Chapter 151: You're just unlucky

Including Fangyuan's afternoon riding shooting. There were more people than in the morning.

When the county lord of Jingyang arrived, he was surprised to find that the young ladies who had sworn never to watch the archery competition again in their lives had come, and those who had not come in the morning had also come.

Everyone was obviously dressed more carefully, with a hint of excitement on their faces.

Could it be that everyone thinks the same way as themselves?

The county lord of Jingyang muttered a few dissatisfied complaints, listened to the few young ladies next to him laugh and talk in a low voice, and then looked like they were eager to try.

"Master Shi Xiaohou will definitely participate..."

“… You're in good luck......"

"What, I'm timid, and my heart is still beating so scared..."

You're still here if you're timid! The county lord of Jingyang pursed his lips and scolded in his heart, don't rob me of anyone!

It's a pity that this time it didn't happen again in the morning, I don't know if it was the people of the Kipchak Khanate who carried out emergency etiquette training, this time the game, both sides were polite, you pushed me in the game, and there was a harmony.

The girls couldn't hide their disappointment.

"What cowards, they're scared?" Qi Baofeng knocked on the table and shouted, "What's the point of shooting the jade ring?" Come on, come out and shoot people again......"

This made everyone laugh.

"Oh, yes. Lord Jingyang, are you ready to choose your horse? Someone asked.

Tomorrow is the polo match, which makes everyone excited, the players who will participate in the game have been basically determined, and the news that Menxulan is sick and will not participate has spread.

"Selected, chosen, I chose at noon." The county lord of Jingyang immediately replied with a smile.

This time, she finally got her wish to be a shooter.

"I said, you can earn some gas, remember to burn incense and worship at night..."Qi Baofeng said loudly.

The bad luck of the Jingyang county lord on the court has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Crow's beak!" The county lord of Jingyang glared at her, "You just guard the gate, and your eyes are lively." ”

Qi Baofeng pursed his lips and did not answer.

Everyone's conversation has shifted to tomorrow's game, and this is their chance to be the protagonists, and it means a lot.

"Girls, one is that we want to win glory for our Celestial Empire, and the other is to win glory for our women," a few of the older main team members called over more than a dozen people who were going to participate in the competition, and solemnly delivered a morale-boosting speech.

Thinking of the mocking eyes of the Kipchak Khanate woman in the morning, the girls all blushed and nodded solemnly.

On August 14, the genius was bright, and the noisy Hanfang Garden, which had just been quiet for less than a quarter of an hour, was crowded with people again, and the royal attendants who came and went gathered at a trot to Baojin Tower.

The flat and wide grass in front of the Baojin Building, where the beams and pillars are carved and drawn, has been marked out with a large field with yellow horizontal stripes, and more than a dozen attendants are erecting large wooden goals more than a foot high on the east and west sides. The upper part is engraved with a golden dragon, and the lower part is set up with a stone lotus seat, and some people set up a ladder to decorate it with colored ribbons.

When the sky was completely bright, the tourists like a tide instantly occupied all the viewing positions, looking at the twenty-four embroidered flags placed on the side of the goal, pointing and talking and laughing.

"It's good to stick it in front of their goal," everyone laughed and looked forward to.

"Look at the women, they're tall, they're big, they're a head taller than us girls... Amitabha, as long as I draw it, I'll be satisfied..."There are also people who speculate with a sense of crisis.

"Yes, yes, I've heard that those girls grew up on horseback, and we girls are all pampered young ladies...... Although I play every year, it's just for fun......" More pessimists shook their heads and sighed, looking like they couldn't bear to watch the game.

After the emperor and the princes and nobles of the Kipchak Khanate sat in the Baojin Building, and everyone shouted long live, the team members of both sides entered.

The girls with all the pigment white and gold thread jerseys rode a slightly smaller jujube red horse in turn, waving wooden painted sticks in their hands, and they all dressed up as men, with a unique delicate flavor in their heroic posture.

There was a round of applause at the scene.

The girls blushed with excitement and shyness. Fine sweat oozed from the tip of the Jingyang County Lord's nose, and his hand clutched the ball tightly to relieve the excitement in his heart.

The women of the Kipchak Khanate appeared on tall horses, all dressed in royal blue tights, outlining concave and convex lines, revealing round, strong arms, which attracted the attention of all the men present, and the women shyly turned their eyes away.

The cheering group of the Kipchak Khanate burst into loud cheers.

In front of the Pojin Tower, he met with the emperor, and the emperor and the prince of the Kipchak Khanate, who were the main court, made a humble concession to each other, and finally decided that the emperor would kick off.

The emperor changed his clothes and rode a horse to the field, and the Jiaofang band on call in front of Baojin Tower immediately exerted their strength to play "Liangzhou Song".

For a while, the drums and cymbals sounded in unison, and the sound of Jin Ge's iron horse suddenly appeared, which only made people's blood boil.

"Your Majesty, please tee off!" With a bright shout from the ball, the emperor swung the ball and made a beautiful arc, knocking the mahogany ball kneeling in the hand of the horse-mounted chamberlain into the middle of the field.

The women's coquettish shouts suddenly sounded, the sound of horses' hooves was chaotic, and I saw the figures in the field like butterflies, everyone rode horses to fight, the cane danced like the waning moon, and the red ball flew like a meteor.

The sound of the drums on the sidelines of the field closely followed the situation in the field, and was intertwined with the shouts around them.

Everyone sitting on the upper floor of Baojin concentrated on watching, the emperor is down, these concubines and palace ladies are also polo lovers, especially the lady concubine, as one of the best masters, her eyes are even better staring at the field, and her mouth keeps explaining and commenting on everyone.

"This is Jingyang, right?" She looked at it. While saying, "Okay, this kid is nimble, why don't I remember that she hit?" ”

"She's been beaten, but she hasn't played the whole game.," the familiar concubines laughed.

At this time, the drums were beating urgently, and I saw that the home team led by the lord of Jingyang County had approached the opponent's goal.

"Jingyang! Catch! "The passer swings the ball high and sends the red ball over.

The county lord of Jingyang didn't look back when he heard the sound, he had eyes behind him, raised his hand to reach out and waved his cane, accompanied by the sound of drums that made a big bang in an instant, and the red ball responded to the door.

Killing the drum and three links, the county lord of Jingyang waved the ball, and he had long forgotten the reservedness that the girl should have, and he was almost crying with excitement.

The applause came one after another.

"Okay, Jingyang!" Qi Baofeng, who was in charge of the guard, finally applauded her without hesitation.

Everyone watching the battle upstairs in Baozu also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Not bad, not bad." changed his outfit again, but the prince, who was still bejeweled, nodded with a smile, and habitually took off a wide bracelet, "Come on, reward the top!" ”

The away team was so generous, and the emperor was naturally not stingy, so the chamberlain stood in front of the building with a tray and shouted his reward.

The county lord of Jingyang couldn't hide his excitement and waved the ball three times.

Strength is money, and that's true!

The excitement of the winning girls didn't last long. They were soon overtaken by the women of the Kipchak Khanate, who had the advantage in height.

Towards halftime, their ponies were visibly squeezed in front of the opponent's big horses, and the scramble was a little overwhelming.

"Jingyang, catch the ball." The passer made a successful pass with almost all the effort he needed.

The county lord of Jingyang urged the horse to catch up, and just when he raised his hand and was about to touch the wooden ball, the pony under him suddenly bent his legs, and the county lord of Jingyang, who was caught off guard, turned over.

The audience burst into exclamations!

The loss is that the county lord of Jingyang reacted quickly, and rolled away with his head in a bit of embarrassment, so as to avoid being stepped on by the horse.

Sure enough, there is no good luck...

The county lord of Jingyang, who was helped off the field, had tears in his eyes, and he bit his lower lip and did not speak.

The imperial physicians in the palace immediately checked for her. Fortunately, there was no major problem, but the palm of the hand was scratched, and the nose was scraped and oozing blood.

"Dead horse... Dead horse... Damn the horse..."The county lord of Jingyang stomped his feet and said in unison.

Why did it fall well? The horse limped down.

"You didn't have a test ride? Didn't I let you try it! Qi Baofeng complained loudly, regretting the missed scoring opportunity.

Someone stabbed her.

"No one wants to be like this...."The girls comforted the county lord of Jingyang one after another.

"Can you still play?" At present, this is what they are most concerned about, and it is also what the emperor is most concerned about.

"Yes!" Looking at the attendant who came to inquire, the county lord of Jingyang stood up and said, grabbed the ball and waved it a few times.

A fine layer of sweat broke out on her forehead instantly, and it hurt.

"Your Majesty, it's fine, just a little sprain." The imperial physicians replied respectfully to the emperor.

It was the hand that was holding the ball that was sprained, and this had a great impact, the emperor frowned.

"Are there any alternate shooters?" The emperor asked.

The officials in charge looked at each other and hesitated to report the names of several people.

The lady concubine on the side immediately shook her head, "No, they can't do it," said this, gritting her teeth, "Your Majesty, I'll go." ”

After all, it's the imperial concubine... But now there was no other way, and the emperor was about to speak, when he heard someone preaching outside.

"The doorman of the doorman's family, Men Xulan, asks to play."

Didn't you say sick? Everyone present was a little surprised, and they all stood up and looked downstairs, only to see a slender daughter coming out of a brown and red pony.

She looked upstairs and flicked the ball in her hand to scoop up the wooden balls that had tumbled on the ground.

How can a skillful boy be shy, and the jade saddle is soft at the beginning of the willow waist.

Everyone sounded at the same time, describing the Northern Song Dynasty concubine Cui Xiuyi, a famous polo master.

"Your Majesty, please forgive Menxulan for being late." Menxulan jumped off his horse and saluted.

Her voice was hoarse with an obvious serious illness, and she raised her head, her face was not pink, but with a sickly paleness.

is wearing a sassy men's outfit, and anyone who sees it can't help but feel pity in their hearts.

"Miss Xulan, don't force it." The emperor frowned slightly and said softly.

"Xu Lan, thank you for your care. Xulan died and lived up to his holy hope! Menxulan bowed her head again.

It's just a ball, what a dead or alive! Just pretend! The eyes of the county lord of Jingyang were on fire.

"Your Majesty, I can still play!" The county lord of Jingyang hurriedly raised his hand and shouted, standing beside Menxulan without flinching.

Men Xulan raised her eyes slightly, and a hint of a smile appeared on her lips.

"You're out of luck," she whispered.

The county lord of Jingyang snorted, sneered, raised his chin, and said in a low voice: "Then I want to see what kind of good luck you have!" ”。

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