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- ?Zhen Juan Yishui Shoal 759 The referee of the martial arts competition stood there in a daze, not knowing whether to judge Zheng Dayong as a foul or to judge Zheng Dayong as a winner.
Xia Pulan, who was the master of ceremonies in the competition, also had a hard time making a choice, and subconsciously looked towards the Queen Mother in the auditorium.
Queen Mother Anne didn't know what to do. If Zheng Dayong was sentenced to a foul, it would appear that the French royal family has no courage. If Zheng Dayong is judged to win, the captain of the royal guard will lose in one round, which makes the French royal guard too rubbish.
Zheng Dayong lifted his helmet with a smile, and rode to Xia Pulan: "Let's score."
There is another rule in knightly contests. Those who fall from the horse will not be directly defeated, but points will be deducted like a broken lance. This kind of rule is mostly used in small-scale martial arts competitions. Countless spectators come to watch the excitement, but there are only a few fights, and it can't be over just after the start, so after falling off the horse, they will get up and continue fighting.
Since Zheng Dayong is representing China in the competition, of course he needs to understand the situation.
A few days ago, I was even grinding my gun to get used to this special brittle wood lance.
After hearing the translation, Xia Pulan hurried to ask the Queen Mother for instructions.
Queen Mother Anne felt that this move was feasible, and neither China nor France would lose face. She looked at Zheng Dayong in the arena with a smile, and thought that this Chinese knight was very good, not only had excellent riding skills, but also knew how to be flexible.
Navarra had already been supported by his teammates, and when he learned that the game would continue, his first reaction was to untie the belt of his shield.
It is estimated that from now on, European knights' competitions will either modify the rules so that the belt cannot be pulled, or the knight's shield will not be hung directly with the belt.
Like D'Artagnan, Navarre also came from the local aristocracy.
Only the aristocrats can afford an official position and become the captain of the company of guards. This position is worth 100,000 livres.
The followers on both sides no longer need to fight, and all honors and challenges belong to the knights.
After exchanging positions, the two walked around the obstacle, approached about ten meters and accelerated to charge again.
Zheng Dayong felt that this kind of competition was stupid, and the brittle wood lance restricted too much technique. For example, if he can't charge and sweep, if he swings his lance and sweeps over, regardless of whether he can knock his opponent off the horse, the lance in his hand will definitely break and deduct points. This thing is deliberately made brittle to protect the contestants.
"pound!"
"Boom!"
There were two crisp sounds.
The shield used by Zheng Day separated Navarra's lance. Then he quickly lowered his right arm and inserted it into the gap of the opponent's shield. Navarra was a little too late to respond, and knocked the lower end of the shield on Zheng Dayong's lance. The guy was stabbed in the thigh, and Zheng Dayong scored again.
Everyone can see that there is a huge gap in strength between the two sides.
Zheng Dayong first fought with Zhang Tieniu, then converted to dragoons halfway, and then transferred to Liaoning as Xiao cavalry. He was killed with real swords and guns, and the Navarra in front of him had never been on the battlefield at all.
Leading the scoring for two consecutive rounds, Navarra is already a little scared.
At the beginning of the third round, Navarra cheered up. He no longer dared to play tricks, he only wanted to defend effectively, and then scored by breaking Zheng Da's lance.
"ah!"
Just when the two sides were about to contact, the nobles in the audience exclaimed.
It was Zheng Dayong who suddenly threw the lance, aiming at Navarra's head. Navarra hastily moved the shield up, subconsciously protected his face, and when his sight was blocked, he raised his gun and stabbed Zheng Dayong completely by feeling.
Zheng Dayong was wearing a bulky full-body plate armor, half of his body leaned out. After narrowly dodging the lance, he regained his balance in an instant, and switched the shield to his right hand, and the horizontal shield slammed into Navarra's ribs.
"Bang!"
A large pile of tin cans fell off the horse's back again.
This time, he rolled over and fell, and the fall was messy. Coupled with the heavy armor, he didn't get up for a long time.
The referee was stunned for a while, and came to remind him: "Mr. Chinese Knight, if you let go of the lance, your opponent will score because of it. You can't throw the lance."
Zheng Dayong asked: "I just dropped my gun, but he fell to the ground. Who scored more points in this round?"
"Of course it's you," said the referee.
Zheng Dayong said with a smile: "That's enough."
The game continues and the fourth round begins.
After the initial shock, the audience seemed to get used to it gradually, and even became excited, wanting to see what special tricks Chinese knights have. Such a novel trick is much more interesting than a rigorous martial arts competition.
And any nobleman who knows how to ride will not think that Zheng Dayong is cheating.
As for the change of trick just now, it must be, in the eyes of this nobleman, you are an unwelcome servant or pariah.
There is a description in Voltaire's "Excellent Emile", when Madame Chatelet took a bath, she asked the servant Longchamp to add water for her. Not only did she not wear clothes, but she also exposed her legs apart to avoid being scalded by hot water.
Later, the lady changed her clothes in front of the servant. When participating in the salon, the duchess and several marquises took off all their clothes because of the hot weather, leaving only a few ceremonial accessories on their bodies, and they ate naked in front of the servants.
The male servant had never seen the world, and at first he was so scared that he closed his eyes and dared not speak, but then he gradually understood and felt angry: "The noble lady treats the servant as a lifeless machine In her eyes, I am the same as the kettle in my hand. No difference."
As for Louis XIV, this guy really didn't take a bath, he only washed it a few times in his life to show his devotion to Jesus.
Almost all Europeans who seldom take a bath are devout Christians. This thing originally originated from sectarian disputes, and gradually became associated with the Black Death. It was believed that the dirt on the body was like armor, which could block various diseases, and it would be easy to get sick after taking a bath.
"You are very brave, Mr. Chinese Knight." Queen Anne sat in the bathtub with her arms protruding, and looked at Zheng Dayong with winking eyes.
The translator was a little embarrassed, coughed and said, "Mr. Zheng, the Queen Mother is praising you for your bravery."
Zheng Dayong has never seen such a scene. It would be better if there were only two of them, and the key interpreter was also nearby. He cast his eyes on the wall and said awkwardly: "Thank you for the compliment."
Queen Mother Anne smiled and said, "Please sit down."
Zheng Dayong sat down tremblingly, still not daring to look directly.
Queen Mother Anne asked: "Have you ever been on a battlefield? How many enemies have you killed?"
Zheng Dayong replied: "There are probably dozens of them killed with his own hands. Because of his bravery in battle and beheaded enemy generals, he was chosen by His Majesty the Emperor as a bodyguard."
"Then you are a real warrior," Queen Mother Anne liked more and more, she turned and lay on the edge of the bathtub, showing her shoulders, staring at Zheng Dayong and said, "Can you tell me how you fought against the enemy? "
Zheng Dayong had no choice but to tell the truth, the more the Queen Mother listened, the more tempted she became, and she kept asking about the details of the battlefield.
Finally, the bath water became cold.
Zheng Dayong and the interpreter were invited out of the bathroom, but the maid was left behind to help the Queen Mother get dressed. The manservant responsible for adding water also stayed in the bathroom and witnessed the whole process of dressing the Queen Mother.
"Your Highness, it's getting late, I will take my leave first!"
Zheng Dayong stood outside the bathroom door, blushing with embarrassment, before waiting for a reply from inside, he fled away with the translator.
Going back and telling the story, Cai Yuncheng laughed out loud.
And in a large villa in the suburbs, Pan Wei was having fun with a marquise. His behavior was acquiesced, because from the lady's bed, many anecdotes can be inquired, and these anecdotes will also be written into the work report.
I just hope that this old man doesn't suffer from venereal disease.
Syphilis was spread to China by Europeans in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Brought by the Portuguese, it first appeared in Guangdong, so it is also called "Guangdong sore", and later spread along the coast of Zhejiang.
By the way, the level of doctors in the Ming Dynasty in treating syphilis was the most advanced in the world at that time
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