The competition venue is not that simple. After all, the builders of the two societies are children of wealthy families. A row of colored sheds were set up in advance on the sidelines, and the left and right men and women were divided into different places. A platform was simply built in the middle, with red and green on it with colored heads.
In addition to the prefect, there are also some merchants who have sent their names to show their names in front of others.
Although this young man's Cuju race is not as lively as the dragon boat race, the merchants never dislike the profits. What's more, there is a lottery for the prefect here, so it is important to make fun of the prefect.
The colored head of the prefect is placed in the middle, and non-gold and non-silver are just a scroll, with words written by the prefect himself.
The prefect is a gentleman, and the teenagers of Cuju Club are not short of money, so the prefect's title this year is particularly suitable.
But it is precisely because the prefect is a gentle person that he has never visited the Cuju competition for three years since he came here.
Unexpectedly, this year came, which made the scene a little panicked. Because it was the children's fun, there were no important parents present from the four major families and eight families, and only some children from the family came to join in the fun.
Facing the prefect, they were not qualified to come forward to entertain. Fortunately, although they were young and had a capable manager present, they had a colorful shed after a chaotic period and invited the prefect to take their seats. The servants had notified the heads of each family...
Several parents who heard the news also came and occupied more coloring sheds. So when Guo Baoer and others approached, they found that there were a lot more people here than in previous years, so the girls had to squeeze into one.
Because there were many men and ladies coming over there, Mrs. Guo had to go over to meet each other one by one, leaving Guo Baoer and a group of girls to sit here.
"Don't squeeze..."
"...You are sitting high and going to the back... I can't see it if I block it..."
"...I stepped on my skirt... This is a new one..."
The girls were chattering and making noises without elders.
"It's so noisy, why are you crowding here?" Guo Baoer shouted angrily, and then hit the girl beside her with her shoulder, "Qin Sulan, don't shake your fan and knock my hair down."
The girl who was a girl of similar age and was pretending to be a demonstration and shook the fan even more powerfully. Guo Baoer had to reach out and snatch it, and the two of them became a mess.
"Stop making trouble, the prefect is here, so as not to be laughed at." A girl who was stern afterwards said, looking at Guo Baoer with some contempt.
Guo Baoer pinched the little braid hanging beside him and looked at the girl.
This is the lady of the Liu family of the four major clans. Wuling Club was founded by her family. Now the one who is in charge of Wuling Club is the lady's real brother.
As a large clan in Chang'an City, Miss Liu looked down on a vulgar military general like Guo Baoer.
"Liu Wuer." Guo Baoer snorted, "You actually came here, don't be afraid of getting tired, you will become a joke."
Liu Wuer sat upright and smiled.
"How can I become a joke if I don't have a son-in-law?" she whispered softly.
Although she is only twelve or thirteen years old, girls from all generations are born with a natural ability to speak out and arrows.
Guo Baoer was furious and was about to jump up. Two delicate girls from the Qin family next to her hurriedly hugged her.
"Stop making trouble..."
"The competition is about to begin..."
Although they were talking and talking just now, compared to the ladies of the Liu family, they were still better than Guo Baoer. They knew that Guo Baoer was going to suffer a loss in front of Liu Wuer and stopped him.
"Your brother will appear, it's your brother who won the glory." Qin Sulan said softly leaning against Guo Baoer's shoulder.
But these words made the girls around Liu Wuer laugh again.
“…… When did Changle Society win?”
“.....It was once a year ago..."
They seemed to be talking to each other, and only glanced at Guo Baoer and others from the corner of their eyes. This was humiliating enough.
Guo Baoer blushed in anger.
"You, you have the ability to compete with me..." she shouted with her hips on her hips.
Liu Wuer and others smiled without showing their teeth, or even covered their faces with round fans.
"Sorry, we can't compare to Miss Guo." They said with a smile.
This attitude made Guo Baoer even more annoyed. The two young ladies of the Qin family felt that they could not hold her back, and a servant came over.
"Don't make noise, ladies..."
"Everything is done... This is outside..."
It turned out that the noise here alarmed the ladies on the other side. The ladies were afraid of disturbing the prefects there, so they asked the mothers to discipline them. After some comfort, coaxed and scared the girls in the hut, they finally sat down. Although they could not stop speaking, they were much better than before.
Guo Baoer also gritted her teeth and sat down.
"I really hate sitting with them," she said, "I have avoided it before..."
Thinking of this, I looked at the colored shed on the other side angrily. The colored shed just covers the sun, and is open on all sides. You can see many men sitting in the colored shed near the center.
It was a man, not a teenager. In the past, these men were not interested in watching the children's Cuju competition, all of which were to accompany the prefect.
"It's really annoying. What are you doing when you see this?" Guo Baoer muttered, thinking that this time was no different from before. If you had to say that there was any difference, it would be...
She looked at the field ahead, and a group of young people were exercising their hands and feet.
"It's all a blame on this mangy dog. As long as he is there, there will be no good things."
......
Compared to the noisy words of the girls, the coloring booth where the prefect is located is another kind of noisy.
The prefect Li Guangyuan was once a Hanlin scholar. Three years ago, because of his disagreement with the Minister of Rites Song and Yuan, the Minister of Rites, came to Chang'an Prefecture to serve. Although he was demoted from the capital, Li Guangyuan still had a very good reputation. Qingming was highly respected by the people under the rule of Chang'an Prefecture.
"...Mr. Li is so happy... The children are so honored this time..."
"...Where are the places, the young men, my younger generations are better than the blue..."
Everyone in the colorful shed was socializing and laughing, warm, polite, noisy and joyful, and quietly scrambling to sit in front, back and forth, looking at the young people in the venue.
Cuju is already on the court, and the teenagers are preparing to enter.
Xue Qing had already said goodbye to the excited Zhang Nie returned to Changle Club and saw the people from Wuling Club coming over. Unlike the red and black pants here, the teenagers in Wuling Club were white shirts and green pants. The teenagers looked like white jade and did not lose their color under this exaggerated color scheme, and they looked even more youthful and gorgeous.
Just like their Cuju club name, it is as ostentatious as the white horse in the silver saddle and the spring breeze.
"Master Fuzun comes in person..."
A clear voice sounded among them, and Xue Qing's gaze also fell on a tall boy with almond eyes and long eyebrows.
His voice was raised high like his long eyebrows, with arrogance.
"Zhang Liantang, you have to be successful this time, otherwise we will be embarrassed."
This was clearly the case that Changle Society would lose, and the teenagers around him all burst into laughter.
The young man...it's so interesting, Xue Qing also smiled slightly.
"Why are you laughing?" Chu Minghui stared at Xue Qing.
This was not funny to the teenagers of Changle Club. Chu Minghui's voice was loud and immediately attracted everyone's eyes, and he saw the smile on Xue Qing's face.
This... Xue Qing's smile did not condense or panic, but laughed again, looking at the boy in white shirt and green pants who was talking.
"Nothing..." she said the truth, "You look very nice."
What... Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and the young man's almond eyes no longer floated over.
Zhang Liantang thought that Xue Qing had said this once, when he was making things difficult for Mr. Qingxia.
You look very nice.
It seems that it is really appropriate to contact the context.
He laughed.
"Liu Chunyang, stop talking." He bent over and picked up the Cuju on the ground and threw it out hard, "Come and see you on the court."
Suddenly, a group of teenagers screamed and headed towards the field, knocking the Wuling teenagers in white shirts and green pants to the point where they were, and also lost their previous charm.
The apricot-eyed boy Liu Chunyang spat and raised his hand to greet him with him. The boys' screams echoed in the audience, arrogant and unscrupulous.
The girls in the colorful shed all seemed to stand up as they were brave enough. This was the only time they could watch the teenagers without any restraint. The girls and servants on the side would not stop them from teaching them a lesson.
"...Look, young man..."
“…We are all old…”
"..... Mr. Zhang should not be humble, you and I can also get one game..."
The men stopped chatting for a while, turned their eyes to the boy with a smile and pointed, waiting for a grand game.
Xue Qing felt the sudden increase in the atmosphere around him, and was also a little excited... and retreated back to the sidelines.
She is not qualified to play for the time being, or she has no chance to play for this game, but it is also great to be able to watch here so close.
She has participated in and integrated the life here, and control will naturally be realized soon.
Chapter completed!