The others glanced at the two teams and also made bets.

Some shoot more, some shoot less.

Very lively.

Ximen Fei led the horse team and walked in front of the team.

He saw many people pointing and laughing at his horse team, mocking him, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart, waiting for a slap in the face!

His subordinates of Ximen Fei have never been soft!

Two teams lined up left and right.

The main general is two princes and the deputy general is the team leader.

Zhao Cong's deputy general is Ximen Fei, and Zhao Jiu's deputy general is a military soldier arranged by Qin Hui.

Two people, two temperaments.

Zhao Jiu's men were soldiers at first glance.

Zhao Cong's men looked like a mob no matter how they looked.

Compared with the two, everyone laughed even more.

"Emperor, Enping has made great efforts. Look at the people behind him, they are so energetic." Queen Wu said to Emperor Gaozong with a smile.

"Well, I'm really energetic." Gao Zong said with a smile.

"Hengyang Duke, what do you think?" Empress Dowager Wei asked Hengyang Duke with a smile.

She knew that Hengyang Gong was particularly concerned about Zhao Cong because of Li Jiaoniang.

Before Hengyang Gong woke up, he was not very close to any of the Zong children.

Although Zhao Cong won one game, he would obviously lose in this third game.

Empress Dowager Wei couldn't help but feel proud and attacked the ignorant Hengyang Duke.

How could Gong Hengyang not understand her thoughts?

He smiled faintly, "Yes, spirit is spirit, but it is just looking at spirit."

The meaning of the words is not useful.

A pink and white chimney.

Empress Dowager Wei was so angry that her face turned blue.

However, the Hengyang Duke was of high age, so she didn't dare to deal with Hengyang Duke. She turned her head away and stopped talking.

On the field, Lu You talked about the rules of the competition again.

Everyone listened with peace of mind.

This time it was a martial arts examination, and there were three rules in total.

First, the two princes fought alone.

Then there was the whole team performing the troops and finally a collective fight between the two teams.

This is a real sword and a gun, and there is no tolerance for adulteration.

Everyone in the stands took their breath to see the venue.

Zhao Cong and Zhao Jiu have already changed into armor.

Zhao Cong was wearing a crimson robe with black armor, a black mount, and a long blue moon sword.

Zhao Jiu has white robe and silver armor, a maroon horse, and a long spear.

When the two of them didn't fight, they looked majestic.

But as soon as he started to fight, Zhao Cong picked up the long sword in his hand for the third time, and picked up Zhao Jiu's belt and took him down.

The audience was in an uproar.

Emperor Gaozong nodded with a smile.

Empress Dowager Wei's face, which had just been smiling, suddenly turned pale.

Queen Wu was so scared that she snatched her veil, "My lady, don't worry, this is just the beginning, there is also archery, Prince Enping's archery technique, but he won every shot, and he won't lose." The palace maid comforted Queen Wu from the side.

Queen Wu glanced at the palace maid, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself down.

She is the legitimate mother of two princes, and she has done too much favoring one of them, which may attract criticism.

Queen Wu glanced at the palace maid indifferently, "Whoever loses wins, aren't they all my sons?"

The palace maid was stunned, and then realized that she had talked too much. She quickly lowered her head, "Yes, what the Empress said is very true."

A small victory at the beginning.

Those who supported Zhao Cong all cheered.

The people who lost to Zhao Cong on the side were all nervous.

"It's nothing special, there will be a competition later." They said embarrassedly, comforting themselves.

Li Jiaoniang nodded with relief.

Luo Cheng was looking at Zhao Cong's sword technique and said, "This sword technique was taught by Ximen Fei. He learned it quickly."

Li Jiaoni blinked and asked in surprise, "When did Ximen Fei teach? What happened?"

Ximen Fei and Zhao Cong lost several games, and he was willing to come forward to teach Zhao Cong, which was rare.

Because he was too proud, he thought that he would teach the winner to be ridiculed after losing.

"I taught yesterday." Luo Cheng said with a smile, "Actually it's not considered a teaching. Cong'er said he was worried that the Qingyue Horse was not good. After being overheard by Ximen Fei, he picked up a long knife and started playing tricks on himself. Cong'er saw it and learned it."

Li Jiaoni smiled and said, "So that's how it is."

One is trying to teach secretly and the other is learning secretly, which is not considered as a disciple.

Zhao Jiu was picked off the horse, fell and hurt her butt, and sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Now, those who supported Zhao Cong's side couldn't help laughing.

Qin Hui and Grand Secretary Mu both covered their foreheads with their hands and lost their eyes.

Gaozong shouted with a cold face, "If you lose, you will cry, you will have no ambition at all, get up for me!"

His furious voice scared everyone so much that he dared not laugh.

Someone wants to laugh, but I will hold it in my mind.

Zhao Jiu didn't dare to cry and hurriedly got up from the ground.

"The first competition is right away, the Prince of Pu'an won!" Lu You, an official from the Ministry of Rites, said loudly.

Next, it is a personal archery competition.

Whether it is standing still, shooting arrows or riding a horse to shoot at the target, it is still Zhao Congsheng.

Zhao Jiu cried more anxiously now.

Qin Hui couldn't bear it anymore, so he called him to come and scolded him repeatedly, "I just lost one, why did you cry? The competition is not over yet!"

Zhao Jiu sniffed and sighed, "Prime Minister, I think I will lose the following competition."

"I lost morale before the competition. Do I have a little princely demeanor?" Qin Hui gritted his teeth and shouted in anger.

His voice and expression were stern, and Zhao Jiu was so scared that the cold air rushed towards his forehead.

Qin Hui said coldly, "Try your best to compete. Even if you lose, I will guarantee you to be the prince!"

Zhao Jiu blinked her tears, "Can you be the prince if you lose? But everyone says that if you lose, there will be no chance."

Qin Hui said coldly, "Yes, the original person is in the court, and his words are still a bit heavy."

Zhao Jiu believed this.

Qin Hui's ability was unmatched in the Song Dynasty, and even the Jin people were afraid of him.

Zhao Jiu was no longer worried.

He wiped away his tears and nodded seriously, "I understand, Prime Minister, I must give it a good example!"

"Okay, he looks like a prince!" Qin Hui patted Zhao Jiu on the shoulder.

Zhao Jiu raised his head, took a big step, and walked back to the competition venue.

However, he still didn't win.

Whether it was setting up a formation or fighting in the whole team, Zhao Cong's team looked like a mob, but they were all alive. When they fought, they all seemed to be desperate.

Zhao Jiu's people were beaten up, and most of them were lifted off the horse.
Chapter completed!