Do You Know?: Rule the World.

Chapter 83 He Already Has a Family
Upon hearing this, Rong Feiyan immediately withdrew her gaze and asked softly, "What Lord Zhao?"

Huirou smiled gently, "It's the Lord Zhao who spoke for me in front of Daddy. His name is Zhao Han!"

"If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would have been in the Li family now."

"Really!"

"I see he's not that old, but he's actually speaking in front of the government?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Rong Feiyan's face, and she couldn't help but look at Zhao Han.

It happened that he was reining in his horse and turning around. The aura between his brows had both the elegance of a scholar and the awe-inspiringness of a military general.

Rong Fei sat at the side, gently waving a round fan in her hand. Upon hearing their whispers, she parted her red lips and said leisurely, "This Lord Zhao is deeply loved by the emperor. The emperor has praised him in front of me more than once."

"It's a pity that he already has a family. The young lady from the Sheng family is truly blessed."

Hearing this, a trace of barely perceptible regret flashed across Rong Feiyan's originally bright eyes.

Rong Fei extended her slender jade finger and pointed to the other end of the polo field.

"Fei Yan, take a look at the young master of the Duke of Qi's mansion, the one wearing the moon-white brocade robe."

"Young Master Qi is as gentle as jade, and he is the dream lover of many girls in the city."

Rong Feiyan raised her eyes to look at Qi Heng, only to see him cooperating with Zhao Han in passing the ball on horseback. His movements were smooth and flowing, showing the elegant demeanor of a young master from an aristocratic family.

But after a moment, she shook her head gently and said, "There are more pearls and jades ahead."

"Although the young master of the Qi family is good, he still lacks some heroic spirit compared to Lord Zhao."

Rong Fei paused the round fan in her hand, glanced at Princess Pingning, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"If Princess Pingning heard what you said, I'm afraid she would be so angry that she would return home immediately."

"This proud princess can't stand anyone saying anything bad about her son."

Rong Feiyan snorted softly, "It's not as good as others, and they don't let people say it. Princess Pingning has become more and more domineering in recent years."

Before he finished speaking, he could hear the sound of horses' hooves clattering and grass flying on the polo field.

Zhao Han made a beautiful turn and hit the ball. Rong Feiyan's eyes lit up and she tightened the handkerchief in her hand.

Princess Jiacheng held a round fan in her hand, her eyes fixed on the polo field, sometimes she smiled softly, sometimes she frowned.

A maidservant beside her whispered, "County Lady, is this polo ball so beautiful?"

The corners of Jiacheng County Lady's lips curled up slightly, "The ball is not good-looking, but the person is good-looking."

On the polo field, Zhao Cexiao's expression gradually became more solemn from his previous arrogance.

He said in a deep voice, "I didn't expect that Lord Zhao also has some skills on horseback."

Zhao Han did not answer when he heard this, but just slightly curled the corners of his lips, turned sideways and swung his stick quickly, intercepting the polo ball directly in front of him.

Seeing this, a trace of annoyance flashed in Zhao Cexiao's eyes, and he immediately spurred his horse to pursue.

Two horses were chasing each other in the field, raising clouds of dust with their hooves.

At the critical moment, I heard "bang!"

The two bats collided in the air, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Cexiao only felt a huge force rushing up from his tiger's mouth, his whole arm was numb from the shock, and the baseball stick flew out of his hand uncontrollably.

"Prince, are you okay?" Qiu Hun exclaimed and quickly moved sideways to help him pick up the baseball stick from the grass.

Zhao Cexiao looked at Zhao Han in shock. He didn't expect that Zhao Han had such amazing strength. He really underestimated him!
A hundred steps away from the goal.

But Zhao Han pulled the reins, and the horse raised its front hooves high and neighed loudly.

The polo stick was swung suddenly, and under the scorching gaze of everyone in the stands, the polo ball went straight through the wooden goal.

"Okay!" Sheng Changfeng saw this and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Mrs. Wu suddenly stood up from her seat, clapped her hands and exclaimed in admiration: "That was a really beautiful shot!"

"Even if Gu Erlang were here today, I'm afraid he would still be three points inferior!"

An official's wife smiled and said, "If Gu Erlang could compete with this Lord Zhao, the scene would surely be very exciting."

Another official's wife, who had always been on good terms with Xiao Qin, covered her lips with a handkerchief and smiled, "That's right."

"I heard from my eldest son that the second son of the Gu family went to study at the White Deer Cave Academy. With his dandy appearance, I don't know what he can achieve. I hope he won't make that academy a mess."

Mrs. Wu was a generous and magnanimous woman who disdained those who gossiped behind people's backs. She said in a deep voice, "It's a good thing that Gu Erlang is willing to study hard now."

"Although he is naughty, he is not stupid."

At the edge of the court, Minglan and Yanran were holding hands and whispering to each other, so sweet.

"Has your stepmother given you any hardship lately?" Minglan asked in a low voice, her bright eyes full of concern.

Yanran, who had delicate eyebrows and a tall and slender figure, shook her head slightly, and a strand of hair on her forehead swayed gently in the spring breeze.

Although she was the eldest daughter of the Yu family, her mother died early, and her stepmother, Madam Fang, gave birth to a pair of children after she entered the mansion.

She is selfish and mean and targets Yanran everywhere. After years of pillow talk, even Lord Yu becomes increasingly alienated from Yanran.

Fortunately, Lord Yu and the old lady couldn't bear it and took Yanran to live with them.

However, the old lady of the Yu family came from a family of great scholars in Shandong. When she was young, her parents were kind and the family rules were strict. After she came of age, she married Yu Ge Lao, who had passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi.

Lord Yu was even more caring towards the old lady.

During the decades of marriage, she took on all the responsibilities, whether it was court affairs or household chores.

Over time, Old Mrs. Yu became a wealthy and idle person who never had to do housework.

Although the old lady loved Yanran very much, she had never experienced the intrigues in the harem, and sometimes she could not tell the hidden tricks of her daughter-in-law.

This resulted in Yanran often being bullied, and her temperament became increasingly gentle, silent, and lacking in independent thinking as Old Lady Yu did.

"That's good. If you have any problems, please ask the maid to tell me and I will help you find a solution."

Minglan has curved eyebrows and a sweet and charming smile on her round little face.

"Thank you, Ming'er." Yanran lowered her eyes slightly, her face full of gratitude. After a moment, the two turned their attention to the polo field.

"That seems to be your brother-in-law, right?" Yanran narrowed her eyes and asked softly.

Minglan nodded repeatedly, feeling a warmth in her heart.

"Exactly. My eldest brother-in-law is a very good man. He has helped me and my little mother more than once."

On the field, the battle was in full swing, and six flags had been inserted into the counting chips of each team.

Seeing that only half an inch of incense was left, Qiu Hui and Zhao Cexiao couldn't help but feel anxious. They said angrily, "Your Highness, we took the initiative to invite you today. If we lose, then..."

Zhao Cexiao clenched his fist and said, "Stop talking nonsense. For the next ball, just hold back that brat from the Qi family!"

Qiu Hun nodded repeatedly.

the other side.

"Brother Chengyuan, I knew you were skilled at archery and horseback riding, but I didn't expect you to be such an excellent polo player!"

Qi Heng looked at him with a smile, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

Zhao Han smiled calmly, "The next ball will determine the outcome!"

"Yes, no matter what, we must win!" Sheng Changfeng raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face and spoke with a smile.

As the gongs and drums sounded, the referee on the field served the ball again. Zhao Cexiao, who still wanted to seize the initiative, kicked his horse's belly, and his robe fluttered in the wind.

Seeing this, Zhao Han immediately spurred his horse to catch up, and the two of them rode side by side, raising a cloud of dust.

Qiu Hun followed Qi Heng like a shadow, always keeping a distance of half a horse's length from him.

He deliberately slowed down his horse, forcing Qi Heng to frequently pull the reins, repeatedly blocking his cooperation with Zhao Han in passing the ball.

Rulan stood beside Hualan, stamping her feet in anger. She pouted and said angrily, "This young master of the Qiu family is such a scoundrel. He's not as skilled as others, so he resorts to such despicable tactics!"

"Really annoying!"

Hua Lan frowned slightly. Although she was worried about Zhao Han, she still maintained a dignified and gentle expression.

She reached out and gently tapped Rulan's head, saying softly, "Be quiet, this is not like home."

"Hmph!" Rulan's eyes widened.

Zhao Cexiao had been holding the vermilion polo ball tightly against his horse's hoof, heading straight for the goal like a whirlwind, and the distance was almost right.

Zhao Cexiao turned his head to look at Zhao Han, with a gleam of determination in his eyes.

He swung the club vigorously, and the polo ball flew high.

On the viewing platform, everyone took a deep breath and stared at the polo.

"It seems that Prince Zhao is still slightly better!"

"After all, Prince Zhao has only been defeated by Gu Erlang."

"What a pity! I originally thought that Lord Zhao would win today."

"..."

Several young men and ladies were discussing this, with a hint of regret in their tone.

Zhao Han looked up at the polo ball spinning in the air, then tightened the reins. The horse beneath him neighed loudly and raised its hooves high.

He took advantage of the momentum to jump, raised his right arm with the bat and swung it violently.
"boom!"

A crisp sound shook the entire stadium, and the polo ball that was originally flying towards the goal was intercepted by him.

Inside the brocade tent, Zhang Guifen took a deep breath and looked at Zhao Han in amazement.

"Amazing! Amazing! No wonder Daddy said this person is a master of both civil and military skills, truly extraordinary!"

"Mother, look!" Zhang Guifen couldn't help shaking the Duke of England's arm while speaking.

The Duchess of England's teacup trembled slightly as she shook it. She smiled faintly and said, "It's amazing! You have some of the grace and elegance your father had on horseback!"

While Zhao Cexiao was stunned, Zhao Han had already rushed several feet away with the polo ball.

"Prince!" Qiu Hun shouted, and Zhao Cexiao suddenly came to his senses and hurriedly rode his horse to chase after him.

But Zhao Han reined in his horse and turned around, raising his stick high. Just before the incense burned out, the polo ball shot straight into the goal with a sound of breaking through the air.

"Okay!" Mrs. Wu stood up again excitedly, her heart beating fast.

The referee on the sidelines glanced at the extinguished incense sticks, struck the gongs and drums, and announced loudly: "The incense sticks have burned out, the red team has seven chips, the red team wins!"

"Great, great!"

"We won!" Sheng Changsong cheered when he heard this.

Hua Lan let out a breath, and her brows relaxed immediately.

Rulan was also cheering. Minglan and Yanran smiled at each other, with two shallow dimples on their cheeks.

Molan gently waved her round fan, pursed her lips and said, "Look at my silly brother, he's so happy."

Zhao Cexiao's face was gloomy, and he smashed the baseball stick in his hand hard on the ground, splashing a cloud of grass.

After everyone got off their horses, Madam Wu strode over and looked at Zhao Han with admiration.

"In the past, in Bianjing, the first place to play polo was played by Gu Erlang, but now it has become you, Zhao Dalang!"

"When that bastard Gu Erlang comes back from his studies, I'm going to host another polo match. It'll be really lively!"

"When the time comes, you'll have to help us put a damper on his prestige!"

Zhao Han laughed out loud and said, "Okay, I've wanted to compete with Zhong Huai for a long time."

"It's a deal!" Mrs. Wu said with a hearty smile.

"I'll come too!" Sheng Changfeng stretched his head and interjected.

(End of this chapter)