Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 227 Cuju
In the morning of the next day, at the Cuju field by the Changchi Lake in Shanglin Garden.

"Hurry up!"

"Run! Run!"

"Pass me the ball!"

Meng Ying was wearing a black singlet, with a red forehead tied on her head, panting heavily, staring at the rolling ball with all her attention.

It was an existence similar to a modern football, with eight pieces of pointed leather sewn into a circular spherical shell, and an animal urine bubble was placed in the spherical shell, and the air was closed and blown to form a hollow ball.

And now they are playing against each other on the court, it is the representative team of Lantian Daying and the representative team of Qimen Army.

However, this is not the selection site for the 'Daqin Cup', but just a 'Friendly Match', a traditional event that has been held during the Cold Food Festival in recent years.

On the stands in the distance, Fusu opened his eyes wide and muttered to himself: "Is this really a friendly match?"

From his point of view, the moment a player with a yellow hair bandage and his forehead staggered past his opponent, not only the ball flew out, but even people flew out...

To be honest, if it wasn't for Fusu's newly revised rules, except for the goalkeeper, no one is allowed to touch the ball with his hands, he would have thought he was watching an American football game!
"Brother Emperor!"

Ying Yinman ran up to the stands on two short legs, followed by Tian Ji, Zhao Ji and Qi Rui'er.

"Sit down." Fusu nodded to her, and immediately signaled Han Rang to remove the iced tea on the table and replace it with warm jujube tea.

Although it is still February in February, the average temperature now is higher than that of later generations. Even sitting under the pergola, Fusu's body temperature is more than 20 degrees.

Following the principle of covering spring and autumn freezing, Fusu, who wore several layers of clothes, made himself some iced tea to cool down, but the cold food was not suitable for pregnant women.

Tian Ji licked her lips with some regret and dissatisfaction, took a sip of jujube tea, and immediately a pair of bright peach blossom eyes curved into crescents.

Zhao Ji looked at the players who were colliding with each other below, and said a little dumbfounded: "Your Majesty, are they fighting (wrestling)?"

"Haha!" Fu Su smiled, originally wanted to tease her, but considering her own sister was present, he had to give up.

"Hehe!" Tian Ji sneered and said, "That's called Cuju! Cuju means kicking and stepping, and Juju means ball!"

"It is said that the Yellow Emperor fought with Chiyou in a battle for deer. After he was captured and killed, he peeled his skin and made him a marquis. He made people shoot him, and those who hit more were rewarded. He cut his hair and made it a banner. Ju, let people kick it, and those who hit more will be rewarded..."

Cuju already?You are very smart!Should I say she is stupid, or innocent... Fusu took a look at her enthusiastic science girl, and thought to herself, does Zhao Ji really not understand?She is obviously flirting with me!

Tian Ji continued under Zhao Ji's pretended admiration eyes: "However, the cuju here in Shanglinyuan is somewhat different from the cuju in Linzi. The cuju field in Linzi is rectangular from east to west, with six half-moon-shaped cujus embedded in the ground at each end. In the Ju (ball) room, one person stands in front of each room to guard. There are more than ten people in the middle of the field. , even more intense than Linzi's! Ahhh, a good shot!"

She really deserves to be a strange woman who carries two balls with her... Fusu asked in surprise, "You also know how to play Cuju?"

Tian Ji nodded, her charming and affectionate face was full of pride: "When my concubine was young, there was a cuju field in the back garden of my house, and my concubine's cuju skills are as good as men's!"

Did you have a football field at home when you were young?Well, you are the real Versailles... Fusu turned her head away and concentrated on watching the Cuju friendly match of the whole martial arts version being held below.

Cuju in the Guanzhong area is mostly limited to the army, and it is a new product brought back by Wang Ben after he destroyed Qi.

Taju is the power of the army, so training a warrior means knowing how talented you are.

So on the whole, compared with Linzi and Qidi, where all people play cuju, the overall level of Guanzhong is a bit worse.

After all, according to Shang Yang's principle of benefiting from one hole, the people of Qin were busy farming and fighting, and no matter how good they were at Cuju, there was no military merit!

In order to avoid the dominance of one family, which is not conducive to "mobilizing the masses to fight against the masses", Fusu borrowed the wisdom of 2000 and completely changed the rules of Cuju, so that everyone is on the same level.

The only pity is that Fusu didn't like football in his later generations. All his football knowledge came from his sons in the same dormitory.

So there was a scene of fighting and kicking football below.

However, looking at it this way, it seems to be more exciting than the football games of later generations... Fu Su smiled, thinking of the son who tried to drag himself into the football pit back then.

What did he say, Chinese football flourished in the Tang and Song Dynasties and died in the Ming and Qing Dynasties!

During the Tang Dynasty, due to the development of productivity, coupled with the warming of the climate, the Prosperous Tang Dynasty, a giant in East Asia, was born.

Li Bai at the same time said that in the Golden Palace of the cockfight, beside the Cuju Yaotai.

However, in the Iron-Blooded Song Dynasty, there was no more physical confrontation in cuju, and only passing and juggling were left to play with the ball skills. Cuju then changed from a competition to an entertainment, which was more about tricks and skills.

At the same time, Lu You said that when a young man rode a horse into Xianyang, the falcon looked like a light body and a butterfly;

After the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, Cuju became popular among the Mongols, especially the rentier class such as the powerful and noble relatives, who were full of food all day long and always wanted something to do.

When Dameng was established, cuju was still popular among nobles and officials, but at that time, the prostitutes in the brothel knew that men liked to play balls, so they began to attract customers by playing cuju, first playing with leather balls, and then playing with meat balls, cuju gradually became obscene vulgar.

So Hongguang was born, started with a bowl, and rebuilt China. It was just a model worker in Huaiyou civilians who ordered: officials, warriors, etc. are forbidden to play Cuju, and "those who make rounds will punish the nine tribes."

In the later Qing Dynasty, taking Dameng as a lesson, Cuju was completely banned in order to prevent nobles and officials from neglecting political affairs.

So far, Cuju died, and Chinese football never recovered.

"Brother Emperor, I have a bold idea!" Ying Yinman said, blinking her dark eyes.

Put away your bold ideas, I, Daqin, have a complete set of laws... Fusu looked at his younger sister who didn't know what she wanted to do: "Say."

"I want to move back to the Princess Mansion after the Cold Food Festival!" Ying Yinman leaned in front of Fu Su and said coquettishly.

Qi Rui'er behind her was overjoyed, Ying Yinman had been staying with her these days, and when Ying Yinman left, she also had a bold idea!

"Xing, when you leave, I will transfer you some suitable palace servants from the palace to take care of your daily life and food!" Fusu nodded, and said calmly.

He has the most experience in preventing puppy love!

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