Among those present were those who envied and were jealous of him, and naturally, some were resentful. In particular, Jituo did not appear to be very strong; his strength seemed weak in the face of a group of tall and burly Mongols.
He does indeed look quite ordinary, doesn't he? Why did he gain the emperor's favor? Could it be simply because he was very good at flattering?
Some people are thinking this way.
Although not everyone who comes here is a prodigy, they are all people on whom their families have placed their hopes. And if they were really not outstanding or had no talent at all, they wouldn't be recommended to the Emperor by their elders. Wouldn't that be embarrassing?
Many of them were princes, and even the lowest-ranking among them had to be the son of a prince.
It is no exaggeration to say that each of them is a well-known figure in their own tribe, and they were all raised with great care and respect.
Some of the older ones roughly knew what they were there to do, while the younger ones might not be so sure. However, they had all been instructed by their elders to behave well and to be careful.
Everyone is happy to come to Beijing. Children this age all want to travel around and see the world. No one wants to stay in Mongolia forever!
Not everyone attended the banquet after that one, but when his mother returned, she used Jituo as a comparison and nagged him in front of everyone. She was basically saying how outstanding that kid was, how he even received praise from the Emperor, and what was so great about him?
The hot-blooded young man was not happy about that and insisted on seeing what kind of person he was!
At this point, they were already somewhat dissatisfied, feeling that the other party was a scheming person.
Not to mention, when they saw that they had to compete to select the people to play polo, this person easily got the opportunity just because of a word from the Qing Emperor.
It's simply enviable. After all, everyone who signs up to play polo is an outstanding equestrian, and they've all fought their way through the competition to get a chance to qualify.
While they were struggling to ride their horses, he sat leisurely on the sidelines, and then they were supposed to play polo together. How could they possibly be happy?
Some people, even if they are unhappy, will not say it out loud, while others have a more irritable temper and will try to trip them up if they don't like them.
Sakchi was one of those who didn't respect him. He had been summoned all the way from Khorchin by his uncle, so he arrived a little later than them and missed the banquet. Otherwise, as someone from Khorchin, he would have at least shown his face there.
However, since arriving in the capital, he first paid his respects to the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and then went to the palace to pay his respects to the Empress Dowager. Relying on the relationship between Khorchin and the Qing Dynasty, he has become somewhat arrogant.
This time, the Khorchin urgently summoned three people: Antula, the eldest son of the Khorchin prince; Sakchi, the second son; and a third son who was only 12 years old. He couldn't compete with his older brothers in polo this time, so he didn't come.
Antura, as the eldest son, happened to have something to do today. He was selected yesterday but didn't come today. Sakci was the youngest among the selected group, but his excellent polo skills still earned him this opportunity.
It was precisely because his brother wasn't around that he became even more impulsive.
“Hey, since the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty praises you so highly, why don’t you mount your horse and ride around a few times? How can we all be convinced if you don’t ride a horse?” He raised his chin slightly and pointed at him with his riding whip. This action was already very unfriendly, not to mention what he said.
His words were highly provocative and utterly disrespectful, his eyes scanning him up and down as if he were being extremely critical. An impulsive person would likely have already started a fight because of his behavior.
As the second son of the Khorchin prince, he still has some influence. Although he is young, his strength and domineering personality have made a deep impression on people.
After he said that, no one stood up to speak; instead, they all stood aside and looked over.
They also wanted to know whether the other party truly had the ability.
Some people who dislike him want to see him make a fool of himself, while others who originally had no problem with him are also thinking about their team and want to choose someone with real ability!
To facilitate their horseback riding practice and their coordinated polo playing, this riding area was divided into two sections. Also, to avoid displaying privilege, those selected by the Qing Dynasty were to be placed next to them for training.
Therefore, both sides can see what the other is doing.
A crowd had gathered not far away, watching the spectacle unfold!
Although they were competitors during the selection process, now that they have been chosen, they naturally have to work together. Moreover, they were already familiar with each other before, so their relationship is quite harmonious.
Besides, they don't want to marry the princess, so there's no need for them to compete!
However, the situation is different in Mongolia. The distances between the tribes vary, especially given the vastness of the Mongolian grasslands. They might not see each other for three to five years. Furthermore, whether it was marrying a princess or playing polo, they had always been competitors, so their relationship wasn't exactly harmonious.
Seeing that the people on the other side were also looking this way, Ji Tuo was a little unhappy. He didn't mind showing himself off, but it didn't have to be so tense. He didn't feel embarrassed or anything, but he didn't want to be laughed at!
It's the Mongolians who are losing face.
“Jituo was already prepared to show himself, so there’s no need for the Second Prince of Khorchin to be so aggressive and impatient. Thanks to His Majesty’s favor, Jituo has this opportunity. Jituo is truly ashamed, as his strength is not comparable to everyone else’s.” He had already picked up his riding whip, but spoke humbly, then mounted his horse with a swift and skillful movement that impressed everyone.
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