He Zheng meekly boasted: "Young master is really smart and brave. Not only is he superb at archery, but he also has a pair of eyes that can penetrate people's hearts. I really admire him."
Jiang Fuyang nodded reservedly. Although he was young, he was not short in height, almost as tall as He Zheng. Even if he was thin, he looked much stronger than He Zheng.
"Then you really want to see His Majesty, rather than being reluctant to congratulate General?"
What was the question asked, He Zheng's heart beat, and his tone became more docile: "Naturally, I have both. I have to trouble General He with my archery skills."
Jiang Fuyang hummed, turned around, and said old-fashionedly: "Let's go, I will take you there."
He Zheng followed his footsteps, but failed to enter the main entrance of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Jiang Xian stopped the two of them outside: "Your Majesty is discussing matters with General He. No one is allowed to enter without permission."
After all, Jiang Fuyang was just a little dog, and he didn't dare to disobey the orders of the big dog, so he said immediately: "Then let's go and wait later."
He Zheng glared at his back, and when he continued to walk forward with his chin up, he slid off with oil on the soles of his feet. Dealing with a dog emperor had already exhausted him, and he didn't want to spend any more time trying to please the dog emperor. cousin.
He Zheng finally decided to tell General He about this matter, no matter what will happen to He Run and Fang Tianzhuo in the future, but at this moment, He Zheng decided to follow his own heart.
Things that didn't happen in the book are completely unknown, and no one in this world asks him to follow the script anyway.
The sun was quite bright at the moment, and while waiting for He Run to come out, He Zheng changed several shaded places in a row, and had to avoid Jiang Fuyang and went back and forth to look for his figure, feeling dehydrated from the sun, so Finally, he saw He Run quickly walking down the steps of the Hall of Mental Cultivation.
"General He!"
He Run stopped and turned around, and saw a face flushed by the sun, the man ran towards him panting, his eyes were clear: "The general is in a hurry, but you have to go to suppress the rebellion immediately after receiving the order? "
Suppressing the rebels is not a secret, and it is not surprising that he would know. He Run was stunned by that overly handsome face, and said, "That's right. May I ask Master Shanshou what advice you have?"
"What advice can I have?" He Zheng waved his hand and said, "It's just that you're gone, who will teach me how to ride a horse in the future? Does Your Majesty have an explanation?"
He Run wondered if this He Shanshou was a little too naive, why would His Majesty explain such trivial matters, he said gently: "I believe His Majesty has his own decision, but the counter-insurgency situation is urgent, I have to take a step first."
"Wait, wait, wait." He Zheng stopped him again, afraid of delaying his affairs, he hurriedly cut to the chase, and said sternly: "I look at the general's face, and this trip is extremely dangerous. Be careful of an old woman in green clothes who is coming from the west, be cautious."
What he said was a bit of a magic stick, He Run laughed, and said: "I will keep it in mind, thank you, Lord Shanshou."
He walked past He Zheng and left quickly. Judging from his expression and tone, he obviously didn't take his words seriously. He Zheng looked at his back depressedly, "Anyway, I told you, if you don't listen, you will be hurt." Don’t say I don’t have a conscience not to remind you…”
A soft voice suddenly sounded next to his ear: "He Shanshou is muttering something..."
He Zheng was startled, covered his ears and took two steps back, reprimanded: "Why are you so close to me!"
"Oh, I scared you." Nanmenliang bowed to him, and said, "I will apologize to you."
He Zheng hated him just looking at him, and swallowed his yin and yang qi all day long. He threw away his arms and turned around to leave, but Nanmenliang said quietly from behind: "Your Majesty asked He Shanshou to go in for questioning."
When Fang Tianzhuo was mentioned, He Zheng immediately tightened his skin, changed his cold face just now, and asked tentatively: "He, what did he ask me for?"
Nanmenliang smiled and said, "Your Majesty said it was a question, but the slave doesn't know what to ask. He Shanshou, please."
He Zheng hesitated and walked inside, and when he entered the door, he held onto the screen and poked his head. Fang Tianzhuo was sitting behind the table reading books from various places, and a faint refreshing incense was burning in the air.
He Zheng retracted his head, tidied his clothes, recalled that he should have nothing to provoke him, and then walked in: "Your Majesty, are you looking for me?"
"What were you sneaking around outside the door just now?"
There is no sneaking, he is clearly waiting for someone aboveboard, He Zheng replied: "I watched the sky last night, and the sky said that General He's going to suppress the rebellion this time is very dangerous. Originally, I didn't care, but I can take a closer look." Thinking about it, General He is the pillar of the country and His Majesty's right-hand man, for His Majesty, I have to make a few premise, if I can avoid it, I will avoid it."
Nanmenliang looked at him quietly.
He Shanshou's mouth is also rare in the world.
Fang Tianzhuo raised his eyebrows: "Do you still understand celestial phenomena?"
He Zheng replied, "I know a little bit about it, so I don't know if it's accurate."
Fang Tianzhuo understood, and beckoned, He Zheng obediently went over to sit on his lap, and was hugged by him and rubbed his blushing face: "For me, Zheng'er really put her heart into it."
He Zheng held his big hand, thinking quickly: "Then, what do you want to reward me, Your Majesty?"
Fang Tianzhuo smiled and said, "What do you want?"
He Zheng looked forward to it: "Next week's spring hunting, can I have the right to participate?"
Fang Tianzhuo didn't stop touching his face, and said, "You haven't even learned riding and archery, what can you do?"
"Run along more often, you will gain a lot of knowledge. Superb riding skills are not something you can practice on the racetrack all day long." He Zheng rubbed his face affectionately at him, and said, "I also need more complex terrain to exercise my riding skills." .”
The smooth face rubbed against the rough palm, as if scratching his boots, Fang Tianzhuo tapped his lips, and said softly: "Then Yi Zheng'er, on that day, you will enter the arena with Fu Yang."
This He Zheng doesn't matter, as long as he can get the right to ride a horse and run around, he has succeeded in the first step.
General He left, and the person who taught He Zheng was replaced by Jiang Xian. This Jiang Xian was also meticulous, patient and considerate, so the only person on the racecourse that made He Zheng unhappy was Jiang Fuyang.
He was full of displeasure: "What do you think, Your Majesty? Your riding skills are so bad. If you enter the field with me, you will not hold me back."
He Zheng stopped to rest, picked up his cup and took a sip of water, resisted the urge to beat him up, and said in a good voice: "When the time comes to enter the woods, you run yours, I run mine, I'm just on your team How can you be so stingy when you enter the arena without distinguishing your trophies?"
"You said I was stingy?!" Jiang Fuyang looked over angrily, and He Zheng could only say: "I said something wrong, and I have to apologize to you."
Jiang Fuyang frowned, his temper came and went quickly, "No matter what, you must have had a pillow talk with His Majesty, otherwise, how could His Majesty agree to such absurd thing, why are you not in He Jinhua's team?"
He Zheng smiled and said: "Actually, when I saw you for the first time, I thought you were very kind and kind. What's more, my younger brother can't compare to you in terms of riding art and archery. I don't want to be with you." Son, do you want to touch the light?"
Jiang Fuyang paused, his ears turned red again, and said in a deep voice, "Is that true?"
He Zheng said earnestly: "Every sentence is heartfelt, and every word is sincere."
Jiang Fuyang coughed, stretched out his hand to pick up the tea to cover up his unnaturalness, looked sideways and saw He Zheng turned on the horse again, and closed his mouth when he wanted to say something.
He Zheng also learns to draw a bow every day in addition to learning horses, but equestrian skills can be classified as skills, but bows and arrows are very labor-intensive. It is impossible to improve the arm strength for a while, and you must use your hands and feet to shoot. The two hits are already jaw-dropping.
For several days in a row, He Zheng suffered from backache, back pain and arm pain, and the inner thighs were worn out from the horse's back, and the medicine was useless. Seeing that the spring hunting was coming tomorrow, He Zheng decided to take a day off to recharge his energy Rui, but Jiang Fuyang came running not long after breakfast.
"Why didn't Shanshou go to learn horses today?" He got acquainted with He Zheng in the past few days, and he opened the door straight to the point. He Zheng wrote slowly while holding the brush, and said weakly: "I'm tired, rest today."
Jiang Fuyang disagreed: "It's only been a few days of learning, how can I be so vulnerable, tomorrow will be spring hunting."
He Zheng lay on the table, pressed his face on his arms, stared at the movement of the pen tip, and said wearily, "We'll talk about spring hunting tomorrow."
Jiang Fuyang felt that his attitude was not a problem, and he was eager to try: "Get up, Mr. Ben will teach you a horse riding stunt today."
No matter how good the stunt is, He Zheng doesn't want to learn it. Now when he walks, the inside of his leg hurts like hell, and he has to spread his legs apart when sitting on a chair.
Jiang Fuyang tugged at his sleeves and said: "Get up quickly and tidy up, you are rewarded now, don't dishevel your hair like this, it's unseemly."
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He Zheng pulled back his sleeves mournfully, sat up straight and said, "No."
"go Go."
"No." He Zheng snatched back his sleeve again, and said, "I'm tired, so I won't go anywhere."
If he had known that riding a horse would grind his legs to pieces, he would not have been tired of sitting on the racetrack all day, and no one had told him to pay attention. Now he is in pain and embarrassment, and he wants to cry without tears.
Jiang Fuyang looked at his little expression of crying or not, and suddenly felt blessed, and said happily, "Is it hurt? Let me just say, if you stay on the horse all day long, something will happen. Touch the horse."
"No, no." He Zheng emphasized angrily, "I'm tired, I'm tired!"
"Since Zheng'er is tired, let him rest." A voice suddenly came from outside, Fang Tianzhuo didn't know when he came, Jiang Fuyang hurriedly saluted: "See Your Majesty!"
Fang Tianzhuo said: "Tomorrow's spring hunting, how are you preparing?"
Jiang Fuyang was in high spirits: "Everything is ready, I wish I could skip today and go straight to the hunting ground!"
When He Zheng saw him, he immediately stood up from the chair. Fang Tianzhuo walked towards him, hugging him as if he was holding a small gadget, and while teasing him, he said to Jiang Fuyang: "If If you can win the first place, I will reward you with another reward."
Jiang Fuyang said happily: "Your Majesty will definitely live up to your expectations!"
"Back off."
Jiang Fuyang glanced at He Zheng, hesitated, and said, "Yes."
There were only two people left in the room for a while, Fang Tianzhuo looked down at him, and asked in a gentle voice, "Did you get the medicine?"
He Zheng said in a muffled voice, "It's up."
He was also a little angry with Fang Tianzhuo, and even suspected that he had guessed that he would hurt his legs at the beginning, but now he regretted it. Fang Tianzhuo should have realized that it was a trap when Fang Tianzhuo said that he had sent someone to teach him how to ride a horse systematically.
The pain in my legs is burning right now, and it will certainly affect my running tomorrow.
The man's lips touched his ear suddenly, and his tone was low and intimate: "If Zheng'er is in severe pain, you can stay in the palace to rest tomorrow, okay?"