thump.

Yuan Jinxiu was exhausted and fainted.

This made the already injustice of Dasheng Chao team even more difficult to move forward.

Shoujiao Sheng frowned and suggested, "The Master, there is only one final game left to determine the outcome. We need to find two capable women to substitute, otherwise we will lose."

The prince's tutor immediately pulled Yin Wanyang out and couldn't wait to say, "This tutor's tutor is one."

Yin Wanyang drank several glasses of milk and felt more comfortable, so he went to the tent to change into a polo uniform.

But even so, there is still a substitute.

Emperor Yuan Chun pinched his eyebrows, "I wonder if there are any female students from Canglan Academy who have good polo skills in previous years. As long as they are willing to play, I will have a great reward!"

This grace was sent out, and no one came out for a long time.

In fact, this is expected.

After all, everyone can see all kinds of sexy actions of the South Vietnamese shemale, and if they are not careful, they will be hit by polo. Gu Xinlian is quite lucky. If she accidentally hits the forehead, she may not die on the spot.

No matter how good the rewards from Emperor Yuan Chun are, they are still as good as life.

After waiting for a long time, no woman signed up, Emperor Yuan Chun's face looked very ugly.

And people were also panic around, because no one stood up for a long time, and the whole atmosphere was very depressing.

Is this the rhythm of being ready to give in before you start playing?

The envoy general looked at the opposite side of the deadlock and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I said, "You Dashengchao can't find someone to beat up?"

Didn’t it mean that the precious girls trained by you Canglan College are better than men? How come there is no one who can support the game at critical moments?”

The other envoys laughed.

"Are you no one left before this game ended? If there is no one, we will say it earlier, so we don't have to waste time!"

"Just this is the Han people's polo culture? I'm ashamed of you. Your own culture can't beat us, and you will never be worthy from now on."

"Speaking of this, we didn't even have a substitute on our side, so you've changed so many times. It's spread in the future. I wonder if I thought our Nanyue was the real polo country, hahaha!"

Hearing this, the people in Dashengchao were furious and their faces were so angry that they blushed and their necks were thick.

The irritable general couldn't help it, "Play the horse, bring my skirt, I'll go there."

Admittedly, this is no longer a matter of honor.

The country of Nanyue is thinking about their country's culture and wants to take it away.

If they could not beat the South Vietnamese in the Great Storm today and public opinion was released, their cultural heritage might not be preserved. In the future, when others mention polo, they will think of South Vietnam, which is really fucking.

Seeing that all the generals were forced to wear women's clothing, someone reminded him, "If you are not proficient in polo, it is useless to change into women's clothing. You can still be embarrassed for nothing."

Military generals ride horses to fight, so they don’t have time to practice polo skills.

Generally, those who know polo skills are noble sons and ladies, who are usually leisurely and leisurely.

But the generals were willing to change into women's clothing regardless of their qualities, but other noble men were unable to give up their faces.

The people's customs in the prosperous dynasty are rigorous, and men dress up in strange clothes will make them laugh and embarrass the whole family.

The envoy general was impatient, "You are okay, it's going to be dark. I'll give you another cup of tea. If you can't find someone to play, you don't need to compete."

There was an uproar around, and everyone felt helpless.

Could it be that their cultural heritage will be divided by Nanyue after today?

Sheng Shoufu was obsessed with Emperor Yuan Chun, "Master, at this point, we have to invite Song Zhao to the stage."

Song Zhao was sitting on a ring chair at this time, deafing the news outside the window, eating the pomegranate that Si Yu peeled for her.

Suddenly, she felt quiet around her. She blinked and looked at the earnest gazes.

Song Zhao turned a blind eye and bowed his head to continue eating pomegranate.

Everyone almost fainted. When is it time? The little girl of the Song family can still eat?

Song Zhao said that not only can she eat, she can also eat a lot.

Emperor Yuan Chun was anxious at this time, and everyone was looking forward to him trying to find a way to solve the predicament. He was under great pressure and forgot what he had said before and whispered to Queen Gu.

After hearing Emperor Yuan Chun's instructions, Empress Gu wanted to scold people very much.

Why do you have to flatter me if you have committed your own evil?

No matter how much I complain, who made Emperor Yuan Chun the boss?

I could only smile hard and asked with a stiff face, "Song Zhao, how did you play polo?"

Song Zhao supported his chin and said lightly, "If my daughter is not good, how can I do it?"

Queen Gu, “…”

She was so embarrassed that her toes were buckled.

Shoujiao Sheng coughed lightly, "I heard from Minggui that Miss Song is still very good at polo, otherwise she would not be the number one in Canglan Academy."

The close minister heard this and immediately begged, "If Miss Song can play polo, please play for the country. Even if you lose in the end, it will be better than if no one appears, so you are forced to admit defeat."

Song Zhao clapped his hands and felt helpless, "Forgive me, it's not that my daughter is not going to show up, but that my daughter cannot.

The emperor pointed out that the ministers and daughters should watch the show and should not interfere. The ministers and daughters are very obedient, and the ministers and daughters will never resist the order."

Song Zhaoyi spoke righteously.

The ministers couldn't help but sigh.

It is said that General Song is stubborn, but he didn't expect his daughter to be even more stubborn.

Upon hearing this, Shougong Sheng had to bow to Emperor Yuan Chun in a dilemma, "Master, since you have issued an order, the old minister is not good for the little girl of the Song family to resist the order..."

Emperor Yuan Chun who realized it later, "..."

I feel my face hurts a little.

He had thought that other noble girls could beat Nanyue, so he was unwilling to let Song Zhao emerge.

Who knew that Nanyue created a shemale, but no noble girl could do it.

Could it be that he, the Nine Five Lord, could take back his will? This is too embarrassing.

Emperor Yuan Chun cleared his throat and whispered to Queen Gu, "Go and persuade Song Zhao to let her come on stage!"

Queen Gu, can you refuse "..."?

Obviously not possible.

She could only force herself to smile and say, "The Emperor just said casually, it's not a decree. Besides, you are the one who is bringing glory to the country now, so you should move forward, right?"

Song Zhao stood up and said seriously, "My daughter is afraid. For the minister, the saint is the heaven of the minister and the king of the great dynasty. The minister and the daughter will never disobey the will of the emperor. Otherwise, if they turn back, they will be honest and say that the minister and the daughter do not take the saint seriously, who will the minister and the daughter seek to judge?"

Emperor Yuan Chun almost blurted out as he heard this.

You don't have to follow me so steadily.

Why don't you disobey the will?

"Master, you're almost out of time." Shoushou Sheng was anxious.

He didn't care too much, ran to Emperor Yuan Chun's ear and muttered something.

Emperor Yuan Chun's face became very complicated, as if he had knocked over the palette, and there were colorful everything.

After struggling and hesitating, he finally sighed with his fate, saying, "Who made the pit he dug?"

"Everyone is here just now. I just said that the little girl of the Song family will watch the show, but she didn't say that the princess could not be. I will now give you the title of Princess, the title of Zhaoyang, and the imperial edict will be sent to the Song Mansion tonight."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The emperor was impatient to be the princess at the scene, and this was something that had never happened before.

Queen Gu and everyone who covet the position of Princess became sour chickens.

Song Zhao's lips curled slightly, and he was confused just right, "Didn't the emperor say that he would wait for the exchange to end? Is it not appropriate to give the title now?

What if I wait? My daughter doesn't want to question the priest's crime."

This is backing the words of Emperor Yuan Chun to procrastinate before and against Song Bing.

Si Yu smiled and looked at the little fox Azhao who was pretending to be a little lamb.

So cute.

Want to...dear.

"It's suitable, very suitable." Emperor Yuan Chun slapped himself in the face, feeling very broken inside, and he forced a kind smile on the surface.

"I was hesitating about what opportunity to choose before. I think now is the best time. You are the well-deserved first-class princess. I will issue an imperial edict tonight and give you a thousand households in Nanxun. How about it?"

The so-called fief means that the fief is used as the salary and the right to eat and tax, which is the fief.

The fief was originally hereditary, and this is a real virgin of the royal family.

Song Zhao said nothing from beginning to end, so Emperor Yuan Chun was willing to give the position of first-class princess whom others dreamed of without complaining or annoyance.

"Welcome to Princess Zhaoyang!"
Chapter completed!