He wants the end result, not the pretty.

He wants to show everyone today how the weak side turned defeat into victory in the end, and overwhelmed others.

It should feel better to be held high and fall down at the end.

In the first game, the Dongwang team led arrogantly with three to one.

The entourage of soldiers on the East King's side cheered as if the East King would be able to succeed to the throne immediately and become the emperor.

Dongwang is also an old man who talks about juvenile madness, leading yellow on the left, Qingcang on the right, mink fur in brocade hats, and the spring breeze of thousands of horses rolling Pinggang is proud.

With a wave of his hand, he pressed downward, signaled everyone to keep a low profile, rode over, looked at the emperor and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that Weichen's ball skills are not unfamiliar, the court is like a battlefield, the emperor must not let the old minister be good!" Hahaha......"

The voice was loud, and the laughter was even louder, and everyone in the room heard it.

"The prince is right, there are no monarchs and ministers in the stadium, and the game will definitely score the winner, and the emperor must not be sympathetic to the mercy of the ministers."

"Let's go to war, we have the courage and no strategy, which makes the emperor laugh."

Several ministers behind the king of the east followed modestly, but no one could hear the arrogance inside.

Gong Feihan threw off his robe and sat on the chair next to him for a short rest, took a sip of the tea handed over by Gonggong Lin, and then said lightly, "Xiliang pays attention to respecting the old and loving the young, as a monarch, of course I have to lead by example, Uncle Huang is still on the field when he is old, I still have to take care of it anyway." ”

Dongwang's hearty laughter suddenly froze.

Obviously, if you can't beat it, you say that you respect the old and love the young, and the emperor's kung fu is really good.

"The emperor leads by example, it is really the blessing of Xiliang, Weichen is grateful, Xiliang fights the world on horseback, when competing, you still have to pick up the spirit of competition, if you blindly pay attention to respecting the old and loving the young, and be humble to each other, you will lose the meaning of the competition.

Those who go to the battlefield cannot throw away their armor just because the other party is old, weak, sick and disabled. ”

In the last sentence, the East King made a majestic sound, which had the style of going into battle to kill the enemy back then.

The ministers secretly admired.

The East King is really not old, and his momentum has not diminished.

Gong Feihan took another sip of tea and said lightly, "Since Uncle Huang said so, I won't be humble in the next game." ”

Dongwang sneered in his heart when he heard this.

It's as if you're not humble and you'll win.

"The emperor is right, but you must not be humble, the emperor is the monarch, the monarch is on the field, and he pays attention to killing all sides, how can he be trapped in a cage and hesitate, you say yes?"

Dongwang turned to the group of soldiers behind him with a hearty voice.

"The prince is very right."

The soldiers behind him immediately echoed loudly.

Gong Feihan glanced at them lightly and didn't speak.

The coercion of the superior flowed lightly, not angry but powerful, and the ministers who echoed it inexplicably felt that their scalps tightened, and they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Gonggong Lin watched Dongwang compete at this moment, looking extremely unexpected, and really wanted to kick him.

The emperor is a monarch, and he holds his own identity, how can he chirp crookedly with an old and disrespectful imperial uncle.

Zhao Can is a wood and has always not said much.

He is a father-in-law, and he is not qualified to say anything.

If Concubine Sheng is here, she will definitely be able to scare him into falling flowers and water, and insert needles all over his body.

Gonggong Lin stood in the center of the world and called out to Concubine Sheng.

I didn't want to, so I called out, and a clear voice sounded in my ears.

"The East Prince is really not old, brave as a tiger, they all say that the tiger father has no dogs, this son is really strange, how can the eldest young master of the East Wangfu be so weak that he can shake the dice and lose so much that only a pair of pants is left.

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