Drunkenly Resting Head Against Rivers and Mountains Chapter 52: The princess of the princess
Yang Fan did not kick the horse and drove the ball forward. He was still a cane, but he was still a cane.
Yang Fan swung out with a stick, and the polo glanced over the head of the opponent who surrounded him, forming a rainbow of light, drawing an arc, traversing the sky like a comet.
Everyone raised their heads and looked into the air. Their eyes followed the red light. As soon as they flew out of the ball, people knew from the angle that it was not passed to anyone. Could it be that Yang Fan knew that the ball could not be accurately passed, so it was intentionally destroyed and wanted to get the ball out of bounds?
Immediately, they were stunned to find that the phantom that turned into a red streamer flew straight to the opponent's goal ...
standing in the midfield and shooting directly?
This style of play is beyond everyone's expectations.
Yes, the course they delineated randomly on the beach is not very standardized, and it is indeed smaller than the standard course, but it is not standing in the midfield, you can directly throw the ball!
Important, at this time the shots are made of solid solid wood, with limited elasticity and heavier weight. Standing at the center line and swinging the stick, it is impossible to hit the ball into the opponent ’s goal, even if you are a Hercules It is also impossible, because if you have too much force, you can only break the crescent-shaped tip of the stick, or the solid wooden ball can't bear it, and smash it with one blow.
However, Yang Fan is done!
He swung it with a stick, the ball streamer, and shot into the opponent's door directly in the stunned eyes of everyone.
This is not something that can be done with great power. The arm strength should be greater, and the hand should be more skillful. The ball is not hit, it is thrown when the stick is copied to the most prone angle. The only way to go out is to explain why the stick is good and the ball is not broken, but it can hit such a long distance.
But when you copy the ball, you have to be soft, and when you throw the ball, you have to focus on the use of force. This is not something you can do if you understand it.
The ball flew into the opponent's goal, landed on the ground and bounced a few times, rolled out all the way, rolled along the beach to the tents of the women who had been watching their falcon on the other side.
The crowd of onlookers cheered wildly. Yang Fan hit the ball with a cane, and the ball became streamer. The cane was fixed in the empty moment and was deeply imprinted in their minds.
At the edge of the Yang Fan side, every time a goal is scored, a red flag is inserted. The person in charge of "singing chips" (referee) is inserting a new red flag. The flag of the Chu mad song side has become a forest.
The courage of the opponent player to continue the game was completely defeated by the Yang Fan rod. In the cheers of the mountain tsunami, they reluctantly admitted: "We lost!"
"Erlang, what a great look!"
Chu Kuangge laughed and provoked the big finger to Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled, turned over and dismounted, and quickly chased the red ball. Since playing, the horse that had n’t ran a step hit a very loud nose, shook his head and walked to the side, nibbling at the grass went.
The charming young woman in the big red peony brocade clothes reclined on the soft couch, holding a cheek in one hand, and the other white and jade-like palm was gently holding the red ball.
Her five fingers are slender and her fingernails with cardamom are very long, revealing an indescribable sense of nobility. At that moment, the red ball stopped quietly in her jade-like palm. The ball was illuminated by the sun, and the red light seemed to reflect through the back of her palm.
She gently rotated the polo and examined it carefully. Her eyes could not help but be surprised. It was an ordinary hardwood polo with nothing special. The young man standing in the midfield, one The stick shot such a solid wood polo into the goal? The beautiful young woman raised her eyebrows in surprise, staring at the teenager who was walking towards them,
Yang Fan had just hurried to the front of the tent, and a few Jinpao Hans flashed out, reaching out to stop him. These people all seem to be subordinates, but each one is dressed in a robe, a loincloth, a silk knot on his head, and an extraordinary noble spirit.
Look at them all figure Kuiwu, the eyes are so subtle, they are obviously not good. The servant knows the lord, and several domestic servants have already done so. The master's identity can be imagined. Yang Fan knows that these tourists must be extremely distinguished dignitaries, and they are busy standing up and saying, "I missed it and hit the ball in the account, disturbing the nobles, please forgive me."
The reclining woman in red shirt smiled faintly, and gently shook the palm of the red ball, stopping some of the men in the Jinbei robe of the Yang Fan and immediately backed away a few steps to make way. Yang Fan stepped forward, separated by two feet, and bowed down again, saying: "Please give me your polo."
The beautiful woman smiled faintly: "Your equestrian is not fine."
Her voice is slightly muffled, with a bit of magnetism, the rhythm is reserved and soothing when speaking, as clear as the cloud.
Yang Fan laughed and said: "I don't hide my nobles, I have never learned to ride a horse."
The eyes of the beautiful woman flashed with surprise, and said in surprise: "Have you ever learned to ride a horse? So, how did you practice sabre?"
Yang Fan said: "What's the first time, Juju?"
The woman looked slightly surprised in her eyes, looking back at the woman in the Suro shirt and saying, "Wan'er, for the first time, you have such a skill, have you seen it."
Susan woman smiled and said: "I've never seen it before. If this little Langjun didn't lie, he was really a cunning wizard!"
The beautiful woman smiled slightly and said positively: "He didn't lie."
said, she turned back, a pair of bright eyes took a picture on Yang Fan, and asked, "Who is your surname, where do you live, what is your current practice?"
Yang Fan hesitated a little, and decided to tell the truth in front of this beautiful woman. I do n’t know why, this pair of beautiful women ’s eyes seem to have a magical power, Yang Fan intuitively feels a sense of threat.
There is no need for the other party to ask for his first name. Since he asked, there must be a purpose. If he writes a first name at random, once the other side asks someone to check, it will ruin his affairs. It's okay to speak out to her, because Mrs. Yao's men are not here.
Yang Fan said: "The surname Yang Mingfan is a square in Xiuwenfang."
The beautiful woman in red smiled and said, "Oh! It turned out to be a neighbor, a surnamed Li, who lives in Shangshan Square."
Shangshan Square is right in front of Xiuwen Square, next to Tianjin Bridge, and closest to the main entrance of Imperial City. Many first-class dignitaries live in this square.
Of course, such a large square is not just a bureaucrat. It is still mostly civilians common people, but looking at her ostentation and living in Shangshan Square, it must be a very wealthy family. . Yang Fan sighed slightly in his heart, and cautiously cautiously.
The beautiful woman in red gently turns the red ball in her hand, a thoughtful look.
The red ball turned slightly in her palm, her water-cut eyes raised gently, smiling and said: "Although you are the first time you are in contact with juju, you are very talented in this respect, a small square Ding, really aggrieved you. Someone wants to call you into my house, how can I concentrate on polo in the future? "
Yang Fan quickly glanced at the three women who were sitting, secretly speculating about their identities, and replied cautiously: "Little but a lazy person, not used to being a servant in your mansion."
The woman in the red dress raised her eyebrows and said nothing. The woman in the shirt next to her said: "Xiao Langjun, do n’t be too busy to refuse. This noble is a real noble, noble noble, ha ha , If you can get her favor, it is a great opportunity with you. "
Yang Fan smiled and said, "You can't play for a lifetime. Even if you are just a family member, you can live a stable life. You have no ambitions under the chest, don't seek wealth, but seek food and clothing. , Enough. "
The woman in the red dress smiled slightly in the wave of her eyes, and said: "Xiao Langjun is not in a hurry to confess, you may wish to consider it again. /
With a look, a man in a Jin robe has handed something to Yang Fan. The thing started. The heavy ~ IndoMTL.com ~ Yang Fan looked at it closely, but it was a brass fish symbol.
The fish rune is carved into the shape of a fish with characters engraved on it. It is a token used to prove the identity of the royal family and officials in the Tang Dynasty, and it is also a waist card said in Song and Ming Dynasties. According to the different identities, the material of fish symbols also varies. Jade fish symbols for Crown Prince, gold fish symbols for princes, and copper fish symbols for general officials and guards.
The waist tag in Yang Fan's hand is a copper fish symbol with only a large "wei" engraved on the front, but a small line on the back: "Princess Taiping Mansion Walking."
Yang Fan Huo Ran looked up and looked at the beautiful young woman in red.
A well-cut, high-quality red skirt skirt, wrapped in a tempting and uneven texture, the sun sheds on her hidden streamer dress, as if it were a mermaid lying on the edge of Luo River.
She is the princess among that princess, Li Lingyue, the flower of Luoyang?
Note: Princess Taiping has no name left in the history book. The name of Li Lingyue is based on the falsehood. For the sake of convenience, the name is quoted in the story.