robe that was blown up by the wind, fluttering, the sky blue sleeves seemed to be lingering with the wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun was reflected on his bright and jade-like side face, Yinzhen For a moment, I almost felt that even he would be carried away by the wind like this.

Yinhu heard the movement behind her, turned around and saw Yinzhen standing quietly behind her, a burst of warmth welled up in her heart.

In the evening, Tashi, king of Sak County in Harqin, prepared a sumptuous banquet on the grassland, and the Mongolian royal family came one after another. Yinhu also met his sister, Princess Duanjing, who just married last year.In order to appease Mongolia, Kangxi married Princess Duanjing to Garzang, the second son of Duling County King Wulianghanshi. The last two sentences.During the conversation, he looked at this elder sister with an indifferent expression, and there was an indelible sadness between her brows, and he knew that her life was probably not going well. In his impression, this imperial sister passed away early in the Kangxi forty years. That husband was even more licentious and immoral, and he seduced young women from other families during her filial piety. Thinking of this, Yinhu couldn't help but sigh for this bleak imperial sister.

It’s just that he can’t do anything, let’s not say that he is just a young elder brother, he is a person who commands the world like his emperor. Every year, how many daughters and sisters have to be filled, and real money is given to these Mongolian tribes, and there will be no rebirth in the next life To be in the emperor's family was his long-cherished wish in the previous life, and I'm afraid it was the voice of these royal princesses.

After the banquet, the crown prince sat on the lower left side of Kangxi, and did not sit with them elder brothers to show his noble status. Kangxi has indeed suppressed the crown prince a lot these years, but he also loves him a lot At this moment, seeing him and Kangxi in harmony, with a look of arrogance and contentment in his expression, one knows that Yinreng is proud of the spring breeze at the moment.

The second is that the elder brother and the third elder brother sit at the same table, Yinhu and Yinzhen sit at the same table, and the fifth and seventh elder brothers sit behind.The opposite side is full of nobles and grandchildren of Mongolia. Mongolians are bold in nature, bold and uninhibited in their speech, and a raging bonfire is lit in the middle. Beautiful Mongolian girls dance around the bonfire, laughing and talking sweetly, which makes people have to look at it more A few glances.

Seeing that Kangxi was in a good mood at the moment, Tashi leaned forward and raised his glass with a smile: "Honorable Bogda Khan, may we have a good relationship between Karaqin and the Qing Dynasty forever, and Karaqin will always be the most loyal servant of the Qing Dynasty!"

Kangxi was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he laughed and toasted: "Good! You Karaqin have produced a large number of warriors in recent years, and I will definitely reuse them in the future! For the sake of our friendship from generation to generation, let's drink this cup together!"

After drinking it, Zash took the opportunity to say: "I heard that the crown prince is proficient in everything, thinking about it. Bogda Khan's son, of course, is as famous as you, Batulu!"

Although Kangxi is a wise king through the ages, parents all over the world have the same heart. Hearing outsiders praise his son, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He looked at Yinfeng lovingly and said with satisfaction: "It's just that he works hard and is willing to learn." .” The appreciation is beyond words.Yinfeng was overjoyed when he heard the words, and hurriedly bowed his head to thank him and said: "Huang Ama taught his son to work hard, and the son must be more diligent, so that he can live up to Huang Ama's expectations."

Yinfei looked at the father and son from below, his teeth itching with anger, but he couldn't get angry, so he had to drink the dull wine alone.

Kangxi was in a very happy mood at this time, and said kindly to Tashi: "I heard that your son is also a heroic boy, is he here today? Call him out and let me have a look."

Tashi became more respectful: "Although there are no outstanding figures like the prince on our grassland, there are quite a few young warriors. They are not talented and have just turned fifteen this year. They don't want to study hard. They only like to ride and shoot. It’s just a matter of spending some effort.” After finishing speaking, a young man beside him stood up, bowed the Mongolian salute to Kangxi, and said respectfully: “Dorji has seen Bogda Khan.”

Kangxi saw his thick eyebrows and big eyes, strong arms, calm and powerful eyes, nodded with a smile, and asked, "Are you Tashi's son? You are indeed a young hero. You are good at riding and shooting. I think it's very good. We are very happy." The Mongolian and Mongolian races are both horse-backed peoples, homework is important, but things passed down from the ancestors are even more important. Since you are a hero on this grassland, I am here today, what do you ask for?"

This is a great gift, Tash's face flushed with joy, Dolji knelt down on one knee, and said respectfully: "Thank you Bogda Khan, the slave doesn't have any requirements, your annual reward is enough to make our grassland The people above have plenty of food and clothing, but the slave has one wish, which is very simple, the slave just wants to ask to compete with your honorable son."

As soon as the words were finished, there was silence all around. Kangxi narrowed his eyes slightly, stroked the finger on his thumb with his right hand, looked at Dolji's body kneeling on the ground, and suddenly burst out laughing.

"Zash, you are such a good son! You really have the courage to deserve the title of warrior! Since you have made a request, I am the Son of Heaven, and I will never go back on my word. You just talk about what you want to compare. "

Only then did Tash's face turn rosy again, and he looked at his son with a little more appreciation. Dorji was neither humble nor overbearing, and replied with a smile: "Tonight, the host and guest have a good time, and the wrestling is too rough and spoils the atmosphere. The servant ordered a fragrant pear to be placed on the head, and stood ten meters away, the servant and your son each shot three arrows, and the one who won the most bids was the winner, okay?"

In this way, it is not just about shooting skills, it is almost using a living person as a target. If the person holding the bow has a biased mind, it is very easy to shoot the person. If the person is timid and shrinks back, the arrow may miss, Dole With such a suggestion, Ji must have already made up his mind.

Kangxi heard the words, but smiled and said nothing, and looked up at his lower brothers.

Seeing this, Yinhu just lowered his head and drank the kumiss. He was still young, and he made up his mind not to show his edge. He would not fight for the limelight.It's just... He turned his face to the side and glanced at Yinzhen slightly, the latter was still expressionless, his indifferent appearance always made it difficult for people to see his thoughts.

Yinfei couldn't bear his temper, clasped his fists and said: "Huang Ama, my son is willing to give it a try!"

Kangxi was very comforted when he heard the words, nodded and smiled and said, "Of course I know your ability, but Dolji is only fifteen this year, if you play, it would be unfair." After finishing speaking, he turned his eyes and spoke to Yinzhen He said: "Fourth, I haven't taught you how to archery for a few days, so you can ask Dorji for advice today! Let me see how much you have learned from Ada!"

Yinhu's expression changed when he heard the words, and he immediately pulled Yinzhen's hand down on the table. If he wins this matter, he will be honored. .

Yinzhen was taken aback for a moment, seeing Yinhu hastily hinting at himself, he felt sweetness in his heart, he squeezed Yinhu tightly back, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Your servant obeys." go.

Although Yinreng didn't understand Kangxi's intentions, he just thought that no matter whether the fourth child wins or loses, he has to help him out. With a nervous face and a playful smile on her lips, she also turned her head to look at the situation on the field.

While speaking, Dolji had ordered someone to prepare a target, and when Yinzhen saw that it was the Mongolian girl leading the dance by the bonfire circle just now, he couldn't help being surprised.

Dolji handed over the bow and arrow, and asked, "Why don't the servants hold the bow, Si elder brother won't mind?"

These words were not polite, Yinzhen glanced at him and said indifferently: "Anything you want."

Dorji nodded and smiled and said: "Then Dorji is not welcome." After saying that, he turned and stood still, drew his bow full, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the girl for a moment, then let go abruptly, only listening to the strings The arrow flew forward with a "swish", and everyone stared wide-eyed, seeing that the arrow was entering the center of the fragrant pear, and the arrow did not come out of the pear, which showed its superb skills.

Earth-shattering cheers from the Mongolian tribe resounded through the sky, as if setting off the bonfire again.Dolji smiled quite complacently, cupped his hands and said, "It's your turn, fourth elder brother."