Chapter 290: How to Know Your Character
"It's his character. My Thirteenth Brother is the best warrior in the world. Now you have nothing to say." Zhu Yunsheng smiled brightly.
Looking at Xuri Qian who staggered up from the ground and was stopped when he wanted to enter, Qiqi Ge felt that his heart was about to break.
On the side, Yang Jingting was still in a state of shock.
She never imagined that Zhu Jinghong, who usually had no formal appearance, could be so brave and imposing.
Wouldn’t it make people think of such a brave and heroic person? Yang Jingting blushed unconsciously.
Shi Xiangyun, who was also looking at the scene, said sincerely at this moment, "It is said that it is difficult to live up to the great reputation. Only when I saw him today did I know that the Thirteenth Master is really a hero."
When he said this, Shi Xiangyun only had admiration in his eyes. After all, Zhu Jinghong was trying to win glory for the Ming Dynasty, which was equivalent to using his advantages in a useful way.
Unlike the shock of several girls, Baochai was obviously calmer because she had experienced more shocking things before.
Not everyone has experienced a life-or-death crisis, and even fewer people have seen Zhu Jinghong chopping people like vegetables. Compared with that, they are just childish now.
"With you in the Ming Dynasty, how can we lose?" Baochai thought to himself.
The emperor and empress on the side were in another scene at this moment.
While the emperor was laughing heartily, Yang Qingyin's heart was in her throat, fearing that something might happen to her precious son.
"This kid looks like me"
Listening to the emperor laughing heartily, Yang Qingyin poured cold water on her and said, "I think your majesty also performed such a feat back then"
< p>"They're all pretty much the same," Zhu Xianming concealed his embarrassment.As for the situation on the court, as Xuri Qian was thrown off his horse, the morale of the Ming side was high and they actually scored several goals in a row.
When the first half ended, the score was 6 to 2, which was an unusually large gap.
The possibility that Junggar will come back in the second half is basically zero, so the outcome of this game is already doomed.
After both sides left the field, the riders of Ming Dynasty gathered around Zhu Jinghong and praised him one after another.
Everywhere Zhu Jinghong went, no matter he knew him or not, whether it was the Ming Dynasty or foreign envoys, they all cheered to Zhu Jinghong.
The current enthusiastic situation reminds Zhu Jinghong of the "World Cup" in his previous life, but the scale is not large now.
Unlike the cheers that Zhu Jinghong received, the Junggar people on the other side who left the stage sadly were all crestfallen at this moment.
"Xurigan, what's wrong with you?" Battelle grabbed his collar.
Being grabbed by the collar again, Xuriqian felt extremely humiliated, so he pushed Battle away with all his strength, leaving the latter in disbelief.
"You are crazy"
Battle yelled loudly, he is the son of Junggar Khan, how dare Xurigan push him.
Xuri didn’t say anything, just looking for a place.Fang sat down. He was thrown off the horse and injured his muscles and bones. Now his back was in excruciating pain.
If he were not afraid of being laughed at by outsiders, he would have left to find a doctor long ago.
At this moment, he was holding on with all his strength, purely to protect Junggar's face.
"It's okay with you," Risong stepped forward to ask, and he discovered that something was wrong with Xuri.
Enduring the severe pain, Xuri Qian replied, "Sir, I fell off the horse just now. My sternum should be broken."
"Can't get on"
Ask the question Risong himself was embarrassed by what he said, because he was seriously injured.
Xu Rigan answered honestly, "I can't even move now."
"Then we are doomed," Battelle stepped forward and asked.
Knowing that Xuriqian was seriously injured, the anger in his heart disappeared.
"We have lost" Narisong replied helplessly.
Xuri Qian said very solemnly, "That Thirteenth Master is indeed brave enough to be worthy of all men. We underestimated him."
Only by facing Zhu Jinghong directly can we truly feel his terror. At this point, Xuri Qian has been completely defeated and no longer has any pride.
"Xurigan, you are my number one warrior in Junggar," Battelle reminded angrily.
Hearing this, Xuri Qian only smiled bitterly. This name just sounds ridiculous to him now.
When everyone was silent, time passed quickly, and the bell rang to start the second half.
The momentum of the Ming Dynasty was high, but the Junggar side was depressed, making everyone at the scene aware of the result of the game.
In fact, this is indeed the case. The entire second half of the game was equivalent to Ming Dynasty suppressing Junggar.
From beginning to end, Junggar never scored a goal, but Daming scored seven more. The final score was 13 to 2.
Hearing the bell ringing, Zhu Xianming laughed heartily.
"Let me just say that Lao Shisan is a good guy. He has never let me down in his work."
When Yang Qingyin heard the emperor's praise, he was not too happy.
Lao Liu, who was still a prince back then, was praised repeatedly in this way, and was finally praised as the "virtuous king" now, and launched an impact on the positions of the princes.
In the past six months, the emperor has praised Lao Shisan many times, as if what happened back then is happening again, and Yang Qingyin cannot help but worry.
But when she thought about it, she didn’t need to worry too much because Lao Shisan was just a mess and didn’t look like a prince at all.
Maybe Yang Qingyin thought so because she was overthinking it.
"The Ten Years of Orthodoxy, the Holy Birthday Polo Match, ends this round of the Ming Dynasty's victory."
As the etiquette officer shouted, most people on the scene cheered, and there was no one left. People care about the Junggar people who made a dismal exit.
Throwing the stick to the guard beside him, Zhu Jinghong stretched out his hands to bathe in the glory, his expression much calmer than other players.
Looking at Zhu Jinghong in the crowd, Prince Zhu Jingyuan sighedAngry, this was a scene he couldn't envy.
Since childhood, he has hardly accomplished anything worthy of praise, let alone bathing in glory and enjoying the admiration of thousands of people like this.
"Thirteenth brother is much better than me," Zhu Jingyuan sighed.
Thinking that Zhu Jinghong has a good relationship with him, Zhu Jingyuan feels a lot more at ease. Such a good relationship must be won over.
In fact, Zhu Jingyuan, who was sitting on the other side, had similar thoughts to the prince at the moment.
I envied Zhu Jinghong’s abilities, and at the same time hoped to win over him.
Perhaps they had a tacit understanding, but the two brothers, who were not far apart, looked at each other at the same time, and then both snorted and turned away.
Winning first place in this competition will naturally be rewarded by the court.
As the first place, the members of the Ming Dynasty team were given swords. These swords were carefully crafted by the war bureau. They are gorgeous and noble and can be used as ritual heirlooms.
After the Ming Dynasty's team received the reward, they were followed by the second-place Junggar people. According to regulations, they also received the sword, but the regulations were lower.
Then the third place, the fourth place
There is a lot of excitement here to receive awards, but Zhu Jinghong is not among them, because he really doesn't need it.
At this moment, he has arrived at the viewing floor and is walking up the steps.
However, just around the corner, a beautiful shadow shot over quickly and bumped into Zhu Jinghong who was turning to go upstairs.
Fortunately, this guy moved quickly, so he raised his hands to block, thinking it was a secret, and happened to grab his chest with both hands.
Even though he has a cheerful personality, as Zhu Jinghong held him with both hands, he was frightened and froze in place, not knowing how to deal with himself for a while.
Zhu Jinghong was also stunned.
"You"
Qi Qige originally wanted to curse, but Zhu Jinghong rubbed her so hard that she couldn't say it, so she instinctively wanted to kick Zhu Jinghong.
However, the next moment, the leg she kicked out was hugged by Zhu Jinghong again, and their posture at this moment became even more strange. Please remember to collect it. The website is the latest and fastest without anti-theft. To find books and add books for free, you can join the qq group 952868558