"Qiqige, my thirteenth brother is the number one warrior in the world, now you have nothing to say!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled extremely brightly.

Looking at the rising sun that staggered up from the ground and wanted to enter but was stopped, Qige only felt that his heart was about to break.

On the side, Yang Jingting was still in a state of shock.

She couldn't have imagined that Zhu Jinghong, who usually has no proper shape, would be so brave and domineering.

Such a heroic and heroic person, wouldn't it be ...... Thinking of this, Yang Jingting blushed unconsciously.

Shi Xiangyun, who was also looking at the field, also sighed sincerely at this moment: "It is said that under the fame, it is actually difficult to deserve, and I will see it today...... Fang knows that the Thirteenth Master is really a hero! ”

When he said this, Shi Xiangyun only had admiration in his eyes, after all, Zhu Jinghong was winning glory for the Ming Dynasty, which was equivalent to using his advantages to be useful.

Unlike the shock of several girls, Baochai was obviously calmer, only because she had experienced more shocking things before.

Not everyone has experienced a life-and-death crisis, and even fewer people have seen Zhu Jinghong chop people like chopping vegetables, compared to that, they are all pediatrics at the moment.

"You're there...... How could Da Ming lose! Baochai said secretly.

The emperor and queen on the side are in a different scene at this moment.

When the emperor was laughing, Yang Qingyin hung his heart in his throat, for fear that his baby son would have an accident.

"This kid...... Like me! ”

Listening to the emperor's laughter, Yang Qingyin poured cold water and said: "I think that when I came to Your Majesty, I also had such a feat!" ”

"It's all pretty much the same...... It's pretty much the same! Zhu Xianming hid his embarrassment.

Besides, in the field, as the rising sun was thrown off the horse, the morale of the Ming side was high, and it scored several goals in a row.

By the end of the first half, the score had been six to two, which was not an ordinary difference.

Dzungar has to rely on the second half to pull it back, and the possibility is basically equal to zero, so the result of this game is already doomed.

After the two sides left, the riders of Daming surrounded Zhu Jinghong, and the words of praise were continuous.

And Zhu Jinghong went everywhere, whether he knew it or not, whether it was the Ming Dynasty or foreign envoys, they all cheered Zhu Jinghong.

The current warm situation reminds Zhu Jinghong of the "World Cup" in his previous life, but the scale is not large at the moment.

Unlike the cheers Zhu Jinghong received, the Dzungar people on the other side who had withdrawn gloomily were all dejected at the moment.

"Sunrise, what's the matter with you?" Battle grabbed him by the collar.

Grabbed by the neckline again, Rising Sun only felt extremely humiliated, so he pushed Battelle away with all his might, making the latter unbelievable for a while.

"You're crazy!"

Battle scolded loudly, he was the son of Dzungar Khan, how dare Rising Sun push him.

Rising Sun didn't speak, he looked for a place to sit down, he was thrown off the horse and injured his muscles and bones, and now his back was in excruciating pain.

If it weren't for the fear of being ridiculed by outsiders, he would have left to find a doctor.

At this moment, he is holding on with all his might, completely to protect the face of Dzungaria.

"Are you okay?" Nari Song stepped forward to ask, and he found that Rising Sun was doing something wrong.

Enduring the severe pain, Rising Sun replied: "My lord, I just fell off the horse, and my sternum should be broken!" ”

"Can't get on?"

When he asked this, he was embarrassed, because he was seriously injured.

Rising Sun replied honestly: "I can't even move now!" ”

"Then we're not going to lose!" Battle stepped forward and asked.

Knowing that Rising Sun was seriously injured, the anger in his heart disappeared.

"We've lost!" Nari Song replied helplessly.

Rising Sun Gan said very solemnly: "That thirteenth master, if he really has the courage of ten thousand people, we despise him!" ”

Only by facing Zhu Jinghong can we truly feel its horror, Rising Sun has been completely convinced, and there is no longer half of pride.

"Rising Sun, you are my first warrior in Dzungaria!" Battle angrily reminded.

Hearing this, Rising Sun only showed a wry smile, a name he only felt ridiculous now.

While everyone was silent, time flew by, and the bell rang for the start of the second half.

The momentum on the Ming side was high, but the Junggar side was gloomy, so that everyone on the scene knew the result of the game.

In fact, it is true that the entire second half of the game is equivalent to Daming pressing Dzungaria.

From beginning to end, Dzungaria did not score a single goal, but Daming's side scored seven, and the final score was thirteen to two.

Listening to the ringing of the bell, Zhu Xianming was already laughing.

"I'll just say it...... Old Thirteen, this kid is good, he didn't disappoint me! ”

Hearing the emperor's praise like this, Yang Qingyin was not too happy.

The sixth child, who was still a prince back then, was also repeatedly praised in this way, and finally became the current "virtuous king" character, and launched an impact on the position of the monarchs.

In the past six months, the emperor has praised the old thirteen many times, as if the events of the year were being staged, and Yang Qingyin was not worried.

But when she thought about it, as a bastard like Lao Thirteen, he didn't have the appearance of a prince, so she didn't have to worry too much.

Maybe I'm thinking too much...... Yang Qingyin thought so.

"Ten years of orthodoxy, the Holy Birthday polo match, this is the end...... This round of Daming wins! ”

As the ceremonial officials chanted, most of the people at the scene cheered, and no one cared about the Dzungar people who had left the scene in a gloomy way.

Throwing the stick to the guard next to him, Zhu Jinghong stretched out his hands to bathe in glory, and his expression was much calmer than that of other players.

Looking at Zhu Jinghong in the crowd, Prince Zhu Jingyuan sighed, this is a scene he can't envy.

Since he was a child, he has hardly accomplished a commendable thing, let alone bathed in glory like in front of him and enjoyed the admiration of thousands of people.

"Thirteenth brother, much stronger than me!" Zhu Jingyuan sighed.

Thinking that Zhu Jinghong had a good relationship with him, Zhu Jingyuan was much more relieved, and such a good relationship had to be enveloped.

In fact, Zhu Jingyuan, who was sitting on the other side, was thinking similar to the prince at the moment.

not only envied Zhu Jinghong's ability, but also hoped to win him over.

Perhaps because of their hearts, the two brothers, who were not far apart, looked at each other at the same time, and then turned their heads with a cold snort.

This time the big competition won the first place, and the court will naturally be rewarded.

As the first place, the members of the Ming team were given swords, these swords are carefully crafted by the war bureau, which can be described as gorgeous and extravagant, and can be used as heirlooms.

After the Ming team received the reward, they were followed by the Dzungars in second place, and they were also given swords according to the system, but they were inferior in terms of regulations.

Then there was third place, and then fourth place......

There is a lot of excitement here to receive the award, but Zhu Jinghong is not among them, because he really doesn't need it.

At this moment, he has come to the bottom of the viewing tower and is walking up the steps.

However, just around the corner, a beautiful shadow shot at a rapid pace and collided with Zhu Jinghong, who turned and went upstairs.

Fortunately, in this fight, he moved neatly, thinking that it was a thin bottom, he raised his hand to block, and just grabbed his chest with both hands.

Even if his personality is as cheerful as his character, he was pinched by Zhu Jinghong's hands at this moment, and he couldn't help but be stunned in place, and he didn't know how to deal with himself for a while.

Zhu Jinghong was also stunned.

"You ......"

Qi Qige wanted to scold, but Zhu Jinghong rubbed her and made her unable to speak, so she instinctively wanted Zhu Jinghong to kick out.

However, the next moment, the leg she kicked out was hugged by Zhu Jinghong again, and the posture of the two at the moment was even stranger.

(End of chapter)