Chapter 133 Strive for longevity
In a blink of an eye, it’s King Zhao’s birthday.
Prince Zhao's Mansion is simply more lively than the Lantern Festival during the Lantern Festival.
Almost all the dignitaries and families in the capital came to celebrate his birthday, and officials from other places who could not come in person also sent people to come.
Even Ouchi sent many people to deliver many gifts from the emperor at the order of the emperor and queen.
Gong Changan and a few other little guys were sandwiched between the adults, looking around and looking around. It was considered that they had gained some perspective.
"How about it? Let me just say, if you want to see real wealth, you have to come here." Qiao Ziyu said quietly to Gong Changan, "It's really dazzling."
"What's the point?" Xu Mang curled his lips, "In the future, if the Crown Prince of Zhao succeeds to the throne, he will be allowed to be the Supreme Emperor a hundred years later!"
"Shut your mouth quickly! How can you say such nonsense?!" Qiao Ziyu quickly covered his mouth.
"What nonsense did I say? Everyone in the world knows this." Xu Mang opened his hand and said unconvinced, "I don't like how cautious you are."
"Ziyu is doing it for your own good, and you really can't say this nonsense." Gong Changan also warned Xu Mang sternly, "Even if it is known to the world, it must be avoided, otherwise why should we be so cautious? Don't say this, even if it is a biological father and son. , according to this history, any prince who is in a hurry to succeed will be regarded as a thorn in the emperor’s side.”
Gong Changan is the most convincing among children. Even if Xu Mang doesn't listen to Qiao Ziyu, he still listens to Gong Changan.
So he lowered his head and said, "I won't say anything."
"Good brother," Gong Changan hugged him and said affectionately, "knowing that you are an outspoken person, there is no quarrel between us, and we can talk about anything. But there must be many people here, Brother Ziyu We remind you to protect you.
Later, we showed our faces at the birthday banquet, and the capital was shocked, knowing that there was a person like us. ”
These words made Xu Mang happy again. He raised his face and said, "That's exactly what I said! Our practice these days is not in vain."
"Brothers, please stop running around and follow me here." The steward of Duke Qiao's mansion hurriedly came over and said to the young masters.
Then they were led to the backyard of Prince Zhao's Mansion.
There is a cuju court here, and there are bleachers outside.
At this time, flowers have been arranged and many pergolas have been erected.
"You see, there should be sharp objects in that pavilion. Good guy, there are quite a lot of them." Feng Tianzhu pointed at the pavilion not far away and said.
"My dear, I'm afraid these things are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver." Qiao Ziyu clicked her tongue, "I heard that several places this year sent Cuju teams just like ours!"
"We are still standing, so we might as well get off the field and stretch our muscles." Gong Changan said.
He had already spotted Song Xiang in the crowd. He was wearing short clothes today, and there were several people dressed like him beside him. They were standing under the willow tree with their arms akimbo chatting. It looked like they were going to celebrate their birthdays soon.
King Zhao likes Cuju, and it can even be said that he is obsessed with it. He has some Cuju masters in his house, and when he has free time, he watches people perform Cuju. If he gets interested, he will end up doing it too.
Several children jumped to the Cuju field. At first, they didn't attract anyone's attention. They just thought it was just children being naughty.
However, Song Xiang still saw Gong Changan, and his eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly. He thought to himself that this little brat was actually here today, but it was a pity that Ma Daguang did something wrong last time and failed to kill him.
After a while, Duke Qiao and others also arrived with King Zhao. Among the people following them, there were a few that were particularly conspicuous. They were the Kunlun slaves brought by Duke Qiao's mansion.
They were covered in pitch black, frighteningly strong, and wore embroidered clothes and shoulders. Every step they took seemed to crush the square bricks under their feet.
"Hey, look at these black iron towers, who dares to compete with them?! If I get kicked accidentally, I'm afraid I'll be kicked and vomit blood!"
"That's not necessarily the case. These people are too bulky and will inevitably lose their dexterity. You need to be able to use dexterity in Cuju. It's not just about who is stronger and taller."
Many people were talking about it.
King Zhao laughed and said: "It seems that my birthday this year will be more lively than in previous years. If you spread the word, everyone who comes will be rewarded."
Then Duke Qiao said: "My lord, the people you brought are the ones that attract the most attention, why not let them play first!"
"Your Majesty, they are not the only ones I have brought." Qiao Guogong said and waved to his son.
Qiao Ziyu and others quickly ran forward and saluted King Zhao.
"Hey, whose children are these?" King Zhao couldn't help but smile as he looked at a group of seven or eight-year-old children, "They are all handsome and cute."
Qiao Guogong introduced them one by one, and then said: "Quanzi and his few friends are determined to present their birthday to the prince. Although the things from the children's family are not high-profile, they have such innocent hearts, so I Bring them.”
"Very good, very good. It's rare." King Zhao nodded while stroking his mustache, "I wonder how they want to celebrate their birthdays?"
"Back to the prince, the boys also like to play Cuju. I know that the prince likes this, so they want to go on stage to show off their flower ball skills. Prince Bo and all the guests will smile." Gong Changan said with fists in his hands.
"You are a child of the Gong family." King Zhao had already noticed Gong Chang'an among the many children. "How could Gong Er give birth to a child like you? God really loves him so much!"
"Your Majesty, your son always looks more like his mother." Gong Changan relied on the fact that he was a child and spoke without restraint.
Everyone was amused by his words, and King Zhao said: "Very good, come on, you don't have to be nervous, you will be rewarded later."
In fact, everyone, including King Zhao, felt that these children could not have any great abilities, but after all, it was auspicious for children to celebrate their birthdays, and it was better for them to go up first to warm up the place.
Gong Changan and others took off their coats, revealing the short skirts underneath, and tightly covered their hair with embroidered buns. They were all of the same style and color, and looked very cute.
Then one person came onto the stage with a leather cuju, formed a formation, and Gong Changan took the lead and shouted. Several people threw the cuju up, raised their right legs to catch it, threw it away again, and then put it on their heads. .
"Oh, these guys are really talented." Some people started to praise outside the court.
Then several children kept changing their tricks, among which Gong Changan was the most capable. The leather bamboo slipper seemed to be stuck to him, moving around with him, tossing it up and down.
Now there's an upside-down golden hook, now there's a carp swinging its tail, and sometimes it's like flipping forward and back, and a kidnapper whipping its legs. It's really Quan Guazi's good skills.
Not to mention other people, even King Zhao couldn't help but be fascinated.