The polo matter was settled, and Zhu Xianming's eyes glanced at the "answer sheet" on the coffee table.
When he picked it up and took a closer look, Yang Qingyin said at the side: "I read it all... but I wrote it all down silently!"
"Um!"
After a cursory look, Zhu Xianming put down the answer sheet and said nothing more.
Writing the first chapter of the Analects silently is not really a skill, so Zhu Xianming cannot praise him.
"In the future...we still need to study more!" Zhu Xianming said calmly.
"My son understands!"
"Get down!"
"yes!"
Zhu Jinghong walked out of the side hall, and the stone in his heart really fell.
When he walked to Zhu Yunsheng's writing desk and saw his sister writing furiously, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but laugh.
"Brother Thirteen, why are you staring at me? Do you want to give me some advice?" Zhu Yunsheng raised his head and asked.
This word "ye" is used very well. It is obvious that Zhu Yunsheng saw what Zhu Jinghong and Baochai were doing just now.
"Third sister... don't talk nonsense, how could I do such a thing!"
After saying this, Zhu Jinghong stepped aside, found a chair and sat down, and the hall returned to silence.
About half an hour later, Zhu Yunsheng finished writing and handed in the paper.
After submitting it to the Empress for review, her answer was quite good and she passed the test very smoothly.
It is a pity that Zhu Yunsheng himself was not praised, but Baochai and three others were praised, saying that it was their care that made the princess good.
"Dad... I also want to go to the polo match tomorrow!" Zhu Yunsheng pestered the emperor again.
Zhu Xianming said casually: "You are a girl, why are you joining in the fun?"
"Dad~~"
Zhu Yunsheng acted coquettishly, which really made the emperor a little unbearable, but he finally agreed.
As for the queen, she did not express her opinion. After all, Zhu Yunsheng performed well today, and she would not be too strict.
Sitting on the chair and looking at the three girls close to him, Zhu Jinghong said with a smile: "You guys will also go together and see how I kill everyone!"
It is strange to say that Baochai and the others are obviously Zhu Yunsheng's attendants, but they are all gathered around Zhu Jinghong at this moment.
"By the way, it wasn't said that the Shi family girl was going to the palace today. Has the time been changed?"
Just listen to Zhen Qin reply: "It's this afternoon!"
"I see!"
Just when he was planning to leave in the afternoon, the emperor on the throne suddenly said: "Old Thirteen... After lunch, you will go to Xiyuan to practice with us. We always need to get to know each other!" "
In fact, this is really not necessary. After all, Zhu Jinghong also goes to play from time to time and is very familiar with those people.
But since it was the emperor's order, how could Zhu Jinghong not go, so he agreed.
However, the next moment, Baochai asked in a low voice next to him: "If I can't see the Shi family girl in the afternoon, Master Thirteen will probably feel very uncomfortable!"
"Bao girl, what do you mean by this? I can't see you every day... That would be really uncomfortable!"
Zhu Jinghong's counterattack was much stronger than a simple explanation, and Baochai was left speechless.
However, this scene made Yang Jingting and Zhen Qin envious, and there was no doubt that they both felt sad.
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Besides, outside the imperial city, in a courtyard in the official residence area of the Ministry of Rites, the core personnel of the Junggar mission were sitting in a room at the moment.
The swelling on the face of Bater, the third prince of Junggar, has subsided, and his whole expression is a bit more sinister, which shows his endless hatred for Mingting.
"The leader of the Mingting polo team fell and was injured, and his strength must be greatly damaged. Tomorrow in front of the envoys from various countries, we will give Mingren a lesson!"
This time the Junggar envoys came to Beijing with the original intention of stabilizing the Ming Dynasty and buying time for themselves to grow further.
But in order to lead the trend and let more khanates join the "resistance" team, they had to set an example and try their best to lose face to the court.
This kind of contradictory thinking caused them to be inconsistent, and also caused the current situation.
According to the latest news, the Ming Dynasty is still continuing to transport grain and grass to the northwest. Apparently, the central court finally determined that there will always be a war in the northwest, so it will prepare for the war in advance.
Now that they have reached this point, the Junggar people don't have so many scruples, and naturally they will work hard to regain their face.
Of course, the Ming Dynasty has not yet increased its troops, which means that the war will not start in the short term, and how it will end is actually unknown.
"The Ming Dynasty is full of talents, but it is missing a team leader. It is not difficult to replace him!" said the mature and solemn Na Risong.
As the leader of the mission, he had to think more.
Of course, if Ming Ting could be suppressed in a football match, Risong would be happy to see it.
Battle was extremely dissatisfied and said: "Uncle, why do you always have the ambition of others!"
"It's not that I have other people's ambitions, but I want to show mercy to the enemy and never be careless. I want you to study more, you..."
Before Risong could finish what he said, Battle was already impatient and looked at Xurigan, who was silent.
"Brother Xurigan, you will definitely not be afraid of Mingren. Take our warriors... and humiliate them severely tomorrow!"
Xuriqian's eyes were firm and he solemnly replied: "I will do my best!"
At this moment, a clear female voice came from outside the door: "Brother Xurigan, you are our number one warrior in Junggar, you will definitely be able to defeat Mingren!"
She was a person of her own character. She was sent back not long after entering the palace. She only felt endless humiliation. Now she hates Mingting deeply.
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In the afternoon, when the teams were preparing for battle, Zhu Jinghong also appeared at the Xiyuan campus.
In this version of history, there are no ruins like Tumu Fort, and the Wuxun Group has been preserved, so the martial arts prevailed in the Ming Dynasty.
As a sport with military overtones, polo has been inherited and developed, and has not declined as it did in history.
The children of Wu Xun are physically strong, and have plenty of time and good horses. Naturally, they have developed superb skills. Now this group of people forms the team.
There are 20 people in the team, and they can be divided into two groups. They have also been practicing recently, and they serve as each other's substitutes.
Although they are substitutes for each other, the two teams are also divided into strengths and weaknesses. Now the stronger team is missing one player, and it is Zhu Jinghong who will make up for it.
Looking at the people who greeted him, Zhu Jinghong said bluntly: "Move the best horses here and strengthen my golf sticks. We must not discount them!"
As a strenuous sport, polo is all about running wildly, and reliable equipment is the most important thing.
"Report to the Thirteenth Master, things are ready!"
Zhu Jinghong nodded and said: "Then stop talking nonsense, let's practice it first and get familiar with each other!"
In fact, there is nothing familiar. After all, Zhu Jinghong comes here often, and now he is just looking for a feeling.
It has to be said that Zhu Jinghong is really talented in sports that test strength and skills. He swings the stick extremely dexterously and scores several goals in a short time, which attracts everyone's admiration.
The Xiyuan Stadium was bustling with excitement, and at this moment, at Kunning Palace, Shi Xiangyun walked into Kunning Gate under the leadership of his two aunts and Princess Nan'an.
After entering the palace gate, the four of them stopped at the foot of the steps outside the main hall, waiting to be summoned by Queen Yizhi.
After a few breaths, a palace maid came out and conveyed Yi's decree to Princess Nan'an, and the two first-grade imperial concubines went in, leaving Xiangyun outside.
Standing in the majestic palace, feeling the solemn atmosphere around him, even though Xiangyun has a cheerful and cheerful personality, he now feels sad in his heart.
Just when she was feeling heavy, a familiar voice appeared.
"Sister Yun, you are finally here!"
(End of chapter)
