King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 290

"Qiqige, my thirteenth brother is the number one warrior in the world, now you have nothing to say!" Zhu Yunsheng smiled brightly.

Seeing Xurigan who staggered up from the ground and was stopped when he wanted to enter the arena, Qi Qige felt that his heart was about to break.

On the side, Yang Jingting was still in a state of shock.

She could never have imagined that Zhu Jinghong, who was usually not in good shape, would be so brave and domineering.

Such a heroic and heroic person, wouldn't it make people... Thinking of this, Yang Jingting blushed unconsciously.

Also looking at Shi Xiangyun in the field, he also said with sincere emotion at this moment: "It is said that under the great name, it is actually hard to live up to it. I saw you today... I know that the Thirteenth Lord is really a hero!"

When he said this, Shi Xiangyun only had admiration in his eyes. After all, Zhu Jinghong was trying to win glory for Daming, which was tantamount to using his advantages for something useful.

Different from the shock of the girls, Baochai was obviously calmer, because she had experienced more shocking things before.

Not everyone has experienced a life-and-death situation, and even fewer people have seen Zhu Jinghong chopping people like chopping vegetables. Compared with that, it is now a child's play.

"With you here... how could Daming lose!" Baochai thought to himself.

The empress on the side is another scene at this moment.

When the emperor laughed heartily, Yang Qingyin's heart hung in her throat, for fear that something might happen to her precious son.

"This kid...like me!"

Hearing the emperor's hearty laugh, Yang Qingyin poured cold water on her and said, "I think His Majesty did such a feat back then!"

"They're all about the same...they're all about the same!" Zhu Xianming concealed his embarrassment.

Besides, on the field, as Xuyang Gan was thrown off the horse, the morale of Daming's side was high, and they scored several goals in a row.

When the first half ended, the score had become [-]-[-], and the gap was not so big.

Junggar will rely on the second half to pull back, the possibility is basically equal to zero, so the result of this game is doomed.

After the two sides left the field, the riders of Daming surrounded Zhu Jinghong, and there were endless compliments.

Everywhere Zhu Jinghong went, no matter whether he knew him or not, whether he was an envoy from Ming Dynasty or a foreign country, they all cheered Zhu Jinghong.

The current lively situation reminds Zhu Jinghong of the "World Cup" in his previous life, but the current scale is not large.

Different from the cheers Zhu Jinghong received, the Junggar people on the other side who left the stage sadly were all dejected at the moment.

"Xiaoyang, what's the matter with you?" Battelle grabbed his collar.

Being grabbed by the collar again, Rising Sun felt extremely humiliated, so he pushed Battelle away with all his strength, making the latter unbelievable for a moment.

"You're crazy!"

Bateer yelled loudly, he is the son of Junggar Khan, how dare Xurigan push him.

Xuri Gan didn't say a word, and looked for a place to sit down on his own. He was thrown off the horse and hurt his muscles and bones. Right now, his back is in severe pain.

If he wasn't afraid of being ridiculed by outsiders, he would have left to find a doctor.

At this moment, he is holding on with all his strength, entirely to protect Junggar's face.

"Are you okay?" Na Risong stepped forward to ask, and he found that there was something wrong with Xuri.

Enduring the severe pain, Xuri Gan replied: "My lord, I fell off the horse just now, and my sternum should be broken!"

"Can't go up?"

Na Risong felt embarrassed when he asked this question, he was seriously injured.

Xuri Gan replied honestly: "I can't even move now!"

"Then we are doomed!" Battelle stepped forward and asked.

Knowing that Xurigan was seriously injured, the anger in his heart disappeared.

"We have already lost!" Na Risong replied helplessly.

Xuri Gan said very solemnly: "That thirteenth master really has the courage to be undeserved, we are the ones who underestimated him!"

Only by facing Zhu Jinghong directly can he truly feel his horror. Xurigan has been completely defeated, and he has no pride.

"Rising sun, you are my number one warrior in Junggar!" Battelle reminded angrily.

Hearing this, Xu Yanggan only showed a wry smile, he only found this name ridiculous now.

When everyone was silent, time passed quickly, and the bell rang for the start of the second half.

Daming's side was upbeat, but Junggar's side was downcast, allowing everyone on the scene to know the result of the game.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Throughout the second half of the game, it was tantamount to Daming playing against Junggar.

From the beginning to the end, Junggar did not score a single goal, but Daming scored another seven. The final score was [-]-[-].

Hearing the ringing of the bell, Zhu Xianming laughed heartily.

"Let me just say... Old Shisan is a good kid, he has not let me down in his work!"

Hearing the emperor's praise, Yang Qingyin was not overly happy.

The sixth son, who was still the prince back then, was praised repeatedly in the same way, and finally became the current "virtuous king" persona, and launched an impact on the status of the princes.

In the past six months, the emperor has praised the old thirteen many times, as if the events of that year were happening, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but not worry.

But when she thought about it again, she didn't have to worry too much about the old thirteen, who didn't look like a prince.

Maybe I was thinking too much... Yang Qingyin thought so.

"Ten years of orthodoxy, the Shengshou Festival Polo Tournament, this is the end... This round of Ming Dynasty wins!"

Following the chanting of the ceremony officer, most of the people on the scene cheered, and no one cared about the Junggar people who left the scene disastrously.

Throwing the stick to the guard beside him, Zhu Jinghong stretched out his hands to bathe in the glory, his expression was much calmer than other players.

Looking at Zhu Jinghong in the crowd, Prince Zhu Jingyuan sighed, this was a scene he couldn't envy.

From childhood to adulthood, he has hardly accomplished anything worthy of praise, let alone bathing in glory like this and enjoying the admiration of thousands of people.

"Thirteenth brother, much better than me!" Zhu Jingyuan sighed.

Thinking of Zhu Jinghong's good relationship with him, Zhu Jingyuan felt much more at ease. Such a good relationship needs to be win over.

In fact, Zhu Jingyuan, who was sitting on the other side, was thinking similarly to the prince at the moment.

Not only envied Zhu Jinghong's ability, but also hoped to win him over.

Perhaps because of a mutual understanding, the two brothers, who were not far apart, looked at each other at the same time, and then turned their heads with a cold snort.

This time the big competition won the first place, and the imperial court will naturally reward it.

As No.1, the members of the Ming Dynasty team received swords. These swords were carefully crafted by the military and battle bureau. They are full of luxury and can be used as family heirlooms.

After Daming's team received the reward, the No. 2 Junggars followed, and they also got the sword according to the rules, but the rules were lower.

Then No.3, No.4...

There was a lot of excitement here to accept the award, but Zhu Jinghong was not among them, because he really didn't need it.

At this moment, he has arrived at Guanlou and is walking up the steps.

However, just at the corner, a beautiful shadow shot towards Zhu Jinghong who was turning and going upstairs.

Fortunately, this fellow moved swiftly, thinking it was a secret, he raised his hand to block, and happened to grab Qiqige's chest with both hands.

Even though his personality is as bright as his character, at this moment Zhu Jinghong is holding him with both hands, he will be shocked and stunned in place, not knowing how to deal with himself for a while.

Zhu Jinghong was also stunned.

"you……"

Qi Qige wanted to scold someone, but she couldn't speak out after being rubbed by Zhu Jinghong, so she instinctively wanted Zhu Jinghong to kick her.

However, at the next moment, the leg she kicked out was embraced by Zhu Jinghong again, and the posture of the two of them was even more strange at the moment.

(End of this chapter)