Datang romantic little landlord

After Li Er taught him a lesson, he played with the folding fan leisurely and contentedly, opening and closing the fan non-stop just like those dudes.

Before Li Wangyou could turn around and leave, he was acutely aware of several scorching gazes on him, making him very uncomfortable.

Looking up, it was Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Du Ruhui and other big bosses, their eyes were constantly turning between Li Wangyou and the folding fan on Li's second hand, the meaning was self-evident.

Faced with the aggressive gazes of these gangsters, Li Wangyou pretended not to notice them, so he had no choice but to reach out again and take out the folding fan from his bosom, and respectfully handed it to the princes, and politely asked them to accept it.

He was going to show off the folding fan today, but he was quite well prepared.

Thanks to Datang's robes being spacious enough, he carried more than a dozen folding fans in his arms, all of which were given away now.

But on this wooden platform, there are too many monks and too little porridge, so how can these dozens of folding fans be enough?

The three folding fans snatched by the dandy were confiscated by his father before they could warm them up.

The empty-handed dandies surrounded Li Wangyou again.

"Ziyou, why are you so stingy? There are too few folding fans, how can this be enough?"

"That's right, it's all Ziyou's fault. What you have done is really chilling my brother!" Cheng Chumo beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing that it was indisputable, which made Li Wangyou want to bite someone.

Your sister, does I owe you anything?These bastards!

Li Wangyou dared to roll his eyes and spread his hands to show that he was gone, when he heard a voice that made his hair stand on end.

"Wow, hahaha, there is such an interesting fan, boy, where is Lao Tzu's fan? Get it quickly!"

Li Wangyou looked at Cheng Chumo silently, hey, I still misunderstood Brother Chumo, I shouldn't have scolded him in my heart just now.

Compared with Cheng Yaojin, an old guy, Cheng Chumo is already very civilized.

Cheng Yaojin is too shameless, it is his fan to speak directly, bah!

Despise this old hooligan who doesn't want Fez!

329 Polo match

Li Wangyou already has a lot of experience in dealing with old hooligans like Cheng Yaojin.

That is, don't resist, just confess...

Anyway, no matter how you fight, you can't compare to the shamelessness and shamelessness of the first hob meat in Tang Dynasty.

After hearing Cheng Yaojin's words, Li Wangyou turned his head and ran under the wooden platform.He was not scared away by Cheng Yaojin, but went to get the fan.

Li Wangyou is not a robot cat after all, it is impossible to carry so many folding fans in his pocket, ten or so is the limit, and Niu Wu is carrying all the other folding fans on his body.

After Liu Carpenter's family made folding fans, Li Wangyou asked them to continue making fans, and now they have made nearly a hundred fans.

Today, the dandies took him to watch the polo game, saying that including their father, many bigwigs from the DPRK and China would go to watch the game.Since Li Wangyou was going to show off with a folding fan to pretend to be aggressive, he had to be fully prepared.

So he ordered Niu Wu to bring all the folding fans that had been made.

This gadget is just suitable for gifting, it is delicate and inexpensive.

He also thought about finding a craftsman to make a large number of them, and selling them in Chang'an City would definitely make him a fortune.

But now Li Wangyou doesn't care about such a small amount of money, and the craftsmanship of the folding fan is very simple. Once it appears, it will be imitated in large numbers, so he doesn't bother to bother.

Ask Niu Wu to deliver a large bag of folding fans to the wooden platform, and Li Wangyou respectfully presents fans to all the big shots who came to watch polo today.

Everyone was quite satisfied with this gift, and politely nodded their thanks to Li Wangyou, thanking him again and again before accepting the gift.

There are those who are not polite, such as Cheng Yaojin, who accept the fan and think that Li Wangyou gave too little, and there are no paintings on the fan, which is too plain.

Regarding the latter, Li Wangyou could only pretend that he didn't hear it.

Except for the few fans that he sent out that were snatched away by dudes earlier, none of the fans were painted on them.

One reason is that he was too lazy to find someone to draw so many fans. If Yan Liben was asked to draw more than 100 fans, he would probably have to vomit blood too.

Secondly, these big shots in the court, except for generals like Cheng Yaojin, all have good calligraphy and painting skills, so it might be more appropriate to send out blank fans and let the big shots paint the fans themselves.

All of a sudden, next to the polo field, on the wooden stands of Nuoda, there was a sputtering sound, all fans were opening and closing, it was really lively.

Li Wangyou fanned the butterfly wings of history a little bit. The folding fan was more than a hundred years ahead of schedule, and it became a must-have artifact for Chinese literati to flirt with girls.

When everyone was playing with folding fans with great interest, they heard Gucha-style drumming beside the polo field.

This is the drummer from the Sikuci Department of Datang Jiaofang began to beat the drum, and the polo match was about to begin.

The bosses of the Sixth Army of the Northern Yamen and the Sixteen Guards of the Southern Yamen came to invite Li Er to kick off the ball, which is also a polo match ceremony.

Li Erxin stepped on the horse, took the stick, and galloped towards the center of the court.

Before the official kick-off, Li Er had to give a lecture and told a bunch of nonsense to twenty polo players from both sides.Similar to friendship first, competition second, unite and forge ahead to contribute to the harmonious society of Datang and so on.

Of course, these are all made up by Li Wangyou himself.

After Li Er symbolically hit the red, fist-sized ball, he rode his horse and ran back to the stands on the sidelines.

Li Wangyou thought it was quite interesting, it was the same as inviting celebrities to tee off in future World Cup games.

In fact, in Li Wangyou's view, Datang's polo rules are very similar to football in later generations.

It's similar in many ways, except that the field is bigger and the horses run on it.

For example, two ends of the polo field are also provided with two high goals, into which the ball can be scored.There are ten batsmen on each side of the polo field, wearing narrow-sleeved gowns of different colors.

And there is a goalkeeper in charge of goalkeeping on the field, and there is a referee Zhou Wei on the field.It seems that except for the absence of red and yellow cards and offside rules, everything else is very similar to modern football.

This discovery aroused Li Wangyou's interest. His favorite sports in later generations were football and basketball.

For football, Li Wangyou has won countless World Cup titles, of course, that is in the game of Pro Evolution Soccer.

He was not interested in polo at first, but after the referee blew the copper whistle in his mouth, he suddenly became interested.

Compared with football in later generations, polo has unprecedented visual impact because it is horses running hard on the field.

When a horse weighing nearly one ton runs at an extreme speed of fifty or sixty kilometers per hour, the sense of power and impact is extremely shocking.

On the field, the batters whipped their horses, galloped and leaped, and hit the ball in the air, and the red polo flew in the air as fast as a shooting star.

Li Wangyou was stunned and amazed by the superb equestrian skills and ball handling skills of these batters.

Li Er and others on the wooden stand applauded the batter's strike from time to time.Those bigwigs still maintain their identities and will not have too much tendency.

But the dandies don't have these concerns. Every time the batters of the Sixteenth Guards of the South Yam take possession of the ball, they whistle and applaud;