Volume 2 Bianliang Mistake Chapter 81 Secret Fight (Two

The Fang family manor where Xiao Yan is located is 17 or 8 miles away from the Nanxun City Wall. The land of the capital is not expensive. Although the Fang family is a family of 17 or 2 people who have been promoted to the seventh rank and above in the past dynasty. However, the Fang family is not prosperous, and it is still much worse than those families who have had courtiers in their families. Naturally, they cannot afford any large-scale industries near the Bianliang City. It is already considered that there is a village that can exist 17 or 18 miles away from the Bianliang City Wall.

Near Bianliang, there are too many royal relatives and too many noble families. Even if you are a noble person, it is difficult to place a village with a wide range of roads like other places. The Fang family's farm has only four or five hundred acres of land, and more than ten tourists have also used watering ponds and dams with other manors. In addition to the fields, there is also a mill, an oil pressing workshop, and two flower beds dedicated to the city. Although it is not big, it only has a fortune of about two or three thousand guan a year, but the Fang family has two or three generations of operation. The manor here has fields and water, and the locust trees are shaded. Looking at the Bian River from afar, it also has a wild interest of a wealthy family.

Ten or twenty miles away from the city outside Nanxunén, there are mostly manors with only a few hundred acres of land. They are all industries managed by generations of officials in the court. Between the green trees and loess, there are tiles everywhere. Compared with the bustling and lively scenes in Bianliang City, it has a different taste.

The best place in the world is Bianliang. I have been traveling in Bianliang for a few years and I am used to the late night. I still can’t help but have a day where I can visit and have banquets everywhere. After resigning from my post, I returned to my hometown to live leisurely, which almost became an unbearable day. Whether I can set up a family-born property near Bianliang has almost become a pursuit of officials.

It is the early summer season of Meng nt. This Japanese manor should be a time when you can see this kind of manor outside the city. There are also flower gardens in the Fangjia Manor, with wheat in the fields and green trees everywhere, and flowers are hidden behind the rooms and houses. Brocade covers are set up under the trees, village brewing is placed, fresh fruits are produced, and the well water produced from the land is cooked. It is a leisurely life for half a day, so it is easy for a god to change it.

But at this moment, the Fang family lost the wildness of leisure and laziness. Originally, the Fang family was not prosperous, and Fang Teng was not interested in asking for land and houses. His own industry had been quite deserted for a while. Now there were crowds of people. The tourists in the Sixia Village and the idle men in the nearby market alleys, and even the imperial guards who were not far from here, who were operating the Mofang Tea, wine, carts and boats along the Bian River were all gathered on a large area of ​​land that was flattened out in the village, with their feet raised and their heads raised, not knowing what they were watching. Sometimes a sound of laughter broke out, which was shocking.

There is a lot of land produced by Fang Jiaping, and many of the wheat in the fields are not needed, and the flowerbed is clean. As the people are flooding, the heat is too far away, as if it is coming to the face, mixed with the smell of sweat. It is not like the manor that is usually peaceful and rich, but it is a bit like the puff clubs that can be seen everywhere in Bianliang City.

Bianliang Pushe has been open for a long time, and people also know that these sumo wrestlings are all arranged in advance. Although there are always people in the Pushe Club, everyone is mostly just looking at the fun. Occasionally, they are also meaningful, and few really take it seriously. However, the crowds around are crowded with people, sometimes applauding, sometimes stomping their teeth, sometimes stomping their feet, and sometimes waving their hands, and sometimes wanting to rush into the venue. The kind of concern that is at its peak is far inferior to the bustling Pushe Club in Bianliang City!

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Han Shizhong and Yue Fei and his group came to the Fang family manor under Zhang Xian's guidance and saw this scene. Han Shizhong opened his mouth wide and immediately looked at his head and said in surprise: "What's going on? These gangs of people living here like many people are here, and what are they looking at? What are you busy with these days?"

Although Yue Fei didn't speak, his face was full of curious gods. Behind him, Niu Gao was a saw-mouth gourd in the bustling city of Bianliang. The prosperous city made him, a small countryman, not know where to put his hands, and he went out of the city to live. His black face shining and dancing: "Fourth brother, we dare not go out in the camp. We live a suffocating life. Every day, we have to follow our brother to patrol the camp. Seeing that the generals were not in the camp, it was depressed. It was lively around the adults! Fourth brother, if you say something, I will also be the general of the family. Who is patient and obedient to be the envoy of this Du Yuhou? "

Yue Fei turned his head and scolded Niu Gao: "Hei Gu, shut up!" After that, he finally asked Zhang Xian: "Fourth Brother, what's going on here?"

Zhang Xian was a little embarrassed. Yue Fei and Han Shizhong led the army into Bianliang, and they were working hard every day to think about how to control the troops. After a while today, I could see that they were feeling heavy. The brothers of the Yue family who were under great pressure had lost weight, and Han Shizhong was also very poor. Everyone was counting on Xiao Yan to come up with ideas. But in the past ten or twenty days, Xiao Yan had been walking around the mansion rewarded by the official family in Bianliang and then headed to the city.

The Teng family's manor outside came. He was left in Bianliang. More than 10,000 Shenwu Changsheng Army expected him to get it to the Privy Council as soon as possible to send these major events. He thought about figuring out these fresh things. And the generals under his command changed their clothes and invited teachers to teach everyone the demeanor of speaking and acting in Bianliang City, and even found a master craftsman. His general was wearing top tattoos.

He ate well every day, and looked light and had nothing to do. Although the flowers are indeed lively and exciting, it makes people feel a little bit yuba after playing for two games, but nothing is what Xiao Yan should be thinking about now. He now brought Han Shizhong and Yue Fei out of the city. He thought Xiao Yan would always calm down and meet his two confidant generals who had used it. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan still didn't stop and was still making this thing!

My brother asked, and he could only answer: "…………………… Lord Xiao has been playing nnn Cuju these days... It can't be considered Cuju. Lord always said it is called football. It is very different from what you see on weekdays. Our family will practice for a while, select those with a bottom, and divide into four teams. The land is leveled, and they are here every day. The brothers have nothing to do, but they are very interested. They shout and scream every day, and it is rare to be quiet...…… People around them are gradually coming over and watching every day, and they are getting more and more lively..."

He watched Yue Fei's face gradually sink, Han Shizhong chuckled, turned his head and looked tired and lazy. He knew that the two confidant generals under Xiao Yan's command looked completely different were a little angry. Zhang Xian felt embarrassed and could only explain to Xiao Yan in a daze: "………I don't know why Lord Xiao came up with this idea. After his change, Cuju - No, once football is used, it is really something that men like. Thank you for so long, now you have finally returned to Bianliang. It is also a good thing to relax...…… After a while, the adults will always take the important business, and are afraid that there will be something that the adults can't handle?"

Yue Fei immediately retorted with determination: "Sir, this is because it is difficult to get. You should be vigilant! More than 10,000 soldiers and soldiers from the Shenwu Changsheng Army were brought out by the adults. If you want to have this strong army, you must also expect the adults to take charge. Is this time for the adults to relax? Fourth brother, I must be advised, so I should cheer up!"

Han Shizhong sneered and waved his hand disapprovingly: "I'm here in Bianliang, such a wealthy place in the world, shouldn't it be easy to relax? Just placing a Cuju is considered to be extremely restrained. If I brought back half of the Liao people in Yanjing City, the little nv mother who didn't leave any flowers should have taken more than 20...... Adults are rich and noble, and I, Old Han, have also sold my life to him. I can also ask for tens of thousands of yuan. I, Old Han, can also speak for a good day. Who can't live a good day? Let's talk about it in a few days of comforting days...... Adults are so determined, we are still a bird's heart? When you make the decision, you'll go forward and go to Cuju, a soft girl who loves to watch. Can you still? Lord Xiao mess up the flowers?"

As the two of them spoke, they followed Zhang Xian and rushed to the nearest to see what the venue surrounded by thousands of people looked like. The flat site almost occupied more than half of all the fields of this small manor. The ground was crushed with stones and tidied up flat. It was about thirty feet long and more than ten feet wide. A square white line was scattered with ash all over the place. Two rectangular wooden frames poked on both sides of the long head, and a small circle of white ash was scattered in front of the frame.

If Han Shizhong and Yue Fei were born thousands of years later, they would understand that this was a football field!

In the football field, more than 20 Chinese were divided into two teams. Jin had bare arms, wearing calf shorts, and three-layer hemp shoes under his feet, and the wooden soles were cut into the shape of foot nails. He was wearing a leather protective gear on the bones on his legs, and the leather ropes were tightly tied. The upper body was wearing a small trumpet, which was sleeveless vest. One side was green and the other was yellow. A white circle behind him was written in the middle of a big circle, which was written in ten trumpets of Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui. There were also two trumpets in both sides of the wood, but the trumpets of them were two words behind them.

A total of twenty-two men wearing zither clothes were chasing a leather maker in the field. It was a common Cuju u u u, but there were no decorations of flowers, just twelve leather cubes for sewing. However, it seemed that there were a lot of bullets and rolling and jumping in the field. Twenty-two men chased the ball and made people overturn. Although water was spilled in the field, they also stoked dust and smoke as the people fell to the ground and rushed to the ground.

Cuju is a popular game in East Asia at this time. Needless to say, Xiao Yan's Western Army was born in the command of Xiao Yan, even those born in Yan could play a few kicks. Although it was not as good as the heroes who could stick the ball to their bodies in Bianliang Qiyun Club, it seemed to be no less than the so-called national players that Xiao Yan saw later. Since he had the skills under his feet, he would have practiced for a few days and knew the rules, he would naturally know how to play appropriately and could also play some extraordinary flowers.

Most of the generals under Xiao Yan's command were fighting men, young and strong, and after years of bloody battle, it was really itchy. At this moment, Xiao Yan's improvement of Cuju drama made them vent their excess jin power. The battle in the field can really be called "tragic".

You should know that modern football was called the war in the peace era in Xiao Yan's era. It was originally a game suitable for men and loved by men. Sometimes a victory or defeat can make the country popular. In the era of later generations, there were so many entertainment methods that were popular all over the world. After a thousand years, the generals who made these improved Cuju games would be fascinated by the time they had performed this several times!

After a long period of peace, the Song Dynasty had been in peace, and the officials and nobles went up to the peddlers and pawns, and most of the time they were focused on having fun. The rehearsed plays of the pounce club were full of people watching every day. How could the two of them compete with each other to compete with their bodies, skills and luck? After a game, it was nearly an hour, far from a comparison of the winning or losing in just a few seconds. Seeing both sides exhausted, people were sometimes injured in the bloodshot. In the next moment, the victory or defeat could always change. How could these people onlookers not be as intoxicated and excited as they watched?

It was Han Shizhong and Yue Fei who were full of thoughts. They looked around the way, and couldn't help but become more interested. They saw a fighter who knew everyone, from Shengjie Army, made many achievements in the Pingyan War, and were selected as the guards of the Siehaha. The big horse's golden sword brought the ball with the ball, and everything that came to block him was knocked away. They shouted and kicked the guards with two words and jumped up as hard as they could, but their fingers touched the ball shadow. The ball changed direction and smashed hard on the inside of the frame. At this time, they were sewn by hand, and used bladder glue to stick the gap. The ball opened and then sealed with air and then did not match the strength of later generations. It exploded with a bang!

During this attack, the four or five Hans guarding the other side did not even pull him. Although it was a game in the field, this indomitable posture that seemed to break into the formation made Han Shizhong and Yue Fei feel heartbroken. When they entered Bianliang, the sound of golden swords and iron horses were gone. The two of them dreamed at midnight, as if they were back in Yandi and were still fighting with the NV Zhenliao people. When they woke up, they still looked prosperous and peaceful around them, as if hundreds of thousands of athletes were fighting thousands of miles away, they could not touch the scene here. Both of them were somewhat depressed. The Han, who had just come out of the mink hat, almost brought them back to the scene of the light cavalry breaking formation that day!

At this time, the frame was still buzzing and trembling. More than 20 men in the field were watching with their waists panting. More than a thousand people watching outside the field suddenly burst into a nearly crazy cheer!

Someone was jumping there: "Zhi Niang, but he entered! He went into five and four, and there was only a little left in the hourglass. The Qing team won. What else can I say?"

Someone also jumped his feet and refuted: "I've entered the énn and counted it! This kick hit the corner of the woods, but the Qing team has bad luck. Two strokes are still Yamato. We agreed that it will be better if you don't lose money or make money. If you want to win, it's not as easy as you can!"

The other side was refusing, and the other side was immediately annoyed: "But if you have a few hundred quotas, you won't get a lottery, what's the point? The Qing team C will make this breakthrough, and you will hit the jin lottery. Don't miss the ability of General C! Such a hero, with a good shot, you will miss the few hundred quotas you? You can't be so ignorant of your conscience!"

The cheers and shouts around him were heard, and no one cared about the group of people riding horses. Everyone was crazy about Gang's kick, and they were talking about how the Qing team C was capable and how powerful the kick was. I don't know how many people were raising their arms to cheer at the general. The company stood there with their waists on their faces, raised their chests and laughed openly. Teammates around them surrounded them, slapped their chests and shoulders, and shouted loudly. The yellow team had ugly faces. The én who got up would be squatting there in a dusty face. Some of the onlookers still refused to give up and insisted that the ball was boring. The two sides argued loudly, all of them blushed and thick necks, spitting. They squeezed behind and couldn't see what had just given birth and tried their best to raise their heads, and kept asking about the situation in the field. After a few arguments, both sides simply shouted with their necks: "Listen to the referee, listen to the referee! The referee in the field is respectful, we are bleeding here, what's the matter?"

At this time, Han Shizhong and Yue Fei seemed to see a figure wearing a black short shirt running towards the Qing team General panting. This figure is quite tall, with beautiful eyebrows and handsome faces and clear contours. But isn't it the service of the Song Dynasty Xianmo who offered a war to cause a sensation in Bianliang 20 days ago and went straight to the official family. Is it Xiao Yan, who was thinking, planning and snatching the surface of the peace that countless people in the court have made great military achievements since the founding of the Song Dynasty and jumped from white to the noble official of Zhu Zi of the Song Dynasty?

Everyone was so cautious in the military camp that they were thinking about how to maintain such a victorious army of Shenwu. Everyone was just someone who was sent by Xiao Yan. They encountered many troubles when they came to Bianliang, whether they were open or secretly. He, a person who was in the center of the vortex, attracted all of this, played Cuju here, and wore short shirts, and played with his family members in the same scene!

――――But Lord Xiao is Lord Xiao. Even if he is useless to play Cuju here, the fresh thing he has made is really fucking exciting!

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Xiao Yan blew the wooden whistle in his mouth, and the eyes of the young and yellow teams in the field were all over. Xiao Yan also ran with sweat, but he was so angry that he couldn't say it. He looked like he was full of energy. The city of Bianliang was left with him like this, and the officials seemed to have forgotten him, and everyone in the court tacitly discussed this character. The Shenwu Eternal Winning Army he brought out was poached by others - so many troubles since returning to Bianliang seemed to have not been placed in his heart. Instead, he was devoted to the football game he brought for him across a thousand years.

"………………… I said it so many times, and I’m less powerful! How many footballs have I broken in the past two days? It takes a lot of effort to sew one!"

Xiao Yan pointed at the proud Qing team general C, cursing, and the general immediately drooped his head. The people around him listened to his referee's decision, and when they heard him angry, they immediately burst into laughter.

The general C waited for Xiao Yan to finish his fire and looked up and asked, "Sir, is this goal counting? I saw it clearly. The ball was hit inside and it has crossed the line..."

Xiao Yan waved his anger and pointed at a person's nose: "Foof, foul, foul, foul......all fouls! Who allowed you to pull and pull when defending? And you, this is not a war. You always look at you arching your shoulders on someone else's chest. Wei Fang is still breathless now......Don't laugh, you fouls too!"

The C-Chief of the Youth Team scratched his head: "………… Then does this ball count?"

Xiao Yan was immediately angry. He was trying to make this thing, except for a little bit of relief, but the others did have their own deep meaning. In later generations, football has a lot of charm in the skills under his feet, and in the coordination, and in the movements that can be called art. In order to impress that great artist, in addition to being rare, it is naturally enough to have enough charm! The group of family members under his command are all a bunch of bn hammers.

Just as I was about to announce the re-start, I heard a hard and deep voice outside: "Sir, in your heart, is this the important thing now? Such a person is looking all day long, don't you see adults playing Cuju here!"

Xiao Yan turned around and saw Han Shizhong and Yue Fei riding on horseback, looking at him. Han Shizhong still had a laughing expression on his face, but Yue Fei was as deep as water. The dozen generals of the center of the Shenwu Changsheng Army behind them were all wearing casual shirts. Looking at the field blankly, many people and gods actually had a look of thrilling about this football game.

Xiao Yan laughed loudly, blew the whistle, raised his hands forward: "Get tie! Come again tomorrow! The four teams of red, white, green and yellow will start a j fork melee tomorrow and decide the championship. That's all today!"

The people around him sighed with great disappointment and began to disperse lazily. Among the onlookers were people of imperial guards. At this time, they noticed Han Shizhong, Yue Fei and his group. They immediately began to talk in a low voice.

"Look at these five or six hundred kilograms of horses, they are all obtained from Yan land. The military man in the Shenwu Eternal Victory Army! But I don't know what kind of military general it is?"

"Who can speak well with Xiao Xianmo who lives here, what kind of idle person can be? The two generals of the Shenwu Changsheng Army, one Han and the other, cannot be said to be among them. I was on duty that day, but I couldn't recognize it."

"Xiao Xianmo lives here, he is the benefactor. How few of these military generals can come? In the future, we will always know that these gangs are all fierce gods who have killed the Yan land with strong evil spirits. But we should not get too close to them, so as not to seek Taoist priests to collect their souls tomorrow..."

"……………I heard from my brother-in-law who was standing in front of the general that I couldn't see what Xiao Xianmo had to do with the Shenwu Changsheng Army anymore. Now I'm leaving Xiao Xianmo...…… Xiao Xianmo is a civil servant, so I'm afraid it's rare to talk to the Shenwu Changsheng Army in the future. These generals looked at Xiao Xianmo with a heart of intention..."

"………………They are the friendship that comes from fighting, how easy is it? We will look at the amount of money we pay every day. If we go to battle, we will go west...……………We, the Song Dynasty, have always treated the ministers well. Xiao Xianmo is so great, but she is free here to practice this new Cuju. Think about it, really aggrieved for Xiao Xianmo, who dares to fight to the death for the Song Dynasty in the future?"

"Xiao Xianmo is not idle, how can he play this football drama? But it is really lively! The methods of Qiyun Club are compared to Xiaoniang's methods... I also have a few skills, and I wish I could go on the court and try the last time!"

All the people in the énée, peddlers and barons can know a little about the major events of the court and the grievances of the ministers in the court. These imperial guards who hold the business of merchants and craftsmen also look decent when they talk. They know that Xiao Yan and Shenwu Changsheng Army are in awkward situation after the showdown. However, their discussions are definitely a minority among so many onlookers, and most of them are still happily discussing the draw match just now, discussing who is skilled in the Qing team and Huang team. Tomorrow, the four teams will fight together, which team will win the championship.

Someone saw Zhang Xian who led Han Shizhong and Yue Fei to him and shouted: "Nine-patterned Dragon Zhang Langjun! It depends on your methods tomorrow! My lottery will definitely be on your white team!"

Zhang Xian was full of thought and could only hold his fists and smile bitterly at the people who cheered him. Yue Fei and Han Shizhong were also a little surprised. Zhang Xian had such a reputation in just a short period of time.

The few people didn't care about anything else, and they all turned over and dismounted and walked towards Xiao Yan who was waiting there. Han Shizhong was still looking around at the scene, but Yue Fei had a calm face and just walked straight towards Xiao Yan.

At the end of the game, the Qinghuang and Huang teams became Xiao Yan's family players again. The powerful Qing team C general respectfully handed over a cloth towel to make Xiao Yan wipe his head and face sweat. After a game, the referee's running distance was not small, which made Xiao Yan very tired.

While wiping his sweat, he looked at Han Yue and the others. With Xiao Yan's intelligence, he didn't know what they were thinking about now. When the two approached, they didn't wait for Yue Fei to speak, Xiao Yan waved his hand: "It's smelly and sweaty, and it's not convenient to entertain guests. I'll wear clothes first. I have kung fu, and then say it slowly...... I treat you to dinner today. They are all fresh things produced in Lord Fang's manor. You can't get such a good treat in Yandi!"

Fang Teng and Zuo Leji were also slowly paced from another place on the sidelines. The two were weak and could not fight as much as Xiao Yan in this era. They kicked on the sidelines? They set up a shed. These days they were bored, and they watched this Cuju show with relish.

Zuo Zao sent a letter to the office for a short time and gave a silent salute. Fang Teng, however, had a different relationship with Yue Fei and Han Shizhong. He turned to the shopkeeper who served him on behalf of him: "Kill a sheep and cure some fresh dishes and fruits from Ji Chu. He covered it in the courtyard, burned mugwort and smoked insects, and the wind was cooler outside... After looking at it for half a day, I was hungry, so I went there!"

He smiled at the two of them again, "There is more of Xianmo, a villain, who said he was a treat, but it was not my family's belonging...... This fresh Cuju drama is a pity for my family's fields! My manor has never been lively for these days in recent years, but it is a disaster...... What about the two generals, living in Bianliang, how about it?"

Han Shizhong smiled. It seemed that he had made up his mind to talk less today, and see how Xiao Yan expressed his opinion to appease them. Yue Fei said hard: "Mr. Fang greets him... Master Fang is so arrogant, how can he not persuade Xiao Xianmo? Although he has been in Bianliang for more than ten days, his civil and military playfulness have been fully visible. We have all experienced the Yanyun war and know that the army that can fight in the Song Dynasty has withered, and the rise of NV is eyeing them! At this moment, it is Xiao Xianmo who has the opportunity to do something and is working hard to serve the court. How can he sit in this manor? We, the generals who were sent by Xiao Xianmo, are also watching!"

Fang Teng smiled and looked at Xiao Yan. Xiao Yan waved his hand indifferently: "Eating is bigger than the sky, and you will talk after eating! Today, you are the J generation. Otherwise, you really think that Mr. Xiao accepted his fate and became an leisurely sabre in Bianliang City...... I have never forgotten anything I promised to you!"
Chapter completed!