Wang Ziyao said enviously, "That Fire Dragon Colt is truly a fine horse. It can easily travel a thousand miles a day and eight hundred miles a night. It has great endurance and strength, and is very intelligent. It knows what to do without being told. It's the kind of horse every general wants."

"I know that."

Sudi suddenly said, "During the conflict with the Northern Di a few years ago, the Marquis of Zhenbei rode his Fire Dragon Horse and defeated several Northern Di generals in succession. He even managed to hold his own despite being surrounded by several men. People say that the Marquis of Zhenbei achieved this feat partly because of his superb martial arts skills and partly because of the Fire Dragon Horse he rode. If he had ridden on any other horse, he would have collapsed from exhaustion before the battle was over."

"Such a good horse actually fell into the hands of Zhao Jingzhou. It's such a waste of talent." Zhao Lin said regretfully.

Wang Ziyao listened and said seriously, "Don't say that. The Marquis of Zhenbei has guarded the Northern Gate and resisted the Northern Di for decades. He has made great contributions to our dynasty. This Fire Dragon Colt has found a wise master by meeting him."

"Haha." Zhao Lin sneered, but did not argue.

Su Di's eyes flickered as he asked, "Brother Zhao seems to have some objection to the Marquis of Zhenbei?"

Zhao Lin said frankly: "We share the same surname Zhao, but he is a marquis. I don't accept it."

Su Di said with a smile: "With Brother Zhao's ability, it's no problem for him to be granted a title of nobility and become a prime minister in the future. How can a mere Marquis of Zhenbei compare to you? Maybe he will even come to visit you in the future under the name of the same surname."

Zhao Lin said proudly: "That's inevitable."

Wang Ziyao poured cold water on him, saying, "The Marquis of Zhenguo was granted the title of Marquis only because of his merits in saving the emperor and defending against the enemy. It's not that easy to be granted the title of Marquis."

"A title of nobility..."

Zhao Lin smiled faintly.

Of course he knew it wasn't that simple, but how could a king or a general be born without any special qualities? Now the Crown Prince and Prince Yu were fighting fiercely, so who knew what the future would hold.

…

Without anyone to disturb him, Zhao Lin's life fell into peace. He began to study literature during the day and practice martial arts at night. It was boring but fulfilling.

Less than a quarter of an hour after Zhao Lin started using the fifty-six-pound steel spear, his arms ached and he could not swing it. But as he used it for longer and longer periods of time, he was able to hold on for longer and longer periods of time. Now he could fight Wang Ziyao with the steel spear for half an hour without getting out of breath.

“Almost.”

Zhao Lin stroked the steel gun. Although he couldn't use it for a long time, with the running-in over this period of time, he became more and more proficient in using the steel gun. When he stood there with a gun, it gave people the feeling of thousands of troops.

This is also due to Zhao Lin's experience in his previous life.

Anyone who has experienced war and death will have different feelings.

"That's not bad. If you really go to the battlefield, I guess there won't be many people who can take a few shots from you." Wang Ziyao said enviously.

Zhao Lin is not only good at studying, but also good at martial arts, and he can even beat him in a fight.

This made Wang Ziyao, who had always been proud of his family's military achievements, very depressed.

Sudi next to him had a different look on his face.

How many people in the whole capital can find someone who is both talented in literature and martial arts, handsome, and has good character?

"The provincial examination is coming, are you ready?" Sudi asked.

"That's natural."

Zhao Lin leaned the butt of his spear on the ground and said, "What do you think of naming this spear the Dragon Gallbladder Bright Silver Spear?"

"Gentian Silver Spear!"

While Wang Ziyao was still pondering, Sudi cheered loudly, "Excellent! The man is like a horse, and the spear is like a dragon. In the future, Brother Zhao will surely be able to wield this spear and wreak havoc on the battlefield, becoming famous throughout the world."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Zhao Lin laughed out loud.