[comprehensive] superior skills

After fooling the cheap emperor brother and all the curious elders away, Song Ci galloped towards the Liao Kingdom's garrison in an airship.

At this time, although the Khitan people had been established for a hundred years and had been influenced by Han culture for generations, it was still difficult to change their nomadic migration life of "spring water and autumn mountains, winter and summer Nabo".

Now that the summer season is approaching, the Lord Yazhang of the Liao Dynasty has moved to the place where Xia Nabo walked.

Relying on the fact that there was no sky-eye satellite monitoring in ancient times, the airship traveling at extreme speed arrived at the residence of the Khitan court in just a few breaths.

The airship, which didn't even make any noise, hovered quietly above the tent, making it convenient for the master to observe the enemy's situation from a high position.

"The mere barbarians will only reach one-tenth of the population of the Song Dynasty, but they occupy such a vast territory with their bravery. It's really violent."

Throwing down the map in his hand, Song Ci laughed lightly: "Since you are not willing to bow your head to be a minister, let me help you."

With a little thought, the airship that was originally hovering above the royal court slowly landed on an empty grassland, and released a step ladder along the opened hatch.

Putting on a cloak, Song Ci walked straight towards the outermost imperial guard tent. Since Xia Nabo was only three hundred miles away from the capital of Shangjing, most of the soldiers of the Liao Kingdom stayed with the lord. Outside, even the most elite cavalry closely followed.

She only took a cup of tea before she came to a purpose-built lush pasture, where tens of thousands of fine-bred BMWs were bred in a dense manner, snoring and chewing lightly.

Song Ci smiled slightly, grabbed a handful of oats soaked in spring water from his satchel, and gently approached the horses next to the fence, "Do you want to taste something more delicious than grass?"

Suddenly smelling the smell of strangers, the calm horses who were sitting or lying down suddenly stood upright, snorting viciously and threatening the coming person.

"Come on, it's really delicious!"

Khitan's war horses are really extraordinary. Not only is their stamina outstanding, but their intelligence is comparable to that of a three-year-old child, and they know the most basic recognition ability.

Seeing that the horse not only refused to come forward, but became more defensive, Song Ci, who was trying to convince others with virtue at first, could only obediently let go of the fantasy in his heart, took out the clarinet and played softly.

The melodious sound of the flute soon attracted the group of horses who were avoiding before. All the tall horses tilted their heads and looked at the visitor curiously with their big watery eyes. so inviting.

"Come one by one, everyone has a share, don't worry."

Joyfully stroking the obedient horse, Song Ci learned from the proud little red horse who was the first to surrender, who claimed to be a Hequ nobleman, that all his good brothers of the same race were in this horse farm, and only some unworthy ones were left. The rival second-class horses were left in the free range near Shangjing.

"Then are you willing to leave here with me? As long as you are obedient, you can eat delicious wheat seeds every day, and there are many fruits and vegetables that even the Khitan people are not willing to feed!"

As long as you can use the Yuci Huangzhuang outside the city of Bianjing, plus the good genetic seeds in your hands, let alone the tens of thousands of war horses, it will be no problem to raise the people of the entire Gyeonggi, and it will be troublesome at most. Just a little bit of mountain racing.

With a plan in mind, Song Ci didn't even plan to let the bad horse in the mouth of the little red horse go.

She would like to see what the Khitan people, who are known as "running troops among the people", would use to repeatedly invade the border and raid grass valleys without their most reliable war horse.If you only rely on a pair of bare feet, you will drag them to death if you don't die from exhaustion.

Song Ci never had the ambition to be a queen, not only because she was self-aware, but also because she was really a lazy and unfussy person.

Just like in the world of the Red Chamber back then, even though she didn't have a good impression of "I Daqing" in her heart, she did not wipe out Master Kang\'s family out of a moment of righteous indignation, but gradually changed the status of the Han people through subtle methods.

If we really want to use the banner of "anti-Qing and restore Ming" to destroy the dynasty that has finally stabilized, is it necessary to rely on the third prince Zhu who doesn't know the truth to restore the country and rule the people?

If a few reckless heroes jumped out of the chaos and raised their arms and shouted, "Will the princes and generals be kind?" Can you still have a good life?

It would be easier to do it now, as long as the cheap brother can cultivate qualified heirs to let the Song Dynasty last forever, not only the Liao and Jin countries will be wiped out, but also the Jiannu Jurchen can be eliminated in the bud in advance.

"I have done everything that can be done. If the descendants of the Zhao family really can't bear it and insist on burying this great river and mountain in the hands of the barbarians again, even if they are so angry that their ancestors jumped in the grave, it can only be regarded as God's will."

Thinking of the unknowable future, Song Ci sighed faintly, took Xiaohong and led the horse behind him, passed the unconscious horse guard, and got into the airship that had been waiting by the side.

Before leaving, resisting the urge to throw a few gasoline bombs at Liao Lord's tooth tent, Song Ci huddled among the fluffy horses and turned around and drove towards Shangjing Huangdu.

It is agreed that Malay cows will come and sheep will come, how can a dignified national teacher lose his trust?

After looting the Khitan people's arsenal and treasury, Song Ci lured away all the living creatures wandering on the grassland, even the shepherd dogs who were left alone.

If it weren't for the airship's built-in amplification function, the entire cabin would be too crowded, so Song Ci returned to Bianjing in a daze amidst the mooing and bleating of the magic voice.

At this time, the streets and alleys, which were not yet bright, were already crowded with ordinary people. Through word of mouth, the anecdote that the Imperial Master of the Zichen Palace defeated the Khitan envoys yesterday and replaced the emperor at night to pray for blessings has reached everyone's ears.

Through the blessings of rumors, this well-known national teacher has become a stranger in the hearts of everyone. He is nine feet tall, his eyes are like copper bells, and he has three heads and six arms and two wings on his back. It is simply an exaggeration.

These people are used to listening to strange stories told by storytellers in restaurants and teahouses on weekdays, and now they finally have the opportunity to meet real world-class experts, and they all ran out energetically to watch the strange things.

Especially last night, all the important ministers who saw the phenomenon with their own eyes also gathered in the square outside the forbidden gate, waiting to see how the anticlimactic national teacher fulfilled his promise.

Just when everyone was looking forward to it, a big dark green bird slowly landed above the imperial city.

Suddenly realizing that he was covered by a black cloud, the old man hurriedly looked up and couldn't help exclaiming: "What is in the sky? Could it be the legendary Kunpeng?!"

Another old official who discovered this wonderful scene couldn't help but danced and cheered excitedly: "The Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is." Also. Such sacred objects are beyond the control of ordinary people, and the national teacher is really a god!"

It was just a moment, and all the people who looked up at the sky were stunned.

"This……"

"What is this?"

"A miracle! The true god has appeared!!"

Not only the common people were dumbfounded and forgot what Xixi is, but even the adults who had been waiting for the news with anxiety were all bewildered.

The Minister of the Ministry of War, who had the deepest aversion to the demon way, stared at the big bird above, knelt down and kowtowed in the direction of the imperial city suddenly: "Heaven bestows the national teacher, bless my Great Song Dynasty! Heaven's auspiciousness, protect our country!"

The adults standing behind him also kowtowed together: "Long live my emperor!"

As the sound of shouting long live spread far away, countless people who rushed to the streets also unconsciously joined the team shouting in unison, which plunged the entire capital of Bianjing into a sea of ​​cheers.

"Could it be God's blessing?!"

Hearing these stirring words of praise, Zhao Zhen, who was also guarding the palace wall, followed suit with anticipation, "Hold the lamp! I want to take a closer look at that divine bird!"

As soon as the emperor gave an order, dozens of huge lanterns were lit at the top of the city to illuminate the forbidden gate.

These beams of dazzling light attracted more and more people. Even if they dared not conflict with the guards, they tried their best to crowd at the front to admire the holy relic.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the big bird in the sky first uttered a strange cry, and then tilted one side of its wings to the ground.

Following the big bird's movements, countless steeds came strolling along its back, neighing and raising their heads to push away the humans who were in the way, and began to look at the unsatisfactory new home.

Before the elders who had been chased away by the horse recovered their senses, more cattle and sheep appeared on the bird's back.

"Chao Ma Han, Zhang Long Zhao Hu, quickly arrange the servants to persuade the people on the side of the road to leave this place, otherwise once the cattle and horses gallop down, they will inevitably be injured." Fearing unnecessary casualties, Bao Zheng hurriedly ordered.

"Subordinates obey!"

The four guards led away, and only Zhan Zhao in red was left standing beside Shangguan, "My lord, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard for Zhan to believe that there are such miraculous things in the world."

"Guard Zhan," Bao Zheng hesitated again and again as he looked at the amazed general, but still did not tell the truth, "In case things change, you should stay by my side."

The so-called inseparable relationship, if the princess is not willing to lie to Zhan Wei, she will make it clear to him in the future; if the princess doesn't tell, there is a reason why she is inconvenient to tell others, why should I be a villain in vain.

"Don't worry, my lord, my subordinates will never leave."

After Zhan Zhao handed over his hands and took the command, he looked at the big bird that was almost covering the sky and the sun again, and he couldn't help but dreamed in his heart: "If one day I can fly freely between the sky and the earth like it, I don't know how happy it will be!"

Unknown to her fiancé, who is rigorous and upright, she is fishing and thinking about the future when she is leaving work. Song Ci finally heaves a sigh of relief when driving away the last lamb in the cabin.

These guys are so naughty, they ran to the corner in the blink of an eye to play hide and seek with others, and many calves who smelled the smell and ran to the top door of the warehouse would only stare at their big foggy eyes and act cute, which is really frustrating. It's not scolding or it's not.

Now there is only Xiaohong and a mare left in the entire airship, because Song Ci kept her good impression when she first met, and she is only waiting to be brought back to the princess mansion to be raised.

"Okay, all the cattle, horses and sheep are cleared, and I, the humanoid Kunpeng, should also retire after finishing my work."

Pulling the whistle, Song Ci drove the airship away from the imperial city amidst the farewell sounds of the people in Bianjing, and then changed into flying sword mode in the suburbs, sneaking back to the Princess Mansion with Xiao Hong, who was suffering from severe fear of heights .

Master Guo Shi, who had been busy all night, was finally able to change his vest and rest, but the most severe test for the guards had just begun.

Leaving the master who obeyed at will, the four-legged animals crowded outside the palace gate and on the street all ran amok.

After the restraint of not allowing this and that on the airship failed, the babies who have been holding back for a long time can finally detoxify anywhere without any scruples.

There are also those war horses with bigger tempers, wagging their heads and waving their tails but refusing to be put on the reins, and when they get angry, they will kick them regardless of whether they are wearing civilian clothes or silk and satin.

The well-behaved emperor's feet became smoky and filthy all at once, but the emperor himself was still standing on the city wall with a smile on his face, not feeling angry at all.

"Hey, if ordinary soldiers can't lower their horses, they can let the Zhan guards take action. My royal cat is not in vain!"

Facing the commander of the Forbidden Army who came to ask for help, Zhao Zhen saw the red shadow flying up and down in the crowd with just one glance, "Quick, pass on my order. If Zhan Zhao can subdue the winner, I will allow him to pick a horse himself." Go back!"

A BMW with a hero, anyway, these horses were brought back by Tianyou, so it wouldn't hurt to give them to my sister-in-law.

No one knew the little thoughts in the emperor's heart, but Zhan Zhao, who received the sage's oral order, was overjoyed and said, "I will obey the order! Zhan will do his best to live up to the emperor's grace!"

As early as when Kunpeng first appeared, he had been coveting those magnificent BMWs, and when he suddenly heard that he had the opportunity to choose the most desirable mount from them, as a horse lover, how could he not be extremely excited.

With the help of the royal cat, the horses, which had already been exhausted for a long time and had already shown signs of fatigue, calmed down. They stood beside the soldiers holding the reins with lowered brows, waiting to be moved collectively to the Huangzhuang hunting ground outside the city. Then have a good meal.

The rest of the cattle and sheep are easier to deal with. Randomly pull two shepherds to yell a few times, and the scattered herds will immediately huddle together and stop running around.

After waiting for all the cattle, horses and sheep to go where they should go, the forbidden gate finally returned to its original cleanliness after jumping around all morning, and countless eunuchs came out from the palace to clean up the dirt outside the gate.

Looking at the livestock team slowly advancing in the distance, Zhao Zhen's eyes showed a slight wetness, "Father, have you seen it, the spring of Song Dynasty is here."

The author has something to say:

"Zhuangzi. Happy Journey"

Song Ci: One for the princess and one for Mr. Zhan, just enough to make a mandarin duck and a horse.

What a beautiful jasmine flower~~

The following is the happy little theater

————The daily life of solving cases in Kaifeng Mansion.

Bao Heitan: "I don't know how far the case has progressed. I just sit and wait in the mansion all day. The mansion is really worried."

Gongsun Ce: "My lord, don't worry, the Zhan guards have already gone to investigate, and even Zhang Long and Zhao Hu are by their side, and they will always find some clues."

Bao Heitan: "Sir, I don't know something, it's just because there are others accompanying me in the side Benfu that I'm more worried."

Gongsun Ce: "Oh, is it possible that your lord is afraid that those guards who are not good at martial arts will be in danger of their lives?"

Bao Heitan: "Compared to this, the government is more afraid that they will lower the appearance of Guard Zhan and affect his collection of criminal evidence."

Gongsun Ce: "So that's the case, then adults don't have to worry about it. Earlier, the students used the excuse that the smog is harmful to health. The students have prepared a dozen thick masks for the four guards. Presumably it will not affect the Zhan guards."

Zhao Hu: "...I said why my brothers gave me a face shield for no reason. Could it be that in their eyes I am the one who lowered Master Zhan's appearance?"