The banquet ended soon, and everyone followed the Holy Driver to the venue behind the Tai Chi Hall.
The venue in the backyard of Tai Chi Hall is not small. Directly in front is a huge grandstand blocked by a yellow gauze curtain. It is slightly higher than the grandstands on both sides. It should be the residence of the Holy Master.
There are also stands covered with white gauze curtains on the left and right sides. The stands are slightly smaller, slightly lower, and slightly more numerous. They are neatly distributed in two places of the bright yellow stands. They are probably where the princes and nobles stay.
The huge venue is a piece of sand, with undulating shapes in the middle imitating mountains, but it is only ankle-high, and the corridor in the middle is separated by many flowers and trees as obstacles.
After the emperor arrived, the young eunuchs filed in and placed colorful flags in the five nests on the ground.
Lan Yunyi didn't notice it when she came in the morning, but now she realized that this place seemed to have been used as a Chuiwan venue.
Lan Yunyi's team was led by her, and Gu Rong also stood on tiptoes, eagerly raising her hands to participate, and the emperor nodded in agreement.
What Lan Yunyi didn't expect was that Cui Jingjing also raised her hand to participate. The emperor promised, and Lan Yunyi couldn't refuse.
The five-person team has already gathered three people. The others are either older married women or unmarried ladies who are disdainful of competing with Mongolia and are worried about being embarrassed by losing.
Seeing that no one was willing to join and the situation was at a stalemate, Lan Yunyi secretly turned around and asked Zhu Qing behind her.
"Xiao Qingqing, what is the level of your kung fu in Qiguo?"
Zhu Qing was immersed in patting away the dust on his clothes. After hearing this, he looked up at Lan Yunyi seriously.
"My boxing and kicking skills are not good enough. I am at a low level. No one has been willing to practice with me for a long time."
Zhuqing has always wanted to know his own level.
But when she encounters danger, she always uses her sword to meet the enemy as a conditioned reflex. She has been using her killing moves since elementary school, and those opponents died under her sword within three moves. She rarely has the chance to react.
, put down your weapons, use your fists and kicks to fight with people.
Zhuqing had been confused about her level in the past. After all, she rarely had the opportunity to fight with others properly. Before she could show her true level, her opponent would be inexplicably defeated.
Later, I gradually convinced myself that if I didn't practice Kung Fu well enough, my attacks would be light and heavy, and people wouldn't be able to survive the third move. Is this why they don't want to have fun with me?
She spoke sincerely, with a hint of loneliness hidden in her lonely eyes.
When Lan Yunyi heard this, her face froze, and her face was immediately stained with guilt.
Lan Yunyi: Damn it, I made Zhu Qing sad...
For her to be able to say so frankly about her obscene boxing and kicking skills, she must have digested it silently and spent those years of low self-esteem, right?
Lan Yunyi is thinking about a question at the moment.
Zhu Qing used to be Yan Yinxiao's subordinate, and Senior Sister Guaili was an ashes existence.
She wanted to pick the weaker one to compete in the competition to make up the number.
As for why she didn't want both of them to participate, she was afraid that there would be a few extra bodies on the field for no apparent reason before the ball-pounding competition was over.
Lan Yunyi thought about it and turned to look at the senior sister behind her. What came to her mind was the image of Princess Yuan Cheng who lost most of her life after being kicked away by Yu Ying.
If we invite the senior sister to play, whether we win or not is another question, but the style of the competition should change from Chuimaru to sumo wrestling.
The low-key Lan Yunyi adheres to the principle of being able to show off perfectly on the field and trying not to cause any casualties. In the end, she decided to only let Zhu Qing, who knew some "dirty kung fu", participate.
So she pursed her lips and opened her eyes again, waiting for the opportunity to make her request to the emperor.
"Your Majesty, since we don't have enough people to participate in Chuiwan, can you let Zhu Qing, the maid beside me, participate in this competition? She is familiar with Gu Rong and Cui Jingjing, so she can take care of her before and after."
The emotionless nodding machine, the Emperor, was about to continue nodding, but Princess Yuancheng immediately raised objections after hearing this.
"No! That cold maid next to you is very capable at first glance. If she comes on stage, I will be afraid that she will be violent!"
Princess Yuancheng raised her voice, her voice a bit delicate, and she refused Lan Yunyi's request in a matter-of-fact manner.
On this ground, you are the one who is most likely to be violent, right?
Lan Yunyi turned to look at the expressionless Zhu Qing, and then at the smiling Yu Ying, feeling a little confused for a moment.
Forget it, senior sister's strength is only a little stronger than ordinary people, so as long as she controls her strength well, she can't kick anyone to death.
So she said again.
"Since Zhu Qing can't do it, can we ask Yu Ying to come in? She doesn't know kung fu, but she's just a little bit stronger than ordinary people."
Princess Yuancheng was about to say no, but at the end she heard Lan Yunyi say that her maid's strength was a little stronger than ordinary people, and she burst out laughing.
"Since you have great strength, don't waste it. Let her play. I just want to see how powerful you Qiguo women's so-called strength can be."
Princess Yuan Cheng squinted her eyes, observing Yu Ying's wrist, looking at her thin arms half-hidden in her sleeves, and the smile on her face became even more wanton.
She can't even lift the hammer, right?
So Team A, with Lan Yunyi as the captain, finally gathered five people: herself, Gu Rong, Cui Jingjing, Yu Ying, and an unknown little palace maid who made up the number.
Princess Yuancheng's team B also gathered five people: Princess Yuancheng, the Lord of Yasai County, and three Mongolian maids who had not been seen yet.
Seeing the rabble in Lan Yunyi's team, the emperor pressed his temples expressionlessly and said again: "Since the personnel have been decided, I will follow the rules and add glory to this competition."
"Just use that jade peach."
The emperor raised his hand, and Eunuch Huang beside him came out of the procession holding a wooden plate with a peach the size of an adult's hand placed on the plate.
This peach was carved from jade, but it looked like the real thing. The jade body was transparent and the tentacles were warm. Everyone present took a deep breath when they saw it.
It should be worth a lot of money if sold, Lan Yunyi commented.
"If you also want to add some bonus, you might as well add it now."
As soon as the emperor finished speaking, everyone took out the objects they were wearing as lottery prizes. The Mongolian people also took out their own lottery prizes, which were agate, gold and silver.
The wooden plates in Eunuch Huang's hand quickly piled up into a small mountain.
When Lan Yunyi saw this, her heart moved. She glanced at Princess Yuancheng, thought of the purpose of coming today, stood up, saluted the emperor, and said, "Can Yunyi also add some glory to this competition?
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The emperor was a little surprised, but still agreed.
"Then let's take the prize from this competition of Master Xinling's Tiger Fighting Picture!"
Lan Yunyi thought about it, and tried to persuade herself again and again, but she found that she still couldn't bear to give out any real treasures, so she could only take out the paintings that she had painted, which cost nothing and were too embarrassing to hang.
Out.
As soon as Lan Yunyi finished speaking, everyone took in a breath again, and the sound was even louder than the sound they heard when they saw the jade peach just now.
Ye Qingtang immediately clenched his fists under the table.