Chapter 89 Qi Heng’s Thoughts
Bu Wei saw that his son could not answer, so he took the initiative to guide him, “Sir, what do you think of the young master of the Duke of Qi’s Mansion?”
Qi Heng turned around abruptly, staring at Bu Wei with wide eyes, the young master of the Duke of Qi’s Mansion? Myself? Qi Heng had never thought about this question, "Me? I don't even have any fame, how can I match with the sixth sister? The sixth sister is so good, what can I give to the sixth sister?"
Bu Wei was puzzled, "Sir, you are the young master of the Qiguo Mansion, who is amazingly talented. You are well-known. Not only are you handsome, but you are also independent of your family. You passed the provincial examination at a young age and are about to take the imperial examination. Even Zhuang Xuejiu is optimistic about you! The sixth lady is naturally good, but Master Sheng is only a fifth-rank official. In terms of status and position, how can you not be worthy of the sixth lady?"
"How can it be the same? The reputation and status accumulated by my ancestors are not my own achievements." Qi Heng retorted excitedly, "Although the sixth sister does not have to participate in the imperial examination, she is knowledgeable at a young age and has a keen insight into the world. They all say that the fourth girl is talented, but the sixth sister is only slightly inferior in poetry and song. However, the sixth sister's mind is full of wonderful ideas. She can always show extraordinary wisdom and foresight. She is also open-minded and humble. Xun is polite, brave and resourceful. He is filial to his elders, friendly to his brothers and sisters, and takes good care of Zhenzhen. How can I, Qi Heng, marry such a good Sheng Minglan? Family background? Family background is the only thing I can show off now. "Buwei
looked at Qi Heng's decadent appearance and didn't understand why the young master belittled himself so much. His young master is so handsome and elegant, and I don't know how many noble ladies from aristocratic families think he is the best husband candidate! Buwei doesn't understand it now, but when love is deep, he will feel that he is not good enough in every way and is not worthy of the other party. He always wants to be better and better.
Buwei knew that he could not win the argument with the young master, but he did not want the young master to give up, so he had to comfort him, "Young master, the imperial examination will be held soon. If you pass the examination, I think you can match with the sixth lady. Even if you go to the Sheng family to propose marriage, you will be more confident, right? Other young masters do not have any official titles, and this is your advantage!"
Qi Heng was awakened by Buwei's words. His top priority now was to gain official titles. Only with official titles would he be qualified to consider matching with Minglan.
After that, Qi Heng still went between Sheng Mansion and Qiguogong Mansion every day, concentrating on studying. However, when he heard that Zhang Guifen had made an appointment with Minglan to play polo, Qi Heng still wanted to come and see, so he waited for Minglan outside the polo field early.
Hearing Minglan's question, Buwei spoke up for his master, "Sixth Miss, my master is just living under a rock every day. The princess is worried that his body can't take it. Today is a day off, and I heard that you and Miss Zhang were going to play polo, so I took the time to come and watch." Buwei emphasized the word "you".
However, Minglan didn't care about this at all. She just said as if she had suddenly realized something, "That's right, mother said that we should combine work and rest! Brother Yuanruo, why don't you come down with us today to stretch your muscles and bones!"
Qi Heng smiled and looked at Minglan's lively appearance, "Okay, as you say, I haven't played polo for a long time, so I'll take this opportunity to strengthen my body." What Qi Heng was thinking was: Let the people who covet you see that if they want to catch your eye, they have to get past me!
The two entered the polo field together, and Ruolan, who was already there, immediately waved and led them over.
Minglan and Qiheng came up to them, and Rulan asked, "Why did you come just now? We've been here for a while."
Minglan nodded to Lin Yunting, and then teased Rulan, "I can't be as fast as Fifth Sister. Someone rode a horse and whipped the whip to lead the way, so I could only sit in the carriage with Xiaotao and come slowly."
"You are so good, Xiaoliu, how dare you make fun of me!" Rulan blushed a little after what Minglan said, and pretended to hit her.
"Fifth sister, please don't waste my energy, I still have to save my energy to kill people on the field!" Minglan said heroically.
"When I'm not here, you can brag about your killing people here."
Minglan was not annoyed by being rejected, and she knew who was coming as soon as she heard the voice. Everyone turned their heads to look over. Zhang Guifen greeted everyone one by one, then walked to Minglan and stood still, "Today we have to have a good fight."
It was a spring day, the sun was bright, the breeze was not dry, the polo field was green, and the people watching the game were seated. There were laughter and joy everywhere, and it was very lively. In this lively field, Minglan and Guifen, together with Qiheng Lin Yunting and others, quickly mounted their horses. The young men were so heroic and dashing.
Minglan rode on the horse and asked Guifen loudly, "What is the other party's bet today?"
"A new set of headwear from Jinxiu Baoguang Pavilion!"
"The other party is so generous, what is your bet?" Minglan was surprised by the other party's generosity.
"A shop on East and West Street is my dowry!" Guifen raised her eyebrows and looked at Minglan, her eyes full of determination.
Minglan's team was dumbfounded. After being shocked, Minglan said confidently, "Then we must win! But we have to keep our Guifen's dowry!"
With a crisp whistle, the game officially began. Minglan rode out first, followed by Guifen, Qi Heng and Lin Yunting. They were all excellent riders with strong postures, and the cooperation between them was seamless. Minglan, holding a polo club and with sharp eyes, shuttled around the field like a cheetah. She cleverly used the speed and turning of the horse to break through the opponent's defense many times and pass the ball steadily to her teammates.
Her teammates, whether it was the heroic Qi Heng and Lin Yunting or the equally skilled Zhang Guifen, all showed amazing tacit understanding. Sometimes they dispersed, used more people to fight fewer, and restrained the opponent; sometimes they quickly gathered to form a local advantage and give the opponent a fatal blow. Every pass, every interception, and every shot was full of wisdom and courage, which made the audience in the audience praise again and again.
As the game progressed, their team cooperated more and more tacitly, as if they had a telepathic connection with each other. In a wonderful counterattack, Minglan successfully stole the ball from the opponent's half, and she immediately accelerated and winked at Qi Heng on the left. Qi Heng understood and adjusted his position in advance. At the moment when Minglan was about to arrive, he made a precise pass and sent the ball to the best hitting point in front of her horse. Minglan did not hesitate, she swung the polo ball and it flew towards the goal like an arrow. Although the opponent's goalkeeper tried his best to save the ball, he was ultimately unable to stop the powerful shot.
The ball went in! Thunderous applause and cheers broke out from the audience. Minglan and her friends were even more excited. They high-fived each other to celebrate, with smiles of victory on their faces.
In this polo match, they not only saved Zhang Guifen's dowry, but also won a set of headgear. Minglan gave the headgear to Zhang Guifen, "This headgear is our gift to you, you must keep it well!"
"You are a clever little ghost, who is the best at offering flowers to Buddha." She teased, but still took the headgear with great care.
"You and the young master have a good rapport. He knows how to cooperate with you with just one look!" Zhang Guifen handed the headdress to the maid and continued to tease Minglan.
"Which of us doesn't have a rapport? How can we win this competition without rapport?" Minglan didn't understand the deep meaning.
Lin Yunting cast a sympathetic look at Qi Heng. It seems that the sixth lady hasn't figured it out yet.
Qi Heng was not in a hurry. He hadn't passed the high school entrance examination yet, and didn't have the capital and courage to show his cards. He would rather she figured it out later, so that others wouldn't get there first.