Chapter 139: The Six Horses of Zhaoling
The six horses of Zhaoling are named Fist Mao, Shivachi, White Hoof, Tellebi, Zhui, and Sa Luzi.
Among them, the horse of the white-hoofed Wu Zheng Cairen is, I heard that there is a blood relationship with the white-hoofed Wu of Taizong.
And Chen Fang, who was used as Sa Lu Zi, had also seen it, it was Princess Anding's horse, with a rare pure purple fur all over her body, and it was indeed a descendant of Taizong Sa Lu Zi, and it was simply a purple lightning bolt when she galloped.
And Shi Huachi should be the horse that Wu Meiniang took when she practiced bowing, and Chen Fang had also seen it. The whole body is red, it is a jujube red horse, it looks ordinary, but it is a good horse and treasure horse in ten thousand, otherwise it would not be Wu Meiniang's mount.
In fact, what I haven't seen is the curly-haired horse, the green horse and the Teller horse, and the most difficult to find is the curly-haired horse.
"Niangniang didn't find Luo Renjiao, did she find a horse similar to Luo Renjiao?"
"There are a few horses in this one, but they are basically similar to Luo Renjiao, but they are still a little worse, you can see it at a glance."
"Take me there sometime!"
"It's raised at the horse farm, Childe will go there tomorrow to see the ju, I'll take Childe over! Niangniang has worked hard to find horses like curly hair, and there are more than a dozen waves of envoys sent to the Western Qin and Northern Han Dynasty alone! ”
"Well, Niangniang is also worried about labor for Your Majesty!"
"This is actually the best thing for us who serve the palace maids, every day the mother gets up earlier than the chickens, and she can rest for a while after the court. Every night when everyone else sleeps, the mother has to review the recitals from all over the country! In fact, the son didn't know that even if he worked hard every day, for the sake of His Majesty, Niangniang still tried every possible way to think of something to make him happy. ”
Pink said, her voice choked.
Chen Fang is also a little sad, the capital is the mother of the country in power, but he doesn't know the mother of the country works hard every day.
Dealing with national politics, how can it be as simple as it sounds, governing the country is not a human thing, and Chen Fang really can't think about it.
Chen Fang knew that Wu Meiniang took care of national affairs for Li Zhi, but she was attentive.
In the original history, Wu Meiniang was an expert in governing the country, and later generations called it Zhenguan Legacy.
Although there are flaws, they are not hidden in the end.
If you really want to compare, the entire Tang Dynasty added Wu Zhou, but there were a few Tang emperors who compared to Wu Mei, the empress.
is full of calculations, and I am afraid that there is only one Taizong. Even Gaozong himself said that he was not as good as Mei Niang in governing the country, and in history, Gao Zong really wanted to give up the throne to Wu Mei Niang.
Even Xuanzong, who created the prosperous era of Kaiyuan, was inferior to Wu Mei, after all, in the later period of his reign, the Anshi Rebellion, and the Tang Dynasty never returned.
Who will comment on the merits and demerits? After all, I did it, and there will always be people who watch and remember.
And Wu Mei's sons, I am afraid that the only one who can make Wu Mei look at it is the crown prince Li Hong at this time.
To help him take care of the affairs of the country, but also to please him, the practice of bowing is for him, and it is also for him to look for six horses like the six horses of Zhaoling.
Chen Fang clearly remembered that a few days ago, Wu Meiniang only took a small piece of the herb-smoked beef and ate it, and the rest was just ordinary beef, and most of it was reserved for Li Zhi.
Chen Fang was a little jealous of Li Zhi for no reason, and it was his blessing to have such a good wife, and it was also Li Tang's blessing.
To put it mildly, you Li Zhi has been bedridden for seven years, how can Wu Meiniang have a trace of disgust, take care of the country for you, and take good care of you, a patient. Even for you to be happy, try your best to work hard.
To put it mildly, if there is no Wu Meiniang, the throne will really be passed to Zhongzong Ruizong, or Prince Zhang Huai, I am afraid that it will not be Li Longji's turn to defeat the country, and I am afraid that the three-hundred-year foundation of the Tang Dynasty will be impossible to talk about.
Saying goodbye to Peach, Chen Fang returned to his residence, and Yinye was still practicing calligraphy at this time.
Hearing Chen Fang's footsteps, Yin Ye raised his head from the desk and looked at Chen Fang.
"My lord, why don't you make me incense?"
"Uh, you're endless, one will make it, one will not make it, and now you want to make it again?"
"This time I decided, I won't change it!"
"Ahem, I have other things to do in the past few days, if you really want to use your body odor to make incense, you have to wait a few days, why don't you think about it, don't regret it when the time comes."
"Oh, my lord, Yinye dares to ask your lord what he is going to do?"
"You don't need to know this, okay, you're almost done, go back and rest!"
"My lord, I haven't finished practicing yet!"
"I don't listen?"
"Silver Leaf doesn't dare, let's go back!"
Seeing Yinye leave, Chen Fang was actually quite heavy, and took out the spices he prepared, reminiscing about the fragrance on Wu Meiniang's body at this time, and making the body fragrance again and again.
When it was done, Chen Fang looked at the sky outside that had already darkened, and the palace maid picked up the lantern and began to light the lamp again.
After packing up the five porcelain vases, Chen Fang walked out of the door, and at this time, the evening wind outside was blowing, bringing a lot of thoughts, there were too many things these days, but at this time he was in a mess.
Looking at the lantern-picking Gong'e who walked by, with that slender posture, shaking step by step, Chen Fang smiled lightly.
No matter how many things you do, you have to do them one by one, and there is no hurry.
At this time, there is one more Wu Mei who is worried about in his heart, who was once afraid, but at this time he has some sympathy.
Back at the house, it was another spring dream, a spring dream.
got up early on the second day, and handed over five fine porcelain vases to Wu Meiniang just when Wu Meiniang was presiding over the government.
"Niangniang, Weichen wants to go to see Gong'e practice bowing today, I don't know if it's okay?"
"In this palace, you can't go except for the Muhua Palace Buddha Hall, and you can go to the rest at will."
"Xie Niangniang!"
Peach lost Wu Meiniang and went to Daming Palace, Chen Fang went to the horse farm, there was no peach, so naturally he couldn't go to see the horses, so he could only watch Gong E practicing bow in the stands.
"Good ball, good ball!"
Chen Fang couldn't help but sigh, but he didn't have a moment to look at the polo that was being pumped back and forth by the club.
Unconsciously sitting beside him, Chen Fang was still admiring over and over again.
"Lord Chen likes it, how about I teach you how to bow down?"
Chen Fang only realized that there was someone beside him at this time, and when he turned around, he saw Concubine De, one of the four concubines, sitting beside him.
At this time, Concubine De had just practiced a game of polo, and she was only wearing a thin tulle skirt, which was lined with Concubine De's slender curves, which was very good-looking, especially the arc, Chen Fang liked it very much.
"I still don't teach, it's Chen Fang's fault for delaying Concubine De's time!"
Looking at this Concubine De, who was born in the Fanyang Lu family and was nicknamed Lu Xin'er, Chen Fang still planned to leave a little distance.
It's not harmful, after all, it's not easy for people to be concubines.
"I have a lot of time, and I'm very busy every day, if it weren't for the practice of bowing these days, I would still be bored."
"Oh, that's right, but I still don't learn, and I can ride a horse a little. It's better to settle His Highness, let alone practice the bow. ”
"Lord Chen is humble!"
"It's true, but it's not self-humility."
"Lord Chen doesn't want to practice, and Xin'er is not reluctant, I don't know what Lord Chen likes?"