487 Being spotted
Ping'an went to the toilet and followed his godfather to change into a black suit with silver edges.
Wang Wei looked at him and said happily: "Ping An, Godfather must say that you have a good appearance, very good-looking."
Ping An laughed and said, "Is my appearance good? My brain is not good? Is this what a godfather should say?"
Wang Wei burst into laughter.
"Brother, what are you laughing at? Is Ping An ready to go on stage?"
Wang Tao walked over in a red jersey. After returning to Beijing, he was assigned to the Ministry of Justice, and this time he was also a member of the Ministry of Justice's Cuju team.
"Uncle, please go easy on me for a while."
"You are so good, Ping An, but you still need your uncle to show mercy. Let me ask you, do you have the telescope?"
"Uncle, I swear I don't have any more, I really don't have any. The one I left for myself, my godfather is also leaving now."
"Ping'an, you have a godfather but no second uncle. Since you don't have one, don't blame your second uncle for showing no mercy later." Wang Tao raised his chin.
Wang Wei smiled, "Ping An, don't be afraid of him. It's still unclear who will give way to whom. Your Kung Fu is not bad. You taught Chu Feng Qing Gong, right? It's a pity that the boy is not very hardworking. Qing Gong will be very useful in the Cuju competition. Let's go. It's almost time. I'll take you to meet other people."
Ping'an followed his godfather to meet a group of people from the Dali Temple. All eleven of them were ready, only waiting for Ping'an.
Wang Weiyi introduced that everyone is very enthusiastic about Ping An.
These people are not fools.
As the disciple of the eldest son, I am also the fourth son of the emperor. My future is really unpredictable. Moreover, I have an official position personally conferred by the emperor. What's wrong with an empty position? It's just a sixth-rank official.
What's more, he is the godson of their immediate superior, Wang Shaoqing.
A quarter of an hour later, Ping An followed the black team to the field. Along the way, the captain of the black team, Qiu Shaochi, explained to him the key points of Cuju in detail. Qiu Shaochi is the youngest son of Duke Hu, and now he is the chancellor of Dali Temple, a very sunny young man.
"Cousin, who is the person talking to my third cousin? I haven't even seen him before." A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old stared at Ping An closely.
Qiu Mingyue glanced at Han Qi and said, "That man is the disciple of the eldest son and the future son-in-law of the Sun family. Just take a look at him and don't think about anything else."
Han Qi lowered her eyes, feeling extremely angry: "How can my cousin say that to me? I just returned to the capital, and these people don't know anything. As a girl, what can I think?"
It turns out that the famous grass already has an owner.
Qiu Mingyue stopped talking. Her husband was present at the event, otherwise she would not have wanted to come. Han Qi was the daughter of her uncle, Marquis Wu'an. Although she was a concubine's daughter, she was very much loved because her mother and daughter had always followed her uncle in his office since she was born.
Their family had been living in other places and only returned to the capital last year. Today, it was her uncle who asked her to come, otherwise a concubine's daughter would not be worth her trouble.
Qiu Mingyue also knew that her words were a bit harsh, so she explained, "Don't be angry when I say this. Although the Sun family is not a wealthy family, they are also one of the best medical families in the Zhou Dynasty. No one wants to offend such a family."
"Cousin, I'm really just asking."
Han Qi's gaze was still following Ping'an's figure. Such a handsome young man must be rare in the whole Great Zhou, right?
Since he is the future son-in-law, he is not married yet. For unmarried people, whoever gets him first will naturally be his.
This logic is correct, right?
A medical family is, after all, a business family. Can a business family own a marquisate?
The fact that the Yue family is a doctor is not comparable to the fact that the Yue family is a marquis. Moreover, my father has already promised to persuade my mother and is ready to register himself under her name.
At that time, she would no longer be a concubine's daughter, but the legitimate second daughter of the Wu'an Marquis family.
Ping An doesn't know that he has been targeted by a bad love flower.
There were twelve people in their team. The captain got some advice from Lord Shaoqing and knew that Ping An was very good at Kung Fu, so he quickly asked him to be in charge of attacking. The six people in charge of attacking had to discuss privately in advance before the game started.
At the other end of the field, Wang Tao and the other twelve players were also discussing the next strategy.
Naturally, someone saw Ping An and was very disapproving when they learned that he was the eldest son's apprentice, a medical student.
Wang Tao said with a chuckle: "Don't say I didn't warn you, my nephew is very good at Kung Fu, I am no match for him, you can't be afraid of him, now you can only take advantage of the fact that he is watching Cuju for the first time today."
Several people breathed a sigh of relief. Cuju was not difficult, but it was certainly very unfamiliar the first time. Even if one had good skills, they would not be of much use.
But their thoughts turned into nightmares a quarter of an hour later. Clearly a ball was about to touch their toes, but somehow Ping An floated in front of them like a cloud and intercepted the ball.
Ping An was very excited at first. It was the first time in his life that he played football. He played very hard for quarter of an hour. Later he found something wrong. The Dali Temple team scored four goals, while the opponent's team, Wang Tao, only scored one goal.
This won't work.
I was a little too proud today. Fortunately, I didn't really use the Snow Steps, otherwise it would have attracted attention.
Not long after, whether he intended or not, the red team scored the second goal.
Qiu Shaochi glanced at Ping An. Ping An was really interesting. He felt sorry for the Red Team. In fact, the competition was nothing special. It all depended on one's ability.
But it's better to give in a little, so that everyone can save face, and it's good enough as long as we win in the end.
Chu Feng, Fu An and others clapped their hands until they turned red. Ping An really did a great job.
Soon another quarter of an hour passed, and the game ended with the score between the red team and the black team being three to six.
The black team represented by Dali Temple won with an absolute advantage.
Qiu Shaochi put his arm around Ping An's shoulders and said, "Good boy, you scored three of the six goals by yourself. Ping An, you must come to the final tomorrow."
"Brother Qiu, I promised my father that I would accompany him to Hanshan Temple tomorrow, so I really can't come."
"Ping An, you can go to Hanshan Temple any day. Tomorrow is the finals. I don't care. I just ask the Shaoqing for someone."
Ping An scored three goals today. Two of the other three goals were scored by him. Without Ping An's help, they might not have been scored. How could such a person be allowed in the final?
His father accompanied him to Hanshan Temple, probably to pray for him in this year's imperial examination, which was a big deal.
When Ping'an and the others finished their performance, Wang Wei was already waiting there with a smile on his face.
"Good boy, you're awesome. You made your godfather proud today."
It's strange to say, he was just my godson before, and we were rarely together, so I didn't have any feelings towards him. But when the banquet was held yesterday, Ping'an kowtowed to him and called him "son", and the feeling was different.
He has two sons and two daughters. The older two are daughters. The eldest son is only eight years old now, and the second son is only three years old. How can he have sons that old?
At this moment, his fatherly heart was filled to the brim.
"Brother Wang, this kid said he can't come tomorrow. How can that be possible? Substitution in the final is a big taboo." Qiu Shaochi took the opportunity to say.
Wang Wei turned to Ping An and asked, "What do you have to do tomorrow?"
"Godfather, tomorrow is the Little New Year. I promised to accompany my father to the Hanshan Temple to burn incense. We promised not to break an agreement, especially for something like burning incense. Starting the day after tomorrow, I will be studying with my teacher."
He knew that Ping An was studying with Mr. Wang. Originally, he had invited the Wang family yesterday, but the Wang family had been invited into the palace.
"Ping An, how about this? You and your father should leave early tomorrow. It only takes half a day to go to Hanshan Temple and back. I will try to arrange our team in the afternoon, but you must be back before noon."
"Okay, I'll have someone notify my father in a minute. We'll leave at daybreak and be back in the morning."
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