[Qing Chuan] The Empress Dowager Raising Cubs Daily

Although Qiqige and the queen are so indifferent, they are actually a little worried these days.Seeing that Baocheng returned safely, the hearts of the two finally fell into their pockets. The queen pulled Baocheng to ask for his health, and at the same time Qiqige began to worry about her own affairs.

The empress dowager did what she said.

Ever since she moved to Xiyuan, she has been urging Qiqige to practice riding and archery.

Qiqige delayed for seven days by taking advantage of Baocheng's pox vaccination, but now she has no excuse to continue to procrastinate, so she can only put on her riding clothes the next day and go to the horse farm.

The steward of the upper fourth courtyard has been waiting early.

Seeing the empress dowager's car coming from a distance, the steward rushed forward to pay her respects.

Qiqige called out casually.

The steward bowed his body, led Qiqige all the way in, and at the same time introduced respectfully: "Empress Dowager, the Emperor specially ordered the servants to choose a good horse for the Empress Dowager."

It's useless to have any good horses in Ai's hands.

Qiqige was thinking pessimistically, but her expression remained calm.She followed the steward all the way to the outside of the stable, and then saw a steed with its head bowed to pick pasture.

Qiqige's breathing was stagnant.

It took her a long time to find her breath, and she let out a wow in disbelief.

The rising sun happened to fall on the horse's back.

The steed suddenly became dazzling, the whole body was full of brilliance and brilliance, and the beauty was breath-taking.

Qiqige blinked, and finally recognized that the horse in front of her was actually an Akhal Teke.If the name is a bit unfamiliar, then the four characters of sweat and blood BMW must be memorable. In addition to sweat and blood BMW, some people also use Tianma to describe it, which shows that its beauty is astonishing.

The steed flicked its tail lightly.

Its erect ears trembled slightly, and its round eyes looked curiously at the people outside the fence.

Qiqige stretched out her hand, wanting to touch it.

The steward next to him exclaimed, and stopped abruptly the next moment.This proud, indifferent, rebellious, and indifferent Pegasus horse didn't dodge, but let Qiqige touch its forehead.

Kikige whimpered.

The steward came to his senses in a jerk, and he smiled all over his face: "The empress dowager is so heroic, even the horse obeyed immediately."

Qiqige couldn't help laughing: "What's so heroic about Aijia?"

She reached out and touched the steed in front of her again: "If you want Aijia to say that it is spiritual, maybe you know that Aijia is its owner."

Qiqige can already imagine how handsome she will be riding it!She was full of energy, clenched her fists, and raised her head to believe: for such a beautiful horse—riding and shooting, I will definitely succeed!

Relying on the instinct of her predecessor, Qiqige rode steadily on the horseback.This steed is very gentle, walking briskly around the racecourse with very little bumps, it makes people feel like I have learned how to ride a horse.

The steward somewhat believes in the word spirituality.

Qiqige got off the horse and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

If the first step can be regarded as barely completed, then the difficulty will gradually increase from the second step.You have to shoot arrows with both hands while riding a horse, and the arrows must be able to hit the moving prey...

When Qiqige thought about it, the corners of her mouth began to twitch.

To complete this task, Qiqige must first... hit a fixed target.

When she came to the shooting range, the person in charge of receiving her was Baoqing.

Baoqing held his head high, seeing Qiqige's disbelieving eyes and jumping up in dissatisfaction: "Huang Mama, grandson is super powerful!"

Qiqige: "...um."

Baoqing's cheeks puffed up: "Huang Mama, please watch."

Baoqing must establish the status of master.

He put the long arrow on his chubby fingers, pulled the bowstring, and aimed at the distant target and it was an arrow.Qiqige heard the sound of strings in her ears, and saw that the feather arrow was as swift as a shooting star, whizzing and piercing straight into the target.

Baoqing shoots ten arrows in a row.

Each arrow pierced hard into the red heart of the target, piercing that small area like a hedgehog.

The little eunuch at the target shouted out the results.

Then he even took down the target, trotted and sent the target to Qiqige and Baoqing.

Qiqige took a deep breath.

Not only were all the arrows pierced fiercely on the target, but the last sharp arrow even pierced the previous arrows in half.

Baoqing raised her chin slightly: "Hmm."

Qiqige's eyes sparkled, she clasped her hands together and looked at Baoqing, and sincerely shouted: "Master!"

Baoqing was so happy that the corners of her mouth were about to crack to the root of her ears.

He coughed, and replied with a pretentious look: "Then the master is here to test your teaching skills, to see how hard you can draw a bow?"

Qiqige rubbed her fists.

The first thing brought up was a birch bark bow, Qiqige gritted her teeth and tried hard... she just didn't open it.

Baoqing simply asked people to fetch a lot of bows and arrows.

In the end, he found that the most suitable bow for Qiqige was actually a children's bow—the kind weaker than himself.

Qiqige: ………

She looked at Baoqing with a guilty conscience, stretched out her hand to tap his arm, and coughed a few times: "Huang Mama just recovered from a serious illness, and her strength hasn't recovered yet."

Baoqing: "...Oh."

That look is not quite believe it.

Baoqing recalled Master Nalan's teaching, and told Qiqige to practice bow-drawing first.He said with a pleasant face: "We practiced the day before, let's do it a hundred times in a relaxed manner, shall we?"

Qiqige who just drew her bow: ………? ? ?

Now there is no subway, no mobile phone, and no old people, but Qiqige is still confused.

One hundred blows! ?

Seeing Bao Qingqing's proper expression, Qiqige bit the bullet and went.Just lifting the heavy longbow with the soft flesh of the arms is exhausting. After practicing for a day, Qiqige's whole body is not well.

Originally, Qiqige didn't want to do it halfway.

But in the middle of the journey, Lingyi brought Zhenzhen and Sichun to visit Qiqige's practice, which made Qiqige dare not relax at all, and gritted her teeth with all her strength and persisted until the end.

When she left the shooting range, Qiqige was weak all over.

Her two arms were trembling at the same time, and when the female doctors turned around and pressed her down, she let out a groan, and the tears couldn't stop falling down.

Baoqing felt a little guilty: "It's all my grandson's fault."

Before Qiqige raised her smiling face to comfort her, the Empress Dowager at the side said with a tigerish face: "It has nothing to do with Baoqing, Qiqige, Qiqige, look at your appearance today, I'm afraid you can start archery You have to practice for another ten days and half a month."

Qiqige: ………

How long will this day last?Ten days and a half a month?Qiqige's eyes went dark, and she felt bad all over.

Not to mention other things, Qiqige's enthusiasm for learning has lost most of it.Coupled with muscle soreness, Qiqige went on strike the next day and chose to rest, but she still ran to the racecourse and continued to talk about feelings with the sweaty BMW.

Baoqing and Baocheng also went together.

Qiqige worriedly touched the back of the blood-sweating BMW, and slowly fed it with a carrot, muttering: "How come I ran into Aijia, alas... Aijia is sorry for you."

At my own level...

In the future, it may only be able to stroll around, and it will be useless to run around.

The more Qiqige thought about it, the more guilty she felt, and she almost wanted to engrave the words "violent waste" on her forehead.

Qiqige sighed again.

On the contrary, the sweaty BMW flicked its tail impatiently, avoiding the strange and sighing master in front of him.

Qiqige is sad, but Baoqing's eyes are shining.

Excitedly, he leaned on the edge of the racecourse, looking eagerly at this hard-earned horse shining brightly under the sunlight: "Wow——this is too great!"

Baocheng was not much better either.

He stared intently at the steed in front of him, as if the scene of himself galloping on the horse had appeared in his mind.

Qiqige became more and more melancholy.

Seeing her sigh repeatedly, Baocheng was rather surprised: "Mama Huang, wouldn't it be nice to get this horse?"

Qiqige: "... If you are all of you, it must be good."

Baocheng tilted his head in doubt.

Qiqige said again: "You think this bloody horse is so eye-catching, I'm afraid that the emperor's mama riding it will become the focus of everyone."

"……Um."

"Only the skills of a three-legged cat like Huang Mama..." Qiqige was shrouded in haze, and covered her face in despair: "How do you meet people? I'm afraid that the reputation of Mongolian women will be ruined by Aijia."

Woohoo, I'm sorry for my predecessor!

Baocheng had to admit that what Huang Mama said still made some sense, as far as Huang Mama's skills were concerned... He thought about it, and tentatively asked: "Then Huang Mama, do you want to work harder? As long as you persist It will take a year and a half to produce results."

Qiqige pretended not to hear.

She looked around and said to him: "By the way, fresh Ringo has just been delivered, shall we feed it to the horses?"

The so-called Ringo is what later generations often call Little Apple.

Under the cultivation of later generations, the body has slightly increased, and the sweetness has also been slightly enhanced, but now it is mainly sweet and sour, and occasionally there is a sweet taste like honey ringo.

Because the output is so common, it is not a treasure.

Although Ringo is one of the favorite fruits among the people, it is rarely served on the table in the palace, and it is mostly used as a snack for horses.

Qiqige put a Ringo in the hands of Baocheng and Baoqing respectively—even the hard-earned BMW in front of him couldn't escape its charm.It immediately opened its mouth, and bit the Ringo in Baoqing's hand with a single gulp, and ate it clean in two or three bites.

Baocheng also happily handed it over.

Sweaty BMW obviously liked the smell of Ringo, so he took a bite without hesitation, and swallowed it in his stomach.

Baoqing hurriedly took another one from the basket and handed it to Sweaty BMW.

After feeding four or five in a row, Baoqing and Baocheng, who had a close relationship with the bloody BMW, also tried to touch it.

At the same time, Baoqing also thought of one thing: "By the way, Mama Huang, what is the name of this bloody horse? You can't keep calling it a horse... Huangmao?"

Qiqige leaned on the railing, eating Ringo.

Baoqing was stunned and jumped up anxiously: "Huang Mama, why are you still robbing Ringo to eat with Ma'er?"

Qiqige looked at them suspiciously.

She took another sip, and replied confidently: "Because it's really delicious."

Baoqing walked over angrily.

Unbelievably, he also took a bite... Not to mention, Lingo was crunchy, and the juice that was sweeter than sour splashed out, which was much more delicious than Baoqing thought.

Keep clear, click, click, click.

Qiqige looked at him: "Is it delicious?"

Baoqing kept silent and continued to click.

Baocheng looked speechless, and put his hands on his hips: "Huang Mama! Baoqing! Why are you all like this, and I will ignore you when you get off the horse."

The sweaty BMW screamed.

It snorted from its nose, as if echoing Baocheng's words, scolding the two shameless thieves who robbed the horse of food.

Baoqing's cheeks were flushed.

He cleared his cough and waved his hand at Baocheng: "Brother, come and try it, it's really delicious."

This is the fruit that horses eat!

Baocheng crossed his arms in front of his chest, looking at Qiqige and Baoqing suspiciously.He walked forward suspiciously, took a Ringo and wiped it on his clothes, then clicked it.

The sweet and refreshing juice explodes in the mouth.

Baocheng paused slightly, and Baoqing next to him said, "Is it really delicious?"

Baocheng said with a straight face, "It's just like that."

It's just that after eating one, he was still a little unsatisfied, so he took another one and chewed it in his hand.

Kangxi was the most speechless about this.

He complained to the queen: "I haven't practiced riding and archery yet, the empress first embezzled the horse's snacks."

The queen had a smile in her eyes: "Didn't the Queen's Lady supplement the snacks for the horses?"

The corners of Kangxi's mouth twitched when he mentioned this.

He was amazed: "Tianma actually likes to eat corn..."

Sweaty BMW was very dissatisfied with Qiqige's attitude, Qiqige then used the formula of corn and oats to regain his heart, otherwise let alone the next few steps, even the first step of riding a horse for a walk Started from scratch.