Yang Fan did not use his stirrups to spur the horse forward with the ball. He still waved his cane, and he actually only waved his cane.
Yang Fan waved his cane, and the polo ball swept over the heads of the opposing players surrounding him. It turned into a rainbow light and drew an arc, like a comet across the sky.
Everyone raised their heads and looked into the sky. Their eyes followed the movement of the red light. From the moment the ball flew out, everyone knew from the angle that it was not going to be passed to anyone. Could it be that Yang Fan knew that the ball could not be accurately passed, so he deliberately sabotaged it and wanted the ball to go out of bounds?
Immediately after, they were dumbfounded to find that the shadow that had turned into a red stream of light was actually flying straight towards the opponent's goal …
Standing in the midfield and shooting directly?
This play was beyond everyone's expectations.
Yes, the field they had randomly drawn on the beach was not very standard, and it was indeed a little smaller than a standard field, but it was not a field where one could directly throw the ball into the goal by standing in the midfield!
It should be noted that the balls used to shoot the ball at this time were made of solid hardwood, which had limited elasticity and was relatively heavy. Standing in the center line and waving the cane, it was impossible to hit the ball into the opponent's goal, even if you were a Hercules. Because if your strength was too great, it would only break the crescent-shaped tip of the cane, or the solid wood ball could not withstand the force and would shatter with one blow.
However, Yang Fan did it!
He waved his cane, and the ball turned into a stream of light. Under everyone's stunned eyes, it shot directly into the opponent's goal.
This was not something that could be done with infinite strength. The arm strength must be great, and it must be skillful. The ball was not hit out, but was picked up by the cane and thrown out when it was rotated to an angle where it was easiest to exert force. Only this could explain why the cane was in good condition, and the ball was not broken, but could be hit so far.
However, when picking up the ball, one must be gentle, and when throwing the ball, one must be firm. The subtle use of strength depended on one's heart, and this was not something that could be done just by understanding its principles.
The ball flew into the opponent's goal, bounced a few times on the ground, and rolled out along the sand towards the tents of the women who had been watching them on the other side.
The onlookers cheered wildly. The scene of Yang Fan waving his staff to hit the ball, and the ball turned into a stream of light. The moment the staff stopped in the air, the heroic posture was deeply imprinted in their minds.
At the edge of the field on Yang Fan's side, every time a goal was scored, a red flag would be planted. The person in charge of the "referee" (referee) was planting a new red flag. The flags on Chu Kuangge's side had already formed a forest.
The courage of the opposing players to continue playing was completely crushed by Yang Fan's strike. Amid the thunderous cheers, they reluctantly admitted, "We lost!"
"Well done, Erlang!"
Chu Kuangge laughed and raised his thumb at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled, turned over the horse, and quickly chased after the red ball. The horse, which had not run a single step since the start of the game, snorted loudly, shook its head and wagged its tail as it walked to the side, minding its own business.
A gorgeous young woman in a bright red and embroidered robe lay on the soft couch. She held her cheek in one hand, and her other hand that was jade white like jade was holding the red ball lightly.
Her fingers were slender, and her cardamom painted nails were very long, exuding an indescribable air of nobility. At this moment, the red ball quietly stopped in her jade-like palm. The ball was illuminated by the sun, and the red light seemed to be able to reflect through the back of her palm.
She gently spun the polo ball and carefully examined it. Her eyes could not help but reveal a look of surprise. It was just an ordinary hardwood polo ball. There was nothing special about it. The young man standing in the middle of the field had shot such a wooden polo ball into the goal with one swing of his staff? The beautiful young woman raised her eyebrows in surprise and stared at the young man walking towards them. As soon as Yang Fan arrived in front of the tent, several men in embroidered robes rushed out and stretched out their hands to block his way. These people seemed to be servants, but they were all dressed in embroidered robes, with embroidered belts around their waists and silk headbands on their heads. They exuded an extraordinary air of nobility.
Looking at their tall and sturdy figures, and their eyes were faintly shining, it was obvious that they were not easy to get along with. The servants knew the master. If the servants were already acting like this, then the identity of the master could be imagined. Yang Fan knew that these tourists must be extremely noble and influential people. He quickly stood still and bowed deeply, saying: "I made a mistake and hit the ball into the tent. I have alarmed the noble, please forgive me."
The beautiful woman in red who was lying on her side smiled faintly and gently shook the hand that was holding the red ball. The men in embroidered robes who were blocking Yang Fan immediately took a few steps back and opened up a path. Yang Fan stepped forward and bowed again from two feet away, saying: "I ask the noble to return the polo ball."
The beautiful woman smiled faintly and said: "Your equestrian skills are not good."
Her voice was slightly hoarse and had a bit of magnetism. When she spoke, her rhythm was reserved and soothing, and she was as beautiful as the clouds.
Yang Fan smiled: "I will not hide it from the noble, I have never learned to ride a horse."
A strange light flashed in the beautiful woman's eyes. She asked in surprise: "You have never learned to ride a horse? Then, how did you train your bow? "
Yang Fan said, "Bowing, huh? This is also my first time."
The beautiful woman's eyes revealed a trace of surprise. She turned back to the woman in white robes and smiled: "Wan 'er, it is your first time bowing and you already have such skills. Have you seen it before?"
The woman in white robes smiled and said: "I have never seen it before. If this young man isn't lying, he's really a prodigy in archery! "
The beautiful woman smiled slightly and said with certainty: "He is not lying."
As she said this, she turned back and a pair of bright eyes looked at Yang Fan. She asked: "What is your name? Where do you live? What do you do now?"
Yang Fan hesitated slightly and decided to tell the truth in front of this beautiful woman. He did not know why, but this beautiful woman's eyes seemed to have the power to see through people's hearts. Yang Fan instinctively felt a sense of threat.
There was no need for the other party to ask for his name. Since she asked, she must have a purpose. If he randomly made up a name, once the other party sent people to investigate, it would ruin his plan. But there was no harm in telling her directly because Madam Yao's subordinates were not here.
Yang Fan said: "My name is Yang Fan. I am a worker of the Xiuwen Workshop."
The beautiful woman in red smiled and said: "Oh! So you are a neighbor. My surname is Li and I live in the Shangshan Workshop. "
The Shangshan Workshop was in front of the Xiuwen Workshop. It was next to the Tianjin Bridge and was the closest to the main gate of the Imperial City. Many of the first class rich and powerful lived in this workshop.
Of course, such a large workshop did not only contain the rich and powerful, but also the common people. But looking at her ostentatious appearance and the fact that she lived in the Shangshan Workshop, she must be from an extremely rich and powerful family. Yang Fan's heart trembled slightly and he secretly increased his vigilance.
The beautiful woman in red gently turned the red ball in her hand and looked like she was thinking about something.
The red ball rotated lightly in her palm. Her clear eyes looked up and she said with a smile: "Even though this is your first time bowing, you have great talent in this area. Being a small worker is really unfair to you. I have the intention of inviting you to join my residence so that you can focus on practicing polo. What do you think? "
Yang Fan quickly glanced at the three women sitting there and secretly guessed their identities. He cautiously replied: "I am used to being lazy and am not used to working in a noble's residence."
The beautiful woman in red raised her eyebrows and did not speak again. The plain-clothed woman next to her sweetly said: "Little Langjun, don't be in a hurry to refuse. This noble is a real noble, a noble beyond words. Haha, if you can gain her favor, it will be a great opportunity for you. "
Yang Fan smiled and said: "You can't play polo for a lifetime. Even though I am just a worker, my life is stable. I have no ambition and do not seek wealth. I only seek food and clothing. Besides food and clothing, I can obtain freedom. That is enough. "
The woman in red smiled slightly and said: "Little Langjun, don't be in a hurry to confess. Why don't you think about it? If you change your mind, you can go to Shangshan Lane to find me."
With a look, a man in a brocade robe handed something to Yang Fan. The thing was heavy in his hand. Yang Fan looked at it and saw that it was a fish talisman made of brass.
The fish talisman was carved in the shape of a fish with words engraved on it. It was used in the Tang Dynasty to prove the identity of the emperor and officials. It was also known as the waist token during the Song and Ming Dynasties. The materials of the fish talisman varied according to the identity of the person. The crown prince used a jade fish talisman, the prince used a gold fish talisman, and the ordinary officials and bodyguards used a copper fish talisman.
The waist token in Yang Fan's hand was a copper fish talisman. There was only a big "Wei" carved on the front and a small line of words on the back: "Escort of Princess Taiping's Residence."
Yang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the beautiful woman in red in surprise.
She wore a well-tailored red palace gown made of superior materials, wrapping around her curvaceous and alluring body. The sunlight shone on her glowing dress, making her seem like a mermaid lying on the shore of the Luo River.
Was she the princess of the princesses, the flower of Luoyang, Li Lingyue?
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Note: Princess Taiping did not leave her name in the history books. The name Li Lingyue was just a rumor. For convenience, this name was used in the story. It was not Princess Taiping's real name.
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