Do You Know?: Rule the World.

Chapter 82 Concubine Rong is here too

Three days later, outside the city of Bianjing, beside the Jinming Lake.

Willows sway along the embankment, brocade curtains stretch as far as the eye can see, fragrant carriages clog the roads, and the faint scent of rosewood permeates the air.

A breeze blew by, making people feel relaxed and happy.

The Zhao family arrived at the polo field first. At this moment, Zhao Han was chatting and laughing with Qi Heng and others.

Hualan went to Madam Wu's tent with several officials' wives.

Soon, Zhao Han saw Wang Ruofu coming with Minglan, Changbai and others.

Minglan, wearing a lilac-colored skirt, followed them quietly.

Changbai was wearing a moon-white brocade robe, and still looked mature despite his youth.

Rulan was holding Wang Ruofu's arm and shaking it gently, and said coquettishly: "Mother, I want to go to the hammer ball."

Wang Ruofu nodded. It was a rare opportunity for her to go out, and she didn't want to keep the children under restraint.

So he lowered his voice and instructed, "Go ahead. Remember, this place is different from home. If you behave impolitely and someone sees you, remember it. When you reach marriageable age..."

"Don't listen, don't listen, you bastard is chanting sutras!"

Before she could finish, Rulan covered her ears, rolled her eyes, and ran away.

Wang Ruofu looked at her figure and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth.

Minglan stretched out her little hand, carefully tugged at Wang Ruofu's sleeve, and said softly, "Madam, I want to go play with Sister Yanran for a while."

Upon hearing this, Wang Ruofu forced a smile on her face and said, "Go ahead, but remember not to get into the crowd and be careful."

"Minglan has made note of this. Thank you, Madam."

Minglan bowed politely and then walked towards Yu Yanran with small steps.

The old lady and the old lady of the Yu family have always been good friends, and now that they are closer, their interactions are even closer.

Minglan and Yu Yanran were both raised by their grandmother. They had similar personalities and in just a few months, they became close friends who could talk about anything.

"Brother-in-law!"

After Sheng Changfeng found Zhao Han, he waved to him happily and jogged over with Sheng Changbai.

Molan thought she was more talented than Xie Daoyun, and always scoffed at things like polo and hammer balls.

At this moment, she was standing among a group of female relatives, gently waving a round fan, and glancing at Qi Heng from time to time.

"Brother-in-law." Changbai bowed and then sat down opposite Zhao Han.

Sheng Changfeng raised his neck and looked around. He had only been in the capital for more than a year, but he had already made the acquaintance of many children from prominent families.

He often sneaked out without telling Sheng Hong and Chang Bai, and hung out with them, drinking and chatting.

On the green polo field, several young men and ladies in gorgeous clothes were riding their horses and waving their whips, divided into two teams to compete against each other.

Grass debris flew wherever the horse's hooves passed, and the waving of the baseball bat created a rustling sound in the wind.

From time to time, there were bursts of applause and cheers from the viewing platform.

At this moment, Sheng Changfeng's eyes lit up and he exclaimed in a low voice: "Look, Concubine Rong and her sister are here, and Princess Fukang is here too!"

"Oh, Princess Jiacheng of Prince Yong's Mansion is here too!"

“It was really worth the trip!”

Zhao Han, Sheng Changbai and others all looked in the direction Sheng Changfeng pointed.

Not far away, several palace maids and eunuchs were lined up in an orderly manner on both sides.

Princess Fukang was dressed in a palace dress, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and she looked dignified but also lively. Madam Wu personally welcomed her into the brocade tent.

Empress Rong was dressed in a crimson brocade robe, looking graceful and elegant, and was whispering with her sister Rong Feiyan beside her.

Princess Jiacheng, the daughter of Prince Yong, raised her chin slightly with an arrogant look on her face.

She has always been at odds with Rong Feiyan and Huirou.

Seeing them gathered together and laughing, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he turned and walked towards another brocade tent.

"Brother Chengyuan, all the prizes for this year's polo match were set by Concubine Rong. It is said that each one is worth a fortune."

"Look how fiercely they are fighting." Qi Heng looked at the polo field with a smile.

Zhao Han put down the wine cup, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Why, is Yuan Ruo itching?"

Qi Heng gently shook his folding fan and smiled bitterly.

"Since entering the Sheng family academy, I haven't played polo, and I'm afraid I've become rusty." Sheng Changbai had no interest in playing polo. He came today simply to join in the fun and broaden his horizons.

On the polo field, a woman in red was seen galloping on horseback, her clothes fluttering.

With a "bang", the bat in his hand drew a sharp arc.

In the blink of an eye, the polo ball had passed steadily through the wooden goal.

"it is good!!!"

"Miss Zhang is really good at fighting!"

"As expected of a general's daughter!"

"..."

On the viewing platform, cheers rang out one after another. The Duchess of England sat upright in the brocade tent, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes.

She gently waved her round fan, her eyes closely following the fiery figure on the field.

Wait until the gongs and drums sound, announcing the end of this round.

A servant from the Prince of Yan's mansion bowed and came into the brocade tent where Zhao Han and the others were, and said respectfully, "Master Zhao and Young Master, how are you? My prince would like to invite you to play a game."

Zhao Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and saw that in another brocade tent, Prince Zhao Cexiao of Yan was smiling at him.

There seemed to be a hint of provocation in this smile...

"Brother Chengyuan, do you want to fight?" Qi Heng looked at Zhao Han eagerly.

Zhao Han laughed out loud and said quietly, "Prince Zhao has invited me, so how can I refuse? Let's go!"

"Wait for me, I want to come too!"

Seeing them get up and walk towards the court, Sheng Changfeng, who always liked to join in the fun, followed them.

The rules of polo are very simple. The time is measured by incense sticks. Men and women can form teams, and the one who hits the polo ball into the opponent's goal the most times wins.

"I've heard that Lord Zhao is a master of both civil and military skills. I was just worried that I wouldn't have the chance to spar with him."

"If you lose to me today, when we go back to the training ground, those soldiers will probably laugh at you for not being able to play polo."

Zhao Cexiao looked at Zhao Han with a smile.

Ever since Prince Yan sent people to secretly investigate Zhao Han's life experience, the seeds of doubt were planted in his heart.

Zhao Han let Chang Qing help him tie his straps slowly, and said leisurely, "Polo is just a pastime, what does it have to do with military training?"

"Since the prince is willing to spar with me, I will accompany him."

This round is divided into groups of five. In addition to Qi Heng and Sheng Changfeng, there are two children of officials on Zhao Han's side.

On horseback, Sheng Changfeng approached Zhao Han and whispered, "Brother-in-law, the person next to Prince Zhao is Qiu Hun, the second son of Kaifeng Prefecture Governor Qiu Jing."

"I heard that this guy is very good at polo. We have to be careful."

Zhao Han just glanced at Qiu Hun indifferently, and then the gongs and drums sounded "dong".

Zhao Cexiao rushed forward first, his horse riding like an arrow from a bow, and Qiu Hun followed closely behind, waving the baseball stick in his hand.

Seeing this, Zhao Han immediately rode his horse to intercept him, the corners of his navy blue robe fluttering in the wind.

"Changfeng, keep an eye on your left!" Qi Heng shouted loudly.

Princess Pingning was having a pleasant conversation with several officials' wives in the brocade tent when her personal nanny hurried over and whispered a few words to them.

She frowned slightly, and when she looked up she happened to see Qi Heng on the field. She immediately stood up and took two steps forward.

"Hua'er, look!"

Wang Ruofu patted the back of Hualan's hand and gestured for her to look at the court.

On the polo field, Zhao Han was holding a polo stick and drawing a sharp arc while galloping.

With a crisp "bang", the polo ball flew towards Qi Heng like a meteor.

"The master went to play polo!"

Hua Lan's eyes were full of surprise. She stood on tiptoe and followed Zhao Han with a burning gaze.

In the center of the viewing platform, inside a brocade tent with a gold and pearl curtain, Rong Feiyan held her chin with both hands, gazing at the fierce battle on the field with wide eyes.

Huirou blinked and said crisply, "Hey, isn't that Lord Zhao?"

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