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Chapter 138: Football

In the afternoon, Xiagou Village entrance.

With Xi Yunfei looking at her expectantly, Xi Junmai came back as if nothing had happened. She said nothing, but said that the things were done. The eight hundred helpers would come to work on time tomorrow, which made Xi Yunfei feel inexplicably and thought to himself that there was no chance.

"Didn't that say Ning'er is a stunning beauty?" Xi Yunfei secretly blamed Manager Li for not lying. Seeing that his elder brother is so calm, he thought that Ning'er was just an ordinary person.

But Xi Yunfei didn't know that it was not Li Xiangning not beautiful, nor was it Li Manager Li lying, but his elder brother was not good, or that the man and woman did not resonate with each other. You should know that although Xi Jun bought it a little dark, his facial features were still good. This can be seen from the appearance of Xi Yunfei, the younger brother.

When two people are together, they need to have a common language, and preferably have some common hobbies. Xi Junmai and Li Xiangning don’t happen to have these. No wonder who is better or who is worse. I can only say that this blind date is a failure.

Xi Yunfei saw that his elder brother was going back to train troops as usual, and he looked at Sanyuan with his waist speechlessly, and didn't know whether his evaluation of his elder brother was good or bad?!

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The next morning, on the Dongqiu, Xi Yunfei, who was originally discussing the content layout of "Zhiyin" with Uncle Liu San, suddenly heard a harsh noise coming from not far away.

Uncle Liu San got up and walked to the window, frowned and said, "There is a fight on the other side of the horse farm."

Upon hearing this, Xi Yunfei hurriedly got up to see it. Sure enough, the horse farm was in chaos.

"Uncle San is busy first, I'll go see what's going on."

After saying that, he ran towards the horse farm.

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"What's the situation? Why did the quarrel start?"

Xi Yunfei squeezed into the crowd. When everyone saw that he was the one who came, they took the initiative to give in.

Xue Wanche was still holding the frost sadness that Xi Jun bought in his hand, as if he would rather die than let go.

Xi Yunfei looked at the elder brother curiously: "What's going on?"

Xi Junmai was very frustrated, so he looked at Xue Wanche in front of him helplessly and said, "We will lose, he won't admit it."

Xi Yunfei looked at Xue Wanche when he heard this. Seeing this, Xue Wanche was anxious and hurriedly explained: "Of course the competition is two wins in three games. I just competed with fists and feet, and then the next one is to compete with bows and arrows. Then the horse fight, where did I lose?"

Xi Yunfei nodded, it was correct to say that.

Someone next to him shouted: "Captain Xue is not kind and agreed to give up the meat from noon if he loses. Why don't he admit it now?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, someone shouted: "You are not kind. Of course, the competition is about winning two games in three games. How can I compare only one game?"

"Then didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Then you didn't ask earlier!"

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Seeing that these guards were about to quarrel again, Xi Yunfei hurriedly reached out to take the person away.

It was originally intended to facilitate the village's defense that my elder brother and Xue Wanche each led a team of 100 people, but I didn't expect that they would even start arguing now.

"When you are betting on lunch?" Xi Yunfei looked at his elder brother and Xue Wanche in anger.

Both nodded in disappointment.

Xi Yunfei was speechless. He was so idle that he was so idle that he should let these people go to the construction site to devote their energy.

After looking at the two gangs of indignant people, Xi Yunfei knew that he was afraid he would not be able to do anything now. He paused, looked at the open horse farm, and suddenly remembered a good sport.

He looked up excitedly at his elder brother and Xue Wanche and said, "Since we can't tell the difference between the winner, we will compete again. But we have to follow my rules, just let's just fight, there are children next to us, so it's not good if we get hurt."

As he said that, Xi Yunfei reached into his sleeve and pulled it out, took out a whistle, and blew it hard.

Beep~~~

The whistle sounded throughout Xiagou Village, which attracted many people to look at the horse farm with curiosity.

Xi Yunfei said again: "You two each chose eleven people to come and wait for me to come back to teach you the rules of the game."

As he said that, Xi Yunfei quickly ran home, bought a football, bought a few red cards and yellow cards, and then dozens of number cards and pins.

When they hurried back to the horse farm, the eldest brother and Xue Wanche both separated, and the two gangs were eyeing each other.

Xi Yunfei hurriedly separated them and said, "Not like fists, feet, bows and horses, let's play this today." He said that, throwing the football on the grass.

Everyone looked at each other, Xue Wanche picked up the football and looked at it, sighing: "This kicking ball is so exquisite."

Xi Yunfei smiled and took out the number card and distributed it to his teammates on both sides, saying, "Each of them uses pins to fix them on their backs, don't you use pins? Come on, I'll teach you."

Xi Yunfei was also very cold at this time. Football is something that needs to be cultivated since childhood. Now he is more than a thousand years ahead. I wonder if he can save the gangsters of future generations.

After wearing the number plate, Xi Yunfei asked someone to push the doors on both sides of the horse court to open, just as they could be used as the goal, and then all the horses were driven outside, and the entire horse court instantly turned into a football field.

"Let's talk about the rules first, this thing is called football..."

It is hard to say who first invented football. In ancient my country, football was called Cuju.

The word Cuju was first seen in "Records of the Grand Historian: Biography of Bian Que Cang Gong". The book records that during the Western Han Dynasty, Xiang Chu, who was "Anling Banli Gongcheng", was obsessed with "Cuju". Although he was seriously ill, he still did not follow the doctor's advice to continue going out to Cuju, but he died of death.

Later, the word Cuju appeared many times in the "Book of Han".

However, in the Warring States Period before the Han Dynasty, football was called "Taju".

If the Han Dynasty was the climax of the development of Cuju culture, then the Tang and Song dynasties were the second climax of the development of Cuju culture.

The first is the appearance of inflatable balloons.

Cuju initially used solid balls filled with hair, while inflatable balls appeared after the Tang Dynasty (inflatable balls appeared after the Southern Dynasties).

"Qi Wuwei Fu" by Zhong Wupo in the Tang Dynasty: "Qi is a ball, combined to form quality. It can make it jump and profitable, and be boastful and take real. It is done with the rules and regulations, and it can be round at first; it can be made by hand, and finally it will be full without overflowing. If you have the convenience of every foot, you will know that it is necessary to get started. At the time, the square will clear the spring, and the cold food will be beautiful. The competition will be fought and the noise will suddenly spread. Or you can walk with a ball, and the moon will suddenly flow into the sky."

The second is the appearance of the goal.

Ma Duanlin said in "Wenxian Tongkao·Lekao Twenty": "The cubicle began in the Tang Dynasty. Two bamboos were planted, and the height was several meters high. The network was connected to the upper gate to measure the width. The labour scored the right and left the right friends, and the winner was the angular victory."

Cuju matches using goals are usually single goals, mostly held at court banquets.

This is a step back than the previous direct confrontation, but it requires more accuracy.

When building the goal, two three-meter-high clubs were erected in the center of the court. The upper goal was about one foot in diameter, which was called "Fengliuyan".

The left and right army (two teams) with different clothes colors stand on both sides, with twelve or sixteen people in each team, which are called ball head, ball head, head head head, left pole net, right pole net, sanli, etc.

There is also a slight difference between the ball head and the player's hat.

During the game, the whistle and drum are horns. The left army members first kick the ball, smash the ball with each other several times and then pass it to the deputy captain. The deputy captain waits for the ball to be upright and steady, and then pass it to the captain. The captain kicks the ball towards the romantic eye. The one who passes the ball is the winner.

The same is true for the right army to get the ball. At the end, the winner will decide the winner according to the number of balls you have passed. The winner will be rewarded, and the loser will be punished. The captain will eat a whip and apply white powder on his face.

Speaking of Cuju, everyone present is familiar with it, but what Xi Yunfei taught is obviously not Cuju, but another sport that tests team collaboration and physical confrontation.

"Nothing except that you can't touch the ball with your hands and not intentionally hurt someone, no other foul?"

"Who is not specified to shoot?"

"Can goalkeeper catch the ball with his hands?"

"The goalkeeper can charge or shoot?"

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Faced with everyone's questions, Xi Yunfei answered them one by one. After everyone sorted out the rules, he couldn't wait to walk into the middle of the field with the ball. Judging from the situation, today's referee already had a candidate.

Beep~~

Xi Yunfei waved to his elder brother and Xue Wanche, signaling them to come over.

Then he took out a copper plate and said, "Guess first, guess the first attack."

Xi Junbu nodded and said, "I guess the Wuzhu side."

Xue Wanche curled his lips: "Then I will guess the Kaihuang."

Xi Yunfei smiled and threw the copper plate into the sky, caught it again, and spread the palm of his hand. The two words on the copper plate were: Wuzhu.
Chapter completed!
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