The favorite wife of the black-bellied prime minister

Chapter 548
The emperor personally went to the shooting field, which was a promise to the empress.In the whole world, the empress is probably the only one who can let the emperor go to battle in person.However, no one knew about the agreement between the two of them, it was just that His Majesty wanted to have fun during the Emerald Ceremony on a whim.

In the huge batting field, the two teams have already lined up in the dusty environment. The majestic and vigorous soldiers are all mounted on top-quality horses. The horses are divided into black and white, and the ball uniforms are also divided into black and white. The horses are tied with colorful feathers. There are jewels and jade things such as bells and gems tied on the top, and the bells jingle every step you take.

Compared with the cuju that can be seen everywhere in the prosperous capital, it is presumably only seen in the aristocrats in the city of Chang'an, and the fine horses and gorgeous decorations are not available to the common people.

The great emperor, who took off his dragon robe and put on a white ball uniform, sat upright on his horse, with his back straight, looking at the queen on the high platform from a distance.

In the imperial conquest, the emperor's hand is not limited to holding a vermilion pen to judge the world's major events. He once fought across the battlefield with a sword, and his heroic and extraordinary posture has never been seen in her eyes.He is like a child who is determined to save one side, remembering the embarrassment he had in the Dongxing Cuju competition, and vowed to show his prestige in front of her.

"Your Majesty will start for the two teams of soldiers!" Someone shouted loudly, and then the exciting drum beat, and following the beat of the drum, the horse galloped away, and the emperor leaned forward on the horse, his long arms slightly raised aside cane, and brought out the soft ball made of big leather.

His skills are really superb, the ball seems to grow on a rattan stick, he hits the ball hundreds of times without landing, even Baili Jing who is very good at kicking cuju, would never dare to say anything You can hit the ball ten times with that cane without falling.If he played Cuju with his skills, Lian He would not be his opponent.

The rest of the soldiers in the arena remained motionless, and the figure of Du Dadi walked across the court, making people unable to move their eyes away.

He passed the ball to the midfield, hit the goal, bent his bow and set an arrow, and shot through the red silk hanging above the clepsydra, and the weight wrapped in red silk immediately fell to the ground and hit the gong below, "Ding "A gong sounded, and the audience was silent.

Then, the courtiers shouted long live and cheered in unison.The emperor pierces Yang with a hundred steps, and his arrows are flawless. Who would dare not join him?
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Bailijing also stood up with the crowd, her face was calm, but her eyes were only on him who was far away.

She grew up on horseback since she was a child, and followed He around wildly. She claims to be a superb equestrian, but she can't imagine that one day the person next to her can ride a horse and bend a bow and shoot arrows freely.

She loves horseback riding, archery, cuju, and all the things that aristocratic and evil boys like. The man next to her pillow arouses her addiction with his good skills. His distant eyes seem to tell her that it is interesting. Let's compare.

"The beauty is so powerful! It scared me to death! Several times I thought the beauty was going to fall off the horse! I didn't expect the beauty to be so powerful!" Fanhua stood behind Bailijing at this time, muttering to Shi Fanyin .

Then he was dissatisfied: "Hey, old Bobo, don't stand in my way! Move aside! Why are you standing in front of me suddenly? I want to see the beauty!"

All the ministers and courtiers shouted in unison, and the soldiers of the Black Armored Army were as imposing as a rainbow. After the emperor's arrow hit the bull's-eye and the gong started, the real kicking competition began. Stare at one place.

Bai Lijing knew that he was looking at her, and only at her, but she couldn't laugh when she wanted to.

If it is said that Cuju represents the most prosperous years of the villainous youths in the prosperous capital, the laughter and crying may be contained in a small Cuju.The small ball made of eight-sided leather represents the desire to win but also has infinite joy. Even if there are wins and losses, people can taste all kinds of tastes from it and recall their childhood.

But the cane is frightening, as if blood is slipping from the cane.When the nobles of Chang’an City were iron-blooded teenagers, the dust from the horse’s hoof was flying, and every step they took was life or death. Falling off a horse, or being hit on the head by a cane or a ball, is a danger at every step.

Cuju can be used to strengthen the body, while Chiju should be the best choice for military training in the army. The disparity in the strength of Daxing and Western Qin can be seen.

The on-court batting match had already started, and the Black Armored Army officers and men were well-trained and all of them were heroic. The ball was being scrambled and fled in all directions, and the officials on the high platform couldn't restrain themselves from making various noises.

During this lively time, Baili Jing felt uneasy for no reason.

The Great Qin Emperor smiled at her as soon as he sat upright, and was about to dismount and walk up to the high platform ten steps away, but her brows were tightly frowned, as uncomfortable as sitting on pins and needles.

The Great Qin Emperor had already walked to the side of the field, and threw the rattan stick in his hand to the palace servants at the side, but when he got off his horse, his white jersey was stained red with blood.

"Great!"

"Ah, great beauty!"

"His Majesty!"

Surprised all around, Bailijing suddenly sat up from the phoenix seat, her heart almost rose to her throat, and Bo Yan beside her frowned, but calmly comforted her: "Your Majesty, don't panic."

In the chaos, suddenly the great emperor raised his hand from his horse, and his palm was also blood red.

"Hurry up and ask for the imperial physician!" The ceremonial officer was frightened mad, the guards in front of the imperial court were under martial law, and the commander Yuan Chu even drew his sword with a solemn expression.

Standing in the crowd, Bai Lu was almost suffocated, her panting was extremely heavy, she stared at the emperor's hand and the blood on the white jersey, and subconsciously turned her head to search for the figure of LaCrosse, she needed someone to help her. To be sure, did their plan work?Has the April they waited for already arrived?

Suddenly a hand was pressed on the shoulder, Bai Lu regained consciousness in panic, Bai Ye looked calm as usual, and said softly: "Don't get confused, just wait and see what happens."

When everyone was in a hurry, the emperor who saw the red suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the queen, and then stretched out his hand to touch the horse's back, the blood red on the palm was even redder.

He smiled, but his dark eyes were condensed like cold waves and smoke, and he opened his mouth, and a deep and distant voice sounded: "Turk's sweaty and bloody BMW really deserves its reputation. I have seen it today. I travel thousands of miles a day, run like flying, and sweat like blood. All love Don't panic, Qing, if you frighten my queen and emperor, I will not let you off lightly."

It turned out to be a bloody BMW.

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

The officials knelt down.

"Ah, do horses sweat too? It's still blood red? It looks so good!" Fanhua was belatedly surprised, one of her hands was still holding on to the sleeve of Bo Yan in front of her, and Bo Yan pulled her hand suddenly, she Immediately, she lost her balance and fell down. Shi Fanyin helped her up and knelt down with her.Fanhua was about to scold Bo Yan for harming her, but Shi Fanyin covered her mouth.

In the whole batting arena, except for the black armored soldiers on horseback who were still competing as usual, the elders were blinded, and only the empress standing in front of the phoenix seat was left, staring at the emperor walking from the stage to her.

The emperor stretched out a hand towards her, only to find that the hand was bloody, and changed another hand, Bailijing refused to give him his hand.

The emperor smiled, walked over and put his arms around her waist, kissed her ear, and said with a smile, "Are you angry? Be careful, I'm fine."

As soon as the words were finished, Bailijing felt sick in her heart. She covered her mouth and lay on his chest, as if she was about to spit it out.Since the third month of pregnancy, she often still feels nauseated, and today's ceremony has been tossed a few times, she should not be able to bear it at this time.

"The empress is pregnant and her body is not easy to work on. All the lovers continue to watch the jousting competition. I will send the empress back to the palace to rest." The emperor looked calm, leaned slightly and picked up the empress, and walked towards Jin Yu outside the jousting arena go.

The batting field was very windy, and Gui Jiu had already put on a black cloak for the emperor. The white jersey under the cloak was stained with blood red. Following the emperor's steps, the color was extremely glaring, and it was hard to tell whether it was blood or red.

The empress went to Jin Yu, and the final entertainment of the empress ceremony is continuing, but how many people have no intention of watching the batting match anymore.

Prince Cheng Jun Yue pulled Bai Ye aside, his fingers were so stiff that it was hard to make a fist, and he asked in a low voice: "Is he injured? He is really sick? The arrangements in the arena will not go wrong. Is he already dying? But still trying to cover up people's eyes and ears?"

Bai Ye pursed his lips, he didn't see any panic, he was silent for a long time before he said to Jun Yue: "Second cousin, I'm afraid there may be fraud, so don't act rashly."

Jun Yue didn't know what was on his mind, and seemed to have made up his mind to die: "We can't give him a chance to struggle and breathe, absolutely not!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Second brother, which side are you on? Could it be that you are still undecided at this point?" Bai Lu's eyes followed the back of LaCrosse who was going away, and stared anxiously at Bai Ye.

Bai Ye's expression remained the same as before, with frowning: "...this poison is bloodthirsty, no accidents, the poisoned person will not survive tonight." He couldn't hear the joy and anger in his words, as if it was just an ordinary thing, he Just tell the truth.

After hearing this, Bai Lu opened her eyes wide in astonishment, and then turned into aphasia of panic and ecstasy. She spoke incoherently, "I... I'll go find, find the imperial aunt..."

"Lu'er..." Bai Ye failed to stop her, brothers and sisters, none of them would listen to his persuasion, so Bai Ye could only withdraw his hand and looked at the black and white teams on the batting field.

There is only one ball, which attracts everyone to scramble for it, bloody and heartbroken, not to mention something bigger, heavier and more difficult to let go of than a ball.

If there is any regret, it is only a pity that this grand wedding ceremony, if someone speaks out, eternal life may not be realized...

In Jin Yu, Baili Jingli left Jun Zhi's arms, her face that had been painted with makeup was still gorgeous, and her bright eyes were fixed on him: "Your Majesty, you are bleeding."

She said with certainty, not speculation.

Jun Zhi smiled, his face was pale, and he stroked her face with the other hand: "There are barbs on the cane, just scratched, don't worry."

She was too familiar with the smell of blood, even if he covered it with a cloak when he came back from the field, he could smell it as soon as he got close to her.She had only seen the heroic and extraordinary side of the Great Qin Emperor before, and it immediately gave her the familiar smell of blood. When she was on the court just now, she almost blurted out and called the imperial doctor because her husband suffered from blood loss, and any wound might bleed more than.

However, she stopped and said nothing.

Her former husband was a sick man, aphasia, taboo, and weakness. She had never found any of these three things in the Great Qin Emperor—his ability to speak love words was smoother than that of handwriting, he was not taboo about meat and vegetables, and he was right about eating and drinking. He is not particular about being taboo, and he has never had anything to do with the word "weak". He is so strong that he has no flaws. How could something happen to him because of a wound?
Jun Zhi's hand was hanging aside, blood flowed down his fingertips, drip by drop onto the precious carpet.

(End of this chapter)