Qingchuan History

Chapter 228

Qiji Courtyard is a racecourse.It not only breeds horses for the royal chariot, cavalry and post station, but also a place for the royal family and high-ranking children to practice riding and formal or informal horse racing on weekdays.

This round of visits went very smoothly.The envoy of Qiji Court estimated that he was forty years old, and when he smiled, his brows and eyes were crooked, but his narrow forehead and wide chin did not look like a blessed person.

Just as Jing Tingge made this judgment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the other party's two big and thick earlobes. Regardless of the shape of his face, he looked like a Buddha.

Maybe?Seeing that his face is full of experience, it can be seen that he has been in the officialdom for many years, and his whole body is relaxed, as if he is peaceful and boundless, and he has nothing to ask for——

It should be some happiness.

She concluded that she followed the envoy into the horse farm and listened to him introduce the good horses of different colors and shapes in the stables in the outfield one by one.

It's just out of politeness, because she hasn't figured out what to do here.I have come to the north of the city and cannot enter the cavalry battalion, so I have to visit the horse farm.Fortunately, Gu Xinglang did not block this door.

What can stop it?No matter how outstanding and unique the horse's category reserve is, it will not affect anything.And what's so good about horses?

She had no interest at first, but she learned to ride a horse in order to enjoy the panoramic view of the mountains and autumn scenery. Not long after she moved into Wei Palace, Murong Xun gave her one of the Sa Luzi horses.

Her own mount is Sa Luzi, and there is no other horse in the world that catches my eye.

Gu Xinglang's flight to the sky?

Then he remembered how yesterday in the Zhuyu Palace, Shangguan concubine vividly told how Ruan Xueyin was injured in Xiling, how His Majesty Qi Jun drove her all the way back to his dormitory alone.

She shivered suddenly, and the headache in the morning seemed to come back again.But I don't know what happened last night?Recalling the situation by the lake at that time, the phrase "you come with me" and putting on the cloak herself, she felt the cold wind blowing again, and her whole back felt cool.

At this time, I heard the envoy's voice full of enthusiasm:

"The third son is here!"

Jing Tingge turned around when he heard the words, and saw a tall young man with a bamboo pole standing in the wind about four stables away, looking in his direction, his eyes were very——

Straight Leng Leng.

It's not that she hasn't seen people look at her like this, many, and half of them are young men like this.But this kind of straightness, how should I put it, is so pure that it is so simple that it makes people not so disgusted.

She stared back at him for a moment, found it interesting, and immediately realized that this Qiji courtyard is not for ordinary people to enter: she obviously has received the grace of the imperial order, besides that, those who can enter here are either princes or nobles, and the young man in front of her must be from a prominent background.

Third son?whose family?
"Ah, um, I'm here to see Zhuifeng." The young man, dressed in blue uniform, moved over step by step, walking very restrainedly, and stopped when there was still a stable distance left, "What are you, what are you doing?" Come here?"

Still stuttering, stuttering until the last sentence, even the volume of the voice dropped several levels.

And it was obviously speaking to the court song in the purple skirt and red robe.

The latter found it more interesting, looked at him and said with a smile: "Do you know who I am?"

"I know." There is no card in this sentence, "I saw it earlier."

"Have you seen it? Where have you seen it?" Her eyes widened.It's not that interesting.

The most recent time was outside the Qiwei Border Inn.The darkest time of day.Of course I can't say.

"Cangwu, in Wei Palace." The stuttering disappeared, but there were still many pauses, "I went to Cangwu with my elder brother the year before last, and he met His Majesty Wei Jun in the front hall. I was there, it should be called Xianyang Gate, near Wandering around, I just saw you, standing on a high platform—”

"Chenxiang Terrace." Jing Tingge understood it clearly, with a smile that was not a smile, "Xianyang Gate is indeed the closest palace gate to Chenxiang Terrace. But if you really have to calculate, there is still some distance, and Chenxiang Terrace is even higher. Can you see it so far away? "

"That," the boy coughed dryly, "I have good eyesight."

The year before last, not long after Murong Xun ascended the throne, Qi Guo came to envoy, led by Ji Ping.He came with his elder brother and was ranked third.Jingting song smiles:

"Master Ji San, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Ji Qi didn't know how to react for a while, and he was full of ups and downs and came together to say from the bottom of his heart: "Miss Jing, we finally meet again."

There is no stuttering, it is extremely coherent, and it is sincere.

Jing Tingge is familiar with this kind of expression and the way of making sentences, and it is also very typical. It is often seen on the faces and lips of the high-ranking young men who have met her for the first time. It's just that the young man in front of him really has to look a lot more sincere.

Feeling emotional for a while, I felt even more funny: "Master Ji, you will not be twenty by the end of this year, right?"

Ji Qi didn't know, so he answered honestly, "Eighteen."

"Then you were only sixteen the year before last."

good.Ji Qi continued to stare blankly at her, not knowing what the other party wanted to express.

"Teenagers are the age to work hard and improve every day. You can learn everything quickly and do anything well. If I were you, I would put all my thoughts on reading strategies, riding and archery skills; beautiful girls always have , I can’t finish watching it, and I can’t finish my heart.”

Ji Qi had heard that Jing Ting Ge was direct, direct and eloquent.

But the directness of the words at this moment still completely exceeded his expectations.In particular, the envoy Qiji was still standing beside him.

And she had a frank and bright face.

The only one who is embarrassed is myself.

"That," he coughed dryly again, "what the girl said is very true. Ji Qi has been studying hard, and he dare not slack off for a moment."

Ji Qi is eighteen years old, although he is not considered a bully, he is a master who never suffers. At this moment, he is so hard-edged and bows his head to his ears, but the court envoy looked dumbfounded, thinking that a hero is a sad beauty. But this little boy has not yet achieved the name of a hero, and his legs are weak when he sees a beauty?
Nothing good.

For a moment, he couldn't bear to look directly at him, and his father Ji Huan and his brother Ji Ping's demeanor flashed in his mind, and he was inexplicably ashamed of them.So he took the initiative to speak, trying to break the situation where the east wind overwhelms the west wind:

"Third Young Master hasn't come here for a while, but I feel that Chasing Feng has grown a lot? It is said that I just finished changing my coat two days ago."

According to the rules of other countries in Qingchuan, all military generals in the court can choose their own mounts from the Qiji Academy.Ji Qi has not yet entered an official position, he is not a general, he follows another set of logic.

Because of the martial spirit, learning to ride a horse is an adult step that most men in this continent cannot avoid, and the royal family and nobles are no exception.According to the rules, the princes usually get on a horse at around five years old, and formally learn riding skills; the descendants of the clan and famous families follow this tradition, starting around five years old, and no later than six years old.

The famous families in Jidu are not ordinary famous families, and relying on the convenient location, a large number of famous families such as the Ji family of Xiangguo's mansion and the Chai family of General Hussar's mansion——

When the son of the family reaches the age, he can go directly to the Qiji Academy to choose a pocket pony, and then the teacher in the courtyard will teach him how to ride.

The princes don't study in Qiji Academy, but they will choose horses here, and they often come here to practice——

It is also because of these teenage years that the princes of the Gu family of all dynasties are so familiar with young masters of the same age as Ji and Chai that they have a deep friendship.

Regardless of whether the prince or a few high-ranking sons, once they reach the age of 16, due to their physical development and perfect riding skills, they have to select a good horse from the Qiji Academy again, and drive it for a long time, whether it is practice, competition or battle. , is for the mount.

When Ji Qi picked Zhuifeng, the horse had just turned two years old, not yet old enough to be harnessed.But he felt that it was a good match for his eyes, and after going around a few circles, he still decided to take it——

The name Zhuifeng was given by people from Qiji Academy, and he liked it too, so he didn't change it.

At this moment, Jing Tingge looked at the young and vigorous tall horse in the stables, the whole body was pure black, with a faint cyan luster at the tip of the hair, and the black hoofs that occasionally kicked were strong and powerful——

She suddenly missed her Saluzi, and Saluzi is the name of the variety.Maybe it should have a name too.

"It's called chasing the wind?"

"En." Ji Qi replied, looking at his mount up and down, feeling very satisfied.

"The name is a bit common. But if it's really fast, it's appropriate."

Where is it common?Ji Qi frowned, and for the first time in two years, he criticized Jing Tingge's life.

Two years and [-] days and nights, far and near, short and long, but in fact, I have only seen it three times in total.Today is the first time I have been in close contact, and I just said less than ten sentences——

Distance and beauty, distance and likes and dislikes, imagination and reality, impression and prejudice.It's a pity that most people don't realize this when they are teenagers.

Seeing him frowning, Jing Tingge knew that he was dissatisfied with belittling his beloved horse, smiled slightly, and changed the subject: "You don't look too much like your elder sister."

But Ji Ping and Ji Wanling are very similar, especially the eyes.

As if he was not surprised by this kind of insight, Ji Qi replied casually: "The two of them are like father. I am like mother."

No wonder.Ji Qi has single eyelids, triangular eyes, and his overall facial features are half a circle smaller than those two, which is a completely different set of inheritance.

"Have you met my sister?" He only knew that she met Ji Ping at the Hulanhu family dinner last night.

"I happened to meet you while visiting the Imperial Garden." She smiled and answered casually.

When she visited the imperial garden, she was naturally with Ruan Xueyin.Ji Qi raised his eyebrows, "I heard that Mrs. Pei seldom walks around in the palace. I think it's to show you the girl."

Jing Tingge also raised an eyebrow.If this kid is not acting at the moment, then he doesn't know about Ah Ji.I don't even know why I came to Jidu.

Otherwise, he should know that they went to the Imperial Garden to find Shangguan Concubine, and he would not really interpret this sentence as Ruan Xueyin taking her to visit Qi Palace.

how?Looking at what happened last night, Gu Chunyue clearly knew about it.And the Ji family is still in the dark?Ji Ping didn't know either?Don't know?

Ji Qi has been to the border, and accompanied Chunfeng to bury Auntie. He is one of the few people who knows the ending of the story.But he doesn't know the beginning and the end.

Just like others who know the beginning and the passage, but not the end.Such as Shangguan concubine, such as Ruan Xueyin.And the court song here and now.

She had a headache again.

And another voice came from far away with the sound of trotting footsteps, and sounded nearby, "My lord, Mr. Shen is here."

To be able to come to Qiji Courtyard and to be able to say "Master Shen" in such a tone, there should be no second place.Jing Tingge's heart moved slightly, and he turned to look.

The envoy has already greeted him.

Ji Qi moved faster than Master Yuan Shi.

The man was dressed in ochre-colored casual clothes, had dark skin, and was unusually tall and straight.Next to him was a goose-yellow figure.

At the family dinner last night, Jing Tingge didn't think that Gu Chunfeng was petite, but rather tall and well-proportioned.But maybe because Shen Ji is exceptionally tall among men, standing next to him, she looks extraordinarily small, small and refreshing.

It is cloudy.She looked up.The sun is hiding behind the clouds.

(End of this chapter)