Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

A few days later, the Ryukyu mission came to the capital.

Ryukyu is a subsidiary country of the Daming Dynasty, and they admire him very much. Not only did they send many students to Daming, but they also came to the capital to pay tribute every year.

The emperor also attached great importance to the arrival of the Ryukyu envoys, and ordered a banquet to be prepared early to entertain the guests.

There are many Ryukyu students in the Ryukyu Academy of the Imperial College, and the emperor knew that they were homesick, so he specially called these students to accompany him.

He Zhiyang is very proficient in Ryukyu language, and as a Ryukyu teacher, he was also called to the banquet.

The Ryukyu envoy exchanged a few words with the emperor, and suddenly mentioned Cuju, the Ryukyu envoy said with a smile: "Speaking of Cuju, it was passed down to Ryukyu from Shang Kingdom, and now our youngsters love it very much. Few people value it very much.”

The Ryukyu envoy spoke very beautifully, and the lines between the lines were full of flattery.

The emperor was very helpful, he was amused and laughed, just happened to see He Zhiyang who was sitting on the side, and pointed with a smile: "Hey, that kid from the He family is very energetic in Cuju, and even used a new method to make numbered clothes , If you are interested, you can have a lesson with him."

The Ryukyu envoy immediately answered with a smile: "There are a few in the envoy group who can play Cuju. I wonder if you can teach us?"

In front of the audience and the emperor's expectant gaze, He Zhiyang could only bite the bullet and say: "Of course, you are welcome anytime."

The Ryukyu envoy immediately set a date and left happily.

When the news reached the Imperial College, the teenagers became nervous again.

Cuju this time is different from the last time with Jin Yiwei. In the past, it was just to fight for the face of the Imperial College, but this time it was related to the court.

He Zhiyang said: "Who wants to play? They have a lot of people here."

"Brother Yang, of course it's Brother Yang." Because of the previous cheating case, although they couldn't do anything about it, the people from Guozijian still felt a little guilty towards He Zhiyang: "Brother Yang, go teach them how to behave."

But He Zhiyang didn't intend to play, but found a few people from Jin Yiwei next door to form a team.

As for himself, he had more important things to do.

Qiao Yue, Yu Chacha and the others are very good at Cuju, and they have played Cuju with Jin Yiwei more often. Everyone has gradually figured out the characteristics of each person, and they have become more and more handy in cooperating. They began to prepare for the battle intensively.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the competition, and the players from both sides were already in place, and the youngsters from the Ryukyu Academy were also standing by the side of the Cuju field, watching the match in a heroic manner.

Qiao Yue was dressed in strong attire, standing beside the Cuju field, with a faint abstinence in his eyes.

He knew that although the Cuju match was a competition among youngsters, it was more or less related to the court's face.

After all, the Great Ming Dynasty is the largest country, and Ryukyu is only a subsidiary.

So in this game, they can only win.

Taking advantage of everyone's unpreparedness, He Zhiyang quietly climbed up to the eaves under the shade of green trees, climbed up and looked into the distance, trying to see the situation clearly.

If Cuju wants to win, people in the game often can't see the situation clearly. He Zhiyang did this to let his classmates get more information during the competition.

He could vaguely see the figure in the distance, and according to the current situation, it was still much clearer than on the ground.

Acting in accordance with the strips agreed with He Zhiyang long ago, Qiao Yue led the people below to attack left and right according to the situation at the scene and the strips waved by He Zhiyang, and he seemed to have the upper hand.

He Zhiyang smiled more and more complacently, but the eaves of this place slid down, and he still felt somewhat uneasy standing on it.

At this moment, applause erupted faintly under the shadow of the tree.

It was Da Ming who won.

He Zhiyang was overjoyed, and couldn't help leaning forward, but unexpectedly, his feet slipped, the tiles became loose, and he fell to the ground.

Qiao Yue turned around.

The clear sunlight shone on the wind chimes on the eaves and corners of the eaves, and the boy fell from the roof like a crane with folded wings, stirring up slender and flying dust.

Qiao Yue's eyes trembled, his chest throbbed suddenly, and blood rushed to his head and face almost immediately.

He didn't even think about where he was, he strode over, kicked his toes lightly on the ground, leaped towards He Zhiyang who was in mid-air, stretched out his arms to tightly wrap around the boy's waist, preventing him from falling down.

When he was about to fall to the ground, Qiao Yue tilted his body so that He Zhiyang landed firmly on his chest.

The huge impact made Qiao Yue grunt, then rolled his eyes, and pulled the person into his arms: "Close your eyes."

Seeing that Qiao Yue's face was slightly pale, He Zhiyang couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and whispered, "Are you okay?"

"Close your eyes quickly." The smooth slabs under him were warmed by Xia Yang, Qiao Yue looked at the pretty little face in his arms stained with anxiety, not only did not let go, but also embraced him: "Close your eyes, They're coming soon."

"Why do I have to close my eyes when they come?"

"Do you want them to ask why you appeared on the eaves?" Qiao Yue whispered in a low voice, "Quickly lie on top of me and pretend to be fooled first."

After saying these words, the little face in front of him was immediately stained with worry, He Zhiyang quietly raised his eyelashes to glance at the people who were getting closer to them, and quickly lay down in Qiao Yue's arms and closed his eyes.

In short, Qiao Yue's chest was comfortable and warm, and it would be good to sleep more.

There was a sound of footsteps, and chaotic voices rang in my ears: "Brother Yang, Brother Yue, are you still doing it?"

"Don't move, don't move, didn't you see that both of them are dizzy, maybe it's impossible to tell where they are dislocated, don't move easily."

"Then we should separate these two people first?" After finishing speaking, someone lifted Qiao Yue's arm that was on He Zhiyang's body: "How can two people hug each other like this?"

He tried to move his hand a few times, but felt that Qiao Yue's arm on He Zhiyang's body was heavy and he couldn't shake it at all, so he couldn't help muttering: "I'm so strong even after I'm dizzy?"

"What is dizziness?" Jin Yiwei looked at the two people huddled together on the ground, and felt unhappy: "How could our Zhenfu faint? Crossing a cliff is like walking on flat ground! This height is a joke!"

"Then you should wake him up!"

"...Even if I fainted, I was knocked unconscious by your people!"

Jin Yiwei decided to temporarily betray He Zhiyang: "Look, Brother Yang's head just hit our Zhen Fu's chest! Otherwise, how could we be unconscious when we are so good at suppressing Fu?"

"So you blame our brother Yang?" Li Ji Yinyang said strangely: "Are you kidding me? How could you fall to our brother Yang at this height? If it wasn't for the sudden appearance of your eunuchs to disturb the sense of propriety, maybe we could have a stable life right away." The steady and beautiful landing shocked everyone."

He Zhiyang: "..."

Exaggerated!

He Zhiyang lay in Qiao Yue's arms with his eyes closed under the warm sunshine, listening to the voices of his classmates joking with each other, and his father's voice of nervously ordering the eunuchs, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

The hand held by the two people never let go.

For the first time, we hugged each other tightly under familiar eyes.

Both of them closed their eyes tacitly and pretended to be dizzy, they were carefully lifted up and sent to the side hall.

We stumbled and stumbled along the way, but no one thought of breaking up.

It was the longest hug between them. Through the spring shirt, one could feel the boy's bones, covered with a thin layer of muscle, making one want to knead and forcefully squeeze into the body.

He Zhiyang lay in Qiao Yue's arms and secretly opened his eyes, quietly counting someone's eyelashes.

He thought, how could he like someone so much?