After transmigrating into a stepmother, I transformed my whole family to work on farming

Chapter 749 Cuju Competition
After Qin Yao finished the inspection and walked out of the house, she met An Zi who had been waiting there early.

Seeing her, An Zi waved vigorously, fearing that Qin Yao couldn't see him.

This royal horse farm is incredibly large. If no one leads the way, it would probably take Qin Yao a long time to find Liu Ji.

He went forward to meet Anzi, and the two of them walked half a circle to the right from the entrance of the racecourse and finally found a seat.

This is a grandstand, a temporary platform built against the wall under the high city wall.

Liu Ji was standing on the platform and had noticed Qin Yao's presence long ago. Before she came close, he was already waiting at the stairs.

"Madam, here, here!" Liu Ji shouted loudly.

The auditorium was built around the racecourse, and now the seats on all sides were almost full, waiting for the race to start at noon.

Qin Yao walked up to the stands, which were very spacious and covered with colorful sunshade cloth, so they were not very hot.

There are many empty seats on the stage, but currently only Gong Liangliao is there.

Si Kong Jian was nowhere to be seen, perhaps he was still busy preparing for the game.

But he brought the four expert guards who were originally guarding outside Puyuan, and they were now guarding the four sides of the stands.

Qin Yao thought this spot was pretty good, with a good view, few people and shade.

Qin Yao came to the stands, greeted Gong Liangliao, who seemed to be in good spirits, and sat down in the empty seat next to him.

Qin Yao took off the veil on her head and looked around.

It turned out that there was a higher stand ten meters away on the right. Behind the stand was a corridor on the city wall, which led directly to the Ziwei Palace.

Looking at the various bright yellow ceremonial objects set up on the high platform, it is not difficult to guess that that will be the viewing position for His Majesty and His Majesty the Queen.

Most of the ministers and officials have arrived, except for the royal family members and the Northern Barbarian King Chan and the princess.

As the entrance gate closed, drum beats began to sound on both sides of the field, and the originally noisy stands soon quieted down.

Everyone looked forward to it, gazing towards the bright yellow platform in the east.

Liu Ji whispered excitedly: "The game is about to begin!"

Qin Yao and Gong Liangliao beside them hummed calmly, which made Liu Ji dissatisfied. He glanced at the two of them with resentment, "Can you guys expect a little bit more?"

Qin Yao and Gong Liangliao looked at each other, smiled faintly, and did not comment.

Liu Ji was depressed and snorted. He knew that people’s joys and sorrows were not the same, so he was too lazy to care about them. He just followed the silent excitement in the venue and looked at the stage expectantly.

Soon, voices of chanting could be heard coming from the corridor of the high platform:
"Your Majesty and Queen are here!"

"The Northern Barbarian envoy has arrived!"

"The princess and her husband have arrived!"

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess have arrived!"

"."

Behind them were the voices of three or four princesses and princes, and all the direct relatives of the emperor, empress and queen were present.

Soon, all the empty seats on the podium were filled.

People were in a lower position than the platform, so their vision was obstructed and they could not see clearly what the emperor looked like. They could only see a few yellow, red, pink and purple silhouettes in the distance.

But even so, Liu Ji and An Zi were so excited that they knelt down along with all the ministers and officials, shouting "Long live the emperor", "A thousand years live the queen", "A thousand years live the princess and the crown prince" and so on.

Because she was too excited and her voice was so sharp, Qin Yao felt like her brain was about to explode.

But everyone was kneeling down to kowtow, so she could only endure the noise in her ears, cover herself with loose clothes, and kneel down on one knee to kowtow. The stadium was large, but because it was very quiet, the sound from the high platform could be heard throughout the venue.

The Emperor of Sheng, who was over fifty years old, stood under the canopy on the high platform and said to everyone present with full vigor:

"Today, our two countries are playing Cuju, exchanging ideas and learning from each other. We should stop when we are satisfied and not hurt the harmony."

After a series of instructions, everyone responded, and the emperor raised his hand, "Everyone, get up, everyone, come with me and watch a good Cuju match!"

"Thank you for your grace!"

Everyone in the room responded in unison, their voices as loud as a bell.

Qin Yao's mind was buzzing again.

Everyone returned to their seats, the drums sounded again, and the Cuju players from Sheng State and Beiman began to enter the field. The Sheng State team wore red and the Beiman team wore black to ensure that there would be no confusion.

Players from both teams came to the foot of the platform and stood still, waiting for the people on the platform to give pre-match encouragement.

The people who stood up this time were Prince Chan and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, each representing their own country. They personally came on stage to encourage the team members, which only inspired those passionate men to the point that they wanted to sacrifice their lives for their country immediately!

Even the courtiers of both countries were so excited that they stood up and shouted victory.

The atmosphere is so perfect that everyone in it is inevitably affected.

Because they were closer to the platform, Qin Yao could see that the young prince of the eldest princess's family and Hu Hetixiang were cheering on the platform, and each one was louder than the other.

The princess of the crown prince's family seemed to have the same temperament as her father. Noticing that the temper between the prince and the Northern Barbarian princess was growing more and more intense, she stood in the middle with good temper and tried to act as a peacemaker.

Unfortunately, no one listened to her.

The fight between the two sides ended only when the prince consort scolded him.

This was the first time Qin Yao saw the princess's consort. He was tall and strong, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a beard. He looked like a lion king, mighty and domineering.

But there was a gentleness in his brow that was completely opposite to his appearance.

Rumor has it that the prince consort was a powerful leader whom the princess met on her way to regain the empire. In order to expand her power, she used her beauty to trick the man into coming to her.

Later, the emperor became king, the eldest princess became a princess, and the leader became the legitimate son-in-law of the emperor.

But so far, neither of them has held a formal wedding ceremony.

What is the reason?

Is it because the princess is too strict with her husband? Or is it because she has someone else in her heart and doesn't want to hurt her lover?

In short, the wedding ceremony that the two never held successfully added a lot of gossip material that could be fabricated into rumors.

Qin Yao squinted her eyes to avoid the glaring sunlight, and watched the lion king gently educating his young cub, the prince, not to quarrel with the guests. She thought to herself that maybe he was a tough guy with a soft heart, a true love party who didn't care about any ceremony.

As if noticing Qin Yao's gaze, the 'Lion King' suddenly stood up from his seat and looked down.

"Boom, boom, boom!" With a burst of drums, the game finally begins!
After being interrupted by this, I tried to search for the gaze that was staring at me, but I couldn't find it.

"My dear, teacher, Cuju is about to start!" Liu Ji reminded excitedly, "Look, look."

Qin Yao hummed and turned her attention to the game off the court which was not particularly intense.

But the inquiring looks from the people on the podium that came at her from time to time made her feel uneasy, as if she was sitting on pins and needles, and as if something was stuck in her throat.

Maybe Xu Wenqing didn't expect her to appear here, so he sent palace servants to express his greetings under the guise of Gong Liangliao.

It would have been more realistic if the palace maid's eyes hadn't fallen on her so frequently.