There was only one person in the whole Tang Dynasty who could scare Wei Shuyu like this.
Shang Shu Zuo Cheng, censor doctor, Duke of Zheng, Wei Zheng, and Wei Shuyu's father.
This famous direct minister in history was so angry that Li Er often flew into a rage that he wanted to cut people, but he took Wei Zheng, who had nothing to do with him, which was also the "business card" of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Li Er likes playing with eagles. Someone offered a kite eagle to his minister. Li Er couldn't put it down.
One day, while Li Er was playing with the eagle, Wei Zheng asked for an interview. Fearing Wei Zheng's nagging, Li Er stuffed the Harrier Eagle into his arms to hide. As a result, Wei Zheng's goods were not a good thing. After seeing the clue, he deliberately talked nonsense.
When Wei Zheng finally retired, the Harrier eagle had already been covered alive by Li Er and died in his arms.
Even Li Er was afraid of Wei Zheng's nagging, not to mention Wei Shuyu's own son. Seeing his father was more unbearable than mice seeing cats.
Wei Zheng didn't like polo, so Wei Shuyu didn't expect to meet his father today. Suddenly saw Wei Zheng appear, Wei Shuyu subconsciously shook his body like chaff and hid behind the fat Qiu Kun.
However, Wei Zheng didn't seem to see his son, but went straight to Li Er.
"Your Majesty, I have something to advise you!"
Li Er was happy to see the ball today. He felt a headache when he saw Wei Zheng appear.
Although Li Er later ordered people to set up 24 portraits of meritorious officials in Lingyan Pavilion and ranked Wei Zheng fourth, it does not mean that Li Er would be happy to see Wei Zheng.
Wei Zheng's admonition in his life amounted to "more than tens of thousands of words", which was the first among the ministers in the court with its many times, intense words and firm attitude.
Although Li Er couldn't live without him, he still felt a headache.
This is also human nature. No one can stand being nagged in his ear every day. Even if he is right, he can't stand it.
Li Er even gave Wei Zheng the nickname Yang Bi Gong.
This is also the only nickname Li Er has given people in his life, which means that the old man with sheep nose is as aggressive as a goat: "he is resistant to straightness and has nothing to bend."
For Wei Zheng, Li Er hated and couldn't live without him. He was very distressed.
Seeing that Wei Zheng had another suggestion to mention, he couldn't help frowning, reached out and rubbed his temples: "Duke Wei, how about waiting for the end of the ball game?"
"Your Majesty, no! I'm here to stop the fight." Wei Zheng didn't give Li any face and went back directly.
Li Er was stunned when he heard the speech: "stop hitting the ball? Why?"
"Because of the horse!"
"Horse?" Li Er was confused by Wei Zheng's words.
The dialogue between the king and the minister naturally spread to the public's ears. Everyone present was confused by Wei Zheng's words. Good. How did the ball offend the sheep nose male again?
"Your Majesty, do you know how many Turkic Dun horses I buy in the Tang Dynasty? How much copper is one?" Wei Zheng asked grimly.
Li erliao pondered: "the copper coin ranges from 50 to 100."
"That's right. Last year, I bought 3000 war horses from various countries in the western regions. It cost a total of more than 200000 copper coins, equivalent to more than 35000 liang of gold. Does your majesty know how many Turkic war horses were eliminated in the army last year?" Wei Zheng continued to ask.
"This..." Li Er seemed to know what Wei Zheng was going to say, and his face became a little ugly.
Without waiting for Li Er's answer, Wei Zheng said, "more than 4600 war horses were eliminated in the army last year because their hooves were damaged and they were unable to bear the weight."
Pointing to the polo field, he continued, "Your Majesty, Turkic war horses are so precious that they can't be used for fun. It's not easy to buy and cultivate war horses. How can they be used so wantonly? Your majesty, please issue an edict immediately to prohibit playing in the army!"
After Wei Zheng's words, Li Er, who was originally very dissatisfied with his words, and a group of big men in the army, were silent at this time.
They must admit that this sheep nose male is indeed right.
There is no shortage of horses in the Tang Dynasty, but not all horses can be used as war horses. In the age of cold weapons, cavalry was the most powerful army, so the source and breeding of war horses were very important.
Most of the horses in the central plains are short and not suitable for war horses. The best war horses are Turkic horses.
After Li Tang settled in the country, Li Er personally ordered to select 2000 Turkic horses and 3000 remaining horses from the official horse farm of the Sui Dynasty to graze Longyou in order to cultivate excellent war horses.
But even so, Datang still needs to buy a large number of Turkic horses from the western regions every year to supplement the shortage of war horses.
On the polo field, the horses used for competition are carefully selected and the best horses.
Naturally, Wei Zheng couldn't see Li Er and Tang dignitaries. He used these precious war horses to play polo and only increased the damage of horses. This was a loser's behavior of playing with things and losing heart.
Li Er, who felt wronged, and the leaders of the six armies of the northern government and the sixteen guards of the southern government, stopped talking at the moment.
Even Cheng Yaojin, who has always been whining, closed his mouth and said nothing.
Wei Zheng was naturally right, but he didn't want Li Er or these big men to give an imperial edict to prohibit hitting the ball.
The scene once became quite embarrassing.
Li Qieyou listened to the dialogue clearly, but he was a little confused.
In his opinion, playing polo is a good sport. Although horses need to run, it is not as serious as Wei Zheng said, right?
How many more games can horses play polo? Isn't that funny?
But the crowd around him looked serious, and he was a little uncertain. Did he know anything about it?
Li forgets to worry and gathers up to Fang Yiai's ear, lowers his voice and asks, "brother Yiai, why did Wei Gong say that hitting the ball hurt the horse? What can happen if the horse runs more?"
His questions made Fang Yiai look at him strangely, as if he were looking at a fool.
"Ziyou, don't you know that horse's hooves are not resistant to wear and tear? Duke Wei means to use war horses to hit the ball. Wearing horse's hooves is not worth the loss."
Worn horseshoes? What's the meaning of this?
Li forgot to worry and blinked, still didn't understand.
Fang Yiai had to continue to explain to him that the horse's hooves were similar to human nails. Because the war horse needs to run for a long distance, it is easy to knock or step on stones or other things, and the cuticle on the horse's hoof is easy to crack.
Once the horse's hooves are cracked or seriously worn, the war horse will be abandoned and can no longer run at high speed. It can only withdraw from the army and be used as a horse.
This is why Wei Zheng wanted to stop the polo game.
After hearing Fang Yiai's words, Li forgot to worry and sighed. I see... He just liked this sport. It would be a pity if he would be banned because of Wei Zheng's words.
But on reflection, there seems to be something wrong with this thing
He couldn't help but think of an English ballad that later generations saw on the Internet.
A nail is missing and a horseshoe is missing; Lost a horse's paw and lamed a war horse; Lame a war horse and lose a battle; Lost a battle, lost a country... Horseshoe!