Zhao Yingyue was also on the court. When the ball was hugged by him, she let go of her hand, then raised her foot and kicked the ball into the goal.

The officials there cheered happily, and there were cheers.

Xining looked at it and saw that the male guest was still far away and could not see the human face clearly. The person wearing a white robe should be the emperor. In this era, he liked simplicity, and the court uniforms of officials and ministers were not embroidered, only the color difference. Even if he wore a brocade, he would use dark patterns.

The noble girl’s dresses are basically light pink, goose yellow, green, silver gray, and unsaturated colors, only…

Xining turned his head and looked at the edge of the side, close to the noble lady's mat. Although the bright redness of the county lord Jiashun was a little eye-catching. He also put on regular makeup, with goose yellow on his forehead; black faces on the corners of his mouth; half a moon slanted red on his cheeks. The Queen and several concubines used pearls to make up. Even the county lord Jiashun also had the money to use pearls, which was useless this time, so it was not too much.

The Lord of Jiashun laughed and applauded there. It would be difficult to show his face so obviously without paying attention.

The concubines in the palace naturally would not show their dissatisfaction on their faces, but the noble ladies would never choose such a daughter-in-law to get started, even from Prince Hua's Mansion.

No matter how arrogant the body master is, he will sometimes restrain himself. The Jiashun County Lord can live freely without knowing anything. Xining is the word "六文".

After playing the ball for a while, it ended quickly. After all, the kick ball is inevitable. This time, the officials and the people are having fun together. If something happens, then it will be extremely happy and sad.

Next was the skating bed. One by one, the wooden beds with smooth bottoms were pushed to the ice. The official and the queen naturally sat on them first, and then pulled them by humans.

Five or six strong men clutched the thick hemp rope tied to the head of the ice bed, and quickly took the ice bed to slide on the frozen lake surface. When they turned around or seemed to be hitting other ice beds, they caused several timid noble girls to scream.

The loss of composure at this time not only won’t be blamed, but instead makes the Empress and the Lady laugh.

There are still a few noble men who have just reached the age of the first time and have started learning to skate.

Xining saw Zhao Yingyue's orthodox coach Zhao Heming skating. Zhao Heming staggered. After falling a few times, he slipped much smoother.

He walked over slowly along the way, arrived in front of him, holding the bamboo railing in front of him, his childish face was full of pride: "Auntie, look, I can do it!"

She smiled and said, "So amazing."

The men in the General's Mansion of Zhenguo were not spoiled. Half of the noble men fell twice and refused to continue. Their mothers were worried like something, and they wanted to run over to use it as a mat and let their son fall on them.

Zhao Heming fell a few times, and two of them were quite heavy. Mrs. Zhao was still chatting and laughing, as if the person who fell was not his grandson.

"Auntie, come down too, it's fun." Zhao Heming encouraged him.

Zhao Yingyue slid over. Her tall figure and handsome appearance made the faces of many noble girls here blush. They lowered their heads slightly, and they didn't dare to look at them.

"You still can't stand firmly and want to be a master." Zhao Yingyue smiled, revealing her white and neat teeth: "Little sister, why don't you sit on the ice bed and I'll take you around."

Xining smiled and shook her head: "No, the wind is quite strong, I'm afraid of catching a cold."

Thinking about the fact that this little girl has been weak since she was a child, she didn't force herself, so she pulled Zhao Heming away: "Hurry up, practice hard, and wait until next year to grab the ball with her uncle."

Zhao Yingyue rushed Zhao Heming just now, and the noble girls around who had ignored him seemed to be getting close to each other: "Miss Zhao, is this your brother?"

"It's my third brother. I've been following my father at Yanguan. It's rare to come back once." Xining deliberately pulled the gray fox fur cloak on her body.

He asked with a sharp eye: "Is the skin he hunted on you?"

"Yes, my third brother is good at riding and shooting, and most of the skins were made by him. This year, in addition to these average ones, I got two very good skins. The white fox fur was given to my second sister-in-law and the fire fur fur. The fire fur fur was so red that I asked someone to take it away. I will use it when I go to the third brother to hire him in the future."

Those noble girls didn't know were a little discouraged and said in disappointment: "Which lady from the family is decided? So lucky."

Taking advantage of this time, I quickly promoted it: "I'm just back now and I'm about to find it. Although my third brother is very skilled in martial arts, he is kind and has a rhythm. The characters he writes are so many times better than me. Every time I come back, I bring me things and bake me the various wild game I bring. The barbecue with honey is fragrant. It's a pity that I have a bad appetite and can only eat a little."

Now many noble girls are active. Who doesn’t want to marry a good husband? Think about the position of the General of the State, who is of high status and powerful. Even if the third son cannot inherit the title, he can still be promoted and awarded the title after making military achievements in the army.

Moreover, the rare home of the General's Mansion in Zhenguo was clean. Except for General Zhao, the prince and the two sons did not take concubines. It is said that there was no girl in the same house. Everyone knew how General Zhao, this concubine, got her, so General Zhao learned from her mistakes and took the initiative. If any young master had an accident at the banquet, all the servants and guards who accompanied her would be in power. They would usually be slaves, and they would take the lead when they charged and conquered the city.

This is equivalent to being cannon fodder killed, so they would rather die at the banquet and be loyal servants.

Today, I saw General Zhao's third son, and his skin was a little darker, but he couldn't cover his handsomeness. He was completely different from the prince who stayed in the capital. He had a long beard and dark beard, and looked like his father.

"Ah snee~" The prince who was sitting suddenly sneezes.

On weekdays, I am so strong that I can kill the cow, why did I sneeze today? Maybe someone is talking about his eldest son, and by the way, he talks about him.

Looking at the ice, Zhao Heming had already slipped smoothly.

Well, that's right, this is the descendant of the general. The prince touched his thick black beard with satisfaction.

Many noble girls looked at Zhao Yingyue on the ice intentionally or unintentionally... If they could love their girls and sister-in-law so much, they would naturally love their wives in the future. The third son of the General's Mansion in Zhenguo should be a good match.

"Although the third prince of the General's Mansion in Zhenguo is good-looking, he is still not as good as the third prince." A disharmonious voice came.

The noble lady's mat and the noble lady's mat are next to each other, so the noble lady there can naturally hear it clearly.

Seeing Mrs. Zhao's brows tightly, while the queen and other concubines pretended not to hear anything, their ears were raised high, and the third prince's mother, Concubine Xian, looked bad.

The one who doesn't know how to be tall and strong is naturally the county lord of Jiashun. He is so stupid. If the third prince marrys her, not to mention help, he may be successful but not defeated.

Xining smiled, neither humble nor arrogant: "Everyone in the world is His Majesty's ministers; the third prince is a dragon son, with a noble status and a young and promising person, which is difficult for ordinary people to reach."

"That's natural!" County Lord Jiashun raised his head proudly. She was also a descendant of Emperor Gaozu, with a royal bloodline, and the same noble status.
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