Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 910 Son of Heaven

  Some of the dealers were annoyed, some began to complain about the referee, and some talked about every player.

   A group of men together, soon familiar to all the players.

  Which one ran fast, which one made a mistake, all kinds of things.

   In a way, football has become a social sport.

  Even those who didn’t like the sport at first, listened to it too much, and their ears became calloused, so they naturally knew which one was the striker, which one was the defender, and which one was the goalkeeper in the mining team.

  Usually their work is really hard. Although they can have enough food in Xishan, everyone yearns for a better life, so they have to work hard.

   At this leisure time, they seem unwilling to let go of any opportunity to pay attention to this team.

Emperor Hongzhi just squatted aside and ate silently. Occasionally, he saw a bare-bottomed boy walking by, and then raised something indescribable. In front of Emperor Hongzhi, he snorted and urinated the boy. Made a silver arc and shot it out.

  The women are behind them, chattering.

  This... turns out to be the daily life of ordinary people.

  Emperor Hongzhi was thinking in this way, listening to the men's discussion, he was thoughtful.

  Only Xiao Jing, with a distraught look on his face, was full of thoughts about whether His Highness the Crown Prince would blame him.

   Now it’s fine to blame, what if the emperor is gone one day? Do you have to rush to die in front of the emperor?

  He thought in a mess.

  But someone seems to have noticed Xiao Jing's abnormality: "Old man..."

   "Ah..." Xiao Jing raised his head in astonishment, it was the first time...someone called him old man.

   The man who spoke was a strong man, holding a bowl and laughing at the same time: "Old man must have lost a lot, how many dogs did we buy? Let the referee **** team win?"

  The official name should be 'Dog Judgment Unfair', but people prefer to call it Damn, which is catchy, rhythmic, and rhymes.

  Xiao Jing was a little at a loss, but nodded hastily.

  The others laughed: "Haha, I must have bought a lot."

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled, and gave Xiao Jing a meaningful look.

  Xiao Jing's voice was thin, he didn't dare to talk, he just lowered his head to eat.

  Others are only fascinated because Xiao Jing lost too much, and they don't feel any difference.

  It was Emperor Hongzhi who gave Zhou Yan, the captain of Jinyiwei, a wink.

   Zhou Yan understood.

  He laughed: "I heard something. A few days ago, Mr. Wang's family seemed to be greedy for a lot of money... secretly sold our seedlings..."

  Everyone heard that farmers are most concerned about the next year's seedlings.

  These seedlings are all cultivated in the fields, and they are tested for them... Therefore, many people think they are very cherished.

   Zhou Yan knew that Fang Duwei had a high reputation here.

  But merchants like Wang Jinyuan have a bad reputation.

  So, he didn't speak ill of Fang Jifan, but directly started with Wang Jinyuan.

   "Really? He has such guts." Someone said angrily: "I'm not afraid that the superiors will find out, kill his head."

  Others said one after another: "This dog has a big belly. It doesn't look good at first glance. I heard that he already has four wives and concubines in his family."

   "Hmph! If I win the lottery, I will marry a woman too."

   "Haha..." Someone laughed loudly: "Speaking of which, next ten days, we will have a friendly match in Xishan. It's the Tuntian team, and it's going to be against the medical school team. It's fun to watch."

"What? The medical school team, those scholars, last time they played against the dog referee, but they lost two goals and had to buy the Tuntian team to win. The forward of the Tuntian team is called Yang He. This guy is amazing and his body is strong. He played a good kick, he used to be able to play Cuju, and he could shoot a flamboyant shot."

   "Ah, where did you get the news..."

   "Then let's buy the Tuntian team."

   "It doesn't work either. If you buy them all, the odds are not high. Listen to my brother, if you want to make a fortune, you have to buy a side door."

  Zhou Yan looked at Emperor Hongzhi speechlessly.

  Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

He could feel the anger of the people when a bad news came out, but soon, this anger didn't last long, even if everyone didn't like Wang Jinyuan, but soon, what they were more concerned about was that the men all loved him. Love cared about the direction.

  Xiao Jing was also dumbfounded.

  He is the factory owner of Dongchang, who specializes in cracking down on rumors, but...there are so many guards in the factory, and how many people who deceive people with rumors have been captured, but compared to Fang Jifan, it is easy to play a football game...

  Emperor Hongzhi's mind suddenly became confused.

  He remembered Fang Jifan's words.

  He couldn't help but winked at Zhou Yan again.

Zhou Yan smiled bitterly, and couldn't help saying: "I heard something. A few days ago, the lost cow was actually eaten by someone. It was Li Datou who saw it with his own eyes, but he didn't dare to say it. ..."

   "Wang's cow? Who ate it?"

   Everyone looked at Zhou Yan together.

   Zhou Yan looked very taboo.

  In the past, such things would inevitably arouse people's anger.

Cattle are the most precious material, they are the main force of arable land, and they are also the lifeblood of farmers. If the cattle of the Wang family were lost for other reasons, then...the consequences would be terrible. , Their family really has a cow.

   "You mean... the damned Wen?"

  The surname Wen...

   Isn’t that the chef from Xishan, who is famous for his beef, but he is protected by Captain Fang, so he was nicknamed Wenniu.

   "I should have guessed that it was him, our Captain Fang, who has been tricked by him. One look at his head and eyes, and you can tell that he is not a good guy."

   "That's right, she was born extremely ugly, and she still looks condescending."

   "I heard that under him, there is a cooking class and a team."

   "Really? Haha, a group of cooks, what kind of ball are you playing?"

   "It is said that foreign aid was invited, and a few players who used to play Cuju were recruited, and they hid in the back mountain to practice all day long."

   "Heh, they really dare to compete, I will definitely buy him to lose..."

   "..." Zhou Yan was speechless.

  Emperor Hongzhi actually forgot himself for a while, listening with gusto, he couldn't help but said: "This is not necessarily the case."

  Everyone looked at him.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Playing football is not about personal ability. A few players with good football skills may not be able to win. I... In my opinion, the key to victory lies in cooperation, just like marching. Which one? If there is a missing link, it may collapse.”

   "Ah, big brother actually knows so much."

  Many people looked at Emperor Hongzhi in admiration. Although they didn't know whether what Emperor Hongzhi said was right, they sounded decent.

  Emperor Hongzhi said: "Let's talk about today's game, except for the referee..."

  As soon as he mentioned the referee, dozens of peasants became angry. Someone threw their chopsticks and shouted: "Kill the referee!"

   Everyone gritted their teeth and cursed. The Xishan people, of course, supported their team. This time, no one would not lose.

  Emperor Hongzhi felt that these peasants were very real, yes, these **** referees.

He continued: "Apart from the referee, the fundamental problem of the **** team is that there is a problem with the coordination. Then Zhu Shou can pass the ball a few times, cooperate with others, and break through the opponent's defense, but he is too headstrong. He actually tried to break through the opponent's defense alone. The captain of the quarrying team was a shrewd man, that number A. I think he was called 'Ye Qiu' by the sewing on his clothes. Ye Qiu could tell at a glance. The weakness of the **** team, so people are specially looking at Zhu Shou, as long as Zhu Shou can't move, it's hard for the **** team to win."

  The bookmakers are not good at summarizing, so when they heard this, the scene of today's game immediately appeared in their minds.

  Someone slapped his thigh: "Brother, that's what happened! Let me tell you, the quarrying team, all of them have wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, deer-headed mouse eyes, and wretched looks. Can they win?"

  Emperor Hongzhi smiled lightly: "As long as the **** team can find out the problem and try to correct it, it will be unknown who will win the game next time."

The farmers nodded one after another: "Engong is a very smart man. I heard that he is very good at knitting sweaters and good at plowing the land. If he loses this time, he will definitely learn his lesson. Next time, he will win for sure. Listen! Brother said so, next time there will be a final, I will buy 50 lottery tickets."

   "I buy it too!"

  Emperor Hongzhi was admired by a group of farmers, and he felt a sense of pride in his heart.

   Punch the nursing home, kick the nursing home.

  Everyone was overjoyed and gathered around one after another.

  Emperor Hongzhi was thinking about the game during the day.

These days, it was not easy, and he encountered the bad news of the Huaihe River again, which really disturbed him and made him feel restless, but now he felt a lot more relaxed. He analyzed what he saw during the day, and everyone nodded their heads. , mesmerized.

  That Zhou Yan glanced at Xiao Jing cautiously, with a confused expression on his face, what do you mean, what is His Majesty here for?

   Xiao Jing was smiling, but also a little at a loss.

   Finally, it was getting late, and the women in the house started to roar the river east, shouting for the men to go home, and all the people stood up one after another, saying goodbye to each other.

  Emperor Hongzhi spoke dryly.

   It was rare for him to say so much at one time, but after talking so much, he felt a little refreshed in his heart.

  Looking up, the crescent moon in the sky was like a hook, and the faint shadow of the moon fell on his face.

  His hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the darkness.

  In the darkness, many people appeared from the night mist, and some people hurriedly lit up lanterns to illuminate the road under the feet of Emperor Hongzhi.

  Emperor Hongzhi stared into the darkness. At this moment... what he had... was not just the sense of superiority he found from Zhuang Hu.

  He tried hard to recall all the feelings since he came to Xishan today, and now, after this day.

  What he saw, what he heard, what he felt.

  He is the Son of Heaven, this is his occupational disease.

   "Your Majesty, it's getting late, so I have to go back to the palace quickly. The servants will send someone to bring the carriage."

   "Oh." Emperor Hongzhi said flatly, "Yes, it's time to return to the palace."

  ...

  Chapter 4, and more.

  (end of this chapter)