Sixty-five-year-old Li Longji looked at Yang Qing with interest.

The years have not left too many traces on him, although his hair is gray, but the emperor of the Tang Dynasty does not have many wrinkles, his body is still tough, his eyes are still bright, and his energy is still abundant.

"You are Yang Qing? Yang Wang's youngest son? ”

"Yes." Yang Qing didn't dare to look directly at Tang Xuanzong, although his eyes were looking forward, he didn't focus. Just now, I just looked up and saw Tang Xuanzong's appearance clearly, heroic and without killing spirit, he can be regarded as a middle-aged and elderly man with temperament.

(Note: Xuanzong is Li Longji's temple number, and Emperor Tang Ming is taken from the word "Ming" in Li Longji's nickname "Emperor Daming Xiao", these familiar titles did not appear at all during Li Longji's reign, just to get used to it, after all, I think the whole "Li Longji" is more awkward.) ）

The person dressed in the goose yellow palace skirt next to her must be Yang Yuhuan and Yang Guifei, Yang Qing didn't dare to look at it, for fear of being rude, and even more afraid of making a fool of herself.

"Listen to Guo Yang say that you have a lot of experience in the tactical command of polo?"

"Weichen doesn't dare, but he just understands a little bit of fur." Yang Qing was very grateful to Guo Yang, and he didn't notice that his claim had already made a joke.

"Wechen? Hahaha, what kind of minister are you? Xuanzong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily.

"Ahh That one...... The grass people lost their words, and the saints atoned. Yang Qing was so embarrassed that the roots of his ears were red. Don't blame me, don't blame me, it's all costume dramas. I'm really a dish! When I saw an emperor, I couldn't even speak.

"It's not weird, it's not weird, hehe, it's interesting." Xuanzong smiled heartily, without the slightest hint of blame. Yang Qing was even more embarrassed.

"Yang Qing is from Rongzhou?" Magnetic, sexy, and a bit of a lazy female voice.

Yang Qing subconsciously raised his head and met the source of the voice.

Yang Yuhuan.

The first thing that catches your eye is a pair of eyes as deep as the sea, smart, clear, beautiful, charming but not bewitching. Yang Qing instantly understood why the fifty-six-year-old Li Longji was so fascinated when he saw her for the first time, understood why "looking back and smiling at a hundred beautiful people, the six palaces have no color", and understood why the young and gorgeous woman in front of him, who looked less than thirty years old, could be ranked among the "four great beauties of China" for thousands of years.

Because of these eyes, just because of these eyes.

Jiudian flower, close to the center of the eyebrows; oblique moon eyebrows, fine sweep; Yellow powder on the forehead, wipe lightly; Bun, jasper hairpin. The eyes were carefully covered with makeup, but a pair of clean eyes were left, neither eyeshadow nor mascara, just so refreshing to look at, but compared to everything else.

melon seed face, with a faint blush; The small and round nose is slightly upturned, and it feels very delicate and girly. Zhu lip is not cherry, I want to come to Yang Yuhuan's natural voice often sing, and people who are good at singing will not have very small lips, a little Zhu Jiang is in the middle, and the lips are a little thicker than the face shape, a little pouting and coquettishness, which adds to the sexiness.

"Yang Qing?" Xuanzong and Yang Guifei are actually a little used to it, and many of the young ministers and officials who saw Yang Yuhuan for the first time were stunned, just like Yang Qing now, for different lengths of time. They also knew that this was just a normal reaction of surprise, not rudeness, so there was no meaning to blame at this time. Yang Guifei smiled and reminded Yang Qing again.

Yang Qing was shocked in his heart, he really lost his temper. The mouth should be "Yes!" "I was worried in my heart, and I was a little relieved when I peeked at the Holy Concubine and saw that she had no intention of reproaching.

"My hometown is also in Rongzhou! Yang Qing, you just came from your hometown, how about you talk to me about the current situation in your hometown when you wait for the Holy Lord's banquet? Yuhuan said excitedly.

"Obey the Lady's holy command." Yang Qing bowed respectfully.

"You don't have to be so restrained, today is a family banquet and entertainment, and everyone should have fun together. Yang Qing, what do you think of today's game*? "Tang Xuanzong has a good face, but it is only limited to foreign relations and important national affairs, and he still resents the feeling of being respectfully held in the sky for his close ministers or juniors. Today, I saw that the concubine was quite close to this interesting little fellow in front of her, so she didn't treat Yang Qing as an outsider.

"Yes, thank you, Holy Majesty. In today's battle, both sides will do their best to win. The grass people are fortunate enough to witness the heroic appearance of the royal children, and they are really the fierce opponents of my meritorious children's team, and it is still unknown which will win or lose, but we will do our best to win and show my Tang Dynasty athletes! ”

"Good! Good! We'll see! Xuanzong Longyan was happy, stroking his beard and laughing. It seems that Yang Qing's sycophant shot is quite in place.

"Holy Lord, Yang Qing said that today's game is inappropriate, right? It was originally to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival family reunion, and it seems to be against heaven and earth to say that it was a war. Yuhuan knew that Tang Xuanzong was still martial and liked to see his heroism in the world, and deliberately teased him.

Xuanzong really ate this set: "The concubine's words are wrong. My Tang Dynasty immediately won the world, and now the four seas are peaceful, and the waves are not prosperous, but the foreign Diyi has not yet completely surrendered, and the spirit of martial arts cannot be slackened a little. Polo is the best way to inspire a boy's heroism! Yang Qing called today's game a war, which is exactly what I want! My Datang is exactly what I need for such a hot-blooded man and young talent! After that, he looked at Yang Qing appreciatively.

"Thank you!" Yang Qing bowed down and thanked him.

"Good! It's time, so get ready and the game will begin! ”

"Yes!" Li Heng, Guo Yang, and Yang Qing bowed again, looked at each other and smiled, and then went down to the field to return to their own formations.

According to Yang Qing's arrangement in Chanshui Zhuang that day, in view of the characteristics of the Royal Sons team seeking stability, the Meritorious Sons team sacrificed a terrifying formation of four forwards after the opening, striving to win the first place, and then defend it steadily.

I don't know if it's a coincidence or family history, the four people with the highest attack power of the meritorious team are all descendants of the famous generals of the dynasty. Wang Zhan, the son of Wang Zhonghei, is all-round and deserves the reputation of Chang'an's first attacker; Ge Shuzhao, the son of Ge Shuhan, has amazing riding skills, speed and explosiveness; Feng Wu, the son of Feng Changqing, has extremely strong personal ability, and he is invincible in his way of opening and closing; Gao Feng, the son of Gao Xianzhi, is small and flexible, and is the best at launching a thunderous blow where the opponent is surprised.

Standing before kick-off, Yang Qing arranged for Wang Zhan and Feng Wu to play the striker, which is also a familiar routine for the Royal Brothers. Ge Shu Zhao and Gao Feng were on the two wings, they were not in the capital last year, and they did not participate in the competition between the powerful and the gold medal second ancestor team, and they were used as a secret weapon by Yang Qing. Now the two of them seem to be fighting in the midfield, but in fact, they are two dark forwards, and once they kick off, they will hide behind Wang and Feng and wait for the opportunity to kill.

Guo Yang sits in the Chinese army, dispatches the direction of attack, and connects the four major forwards; Han Yao is the master of the golden oil, the left and right, and together with Li Luan, he protects Guo Yang's side and back, which is the golden triangle of the midfield set by Yang Qing and Guo Yang after repeated research, which can be attacked and defended.

Huangfu Xingxing, the famous general of Longyou, led the defense in the center of the command, and Wei Anguo and Yang Hui divided the left and right.

The royal team is captained by Li Xuan, the king of Liang, and the tradition has always been to seek stability, and the team members have high and average personal qualities, because they often accept the persecution of their father or grandfather (Li Longji) together, they have cultivated a superpower, created a strong cohesion, formed an intimate cooperation, accumulated monstrous resentment, and converged into terrifying combat effectiveness, and also paid attention to high efficiency. The disadvantages are that the mood of the whole court is not enthusiastic (the psychological quality is super strong), the opening warm-up is slow (the identity is noble and reserved), will not play counterattacks (pressing the opponent and not using it), and does not care about the opponent's face at all (the Royal team does not know what face is). But once you stand firm and complete the warm-up, that is the beginning of the opponent's nightmare, cold squeezing, pressing, compression, breaking, serial moves are used superbly, the rhythm is compact and unified, there is no difference between fast and slow, and the opponent is beaten on the ground.

In the face of such a polo stadium monster, Yang Qing wanted to cry without tears when he heard it, and had the urge to resign as an advisor to the team, but he was forcibly pulled by Guo Yang and did not run. I had to rack my brains and think hard about the current lineup and tactics.

The ball superintendent flag waved, and the game officially began.

The opponent rushed out of the two forwards and sped towards the ball in the middle. Yang Qing estimated the speed, although it was not slow, it should not be as explosive as Feng Wu, so he was a little settled in his heart and looked at his own team.

The mouth is a little dry.

One, two, three, four, five, six, in addition to the four major forwards, Guo Yang and Han Yao also spread out the posture of rushing and fleeing for their lives.

I didn't arrange this one! Yang Qing's brain was stagnant, and his eyes looked directly at Guo Yan's angry decision.