The onlookers all gasped, it seemed that Wu Sansi was planning to use the topic on this little palace maid today, break the prince's face, and breathe a sigh of relief for the fact that his slave was shot. Someone has already peeked to see Li Dan's reaction, because on the day of the incident, it was Li Dan who was on duty in Jin Wuwei.

But Li Dan looked like he didn't care about himself, picked up a grape, and put it in his mouth calmly and elegantly.

You'an lowered his head and pondered, the method of splashing water must have been tried, the whole stadium will become muddy and difficult to walk, how can there be a sand without dust in the world...... His eyes swept over a few snacks on the table, and suddenly remembered that A-Niang had told her a way to make the dough puff pastry, and the sand and flour were somewhat similar.

She was sure in her heart, and said clearly: "The maid thinks that if you splash the ground with oil, it may be useful." She also kept another mind, water is cheap and oil is expensive, and she may not be able to find so much oil to splash for a while, so it is difficult to verify whether it has an effect.

Unexpectedly, Wu Sansi continued to say: "Then take oil from my house and try whether the method you said has any effect." ”

The attendant urged the horse back to his house, fetched several large barrels of tung oil, and sprinkled them on the sand. When the loose sand meets the oil, it quickly forms a whole piece, and the horse's hooves step on it, and the flying dust that was originally choking people is really much less.

Wu Sansi picked up his own moon battle, knocked it on the ground a few times, suddenly pulled You'an's collar, and threw her straight to the court like a chicken: "It's easy to use or not, how do you know if you don't play the last game." The method is what you say, you hold the plank, as long as either side scores a goal and makes the game decide, this method is considered to work. ”

He looked around: "I don't know who would like to try this improved course with me?" ”

As soon as the words came out, even Li Xian, who had always wanted to stay out of the matter, couldn't help but change his face. Polo scramble fiercely, injuries or fatalities in the game, are common, last year in the Shangyuan Festival Moon Lantern Pavilion starts, someone hit the opponent in the face with a pump, on the spot to waste an eye.

Wu Sansi's meaning is clear, he wants to send this little palace maid down and vent his anger for his domestic servant.

Li Xian couldn't help but provoke him three times and twice in person, "Teng" stood up, and was about to speak, but his arm was held down. Li Dan stood up slowly, and the gold buckle on his collar flashed: "It's just a trial, I'll accompany my cousin." ”

Yu'an's mind was buzzing, and she couldn't tell whether it was the sound of horses' hooves or the voice of a servant, and someone had shoved the wooden board that was used as a goal into her hand, and the board was so heavy that she couldn't lift it, let alone dodge it.

Before she could distinguish the south, east, west, and northwest, someone had already thrown the wooden polo into the middle of the field, Wu Sansi waved the moon staff, and the polo drew an arc in the air, flying straight towards the top of You'an's head.

She dodged backwards and curled up the moment the ball flew on, curling up on the other side of the board. The polo was wrapped in anxious strength, and it smashed on the wooden board with a "bang", causing You'an's whole person to tremble.

The ball bone rolled away and landed at the feet of Li Dan, who came across the horse. Humans and horses are like dancing to the beat, making people hold their breath at a glance. Li Dan slowly bent down, and from the angle where You'an was, he could only see the slender shadow of his arm on the ground waving silently, and then he heard the sound of the wind coming from the polo balloon breaking through the air.

This time it was even more tricky than the ball played by Fang Cai Wu Sansi, and the wooden ball flew over in a swirling diagonal way, and there was no way to avoid it. There are timid palace maids who have closed their eyes.

In a hurry, You'an could only lie down on the spot like a puppy, raised his arms to protect his head, and could be treated wherever he was injured, and if he broke his head, he might die on the spot.

The ball flew diagonally and smashed into her right shoulder, causing a piercing pain. You'an vaguely heard the voices of two men talking not far overhead.

"What does Your Highness think of this oil field?"

"If you haven't decided the winner or loser in a game, how can you know what the field is like."

As soon as the words fell, there was the dull sound of the moon staff hitting the wooden ball.

There has always been an unclear rule for playing polo between nobles, if there is a royal family participating in the war, the first chip must be given to the most noble person on the field, and then the two sides can fight happily.

Although there are only two people on the field at the moment, no one will give in. Li Dan looked like he had repeatedly backed down, a "cousin", but he was ruthless under his hands.

You'an only felt like she was covered by a net, and she had nowhere to escape, but the hot pain on her shoulder reminded her that if she continued to fight like this, she would definitely become the first palace maid in Daming Palace to die on the polo field, either being stoned to death by a ball or being kicked to death by a horse.

She thought that if she stabbed the horse with a hairpin in her hair, perhaps this ridiculous contest would be stopped. Precious horses have always been much more expensive than human gold, and if they really hurt their horses, they will die when they end up on the field.

After a moment of stunned work, the ball had already arrived under Li Dan's horse. You'an only had time to see Li Dan show a faint smile, the ball had already flown straight over, she hurriedly shrank to dodge, the wooden ball flew against the top of her head, violently broke the bun on her head, and then smashed on the wooden board with a "dang" sound.

In a panic, I reached out and touched it again, and the hairpin had already flown away.