On the Drill Ground, those young noble sons instantly became excited, countless pairs of jealous eyes shooting towards Yang Zhao.
Princess Ruyi was the most beloved daughter of the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty. She was high up in the sky, like a fairy in the Heavenly Palace.
This noble princess, who lived in seclusion and rarely showed her face, made the young masters of Luoyang feel that she was dead.
Today, for the first time ever, he left the palace to specially come and see Yang Zhao, this son-in-law of the Li family.
What was even more inconceivable was that the princess had actually given her personal jade pendant to Yang Zhao as a reward for his first place.
What kind of glory was this? How could everyone not be jealous?
Yang Zhao didn't understand Yang Ruyi's charm in the hearts of the Luoyang people. Looking at the people who were in an uproar, his eyes flickered with a bit of confusion.
"Yang Zhao, congratulations on getting first place in archery. This is a reward from the princess.”
Lai Hu 'er walked up to Yang Zhao and respectfully presented the jade pendant to him.
Yang Zhao took the jade pendant and put it away without looking at it, then cupped his hands in the direction of the bead curtain to show his gratitude.
He was calm and composed, neither servile nor overbearing. He was not overwhelmed by the favor from Princess Ruyi and lost his sense of propriety. He knelt down with tears of gratitude.
" If it were those princes, they would probably be so excited that they would be at a loss. He's so calm. His composure is quite impressive…"
Lai Hu 'er looked at him and nodded slightly, his eyes revealing some admiration.
Inside the bead curtain.
"Your Highness's reward is something many people wish for, but this seems very ordinary. You really don't know how to appreciate favors ~~"
The trusted palace maid behind him muttered in a low voice to express her dissatisfaction on behalf of her master.
"A person who can write such a poem must have a different temperament from ordinary men. If he is really grateful, I have underestimated him.”
Yang Ruyi didn't mind. There was a hint of admiration in her words. She gently lifted the bead curtain on the first floor, and her cold eyes sized up the neither servile nor overbearing figure from afar.
"We've seen her, let's go back to the palace."
Yang Ruyi put down the beaded curtain, turned around, and left the banquet, surrounded by a group of palace maids.
Qin Qiong and the others hurriedly followed behind and respectfully sent him off.
"Brother Yang, you're really calm. How could you be so calm about the reward Princess Ruyi gave you?”Wang Bodang looked at him exaggeratedly.
Yang Zhao was at a loss.
Wang Bodang pointed at the audience seats and said," Look at these noble princes. Princess Ruyi is like a fairy in their eyes. They will go crazy just by looking at her. You have received her personal jade pendant, but you only said a simple word of thanks. Isn't this called being calm?"”
After hearing these words, Yang Zhao suddenly understood. He touched the jade pendant in his arms and realized the weight of it.
"At worst, I'll go to the battlefield and kill a few more Turks for the Great Sui Dynasty to return her favor. I, Yang Zhao, can't do what those people did.”
Yang Zhao's bold words swept his gaze towards the grandstands, those noble sons who wished they could kneel and lick his boots, his eyes filled with disdain.
Wang Bodang's heart shook. He nodded and said,""Brother Yang is so bold. I, Uncle Wang, will definitely befriend you. Let's go, let's go drink at the Drunken Immortal Restaurant!”
"Alright, let's not stop until we're drunk!"
Yang Zhao laughed and mounted his horse with Uncle Wang, galloping away.
After the first round of the competition ended, the dignitaries in the audience began to leave one after another.
"Brother Gao, Brother Xiao, let's go to my residence. Today is a good day!”
Li Yuan invited him cheerfully. His son-in-law had made him proud today, so he was naturally in a good mood.
Xiao Yu and Gao Shilian were also happy to accompany him, especially Xiao Yu, who wanted to take the opportunity to go to the Tang Public House and ask Yang Zhao for a few more calligraphy pieces.
"Hmph, you're already so smug after only passing one round. You're far from my Chengdu!”
Yuwen Huaji looked at Li Yuan's excited expression and thought nothing of it.
No matter how dazzling Yang Zhao was, in his eyes, he was still just a small character from the Humble Class and wasn't worth his time, so he got up and prepared to leave.
At this moment, a servant rushed over and fell at Yuwen Huaji's feet.
"Duke, something bad has happened. The second young master was beaten by a kid on the street and his bones were shattered. He fainted and the third young master was scared out of his wits!”
A bolt from the blue.
Yuwen Huaji turned pale with fright. He grabbed the servant and shouted angrily,""Whose brat is it? How dare you hurt my beloved son!”
"Reporting to the Duke, that kid claims to be called Yang Zhao. We've already asked around and found out that he's the new son-in-law of the Tang Public House!”
Yang Zhao?
The son-in-law of the Duke of Tang?
The madman who had injured and scared his two sons into madness was actually the Yang Zhao who had just been in the limelight on the school field?
In an instant, Yuwen Huaji flew into a rage and roared,""Li Yuan, don't leave!"
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