The Changsun Mansion covers a large area, with many courtyards and pavilions hidden in large areas of green. Almost every courtyard is an independent world.

This structure is actually the same as the Zhang family, and is the result of the large family's settlement. However, the Changsun family is somewhat unique compared to other aristocratic families. Other families live in families, while the Changsun family lives in various places. This big house in Wubenfang only lives in the Changsun Nanfang family. Each courtyard is actually for his son-in-law to live in each house. This is the biggest feature of Changsun Nanfang. All sons-in-laws are married to their homes. Except for the son-in-law who is an official in the local area, the others live in the same place.

Song Lianyu is his 20th son-in-law. He lives in a corner of the Xiqianyuan and covers an area much smaller than other yards. At this moment, the news of his injury spread throughout the mansion. Along the way, there were maids watching the fun and women running towards his yard.

What surprised Zhang Huan was the reason for his injury. He fell off the horse. Did he come back from outside? But Changsun Nanfang said that he was in the mansion and did not allow him to come to see him. He fell off the horse in the mansion. What is the reason?

After turning a corner, Song Lianyu's residence was in front of him. The gate was crowded with maids and women watching the fun. "Does go, the master is here."

The angrily shout of the butler scared the maids and the women and the women ran all over. After a moment, the onlookers at the door escaped completely.

Zhang Huan quickly walked into the yard with Changsun Nanfang. Along the way, Zhang Huan had discovered a feature of Changsun's house, that is, there were not many buildings, but the yard was large, almost every courtyard was arranged in this way, and the courtyard in front was the same. It occupied half of the area in front, and there were no rockery ponds, fish, flowers, plants and trees. The ground was smooth and flat, and the ground was tamped firmly, and no grass grew. A horse was tied to a wooden stake in the corner of the wall, while a wooden board was seven or eight feet away, and a small hole was dug in the middle of the board.

Seeing this wooden board and seeing the round hole in the wooden board, Zhang Huan suddenly realized that he knew why the man from the Changsun family had to wear horse boots, and he also knew why Song Lianyu fell off the horse. The answer was polo.

That wooden board is the door of polo, and horse boots are also a must-have for playing polo. The Changsun family turned out to be a fan of polo fans, and every yard is probably used to practice polo.

Polo in the Tang Dynasty is like today's football in Brazil. It began in the Han Dynasty and flourished in the Tang Dynasty. From emperors and officials to common people, every year after the beginning of autumn, the Tang Empire always holds a grand polo match, just like today's World Cup, with teams from various counties to participate. Some princes and ministers also have private polo teams. Polo originated from the army at the earliest, so the polo teams of each army are often the final winners.

During the game, Chang'an and even the entire Tang Dynasty were crazy about it. Countless fans poured into Chang'an from all over the country to support their teams. One spring imperial examination and one autumn polo were the two major events of the Tang Dynasty.

Polo is a very thrilling and vigorous sport, so athletes are required not only to have a strong body, superb riding and ball skills, but also to have the qualities of courage, flexibility, tenacity and wit.

The polo stadium is about the same size as today's football stadium, with a door on each side. The so-called door is a standing wooden board with a small hole dug in the middle and a pocket behind the hole. As long as both sides of the game hit the ball into the opponent's hole, they will be considered a good match.

Each team of both sides has ten players, with a polo about the size of a fist. The Cavaliers waved their staff to compete for the ball, passed, dribbled, shot, and finally hit the ball into the opponent's goal with the most times.

In the Tang Dynasty, there are many people who are obsessed with polo, and Changsun Nanfan is one of them. The Changsun family also has its own polo team. The golden son-in-law is about to finish fishing, so all his energy is transferred to polo. Last year, the Changsun family's polo team reached the top 16, which undoubtedly greatly inspired Changsun Nanfang's enthusiasm.

With less than three months of the game, Changsun Nanfang had reached a nearly crazy level in preparation for the polo competition. His daughter took a fancy to Zhang Huan, but he took a fancy to the three thousand elite cavalry in Zhang Huan's hands. This is an endless treasure of talents. If Zhang Huan can be called a son-in-law, then Changsun Nanfang's championship in the polo competition is just around the corner.

Song Lianyu had been carried into a small house close to the yard, and low moans of pain kept coming from the house. He was a man who wanted to save face and screamed in full view of the public, which also shows that his injuries were indeed serious.

When several maids in the house saw the master coming in, they all lowered their heads and went to the side. Zhang Huan walked to the door and stopped. He saw that there were female relatives in the house, so it was difficult to follow them.

This is a house where groceries are placed, with a shabby wooden couch in it. Song Lianyu was lying on it. He was wearing a tight-fitting Hu clothing, his horse boots had been taken off, and a ball stick was placed next to him. At this time, his face was pale and his face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

A woman squatting beside him was shaking Song Lianyu's body desperately. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old. Because she was young, she could barely be called pretty. Her nose was very sharp and had no flesh. This nose shape was usually seen on the faces of the witches and priests, and she looked a little ecstatic. At this moment, she was also full of anxiety, but not the anxiety of worrying and sadness, but an anxious feeling that she was so angry.

She is Song Lianyu's wife Changsun Xiaodie. Like all married women, Changsun Xiaodie also hopes to be noble by virtue of her husband's honor. However, Song Lianyu was born in a business family and had a low status. This first made Changsun Xiaodie unable to raise her head in front of her sisters. Secondly, her husband had a low position and a cowardly personality. He himself could not stand up in front of his father-in-law and brother-in-law, which made Changsun Xiaodie, who had always been strong, hated her.

In order to improve her husband's image in front of her father, Changsun Xiaodie thought of this way to play polo. If her husband becomes a master of polo, his father, who has always loved polo, would definitely look at him differently.

Unfortunately, her husband is not a good player for playing basketball, and his training has not made any progress for several months. However, she not only did not give up, but instead forced her husband to practice hard. He also had to go home to practice at noon every day. If he was slacking off, he would be dealt with by family law.

At noon today, Song Lianyu was drinking outside and missed his practice. Changsun Xiaodie was furious and forced him to get on the horse and hit the ball from the moment he returned home. He was whipped hard when he relaxed a little. Finally, even the horse under his crotch could not bear Changsun Xiaodie's madness. In shock and anger, he lifted Song Lianyu, who had already been numb, off the horse.

"What happened?" Changsun Nanfang strode into the room and asked with a gloomy face.

When Changsun Xiaodie saw her father coming in, she hurriedly stood up and said, "Song Lang practiced his football skills hard and accidentally fell off the horse."

"Oh!" Hearing that his son-in-law was injured for practicing football, Changsun Nanfang's face improved greatly. At least his son-in-law knew how to make progress, he hurried forward and asked with concern: "Where were you injured?"

Song Lianyu pointed at her leg in pain and said in a low voice: "Thank you for your concern, my son-in-law may have broken his leg."

"I understand. If you hold on, the doctor will come soon."

Changsun Nanfang stood up and scolded the butler: "Why don't you go and see it, why haven't the doctor come yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler came with Dr. Han. Dr. Han was about 60 years old. He was a masseur of the Imperial Medical Department. After he sued for illness and retired from office, he opened a clinic in Wubenfang. With the connections he established in the palace, his business was booming. Because he had been with the Changsun family for a long time, he developed a good skill to treat bruises and injuries.

The room was narrow, and Zhang Huan hurriedly went avenge. Dr. Han quickly walked into the room, bowed to Changsun Nanfang, and apologized: "I just came back from the medical treatment outside. I'm a little late, so don't blame me."

"It's okay!" Changsun Nanfang waved his hand and pointed at Song Lianyu and said, "The son-in-law fell off the horse, which may have damaged his muscles and bones. Please ask Dr. Han to take a look."

After saying that, he waved his hand and ordered everyone to go out. Changsun Xiaodie hesitated for a moment, but he still stayed. Just as Zhang Huan and Changsun Nanfang left the courtyard, he seemed to hear a woman's anxious voice, "Doctor Han, how long does it take to lie down before he can ride a horse?"

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"My nephew, since you have three thousand elite riders and are very good at riding and shooting, why don't you form a few polo teams?"

Changsun Nanfang frowned, as if Zhang Huan was storming the heavenly things. He said in a slightly complaining tone: "I remember there are two polo courts in Dongneiyuan. The final was held there three years ago. Why don't you get up with such convenient conditions?"

Zhang Huan nodded and smiled, "Actually, when we were in Taiyuan, all the men in our army had practiced polo, and there were many masters. They just arrived in the capital and needed a process of adaptation. You can really consider this matter in a few days and find some entertainment for the brothers."

Changsun Nanfang quickly glanced at Zhang Huan and asked tentatively: "It is easy to just form a polo team, but if you want to win the game, you need a lot of skills, such as understanding the opponent's strength and weaknesses, etc. I have an aide who is an expert in this field. Why don't I ask him to help you?"

Zhang Huan smiled. He had already heard the implicit sound of Changsun Nanfang. He was attracted by the strength of the Tianqi Camp. Although Zhang Huan also knew that he was indeed just for polo and it was not a big deal to promise him, he had a brother-in-law, the right prime minister Cui Yuan. With this alone, how could he let Changsun Nanfang's people penetrate into the Tianqi Camp?

At that moment, Zhang Huan smiled faintly and said, "I have taken Uncle Shi's kindness, but the Tianqi Camp is the emperor's direct guard, and I can't make the decision. If Uncle Shi really has the intention to cooperate, why don't you tell the emperor."

When Changsun Nanfang saw that Zhang Huan was unwilling, he felt a little unhappy, but he couldn't force this matter too much and had to make a long-term plan. He laughed dryly: "Haha! This is just a small matter, there is no need to alarm the emperor. Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later!"

The two walked a few more steps, and a family member ran towards him in a hurry, "Master, Wang Qilang of the polo team fell off his horse during training, hurting his muscles and bones!"

Changsun Nanfang's face turned pale. Wang Qilang was his number one scorer. How could he be injured at this critical moment? He suddenly jumped up and shouted, "Hurry! Go and call Dr. Han, I'll go to change my clothes first, and then arrive."

"But Dr. Han is treating Mr. Song. Do you want me to go and find another doctor?" the housekeeper replied hesitantly.

Changsun Nanfang glanced at Zhang Huan, hurriedly pulled the housekeeper aside, gritted his teeth and whispered: "You bastard, Wang Qilang is injured. Don't you know? My son-in-law told him to bear it first, or you would find another doctor."

The housekeeper agreed and quickly turned around. Changsun Nanfang was anxious. He quickly apologized: "I have an urgent matter and I have to take a step first. My nephew will go to dinner. I will let my little girl come to entertain you. She is the real person who will accompany my nephew to dinner today."

Zhang Huan suddenly slapped his forehead and shouted: "Not good!"

Changsun Nanfang was startled and asked anxiously: "What's the point of nephew?"

Zhang Huan seemed anxious, and he said to Changsun Nanfang apologetically: "My brother also has diarrhea today, which is very serious. I must visit him. Uncle Shi, so I will lose my companion first."

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Chapter completed!