I [Imperial] Am Not This Kind of Man

Polo is a very popular sport in the world, from the court to the army, from Nanchen to Beishuo.

When King Zhou Yaoyao was young, he often ended up in person and played with the guards, but later he became older and his interest was gone. Qin Cong, who succeeded in the throne, was good at writing and physically weak, so polo was rarely seen in the court, but he continued to gain momentum in the army. The Five Guards of the Armed Forces has always used this sport as a means of training riding, and it is very popular among senior military officers.

Beishuo was originally a nation on horseback. Noble men and women alike were good at riding horses. After the sport of polo passed on, it became very popular.

Han Guangzhao will mention the use of polo to win the match. Although unexpected, it is reasonable to think carefully.

Literary genius is definitely not as good as that of Zhou Zhouqun, and the words of martial arts are too direct and brutal, and the number of elite soldiers he carries with him is limited. I am afraid that it may not be comparable to the Da Zhou soldiers at home.

The polo sport has become very popular in recent years, with frequent masters, but it has gradually declined in the past few weeks, and the court has not paid much attention to it.

It is not the way to continue to argue by mouth. After all, there is a saying about this matter.

Qin Nuo thought about it and finally nodded in agreement.

Not only Han Guangzhao in the hall, but also Fan Wensheng and others quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

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In the gloomy forest.

Moonlight splattered through the crevices of dense branches and fell to the ground.

A figure hurried across the bush and ran towards the agreed direction. He is quite fast, and he is very familiar with the road nearby.

Finally arrived at the location, the shadow stopped and looked around vigilantly.

"Don't have to watch, no one is following." A voice came from overhead. Then a man in black jumped down from the tree.

Zhao Ding retracted his gaze, but after a moment, he still looked around uncontrollably, astonished by the wind and grass.

This is not far from the Nanying station. Soldiers and horses often pass by.

Helpless people in black, is this a guilty conscience?

He sped up the conversation and asked, "Did something come?"

Zhao Ding showed a tangled expression on his face, hesitated for a while, then found a greased paper bag from his arms.

The man in black couldn't wait to come forward, but Zhao Ding stepped back and looked at him vigilantly: "You promised me, what about my wife and children?"

"Don't worry, this picture is still unknown, how can you release your wife and children?"

Zhao Ding flashed angrily, "That's not what you said before."

The man in black sneered, "Father Zhao is also an old man, how can he be so naive. If you make a fake picture for us, aren't we both wealthy?"

"Don't see your wife and children, don't want to take this picture." Zhao Ding stepped back cautiously.

The voice of the man in black eased down: "Father Zhao, calm down first. Your husband and wife haven't seen each other for years. You can always know the handwriting." He said, taking something out of his arms.

Zhao Ding opened it and read it roughly. It turned out to be the handwriting of his wife in the past, and the tears on it were clear. The ink was new, apparently written in the past two days.

He and his wife Qingmei Zhuma have deep feelings. Although they have not seen each other for many years, they still recognize the notes at a glance. And there are several words in the letter, all of which she used to use, this one cannot be imitated by others. His wife and children really followed.

At the previous meeting, the man in black said that his wife had not died after being plundered by Bei Shuo.

She has a fierce personality and does not want to be humiliated or even self-destructed. The ransacked soldier wanted to kill her, but later found that she could do a good job, and then brought it back to the city and sold it as a servant woman under the stove.

Eventually she was sold to a wealthy householder as a niece, who was kind and allowed her to give birth to her own son. Although the days of mother and son in Beishuo were difficult, they were still stable.

The letter also mentioned that in these years of Beishuo, his son not only grew up, but also set up a family business, adding two grandchildren to himself.

Zhao Ding shivered with his hands for a long time.

"Are you worried that we can't believe it after we took the drawing?" The voice of the man in black next to him was sincere and not ill. "One, your wife and children are not the grandsons of the dragons. How is it possible to lose faith with a few people who don't care? For both, if we are really broken, deprive your wife and children, and once the matter spreads out, who in the world would be willing to help us Beishu? A small mistake is too big for a gentleman. "

"The delay in handing over is only because the picture is very important and the inside story is complicated. If I can't distinguish the authenticity, I will suffer a lot."

The man in black was justified, Zhao Ding hesitated for a moment and asked: "How can you tell the authenticity of this picture, if it can't be resolved in one day, I have to wait one day, if it can't be resolved in one year, shouldn't I One year? "

The man in black laughed: "If we can't figure it out for a year, what else do we Bei Beishuo take care of?"

"You can rest assured that there are several masters and maths who are following our ambassadors. They promise to do this in less than three days. If you come here again after three days, you will see your wife and children. "

Although the man in black covered his face, he had a clear voice, a sincere look, and naturally a convincing charm.

Zhao Ding hesitated for a long time. Finally, he opened the oil paper bag and took out a drawing.

Although far apart, people in black glanced and could see that the drawings were extremely complicated.

Zhao Ding was not in a hurry to turn things over. He swiped his fingers, and the complete drawing was immediately divided into two halves, one of which accounted for about four-fifths. He handed it to the man in black, "by this judgement, I believe it is enough to distinguish authenticity."

"The remaining piece is just a simple hub. When I meet next time, let's change my wife and children."

The man in black tightened his eyes, and immediately smiled, "Okay." After receiving four-fifths of the drawings, he quickly disappeared into the darkness and disappeared.

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It was sunny and sunny on this day.

Qin Nuo brought his ministers to the northernmost point of the palace.

This is a polo court attached to the Royal Palace. It was built more than 60 years ago. The reigning Pingtai Emperor at the time loved polo and cucurbit and other fun. I felt that the original venue in the palace was not wide enough to be enjoyed. Therefore, a large area of ​​land was leveled in the northern part of the palace, and tens of thousands of people were relocated, covering a vast area of ​​performance martial arts grounds and polo courts.

Since Han Guangzhao's proposal was adopted, the court was busy immediately.

The ministers of the DPRK also have a passion for this, but most of them are regarded as a kind of fun and play, which is really high-level and still in the army. Qin Nuo specifically made a recommendation for the Five Guards, the Five Cities and the Horse Division and the inner court guards to recommend. Let Huo Dong be responsible for the selection.

Everyone knows that this matter is related to the court's appearance, and no one in the DPRK's bureaucracy regards it as ordinary play, which is very solemn. The nine selected were all senior officers in the army.

Looking at the list presented to him, Qin Nuo frowned, wouldn't he fight first? In addition to two soldiers from the Five Cities and Horses Division, the other seven were from the Five Guards. Inside the five guards, it is no longer a level of disagreement between face and heart.

In particular, Pei Tuo led the team, and the officers of the battalion and the battalion of the battalion could listen to him?

"Nanxiang Hou is really very good at this, and there are few adversaries in the forbidden army." Huo Donglai understood the emperor's scruples, and bowed back. "As for the people of Shen Ce Ying, they all act calmly and never. Because of personal grievances, it delays the court. "

Fan Wensheng also said: "Bei Shuo is my old enemy, and this matter is also related to the national political plan. No one in the North Korean army knows the importance, and there will be no big losers because of small things."

The candidates were finally decided.

The next day, there was a battle.

Standing on the edge of the polo field, Qin Nuo brought his ministers to watch the game in person.

Qin Nuo didn't say much to those who were about to leave, but simply said, "I hope you will work together. If you are successful, you will not be rewarded. If you are slack, you will not be responsible."

There was a quandary in the hearts of the emperor. Although the emperor spoke plainly, it was still a ruthless word.

The leading Pei Tuo was so energetic, he didn't frown at all because of Qin Nuo's words, and he arched his hand, saying, "Chen and others must work hard and live up to Emperor's grace."

After speaking, he turned around and saluted to several colleagues around him, sincerely and respectfully: "Today Pei Tuo is not talented, so the team leader only hopes that you can work together and Pei Tuo is grateful."

Such a gesture appeared almost strange to Pei Tuo.

Several officers of the Shenze Battalion couldn't hold back the surprise and hurriedly paid back.

Is this kid quite reliable? Qin Nuo has changed a bit.

Opposite the stadium, the Beishuo ambassadors have almost arrived. Seeing that Qin Nuo had finished explaining, Han Guangzhao greeted him, and a sturdy young man followed him.

In front of Qin Nuo, Han Guangzhao bowed, and the young man behind him bent down.

The ceremony officer next to Qin Nuo immediately said, "I'm rude, can't I kneel when I see the holy car?"

Someone asked Han Guangzhao, "Is this the etiquette of Beishuo?"

Han Guangzhao reluctantly glanced at the young man behind him.

I don't know what they exchanged with their eyes. In the end, the young man bowed his head reluctantly and knelt down.

The two countries intersect, Han Guangzhao is the official, representing Bei Shuo's face. Except for the first time to visit the main hall, he does not need to kneel in front of Qin Nuo, and other people do not have this treatment.

Han Guangzhao explained with a smile: "Muling is my Beishu clan, not an ordinary official."

This person should be the leader over Beishuo. Qin Nuo deliberately waited for a while before calmly saying, "Be flat."

The young man stood up, his features were profound, like a blade, his eyes glanced at Qin Nuo, with a sense of indignation, but he didn't stop any more, and soon fell on Pei Tuo next to him.

Pei Tuo's gaze was glaring, and he looked back politely.

The young man named Mu Ling smiled cheerfully and said, "This is Nanxiang Hou, who has long been famous. I heard that General Pei Ye was seriously injured and retired. I don't know if he is fine now?"

"Who are you? How about your uncle's recent situation, to the unknown?" Pei Tuo hummed, arrogantly.

Mu Ling was also not angry and laughed: "Under Mu Ling, he now leads Feiyun Wei in front of Beishuo Hall. I have long admired General Pei Ye of your country. I do n’t know if I am lucky to compare it with this one or two. . "

Pei Tuo sneered, "Uncle stayed at home and was impatient to come here to watch the monkey show."

Qin Nuo suddenly wanted to laugh, Pei Tuo got serious, his mouth could be poisonous.

Huo Donglai waited for someone to frown. This monkey show can be explained as the polo match that is about to start immediately, or it can be explained as a dispute between the two sides. But no matter which one, they scolded themselves, too. Is this Nanxiang Hou a mad dog disease? Who caught him biting.

Ren Jinglei also took a look at Pei Tuo. This kid seems to have taken fire and medicine recently, and no one looked good. What is the occasion today, not only the ministers of North Korea and China, but also foreign envoys, how can they be so rude?

As everyone knows, Pei Tuo's recent dissatisfaction was directed at the people of the Beishuo mission. Now the Lord is in front of him, where he still lives.

Mu Ling was also irritated and sneered: "As a Dashuo general, I don't want to play with your group of children, if I change to General Pei myself. Haha, I worry about day and night in Beishuo, I'm afraid his old man can't afford to be sick, he won't die until the day I challenge him on the battlefield. "

"Master Uncle is very healthy, you don't mind if you don't work." Pei Tuoleng snorted. "Hum, you can't help yourself. Monkeys are monkeys. Why think of the sky, go towards the noble girl, and honestly go back to the tree to pick fruits. "

Qin Nuo glanced at him, and the topic turned to Qin Hui again.

This remark was extremely rude, and without waiting for Mu Ling's reply, Han Guangzhao frowned: "Jiuwen Dazhou is the country of gentlemen and the country of etiquette. Such crude words make people laugh."

Huo Donglai rounded the field and said: "The words are arguing and meaningless. Several of them are generals on the battlefield. They should see the true chapter on horseback."

Mu Ling reluctantly suppressed his anger, and replied: "Hopefully, Nanxiang Hou can still maintain such a strong tongue."