The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Huang Xingyue looked at the dark-skinned women from the Wan Kingdom, then quickly retracted her gaze, cleared her mind, and began to play, "If we want to compete, let's compete in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. Let's see if the women from the Northern Wing are better, or the women from the Wan Kingdom are better?"

Tanlu was furious. What kind of bullshit did this dog official say? Do you think the women of my Wan country are good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Want to slap me in the face? Dream on! Tan Lu suddenly had an idea and stepped forward to pay his respects. "You North Wing women are too delicate. What's the fun of applying makeup all day? Your Majesty, you don't know the beauty of my Wan country women..."

"Oh? What's so good about it?" Emperor Mingde asked very tactfully.

Huang Xingyue was anxious, "Your Majesty..."

Emperor Mingde smiled soothingly, "Don't worry, my dear minister. You are a guest coming from afar. It's not impossible for the host to follow the guest's wishes. It all depends on whether I am interested or not."

Huang Xingyue returned to the queue unhappily. She thought to herself that the emperor was confused. The women of Wan Country were the best at horse riding. If he wanted to bring up horse racing, wouldn't we be doomed to lose?

This is what Tanlu thought, "My tribe is a horse-riding tribe, and the women have grown up on horses, so they also know horse-riding kung fu."

All he wanted now was for Emperor Mingde to quickly take her into the harem. He didn't even want to care about her being a slave or a maidservant or warming her bed.

At least get the person arrested first!

Emperor Mingde was indeed an emperor. He laughed heartily and looked very interested. "Kung Fu on horseback! Hahaha! Could he be a master of polo?"

"Yes...ah!" Although Tanlu was a little hesitant, he had no choice but to agree.

Playing polo was already close to horses, and he was really afraid that Emperor Mingde would change his mind and compete in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Even if the maids he brought with him had not received real training, they had indeed grown up on horseback. Who had not ridden a horse and herded sheep when they were a child?

As for playing polo... it should be okay, right? Tanlu just felt that he was passive at every step, and he shouldn't take these maids as gifts casually.

Emperor Mingde was immediately delighted. "Okay, after I receive all the envoys, I will have a women's polo match. The Ministry of Rites will arrange it immediately."

It's time to do the job! The Ministry of Rites is familiar with this, "Your Majesty, are you going to let the people come to watch the battle as usual?"

"Of course." Emperor Mingde smiled. "Since it's a competition, we should be open and honest. No one should hide anything. Don't you agree, Ambassador Tanlu?"

Tan Lu agreed. Although he thought Emperor Mingde was a little weird because of his excessive enthusiasm, he still believed that the Wan people would never lose on horseback.

Emperor Mingde was in high spirits. "It's a good opportunity for my women's polo team to see the world! If they win, the girls will stay and teach them skills. If they lose...hahahaha, I believe that the girls who grew up on horseback represent the face of Wan State and there is no way they can lose..."

After saying this, without waiting for Tanlu to continue speaking, he let Zeng Qixian take him down the hall.

Zeng Qixian was humble and polite. "Lord Tanlu, please be prepared. I will come in person at 3 p.m. to invite you and the women you brought with you to participate in the polo match. If you win, you can keep them; if you lose, you can take them away."

Tanlu said angrily, "What does your emperor mean by this?"

Zeng Qixian's face, which was originally full of smiles, gradually turned colder, and his voice was calm and cold, "Don't you understand what my emperor means? Do you think that my Northern Wing country is in need of a few maids?"

Tan Lu was startled. "What maid? This is..."

Zeng Qixian looked gentle, but the more gentle a person is, the more frightening he is when he becomes sinister. "Ambassador, please take care of yourself and don't treat others as fools."

After saying this, he put on a warm smile again, as if he had never said such cold words before, and turned around to lead the envoy of another country into the hall.

So at the 3:00 p.m., Zeng Qixian came to invite Tanlu and several maids to the North Arena to play polo.

Envoys from all countries have arrived, as well as civil and military officials from the North Wing, and... the familiar ticket selling mechanism of the Ministry of Rites has been activated, and the people can use their tickets to enter the arena stands to watch.

Tanlu was stunned when he walked into the arena with four women.

What is this? Drums, flutes, and string music linger in my ears.

Zeng Qixian came over and asked, "Ambassador Tanlu, should we use the horses from my northern wing, or the war horses from your country of Wan?"

"Of course it's the war horse of my Wan country!" At this point, Tanlu has calmed down and is ready to give Beiyi a heavy blow.

He had just tested the skills of several maids. Although they were a little clumsy, riding a horse was ingrained in their bones since childhood and they were not unfamiliar with it. Polo was also a game he often played when he was free as a child.

We can fight!

He just couldn't believe that the women of Beiyi could play polo besides drawing eyebrows and applying powder!

At Tanlu's command, the envoy from Wan State brought in four war horses.

The warhorse had shiny fur and looked majestic. Emperor Mingde was envious and said to Cen Yuan who was sitting next to him, "My dear son-in-law, I wish we could raise more warhorses like this in the North Wing someday."

Cen Yuan said, "Soon."

Emperor Mingde asked happily, "Really?"

I always feel that my son-in-law is omnipotent, and I am comforted by that.

Since I had a son-in-law, my waist and legs no longer hurt, and even my mind has become more open.

Cen Yuan looked ahead, not looking at him, and just replied, "Go to bed early, you can dream about anything."

Emperor Mingde: “…” He clenched his fist and then unclenched it, and it was another day when he wanted to beat his son-in-law.

Eunuch Qi listened to the conversation between Cen Yuan and the emperor with a smile, thinking, how could this not be the emperor's biological son? Tsk, what a pity.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of joy on the field, which scared Tanlu and others.

I thought something happened!

The noises on the field were inexplicably uniform, as if someone was leading the shouting, and then everyone followed suit.

The first person to shout was "Shi Yunqi", followed by Tang Xinghe and Ma Chuyang, and then a long list of names, Xing Mingyue, Wei Yuzhi, Zhao Zhui, Wu Qicheng...

Tanlu asked Zeng Qixian, "What's wrong with you?"

Zeng Qixian responded proudly, his voice was very small and drowned in the roar, "You don't understand the demeanor of a great country, learn from it."

Amidst the uniform roars, the palace music band began to play, with drums and music sounding in unison.

The rhythm of the drums and music matched the overwhelming shouts and excitement. Everyone in the North Wing, from the emperor to the ordinary officials, seemed to have gotten used to it and were as steady as a rock.

Until an official ran to the center of the arena and pressed his hands down around him, the entire arena became quiet.

The shouting stopped, the drums stopped, and even breathing seemed to have stopped.

If one looks closely, one would find two young men in the stands, one said to be surnamed Tang and the other surnamed Ma, who were raising their hands and pressing down together with the officials.

After they stopped talking, the two of them raised their eyebrows at each other, looking very proud.

The official didn't bother to care about them, just keep quiet. He announced loudly, "Please welcome the Wan country women's polo team!" After a pause, he said, "Please welcome the North Wing women's polo team!"

The women from both sides rode on horses, appearing slowly and heroically from two entrances.

They were sizing each other up.

But the women of Wan were seen wearing men's riding clothes and wrapping their black hair tightly with a headscarf to prevent it from falling apart.

They rode on tall horses, like a gust of fierce wind blowing towards the north wing.

Although they are maids, they are definitely not weak. This is what they really look like...