“... Since Xiangguo recommends everyone Cai so much, then, then everyone Cai will replace me. Liu Xie puffed out his little face and made his own voice.

Although being interjected by Dong Zhuo made the little emperor even more unhappy, but now he can't turn his face against him.

That's it, that's it, anyway, Cai Yong's knowledge and status are also worthy of it.

"I don't dare to quit! Since Lord Dong and His Majesty look at Cai so kindly, how dare they disobey their orders? ”

Regarding Dong Zhuo's request to be responsible for the hunting speech, after Liu Xie's speech, Cai Yong did not hesitate too much.

You must know that being able to speak on behalf of the young son of heaven is a very honorable thing for a courtier.

Even if it's just a recreational hunting activity.

After all, hunting was also one of the earliest livelihood skills that humans mastered.

With the development of human civilization, although there are more choices in terms of food and materials, hunting, which was originally a survival skill, has gradually taken on the multiple properties of entertainment, military and sports.

It has gradually become a collective comprehensive sport used by military soldiers to practice martial arts, strengthen their bodies, boost their spirits, and seek gains.

However, in the Han Dynasty, it was still a very important ceremony.

And if there is a kind of hunting activity related to the emperor's participation, it is more important.

For the emperor, if they want to hunt, there will be a special plan and design.

According to the number of participants, it can be divided into two forms: regular large-scale field hunting and casual and flexible small-scale hunting.

In the "Zhou Li", it is recorded that the king's four seasons of field hunting, respectively called spring search, summer seedling, autumn hunting, and winter hunting, as a ritual field hunting was inherited by later rulers.

That is, the aforementioned "spring search summer seedlings, autumn and winter hunting!" ”

As for those court ministers, some people would accept Dong Zhuo's "arrangement" so "easily" for Cai Yong, and secretly feel dissatisfied or even despised.

What's more, if Cai Yong is a villain who betrays his beliefs and tends to be inflammatory, then he can only see the wisdom of the wise, and the benevolent will see the benevolent.

After all, many things in this world cannot simply impose right or wrong, just take the chosen path as an example, everyone has the path he has chosen, and there is no need to judge the correctness of the path he chooses from the eyes of outsiders, as long as he thinks it is worthwhile, it is correct.

After all, there is no absolute right or wrong in this world, and there are just not enough strengths!

At least, at this time, in Cai Yong's eyes, although Dong Zhuo has all kinds of discomfort, he still treats himself with great respect and courtesy.

Repay virtue with virtue and repay kindness with kindness.

For Dong Zhuo's gestures of goodwill or courtesy, Cai Yong has seen it all the way in his heart, so some of Dong Zhuo's bào xíng, the old man can only selectively ignore and downplay them.

Out of sight, out of mind.

What's more, Dong Zhuo's role is not without it, and it is precisely with his powerful power that he can suppress the chaotic situation as soon as possible and deter the Quartet.

In the case of the weakness of the Han Dynasty, the Xiliang Welding Army is undoubtedly a sharp blade, hanging over the weak and barren Han land, intimidating those grassland foreigners and savages who are ready to move in all directions.

Dong Zhuo's role is still indelible.... What's more, doesn't he now have the ambition to change the dynasty?

Because of his position, the old man who began to be gradually entangled and embarrassed could only silently in his heart, non-stop, selectively and secretly má zuì himself.

Then, in the midst of the multitude, or envy, or jealousy, or hatred, or regret, or pity... Under the complicated gaze, Cai Yongyi straightened his clothes, straightened his back, and began his speech....

"Whew...."

As if to accompany Cai Yong's speech, the cold wind howled and swept over the dense forest, taking away a few swaying branches and leaves from the trees, but it could not blow the tender turf on the ground.

The blades of grass in the middle are only a shallow layer, floating among the stones and grass, as if they can be blown and falling, but their adhesion is far stronger than it seems, just like creatures trying to survive in troubled times, let the wind blow and dry, and refuse to give up easily.

Because he was in charge of "security", Gao Zhi did not listen to Cai Yong's "speech" with everyone, but drove his beloved horse, broke away from the crowd, rode alone, and ran along the path to a small hill.

"Stampede, stomp..."

The sound of green and crisp horses' hooves resounded in the mountain road, like a crisp bell, beating the rhythm.

The white armor is elegant, the horse's hair is flying, and one person rides through the forest path, leaving a trace of hoof, and gradually moving away.

"Shh

Suddenly, the galloping horse let out a long neigh, snorting a dull snort, and strangulated.

Standing on horseback, on the hills, overlooking the dense forest, overlooking the mountains, Gao Zhi's chest is full of pride!

The long wind is cold, the cold is like a knife, and Gao Zhi is blown by the wind, but he can't wait to sing a song to express the excitement in his chest.

The great mountains and rivers of this great man, every time he looks at it, he will not get bored.

Glancing at the people in the distance, the "speech" over there obviously did not end in a while, instead of waiting in this boring place, Gao Zhi simply got off the white-maned horse.

He pursed his lips slightly, got off the horse, and tied the reins to the tree next to him to prevent the horse from walking around.

Then, he took his spear and swept a small clearing on the hill, ready to move.

The gun is out of the middle level, and the body turns with it.

"Whew..."

Gradually, Gao Zhi's gun moves became faster and faster, and his movements were churning, like a dragon overturning the river and the sea.

The whole small hill is full of guns, piercing people's eyes.

The spear flashed, and the tip of the spear suddenly clicked into a dull yellow boulder standing on the right side of the hill like a silver snake spitting out a letter.

Click!

With a slight shudder, the boulder shattered in an instant from where the tip of the spear had pierced, and spiderweb-like cracks were all over it.

These marksmanship from Zhao Yun has been practiced by Gao Zhi no less than thousands of times, and the gun-style tricks have also been memorized.

However, this time in xiū liàn, the feeling is still no different from the previous xiū liàn.

Gao Zhi is not surprised, after all, after reaching the current realm, if he wants to make a breakthrough, he relies on perception rather than hard practice.

Of course, there is no direct connection between not being useful and not practicing.

Even if it's just to increase the speed of the shot.

Gao Zhi, who put away the gun, exhaled a breath of turbidity, he turned his head to look east, his expression was focused and intoxicated, his eyes were bright, as if he had seen something very attractive through the cold wind blade.

There, it's the taste of the Golden Iron Horse!

Dong Zhuo...

Wang Yun...

It's time for a break.

This hunt is the location of the most peak and obscure earth-shattering change between the royalists and their allies and Dong Zhuo!

Soon, his "mission", too, should begin, and it will be time to enter the preparation ...