"Oh? What does that bloody BMW look like? ”

"Back to Your Majesty!"

The prince of Wusun Kingdom suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face, he felt that the gift he sent this time had won the favor of Brother Zheng, and he was proud, stood up, and explained to Yingzheng.

"Your Majesty, this bloody BMW is not a horse produced by our Wusun, but a BMW from a country west of our Wusun, the horse is very good, it can be said that it is a rare good horse in the world, our Wusun, but only took great effort to get three, and now these three BMW will also be dedicated to Your Majesty!"

"Oh?"

After hearing that this horse was so good, Brother Zheng couldn't help but show curiosity on his face, and then said.

"Then let's go to the school field and see this horse!"

"No!"

For a while, the ministers in the hall opened their mouths one after another.

Not long after, on the school grounds.

At this moment, Ying Zheng finally saw these three BMWs sent by the Western Regions.

The moment he saw these three horses, Ying Zheng was attracted by these three horses.

The reason is simple.

These horses are really real BMWs.

Not to mention anything else, the size of these horses is very large, more than a head taller than Daqin's horses.

Moreover, it looks like he has long limbs and is very handsome, not only that, but these horses are also quite strong, looking at Brother Zheng, his eyes are shining, and he can't help but admire.

"I thought it was just bragging, but I didn't think it would be true, this is really a good horse!"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng stretched out his hand and stroked the horse, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"However, such a good war horse, I don't know if it looks good, or it runs, it's just as good!"

"Father, why don't you let your sons try?"

Hearing this, Ying Changsheng on the side stepped forward and asked Ying Zheng with his hand.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng bowed slightly, and said to Ying Changsheng.

"Then you kid, just ride it and try it!"

"No!"

Win Changsheng immediately received the order, and then, riding the war horse with a red body, he immediately turned over and got on the horse, and then, riding a horse, galloped on the school field.

For a moment, the horse quickly ran out.

It blinded the eyes of everyone present.

Because this horse is running too fast.

It's more than twice as fast as the war horses you've seen before.

At this moment, seeing such a fast war horse, it is inevitable that everyone is a little shocked.

Ying Changsheng rode a horse, and after running around the school field, Ying Zheng waved him to dismount.

Then, I couldn't help but step forward, stroked the horse, and said with emotion.

"Good horse, good horse, this horse's speed is simply too fast!"

"yes, it's much faster than ordinary horses......"

"It's like thunder, as fast as electricity!"

For a while, the compliments of the ministers came out.

But at this time, Ying Zheng couldn't help but let out an exclamation, only to see Brother Zheng at this moment, I don't know when, stroked it on the horse, and then, right now, looking at his palm, in a daze.

Seeing this situation, the ministers on the side couldn't help but show surprised expressions, and then looked at Brother Zheng.

But I only saw that Brother Zheng at this moment was looking surprised, looking at his palm, the blood-red color, and then, looking at the horse carefully, muttered.

"Is this horse hurt, or what's wrong?"

"What, why is there blood on your body?"

"This ......"

Only then did the ministers react.

Then, look at the palm of Ying Zheng's hand.

hissed, when he saw the color similar to blood in the palm of Brother Zheng's hand.

The ministers also showed surprised expressions.

Inevitably, I looked at the sweaty BMW in front of me with some distress.

The reason is simple.

In ancient times, BMW was an extremely precious resource.

Almost no one dares to deal harshly with BMW.

seems to be such a sweaty BMW, it is simply a god-like existence.

Even if it is a nobleman, even if it is an emperor like Brother Zheng, he is very fond of good horses.

Because horses are actually very smart, the owner must do one thing if he wants to establish a good tacit understanding with the horse.

That is, to develop a relationship with the horse.

And the way to cultivate feelings is also very simple, that is, every day, feed the horses some delicious food, by the way, and then often personally hold the brush, bathe the horses, so to speak, this feeds a good horse, than the rich second generation of later generations, raise a good car.

It's a lot harder.

So at this moment, when I saw such a good horse, something went wrong.

It seemed that after being injured, everyone present inevitably showed distress.

The only exception is to win Changsheng, as well as the prince of the Wusun Kingdom.

I saw that Prince Wusun stepped forward with a smile and said to the winning government.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, it's not the horse that is injured!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Brother Zheng couldn't help but show a surprised expression, looked at Prince Wusun on the side, and asked.

"And what is the reason for this?"

"Father, this is the Khan of the horse!"

At this time, Ying Changsheng on the side, and Brother Chaozheng who was smiling, explained.

Hearing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but show a surprised expression, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This, this is the Khan of the horses?"

"The sweat of the horses, what, how can it be red?"

"That's why this horse is called a sweaty BMW!"

Hearing this, Ying Changsheng explained with a smile.

At this time, Brother Zheng reacted.

After pondering carefully, Ying Zheng couldn't help it, slapped his thigh, and said in his heart.

That's true.

Horses are called sweaty BMWs.

Sweat and blood.

Naturally, his sweat is the color of blood.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng couldn't help but let out a sigh, and then took the handkerchief from the eunuch on the side, wiped the horse sweat on his hands, and couldn't help but sigh.

"I just thought this horse was injured!"

"It seems that I am worried about it too much!"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng raised his eyes and glanced at Prince Wusun.

"I like your gift!"

"Your Majesty likes it, it's the honor of a small country!"

The prince of Wusun, whose name is Wudahai, has a look of joy on his face, and he said to Yingzheng.

However, Ying Zheng's next words made his face change suddenly.

I only heard Brother Zheng open his mouth and say.

"This horse is good, so I plan to get more of these horses from you, you Wusun, every year in the future, you need to give me Daqin, a tribute of fifty such horses......

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this matter, this matter is probably impossible for a small country......"

After hearing Brother Zheng's request, Prince Wusun, who was originally still among the thirty-six princes of the Western Regions, showed a proud look and thought that he had been favored by Brother Zheng, and his face instantly showed panic.

"Why, you don't want to?"

Ying Zheng was a little unhappy, he raised his eyes and looked at this Wusun prince.

Seeing that His Majesty, the supreme Winning Minister, seemed to be about to get angry, Prince Wusun was even more frightened.