Polo polo, playing on horseback.

Jia Cong is quite proficient in horseback riding, but he really doesn't understand how to play on horseback.

In order not to be embarrassed in front of Sister Lin, on the second day, after he was beaten by the ring ruler, he pulled the fourth prince Liu Hong into the corner and asked in a low voice, "Fourth brother, do you know how to play polo?"

The corners of Liu Hong's mouth rose slightly, and he said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little!"

"Understand? It seems that the fourth brother is extremely proficient."

After coming into contact these days, Jia Cong figured out the character of this royal nobleman, and bowed his hand and said, "I hope that the fourth brother will teach me the art of polo!"

"It's easy to say, but it's ......."

Liu Hong hurriedly picked up the little fat man and asked suspiciously, "Why do you think of playing polo?" What's so fun about playing polo as hunting?"

Jia Cong had no choice but to talk about the matter of the eldest princess of Deqing inviting people in Beijing to go to the polo club.

When Liu Hong heard that all the nobles in Beijing were going to the meeting, his eyes lit up.

It's not that he's a good woman, it's that he wants to take a look at his future princess.

On weekdays, he can't get out of the palace easily, and this polo club is a good opportunity. When a grandson accompanies his grandmother out of the palace to attend his aunt's birthday banquet, he goes to see a polo club and accidentally bumps into his future wife, right?

Well, no problem!

"Fourth brother? Fourth brother? What are you thinking? Why is your face so red?"

Ahem......

Liu Hong coughed lightly, changed the topic and said, "In this way, then let's go to the school field, and I'll teach you how to play polo."

The school field of the palace is on the east side of the three major halls, and there was a small garden in the large open space on the south side of the arrow pavilion.

During the Zhaowu period, the martial Emperor Taishang ordered to level the flowers and plants, built a school field with a small area, ran horses and archery on weekdays, and from time to time also had an addiction to military parades.

Yu Linlang sent several good horses, and Liu Hong took Jia Cong to ride a few laps in the school yard first, and after carefully observing Jia Cong's riding, he began to teach polo.

After the small court meeting, His Majesty the Emperor had just finished arguing with the people of the six cabinets, and was about to go to the Longshou Palace to ask a few things that he couldn't understand, when he heard many people cheering in the school field not far away just after Jingyun Gate.

He took Xia Shouzhong and a few other palace people to cross the Arrow Pavilion, only to see his son in the school field with Jia Cong, and two Yu Linlang riding horses, the polo stick in his hand waved from time to time, and the small polo ball flew up and down......

There was another burst of cheers, and the onlookers of more than ten forbidden soldiers and palace people cheered for the four princes who scored the goal, Liu Hong raised the club high, confidently and high-spirited around the field, and cheered with everyone.

Liu Heng looked at such a sunny and confident son, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he sighed, "It's good to be young!"

"The emperor was like this back then, even the old prince teamed up with Rong Enbo, and he also lost to you and the thirteenth master."

Xia Shouzhong patted the horse's ass without a trace: "The master's polo skills are still taught by the emperor himself."

Liu Heng looked down at his somewhat protruding belly, patted it and said with a smile: "I haven't moved much in the past few years, I'm afraid it's very rusty......

"Father, are you here to play polo?"

The bare school field is extremely conspicuous.

Jia Cong reminded Liu Hong, who was excited, and the two looked at each other and smiled, and dismounted to greet him. Liu carried forward the polo stick in Yang's hand and invited the emperor, who was obviously intent on moving. ….

Sure enough, when Liu Heng saw his son's heroic appearance, his heart would have been itching for a long time. So, the emperor took a Yu Linlang and opened a game with a team composed of Liu Hong and Jia Cong.

Not to mention, His Majesty the Emperor's level is really high, because he has not been in charge for a long time and is slightly rusty, and after a short period of familiarity, he beat Liu Hong, who was not convinced, and Jia Cong, a rookie in the novice village.

A hearty polo game lasted for more than half an hour. Jia Cong felt the pain of rubbing under his crotch, and Liu Hong also felt that his hands and feet were weak, and both of them were paralyzed on the chair and were reluctant to get up.

His Majesty the Emperor, who had beaten the juniors, seemed to feel the refreshment of abusing vegetables, looked down at Liu Hong and Jia Cong, who were slumped in the chair and had no strength, and said, "You guys, you are really powerless. Look at my ......."

Liu Heng danced the polo stick in his hand

Loud, disdainfully said, "I can fight for two more hours!"

Jia Cong was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes, and muttered, "The emperor is mighty, long live the emperor, the emperor is invincible in the world!"

Boom!

Liu Heng knocked on the little fat man's brain angrily, and instructed Xia Shouzhong, "Go and ask someone to prepare a hot water medicated bath and throw these two boys in......

The news in the palace spread no slower than the teahouse restaurant in the capital, and when Jia Cong and Liu Hong soaked in the bathtub, the news had spread throughout the harem.

There have long been several ridiculous versions of Jia Cong's identity, what is the illegitimate son of His Majesty the Emperor raised under Jia Yu's knees, and the grandson of the saint raised by his old friend Jia Daishan's mansion......

Anyway, there are all kinds of strange rumors, without exception, all of them are talking about the degree of favor of the little fat man in the palace.

"Niangniang, the third master's degree of favor in the palace is almost overpowering several imperial grandchildren."

Jia Yuanchun, who was dressed in a light-colored palace dress, listened to the news from Baoqin, with a smile between his eyebrows.

She instructed the palace people to go to the small kitchen to put a few plates of dim sum that had just been made in the morning, and said to Baoqin, "You send these dim sum to the front and hand them to Grandpa Xia with your own hands. His Majesty hadn't eaten a few bites before going to court, and he had played polo for so long, so he was hungry. It's still a while before lunch, so let's pad my stomach first."

Baoqin narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "It's still thoughtful, and the slave will send it over."

As she spoke, she took the two little eunuchs and walked towards the direction of the Qianqing Palace with a big food box.

Yuan Chun stared at the flowers blooming outside the window, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The Jia family is becoming more and more prosperous, and Brother Cong is even more favored by two generations of emperors, and his position in the palace is becoming more and more stable.

These days, the emperor stayed in Fengzao Palace more often than the other concubines combined. Although he is too jealous, the struggle in this harem will not advance or retreat.

is not envied by others, as long as the Jia family is prosperous, she, the head of the four concubines, will not be disliked.

Yuan Chun touched his flat abdomen and sighed slightly. Then he got up and ordered, "Go and pack another box of dim sum, and go to Cining Palace with the main palace."

The wind in the palace never stops, and when Yuan Chun's soft sedan chair passed through Chuxiu Palace, he met Zhou Guiren who had just returned from Cining Palace.

A trace of jealousy and unwillingness flashed in Zhou Guiren's eyes, and he curtsied his knees and made a blessing salute, and several palace people behind him also bowed down. ….

"Concubine to Concubine Xian, please be safe!"

"Virtuous Concubine Niangniang Wan Fu Jin'an!"

Although Yuan Chun is extremely disgusted with the Zhou family, she has been in the palace for so many years and has long learned to hide her emotions.

She smiled and raised her hand to help: "Sister doesn't need to be polite, get up quickly."

Zhou Guiren lowered his head, suppressing jealousy and unwillingness in his heart, and his face was full of respect.

After a few perfunctory words with Yuan Chun, he watched Yuan Chun's soft sedan leave.

Zhou Guiren looked at the soft sedan chair in the distance, and suddenly whispered to the palace maid beside him and asked, "Cuiping, when do you say I can sit in the soft sedan chair?"

Cui Ping looked around vigilantly, and whispered back, "Little master, don't worry, when you give birth to the prince successfully, what about Fengzao Palace?" Even the one from Yikun Palace has to give face to the mother......

……

His Majesty the Emperor Xu has tasted the addiction of abusing vegetables, and since he beat the two juniors on this day, he has called his two sons and Jia Cong every once in a while, and the four of them have formed a team to "fight" on the school field.

Tired is tired, but Jia Cong's ball skills are getting better and better. The professor brought up a few girls in the house, and he was even more handy.

As of June 18, Daiyu, Tanchun, and Xiangyun were already able to beat their horses and trot and swing ball, but Yingchun was obviously not good at such strenuous exercises, so they could only walk around slowly on horses.

As for cherishing spring, lying on the bamboo couch under the shade of the tree, in addition to eating and sleeping, even if the school is noisy, she can still meet Zhou Gong in her dreams.

On the evening of June 16, it rained heavily.

The hot season finally had a hint of coolness, Jia Cong returned from the palace, and as soon as he changed into dry clothes, he saw his second brother Jia Lian coming to him.

The brothers sat outside the corridor, and Jia Lian handed over an open letter: "You take a look first......

Jia Cong took out the letter paper and looked at it suspiciously.

This letter was sent by Xue Pan from Yongping Mansion, and he has been following the housekeeper to deal with the affairs of the Gyeonggi shop during this time. When he arrived at Shanhaiguan, he met his uncle Wang Ziteng, who was patrolling the nine sides.

After reading the letter, which was full of complaints and worries, Jia Cong sighed and asked, "What do you think of the second brother?"

"At the end of last year, because of the invasion of Gyeonggi by the Japanese invaders, the palace suspended the small election. Originally, my father had already greeted the Ministry of Rites and crossed out Cousin Xue's name, but Wang Ziteng actually came up with the idea of choosing a concubine for the prince this autumn, which I really didn't expect."

It turned out that after Wang Ziteng met his nephew Xue Pan in Shanhaiguan, he proposed to send Baochai into the palace to run for the crown princess.

Of course, it is impossible to be a concubine. However, the fourth prince is almost the only candidate for the crown prince of the East Palace, in addition to the main concubine, there are also two side concubines. Even if you can't be a side concubine, you can choose a waiter with few names.

However, for sending Baochai into the palace, Xue Pan was obviously reluctant. But he couldn't resist the pressure of his uncle Wang Ziteng at all, so he had to take the trick of procrastination and send the letter back to Beijing quickly.

He didn't tell his mother, Mrs. Xue and Baochai, about this, but begged Jia for amnesty.

"Our Uncle Wang has really become a habit of selling his niece, is the next step to fight the idea of the third sister? Oh, what a shame!"

Jia Cong looked at the second brother, whose skin was a lot rougher, and asked suspiciously, "Daddy should already have an idea, did he say how to do it?"

Jia Lian raised his hand and rubbed the little fat man's brain, squeezing his eyes at him: "Didn't you read the sentence at the end of the letter? Turn it over, and there's one more paragraph."

Well?

Jia Cong flipped through the letter, only to find that there was another paragraph: Instead of being beaten by my uncle one after another, it is better to marry my sister to Brother Cong......

cough cough cough cough ......

Jia Cong, who was choked with saliva, widened his eyes, and couldn't believe that Xue Pan would write such inconsequential words in the letter.

"What are you kidding? Sister Bao is more than four years older than me......

Jia Cong blushed and said, "Besides, I'm engaged to Sister Lin, and I'm still married in the palace, how can I marry someone else?"

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