When the Queen of Crazy Criticism took the HE script and killed it

Chapter 48
"Oh." Zhao Zongheng let go of his hand, and squeezed the fingers tucked in his sleeve unconsciously. Wang Chengxiang beside him took this scene into his eyes, and suddenly seemed to have an epiphany.

Those emperors who are so desperate are all thinking about the empress! ?

Now that the emperor and empress have taken their seats, the cuju competition can begin. The cuju venue is like a football field, and the stand where Si Ningchi is located is excellent. It is easy to see all the movements of the venue below.

Just as he was curious, he turned his head and saw King Jing striding towards him: "I see the emperor and empress."

Today, besides the queen, the emperor came to see Cuju, and several other concubines, such as Concubine De and Concubine Xian, were sitting a little later on the left and right.

"En." Zhao Zongheng glanced at King Jing and raised his hand and called out.

"The match has been arranged properly, please show me your majesty." King Jing said respectfully with his head down.

"Then let's start." Zhao Zongheng said casually, looking at Si Ningchi from the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to see her expression.

Si Ningchi sat upright and didn't react too much, even his eyes just fell on King Jing for a moment, and then he looked away casually.

Naturally, Gao Hanqi would not have a relationship with the queen at this time, and he also had a businesslike attitude, and he turned around and went down after answering in a low voice.

Cuju competitions are divided into Wendou and Wudou. Naturally, Wudou is the most original. The two sides kick the ball to kick Cuju into the goal, while Wendou dribbles over obstacles. The so-called obstacles are all examiners. Only those who answer the questions correctly can move forward.

The player who dribbles the ball into the hole the fastest at the end is the winner.

The students in the scientific examination were gearing up for each of them, and they were sure to win. Under the rules, there were individual performance items listed, which undoubtedly aroused their desire to win.

One side is the team competition, and the other side is the individual performance points. If you want to stand out, you must know how to cooperate.

No matter how high the individual performance score is, it is useless if the team event loses.

This year's Cuju competition has become very interesting, and all the ministers have whispered among themselves. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if the emperor makes such a move, if he can win the competition, even if he is not the number one in the scientific examination, he will definitely be reused by the emperor. .

Gao Hanqi ordered the pre-competition preparations. With the sound of gongs and drums, the participating students entered the arena. The two camps were distinguished by the colors of the belts. The black ones were martial arts, and the white ones were literature.

"Wow..." Si Ningchi looked in amazement at the figures running across the field.

Although this is too unclear, just keep an eye on the ball and run.

In the beginning, the two parties still fought back and forth, but as time went by, some people couldn't bear to make small moves. Such a huge opportunity was in front of them. No one could not fight or grab it. , then this balance is destined to be broken.

Wu Xue scored goals one after another, and the game became tense.

"Who was the one who scored the goal just now?" Concubine De next to her smiled and praised: "Your Majesty, this concubine looks at how good his football skills are."

"..." Of course Zhao Zongheng didn't know who it was, so he raised his hand. Wang Chengxiang took a step forward in a very sensible way and said, "Your Majesty, that is Yang Guangyi, the son of Supervisor Yang Shuo."

"The Yang family has a strict family style, but the son they raised is quite good." Zhao Zongheng raised his eyebrows, as if he was in a good mood.

"It turned out to be the son of Jianjian Yang. It really is true that the tiger father has no dogs." Concubine De was full of praise, looked at Zhao Zongheng with a smile and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Jianjian Yang gave the emperor a priceless piece of money a few days ago." Where's your beautiful jade?"

Zhao Zongheng's expression moved slightly. The matter of grain transportation had not been decided earlier, and Yang Shuo intended to fight for it, so he offered a beautiful jade. Zhao Zongheng liked that piece of jade very much. He is not happy.

After hearing about the grain shipment, Yang Shuo often troubled the Yi family.

Zhao Zongheng's eyes were cold, he turned his head slightly to Concubine De and said: "I don't know, Concubine De knows so clearly what is going on in Xuanming Hall, even a piece of jade is worth thinking about?"

"Your Majesty forgive me, my concubine is not..." Concubine De's complexion changed suddenly, she hurriedly got up and bowed her knees.

"I am not only interested in jade, but also in people." Zhao Zongheng turned his eyes away, and said in a cold voice, "If I don't have the heart to share my worries, how can I use them again?"

"The imperial concubine is not allowed to speculate on court affairs, Concubine De, you are overstepping."

"Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

Concubine De's complexion turned bitter, even though she was very careful, and raised this matter in such a roundabout way, the emperor could easily understand what she meant.

Yang Shuo was in the same faction as Taiwei Dong, and Concubine De wanted to support Yang Shuo's son Yang Guangyi in front of the emperor because of Dong Taiwei's instruction. She wanted to find a way to talk about Yang Shuo's loss of food. Not happy, now that Yang Shuo's son is present, maybe he can pay more attention?

Unexpectedly, she opened the conversation, and the emperor got a glimpse of what was in her heart.

On the one hand, she was beating her position as a concubine, and on the other hand, she was advising her not to collude with the courtiers.

Concubine De's heart turned cold, she was afraid that the emperor would say something else, but fortunately it was only a warning and no punishment was given, Concubine De sat back in her seat with a blank face, but she never dared to speak casually again.

Concubine Xian took all this into her eyes, and smiled silently with bent lips.

"Your majesty, my concubine thinks that the students in literature are very powerful." The concubine Xian said with a smile on her lips, "I have heard that the scholars are weak, but now the concubine is looking at the competition. The weak scholars are facing each other." The tough martial arts students have a slight chance of winning."

"En." Zhao Zongheng responded indifferently, as if he had no interest in discussing this matter with Concubine Xian.

"This year's competition is extraordinarily exciting." Concubine Xian also sensed that the emperor had no intention of doing so, she clenched the handkerchief tightly when her nose was touched, but turned her head calmly, using a tone as calm as possible He ended the conversation by talking to himself.

"Ah! The martial artist won the first round." Si Ningchi didn't notice the gunpowder around him at all, and went to rest after watching the first round excitedly.

Zhao Zongheng sat upright without moving, and then saw Si Ningchi sticking up happily, raised his finger and pointed to a man in the literary rest area below, and said, "Your Majesty, who is that?"

Zhao Zongheng's eyes were loose, and he looked in the direction of Si Ningchi's finger, and found that the man didn't seem to fit in with the others. He was completely excluded from the scene just now. Although he participated in the whole process, he was completely accompanying him. They discussed Countermeasures also completely ignore the person.

Zhao Zongheng looked up at Wang Chengxiang.

"Slave, slave, let someone ask you." Wang Chengxiang panicked, he really didn't know this!

"Your Majesty, Empress." Not long after, Wang Chengxiang came back, bowed down respectfully and said, "This man's name is Qin Huai, and he is a scholar from a humble family. Now his family background has declined and he has no relatives in Beijing."

(End of this chapter)