Author: Mei Xinyuan

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Here, Haifeng and the eldest princess followed their plan and took out several boxes of toys specially prepared by the manufacturing office for King Darkhan's only son, coaxing his elder sister and younger sister to get excited about playing. At the banquet over there, several princesses

, the princess is also dressing up in colorful clothes to entertain her bride, serving Xiaozhuang with chatter and laughter, and making her happy.

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Princess Duan Min winked at her husband, King Darhan, indicating that Pandi could come out.

King Darhan nodded in understanding, left the table and walked to Kangxi.

"Your Majesty, I have specially prepared a wrestling performance for today's feast. I wonder if it would be possible for Horqin's warriors to show their faces in front of our ancestors?"

"Brother-in-law is interested. The Empress Dowager will definitely be happy to see it. Prince, go and ask for Yizhi!"

Since it was an arrangement that had been agreed upon in private, Xiaozhuang made it immediately, and the people in front of the emperor drew a circle for wrestling on the green grass. King Darkhan took the opportunity to lead Pandi and a good wrestler he had found.

Come and say hello to Xiaozhuang.

Prince Gong and the Fujinara family couldn't help but look at their future son-in-law.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is tall and tall, with a high nose and a wide mouth, and his eyes are as bright as fire. He is neither humble nor overbearing when he follows King Darkhan, and his actions are calm and not nervous at all.

She and Xiaozhuang looked at each other and nodded.

Xiaozhuang asked Aunt Sumala to bring out a string of red coral beads.

"Although it is just a performance, it would be boring if there is no prize. Whoever wins between you two will get the beads."

When the prince saw this, he also took off a jade ring from his hand.

"Khan Ama will definitely get a reward if he knows about it. Please wait a moment, uncle. I'll ask the eunuch to send a message."

When Kangxi found out, he asked someone to prepare a good saddle.

"Your Majesty, it's not just the Horqin people who know how to wrestle on the grassland. How about we also ask the good men from the Bahrain tribe to give it a try?"

Everyone followed the voice and found out that the speaker was a young man at the table, Taiji, the eldest son of the King of Bahrain, Ozil, who died last year.

"Oh, I remember, you are my cousin's eldest son Namdak, right? Why, you want this saddle too?"

"Your Majesty is Namdak. The Emperor's grace is a supreme honor, and naturally everyone wants it."

"That's good. Then go ahead and give it a try!"

King Darhan believed it and had no choice but to leave Pandi on the field and secretly told him to be careful in everything.

"Namdak is a few years older than you and has great kung fu, so don't suffer any disadvantage."

Pandi was gearing up and moving his strong and thick body.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely knock him over and earn some face for Horqin to come back."

Seeing the confident Pandey, King Darhan also felt a little proud.

He is indeed a good man, and he is worthy of his efforts to promote him. He is worthy of the princess's lifelong trust.

What was originally just an excuse for a blind date turned into a wrestling show between two powerful tribes on the Mongolian grasslands.

Outside the wrestling ring surrounded by white lime, the eldest brother acted as the referee, and the prince himself sounded the gong to announce the start of the game.

In Mongolian wrestling, there is no time limit. You can hook, pull, hold, kick, trip or push. You are only not allowed to hold your legs and fall, and you are not allowed to pull your pants or other dirty tricks. If any part of the upper part of the two feet falls to the ground, you will be considered a loser.

The two men had fought against each other several times at the Naadam Conference, with each winning and losing. Knowing that the other was highly skilled, they did not dare to neglect at all, and moved steadily, tentatively approaching each other.

Namdak was taller than Pandi, and his arms were longer. His lower body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he could not move easily, but his hands frequently provoked him, looking for Pandi's flaw.

Nearly a hundred Manchu and Mongolian nobles were stunned for a while. They did not eat their seats and only stared at the field, for fear of missing the wonderful moment of the battle.

Pandi knew very well that Namdak's power was far superior to his own, and if he continued to use it up like this, he would definitely lose.

If that really happened, how could he have the dignity to return to Horqin, let alone marry the princess.

With his light body and flexible movements, Bandi first faked a move and tried to get into the opponent's arms. He punched his right hand under the armpit and went straight to the back.

Namdak was on guard against his move, sideways away from him, turned his back on the guest, and stepped forward with his long legs.

Of course, Pandi also expected to be counterattacked, so he pounced on Namdak's torso unhurriedly, trying his best to shorten the attack distance between the two so as to use his own advantage.

Unexpectedly, Namdak responded calmly and did not intend to get too entangled with Pandi. He pushed hard and opened the distance again, preventing Pandi from getting close.

"Oh, what a pity!"

"Yeah, just a little bit."

Suddenly there was a murmur in the table.

Kangxi had worked hard on wrestling in order to outwit Oboi, and he was watching it with great interest and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Both young men are malleable talents.

Prince Gong had already mentioned this Pandi euphemistically to him several times.

Namdak was the candidate he most wanted to push to the position of King of Bahrain. If he were not afraid that his aunt Princess Shuhui would be unhappy, Kangxi would have issued the decree long ago.

His younger brother Urgon, Kangxi, after repeated observations these days, felt that his talent was only worthy of being an idle Gushan Beizi, and he was too young, with no military merit at the age of fifteen, and could not convince the public.

"Ouch, it's time to decide the winner!"

Hearing several low exclamations, Kangxi quickly concentrated his attention and observed the scene carefully.

good.

We'll find out soon.

Pandi tried many times and finally bit a small gap in Namdak's defense. His right leg was tightly wrapped around his left side, and his left arm was also hooked around his neck. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, pushing Namdak towards him.

Push hard on the ground.

But Namdak had also taken the opportunity to grab Pandi's back, relying on his own weight advantage to fall from top to bottom, as if a piece of iron, and like a huge rock falling from a cliff, unstoppable.

Both sides used all their strength and did not give in an inch.

When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured.

Kangxi thought for a moment and then asked Liang Jiugong to send a message to his eldest brother.

It's just a game. If we really hurt each other and leave a knot in our hearts, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to future wars.

"Two warriors, the Holy One has ruled that this game is a draw."

The eldest brother jumped into the circle, separated Namdak and Pandi, and called the soldiers from the Shanpu camp to continue the performance.

King Darkhan also took advantage of this step and led the two juniors back to the imperial palace.

In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see that if the stalemate continues, Namdak has a better chance of winning.

Your Majesty, this is leaving room for Horqin.

When the three of them thanked each other, their voices were more sincere and grateful.

Kangxi smiled kindly and asked the eldest brother to help them all up.

"The emergence of talented people on the grassland is really a blessing to the Qing Dynasty. Bandi, I remember you today. I will reward you with Buddhist beads from the Queen Mother, and for others, I will reward you with Namdak."

"Your Majesty, if I'm brave enough to do so, could you please stop asking for a good saddle and ask for another reward?"

"Oh? You, tell me."

"Namdak wants to seek the emperor's golden words to rule on who is the real King of Bahrain between me and my brother Urgon!"

Kangxi was very happy when he heard this.

Infighting in Bahrain.

Now, Aunt Shuhui must have nothing to say.

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