Xiao Jiangyuan, who had been shrinking behind the corridor, heard the sound of drums, and his heart suddenly perked. She hesitated for a moment, and finally walked out slowly, walked to an inconspicuous corner, and after thinking about it, she finally raised her head and looked at Li Longji. In fact, she could only see his silhouette, and she had been in a somewhat uneasy mood since she got up this morning, but now she was a little calmer.

Even she couldn't figure it out herself, but she hadn't seen him for two years, and she wanted to see him very much, but she was also a little afraid to see him.

Li Longji's drums have a command-like momentum. After his first blow, he struck a second, a third, a fourth...... The bow was opened left and right, from slow to fast, until the moment when the drum beat could not be heard clearly, and then it stopped abruptly. The rest of the drums were silent, and Xue Chongjian and the others were in place, just waiting for Li Longji to give orders.

Li Longji, Xue Chongjian and the others looked at each other and smiled, then waved the drumstick again, his hands rose and fell into the wind, like raindrops, his feet were solid on the ground, and his body was as straight as a pine and cypress. Xue Chongjian and others followed suit, spreading the original flying momentum to the fullest, and the inspiring drum beat was crisp and distant, shaking the sky and surrounding the beam!

Seeing that the prince of the county personally beat the drum, the Tang players on the field were immediately encouraged, and the moon staff waved a lot of strength, and even broke up the resistance of the Tubo players. The situation immediately reversed, and the main control returned to the hands of the Datang players!

The band on the second floor immediately sounded a burst of zhengs and pipas, combined with the chic drums outside the corridor, a sense of war-like anxiety and tension filled the audience in an instant. Some men and women couldn't help but stand up and look out, such as Li Longye and other brothers, Li Bao'er even got up and rushed to the front, pointing to the venue and shouting: "This is almost the same!" ”

With Li Bao'er as an example, other high-ranking ladies also walked to the front together, and when they saw the Datang players grabbing the ball, they waved handkerchiefs and shawls, cheered and screamed, and did not care about the sideways eyes of others. They are gorgeously dressed, their makeup is beautiful, their hair is full of pearls, they are naturally bright and vibrant, full of confidence and frankness that cannot be ignored, and enliven the atmosphere of the audience.

Now the gentlemen couldn't help it. Seeing Li Xian staring intently at the field, ignoring everything around him, they also walked to the front one after another, regardless of their age, and cheered for the Datang players on the field with a low but loud voice. Some old ministers with white beards still hate to meet when they are not married, they almost rolled up their sleeves and went on the field themselves, sweating like rain and serving Datang!

When the Tibetan envoys saw this, they were quite unhappy, but they were helpless. Who let this be Datang's territory, Datang's home field, since they dared to play this polo, they thought of what would happen. It's just that they didn't expect that the people of Datang love polo to such an extent, and even the women of Datang are not far behind. Although they did not play, their fierce style and winning momentum were not inferior to their Tibetan women!

And once it rises to national honor, even the most silent and regular old Confucian on weekdays is so excited. No wonder the older generation of people always say that the Tang people are honest, they see that the Tang people themselves are fighting endlessly, deceitful and deceitful, and they still don't believe it, until this moment they understand that their honesty and self-confidence have always been in their bones.

After a while, seeing that the Tang players on the field were becoming more and more courageous, the Tibetan envoys were also a little unable to sit still. A few of them simply got up and pushed aside a few musicians and drummers on their side, and then beat the drums of Tubo neatly, which actually meant to compete with Li Longji and others.

Li Longji smiled when he heard this, and immediately beat a heavy drum, but he didn't raise it immediately, and the drum was dull, Xue Chongjian and the others immediately stopped when they saw this, and the drum sound on Datang's side stopped suddenly.

After a while, Li Longji raised his hand again, and with the drum beat of Tubo, he knocked out a new rhythm. He stood out one by one, and every beat was pressed on the tail of the Tubo drum with great accuracy, but at this time, Xue Chongjian and the others couldn't keep up, so they had to watch dumbfounded.

There was already some frustration on the polo field, how could the Tibetan envoys be slightly inferior in the drumming? So it didn't take long for the drums on both sides of the Lin De Hall to beat higher and higher. Seeing that although he and the people around him were valuable and had a really good morale-boosting effect, their drumming skills were actually very limited, and they couldn't help his cousin at the moment, Xue Chong simply recruited the musicians again. As soon as the professional musicians got started, even Li Longji felt relaxed and happy, and he became more energetic.

Li Longji cooperated seamlessly with the musicians, and completely suppressed the drum sound of Tubo when he was young. However, at this time, there was a change on the polo field - the Datang players were very ashamed when they saw the Chinese people like this, so they began to be ruthless, and some people secretly made up their minds that even if they fell on the court and were trampled to death by the horse today, they had to let Datang win!

As a result, they were desperate for their lives, but due to the rapid loss of physical strength, the good times did not last long and returned to defeat. The voices of the people who were still boiling slowly fell silent, only the sound of the drums was still there, beating everyone's worried and disappointed hearts one by one.

Xiao Jiangyuan has been standing aside lightly, watching silently, no joy or anger, but it is Yang Simiao, who has been standing beside her since he found her, he is so angry, if there is a knife in his hand, he is afraid that he will throw it directly into the field, and it is good to cut anyone casually.

Xiao Jiangyuan smiled comfortingly: "Victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers, why should my brother be like this?" ”

Yang Siqiao said angrily: "I, the Tang Heavenly Dynasty, am the suzerainty of many countries, how can I be defeated by the vassals?!" ”

"If you lose, you will be defeated, is it true that once you are defeated, Datang will not be Datang?" Xiao Jiangyuan didn't understand the reactions and feelings of everyone present.

Yang Siqiao was a little angry when he heard this, and said in a deep voice: "That being said, as a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, I naturally hope that the Tang Dynasty will prosper forever and win undefeated!" ”

"These courtiers, noblewomen, kings, grandchildren, princesses...... Do you think so too? ”

"Of course! Which of them was not a subject of the Tang Dynasty? If Datang has glory, we will have honor, but if Datang is humiliated, we will also lose face. The honor and disgrace of the country is my honor and disgrace, so Datang cannot be defeated, absolutely not! ”

seems to confirm this sentence, even Li Bao'er, who is the most ignorant on weekdays, scolded at this moment: "You useless things!" ”

Xiao Jiangyuan thought about it for a long time, but he still didn't understand why.

At this time, Li Xian suddenly said in a deep voice: "Let's pause first and take a rest." ”

As soon as this order was issued, the drums stopped, and the players on the field dismounted one after another, each walking to their own camp on both sides of the court. Even though it was winter, the members of the two teams were still soaked with sweat, so the eunuchs pulled up the curtains so that they could change into dry clothes in order to fight again.

Li Xian stared at the figure faintly revealing on the curtain, his eyes were quite unnatural, but he still tried his best to maintain a calm look on his face, but the corners of his lips pursed. At this moment, Datang and Tubo are 5 to 9, if Datang loses again in the second game, there is no need to play in the third game. He finally couldn't stand it anymore, and he no longer had any illusions about the Dragon and Tiger team he had trained. Taking advantage of Shang Zanlu's departure to comfort his brave brothers, he began to find a solution in a matter-of-fact manner.

"They're tired too, so let's change people." Li Xian sighed helplessly.

Empress Wei secretly wondered: "But they are already the best, if they want to be replaced, who else can they be replaced?" ”

Li Bao'er had already walked back at this time, and immediately said when she heard the words: "Aya, Niang, Erlang can give it a try!" ”

The Erlang in her mouth is her new concubine Wu Yanxiu.

Li Xian couldn't help but think of the two polo teams he selected when he was in Shangyang Palace, although the polo match failed to take shape at that time, but those players were not selected randomly. He thought about it carefully: "Erlang can do it, Changning's husband can also ......" He has also seen the skills of these two people, but he has always been reluctant to admit that they are indeed superior to the players he brought out, as for the others, he doesn't know much.

Wu Yanxiu has been following Li Bao'er, and Yang Shenjiao also came over with Princess Changning at this moment, and the two immediately arched their hands when they heard this: "The minister will not dishonor the king's life!" ”

"There are still eight people...... Li Xian looked around, and finally Chong Wu Yanxiu and Yang Shen dealt with him, "I don't know if you have any recommended candidates?" ”

Wu Yanxiu didn't want to disappoint Li Bao'er, and couldn't help but hesitate for a while, if he said that he didn't behave well, his wife would definitely not be happy, if he didn't say it, Datang was defeated, and his wife was afraid that she would be even more unhappy...... How should he do this? He thought about it, but after all, he didn't say anything.

Yang Shenjiao wanted to speak and stopped, and couldn't help but glance at Li Dan.

At the same time, Princess Taiping glanced at Xue Chongjian and asked him to take the initiative to ask for help, but saw that her son shook his head again and again, looking incompetent. She couldn't help but feel depressed in her heart, picked up the wine cup next to her and was about to throw it at her son, but saw her son hurriedly begging for mercy and waving his hand, and then raised his eyebrows not far from her side.

Princess Taiping followed her son's guidance and looked over, and when she saw Yang Shenjiao with such a look, she was surprised, although she was a little incredulous, she still smiled and said to Li Dan: "Isn't there any candidate for Balang, do you want to recommend it to Qilang?" ”

Li Dan has been silent, as if he is out of the matter, listening to his sister's words at this time, he knows that everyone's eyes are on him at this moment, but he still has a calm face. When he raised his eyes and saw his brother looking at him very expectantly, and thinking of everything on the polo field just now, he was a little unwilling, and for a while he regained a little of his youthful spirit. He tightened his hands, and finally smiled faintly: "San Lang." ”

Ever since the drumming stopped, Li Longji has been standing obediently and silently. Hearing that his father really opened his mouth to call himself, although he thought it should be so, he was also quite surprised.

The crowd moved out of the way and let Li Longji slowly come over. Li Xian looked at his nephew, who rarely noticed on weekdays, and was also very surprised: "Is he what Hachiro wants to recommend?" ”

Li Dan bowed his head and said: "In terms of bowing alone, not to mention those Langjun who were personally trained by Qilang, even if it is these two horses, they are slightly inferior to my family's San Lang." ”