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Horse training and riding, between the two, are not regular, but also related. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who know how to ride horses will not necessarily train horses, but those who can train horses will definitely ride horses.

If you don't master the skills, no matter how good a person is at riding, he can't train a horse.

Most of the horses Du He rode in the past were strictly trained military horses, which had long since lost their wildness and dared not obey the command of their masters. Therefore, although Duhe is good at riding, he knows nothing about horse training and has never been in contact with it.

This in-depth contact has taught me the truth that interlacing is like separating mountains.

Horse training is not just about riding on horseback and not letting the horse fall. It is not a simple and easy thing to make a wild animal weighing hundreds of pounds completely obedient and obedient. It needs to be carefully tamed, and each horse has a different personality, and the taming method is also different, which is a very technical job.

Duhe initially explored the way to train the horse, and couldn't help but congratulate himself on his wise decision. He didn't know anything about horse training, and he was a slightly wild horse, and he couldn't tame it in a short time, let alone the Pegasus that no one in the entire Western Turks had the ability to tame.

If you were brave at that time, the chance of losing face was nine out of nine.

I took advantage of this time to make up for this knowledge, and January 23 also came unconsciously.

The ancients had a rigorous set of sayings about the age: a fifteen-year-old man called it the year of Zhixue, twenty years old called the year of the weak crown, thirty years old was the year of the Spring and Autumn Period, forty years old was the year of not being confused, and the remaining fifty years old, sixty years old, seventy years old, eighty years old, and ninety years old were the years of knowing their fate, the year of the sixtieth year, the year of the ancient rarity, the year of the old age, and the year of the back of the mackerel, and the year of the hundred-year-old was called Renrui.

At the beginning of each year, a ceremony is held to celebrate and pray for blessings, and of course the scale is related to the family lineage.

Li Shimin is exactly forty this year, and he has reached the beginning of the year of confusion, so this birthday is particularly grand.

According to the original meaning, the economy of Datang is a little tight, and the people are rich, but the country is not rich. Li Shimin just wanted to hold a casual birthday, focusing on simplicity, but in recent years, the momentum of the Tang Dynasty has been particularly loud because of the appearance of Du He, and the envoys of different races who came to congratulate him on his birthday were rarely endless.

I simply decided to hold a grand banquet, and I couldn't lose face in front of the envoys of all ethnic groups.

Early in the morning, Du He began to dress up in disguise under the urging of Changle. As a concubine, as one of the emperor's relatives and relatives, they need to enter the palace early in the morning to celebrate Li Shimin, and then go to the ancestral temple to worship the ancestors of the Li family, and the time to accept the congratulations of hundreds of officials and various ethnic groups is arranged in the afternoon.

Duhe put on a festive dress, and for his part, he preferred to wear loose and comfortable strong clothes, and only on this solemn festival would he wear formal dresses. Looking in the mirror, the reflection in the mirror is a little less cynical, but more calm and solemn, and it looks extraordinary.

"Not bad! Handsome, you can wear anything! Duhe thought with some narcissism.

The second daughter who was waiting in the hall to dress up, about half an hour later, Changle and Li Xueyan were late.

The two daughters came side by side.

Li Xueyan is dressed in a palace dress very luxurious, graceful and graceful, although she does not have the devilish figure of Wu Meiniang, but her flesh and bones are even, her posture is elegant, like a precious flower, full of sultry and abundant posture, the sleeves of the palace dress are very wide, the hem is long and dragged on the ground, the fragrant shoulders are draped in a fine scarf, and the beaded flowers made of silk thread in the hair bun hang down on both sides, covering the temples thinly, making her extraordinarily delicate and colorful.

Changle is dressed as a standard princess, with a fallen horse bun on her head, towering and sideways, with her slender and graceful figure, slender waist, beautiful jade neck, and white skin. With her light and graceful and ethereal gait, the wide sleeves open and close to cover it, which sets off her beautiful posture.

One of the two is delicate and colorful, the other is beautiful and noble, they stand side by side, they are really Chunlan and Autumn Chrysanthemum, and they are good at winning.

Du He's eyes lit up and he smiled and praised: "The two beloved wives are like fairies in the sky, and people are reluctant to blink!" ”

Changle and Li Xueyan saw that Du He's dress had a unique taste, and their eyes lit up, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his calm and solemn temperament dissipated without a trace, and they couldn't help but smile at each other. Li Xueyan muttered: "Seeing that you are wearing this outfit, I thought that you had changed, but this opening, everything has changed back." ”

Du He smiled, stretched his face, and bent over: "Lady, husband is polite." "That attitude is full of the posture of a rigid scholar, and the distance between him and his wife is called respectful like a guest.

Li Xueyan was so frightened that she shuddered, and it was hard to imagine the same situation between husband and wife as guests, so she waved her hand and said: "Excuse me, exempt, it's still the same as before, the original is good!" ”

Changle smiled: "Okay, don't make trouble." It's not early, let's get going! ”

The palace and the palace were busy, although they only received the emperor's relatives in the morning, but the Li clan was so numerous, and it was also a huge group when gathered, all of them were not rich and expensive.

With the flow of people into the palace.

The place of celebration is in the palace of Empress Changsun.

One hundred and eighty people had gathered outside the hall, and in the crowd, Du He saw Fang Yiai waiting on the side, Princess Yangcheng was pregnant and recuperating at home, and he could only come alone to congratulate.

Du He was not very close to the imperial relatives in the Li clan, so he greeted him, ignored others, and directly pulled Fang Yiai to chat on the side.

However, Changle, as the eldest princess of the Tang Dynasty, is still very popular among the female dependents, and as soon as he arrived at the Lizheng Palace, he surrounded a group of princesses and county lords, chatting not far from him.

At this moment, the two of them walked straight towards Changle from far and near.

Du He looked at the person who came, he was a young man in his thirties for two years, with a mighty face and an extraordinary appearance.

One of them he knew, it was Li Chongzhen, the youngest son of Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian Yuan, and there was another one who was about the same age as him, but he was older, and the two looked somewhat similar, but they didn't know each other, but they should be Li Chongzhen's brothers and the like.

"Who is he?" Du He asked Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai said: "Li Chonghuang, the eldest son of Li Xiaogong, the king of Hejian Yuan, is a great figure in both civil and military affairs. ”

"Cousin, I haven't seen you for many years, are you getting more and more smart?" The elder Li Chonghuang greeted Changle with a smile.

Du He's brows furrowed, it was common for these cousins to laugh at each other. Yi Duhe's mind is not jealous, but when Li Chonghuang speaks, there is a greed and lewdness in his eyes, which is unbearable.

Changle also noticed this expression, and he was disgusted in his heart, so he just said a perfunctory sentence casually and turned away.

Li Xueyan looked at the young man's face blankly and lost his mind.

Changle pulled Li Xueyan by the hand.

Li Xueyan answered, relieved herself, and her eyes still drifted over the young man's face from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Du He felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and stepped forward to ask in a low voice.

Li Xueyan whispered: "It seems that maybe, he used the disguise technique." ”