When the Crazy Batch Queen took the HE script, she went crazy and killed her

"Oh." Zhao Zongheng let go of his hand and squeezed the fingers in his sleeves unconsciously. Wang Chengxiang beside him took this scene into his eyes and suddenly seemed to have an epiphany.

These emperors who are obsessed with Shu are all thinking about the empress!?

Now that the emperor and queen have taken their seats, the Cuju competition can begin. The Cuju venue is like a football field. The stand where Si Ningchi is located is excellent, and you can easily see all the movements in the venue below.

Just as he was feeling curious, he turned around and saw King Jing striding towards him: "I see you, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the Queen."

Today, in addition to the Queen, who came with the Emperor to see Cuju, there were also several concubines such as Concubine De and Concubine Xian, all sitting at a later position on the left and right.

"Yeah." Zhao Zongheng glanced at King Jing and raised his hand.

"The competition has been arranged. Please give me your permission, Your Majesty." King Jing lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Then let's get started." Zhao Zongheng said casually, looking at Si Ningchi from the corner of his eye, as if he wanted to see her expression.

Si Ningchi sat upright and didn't react much. His eyes even just fell on King Jing for a moment, and then he withdrew his eyes without saltiness.

Gao Hanqi naturally would not have a relationship with the queen at this time, and he had a business-like attitude. He agreed in a low voice and turned around.

The Cuju competition is divided into civil and martial arts competitions. The martial arts competition is naturally the most basic. The two sides kick the ball into the goal, while the civil martial arts competition involves dribbling the ball over obstacles. The so-called obstacles are the examiners.

Only those who answer the questions correctly can move forward.

The winner is the one who dribbles the ball into the hole the fastest at the end.

The students taking the scientific examination are gearing up and are determined to win. According to the rules, personal performance is listed in detail, which undoubtedly arouses their desire to win.

One side is a team competition, and the other side is individual performance points. You can stand out if you want, but you also have to know how to cooperate.

If the team competition loses, no matter how high the individual performance score is, it will be useless.

This year's Cuju competition has become particularly interesting, and all the ministers are whispering among themselves. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that if the emperor has done this, if he can win the competition, even if he is not the top scorer in the scientific examination, he will definitely be reused by the emperor.

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Gao Hanqi ordered the preparations before the game. Under the sound of gongs and drums, the participating students entered the venue. The two camps were distinguished by the color of their belts. The black ones were for martial arts and the white ones were for literature.

"Wow..." Si Ningchi looked at the figures running on the field in amazement.

Although I don’t quite understand this, just keep an eye on the ball and run.

At the beginning, there was still back and forth between the two parties, but as time went by, some people couldn't bear to make small moves. Such a huge opportunity was placed in front of them. No one could not fight for it. Some people wanted to take the lead.

, then this balance is destined to be broken.

Wu Xue's side scored goals one after another, and the game became anxious.

"Who scored the goal just now?" Concubine De next to her smiled and praised: "Your Majesty, I see that this person is very good at football."

"..." Of course Zhao Zongheng didn't know who it was, so he raised his hand. Wang Chengxiang very sensibly took a step forward and said, "Your Majesty, that is Yang Guangyi, the son of Supervisor Yang Shuo."

"The Yang family has a strict family tradition, but the sons they have raised are quite outstanding." Zhao Zongheng raised his eyebrows and seemed to be in a good mood.

"It turns out that he is the son of Supervisor Yang. It is true that the father of a tiger has no son." Concubine De was full of praise. She looked at Zhao Zongheng with a smile and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that Supervisor Yang gave the Emperor a priceless piece of gold a few days ago.

Where is the beautiful jade?"

Zhao Zongheng's expression moved slightly. The matter of grain transportation had not yet been decided, and Yang Shuo wanted to fight for it, so he offered a piece of beautiful jade. Zhao Zongheng liked that piece of jade very much. This matter of grain transportation had already been in Yang Shuo's mind, but Yang Shuo exaggerated and treated the order in a perfunctory manner.

He was unhappy.

After hearing about the food shipment, Yang Shuo made trouble for the Yi family.

Zhao Zongheng's eyes were cold, and he turned his head slightly to look at Concubine De and said: "I didn't know that Concubine De knew so clearly what was going on in Xuanming Palace, that even a piece of jade is worth worrying about?"

"Your Majesty, I forgive you, but I am not..." Concubine De's face suddenly changed, and she hurriedly stood up and knelt down to worship her.

"What I care about is not only jade, but also people." Zhao Zongheng turned away his eyes and whispered in a cold voice: "If you don't care about sharing my worries, how can I reuse you?"

"Concubines are not allowed to speculate on the affairs of the court. Concubine De, you have overstepped your bounds."

"Your Majesty, forgive me!"

Concubine De's face turned bitter. Even though she was as careful as possible and mentioned the matter in such a roundabout way, the emperor still easily understood what she meant.

Yang Shuo was from the same faction as Taiwei Dong. Concubine De had Taiwei Dong's instructions to tactfully want to bring Yang Shuo's son Yang Guangyi to the emperor. She originally thought she could find a way to talk about Yang Shuo's loss of food transportation, but she was afraid that she would feel guilty in her heart.

I'm not happy. Now that Yang Shuo's son is here, maybe you can pay more attention?

Unexpectedly, she started talking, and the emperor saw what was in her heart.

On the one hand, he was trying to undermine her position as a concubine, and on the other hand, he was advising her not to collude with the courtiers.

Concubine De felt a chill in her heart. She was afraid that the emperor would say something else. Fortunately, it was just a warning and no punishment. Concubine De sat back down with a pale face, but she no longer dared to speak casually.

Concubine Xian took all this into consideration, curling her lips and smiling silently.

"Your Majesty, I think that the students in literature are very powerful." Xian Fei curled her lips and said with a smile: "I have long heard that scholars are weak, but I am now looking at the weak scholars facing each other on this field.

Tough martial arts students also have a slight chance of winning."

"Yeah." Zhao Zongheng responded indifferently, as if he had no interest in discussing the matter with Concubine Xian.

"This year's competition is particularly exciting." Concubine Xian also noticed that the emperor had no intention. She clenched the handkerchief tightly in dismay, but turned her head back calmly, using a tone as calm as possible.

He ended the conversation muttering to himself.

"Yeah! The martial artist won the first round." Si Ningchi didn't notice the smoke all around him at all. He finished watching the first round excitedly and went to rest.

Zhao Zongheng sat upright without moving, and then he saw Si Ningchi approaching him happily, raising his finger and pointing to a man in the literary rest area below: "Your Majesty, who is that?"

Zhao Zongheng's eyes were slack, and he looked in the direction of Si Ningchi's finger, and found that the man seemed to be out of sync with the others. He was completely excluded from the scene just now. Although he participated in the whole process, he was just accompanying him. They discussed

The countermeasure is to completely ignore this person.

Zhao Zongheng raised his eyes and looked at Wang Chengxiang.

"Slave, I will ask someone to ask you." Wang Chengxiang was a little panicked. He really didn't know this!

"Your Majesty, the Queen." Wang Chengxiang came back after a while, bowed down and bowed respectfully: "This man's name is Qin Huai, he is a scholar from a poor family, his family is in decline in Beijing, and he has no relatives."