Zhu Changluo stood up from his seat and saluted Zhu Yijun: "Father, I know that my body has been fragile since I was a child, so I pay more attention to strengthening my muscles and bones. In the past two years since I was studying in the pavilion, I have been studying at the imperial court. The gentlemen of the school also taught Erchen the Six Arts. Although etiquette, music, archery, chastity, calligraphy, and numeracy are not all in common, they still have a slight understanding of the five arches. Since it is a play of cutting willows, Erchen If you want to make a fool of yourself in front of your father, how about shooting yourself into a gourd?"
Some of the eunuchs and maids present who heard Zhu Changluo's words couldn't help but murmur in their hearts, not to mention the awkwardness in their hearts. Fifteen-year-old Zhu Changluo was already over 1.6 meters tall in today's terms. He was no shorter than most of the eunuchs present, but he looked much more masculine than those eunuchs with a "weak" temperament. Even though there is still a little greenness on his face, it is definitely far from delicate.
"Oh?" Zhu Yijun didn't care about Zhu Changluo's tone, but became interested in his words. Although Zhu Yijun knew that his eldest son often ran to the pasture field when he had nothing to do, hung out with the horse-breeding men of Tengxiang Right Guards, and learned some things about horse racing and bowing, he still didn't believe that Zhu Changluo had been there for more than two years. In just a short amount of time, you can draw your bow and accurately shoot down the gourd.
"Xun'er, you came out to give lectures together, do you know what Wushe is?" Zhu Yijun did not reply to Zhu Changluo, but asked Zhu Changxun with a smile.
Zhu Changxun's face changed instantly. Although he knew that the Six Arts were the six basic abilities that Confucianism required students to master, he also knew that the Six Arts were the first was Five Rites, the second was Six Joys, the third was Five Shooting, the fourth was Five Controls, and the fifth was Six. Book, six days and nine counts, but he has never studied what five shots are!
What¡¯s more, today¡¯s scholars only know the so-called Six Arts. The Confucian Six Arts have long been replaced by the new Six Arts. Who else would learn riding and archery? This is what a rude military officer has to do. If a scholar wields a sword or a gun, wouldn't it be polite and polite?
After thinking hard, he came up with a reluctant answer: "Father, I also know the six arts of etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and arithmetic, but several of my attendants and lecturers have also said so. , these are the six ancient arts, and what we are learning now are the new six arts, which are the six classics of "Yi", "Book", "Poetry", "Li", "Music", and "Spring and Autumn". They say that you only need to understand the six ancient arts , Erchen is learning the Six New Arts."
Zhu Yijun nodded slightly, but the expression on his face did not change, making it difficult for people to know what he was thinking. He turned to Zhu Changluo and raised his chin: "Are you just learning the New Six Arts?"
"Father, sir, gentlemen have taught me that the Six Confucian Arts were passed down to the disciples by the sage Confucius, which shows their importance. Therefore, in addition to learning the new Six Arts, I also dabbled in the Six Confucian Arts."
"Well. Since you are involved, do you know about Wushe?" Zhu Yijun's expression and tone did not change.
"Shooting is one of the six arts. The teachings of the sage are recorded in The Analects of Confucius: A gentleman has nothing to fight for, so he must also shoot. He bows his arms to rise and drink, and his struggle is also a gentleman's. Therefore, the five shootings are white arrows and Shenlian. , Yanzhu, Xiangchi, Jingyi. White arrow, the arrow pierces the target and the arrowhead turns white, indicating that the arrow is accurate and powerful; Shenlian, one arrow is placed in front, and the three arrows in the back go away continuously. The arrows belong to each other, like a string of beads. Title; Yan Zhu refers to the disease of the arrow; Xiangchi, the minister and the king shoot, the minister and the king stand side by side, allowing the king to retreat by one foot; Jingyi, the four arrows are coherent and all hit the target." Facing Zhu Yijun's inquiry, Zhu Changluo said, He didn't hide anything, just talked freely.
Since Zhu Changxun wants to make a fool of himself, what else is there to be polite about? Zhu Changluo doesn't think that he is a modest gentleman. He has been bullied to the point of being bullied, and he still talks about benevolence, justice and morality.
The corner of Zhu Yijun's mouth moved slightly, which you would never notice without observing carefully, and waved his hand: "Go ahead, I'll give you three arrows. If you can shoot down a gourd within five steps, no matter how high the pigeon is, I promise you will be in the top three." "
Queen Wang on the left smiled happily and gave Zhu Changluo an approving look.
Concubine Zheng on the right frowned.
Zhu Changxun, who was at the bottom, glared at Zhu Changluo fiercely, feeling that he had stolen his limelight.
"Father, I also know a little bit about the origin of this willow-cutting show. Since people from the grasslands can do it, how can I, a noble man from the Han family, lag behind the little nomads? Although I am clumsy, But I am also willing to take this opportunity to try it." Zhu Changluo did not stand five steps forward to set up a bow and shoot an arrow as Zhu Yijun imagined. Instead, he increased the difficulty and wanted to shoot on horseback.
Actually, it¡¯s not that Zhu Changluo doesn¡¯t want to stand five steps forward and shoot. The shooting place is about thirty to forty steps away from the willow tree. Although taking five steps forward is a slight advantage, it¡¯s not too big. What's more, every time Zhu Changluo goes to Licaolan Field, what he likes most is the feeling of riding a horse at high speed. On the contrary, he has never practiced archery seriously, but he has some experience in riding and shooting.
When talking about riding and shooting, we have to talk about the origins of the four guards of Tengxiang. The original intention of the establishment of the Royal Horse Supervisor was to take charge of royal horses. Naturally, there were people who raised and trained horses. This gave rise to a team headed by the Royal Horse Supervisor.The forbidden soldiers he led were the Four Guards of Tengxiang. Most of these people are selected from the military officers and soldiers who are good at horses, as well as the men and their descendants who have returned after being captured by the nomads. There are also Mongolians and other nomadic people who have surrendered. They spend all day with horses. If you work together, you will naturally become adept at martial arts immediately.
In the past two years, when Zhu Changluo had nothing to do, he went to the Tengxiang Right Guard run by Zhang Yongnian to learn riding skills from the horse breeders. He rode horses and galloped in the grassland, and his riding and shooting skills were slowly cultivated. It can't be said to be accurate, but it's barely passable to shoot down a gourd at close range.
Hearing that Zhu Changluo actually proposed riding and shooting, Zhu Yijun was stunned for a moment, then became energetic and became more interested.
"If I heard correctly, you said you wanted to ride and shoot?" Zhu Yijun leaned forward and asked with bright eyes.
"What? You want to shoot on horseback? Haha, don't tell us, you are going to shoot willows on a motionless horse! Zhu Changluo, mounted archery means riding a galloping horse with a bow and arrow, and you also have to shoot a gourd, but If you don't shoot arrows on horseback, it's called mounted archery!" Zhu Changxun couldn't care less about being rude. He had been robbed of the limelight just now, and now this abominable Zhu Changluo is going to perform some mounted archery again! But you have to make it clear in advance so that he can't take advantage of it.
Of course, Zhu Changxun was still very happy to see Zhu Changluo make a fool of himself. He wanted Zhu Changluo to perform that extremely difficult mounted archery and shoot a few arrows. If he couldn't even hit the willow leaves or hit the gourd, it would be a joke. Saw it.
Apparently Concubine Zheng also had such an idea, and she was also afraid that Zhu Changxun's interruption just now would cause Zhu Yijun's dissatisfaction, so she said: "Haha, the eldest son of the emperor is very courageous, and he actually wants to engage in mounted archery. No wonder Xun'er is so surprised. However, Xun'er is right. Riding on a stopped horse shouldn't be called cavalry shooting, right? If the eldest son of the emperor feels that he is not good enough, forget it, it is not a shameful thing."
Now that Zhu Changluo is older, ministers have been asking for a crown ceremony one after another, but Zhu Yijun has not responded yet. Therefore, since Zhu Changluo left the court to study, Concubine Zheng no longer called Zhu Changluo Luo'er to avoid being criticized. After all, she was neither a queen nor Zhu Changluo's biological mother.
"Luo'er, you are the eldest brother. With such a noble status, how well do you practice riding and shooting? Let's forget it. It would be disrespectful to spread the word." Queen Wang also spoke, but although she was reproaching on the surface, she was secretly defending. I'm afraid that if Zhu Changluoqi can't ejaculate, he will lose his status today.
Zhu Changluo first replied loudly to Zhu Yijun: "Yes, I want to ride and shoot! Like those flying generals, gallop on the horse, draw the bow, and shoot willows!"
?????????? Then he smiled at Queen Wang and said: "I have remembered all the lessons my mother taught me. However, since everyone is so happy today, I will show my humiliation once and try not to embarrass my mother."
Zhu Yijun nodded and suddenly said loudly: "Xu Fu, bring me my purple lion and let the eldest son of the emperor ride this horse!"
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people around him changed.
Queen Wang frowned.
The smile on Concubine Zheng¡¯s face became even wider.
Zhu Changxun glanced at Zhu Changluo, full of gloating.
Xu Fu sighed in his heart, agreed, and sent someone to fetch the horse.
Everyone who knows the inside story knows that although Zhu Yijun¡¯s purple lion is an extremely precious horse, it is also a fierce horse that is violent and difficult to control! .