Furong Garden is a large garden in the back house of the royal palace. It has lush flowers and grasses and bamboos. The rocks are rugged and delicate and thin. The pavilions, terraces, corridors and pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, showing its wealth and elegance.

The name is hibiscus, and naturally there is a stream pool full of lotus flowers. However, it is not yet the season, and the pool is empty. From time to time, some fish will sway blue waves when they play, which is also a bit of fun.

Several curved corridors were set up by the pool, connecting a water pavilion in the pool, among which there were a group of flower-like girls sitting or standing, but the atmosphere seemed a bit dull.

On the surface, it was a poetry meeting, but at first they were interested. After chanting a few small lyrics, they became interested and just talked about some gossip to pass the time. Most people even glanced at the direction of the garden gate from time to time, as if they were looking forward to something.

Zhao Feng hugged the cat, hugged behind the table, glittering his eyes and constantly observing these beautiful sisters who were a few years older than him.

But I was having a question mark in my heart, didn’t I say I wanted to talk about poetry and lyrics? Why didn’t I continue? It’s not fun at all, so it’s better to watch crickets fight.

Zhao Feng sat side by side with her, leisurely shaved watermelon seeds with salt, feeling that the strange atmosphere was very interesting.

Qian Duo didn't notice this, and was pulling Hu Zhen and Yu Yan and chatting, as if he wanted to vent all the depression that had been accumulated in his heart for a while.

Women in the Song Dynasty were less restricted than those in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and their overall social status was relatively high. Especially the young ladies of officials and powerful families, their living circles were not narrow and they were not hidden in the deep boudoir. They also played polo, cuju, visited temple fairs, visited spring sightseeing, went to the garden and feast at their boyfriend's homes, and the entertainment activities were also very colorful.

Unfortunately, Qian Duo no longer enjoyed these fun after becoming a maid, so she was so worried that she took advantage of the recent improvement of Zhao Mengqi's attitude towards her, and then she took the initiative to send an invitation to her best friends. As for the poetry meeting, it was just a name.

Originally, she was worried that these friends in the boudoir would not come. After all, even though Zhao Mengqi's reputation has improved recently, it is still notorious, especially the licentious and lustful thing. There seems to be no examples to use to whitewash them, which will still scare many young ladies.

Unexpectedly, the sisters came as promised, which made her overjoyed. She was not very interested in the quiet entertainment of poetry, calligraphy and painting, and she didn't care if everyone didn't talk about it.

"I heard that a few days ago, Sai Guansuo and Hei Sanjie saved a game. Who won?"

"Sister Hei San." Hu Zhen answered a little absent-mindedly.

Qian Duo was careless and didn't feel anything unusual. He sighed and sighed, "Oh! It's a pity that I can't see this peak battle in person..."

Sai Guansuo and Hei Sanjie are female sumo wrestlers, and they were called female sumo at that time. The female sumo wrestling performed was even more popular than male sumo wrestling. After all, they wore less sumo wrestling, and when the two competed, they showed their moving figures.

On the other side, Wanwan watched coldly, feeling amused and laughed at Qian Duo's behavior of attracting the wolf into the house without knowing it.

These little ladies didn't come to relieve her boredom because of their deep affection with Qian Duo. They all wanted to drink.

Thinking of this, I was stunned. Why did I agree to come?

"Sister Wanwan." Xie Yunqiao quietly touched Wanwan's ear, "It seems like Duo Niang is still a perfect person. The people always say that King Yan is indulging in wine and sex. This is obviously a slander. I just said that how could a person who can write such a poem be licentious?"

Xie Yunqiao does not have any special abilities, but there are always some subtle differences between girls and young women, and it is not difficult for people with sensitive minds to distinguish them.

Wanwan looked at Xie Yunqiao in surprise, not because she was surprised that she could see Qian Duo's whole bi, but she was clearly facing King Yan in her tone.

"Do you like the poems written by the King of Yan?"

There seemed to be stars in Xie Yunqiao's eyes, "Yes, yes, but unfortunately, apart from the Linjiangxian, there are several couplets, so I didn't hear other masterpieces by King Yan. I wonder if I could see him today, so I asked him to write a few more songs..."

Wanwan couldn't help laughing in her heart. It turned out that the little lady of the Xie family was different from the others. She came for poetry, not for the King of Yan himself.

Then what are I for?

Is it the saying, "If life is just like the first meeting"?

It shouldn't be, maybe, I just came to say a few words. This time I went there, there should be no time to see you again.

Qian Duo still talked freely, "I couldn't watch the Cuju of the Cold Food Festival before, and I don't know if the Qianyuan Festival can make up for this regret in a few days. Zhenniang, Huanniang, Yanniang, etc., how about we set up a club to compete for the bid like in previous years?"

Liu Huan waved his hand quickly, "No, we are all ages, so we can't be willful. We must not be able to compete with men like last year."

Cuju is somewhat similar to football in later generations. It can be said to be the "national football" in the Song Dynasty. From the time of Taizu Taizong, it is a national sports that all the ministers and the people love very much.

Li Yanbang and Gao Qiu even made the joy of Emperor Daojun with their superb skills. One became the prime minister and the other became the Grand Marshal.

Cuju has confrontational competition gameplay, which is the performance-oriented fancy gameplay. Generally women tend to be fancy, but Qian Duo, the alternative, likes to win.

However, as we get older, we may not have such an opportunity again in the future.

After Qian Duo was rejected by Liu Huan, he turned his hopeful eyes to the other people, but all he saw were shaking his head.

Seeing her look disappointed and uncomfortable, Yu Yan felt unbearable, "Why don't we just play in the garden for a while, it can be regarded as satisfying Duo Niang's cravings."

Hu Zhen and Liu Huan subconsciously looked at the garden gate again, then looked at the clothes on their bodies, "It's not convenient for us to do this."

"It's good to have Cuju. It just so happens that I have many new Cuju suits. We all have a small difference in size, so we can wear them as much as possible."

At this time, Zhao Feng jumped up. When she was in the palace, she often brought the palace maids to Cuju together. However, the status difference was too big, and the palace maids didn't have so much effort to spend it on, so she was always unhappy. Now that she encountered an opportunity, she naturally wouldn't miss it.

So under the hustle and bustle of Zhao Feng and Qian Duo, even the eight little ladies, including Zhao Feng, changed their hairstyles one by one and changed their Cuju suits.

He wore a tight inner robe and a spacious light shirt on the outside. He used a brocade belt to tie the shoulders, back, waist and arms. In the thin Xiuluo skirt, there were pants that were convenient for sports. There were also circles of embroidered belts wrapped around the ankles, and the head was changed to a striking bun, showing his heroic posture and a flying spirit.

Zhao Feng is the youngest and thin, so this Cuju suit looks a little bigger when worn, but after being tied with brocade belts, there is no big problem.

Judging from the smile on her face, she also yearns for this sport.

There were exactly eight little ladies, so they divided into two teams and started the competition.

The court does not need to be very big, a piece of grass with a square radius of two feet is enough. Unlike later generations, the goal is not set at both ends, and there is only one. It is located in the center of the venue, and two bamboo poles are inserted into it, and there is a hole two feet square in the middle, which is the goal.

Qian Duo stood under the goal, threw the ball made of twelve fragrant skins high, and then began to compete for the ball.

Cuju does not pay much attention to strength, but pays attention to dexterity and ball control skills. It is necessary to ensure that the ball is raised high into the goal without falling to the ground.

For a moment, the eight little ladies had a very happy time, with constant joy and a very intense atmosphere.

But two quarters of an hour later, Zhao Feng became discouraged. Although she was very enthusiastic, she had never played before and didn't know any skills at all. She couldn't grab the ball.

Even though Zhao Feng and Wanwan took care of her and deliberately passed the ball to her, she couldn't control it at all. She just touched the ball and landed it. After more times, her own side's performance was much behind, and she became very guilty.
Chapter completed!