V8.Chapter 29

Too true?

Lu Li's heart moved and couldn't help looking behind the saint. It was a woman wearing a Kun Taoist robe.

Clouds think of clothes, flowers think of looks, spring breeze blows the sill, and dew is thick.

If we hadn't met at the head of Qun Yushan, we would meet at the foot of the moon at Yaotai.

The so-called "Qing Guo Qing Cheng" is probably used to describe her. It is rare in the world.

Rao is the countless Lu Li who read beauty. After seeing Yang Taizhen, he still feels amazing.

However, just look from a distance.

Who in the world dares to touch this gorgeous female Taoist except the sage?

Lu Li pressed his mind, forked his hand and said, "it's really an honor for shangyuanjia to travel with saints and imperial concubines."

"In that case, Aiqing will watch the polo match with me."

"Come and give a banquet."

Then a tall old man came with two cushions.

If it's not a Collis, who else can it be?

His face is angular, his eyebrows are like thick ink, and his skin color is dark. If he didn't have a beard, he couldn't see that he was a eunuch.

"Thank you, Gao Weng." Lu Li was polite.

Weng is a respectful title for the old man. Colliers enjoys high prestige in the palace and has calmed down internal disputes of the royal family for many times. He has made great contributions to his accession to the throne.

There is a saying widely circulated in Chang'an officialdom:

When I am a strong man, I sleep steadily.

The sage said it himself.

Therefore, the Prime Minister Li Linfu was quite polite to the Hercules, while the princesses called the Hercules a Weng, the crown prince called him his second brother, and the sons in law called him a Ye.

"You're welcome."

When Gao Lishi saw people laughing and handed the cushion to qianrui girl, he also teased a few words to show his closeness.

However, if we didn't talk for too long, there was a loud cheering in our ears.

It comes out after a long call.

At this moment, Datang's horse team began to enter the field:

The black Futou tightly wraps the hair, the robes are unified in red, and firmly tied with a belt. Under it, tight pants are worn to ensure that the action is crisp and neat when playing.

Yongwang is at the front, holding a club in one hand and riding a horse in the other, leading his warriors around the field.

The noble men and women in the stands also gave face and cheered for a long time.

After all, this is Chang'an, the capital of the Tang Dynasty. Yongwang's team has the home advantage. Before the game has started, it has won over the Tibetans in momentum.

"I like this fruit."

Li Longji looked at Yong Wang, who was holding up his moon stick and galloping around the court. He was in a trance. He looked at Yang Taizhen sitting in his arms and said:

"In the past, my aunt and I supported my father to ascend the throne. At that time, the court was unstable and the border was unstable. Tubo took the opportunity to send envoys to challenge. It was also a competition to bow."

In fact, Yang Yuhuan has heard the story several times, but she didn't interrupt. Instead, she raised her head and listened with expectation.

"Because the female leader has been in power for a long time, the forbidden army is not prepared at all, and is not the opponent of the Tubo people."

Hearing this, Lu Li guessed what would happen next——

The audience shouted at Saburo, hoping that he could turn the tide and defeat the Tubo mission.

Saburo was naturally the then Crown Prince Li Longji. It is rumored that he was excellent in football and won ten with four people.

And things just as Lu Li expected.

In that case, the first emperor li danxuan immediately ordered the crown prince to go to war, and he did not disappoint his mission. Under the eyes of envoys and civil and military officials from all over the world, he reversed the world.

Maybe it's true, maybe it's a deliberately fabricated story to please the beauty.

Others don't know.

Anyway, after hearing this, Yang Yuhuan looked adored, as if he had witnessed with his own eyes the young Saburo, riding a fine horse, rushing left and right, beating the Tubo people into flowers and running water and swaggering on the Juchang.

At this time, the Turkic horse team also appeared, and no one cheered them, like twelve orphans running around the field alone.

"Have you ever heard of the story that the general set the Tianshan Mountain with three arrows and the strong man sang a long song into the Han pass?"

A big man in a Tibetan hat suddenly opened his mouth and broke the embarrassment.

The Tubo warrior nearby said frankly, "I've heard of the famous general Xue Rengui of the Tang Dynasty."

"This general, who was regarded as a God by the Tang people, lost all his troops when he invaded Tubo. If Zanpu were not kind, he would not even be qualified to become a prisoner..."

Step on a handful.

The means are disgraceful, but they are very effective.

Thinking of their parents' bravery, the members of the Tubo horse team were inspired one after another, and they vowed to be powerful outside the country.

These words are not taboo to others, especially in the case of cheering and silence, as long as you are not deaf, you can hear them.

The emperor, who was remembering how brave he was in his youth, flew into a rage, "that generation is rampant!"

Thanks to Yang Taizhen's timely relief, Colliers echoed and said that Yongwang would teach these barbarians for the saints.

Soon the parade ended.

The two sides began to line up in a row, a total of 12 teams.

Yongwang's side rode royal horses. After careful selection and cultivation, they were all strong and received confrontational training to adapt to the fierce collision and take into account their flexibility.

The horses on the Tubo side are slightly smaller, which is better than strong endurance, strong flexibility and good at galloping.

With that provocation just now, Yongwang held his anger in his heart, raised his eyes to the outside, motioned to announce the start quickly, and he wanted to teach the Tibetan people a lesson.

So, a drum!

Bidou officially began.

The rules are very simple. A short door is erected in each section of the court. The door is carved red and painted. As long as you use a crescent shaped stick to hit a fist sized solid wooden ball into the other party's door, even if who wins.

"Fight for my Tang Dynasty!"

Yongwang took the lead and rushed to the center of the field to compete for the first shot. Other warrior countries galloped forward or escorted around.

Touch!

A crisp sound exploded on the court, the head of the crescent staff lifted a large piece of loess, and the solid wooden ball flew high, and the competition began.

The sound of horses' hoofs exploded like thunder, and twenty-four knights were chasing.

As long as their warriors touch the ball, the audience will shout: "color! Color! Color!"

When the ball fell into the hands of Tubo people, everyone laughed and booed all over the sky.

Unexpectedly, this atmosphere didn't last long. At the beginning, it was even. You came and went. But after a quarter of an hour, the Tubo people scored three goals in a row. The warriors of King Yong's house were washed out without fighting back. Only king Yu Yongwang made every effort to support and scored one goal.

Seeing this, the Tubo envoys laughed and were very proud.

Who can stand such ridicule?

Abused in front of their own house!

Had it not been for self-knowledge, he would have rushed up to meet the enemy for King Yong.

"Lux, how similar."

The emperor sighed, and his eyes showed an inexplicable look, "do you remember that year?"

"The old slave remembers that Sanlang was handsome and vigorous. He took the pole and led his soldiers to destroy the prestige of Tubo."

Gao Lishi kept nodding, because he was also one of them. The flying horse protected the emperor's side and rushed with him.

"Cao Cao, Emperor Wu of Wei, once said that the martyrs are full of ambition in their twilight years. Today I fight for my wife."

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