Polo, polo, playing on horseback.
Jia Cong is quite proficient in riding a horse, but he really doesn't understand how to play ball on a horse.
In order not to embarrass himself in front of Sister Lin, he pulled the Fourth Prince Liu Hong to a corner the next day after being slapped with a ruler, and asked in a low voice: "Fourth Brother, can you play polo?"
Liu Hong raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said modestly: "I understand a little, I understand a little!"
"Understand a little bit? It seems that fourth brother is extremely proficient."
After these days of contact, Jia Cong finally figured out the temperament of this royal nobleman. He bowed his hands and said, "I hope my fourth brother will teach me the art of polo!"
"It's easy to say, but..."
Liu Hong hurriedly helped the little fat man up and asked doubtfully: "Why do you think of playing polo? How can playing polo be as interesting as hunting?"
Jia Cong had no choice but to invite the eldest princess of Deqing to everyone in the capital and briefly talked about her visit to the polo club.
Liu Hong's eyes lit up when he heard that all the noble ladies in the capital were attending the meeting.
It's not that he is a womanizer, it's just that he wants to take a look at his future princess.
He couldn't leave the palace easily on weekdays, but this polo match was a good opportunity. Is it normal for a grandson to accompany his grandmother out of the palace to attend her aunt's birthday party, drop by to see the polo club, and accidentally run into his future wife?
Well, nothing wrong!
"Fourth brother? Fourth brother? What are you thinking about? Why is your face so red?"
Ahem...
Liu Hong coughed twice, changed the subject and said, "Well, let's go to the school field and I will teach you how to play polo."
The palace campus is on the east side of the three main halls, and there was originally a small garden in the large open space on the south side of the Arrow Pavilion.
During the Zhaowu period, the martial emperor ordered that all the flowers and plants be cleared away and a large school field built. On weekdays, horse racing and archery were held, and military parades were also held from time to time.
Mr. Habayashi sent several good horses, and Liu Hong took Jia Cong on horseback for a few laps on the school field. After carefully observing Jia Cong's riding, Liu Hong began to teach polo skills.
After the small court meeting, His Majesty the Emperor had just finished arguing with the people from the Sixth Cabinet Department, and was about to go to Longshou Palace to ask for advice on some obscure matters. As soon as he passed Jingyun Gate, he heard many people in the school grounds not far away. cheer.
He led Xia Shouzhong and several other palace officials across the arrow pavilion, and saw his son taking Jia Cong on horseback with two Yulin Langs in the school grounds. The polo stick in his hand was waved from time to time, and the small polo ball flew up. fall……
There was another burst of cheers, and the more than ten imperial soldiers and palace people who were watching cheered for the fourth prince who scored. Liu Hong raised his club high and walked around the field confidently, cheering with everyone.
Liu Heng looked at such a sunny and confident son, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and sighed: "It's great to be young!"
"Your Majesty, this was also the case back then. Even when the old prince and Uncle Rong En joined forces, they lost to you and the Thirteenth Master."
Xia Shouzhong flattered him without leaving a trace: "My polo skills were taught by the emperor himself."
Liu Heng looked down at his protruding belly, patted it and said with a smile, "I haven't moved much in the past few years. I'm afraid I'm very rusty..."
"Father, are you coming to play polo?"
On the bare school grounds, the royal driver is extremely conspicuous.
Jia Cong reminded the excited Liu Hong. The two looked at each other and smiled, then dismounted and greeted him. Liu Hong raised the polo club in his hand and invited the emperor, who was obviously interested in making a move. ….
Sure enough, Liu Heng felt itchy in his heart when he saw his son's heroic appearance. As a result, the emperor took a Yulinlang and started a game with the team composed of Liu Hong and Jia Cong.
Not to mention, His Majesty the Emperor's level is really high. Even though he was a little rusty after not holding the pole for a long time, he still defeated the unconvinced Liu Hong and the rookie Jia Cong from Novice Village after a brief familiarity.
A hearty polo match lasted for more than half an hour. Jia Cong felt pain from the friction in his crotch, and Liu Hong also felt that his hands and feet were getting weak. The two of them slumped on the chair and refused to get up.
His Majesty the Emperor, who had beaten his junior, seemed to feel the pleasure of torturing the food. He looked down at Liu Hong and Jia Cong, who were slumped on the chair and had no strength, and said with disdain: "You guys are really powerless. Look at me... …”
Liu Heng danced with the polo pole in his hand.
He shouted and said disdainfully: "I can fight for another two 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!"
Boom!
Liu Heng angrily hit the little fat man on the head and told Xia Shouzhong: "Go and have someone prepare a hot medicinal bath and throw these two boys in..."
News in the palace spread no slower than in teahouses and restaurants in the capital. When Jia Cong and Liu Hong were soaking in the bathtub, news had spread throughout the harem.
There have been several ridiculous versions of Jia Cong's identity, such as the illegitimate son raised by His Majesty the Emperor under Jia She's knees, the grandson raised by the saint in the house of his old friend Jia Daishan...
Anyway, there are all kinds of strange rumors, and without exception they all talk about the degree of favor that the little fat man has in the palace.
"Your Majesty, the third master's popularity in the palace is almost surpassing that of several of the emperor's grandsons."
Jia Yuanchun, who was dressed in light-colored palace clothes, had a smile on his face after hearing the news from Baoqin.
She asked the palace servants to go to the small kitchen to pack several plates of the snacks that had just been made in the morning, and said to Baoqin: "Send these snacks to the front and hand them to Eunuch Xia personally. His Majesty did not take a few bites before going to court. After playing polo for so long, I may be hungry. It’s still some time before lunch, so I need to rest my stomach first.”
Baoqin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is still thoughtful, I will send it over right away."
With that said, she took the two young eunuchs and walked towards the Qianqing Palace carrying a big food box.
Yuanchun stared at the blooming flowers outside the window with a smile on his lips.
The Jia family became more and more prosperous, Brother Cong was favored by two generations of emperors, and his position in the palace became more and more stable.
These days, the emperor stayed at Fengzao Palace more times than the other concubines put together. Although she is jealous of others, the struggle in the harem will lead to retreat if she does not advance.
It is mediocre not to be envied by others. As long as Jia's family remains prosperous, she, the head of the four concubines, will not be disliked.
Yuanchun touched his flat belly and sighed slightly. Then he stood up and said, "Pack another box of snacks and follow me to Cining Palace."
The wind in the palace never stops. When Yuanchun's sedan chair passed by 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 knelt down and performed the Wanfu salute. Several palace officials behind him also bowed down. ….
"I would like to pay my respects to the Concubine Xian!"
"Wish you good luck, good concubine!"
Although Yuanchun hated the Zhou family very much, she had long learned to hide her emotions after staying in the palace for so many years.
She smiled and raised her hand to support her: "Sister, there's no need to be polite, get up quickly."
Zhou Guiren lowered his head, suppressing his jealousy and unwillingness in his heart, and his face was full of respect.
After a few perfunctory words with Yuanchun, he watched Yuanchun leave in a sedan chair.
Zhou Guiren looked at the soft sedan chair going away, and suddenly asked in a low voice to the palace maid beside him: "Cuiping, when do you think I can get on the soft sedan chair?"
Cuiping looked around alertly and whispered back: "Don't be anxious, little master. When you successfully give birth to the prince, what about Fengzao Palace? Even the one in Yikun Palace has to give face to the empress..."
…
His Majesty, Xu Shi, had tasted the addiction of abusing vegetables. After beating up two juniors that day, he called his two sons and Jia Cong every now and then, and the four of them formed teams to "fight" on the school field.
A little tired, but Jia Cong's skills are getting better and better. The professor taught several girls in the house and became even more comfortable.
By June 18th, Daiyu, Tanchun, and Xiangyun were already able to trot, swing and hit the ball. On the contrary, Yingchun was obviously not good at such strenuous exercise and could only ride on the horse and walk around slowly.
As for Xichun, she lay on the bamboo couch under the shade of a tree, eating and sleeping. Even if the school was noisy, she could still meet Duke Zhou in her dreams.
On the evening of June 16th, it rained heavily.
There was finally a hint of coolness in the hot season. Jia Cong returned from the palace. As soon as he put on dry clothes, he saw his second brother Jia Lian coming to see him.
The two brothers were sitting outside the corridor. Jia Lian handed over an opened letter: "Read it first..."
Jia Cong took out the letter and read it doubtfully.
This letter was sent by Xue Pan from Yongping Mansion. During these days, he had been following the housekeeper at home to deal with the Gyeonggi shops. When he arrived at Shanhaiguan, he met his uncle Wang Ziteng who was patrolling Jiubian.
After Jia Cong finished reading this letter, which was full of complaints and worries, he sighed and asked, "What do you think, second brother?"
"Due to the Japanese pirates invading the capital at the end of last year, the palace suspended the election. Originally, my father had already informed the Ministry of Rites and crossed out cousin Xue's name, but Wang Ziteng unexpectedly started the election of the prince again this autumn. Concubine’s idea is really something I didn’t expect.”
It turns out that after Wang Ziteng met his nephew Xue Pan in Shanhaiguan, he proposed to send Baochai to the palace to be selected as the 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 concubines. Even if you can't be a concubine, you can still be a waiter with no status.
However, Xue Pan was obviously reluctant to send Baochai into the palace. But he couldn't resist the pressure from his uncle Wang Ziteng, so he had to resort to procrastination and quickly deliver the letter back to Beijing.
He did not tell his mother, Mrs. Xue and Baochai, but asked Jia She for help.
"Uncle Wang of ours has really become a habit of selling his nieces. Will he want to take advantage of the third sister next? Haha, how embarrassing!"
Jia Cong looked at his second brother, whose skin was much rougher, and asked doubtfully, "Dad should have already had an idea. Did he tell you what to do?"
Jia Lian raised his hand and rubbed the little fat man's head and winked at him: "Didn't you read the sentence at the end of the letter? Turn over, there is another paragraph."
Um?
Jia Cong turned over the letter and discovered that there was another paragraph: Rather than being influenced by my uncle one after another, it is better to marry my sister to brother Cong...
Cough cough cough cough...
Jia Cong's eyes widened as he choked on his saliva. He couldn't believe that Xue Pan would write such impatient words in his letter.
"Are you kidding? Sister Bao is more than four years older than me..."
Jia Cong blushed and said, "Besides, I am already engaged to Sister Lin, and the marriage was granted by the palace. How can I marry someone else?"
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