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The people around were a little confused and looked at Emperor Hongzhi one after another!
Emperor Hongzhi, who was about to go down from the tower, even paused and looked back at Zhu Houzhao.
Zhu Houzhao trembled at the sight. He was a little afraid of being beaten and wanted to hide.
Emperor Hongzhi then shook his head helplessly, sighed softly, and finally turned around, returned to the tower, and sat down again.
There were whispers all over the Weng City. No one could have predicted that a good horse-riding shooting would turn into such a joke.
In fact, Zhang Mao and Ma Wensheng were also confused. They didn't seem to have expected this situation. Zhang Mao wanted to explain something, but when he saw Emperor Hongzhi's cold face, he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Emperor Hongzhi took advantage of the waiting period and asked Zhu Houzhao: "How did you see that this was a showpiece?"
Zhu Houzhao glanced at his father cautiously and said hesitantly: "I dare not say anything."
"Just say it." Emperor Hongzhi said.
"The status of military attach¨¦s is low, and people are not willing to practice martial arts. Riding and shooting are considered skills for ordinary soldiers once they have practiced them. But their families are poor and they don't even have enough to eat. They probably don't have as much food as horses, and they don't have much to eat. There will be opportunities to practice mounted archery. As for military attaches, princes, princes, and hereditary military attaches, mounted archery is not an honorable thing for them. If you practice it, you will be ridiculed for being a reckless man, so ¡¡±
Emperor Hongzhi wondered: "Riding and archery are the foundation of the country When the country is at peace, the military attach¨¦s can still fool them, but what if the court needs loyal and brave men?"
He looked at the envoys from various vassal states on the left side of the city wall from a distance, and said quietly: "Now my Ming Dynasty has been seen through. Zhang Mao, Ma Wensheng, you all get up. It's frozen three feet, not one foot." Ri Zhihan, even if I am wrong, it is my negligence"
Shaking his head, he sighed.
But at this moment, the students who had been preparing for a long time arrived.
They had assembled at dawn early in the morning, led by Wang Shouren!
Although it was cold and windy in the early morning, they were all lightly dressed, with just a bun on their heads and cloth clothes on their bodies. With an order from His Highness the Crown Prince, the team began to set off from the suburbs of the city into Wengcheng.
Looking at this group of messy teams, the disgraced and disillusioned civil and military officials in the city all showed contempt. Although the envoys in the corners did not say a word, they saw the previous military attache parade. After the test, they still had a low-brow look and did not dare to laugh at the slightest. After all, to them, the Ming Dynasty was still the Ming Dynasty. Even if its military equipment was lax, its national power could not be underestimated.
At most, it¡¯s just a bit of contempt in my heart.
But when these students appeared, some of them couldn't help but chuckled, looked around and said, "Can scholars also ride and shoot?"
The atmosphere suddenly became lively and everyone laughed. Yes, can scholars also ride and shoot?
The scholars of the Ming Dynasty studied hard in a cold window. Although some of them were sensual and sensual, they had nothing to do with riding and shooting.
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On the top of the city wall, Emperor Hongzhi glared at Zhu Houzhao. He was actually very disheartened. Sitting here, he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, wishing to leave with a flick of his sleeves. He was so audacious to take care of this prince.
No rush, go back and clean up slowly.
Fang Jifan, who was at the foot of the city tower, had already dismounted from his horse and slowly climbed onto the city tower. Everyone looked at him with a complicated look. The civil and military officials surrounding the emperor had mixed feelings in their hearts! Today's reading test is really disappointing, not to mention that His Majesty Long Yan is furious. Although His Majesty's face is calm, the more he is like this, the less he knows what kind of thunderous fury will follow.
However, Fang Jifan calmly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty"
Emperor Hongzhi said calmly: "Do students also practice martial arts?"
Fang Jifan said: "Among the six arts of a gentleman are riding and shooting. If you don't learn to ride and shoot, how can you govern the country and bring peace to the world?"
Emperor Hongzhi's face finally looked better, he nodded, looked around and said: "Look, even scholars are like this, but what about the pro-army and the Beijing camp? Fang Jifan has a good heart, but this cavalry and shooting, I see, it is still There is no need to continue, Daming has already suffered a huge loss of face, and continuing will only make people laughable. If Fang Jifan has this intention, then it will be fine."
Emperor Hongzhi praised Fang Jifan mercilessly, which probably meant that Fang Jifan had good intentions, but why should scholars join in the fun? Don't be embarrassed.
This time, many people felt sour in their hearts.
The British Duke Zhang Mao is nothing, but his DukeEmperor Yingzong died in Tumubao. From the Duke to the Bohou, almost every family wore sackcloth and wore mourning.
And because it was a major defeat, the war scene at that time was extremely chaotic. Almost no one could explain clearly what happened there.
Fang Jifan looked at Guo Zhen seriously, meaning, you Wu Dinghou are really unkind. If my grandfather didn't save your grandfather, would your grandfather have lived longer?
Guo Zhen¡¯s face was distorted with anger, and she said angrily: ¡°My eldest father, who was a retinue of the late Emperor Yingzong, died in the battle, and everyone has passed away. Did your eldest father come back carrying my eldest father¡¯s body?¡±
"" Fang Jifan was a little confused for a moment, but soon he smiled and said seriously: "Yes, I think the body that I want to carry back is Wu Dinghou's body. It can be said that he can be buried in peace. Please be kind." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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