Master is not married yet

Chapter 11 Polo Match

The third senior brother's method is quite simple and rude: participate in the polo match, block the white lotus, force her to get together with the master in Chang'an, get married, and have a baby.

Although it is too simple and violent, the plan he talked about is unexpectedly feasible.

Every year during the Chang'an Lantern Festival, the aristocratic families, especially women with five surnames, will hold a polo match with each other before the outskirts of Chang'an to facilitate communication. As a member of the Cui family, Cui Jinxuan participates in the polo match to strengthen the relationship between the family It is inevitable, so this game is bound to attend, I have to say that the third senior brother is really thinking.

It is a pity that there are several flaws in this plan. First, the participants in the polo match must be women; second, they must be women from official families; third, they must be able to play polo.

The first point I can do, biological sex is female, no problem.

But when it comes to the second point, although my father was an official before his death, he was only an eighth-rank supervisory censor, not even sawdust in the eyes of the aristocrats, not to mention that my father often impeaches powerful people in the local area. Where is the impeachment, if it weren't for my mother, my father should have become a member of the ancestors earlier, so I will not be seen by the young lady of the family.

It is even more difficult to talk about the third point-I have only seen horses walk in my life, and I have never really ridden a horse, let alone hit a ball immediately.

After I explained the practical problems to the third senior brother in detail, he raised the corner of his lips and said, "I will fake my identity, and senior brother Luo and I are quite good at playing polo, so these are not problems."

I thought about it, and said the most fundamental question, "With all due respect, the second senior brother is fine, but the two of you don't look like women at all."

"How could it be? Senior Brother Luo doesn't look like a golden-haired female orangutan," Third Senior Brother blinked, "As for me, I didn't intend to pretend to be a woman, and Tudou's father is a small official, but it's hard to guarantee that he won't be seen , so the two of us will pretend to be the followers that Senior Brother Luo brought from the outer domain."

"Outland?"

"Well, Brother Luo doesn't look like a Central Plains person. As long as you say it's an ugly princess from an outland tribe, you can make a token and a veil, and you can still hide a polo match," he said casually, " It’s just that as a follower, you still have to learn how to ride a horse, otherwise it won’t make sense.”

After I finished listening, I nodded half-understanding, "Then you want to teach me, third senior brother?"

"No, Tudou, your comprehension is too low, I can't teach you, and I don't think you can bear Brother Luo's primitive teaching method." He frowned slightly, and subconsciously rubbed his back, "You go to Master, if you want to Get close to Cui Jinxuan, let him teach you no matter what."

The words of the third senior brother echoed in my ears.

So I went back to Master's room again, maybe because it was getting hot outside, he had changed to another place and was lying on his side, folding the paper crane in one hand, while the paper fan in the other hand was flapping non-stop.

"Why is Yingying back again, didn't she go to arrange a marriage for me?" He glanced at me slightly, and laughed secretly.

"Master, before this, I hope you can teach me something first."

"Oh?" He raised his eyes, "What's the matter?"

"Can you teach me how to ride a horse?"

Master led me to the stable behind the sect. In addition to the harness horses used by the three of us last time, there were still a few Turkic horses inside. From their overall condition, we can see that they have been carefully cared for. All coats are shiny and in good spirits.

"Acting in a hurry, the teacher has no time to prepare the horse for you, so you choose the one you like to ride first."

He pointed out the three inside. Judging from the appearance, they should belong to the three senior brothers, because all three have a strong sense of master - the first one is particularly tall, with a hood with intricate patterns on its back. And Yunzhu, with a striking blue bow on the back of the loose silver and white long mane; the second one is strong, and the black body is not decorated too much, except for the saddle, only simple cloth bags and pots and pans basin; the third gray horse was smaller than the first two, but lean and strong, and inexplicably hung a lot of unnecessary sachets.

I squinted my eyes and found that those sachets were actually peace charms.

"Huh?" I looked into the stables and looked around, only to find these few horses, "Master, where is your mount?"

He showed a helpless expression, but he didn't seem to be so helpless, "The teacher's mount is not here. It has a bad temper, and its emotions are difficult to control, and it cannot be restrained."

Wow, isn't this the horse following the master?

I turned my head and continued to look into the stable, and the master said again, "I see you as a teacher, you are petite, and you can't sit on Luo Bi's horse, so you can try on Yujing or Chuchu."

"Well, if I hadn't asked Second Senior Brother to ride his horse directly, wouldn't he have hit me with a fishing rod?"

"Fishing rod?" Master was a little surprised, "Why is it a fishing rod?"

"It's okay, I just saw some pictures, it's just traumatic."

Master looked at me with a smile.

"No, Yujing is just superficially fierce," he said, "plus there is a teacher here,"

He bent down to get closer to me, and a puff of sandalwood rushed into his nostrils.

When I thought he was going to say something like "Who dares to bully Yingying if you are a teacher", his slender eyes were shining brightly, and he stretched out his finger to touch the tip of my nose, "Only I have the right to bully Yingying." Yingying."


"Master, shouldn't you protect me? You can still be my master if you bully me? Are you afraid that I will switch jobs to other sects to find a more decent master?"

Maybe he didn't expect me to answer like this, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he laughed again, "So, Yingying is really interesting."

He straightened up and continued, "Okay, stop bullying you and protect you, otherwise you will recognize other bad old men as masters, and I will be very troubled." He shook the paper fan and looked at me sadly, " At the age of sixteen or seventeen, making tea and practicing martial arts with a group of seventy-eighty-year-olds, and even hanging shoulders for them, in case of love for a long time, I feel sorry for you just thinking about it."

"Master, whatever you are thinking right now, please stop."

Since I said he had a personality problem, he didn't seem to want to hide it anymore, and told me some stupid things that a human teacher wouldn't even say.

In the end, after careful consideration, I still chose the second senior brother’s horse, because I found that the third senior brother’s was not only covered with dense peace charms, but also countless charms were pasted on the horse’s abdomen and limbs. He did it with the second senior brother to suppress his evil god physique.

"Let's go," Master took the rein, motioned me to sit on the horse, and said to me meaningfully, "It seems that today is not boring."

One of us led the horse, and the other sat on the horse to a grassland on the mountainside. Master handed the reins to me who was sitting on the horse and said, "This horse has a gentle temperament and is quite humane. You can safely tell it where it wants to go." place."

"Yeah," I whispered carefully to the horse's ear, "Well, turn around three times?"

It shook its head and stayed where it was, with a mentally retarded expression under its long eyelashes.

"What to do, Master, it stared at me."

"Although I said that it is quite human, that's not what I meant," the master sighed. "Come on, try to pull the rein and kick its belly lightly."

I did as I said, and sure enough it neighed, glanced at me, and took a few steps forward.

"Wow, it's really walking!" I was overjoyed, and when I wanted to praise it, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't asked the horse's name, "Master, what's its name."

"Asura."

I looked at the black horse below me speechlessly.Well, as expected of the second senior brother, even the name of Ma can show his personal characteristics like this.

(End of this chapter)