Under the eyes of Zhu Yuancun's earnest escort, Zhu Sijia walked back to Yan Xiu and really said a few kind words for Zhu Yuancun in front of him.
Yan Xiu suppressed Cai's anger and looked at Zhu Yuancun in the distance with a smile: "Oh? My brother-in-law can actually play polo. Didn't I hear King Yan say that he can't carry it on his shoulders or lift it with his hands?"
Zhu Sijia was startled, then hooked his long sleeves and waved: "Your Majesty is joking, how can a young master of this age be inactive by nature? What's more, Da Qin advocates martial ethics. If he can't even mount a horse and lift a gun, why not let him Is it generous to make people laugh?"
Yan Xiu looked calm: "That's right."
Why is the face of a person who was fine just now suddenly clouded over now?
There was nothing unusual about Yan Xiu's expression, but Zhu Sijia could still guess the king's heart from his deep, ice-tempered eyes.
He's definitely not happy right now.
Accompanying the emperor is like accompanying a tiger. The emperor's temperament is always uncertain. Zhu Sijia did not dare to say anything and could only serve him with all his heart.
Back in the tent, the autumn rain had not stopped outside, and Yan Xiu sat in front of the table and read ancient books.
Zhu Sijia gritted her teeth at the long table behind him, put a few more tea leaves into the cup, brewed it into a large cup of strong tea and drank it.
…
On the polo field, Zhu Yuancun got his wish and joined the Daqin Polo Team. Since all the main players had been determined, he only picked up the alternate.
It was enough for him to keep him happy for a while.
Ren He patted Zhu Yuancun on the shoulder: "Master Zhu, although you are Zhu Meiren's younger brother and the eldest son of Prince Yan, you are never recognized by your identity on the polo field. Don't blame me for striving for excellence."
Zhu Yuancun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "I will do whatever General Ren says!"
Only then did Ren He look at him approvingly.
After all, all the people participating in the polo match this time were from His Majesty's side. Not to mention Zhu Yuancun's embarrassing identity, he was afraid that the young master would not understand the rules on a whim and spoil the mood of others.
As lunch time approached, the rain stopped, and Ren He found a dry place to take the teenagers to rest for a while.
Yan Xing led a group of boys headed by Shi Yi to the polo ground, carrying food boxes one after another: "During this period, General Ren and you have worked hard day and night to serve the country. These are the king's wishes. I hope you will accept them." Down."
These days, the princes and ministers took turns sending all kinds of delicacies as greetings. Ren He and the others were not polite to him and happily accepted the food box from Prince Yi's Mansion.
What Ren Huai received was a secret roasted venison and spicy braised rice. He happily sat down next to Zhu Yuancun:
"Not to mention anything else, the craftsmanship of Prince Yi's Mansion is really good! It can actually make meat with different flavors! I have been out hunting during this period, and I almost vomited after eating meat every day."
Zhu Yuancun did not buy Yan Xing's blame. He stood up with a straight face and asked Ren He for instructions: "General Ren, I want to go practice by myself for a while, so there is no need for lunch."
Shiyi hurriedly stopped him: "Hey - why is Mr. Zhu here too? Don't you want to eat?"
Yan Xing turned around after hearing Shi Yi's words, and then found Zhu Yuancun in a crowd of people who had changed into a more powerful outfit.
Zhu Yuancun rolled his eyes at Master and Servant Yan Xing impatiently: "I don't have the luxury to accept the things from Prince Yi's Mansion."
Shiyi was just about to step forward to argue with him, but was stopped by Yan Xing: "That's all, let him go. It's normal for Mr. Yuancun to be angry with me."
Zhu Yuancun was angry because Yan Xing sent his own sister to another man's bed. What if he knew about it?
In the years since Zhu Sijia was away from Prince Yan's Mansion, Yan Xing and Zhu Siyi, whether publicly or privately, knew that Yan Xing and Zhu Sijia were engaged, but they still walked together many times regardless of the outside world's eyes.
They don't want to lose face, but have they ever considered their sister's face and reputation?
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On the path back to the camp from the polo field, Yan Xing suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.
The fragrance contained not only the fragrance of flowers and fruits, but also the smell of spices that he had never smelled before. It must have been used by women.
Yan Xing wrinkled his nose and asked Eleven: "Can you smell the fragrance after the rain?"
Eleven sniffed around and said doubtfully: "Your Majesty, where is the fragrance here? I only smell the smell of earth and grass."
Yan Xing chuckled and said, "That's all, I won't embarrass you, let's go to Miss Zhu's tent to see her."
Eleven followed him reluctantly: "Are you still going? In the past few days, you have come to ask for an audience in person, but Miss Zhu personally rejected them all. She is clearly separated from you and doesn't want to see you. , how about we stop being so thankless?"
The prince is really strange. When he fell off his horse last time, he kept saying not to disturb her. When he recovered, he frequently visited Miss Zhu in public, but Miss Zhu stayed behind closed doors.
Yan Xingchang frowned slightly: "Because of this, I want to see her even more. She said that she is suffering from a serious illness and it is inconvenient to see people. How can I feel relieved?"
When they arrived at Zhu Siyi's tent, the master and servant Yan Xing were still stopped outside the tent by the maid of Prince Yan's palace: "Prince Yi, please come back. Our lady has specially ordered that all visitors will not be seen."
Yan Xing looked inside the food box in his hand: "Miss, she has been ill for many days and has been absent from so many activities in the autumn hunt. How about letting me visit her this time?"
Zhu Siyi's voice came from the tent: "Brother Yuanzhi, please go back. I will recover soon. I will explain to you then, okay?"
She couldn't bear to appear in front of the one she loved in such a miserable state.
Yan Xing still refused to give up: "If you need me for anything, send someone to my camp as soon as possible."
After saying that, he left disappointed.
As soon as Yan Xing left, Zhu Siyi's back foot hit the tent and broke a small hand-held mirror. She cried to Zhang Yin:
"Mom! I can't stand this kind of life anymore! Qiu Lie's limelight during this period has been stolen by that bitch, but I hide in this small tent all day long and dare not see anyone. I want to go back to Beijing. Woo hoo..."
Zhang Yin's flesh ached as she looked at the broken small mirror on the ground. It was a treasure brought as tribute from the Great Luo Kingdom, and ordinary bronze mirrors could not be compared with it.
Seeing that her daughter had almost run out of tears during this period, Zhang Yin felt even more sad. She hugged Zhu Siyi:
"The Autumn Hunting is of great importance. We cannot return to the capital without His Majesty's decree. We can go back after the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet is over. Be obedient. Your aunt will have plenty of ways to deal with her when we return to the palace!"
Zhu Siyi disagreed: "Repair? Didn't you see what she was doing with her aunt that day? Now that her wings are hardened, she wants to fly out of Prince Yan's Mansion. How can we restrain her?"
Zhang Yin wiped away her tears: "Because of this, your aunt doesn't have to worry too much, and she can just be cruel to her. She doesn't want to obey, but there are many noble girls in Xijing who want to listen to your aunt. "
"Your Majesty is the most powerful person in history. Which emperor in the past dynasties did not have countless concubines in three palaces and six courtyards?"
