The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 118 Jing Xiaobai (1)
Gao Xian's voice was high-pitched, and it spread far away. There was a sudden sound of surprise on the quiet stage just now. Even the two brothers of the Mo family in the field couldn't help but look at each other. Yangzi nodded without fear of death.However, it was better to nod, so they were not worried that he would not die.

Compared to everyone's astonishment, Han Ye and Situ He's expressions were very normal. Han Ye didn't show any fluctuations in expression. Li Shu secretly bumped Situ He with his arm, and said in a low voice, "Hey, He, the sick son-in-law will eat it." Wrong medicine? He didn’t run away even if he was given a chance. He’s looking for death. I said, is he really going to kill him? The second and third of the Mo family are all pig-headed, and they can’t stop it..."

Situ He stepped on a cuju under his feet, squinted his phoenix eyes, and replied lightly: "If he wants to die, let him be fulfilled. Let's see who else will save him this time."

"Consort Jing's courage is commendable!" Emperor Jing Yuan laughed, "Since that's the case, don't dawdle, Gao Xian, put the clepsydra on, and the competition can begin."

After listening to Emperor Jing Yuan's words, Gao Xian ordered the little eunuch to do it with a smile on his face, and said in a sharp voice: "Your Majesty has a decree, the Cuju competition has officially begun!"

Daxing Shengjing's Cuju game is very mature. The game has a time limit and a special referee. The side that scores the most goals in an hour will win the game.

The clepsydra used for timing has been placed, and then, the loud drums sounded in the arena, and the Cuju competition kicked off.

According to the rules of the game, the six players in each team perform their own duties, one is the ball head, two are the second ball heads, two are defensive, and one is goalkeeper.

In the royal team, the third prince is the header, Han Ye and the seventh prince are the second headers, and the fourth and fifth princes are defending. At the front is the header, Situ He and Mo Jue stand in the second row, for the second header, followed by Mo Xun and Li Shu, for defense.

Everyone is ready to go, Mo Wen and Mo Yu are standing in front of the goal of their respective teams, wearing special thick gloves on both hands, because the guards can catch Cuju with their hands most of the time - the rules of the game, except for the goalkeeper, other players are not allowed to Hands touch Cuju, and the goalkeeper is not allowed to leave the semi-arc range drawn outside the goal, but the shot is not restricted.

After the referee raised the flag in his hand and gave an order, he threw the Cuju into the air, and the two sides started a fierce competition.

The ball fell from high altitude, Xie Xuan took a kick, and kicked towards the goal where Mo Wen was due north, but was intercepted by the third prince. Flying all the way to the south with the ball, Situ He was blocked directly in front of him.Han Ye and Situ He are not weak at their feet. One white and one black clothes are fighting together, and the cuju made of eight-sided leather is scrambling under their feet. No one will give in. The people in the stands watched without blinking an eye.

Although it is forbidden to hurt people maliciously on the cuju field, legitimate competitions due to cuju competitions are not counted among them. However, there is always a difference in strength. If someone's martial arts is a little weaker, he will suffer a lot.

After several quarrels, Cuju went to Situ He's feet again, but the Seventh Prince Baili Mingxu caught off guard and kicked his legs to shovel, and the whole person got under Situ He's crotch, and shouted: "Fourth brother, go on!"

As he said that, he kicked Cuju to the fourth prince, who shot the goal from a short distance away. Cuju shot accurately towards the goal due south, and the people in the stands let out a sigh of admiration.

Emperor Jing Yuan stroked his beard and nodded with a smile: "Xu'er, this kid has improved his game skills, and he can even bear the humiliation of his crotch, which surprises me."

The first half of the sentence is praise, but the meaning of the second half is unclear. Emperor Jing Yuan still looked directly at the field. Concubine Li and Baililuo looked at each other. Concubine Li smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Xu'er is still young. What do you know, these are all taught by the officials in the Cuju field, the courtiers are superficial, they don’t know much about Cuju, and they ask His Majesty to teach Xu’er more.”

Emperor Jing Yuan didn't move his eyes, and said with a casual smile: "Xu'er is very similar to when I was young."

In a word, Li Guifei put her heart back into her stomach.

The cuju shot by the fourth prince was pushed down by Li Shu with his chest, and he performed a show of skill. The cuju was on his knees and his toes seemed to be playing. When he got tired of it, he kicked it to Situ He with a smile: "He, Here you go!"

Compared with Li Shu's magnanimity, Situ He has a serious heart, so his expression is a little dignified, not as free and unrestrained as he was in the Cuju competition when he was young, and he wholeheartedly wants to kill Mo Wen.

Cuju pays attention to the cooperation between players. The role of sub-header is actually more important than that of header. Header is only for charge, but sub-header must take on the task of commanding the battle. Situ He rushed north with the ball while facing Mo Jue et al.

The overall offensive ability of the royal team is not very strong, but the defense is not bad. The fourth prince and the fifth prince can often catch the ball kicked by the opponent, and Han Ye seems to be trying his best to intercept all the attacks of Situ He and others. Refuse to relax.

Three quarters of an hour passed, and the Cuju reached Han Ye's feet. Han Ye suddenly feinted and made a fake shot. When the black team tensed up and prepared to defend, he really shot it. The ball was spinning rapidly. From the goalkeeper Mo Yu's shoulder, he broke into the goal and scored the first goal since the start of the game!
"it is good!"

Enthusiastic cheers erupted from the stands, several members of the royal team looked at each other, the three princes smiled restrainedly, and the seventh prince happily jumped three feet high: "Brother-in-law Luo is amazing! That's amazing!"

"Okay, Luo's son-in-law is a good goal!" Emperor Jing Yuan clapped his hands in the stands, turned his head to Baili Luo and said, "Luo'er, you son-in-law, you really hide your secrets, you are not only brilliant in literature, but also good in martial arts , even Cuju can be controlled freely, which really surprises me!"

Baililuo smiled gently and proudly: "Thank you, Father, for your compliment."

Hearing that Emperor Jing Yuan praised Han Ye so much, the concubines beside him also praised Han Ye, and wished Baililuo a happy marriage along the way, which pleased the emperor and the imperial concubine.

After the praise fell, the third princess's biological mother, Concubine Ji Shu, smiled and said, "The son-in-law and the princess are so loving, and they have been married for more than a month. Is there any good news?"

Concubine Ji Shu, like Empress Situ, only had one daughter and no children, but her natal family was far less powerful than Situ's family. Therefore, Concubine Ji Shu and her daughter have always kept a low profile in the palace and never competed with others. Concubine Ji Shu is also a well-known good person in the palace.

She asked this question out of good intentions. Since she has been married for many days, it is too common to ask about children, so after Concubine Shu asked, the rest of the concubines looked at Baililuo, and even Concubine Li smiled. Looking at his daughter, waiting for her answer.

Baililuo maintained a gentle smile on his face, the silver pearls between his brows were shining with luster, he lowered his head shyly, and said: "This kind of thing, you can have it if you want, ladies and gentlemen, don't ask It's..."

(End of this chapter)