Chapter 126: Interesting, we meet so soon
Xie Jian's expression had returned to normal, as if his previous loss of composure was just a misunderstanding.
But from this point of view, Shen Heng was almost certain that this Lord Tang was Xie Jian's missing elder brother.
How did the eldest brother of the Xie family become the son-in-law of the Duke of Yu? From a commoner surnamed Qi to the son-in-law of an aristocrat, isn't this a fairy tale?
At this moment, Mrs. Tang suddenly cried out: "Husband, what's wrong with you?"
Everyone turned to look and saw a servant take the child from Master Tang's arms. Master Tang was stroking his head with one hand, looking quite distressed. Madam Tang helped him and hurried away: "Don't just stand there, help the son-in-law get into the carriage first."
"yes."
Looking at Lord Tang's departing back, Xie Jian pursed his lips, his deep black eyes suppressing something, and finally everything was hidden.
"Let's go and watch polo." Meng Xuanlang pulled Wu Jin and Xie Jian away.
Just as the group was leaving, two men walked out from the stable opposite. One of them was dressed in noble attire, with his hands behind his back and his sleeves swung, revealing his gold brocade cuffs. The other was dressed in formal attire, and it was obvious that he was an attendant.
"Interesting, we meet so soon."
"Your Highness, Tang Zixing's headaches are becoming more and more frequent, and this incantation technique doesn't seem to be as effective as it's said. Does he need another treatment?" asked the attendant.
"It's been six years. I perform the spell once every three years, so it's really taking time."
"I'll make the arrangements right away. And Xie Jian, I didn't expect him to pass the imperial examination and even board the Meng family to come to the imperial capital. Does he need my help?"
"No need. It's getting more and more interesting that he can still come here after so many things have happened. Didn't you say last time that Lu Ji'an had a profound influence on him? Let's investigate and deal with it if necessary."
"yes."
On the stage, the Meng family's seat was not far from the center. Several people sat down and could see the polo game clearly. Several young masters of noble families also came over to sit down and chat.
"Look, the one in red is Liu Xinyue, the eldest daughter of Prince Qing. She has loved polo since she was a child, and her skills are no less than those of men." Meng Xuanlang said, pointing to the woman who was having fun on the field.
"Prince Qing has always loved polo and cuju, otherwise he wouldn't be known as the Idle King. In his youth, even the polo king was number one, and no one dared to say he was second. Liu Xinyue has inherited these skills from Prince Qing," the young master from an aristocratic family said, suddenly standing up and shouting towards the field, "Goal! Well done!"
While eating fruit and thinking about the eldest brother of the Xie family, Chen Heng heard the three words "Idle Prince" and was surprised. She remembered that historians once said that Prime Minister Xie's father-in-law was an idle prince. Judging from historical data, this prince was not good at government affairs and liked to have fun. He did not want to force his daughter to marry into a family of scholars and officials, so he chose Xie Jian, who was only a minor official.
"Another goal." Meng Xuanlang shouted excitedly.
"Fine clothes and a vigorous horse," Wu Jin applauded, "but it's a shame she's a girl. None of the men in the arena are as high-spirited and energetic as she is."
These words made Xie Jian, who was originally thinking about something else, cast his eyes on the most eye-catching woman in the field. Seeing her waving her hair freely on her horse, her smile was as bright as the sunlight in the sky. It was the first time he saw a woman with such a bright smile.
I couldn't help but look at it in a daze.
This moment of daze was also noticed by Chen Heng. She had never seen Xie Jian look at a woman like this. Could this be a destined marriage? Among the well-behaved women in the family, the girl was indeed quite outstanding.
Someone said, "Look, is that the Eighth Prince?"
Chen Heng looked over and saw a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old in brocade clothes walking towards him surrounded by a crowd. However, he did not walk onto the stage. Instead, he took a white horse from the attendant and joined the polo team directly.
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