Ming Zhengzhi, I am Zheng Kezang

"Look to the left, stand at attention, turn right, and start walking!"

Zheng Kezang walked slowly on the field which was extremely empty compared to the hundred and fifty boy scouts, listening to the instructors yelling passwords that he didn't understand, and in front of his eyes, the boys who obeyed the passwords The actions of the soldiers already have a rudimentary shape of the future army.Of course, although the boy scouts are not required to decompose the formula one by one to be perfect, there is still a long way for the boy scouts to reach the standard proposed by Zheng Kezang.

Zheng Kezang walked slowly to the parade platform, nodded to the instructor beside him, and soon the instructor called the three officers who served as his soldiers in the Chinese army over: "Deng Niu, Liu Ye, Chang Tianyuan, the legend My command, all gather!"

Licking their bellies, the three standing upright immediately ran towards each team. Soon, the boy scouts who received the order lined up in front of Zheng Keshuang in a square formation: What is this thing?"

Naturally, the Jiangmen and the children of the rich family were unknown, so the one from the humble family recognized it at a glance: "Like a pig piss foam!"

"There are no rules for how you speak." Zheng Keshuang didn't respond, but Sun Youlao, who had recovered from his injury, reprimanded loudly. "Speak up and speak clearly again!"

This time the voice became more orderly and louder: "Report to the battalion officer, it's a pig piss!"

"It looks like a pig urine bubble, but it's not a pig urine bubble." Zheng Kezang threw the pig urine bubble in his hand, and then made a few kicks with his legs. Under the scolding of the leader, they rearranged neatly. "This was called Cuju in ancient times." Zheng Kezang swept the ball back from the hand of Deng Niu who ran to pick up the pig urine foam. "It existed in the Han and Tang Dynasties. In the Song Dynasty, the whole of China was playing this thing. Do you want to play it?"

"Think!" This time there is no need to arrange, all the boys agreed in unison, the voice can be said to go straight into the sky.

"Okay, Yu will tell the big guys about this rule." Zheng Kezang cheered up and explained.

Cuju in the Tang and Song dynasties paid attention to positioning, and players could not move, which was completely contrary to Zheng Kezang's original intention of education and entertainment, so he pretended to use the Cuju model of the Han Dynasty.As a means of training soldiers in the Han Dynasty, Cuju formulated relatively complete rules early on. For example, a court was specially set up, which stipulated that the court should be rectangular, and six symmetrical "Ju domains" were also set up at both ends, also known as "Ju rooms". , each guarded by one person, the game is divided into two teams, each other has offense and defense, and the victory is determined by the number of kicks into the opponent's court, etc., which is very similar to the later football that Zheng Kezang is familiar with.

Of course, Zheng Kezang also felt that it was troublesome to have six goals in a game, so he simply applied the "Cambridge Rules", which is the so-called 11-a-side outdoor football.According to this rule, each class can choose 11 people to play, and then four people will be used as substitutes for the rotation, while the remaining one will join the army and preside over the formation.

"Okay, that's the end of the rules. After a while, Yu will ask the instructor to copy it out and paste it on the door of each dormitory. You can study it carefully. Now, Yu will guide you to play the first game." This sentence immediately set off the scouts. With their enthusiasm, the voices of war continued for a while. "Stop arguing, cast lots." As a result, the third class of the first team and the fifth class of the second team were lucky to draw the first lottery. Seeing the two classes full of excitement, Zheng Kezang stood up in front of him. "Have you remembered the rules? You have to stop when you get out of the line. You can only touch it with your feet, and you are not allowed to grab it with your hands. You must stop immediately when you hear the whistle."

Looking at Zheng Kezang, who was running back and forth with the boys vying for each other in the field, the boys crowding around the improvised field cheered loudly, but Sun Youlao's deputy, He Ganhe, followed with some concern. The officer beside him muttered.

"Running around in this match, what if the eldest son falls and gets hurt? Even if he doesn't fall, the field is full of dolls who don't know how serious they are. What if they collide?"

"Brother He is right," Sun Youlao nodded. He had already bet his future on Zheng Kezang, so naturally he didn't want any accidents. "However, the Eldest Young Master is in high spirits right now, I'm afraid it's not easy to persuade him, why don't we pay close attention this time, and we will never let the Eldest Young Master go up again."

"That's the only way to go." The so-called good and bad spirits, He Gan's words hadn't hit the ground when he saw a group of boy scouts colliding together, and Zheng Kezang's shadow disappeared, and he was shocked. He was about to go up when he saw Zheng Kezang crawling out from the crowd, blew his whistle fiercely, and there was no sound at the side of the stadium that was still laughing.

I heard Zheng Kezang yelling: "Foul, foul, serious foul, there is no one who collides with the judge, and, Qi Gang, it is you, you can see clearly, you are from the fifth class, why did you hit the ball?" Pass it on to the third class, eat inside and outside!"

The atmosphere immediately relaxed, and Qi Gang, who was tapped, touched the back of his head, and said naively: "Ying officer, I'm stupid, I know who is in my class when I stand still, but when I run, I don't know who is in my class." It's my own."

This sentence caused the whole room to laugh even more, but Zheng Kezang patted him on the shoulder and praised: "You are very reasonable. In this way, from now on, the presiding judges will all wear red coats, and the rest One team is shirtless, and the other team wears jackets, so that we can distinguish who is our own and who is not."

So Cuju continued, but after kicking for a while, Zheng Kezang blew the whistle again: "Stop, stop, listen up, whoever made you huddle together, you should disperse, the place is so big, You have to be good at mobilizing the enemy, take care, Huang Qi, run a little farther, pass a pass to the big guys."

Cuju slid over the heads of the huddled princes in an arc, and landed in an open place. Huang Qi, who was the grandson of Huang An under Zhu Chenggong's department, ran over quickly and stopped with his feet. In the eyes of Zheng Kezang, he rushed to the back of the empty fifth class, but he volleyed the goal very much like the Chinese team in Zheng Kezang's previous life.

"Did you see that? Although it wasn't accurate, with such a transfer, the eighth squad's rear defense would be empty." The boys seemed to have realized something, and Zheng Kezang ordered immediately. "Back to the original position, Liu Ye put the ball in the center point, and now start again."

Fighting started again on the field, but coaches in twos and threes surrounded Sun Youlao and He Gan: "Master Sun, Sir He, the subordinates waited to see clearly, but no matter how you look at it, you feel that this Cuju play is a training exercise. The method of battle formation, Eldest Young Master is only 12 years old, how can he understand these things?"

"If you understand it, rot it in your stomach." Sun Youlao cast a vicious glance at the instructor beside him. "Don't think that Yu doesn't know who is behind you, but the eldest son is the first son of this vassal, and he will inherit the throne in the future. It won't hurt you to say a few words. Besides, Gan Luo paid his respects twelve times. , the Eldest Young Master is naturally intelligent and this feudal clan is a great thing, only Xiaoxiao who harbors evil intentions is not happy to see it succeed, are you that Xiaoxiao?"

"Don't worry, my lord," the group of teachers stared at each other, but no one dared to come out and say that they had evil intentions and that they were a child. Even if they really had any thoughts, they would never dare to speak out at this time , so I waited for a long time before clasping fists one after another. "The subordinates will know what to do."

"Just really understand." Of course, Sun Youlao knew that some people didn't mean what they said, but as long as these people who didn't understand the sword and gun were not good for Zheng Kezang, he could only turn a blind eye. "It's all scattered, go to the four sides to prepare, be careful of accidents."

After the instructors dispersed to the four sides of the stadium to perform maintenance tasks, He Gan chuckled as he watched Zheng Kezang, who continued to chase death and northward in the stadium, and said, "My lord is really doing a good job of knocking mountains and shaking tigers. Can have more quiet time."

"Quiet? It would be nice to be quiet for a few days. As long as the eldest son and a group of powerful children are in the camp, it is absolutely impossible to be quiet." Speaking of this, Sun Youlao looked at him with a profound look. "If others don't tell you, who does your brother He belong to? Can you tell me frankly?"

He Gan coughed twice: "Master Sun's eyes are bright, don't worry, Yu's entry into the camp will definitely not be detrimental to the Eldest Young Master. Just like what Mr. Sun said just now, you need to have a longer vision. The Eldest Young Master's future is limitless. Yu Ke is not so stupid. You have to block the car with your arms. But, then again, who does Mr. Sun belong to?"

"Who does Yu belong to?" Sun Youlao raised his eyebrows. "Yu wants to say that Yu belongs to the eldest son, Brother He, do you believe it?"

"Believe me! I knew at the first sight that Mr. Sun is a very lucky person. Now that he is in the eyes of the eldest son, his future is immeasurable." He Gan continued to stare at Zheng Kezang, flattering him tepidly. with. "It's just that I don't know if Yu has such a good fortune. I would like to ask Mr. Sun to recommend it to the eldest son."

"Fu Yuan? Brother He was joking, the road ahead is so vast who knows what Fu Yuan is." Sun Youlao smiled lightly, he doubted why He Gan approached Zheng Kezang's purpose, not to mention Fu Yuan is not enough for one person to monopolize. How can it be shared with others. "As for recommending to the eldest son, it also depends on chance."

"Naturally, the lower officials can save it, but it's better that the adults don't forget it."

Before Sun Youlao could answer, he saw Zheng Kezang running over: "I was sweating all over, and I was so tired, but fortunately they can still run, Mr. Sun, you send an instructor to replace Yu Lai as the adjudicator. "

Sun Youlao agreed with a smile, but Zheng Kezang blew the whistle again: "Now change shifts, and the second-best two shifts will play."

Classes [-] and [-], who hadn't enjoyed themselves enough, procrastinated and refused to leave, while Classes [-] and [-], who had won the second lottery, rushed up upon hearing the sound. Seeing this impatient scene, Zheng Kezang rushed forward He Gan on the side ordered: "After today, only the two classes with the best drills are allowed to play for half an hour before eating."

He Gan took a deep look at Zheng Kezang, bowed down and said, "No."