The princes on the court here and the noble disciples who had just participated in the polo match had just left, and Ji Qingchen and the eighth prince over there had already selected their own players. The ten people around the Eighth Emperor Ji Qian are tall, their arms are powerful, and their bodies standing on horseback are as stable as mountains. On the other hand, the ten team members around Ji Qingchen, except for Bai Xiangcheng, the other nine are Li Changzheng, Wang Yin, Liu Qingqing, Hou Xiaotian, Yang Zhixing, Zuo Zongquan, Cao Yukun, Zhou Shun, and Lin Ping, all of whom are the sons of the same family.

The soldiers of the forward battalion of the Eighth Prince Ji Qian are all red armor, and the players around him are naturally red armor, while Ji Qingchen's side is black armor, and the players on both sides have a strong and stark contrast in terms of identity and color of clothes!

When the two sides were ready, they rode to the center of the polo field, stood opposite each other, and looked at each other quietly, each other's eyes full of murder, indifference and a faint contempt.

Suddenly, at this moment, Ji Qingchen rode his horse two steps forward, turned his horse's head and said to Bai Xiangcheng, Li Changzheng and Wang Yin in front of him, "Everyone, do you have the confidence to win this game?" ”

"There is ——!" The ten people in front of him shouted in unison.

The ten gentlemen were very familiar with polo, which was a game they loved to play in the past, and now with clubs in hand, they seemed to be back to the age when they were obsessed with polo, and their faces were full of confidence, and their eyes were full of confidence and belief in victory.

"Good! As long as we can win this game, this prince will hold a banquet in the Tianzui House tonight, and we will not get drunk and return when the time comes! Ji Qingchen said loudly.

Since the Eighth Prince sincerely wants to embarrass him in front of everyone, he is not a soft persimmon willing to let the Eighth Prince pinch as he wants, he wants to win this game.

"Xiao Cavalry Battalion—" Bai Xiangcheng roared!

"Riding Camp! Victory—" roared the nine beside him.

The two princes want to play polo, and the referee can only be played by the second prince Ji Ping and the third prince Ji Hongchang, who are also princes.

"Lao Jiu, you kick off!" The Eighth Emperor Ji Qian generously handed a black wooden ball to Ji Qingchen.

Ji Qingchen smiled slightly, did not catch the ball, but said modestly, "Starling is a brother, naturally there should be a starling to serve." ”

The Eighth Emperor frowned slightly, he didn't know what the reason was, what he particularly hated was the smile on Ji Qingchen's face. Naturally, Ji Qingchen wanted to pretend to be high, so he didn't shirk anymore, and handed the wooden ball to a bearded player next to him to serve in the midfield.

The red-clothed bearded knight began to serve, he sent the ball to the horse of the eighth prince Ji Qian, the eighth prince Ji Qian waved the club easily, the club crisply knocked on the wooden ball, the black wooden ball flew quickly into the air and flew steadily over the half-sound, and quickly flew to the direction of Ji Qingchen's goal, and then the eighth prince Ji Qian rode a horse and began to sprint forward, ready to wait for the pass of his own team in the direction of the goal, and complete the most fatal shot.

The wooden ball landed in front of a red-clothed golfer's horse and stopped, and the red-clothed golfer's club swung out steadily, and the black wooden ball flew in the direction of the eighth prince Ji Qian. At this time, there were no players on Ji Qingchen's side in front of the Eighth Emperor Ji Qian, because their war horses were not as good as the war horses of the Eighth Prince, and they started the war horses after the Eight Emperors sprinted, and the speed was not as fast as the Eighth Emperor Ji Qian, and there were at least two war horses between the two, as long as the ball reached the front of the Eighth Prince Ji Qian, he could steadily shoot the wooden ball into Ji Qingchen's goal.

Seeing that the wooden ball was very docile and flew towards the eighth prince, it was imperative for this goal to score, and the nobles and ladies on the sidelines cheered. They are the people from the Eighth Emperor Ji Qianqing, and today's game naturally has to cheer for the Eighth Emperor Ji Qian.

The Eighth Prince Ji Qian was also looking forward to this ball being shot into Ji Qingchen's goal by himself, he had already raised the club early and was waiting for the moment when the wooden ball hit the ground, just like countless times before when he played with the nobles in King's Landing City, just waiting for his chic action and the happy mood of the wooden ball scoring the goal.

At the moment when the wooden ball landed, his cue was just about to hit the wooden ball, and at the critical moment, he saw a black shadow rushing to his horse like lightning, and then heard the sound of the bell, the wooden ball suddenly flew up again, and flew in the opposite direction, and the eighth prince's shot missed, not hitting the wooden ball, but splashed a little loess after it missed.

"Ahh Outside the polo field, there were shouts of exclamation and disappointment.

It turned out that someone had cleared the siege and saved the ball.

The Eighth Prince Ji Qian could only watch the wooden ball fly far away in the direction of his goal, and moved his hateful gaze to the person who prevented him from completing the fatal blow, but he found that the person in his sight was none other than Li Changzheng, the grandson of Li Muzhi, the Marquis of Pingyang, he was a little surprised, he thought that this person might be Ji Qingchen or Bai Xiangcheng, in his judgment, among the ten people of Ji Qingchen, Freedom Ji Qingchen and Bai Xiangcheng would pose a certain threat to him, and the others were not afraid like straw bales. But what he didn't expect was that this person would be Li Changzheng, a gentleman who eats, drinks, prostitutes, gambles, and has everything, and was ruined by a gentleman's perfect shot, his anger is beyond words, he became a little angry, and his eyes shot sharply at Li Changzheng, but what made him even more angry was that he didn't pay attention to him the moment he found that Li Changzheng's wooden ball flew up, but saw the ball flying towards the side of his goal and quickly urged the horse to gallop in the direction of the ball.

Once upon a time, the Eighth Prince played polo, either with the polo team and guards in his own mansion, or with the nobles in King's Landing. Because of his status as a prince, the polo team and guards in his house did not dare to compete with him, and the nobles deliberately let him in order to please him, so he felt that his polo skills were very good, so he was proud.

But today, when he met Ji Qingchen's cavalry camp, and met Bai Xiangcheng and Li Changzheng, who were not afraid of him and did not please him, his original form was suddenly revealed, and the eighth prince Ji Qian could only angrily urge the horse to chase the wooden ball.

But the wooden ball flew to the side of the midfielder Bai Xiangcheng like a long eye, Bai Xiangcheng was not as good as the opponent's red-clothed ball hand stepped forward to grab the ball and hit steadily, the wooden ball flew up again, and flew to Wang Yin on the right, Wang Yin urged the horse to start galloping, and the red-clothed player next to him also urged the horse to follow him closely, Wang Yin and Liu Qingqing made a trick to cooperate, he led away the red-clothed player around him, and Liu Qingqing behind him suddenly urged the horse to gallop forward, and passed the ball to Ji Qingchen in front of the goal at the moment the wooden ball landed, The moment the wooden ball landed, Ji Qingchen's cue swung his club, and the black wooden ball flew into the goal representing the Eighth Prince Ji Qian like a sharp arrow.

"Good shot!" Suddenly, the Xiao riding camp on the side of the polo field cheered, and the shouts soared into the sky, shaking the Xiao riding camp.

And the action of his blow is done in one go, and it is indescribably elegant and chic! Even the noble children and ladies on the side of the polo field supported the Eighth Prince Ji Qian, and they couldn't help but exclaim loudly!

Seeing the wooden ball flying into his own goal, the eighth prince Ji Qian's face was a little embarrassed, but he felt that a goal was nothing, and this time he served on his side, and he would definitely return the color.

But to the surprise of the Eighth Prince Ji Qian and even the nobles and daughters outside the polo field, this goal was just the beginning, followed by Ji Qingchen and the Xiao Cavalry Battalion's impact and goals again and again, and ruthlessly pierced the goal of the Eighth Prince Ji Qian's side again and again, until the third prince Ji Hongchang, as the referee, couldn't stand it anymore, and immediately waved the flag of the game before the time came, and terminated the game, which is the number of goals of both sides fixed at 0-8. The Eight Princes' side was zero, they didn't score a single goal, and Ji Qingchen's side scored eight goals, Ji Qingchen scored three autumns alone, Bai Xiangcheng scored two goals, and Li Changzheng, Wang Yin and Liu Qingqing each scored one goal.

Outside the polo field became silent.

This group of noble children who had a clear banner to support the Eighth Emperor at the beginning were silent, and the attitude of Miss Qianjin towards Ji Qingchen also changed from cold at the beginning to a little hot, especially Wei Ran and Cui Yingying, who were among them, with a look of worship in their eyes. Xiao Bi was even more shocked, and whispered in Wei Ran's ear, "Miss, His Royal Highness the Ninth is really powerful!" You see he scored three goals alone! "Shut up, don't talk nonsense!" Wei Ran immediately shouted.

The same result was that none of the princes on the sidelines thought that what they thought would become the current massacre, a one-sided situation, which they did not expect.

"Starling, I'm sorry! I was having a bit of fun just now, and I forgot to restrain my subordinates, this is ......," Ji Qingchen rode to the gloomy face of the Eighth Emperor Ji Qian and said.

"Lao Jiu, I really didn't expect it!" The Eighth Prince Ji Qian sneered and said before Ji Qingchen finished speaking, "This time, the starling recognized and remembered today's lesson, but don't worry, next time it won't be so easy for you to win." ”

"It's still starling's generosity, so Qingchen can rest assured!" Ji Qingchen said with a smile, ignoring the already angry expression of the Eighth Prince Ji Qian in front of him.

However, the Eighth Prince knew that Daoist Ji Qingchen said this on purpose, so he forcibly held back the anger in his heart, slowly reasoned, and said as if gritting his teeth, "Lao Jiu, the polo competition between us has ended, is the competition between the Xiaocai camp and the forward camp started?" ”

"This is nature, this is what Qingchen asked the starling, and now it is naturally up to the starling to decide." Ji Qingchen looked very obedient, because he knew that Lu Dao had long known that he would definitely lose this competition, since he was going to lose, why should he behave like a gentleman? will reply without thinking. He also knew that if he lost the polo match, the Eight Emperors were like winning back his face through this game.

"Then let's go to the school field and compete!" The eighth prince Ji Qian said to Ji Qingchen, and said a few words to the guards beside him, and the guards took the order to leave, and he rode his horse and galloped in the direction of the school field regardless of the people on the side of the polo field.

Looking at the Eighth Prince who left angrily, Ji Qingchen smiled indifferently and asked Bai Xiang Cheng to lead the Xiaoqi Battalion to the school field to standby.

Bai Xiangcheng received the order, and as soon as he gave the order, the Xiao Cavalry Battalion rode to the school field.

At this time, the third prince, Ji Wenma, walked to Ji Qingchen's side and said in a low voice, "Ninth brother, you did too much just now!" So he rode in the direction of the schoolyard. And the second prince Ji Ping, the fifth prince Ji Ying, and the sixth prince Ji Yong rode to Ji Qingchen's side, looked at him very meaningfully, and without saying a word, they followed the figure of the third prince away. Only the fourth prince Ji Wen and the seventh prince Ji Man rode up to Ji Qingchen and walked side by side with him. When he was about to walk to the school grounds, the fourth prince Ji Wen suddenly asked, "Ninth brother, do you always think that the fourth brother instructed the seventh brother to let Xu Zhen provoke and then set up this game for you?" ”

"Fourth brother, why do you say that, I really doubt everyone, but I didn't think that you did it." Ji Qingchen told the truth, since Ji Wen was honest with him, he also felt that there was no need to be hypocritical.

"What you said, fourth brother, believe it, as long as the position of the crown prince is not determined, there will be no day when our brothers will live in peace." There was a faint sadness in Ji Wen's words, and he said in a sincere tone, "However, the fourth brother still hopes that we will still be brothers before there is no war between you and my brothers." ”

We are still brothers!

We are still brothers!

For Ji Qingchen, who left Yan Country at the age of seven to go to a strange country as a proton, frightened by the neglect and endless humiliation of others, and often spent time in fright, this is something he longs for but cannot want.

We are still brothers!

For Ji Qingchen, this is a warm sentence on the other side!

Brothers! It's a brother who can fight tigers together!

Brothers! It is a family affection that blood is thicker than water!

If he hadn't been born in the emperor's family, this would probably be the most precious thing in his life!

"Thank you Fourth Brother, as long as the Fourth Brother still recognizes Qingchen as a brother, the Fourth Brother is Qingchen's Fourth Brother, and it will never change!" Ji Qingchen said emotionally.

"Yes!" The fourth prince, Ji Wen, nodded.

The two never spoke again, but rode quietly on horseback until they reached the school grounds.