On the way to Beijing, the Tsarist emissaries could hear the deeds of the eighth Prince every time they passed by. For example, the eighth prince was courteous to the virtuous and the corporal. He was very good at riding. In addition to the crown prince, the eighth prince was the best one The Tsarist emissaries heard all kinds of praise for Babel all the way. After seeing people, they had the strong temperament to compete with the eighth prince.

"Dear emperor of the Qing Dynasty, our warriors have heard of the eight Prince's excellent skills in both literature and martial arts. They want to compete with him in riding skills. I hope his majesty will allow them." The emissary with high nose and blue eyes put one hand on his chest and saluted him with a defiant look.

Kangxi's eyes were sharp, his eyes were sharp, and he was so angry in his heart that he was going to be angry with his stupid son. Even though his riding skill was not known, did he dare to be known as a fighting race? Do you want to be beaten in the face? He was so angry!

the eighth Prince looked at the emperor in horror and said in his eyes, "he doesn't have it. He doesn't know about it." when the emperor saw the look of the eighth prince, he knew that it was his son who was dealing with the eighth son, and he frowned.

"The Tsarist Russian envoy misunderstood that Yin Ji has such great ability. If you want to have a competition, I can send some good riders with me."

The tall tsarist shook his head: "no, your majesty. We have heard many stories of the eighth prince all the way. We think that the eighth Prince is very excellent. Our warriors also want to have a competition with the eighth prince. I hope his majesty will not refuse."

What can the emperor do? Of course, he can only promise. He scolds the person who made this matter countless times. However, the emperor still has a trace of expectation for the eighth prince. If he wins, he will not be looked down upon by the tsarist Russia again.

Kangxi, who had been cutting the land to the tsarist Russia a few years ago, had been deeply worried about it. How could he not have been heartbroken if he had not calmed down the civil strife. He had always been unhappy with the tsarist Russia, but others were really strong. Now he only hoped that Yin Yi would win and not lose face to him.

The chief Prince Zhijun stepped forward: "the emperor Amar, the son minister is also willing to compete with the Russian warriors."

The prince smiles and drinks a glass of wine with great magnanimity. As a prince of a country, he will not surrender his status and compete with others.

The third prince had a heart that he could die for the sake of emperor Amar, but he knew that he was not good at riding and shooting, so he shrank in his seat and said nothing.

The fourth Prince frowned slightly and put on the same expression as the emperor, and said in a serious tone: "the son minister is also willing to share the worries for the emperor amah."

5、 The seventh Prince is quiet when wallpaper.

Now the eighth Prince's expression had calmed down and accepted the fact that he had to compete. He stood up and said, "since the envoys of the tsarist Russia want to compare, the prince should sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman."

Nine Prince son stood up: "eight elder brother, you rest assured still have me."

The tenth Prince: "emperor amah, the son minister has nothing to do, but he has a lot of strength. He also wants to compete with the Russian envoys."

The emperor was worried about what to do in case the eighth son lost. Now when he saw that his sons were so bloody, he hardly had a smile on his lips. He faced the Tsarist Emissary: "the contest will be tomorrow. The location is the hunting ground in the southern suburbs. Then my sons will have to ask for more advice."

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