If you're on the battlefield, you can't pray that your enemy will stay stationary forever. After getting used to archery, Xie Rang practiced on live targets most of the time. Even though it's getting dark now, it doesn't affect his performance.
There were many live targets, but the horse farm was larger. Once released, they scattered in all directions, their panic blending into the night.
This round is still about quantity.
The Kucha people evolved from a nomadic people who conquered the world on horseback. Therefore, the man facing the live target was actually relieved and his movements became instantly more nimble.
Xie Rang had been practicing for a long time, and his speed was in no way inferior. The bowstring was trembling slightly, but he didn't care much. His eyes were sharp, and he accurately locked onto each prey.
Until finally, only one live target remained, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became intense.
Yun Qing was too lazy to argue with Prince Pingjiang anymore; it was pointless. Seeing this scene, she understood: "His Majesty has won."
Sure enough, just as the warrior of Kucha was about to reach his prey after shooting his arrow, there was a whoosh, and his arrow was cut in mid-air by another arrow!
The second arrow that followed landed squarely on the prey!
The man's gaze was filled with horror. He turned to look at the young emperor sitting on his horse, but there was no smile on the emperor's face. Clearly, this was not a big deal to him, and he might even be used to it.
"Wonderful!"
The cheers were led by the military officers of Da Xi. They hadn't felt the impact of the young emperor much before, but now their eyes were shining, clearly indicating that this incident had changed their minds.
This is also why Yun Qing agreed to let Xie Rang leave the stage.
Unlike the historical humiliations, Xie Rang has made so many preparations that he is fully capable of turning the situation around. He might as well take this opportunity to demonstrate his abilities and win people's hearts.
It's better to guide than to block; if you can't avoid it, make it work for you.
Look at those military officers, their eyes are practically glowing. That's how simple-minded martial artists are.
Civil officials may engage in heated debates in the court, but when it comes to crucial moments in handling affairs, it is the military generals who truly matter. Only when they work diligently can they prevent anyone from escaping.
Yun Qing smiled and turned her gaze to the envoy from Kucha: "Is the envoy satisfied now?"
The Kucha envoy looked ashen-faced, realizing he had already lost the battle. He could only swallow his pride and said respectfully, "His Majesty the Great Xi is divinely wise and sagacious, and his demeanor is beyond our reach. It is an honor to have the chance to meet him."
After this incident, everyone returned to the palace. There were no further disturbances, and the gifts presented by various countries were decent and without any faults. However, many people's views on the young emperor had changed.
Especially the envoys, who had previously received information that they now reassessed.
If these are considered puppets, then what are they? Useless?
Yun Qing was delighted and praised Xie Rang: "Your Majesty's performance today was exceptionally good!"
Perhaps this is just how children are competitive. Xie Rang was in even better form today than he was last time in front of her; he was incredibly impressive.
Xie Rang pursed his lips: "Since they dare to provoke us, they should pay the price."
From the Grand Tutor's thoughts, Xie Rang had long known that without the Grand Tutor, his current situation would be very different. So why should he show mercy?
"Your Majesty is right."
Yun Qing agreed. There were too many people in the room to chat, so she suppressed her thoughts for the time being. She turned to look at the crowd below and saw that someone had actually brought dancers. The Prince of Pingjiang seemed to like them quite a bit and decided to keep them.
Yun Qing stared intently, suddenly remembering something.
[Speaking of which, the Prince of Pingjiang is quite old, with many wives and concubines in his household, so why doesn't he have a single child? Could it be that he's impotent? Then why does he take in so many women?]
Yun Qing's research was not focused on the Prince of Pingjiang, so she didn't have a deep impression of this matter, and the thought only flashed through her mind before she put it aside.
Xie Rang, however, seemed to have remembered something and secretly made a plan.
The banquet passed by without incident.
Xie Rang left first, and Yun Qing followed behind him.
Why does it seem like the little tyrant is still a bit unhappy?
When they spent time together in private, Yun Qing's strange feeling returned.
She said, "His Majesty is angry."
It is an affirmative sentence.
Xie Rang also noticed it. He stopped and suddenly said, "Hmm."
Awkward, but honest.
[It shouldn't be anything serious?]
Yun Qing pondered.
Xie Rang had been agonizing over this throughout the entire banquet. He felt he would definitely be unwilling to give up if he didn't ask, but he was also afraid of hearing an unexpected answer, which might make him even more upset. He couldn't make up his mind for the time being.
"Just say what's on your mind," Yun Qing said, both amused and exasperated by his reaction. "If you don't tell me, you won't be able to sleep tonight."
She realized that this little brat had a stubborn streak; he wouldn't let go of things he cared about until he figured them out. If she didn't resolve it today, he would sulk for who knows how long.
Xie Rang knew that the Grand Tutor understood him, but he didn't expect him to understand him to this extent. However, he finally spoke his mind.
"Grand Tutor, you've been glancing at Princess Loulan's place frequently tonight. Are you interested in her?"
Frequently?
A question mark appeared above Yun Qing's head.
She said helplessly, "I only glanced at it, and Your Majesty noticed even that?"
[They're even distorting the facts; how come it happens so frequently?]
Xie Rang remained silent.
Yun Qing continued, "That day at the teahouse, she stopped me and said she wanted to sit down and chat, but I refused. I was just a little curious when I saw that she was the princess of Loulan at the banquet."
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