34 Polo Club (1)
◎Huo Yan: How come I didn’t know I had these advantages?◎
Sima Qian's feeling was not wrong. Xiao Piaoliang seemed to be interested in him. Perhaps it was Huo Yan behind Xiao Piaoliang who was interested in him. Whenever he finished polo practice for the day, Xiao Piaoliang would move closer to him. She would not leave until she scared him into a cold sweat, and then she would twist her body more and more sideways and walk away. Finally, she would curl up into a ball at the feet of Huo Qubing, who had also dismounted, with her front paws stretched out, her tail swinging, her golden eyes half closed, and her fur luxurious.
No matter where you look, the tiger's face seems to be somewhat smug.
"It's really becoming more and more like Xiao Ayan."
Su Wu stroked the cat hard.
Cao Xiang also plucked up the courage to stroke it, "Qubing, this tiger was still lying on your knees last time, but today it has become like this."
Huo Qubing nodded, "It's a little fat. Ah Yan dotes on it too much."
Sima Qian, who was also in front of the tiger, always felt that the tiger's golden eyes always looked at him with a hint of amusement.
He wrote down every bad thing about Huo Yan and Huo Qubing in the little notebook in his heart.
If a tiger is not taught well, it is the fault of its master. This tiger looks at people in exactly the same way as his two masters, with his eyes high and his head held high, which is disgusting.
"Are you saying bad things about me in your heart?"
A voice came, and Huo Yan, who was busy raising funds for the polo club and had not appeared for a few days, suddenly appeared behind Sima Qian.
After recognizing the person, Xiao Piaoliang immediately let out a low snoring sound, and in a flash was next to Huo Yan, his tail flapping the corner of his sleeve from time to time.
Sima Qian retreated again and again.
Xiao Piaoliang felt interested, as if she had seen a favorite toy. She took two steps forward and bared her teeth at him.
Huo Yan stroked its smooth fur a few times, looked at Sima Qian with a smile, pointed to the sky, and reminded him, "Brother Sima, if you think about others in your heart, you will easily be struck by lightning."
Sima Qian turned his head, snorted softly, and ignored him.
He hated Huo Yan even more than Huo Qubing, and even his dislike for Huo Qubing was because of Huo Yan.
If a tiger is not disciplined and is dragged out to scare people every day, it is the owner's fault! He is also playful and behaves in a dissolute and frivolous manner.
"Brother Sima is too timid!"
Huo Yan was still smiling and gave him a thick stack of newly produced gold and silver paper. Xiao Piaoliang also smiled at Sima Qian, although nothing could be seen on its tiger face.
"So you can just say it like I did. If you're shy, you can write it down on a piece of paper and pass one to me a day. We can be pen pals. It would be so much fun to curse each other then I wouldn't have to guess how bad your curses are. After all, I'm a person who always likes to guess the bad things."
Cao Xiang wasn't familiar with Sima Qian; he simply liked to play with Huo Qubing, and he was also fond of Huo Yan. After all, when they first met, he presented them with the latest golden reins and a host of interesting toys, making him the envied friend and younger brother of the nobles. Who wouldn't like that?
But seeing Huo Yan's generosity, which seemed like repaying evil with kindness, he subconsciously frowned.
He believed in Gongyang School of Thought, which believed that even a grudge of ten generations could be avenged. He advocated repaying grievances with virtue. But how could he repay virtue?
Su Wu was also sulking, with half of his face puffed up, obviously dissatisfied with the person behind Sima Qian whom he had introduced.
Huo Qubing fixed his gaze on Huo Yan for a moment before glancing at Sima Qian. His gaze stayed on him for only a split second before quickly looking away. It was clear he wasn't interested in what others were saying about him; he only paid attention because Huo Yan was concerned.
After a long while, he said to Huo Yan.
"Ayan, this is good."
Huo Yan curled his lips, having become immune to the compliments that popped up from time to time, but he was still happy in his heart.
"Okay, brother, I'm the best in the world."
After greeting Huo Qubing and the others, he climbed onto the tiger, intending to do a beautiful drift, but unexpectedly, the tiger suddenly rushed forward and threw him dizzy.
Huo Yan attacked Tiger Head with a fierce blow, and after Xiao Piaoliang slowed down, he turned around and shouted to Sima Qian, "Brother Sima, I think you can still be as elegant as a historian when you scold people!"
Go ahead and curse me, and then I will publish a book for you and let everyone know that you are a cricket man every day.
[Hahaha, evil laugh.]
[Ayan, I just said that this idea of mine is good.]
[When it is bound into a book and passed down to future generations, it will become a classic.]
[The Records of Taishigong's Curses.]
[This is all gossip from the past and present. I wonder if it will be dug up in the future. I really want to see it.]
[We are really talented!]
[The best way to cure a sullen person is to make him die socially!]
[We are taking revenge x3.]
[Ayan, listen to me. I'll add a book cover when the time comes. I've thought of everything for you. Let the world hear my cursing voice.]
[I'll say it again, I'm just taking revenge. Who made him call me uncle?]
[Revenge, revenge!]
[Ayan, add some pretty ladies holding signs to your polo match!]
[Ayan, haven't you always wanted to find an actress? Why not hold a beauty pageant?]
[We'll put on a few shows. If that doesn't work, have Li Yannian go up and play SoIo to liven up the place.]
[Build a few sheds and create a snack street.]
[Your Majesty, Ayan, truly accepts admonition readily. We, the ministers, are deeply impressed.]
[Electronic traitors are online, where is the Kua Kua group?]
[I drink alone and get drunk, and seven or eight Ah Yans sleep with me!]
Every time I see my uncle's stunningly beautiful face, I burst into a hemorrhagic shock, suffer from renal dementia, faint like a Fan Jin, or become restless like a Zhang Niu.
[Cut this paragraph out now, Ah Yan can't stand dirty things!]
[hhh!]
[He did a front flip, a back flip, a split, a rotation in place, a three-step jump, a four-step mid-air rotation, and then when he jumped up, he gave me a pat on the head. Baby, so cute.]
[The electronic traitor faction is dead!]
…
Huo Yan left with satisfaction. After seeing the barrage, he nodded slightly, and then asked his treacherous ministers in the barrage.
"I'm looking for someone to act as my shill. I'm going to take a big gamble. I really want the title deed to the land on the other side of the Yellow River."
The electronic treacherous ministers understood immediately, [Yan Zai, the banker takes it all!]
Huo Yan rode on the tiger, swaying like Shen Gongbao in Nezha. He touched his chin and raised the corners of his mouth.
"It depends on my uncle and brother."
He was plotting against Sima Qian, but unexpectedly, the young boy Sima Qian stroked the thick paper and his face turned red.
Did he blame Huo Yan wrongly? After all, this tiger didn't seem very obedient, and the key point was who would give so much paper worth three gold coins to someone who obviously didn't like him very much?
Mr. Huo is a true gentleman, but he has the heart of a villain.
After a long moment, he lowered his head and ran towards Huo Yan, shouting, "Young Master Huo, stop!"
Huo Yan patted the tiger's head, and Xiao Piaoliang stopped. The man and the tiger used their hands to stare at Sima Qian again, still smiling.
"Brother Sima, what's the matter with you calling me?"
Sima Qian thought they were quite cute.
His face turned even redder, and the young boy bowed deeply, holding the stack of thick papers in his hands, his eyes clear.
"Young Master, you are a gentleman. I have a mean heart and prejudice, but you don't mind it and give me valuable gifts. I feel ashamed."
Huo Yan almost jumped off the tiger.
No, buddy, what’s wrong with you? What should I do with my record of swearing?
Fortunately, he pretended every day and soon put on a smile showing eight teeth, but it seemed a little twisted and inconsistent.
"It's not a very expensive item, why are you so upset, Brother Sima? I admire your purity, this little money is nothing to worry about!"
Ahhh, my book! My money!
Sima Qian held his hand, and with such great strength, Huo Yan couldn't pull it free, so he could only respond to his passionate confession with a forced smile.
Yes, yes, yes, I have a noble character, I am generous, and I am a gentleman with an open mind, Ababa Ababa Ababa.
How come I didn’t know I had these advantages?
After Sima Qian finished his long string of compliments, he looked at Huo Yan's dead eyes and said shyly, "Young Master Huo, can we still be pen pals as you said?"
After saying that, he blushed and Huo Yan was numb.
No, if I were to retaliate against him by trying to scare him with lightning, wouldn’t that be too cruel?
After a long time, Huo Yan calmed down and started laughing again.
"Okay, Brother Sima and I are good friends!" He shook Sima Qian's hand. "Brother Sima, are you interested in writing a miscellaneous history with me?"
I'm so kind. I'm not a beast. I'm giving you a chance to atone for your sins.
Sima Qian was happy with his words, and when he heard that he wanted to write history, he nodded and agreed.
Su Wu smiled brightly, and Baozi's face was full of happiness.
"Brother Qubing, Ah Yan likes Brother Qian!"
Cao Xiang felt that Huo Yan was a bit saintly, but after all, he was not his brother, so he didn't say much. He just vaguely reminded Huo Qubing to stop him.
Huo Qubing simply put his hands on their shoulders and took his two generals away to make room for Huo Yanhuo.
In the second year of Yuanguang, at the end of March.
Huo Yan had been advertising heavily since the end of February, hyping up the polo match like it was free. He boasted about exclusive toy house promotions, new ball games, and the Emperor's personal appearance, along with unimaginable prizes. Even Han Qingnian published two articles about a strong nation in sports and new forms of equestrianism, whetting people's appetite.
The manager's words were pleasant, and since it was free, many people accepted the post and planned to go and check it out in a couple of days.
There is very little entertainment these days, and it's rare to find something fun.
Huo Yan's polo match had become an interesting story, attracting countless people to watch. Now that the match was about to start and tickets were on sale, with a toy house and a theater as the backdrop, naturally countless dignitaries came to the appointment and sat in the exclusive convertible tent that Huo Yan had prepared for them at the edge of the racecourse.
Tents of varying sizes surrounded the horse ranch according to the rank of the officials. Servants came and went, serving wine and food. Different dignitaries were divided into different ranks based on their closeness or distance, with the large tent in the middle as the center line.
The hierarchy was clear and the order was in place, but not all of them were dignitaries and wealthy businessmen who had accepted Huo Yan's invitation. There were also speculators who had the intention of currying favor with Huo Yan and had found ways to buy tickets from Huo Yan at high prices.
The most powerful people at the moment are Prime Minister Tian Fen and Princess Pingyang, who are surrounded by a group of small families and people who cling to them. Compared with them, the Dou family, which lost Empress Dowager Dou and Dou Ying and was dismissed from their position, has only a few scattered people.
This place seems to embody the so-called world of fame and fortune. Those in high positions are deliberately putting on airs, those below them are trying to curry favor, those who are successful are in high spirits, and those who are unsuccessful are unhappy.
Huo Yan was led by Wei Zifu and walked forward with Liu Che's procession. He took in the fickleness of the world, and then his slightly frowned brows relaxed.
Very good, this will make him even more ruthless.
The steward was waiting in front of the tent. He said a few words respectfully to Liu Che and then naturally went back. Huo Yan gave him a look and he understood.
Everyone is here.
Let’s start!
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