Brother's Road to Promotion

Brother, Wan Wenhui knows that some places like to call men who are close to each other Brothers, usually with the man's name in front of it, but she has never heard of the person who claims to be Brothers, this is the brother Song Miss Song said, listen It's like some kind of name.

Considering that the other party said that he was not a woman just now, Wan Wenhui thought about it and felt that this probably meant that he was a man.

Jiang Yu was originally soft and beautiful, otherwise he would not have been recognized as a woman by others. At this time, his face was immature and non-aggressive, and when he looked at Wan Wenhui with a pair of eyes full of confusion, he looked particularly lovable.

Wan Wenhui loves to raise some cute little animals, even she is very accommodating to her naive and weak sisters, she gently pulled her wrist out of Jiang Yu's hand, and replied nonchalantly: "Well, I know ,I know."

Just say yes, as long as you are happy.

With such an attitude, how could Jiang Yu fail to see that this was simply perfunctory for him, took a deep breath, Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and let her hands move on her face.

After a while, I couldn't help asking: "Does the girl have a brother?"

"Of course." Wan Wenhui replied without thinking, "Brother, there are two younger brothers, didn't you just see it?"

Just saw it?

when?

Who?

Jiang Yu was surprised, "Who is it?"

"Qing Ya, come here, just wear a simple bun, so you don't have to wait outside."

"Yes, ma'am."

"What did you just say?"

Before Jiang Yu could ask again, Zhuo Chengxing's urging voice came from the door, "Little Yu'er, are you getting better soon?"

It's not easy for women to wait for makeup, it's better if it's simpler, if it's well-dressed, it won't be able to get out if it takes an hour and a half.

For such a long time, even if others could wait, Song Yu couldn't.

It's fine if it's just Jiang Yu himself, he is a child who understands the general situation, and he will not make Song Yu wait too long, but if he adds a real girl, it will be hard to say.

There are really not many people in this world who can make Mr. Yu wait obediently for an hour or two. Of course, Jiang Yu is definitely not among them.

Jiang Yu tilted his head and replied loudly: "It will be fine soon."

Before the figures outside could walk away, Jiang Yu looked at Wan Wenhui with a look of embarrassment on his face: "Miss Wan, look..."

"Don't worry, I just said it, just let the servant girl wear a simple bun, and it won't take long." Wan Wenhui took Wei Meidai and swipe on Jiang Yu's eyebrows. The girl must be careful when she puts on her makeup. Some, otherwise how to meet people.

That young man looked outstanding, how could he be so impatient.

The maid behind Jiang Yu seemed to think the same way, but she was not as careful as Wan Wenhui, she thought about it in her heart, and said directly: "Why did you come to remind me so soon."

They just sat down.

"Maybe the girl misunderstood me. I'm just a servant. Since ancient times, there has been no rule of letting the master wait for the servant." Jiang Yu explained that if Song Yu was asked to wait, then he would not be far from leaving.

This idea suddenly popped up in his mind, and Jiang Yu was really anxious for a while.

Looking at the brows on the bronze mirror that were originally heroic, Jiang Yu couldn't help but leaned back, out of Wan Wenhui's range of motion, "It's really possible, it's not as troublesome as this."

Originally, his face was hard enough to recognize, but now that he had been retouched, he really didn't look like a brother.

In fact, if the Jiang family hadn't been too harsh on him back then, Jiang Yu probably wouldn't have thought how good it is to be a woman. Since ancient times, women's rules have always been much stricter than brothers.

If a brother has real skills, although the process is a bit difficult, he can still become an official in the court like Song Yu. There are still official positions in the court for them. Women have never had such a Such treatment.

In addition to marrying a good family, being a mother, and being a wife.

Thinking about it carefully, women are rare and precious, and their situation may not be better than that of brothers.

It's just that Jiang Yu's luck is not good, but he has a pregnancy mole that means infertility, and he lives in the impersonal Jiang family, and he has such an aunt.

"You said, you are a servant?" Wan Wenhui was surprised. Just now, he saw the young master next to Jiang Zhenniang politely apologizing, and the young master next to him could tell at a glance that his status was not low. The young servant dressed up, but behaved intimately with the young master, and also had the same mole between the eyebrows, Wan Wenhui also said that the two should be relatives.

I didn't expect it to be a servant.

"Yes," Jiang Yu thought, if these ten thousand girls knew his identity, they would have to think about it. After all, there are many people in the Rujiang family who hold their own identities.

"You don't have to be so condescending, and put on my makeup yourself."

The movements in Wan Wenhui's hands only paused for a while, and then continued to move.

When the young master travels, he brings a woman who pretends to be a servant by his side and claims to be a servant. If she is an ordinary servant girl, no one will believe her if she tells it. Then this Song girl is most likely to be the son's aunt. It is Tongfang.

Wan Wenhui frowned slightly, and then unfolded again after a while.

What's the matter, no matter what the other party's status is, she is still the one who uttered bad words first, and she is not her aunt, so why should she have prejudices, "Don't underestimate yourself, Miss Song is much better than some people."

Some people, except for Jiang Yu, all the maids present knew it well.

The maid named Qingya behind him neatly tied a simple single-snail bun for Jiang Yu. Since she didn't bring extra accessories, Wan Wenhui took off a silk flower on her head and put it on for him.

In terms of makeup, Wan Wenhui only drew his eyebrows and put some lip balm on his lips, but with such a simple application, he no longer looks as shabby as before, but looks extremely beautiful.

The person Zhang is good-looking, as expected, no matter how he dresses up, he is beautiful.

Jiang Yu reluctantly thanked Wan Wenhui.

Dressing up like this, the time before and after adding up is less than a cup of tea.

After opening the door, Jiang Yu followed Wan Wenhui back to the shop in front of the cloth house with some perturbation, but Song Yu was no longer there.

Jiang Yu was taken aback, his originally flexible mind was only anxious for a while, and he hurried to run out the door, catching Wan Wenhui who was beside him by surprise.

Fortunately, the guy named Ah Fu stopped him just now.

Wan Wenhui was startled by her, and hurriedly called out "Miss Song", and pulled her back.

Jiang Yu didn't even care about Wan Wenhui's closeness, but hurriedly asked where he was.

After learning that Song Yu and his party were invited by the shopkeeper to drink tea upstairs, under the surprised gaze of Wan Wenhui's master and servant, he lifted his skirt and followed the work upstairs.

For some reason, Jiang Yu feels inexplicably uneasy now, as if the answer to the mystery is about to be solved.

Without seeing Song Yu, he was even more at a loss.

It wasn't until the door of the wing room was pushed open by the assistant, and Song Yu's face appeared in his line of sight, that he felt more at ease.

The wing room wasn't too big, but it was full of people sitting in every corner. After he entered, they all looked at him with amazement.

Jiang Yu frowned uncomfortably, he was not used to being under the eyes of others.

"So, it's more like the third sister." Jiang Zhenniang covered her mouth with her cuff and smiled, showing a cold look in her almond eyes, "I'm sure she has the same temperament as the third sister, generous and lovable.

What she said caused Wan Wenxin and Wan Wenhui, who came in later, to look at her.

Jiang Yu didn't say a word, he didn't know what kind of temperament Jiang Yuniang is now, but he just wanted to live better than him, and his temperament should not be the same as him.

Otherwise, Jiang Zhenniang, a daughter-in-law, would not be hated. Generally speaking, those who can be hated by others are either really bad-tempered, or too good-natured.

It's so good that others can't help being jealous. Only jealousy can cause hatred between sisters in the same family.

But these have nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yu didn't look at anyone, he bowed his hands like a man, and stood meekly behind Song Yu with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Even at this moment Zhuo Chengxing found a place to sit down.

"You're quick." Song Yu tapped the uncooled teacup with his fingers, but it was still warm.

"Young master is sympathetic." Jiang Yu replied.

Originally in this room, only Pei Ze and Wan Wenhui, who followed behind, roughly knew Jiang Yu's identity, but now that Jiang Yu was standing like this, the conversation immediately aroused speculation in the hearts of the people present.

Just as Wan Wenhui could think of it, how could the people present not think of it.

There was a bit of disdain on Jiang Zhenniang's beautiful face, but it disappeared in an instant. There was an indescribable joy in her heart. The status of a woman who looked like the person she hated was so low, it was as if Jiang Yuniang had also been reduced to a concubine. , Thinking about it can make her happy.

She smiled and looked at Wan Wenxin with an inexplicable expression, the corners of her mouth gradually widened. She had a sweetheart who looked like her aunt, and she didn't know how she would feel when she thought about it afterward if he married her.

Song Yu watched the lawsuit between everyone's eyebrows with cold eyes, and curled his lips a little bored.

"Little fish."

"Yes!"

"I heard from Mr. Pei that there are many interesting things ahead, let's go and have a look together."

"Yes."

The originally easy three lines turned into a mighty group of people, and this group of people is even more handsome men and pretty women, especially Song Yu, who is walking in front, has a dignified temperament and a handsome and uninhibited appearance. The woman next to her was also very gentle and beautiful, and she even attracted the attention of passers-by.

In this way, it is more conspicuous.

Jiang Yu had something on his mind, and he didn't know who to ask, he didn't look around curiously like Cai just now, but his eyes swept over the foreheads of every man passing by.

No, not one.

He pulled the corner of his mouth a little stiffly, if only the mole on the forehead was missing, how would he distinguish between a brother and a man?

or...

"careful!"

Originally there were many pedestrians on the road, but Jiang Yu's group, plus the servant girl and servant girl, numbered more than a dozen people, and it was even more crowded when they walked together. Jiang Yu followed Song Yu, walking on the outside like the girl servant girl behind him. , surrounded by a group of ladies and gentlemen.

He is not tall in person, and his body is thin like a teenager. With such a mentality, he will inevitably be bumped by passers-by. If Wan Wenxin, who was standing behind him, stretched out his hand to help him, he would almost be given a hand. bring down.

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, and stepped back steadily, feeling that the hand holding his arm was slowly loosened. It was as if his soul had returned, and he raised his eyes to meet Wan Wenxin's scorching gaze, and lowered his eyes uncomfortably. Eyelids rolled, "Thank you, my lord."

After finishing speaking, he didn't dare to look too much, so he quickly walked two steps to catch up with Song Yu who heard the movement ahead and turned his head to look at him.

"Starting tomorrow, practice one more hour in the morning."

He heard Song Yu's voice lightly coming from diagonally above, subconsciously looked up, a handsome and aggressive face turned sideways directly above him, and turned back casually after he raised his head.

Because Jiang Yu didn't respond for a long time, the man's face that was originally facing forward was turned sideways again, and the corners of his raised lips hummed a dissatisfied "um".

"What about the answer?"

"Yes!" Jiang Yu replied subconsciously.

When Song Yu turned around to go back again, Jiang Yu raised the hand placed by his side, and Song Yu's wide cuffs brushed by his hand inadvertently.

He was very disturbed, he was absolutely sure that Song Yu could give him what he wanted, but now is not a good time.

Jiang Yu's outstretched hand was palmed into a fist, and just about to take it back, Song Yu suddenly grabbed his wrist and pulled it aside, "Why are you in a daze, watch the road carefully."

A tall and strong man brushed Jiang Yu's side, with a strong smell of alcohol on his body, if Song Yu hadn't pulled him, they would have bumped into each other.

Song Yu's fingers were long and slender, and the palm against his wrist was very warm. When he let go of his hand, his fingers slid across Jiang Yu's palm. It felt like slid across his heart, which calmed down his restless emotions, and Jiang Yu bent over. The corner of his mouth curved in response: "Yes!"

Looking at the young man who was a head shorter than him and dressed as a woman, Song Yu stretched out his hand and slapped him on the forehead.

Not too pleasing to the eye!

When Jiang Yu stared blankly at him with his eyes wide open and covered his forehead, he patted his head again.

Song Yu pulled out a smile that he thought was loving, Jiang Yu blinked and smiled at him with his mouth pursed.

This picture...

Except for Zhuo Chengxing who habitually turned his head with an unhappy face, out of sight and out of mind, the expressions of other people who could see clearly were a little complicated.

The tall and handsome young man, the gentle and beautiful woman, has been a well-behaved master and servant until just now, with no emotion, even the crowd is crowded, and they don't know how to take care of each other. At this moment, the few small movements seem to be close to each other abnormal.

Wan Wenhui glanced at her elder brother cautiously. Although she knew that this was not her sweetheart, but with such a similar face, it should be quite dazzling to look at like this.

Speaking of appearance and temperament, Song Yu must be doing his part among the few men. Speaking of family background, he looks like he was born in a family when he dresses and talks. At first he looked like he didn't value Jiang Yu, but he didn't expect...

Jiang Zhenniang helped Bu Yao by her ear, it was really dazzling.

Although she didn't have any other thoughts about Song Yu, it was just why this girl Song looked so similar to her concubine sister. It was unpleasant to see the two of them in love.

Jiang Yu looked at the person who was walking forward again, let out a breath, picked up his steps and followed closely.

It's useless to think too much, at least for now, he still has a place to stay.

Although he was not at peace in his heart, Jiang Yu didn't show it anymore, and followed Song Yu and started to look left and right again.

Pei Ze is not from Datong Mansion, and he has only been in Datong Mansion not long ago. After all, he is not very familiar with the Spring God Celebration, and he doesn't want to show off among a group of local people, so he can only ask Wan Wenxin for advice.

Wan Wenxin was also very straightforward, and began to introduce the origin of the Spring God Festival, and began to lead a group of people to play.

Pei Ze asked, "Is there anything special?"

"Yes, of course." Wan Wenxin smiled, and gave Song Yu a meaningful look, "The most interesting thing in these three days is "Dou Hua Kui". A flower building first selects the three most outstanding prostitutes, and then selects the oiran through talent and beauty competitions, and the oiran can get the spring god flower crown, and parade in a float for a day."

"Of course, it's mainly about talent. It's rare to see a hundred flowers blooming together. It's rare to see the top names of every flower house gathered together."

Wan Wenhui tugged at her brother's clothes in embarrassment, there are female relatives here, so what kind of oiran!

"That sounds interesting." Song Yu clapped his hands with a fan, "Where did you do this?"

Wan Wenxin ignored Wan Wenhui, and continued, "Every night at Xushi, we are at the Linyang Tower on the shore of Baocheng Lake."

"It's so lively that we can't help but join in." Song Yu laughed.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at Song Yu intentionally or unintentionally.

Oiran?

brothel?

To be honest, Jiang Yu was shocked after hearing this.

Because he was much shorter than Song Yu, when Jiang Yu looked at him, he had to raise his head. The warm spring sun shone on his soft and beautiful face, clearly showing his eyes widened in shock. Chu.

Wan Wenhui and the other women showed sympathy, and Jiang Zhenniang gloated.

All the men looked calm, as if this was a normal thing.

Mingming Street was still bustling and noisy, but the people around Jiang Yu seemed to be still for a moment.

It's just that it's not over yet.

Song Yu patted the boy whose eyes were wide open, "I'll take you to see the world tonight."

Sheng's skin is so tender that it doesn't matter whether it's a woman or a man, it will blush at the touch of it.

This time it wasn't just Jiang Yu who was shocked, everyone's eyes were on Song Yu, the man who took his wife to visit the flower house had never been seen in the whole world.

Of course, catching rape in the courtroom does not count.

Jiang Yu blinked his eyes, his face was in a daze, today's excitement is really a bit big.

I have never heard of a brother visiting a brothel in this life, it is simply shocking.

But it seems that it is not the first time to see his young master's easy-to-use look.

only...

Since Song Yu can go shopping, why can't he go shopping? ?

No, no, you can't think like this, the brother over there still likes to rush to be the old man's servant, is it possible that he will go too?

"Song, Mr. Song," probably shocked by Song Yu's astonishing behavior, Jiang Zhenniang took a while to stop her, "I'm afraid this is not right, Miss Song, how can she go to such...that kind of place. "

Although Song Yu glanced at her casually, "What's wrong, I just want to watch the fun."

His eyes were as sharp as a knife.

After seeing this excitement, I am afraid that the reputation of the Jiang family girl will be ruined.

Jiang Zhenniang was terrified by his gaze, and stammered, "Family, sister..."

"Young Master Song, please forgive me. It's just a matter of asking whether the girl can go or not. Miss Song really looks very similar to the third girl of the Jiang family. If she goes, Miss Jiang's reputation may be ruined."

It was Wan Wenxin who brought up this matter just now, and now it is also Wan Wenxin who is persuading him.

Song Yu smiled, "I came here just for fun, and you keep asking me again and again. Is it because of this that I don't have to go anywhere?"

"It's okay to help once, but you can't help forever?"

Still pretending to be a woman, he really doesn't like women now.

"Young Master is just passing by, he must be leaving soon, can you wrong Miss Song..." Jiang Zhenniang frowned and begged.

Song Yu has never been a person who cherishes love and love, "I just took him out to relax, and now let him stay at home alone, what's the point?"

Zhuo Chengxing and Jiang Yu, who was standing beside him, looked at Song Yu nonchalantly with expressions on their faces.

Jiang Yu didn't know why he made trouble, but from Zhuo Chengxing's point of view, it was nothing more than normal, Song Yu came out and didn't mess up something, it wasn't over.

For some reason, Jiang Zhenniang's nervous appearance made Jiang Yu suddenly feel happy.

Hey, why did he suddenly become bad?

Jiang Yu was confused.

"Song Gongzi..." Jiang Zhenniang was at a loss.

Song Yu shook the jade bone fan in his hand, with a carefree smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jiang Yu's heart skipped a beat.

"Miss Song," Pei Ze, who had never said anything, looked at the child wearing a painted face mask, and suggested gently, "That's so good, there just happens to be a silver mask below, which only covers half of the face, and there is a craftsman's special mask on it. The pattern drawn may be suitable for a girl from the Song Dynasty."

Everyone looked at Song Yu.

"Oh," Song Yu smiled, and looked at Jiang Yu, "How does Xiao Yuer feel?"

Jiang Yu turned his eyes around, this scene was actually still embarrassing, although he really hated the Jiang family, but this Jiang family was not the Jiang family that it used to be, since he has nothing to do with the Jiang family now, why bother Something happened.

He didn't know Song Yu's identity, but one more thing is worse than one less thing, and he never wanted to cause trouble for Song Yu.

"In that case, I would like to thank Mr. Pei."

Jiang Zhenniang at the side breathed a sigh of relief, thanked Jiang Yu gratefully, turned her head, but there was no smile on her face, and the disgust in her eyes could not be concealed at all. She just waited for Song Yu to walk forward again, followed Pei Ze and said: "Thank you, cousin."

Pei Ze looked at Song Yu's back and smiled, "No need."

When he went back yesterday, he happened to receive a letter from his family. In the letter, Father Pei told me that the inspector's deputy was most likely to be the eldest prince of this dynasty when the inspector went to Changhai Road. Be fond of, don't offend if you can't please.

Although Father Pei was not lucky enough to meet him, he knew from Shangguan's few words that the Eldest Prince was very handsome, with a red mole between his eyebrows, just this one, it would be very easy to recognize.

Song Yu completely ignored the awkward atmosphere just now, and asked, "Is there anything else in the Spring God celebration?"

"Of course," Wan Wenxin also looked natural, as if nothing happened just now, "There is also a cuju competition, a polo competition."

"This is suitable for Mr. Song to participate," Wan Wenxin said, "At the annual celebration, there will be two flower crowns made by the best craftsmen in Datong Prefecture as the first two days at the Cuju field in Guanghua Street, West City Competition, the winning team will get the lottery."

"This flower crown is mostly given by the winner to his sweetheart as a token of love." Wan Wan

"Today there is a polo competition, as long as you are willing, you can participate by paying [-] yuan, Mr. Song, do you want to try?"

Song Yu is not very interested in reciting poems, but he never refuses when it comes to eating, drinking and having fun.

It's just that, polo, he really loved playing it when he was young, but when he got older, he started to cultivate his body and mind, so he didn't dare to be so interested in this dangerous activity.

However, Song Yu looked at Wan Wenxin. Wan Wenxin was interesting. Song Yu didn't remember that he had offended him, so what he said seemed to have bad intentions.

Song Yu said with a smile: "Brother Wan, you forgot that polo requires a team of four. Even if I want to, how can I participate?"

Wan Wenxin also laughed, "Aren't there just four of us now?"

"Oh, then you have to ask Mr. Pei." Song Yu said with a smile, shaking his fan.

Pei Ze was taken aback, "I'm not very good at equestrian skills, if so, it's okay."

Song Yu smiled, "The important thing is to participate."

"So, looking at the time, it's almost the same time, how about this past?"

Everyone came here for Cuju, now that it's decided, let's go to the Cuju field together.

They went back and forth, Jiang Yu who was at the side could hear clearly.

After several men entered the Cuju field, only a group of women and servants plus Jiang Yu remained.

Jiang Yu was very embarrassed.

Before entering the arena, seeing Jiang Yu standing alone watching him, Song Yu frowned in embarrassment.

With this appearance, he was not eaten by anyone even when he turned his head.

Children are really troublesome.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it.

The Cuju field is a large open space, surrounded by a wooden fence, and two door openings are set up on the left and right. Outside the wooden fence, several rows of high and low seats are made of wooden strips for ordinary people to watch, and the view is good. The location is set up with a curtain and reserved for those who are willing to spend money and have status.

Both Wan Wenhui and Jiang Zhenniang had already set their positions.

Jiang Yu didn't.

Jiang Zhenniang was too willing to take care of him in her heart, but Wan Wenhui asked him gently if he wanted to be with them.

Jiang Yu saw the trembling heads of the people outside, and did not refuse.

But before he could follow, an attendant in brown clothes stepped forward, saluted and asked, "This is Miss Song."

"Yes."

"Song Gongzi sent a villain to pick up the girl and go to the viewing platform."

Jiang Yu was taken aback for a moment, then he was happy again: "Oh, I'll trouble you then." He turned his head and thanked Wan Wenhui.

The curtains are divided into squares one by one, and the position is not too large.

Jiang Zhenniang watched Jiang Yu go to the highest stand, and felt very uncomfortable for a moment.

It has always been the place where the family members of prefect officials live.

In fact, the two people's positions were not too far from the stands, but their positions were different from each other.

Wan Wenhui could see it, "I just thought, Mr. Song must be of extraordinary status. From this point of view, Miss Song doesn't need my sympathy."

"Maybe I, the merchant's daughter, can't compare to her."

"Wen Hui, why should you underestimate yourself?" Jiang Zhenniang didn't like to hear this, so what about the merchant's daughter, she frowned and said softly, "No matter what, she's just a concubine."

"Why does Zhenniang say that, I think Miss Song is a good person."

"Wen Hui, haven't you always disliked Yuniang? Why do you want to speak for her?"

"Miss Song is Miss Song, and Yu Niang is Yu Niang, Zhen Niang, don't get confused."

Jiang Zhenniang shut up.

She just doesn't like that face, it's all foxy.

On this side, Jiang Yu followed the attendant nervously to the stand in front of him.

Fortunately, it was a stand that was pulled up with a curtain alone, and there were no other people.

Jiang Yu was really relieved.

Compared to staying with a large group of strangers, Jiang Yu prefers to be alone.

What's more, today has only passed half a day, but there are more things than the sum of the previous two days.

Jiang Yu felt that he couldn't digest it.

There is no Jiang Yu in the Jiang Mansion here, only Jiang Yuniang, the brother here has no pregnancy mole, and there may even be no brother here.

He had never heard that brother went to a brothel, and Wan Wenxin's attitude when he invited Song Yu was very natural, as if it should be like this.

Jiang Yu looked forward, no brother would be with a man, but he had no scruples about asking this guy to play polo.

Jiang Yu stroked his forehead, feeling as if his head would explode.

Until the dry land facing the sun was kicked up by the running horseshoes, a wave of yellow dust was thrown up, and there were bursts of cheers coming from behind.

Jiang Yu occasionally heard others mention it, but he had never watched a polo match, and he didn't even understand it.

One team after another came up and one pair after another went off, but it was just a somewhat dangerous sport of hitting the ball into the opponent's goal.

This is Jiang Yu's afterthought, his buttocks have been glued to the clean cushion and never moved.

There is a rumble in the mind in front of the eyes, all kinds of thoughts are spinning around, the dust is flying in front of the eyes, and the faces of the people on the horse cannot be seen clearly.

Until he saw the man with a red mole between his eyebrows galloping past the field in high spirits.

Although some things were clear in his heart, Jiang Yu couldn't help but his eyes glowed, he got up and walked to the nearest exit and stared at him closely.

Why is this so?Why is Song Yu so different.

Soong Yu might not even be a brother.

Jiang Yu thought about it for a while, and finally came to the conclusion that no matter what Song Yu did, it seemed like something he wanted to do but was afraid to do.

As for why it wasn't someone else, it was probably because of the mole between Song Yu's eyebrows.

Just like a brother, just like Jiang Yu himself can become like this.

It is really enviable.

Even if it doesn't change like this, it's fun to watch.

Due to the large number of participants and the need to decide the outcome within a short period of time, whoever gets into the hole first in this polo match wins.Therefore, if there is a big difference in skill between the two sides in a match, the winner can be decided in only half a cup of tea, but if the strength is strong, it will take a long time.

Soong Yu's skill is not to mention, Zhuo Chengxing followed this master, how could he be picked by Song Yu if he couldn't play, even Pei Ze, who was not good at equestrian skills, performed extraordinary, the most surprising thing was Wan Wen Xin, it was like a game with Song Yu, one by one hitting the ball into the goal hole.

No wonder he would be so provocative, and I don't know what his intentions are.

Needless to say the ending, there is Song Yu who has been professional in eating, drinking and entertaining for more than ten years, together with Wan Wenxin who is not doing business properly, Zhuo Chengxing who can play well, and Pei Ze who doesn't mean what he says, how can he not win.

It's just that the win this time made people a little tongue-tied, even the magistrate was shocked.

There must be referees in any competition, how can such a grand event lack official people.

It's just that this kind of activity has always been carried out by Fu Tang Dian Shi, who has never been able to work as a magistrate.

Zhou Dianshi has presided over several polo matches, but never has he felt so uneasy this time. Seeing the "patrol patrol" toss and turn on the horse's back, several times it seemed like he was about to fall off the horse. Zhou Dianshi It was a cold sweat all over the body.

Send someone to inform the magistrate early.

As long as this big Buddha is worn out here, let alone him, even the magistrate will be unable to eat it.

But half an hour later, Muxiu's magistrate rushed over in a hurry. How can someone who can work in such a prosperous place in Datong Prefecture be so indifferent? Calling the game to be stopped halfway will not do anything good, so I can only bring the last A good doctor is here just in case.

When Song Yu really dismounted from the horse intact and won the competition, the magistrate personally held the lottery and handed it to Song Yu politely with both hands.

A group of female relatives who watched in the curtain were surprised, wondering what the origin of that man was.

Jiang Yu watched Song Yu take a box from a middle-aged man from a distance, and after saying a few words, the middle-aged man turned and left.

Zhou Dianshi made a few closing remarks, and the polo match was over.

The people in the curtain left one after another under the protection of the servants.

When people had almost retreated, Jiang Yu stepped down from the stands.

There is a high fence between the stands and the Cuju field. Generally, the people sitting in front have their own identities, and no one will turn over to enter. Jiang Yu just took two steps outside along the fence, and he heard the sound of Dala Dala's horseshoes.

When he got close, Jiang Yu raised his head, and saw the last bit of the faint yellow sunset shining on the face of the man with a red mole between his eyebrows, plump and handsome, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, not very friendly.

It was like meeting for the first time on a small boat.

Jiang Yu opened his mouth and said with a smile, "Immortal."

Song Yu raised his eyebrows, "I'm a monster."

"Will it eat me?"

"Will you let me eat?"

"Let it go."

Song Yu lifted the man from the fence to sit on the horse's back, "Don't fret, I'm sweating all over, my lord, I just want to take a bath."

Jiang Yu leaned against Song Yu's arms and responded softly.

If Song Yu was a man, he wouldn't need to marry, and he wouldn't be trapped in a certain backyard. If there were no men here, would he be able to live as a man as a brother?

Or it would be nice to be by Song Yu's side all the time.

Riding the horse through the wide Cuju field until the entrance, Song Yu handed over the horse in his hand to the attendant who was waiting there, and then led Jiang Yu out.

It's just that surprises are often everywhere.

Not only Jiang Yu, but also Song Yu was stunned for a moment when he saw the woman wearing a fence at the exit.