Self-cultivation after the cannon fodder

After Zong Qihao hunted the first prey, he didn't leave the field anymore, and the rest of the prey were handed over to the children of the aristocratic family in Beijing for them to play.

The male deer was quickly cleaned up by the palace staff and sent to the fire to be roasted. The fresh blood of the deer was not wasted either, and some of the senior officials present and the foreign envoys were shared.

Zhu Sining was sitting next to Zong Qihao, and got as much deer blood as Zong Qihao.

"A-Ning, don't drink so much deer blood." Zong Qihao still remembered the large mark on the back of Zhu Sining's neck, and he was afraid that it might be caused by allergies he had come into contact with. Drinking hot deer blood might aggravate it.

Zhu Sining tasted it briefly and put it down as promised, and the palace servants also served Zhu Sining some light fruit wine.

Everyone toasted together, Zong Qihao said a few clichés, and welcomed the foreign envoys who were invited to attend.

Only a small number of people can share the bucks that Zong Qihao hunted, including foreign envoys.

Although the foreign enemies of the current dynasty belong to the same ancestor, they are divided into several tribes and are torn apart. In addition to looting the border from time to time, they will also merge with each other in melee.

The relationship between the tribe and the dynasty where the foreign envoys are on this mission is flat, and there are occasional frictions and conflicts, but they are not as intense as other tribes, and there is still room for relaxation.

According to the plot of the original book, at this moment, King Qin and his son are going to the border and confronting other tribes. The prince of this tribe is ambitious and wants to negotiate peace with the Central Plains Dynasty, and then join forces to complete the unification.

After Zhu Xiuyong drank the deer blood wine, he put on his armor and ordered the soldiers to line up, showing the envoys of the foreign race what it meant to be a great country.

When the military exercise was over, some of the descendants of the aristocratic family who were full of prey came back from the dense forest and displayed the prey to show off.

The foreign envoys toasted in praise, Zong Qihao did not say modest words, and followed his words to reward the family members and officers and soldiers who performed well.

Among them is Zhu Xiuyong, as the son of Prince Qin, he has attracted the most attention.

The foreign envoys greeted with a smile, Zhu Xiuyong’s specific information was already familiar to the foreign envoys—the Zhu family was a serious problem for every grassland tribe, and there were more or less confrontations. It can be said that the grassland tribes may not understand Zong Qihao , but the family members of the Zhu family are absolutely dear to each other.

But now Zhu Xiuyong is a young courtier who is relied on by the new monarch of the Central Plains Dynasty. His younger brother has also entered the palace as a queen, and he seems to be very favored.

The foreign envoy's eyes once again shifted to Xiao Yiming who had been sitting upright on the seat. After entering Beijing, he had heard about this young man. It seemed that Zhuangyuan Lang was not only talented in writing, but also good in appearance.

The Central Plains Dynasty really had a vast land and resources, and outstanding people.

Zhu Sining drank the sake, put down the wine glass, picked up a piece of venison and chewed slowly, looking at the audience leisurely.

Showing the style of a great country, even a woman can't be cowardly. In the past, there was a princess of Qin who went to the border with her husband, and now there is a daughter in a boudoir who rides and shoots in Hu Fu.

The girls from the aristocratic families in Beijing are not gentle and delicate flowers. They can get on the horse and bend their bows into the hunting grounds after changing their riding clothes. Zhu Sining also saw that Fan Chongrong also changed his riding clothes.

Zhu Sining: "..." If he remembers correctly, it was Fan Chongrong who persuaded him at the beginning, as long as he sits beautifully...and eat?

You promised to eat, drink and make salted fish together, but you ended up sneaking out?

Now his every move is watched closely, Zhu Sining didn't dare to make too much movement, but just pulled Zong Qihao's sleeve slightly: "Why did Fan Chongrong go down?"

Zong Qihao was not surprised: "The talent that Fan Chongrong wrote when he entered the palace was riding and shooting."

It was impossible to perform it in the palace before, but now the opportunity is rare, so it is natural to be active.

Zong Qihao pressed Zhu Sining's hand: "A-Ning don't go down, sit here with me."

After rehearsing the military posture, Zhu Xiuyong led the troops into the dense forest with the girls, not only for hunting, but also for protection.

After getting close to Prince Qin's son, several girls pushed and shoved, and in the end they all boldly greeted Zhu Xiuyong, asking seriously how to set up traps, and how to hunt more prey and other skills.

"My son is excellent in martial arts, and I think the same is true for the empress of the same family background. Why don't you invite your highness to come down and show it. It happens that there are foreign envoys here, just to let these prairie barbarians know how powerful they are." A girl clenched her fist and waved it forward. Waving, high spirits.

Zhu Xiuyong was still smiling, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

——Everyone in the capital knows that Zhu Si Ning can't succeed in martial arts if he doesn't write well. It's heartbreaking to say such things at this time.

Fan Chongrong straightened the wrist guards on his hands, untied the quiver on his back and counted, not wanting to give the other party a look.

I'm afraid there will be a few less prey later, and she has to count the arrow feathers that can be wasted first.

Such a group of beautiful girls gathered together is very eye-catching, of course, some of them are staring at Zhu Xiuyong out of jealousy.The voices of the girls were not too loud, and they heard everything that should be heard.

The foreign envoy moved his eyes to Zhu Sining who was seated with great interest.

The second son of Qin-wang's mansion is indeed beautiful, with black hair and snow skin, picturesque eyebrows, slightly flushed cheeks when he bends his eyes and smiles, his beauty is delicious.

It's no wonder that the emperor of the Central Plains would include her in the harem, but... did the Zhu family, who started out as a conquest, really agree to this marriage willingly?

Regarding the Zhu family, the second son has the least information about him, but he did not expect to enter the palace and become a queen in the end.

Serving others with beauty is the method the Zhu family disdains the most, but now they use this method to break the wings of their youngest son. Is the second son of the Qin-Wang family willing to be trapped in the palace?

The foreign envoy smiled slightly, took a step forward, and bowed solemnly: "The prestige of King Qin is widely spread in the prairie. The son of King Qin is good at fighting. His father and brother are so outstanding, and he is not inferior to the queen if he comes to the Central Plains this time. Haven't had a chance to see the Queen's talent?"

System: [The country where the protagonist is located must naturally be the most powerful. In the face of foreign provocations, it must not only show its demeanor but also show the demeanor of a great country, so as to avoid any embarrassing plots.Users are requested to consciously maintain Zong Qihao's prestige as an emperor and reject the requests of foreign envoys. 】

conscious?

Zhu Sining tilted his head.

The foreign envoy smiled at Zhu Sining: "When Princess Qin was alive, she also led troops to guard the deserted city alone for three days and three nights, and finally succeeded in defending it. She is [-]% similar to Princess Qin, so apart from her looks, she must have inherited her talent and martial arts..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Sining stood up abruptly with unkind eyes.

"A-Ning, don't go!"

Zong Qihao's expression was stern, he held Zhu Sining's hand tightly, and pressed him down forcefully.

"Our Royal Highness, the empress, is precious, how could it be possible to obey you, an envoy from a foreign race?" Xiao Yiming stepped forward, "Why do you need His Highness to go off in person, this minister is willing to replace His Highness."

"Ah Ning, don't be impulsive."

Zong Qihao hugged Zhu Sining almost as if he was imprisoned. In his last life, he didn't have time to stop Zhu Sining from the stage. In the end, it was Xiao Yiming who saved his face.

Due to a certain mysterious force, he couldn't stop Xiao Yiming's actions, but in this life, he would never let Zhu Sining be provoked to end like this again.

This time the foreigners came to the DPRK, and they also brought strong fighters with high martial arts skills. The two sides agreed to win two out of three rounds, and compete on horseback and archery.

Before the start, the envoys of foreign races still looked down on Xiao Yiming: "I heard that this lord is the number one scholar with the highest talents, and he is rich in knowledge. Scholars should not show off their abilities in riding and archery. If one accidentally gets injured, it is very likely If you are permanently disabled, you will never get better for the rest of your life, and even your official career will be blocked."

"How does this lord conclude that I will definitely lose?" After wiping the bow and arrows, Xiao Yiming casually aimed at an archery target and shot the first arrow.

The flying arrow left the string and was accurately nailed to the red heart on the target.

It's easy to hit the heart of the heart, and there is no need to say any more nonsense to shut up the foreign envoys.

Others cheered and encouraged Xiao Yiming one after another.

"How? Can it be compared?" Xiao Yiming smiled at the envoy of the foreign race, "I am only a scholar, and my horsemanship and archery skills are not very high. I guess I can barely compete with a few of them."

The foreign envoy did not suffer from stage fright and said calmly: "It's better not to talk big. It's useless for three against three and only the adults win." His eyes were still locked on Zhu Sining.

Besides Xiao Yiming, there was another girl who was good at riding and archery who was willing to fight, and she was the last one.

In the original book, Zhu Sining was one of the three people who played, but in the end he was the only one who lost, and the loss was very ugly——

He just got on the horse and fell off within a few steps. He couldn't even compare to a girl. After he got off the stage, he was ridiculed by many people.

The foreign envoy raised his lips: "I really want to see how heroic the son born to the prestigious King Qin and the brave and beautiful Princess Qin will be."

Zhu Sining tightly clenched the wine glass in his hand, gritted his teeth and remained silent. Where no one else could see, it was Zong Qihao's arm tightly encircling him.

He didn't drink much deer blood, but he felt dry and full of anger.

Zhu Xiuyong snorted: "Didn't you already see it? One time is not enough, two or three times, you have to stick out your face and let me hit you a few more times before you admit defeat?"

"Don't play aggressive tactics," Zhu Xiuyong said contemptuously, "Old-fashioned and nothing new, don't you just want my brother to end?"

Being exposed, the foreign envoy didn't show much panic on his face, he just said with a smile: "After all, the queen is the second son of Prince Qin's mansion, I still want to see if..."

"That's a lot of nonsense!" Zhu Xiuyong cut off his words, "You want it, but I won't give it to you, so why should I listen to you? I just went to the field to make up the last spot, and it's not as good as you want."

Foreign envoy: "..."

He refused so bluntly, except for the foreign envoys who were stunned for a moment, the other people present were also stunned by Zhu Xiuyong's words.

The son of King Qin has always been regarded as gentle and polite, but he never thought that he would not give face to foreign envoys because of his younger brother.Sure enough, it is not without reason that the Queen did not succeed in anything. In the end, it is the infinite protection of King Qin and his son.

"Come on." Zhu Xiuyong took the lead to get on the horse, "Isn't it just a competition? Let's run for a while and shoot a few arrows and we'll be done. We're spitting stars flying all over the sky. Get on the horse quickly. You're going to lose anyway. If you get off early, you can eat more." It’s not too much of a loss.”

These events were not difficult for Zhu Xiuyong at all. After he easily defeated Lishi, he won the next two games.

The foreign envoy's face was flushed, forget about Zhu Xiuyong's match, and then lost to Xiao Yiming and a girl's family, it really made him lose face.

"I didn't expect that Lord Xiao is still a talent who can read and write." The foreign envoy suppressed the anger in his heart, and praised a few words with a stiff face, "And this girl is as heroic as a man."

When he said this, his eyes were on Zhu Sining, who was above him, but Zhu Sining had no extra energy for him.

——Zhu Sining was fighting against Zong Qihao's hand.

This time the task was completed, the system gave five task progress points, and the purple task bar reached 40.00%.

This is a very common task, and it is impossible to give so many at once.After Zhu Xiuyong came on stage, Zhu Sining, who slowly calmed down, shifted his gaze to the hands that had been hugging his waist.

This is Zong Qihao's hand, the hand that can cause blood bars to drop.

During the time he was holding himself down, the health bar dropped another two percent.

Although more intimate contact can increase the favorability and promote the increase of the task progress bar, but the red blood bar will also decrease accordingly, which makes people feel not very good...

"Your Majesty," Zhu Sining tugged on Zong Qihao's sleeve, "The competition is over."

"Yes." Zong Qihao was still immersed in rejoicing, "The son of King Qin ended up replacing Aning, and there must only be victory."

After successfully avoiding this incident, Zong Qihao relaxed a lot, and couldn't help hugging Zhu Sining even harder.

Although the meaning of the foreign envoy's words is worth exploring, the most important thing right now is to wish Sining all right.

Zhu Sining watched helplessly as the progress point of the purple task bar increased by 70.00% again, and the red blood bar also dropped by [-]%, leaving only [-]% three.

It hurts a bit.

After the military exercise and competition, it was free activities. There were those in the top position, but the people below were not so happy to play. Zhu Sining and Zong Qihao left together.

When he returned to the tent, Zong Qihao still hadn't taken his hands off Zhu Sining's waist.

Zhu Sining estimated the time silently in his heart, he could understand Zong Qihao's excited mood, and he could try his best not to shake Zong Qihao's hand in front of others.

But now, there is no longer a large group of people watching.

"I'm also very happy that the eldest brother won," Zhu Sining said, "But it doesn't have to be that His Majesty hugs me to celebrate."

Zong Qihao paused, and Zhu Sining continued: "Please raise your hand, Your Majesty."

"Raise your hand?" Zong Qihao removed his hand from Zhu Sining's waist and stretched it halfway forward.

"It's not like this, it's about straightening up." Zhu Sining instructed Zong Qihao. Although this action was a bit silly, at least Zong Qihao's hands would no longer be in contact with him.

Zong Qihao looked around, there were very few palace people staying behind in the tent, and after the only few put the face towels and basins, they found that the emperor was not in a hurry to wash his face and change clothes, but were still leaning together to talk. Step, keep a certain distance.

Zong Qihao hesitantly stretched his arms upwards: "A-Ning wants to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Sining hugged him and raised his head to look at him with a smile: "I'm hugging His Majesty, which can be regarded as a hug and celebration."

The warm body is leaning against his arms, maybe because his hands can't touch it, so other feelings are clearer.Zong Qihao's breath was filled with a faint scent of grass and trees. Right now, it was the back of Zhu Sining's neck, the red marks on his snow-white complexion turned into rouge, and there were two hands hugging him tightly behind his back.

Zong Qihao's Adam's apple twitched, feeling that the deer blood that he drank earlier kept surging, converging into a hot stream and hitting his limbs and bones.