Chapter 1129： Oops, dressed as Pan Jinlian (44)

"My king still values ​​the majestic one. It is better that Uncle King let us open our eyes and see who is more fierce?" Zhao Jing laughed. .

"No no no, this is not okay." Lord Ying Ying smiled and refused.

"I do n’t know if Prince Duan, these two fighting **** were selected by the British King for a long time, and they were finally selected for the autumn match next month. strength."

Gao Youhe smiled lightly.

He was just right at this moment, not only helped the Lord Wang round the field, but also brushed the presence in front of Zhao Jing.

After all, Gao Youhe wanted to pursue a career, but she just wanted to stay in the position of an aide and seek wealth and stability.

With a smile, Xia Qiu retreated and didn't say much.

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Zhao Jing took Xia Qiu back to his house. On the carriage, he sat lazily in the carriage, and his eyes looked at Xia Qiu lightly.

"Know what it means to defeat Gao Youhe, what King said?" He said.

Xia Qiu nodded, "The Lord wants to win the King's House in the Autumn."

"Just so?" Zhao Jing laughed.

"There is no need to say more, Qiu Sai is an important activity of my Song Dynasty. Being able to win the top prize is naturally more than just fame." Xia Qiuying.

Nodded, the two didn't say anything, and the topic ended here.

For too long, the people of the Song Dynasty became fascinated with Cuju and throwing pots, and then evolved into autumn matches.

Archery on horseback, chanting tea.

Not only can those who practice martial arts show their styles at this time, but even those so-called literati writers who have good poems and an autumn poem are enough to make a name in the Song Dynasty.

The King was elegant, and most of the scribes in the court could chat with him enthusiastically.

Duan Wang Xi Wu, archery, horse riding, hunting in the autumn match ... he was captured most of the chief, but this victory is not very useful.

Because everyone likes to watch Cuju, what they like to listen to is the literary literati of the literati, and they don't care about Zhao Jing's victory.

Therefore, Xia Qiu told Zhao Jing that she could help him win the followers of those scholars.

There is no need for Zhao Jing to say that Xia Qiu knows that Qiu Sai is a good opportunity.

And if she wants to win the victory beautifully, she has to cross the Gao Youhe, and public opinion is easy to make, but there is Gao Youhe in the Royal Palace. It is not easy for Cuju to win.

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Within a few days, Xia Qiu had a plan in mind and informed Zhao Jing.

And Zhao Jing directly called Xia Qiu to the school ground.

A row of twenty guys, standing with their hands on their backs, stood in two rows with their heads raised, their muscles knotted, waiting for Xia Qiu to inspect.

"Some of these people, you pick, are all experienced with Cuju, you can see if they are fancy, you can choose." Zhao Jing said with arrogance.

A row of black lines slipped directly from Xia Qiu's forehead.

Yes, there is experience.

These rows of big men who look like little King Kong and iron meat walls do look familiar. After hearing what Zhao Jing said, Xia Qiu remembered that she had seen them.

Alas, the one on the far side of the second row, isn't that silly big man who was swayed by Gao Youhe in a fake posture, and Ju was taken away for a long time before reacting?

"Master, borrow a step to speak." Xia Qiu twitched.

Zhao Jing looked at Xia Qiu for a moment and nodded.

Turning around, Xia Qiu took Zhao Jing to the corner where the big men couldn't hear them, and then stopped.

"Master Wang, if you want me to take these people to win the King's Mansion in Cuju, then forget it, I can't help it." Xia Qiu said bluntly.

"Oh? The king thought you could do everything." Zhao Jing glanced at her.