[Qing Chuan] The Empress Dowager Raising Cubs Daily

Qiqige, Baoqing and Baocheng get together.

Their faces were serious, and they were discussing a very serious issue: about the name of the bloody BMW.

Baoqing looked at Qiqige in disbelief.

He put his hands on his hips and was speechless: "Mama Huang is really too much, she hasn't named the horse until now!"

Baocheng nodded in agreement, and looked at Qiqige condemningly.

Qiqige inexplicably felt that she seemed to have committed some serious crime, and she always felt a little guilty.She looked innocent: "Doesn't Aijia feel that it's a bit wasteful for the hard-earned BMW to follow Aijia..."

She was still thinking about letting the emperor take it back.

Baoqing jumped up, looking at the ruthless, cold-blooded and cruel Qi Qige with a face full of shock: "Huang Mama, Huang Mama, how can you not want it! Look, we Qingyun are all sad!"

"Qing Yun...? Who is it?"

"Of course it's the name my grandson gave the horse!" Baoqing put his hands on his hips, "It means auspicious, auspicious name."

Before Qiqige could speak, Baoli immediately protested.

He shook his head again and again: "Qingyun, Qingyun, it means Caiyun, it doesn't match the color of a horse at all!"

"What do you think is good, brother?"

"How about the yellow unstrained spirits?"

"...Huangjiu is rice wine? It's not good." Baoqing crossed his arms and looked disgusted: "If you ask me, it's not as good as Yunmen."

"Cloud Gate? That's better than planting jade!"

"Planting jade? That's not as good as Huai Xue!"

Baocheng and Baoqing started arguing sentence by sentence.

In the end, they all looked at Qiqige who was silent: "Huang Mama, tell me, tell me, which one do you think is better?"

Qiqige pondered for a moment.

She thought about it, and finally made a decision: "Let's call him Jinzi!"

Baocheng: ...

Baoqing: ...

Just now they thought that the name chosen by the other party was not elegant enough, but now after hearing Huang Mama's conclusion, the two suddenly felt that the name chosen by the other party was much more elegant.

The arena is suffocatingly quiet.

It took a long time for Baoqing to wake up: "This name, this name...is this name not very good?"

Qiqige plausibly said: "Why not?"

She pointed to the golden body of the blood-sweat BMW: "Ai Jia thinks that not only are they exactly the same, but also the name is auspicious and easy to remember. I think Jin Zi will be familiar with it soon."

Gold, gold!

Can you say it is unlucky?cannot.

Can you say it's hard to remember?Of course not.

Even compared to the two names chosen by Baocheng and Baoqing, this name will definitely be memorable, even unforgettable forever.

Is this direction good or bad?

Baocheng and Baoqing's eyes were darkened, they seemed to be able to think of the day when Huang Mama was all the focus.

Baoqing barely braced himself.

He was still holding on to the last ray of hope: "In case... Ma doesn't like the name Jin..."

His voice gradually faded.

Qiqige waved at the bloody BMW, and at the same time shouted crisply: "Gold!"

The stewards opened their eyes wide.

This name... so domineering!

After that, Baoqing and Baocheng watched the bloody BMW—Jin Zi shook his head, walked briskly to the Empress Dowager's side, rubbed his big head against Qiqige's palm affectionately, and expressed joy bang bang sound.

Baoqing and Baocheng were heartbroken.

They looked at the handsome colt with pity, and when they thought that it would bear the name of gold on its back, the two of them sighed endlessly.

The steed Jin Zi barked suspiciously.

Qiqige stretched out her hand and rubbed it, and said cheerfully: "Don't bother with them, do you want another corn for Jinzi? By the way, do you want another carrot?"

The horse gold is very satisfied.

In the next few days, Qiqige worked hard to improve her relationship with the horse Jinzi, and practiced archery hard on the other hand.

It's just that the progress of archery is really slim.

Baoqing, who was full of confidence at first, gradually lost confidence as time went by, and finally began to secretly sigh.He approached Baocheng to discuss: "Brother, tell me...how about I help Mama Huang cheat before that time?"

Baocheng's eyelids twitched.

The more Baoqing thought about it, the better it was: "At that time, brother will shoot a few more rabbits, and then I will stuff them into Huang Mama to make up for it!"

Baocheng shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Baoqing was not happy: "Why can't it? Ah! Did my brother say that Mama Huang would not allow my brother to cheat? Mama Huang was so worried about the practice that she couldn't eat anymore. Thinking about it... it wouldn't be a big deal. opinion?"

Baocheng still shook his head: "Mama Huang is probably willing."

Baoqing was even more confused: "Since Mama Huang has no objection, why did you say no to my younger brother?"

Because he knows the rules of paddock hunting.

Of course, this cannot be told to Baoqing. Baocheng thought for a while and then said: "Although my brother is older, he is only seven years old. After going to the Mulan paddock, he must be surrounded by guards and servants. Wouldn't it be that you cheated at that time?" Is it equivalent to exposing the emperor's every move in front of everyone's eyes?"

Baoqing suddenly realized.

He scratched his ears and cheeks, and sighed: "Then tell me, what else can we do now?"

Baocheng was lost in thought.

His fingertips tapped on the table lightly: "Method [-], continue to urge Huang Mama to practice."

Baoqing remained expressionless: "Oh."

If he could, what would he come to find Baocheng for?He said depressedly: "As far as Huang Mama's progress is concerned, I'm afraid that you, younger brother, have learned Huang Mama, but you haven't learned it yet."

Baocheng: ...

Have you lost too much confidence in Huang Mama?

There are many troughs and no mouths.

He raised his finger: "Method [-], we can ask Uncle Prince Yu or other Uncle Wangs to help."

Baoqing: "...?"

Baocheng is confident: "Compared with the people around us, the uncles will be accompanied by personal guards, which is much easier to operate than us."

Bao Qing was a little worried.

He shook his head: "If it gets out and a good thing turns bad, it's fine for us to lose face, but it's not good for Huang Mama to lose face."

At that time, it will not only be family members.

If the emperor mama loses face in front of the civil and military courts of the Manchu dynasty and even the Mongolian kings... um.Baoqing didn't even dare to think about it, his head was shaking like a drum, and he quickly rejected Baocheng's proposal.

"Then there is only one last resort."

"What way?" Baoqing looked at Baocheng eagerly.

Turning around, the two brothers found Qiqige.

Baoqing looked serious: "Huang Mama, how about changing it to a bird gun?"

Qiqige was slightly taken aback: "Bird gun?"

Immediately, her eyes lit up, and she secretly thought that she was confused—after all, in her previous life, Qiqige was an honest and responsible commoner, and the only time in her life she had seen live ammunition was during military training at the university, and the other time was when she was traveling overseas.

Qiqige didn't think of this at all.

But now when she heard the reminder from Baoqing and Baocheng, her eyes lit up, and her breathing became slightly short of breath.

What Qiqige looked at was not the bird gun, but the gun.

Exquisite and small, it can be carried anywhere, and it can be easily shot-speaking of it, do you have it now?

Qiqige: ... dumbfounded.

Her mind went blank, and she was finally able to calm down.Qiqige pretended to be puzzled: "Baoqing, what is a bird gun?"

Bao Qinggang was still laughing happily.

Hearing this, he was also speechless: "You don't even know about bird guns, you just started to be so happy..."

Qiqige: ………

She stretched out her hand and gestured ferociously above Baoqing's head: "Say it quickly."

Baoqing obediently began to explain: "It's just a kind of... um, a weapon?"

Qiqige: ………

Baocheng: ...

Baoqing's cheeks were blushing, and his ears were also a little red: "That's right, it's a weapon..."

Baocheng still knows a thing or two.

He seriously explained: "The bird gun is also called the matchlock gun. It was first introduced from a foreign country to the former dynasty, and then it was passed into our hands. Send it out, keep your hands still, aim at a few millimeters, hit a square inch, the tube will grow and gather energy, and it will be able to reach far and destroy strong." ①

Baoqing suddenly jumped up.

He pulled Baocheng's hand nervously: "Wait, brother? Can't it be operated with both hands? At the level of Huang Mama... Can you really ride a horse with your hands free?"

Qiqige was still thinking about this.

After hearing Baoqing's words, she immediately became unhappy.Qiqige glared at Baoqing angrily, with her hands on her hips: "Why can't you, you can't let go of your hands when shooting an arrow on horseback, and clamp the horse's belly with your legs? Aijia..."

It just needs gold to stop.

Qiqige's eyes wandered for a moment, and then she said firmly: "It can...can...can be done."

After a pause, Qiqige added: "At most, I need to exercise for a while longer."

Baoqing: ...

He didn't even dare to ask, how long is the period of time for Huang Mama.

Qiqige pretended not to see Baoqing's questioning eyes, she coughed: "Of course, it would be better if you can operate with one hand."

Baocheng was thoughtful: "One hand..."

He had seen it before, but it was a matter of his previous life. At that time, he had seen a delicate bird gun in front of Khan Ama, which was only a little bigger than the palm of his hand.

It's just... Do you have this bird gun in your life?

Baocheng pondered in distress for a moment, and decided to hand over this big problem to Ama Khan: "Let's ask Ama Khan~"

Qiqige: "Yes~"

One big, two small and three pairs of sparkling eyes stared at him, Kangxi felt a lot of pressure for a while.He showed helplessness: "I do have a lot of ordinary bird guns, but I have never seen such a small one."

Bao Qing lost.

Baocheng was lost.

Qiqige was lost.

Kangxi's voice stopped abruptly.

He swallowed the rest of the words, and patted his chest to accept the matter: "I know, this matter is all on my shoulders, and I can't let you, Queen Mother, bear the burden of cheating."

Qiqige and the two children cheered.

They walked out happily, and Kangxi, who was thrown away after being used up, was in a mess in the wind, wanting to cry without tears.

Prince Yu Fuquan, who came in from the outside, was puzzled.

Looking at the figures of the first and second children leaving happily, and then at Kangxi who was full of sorrow, he couldn't help showing curiosity: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Kangxi sighed.

He told Fuquan the whole story of the future, and said worriedly: "In a short period of time, how can I conjure up a one-handed bird gun for Queen Mother?"

Fuquan scratched his head.

He tried to reach an agreement with the far away Baoqing out of thin air: "Why bother? At most, Duochen will help the Queen's mother cheat and hunt a few more secretly."

Kangxi hesitated to speak.

He stared blankly at Fuquan.

Fuquan was at a loss: "Why, what's the matter?"

Kangxi complained: "I see your standard is just to keep that point clear."

At most the level of a seven-year-old child.