Colorful flags are displayed by the Weishui River, and the hawkers who carry the carts on their shoulders or stop or walk back and forth to sell, and from time to time there are little maids running around. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

“... Two servings of rice... Fill it up. ”

“.. Pear strips... Don't have dried pears... Don't take it wrong.."

The little girls are chattering and holding all kinds of fruits and drilling, and the girls who don't have to wait gather in front of the merchant's stall to pick up beads and silks, the things here are not necessarily better than those at home, but the picture is a lively and fresh.

Some little girls squatted in the shade and played, kicking the shuttlecock and catching the sheep and kidnapping, you won me, I won you, you played Lai Yingsheng Yanyu, and there were many idlers gathered around to point and laugh at the women, but in view of the fact that each family had a family eyeing each other, they did not behave too much.

It's as lively as a temple fair.

From time to time, there was a shouting and cheering in the bustle, which reminded people of one thing.

“... Kemari race, how do you win or lose?" the vendors asked.

The girls with their heads down and focused on picking responded vaguely.

“... Is this silk flower still red, Keju Sai? It's pretty good," they said.

The hawkers know that they asked the wrong person, these girls are not here to see Keju at all, just to have fun, this kind of Keju is not as interesting as Bai Ju, everyone look at the teenagers to see the scenery to eat and drink, as for Keju, in the end, know who loses and who wins the final result.

The children were not interested in this, and the men were not much interested, since this was a social event, then for the adults, the focus was naturally on socialization, the men talked to each other according to the distance and proximity, the parents talked with the prefect about the civil affairs of the prefecture and even talked about poetry and articles, and the women whispered about family affairs and talked about innocuous but not negligible gossip, and only occasionally glanced at the field and did not see the eyes.

Compared to these adults, the girls under the shed are much better, and they all pay attention to the game, although the focus is ......

“.. Ahhh

“... What's good, you're blind, it's obviously Young Master Meng Mei who is holding the ball..."

“... You are blind, it is Young Master Wen who passed the juju to Du Mengmei. ”

The dispute here has not stopped, and there has been a burst of sharp **********Young Master Yang!"

Liu Wu'er, who was originally sitting reservedly, also stood up, clenched the fan in his hand, and looked at the field a little nervously.

The young man in white shirt and green pants in the field was rushing in one direction like water, and among them, Liu Chunyang was running with a bow, like a sharp arrow cutting through the barrier of the young man in red shirt and black pants.

With the screams of the girls, Liu Chunyang raised his foot before Guo Zi'an collided with him, and fell into the bamboo gate like a meteor.

Silk flowers were dancing all over the field.

Guo Bao'er, who had already rushed out of the color shed and stood in front of him to watch, kicked his foot on the ground fiercely, and grabbed the petals that fell on his head.

"What are you doing, what are you throwing around. She scolded angrily.

The girls behind him pouted and ignored them.

"Bao'er, it seems that Changle Club is going to lose this time. Qin Sulan covered the sunlight with a fan and said with a sigh.

Guo Baoer flicked her sleeves and walked back to her seat.

"It's stupid, it's not as good as me. She complained.

"I can't say that. Qin Sulan followed her, while lowering her voice, "I heard that the Wuling Society specially invited a famous teacher." ”

Teacher?

As Liu Chunyang bowed into the bamboo gate, the two teenagers standing on the side stomped their feet and cursed a few dirty words.

Xue Qing was still sitting on the bench, squinting to see the number on the sidelines of the middle of the field changing again, the red character of Changle Society on the wide black wooden board remained six, while the white character of Wuling Society increased to eight.

"Don't worry, you can catch up. Xue Qing said, "The gap is not widening, it is gradually approaching, and we are playing very steadily." ”

The teenagers looked at the field and saw that Zhang Liantang and the others, who had started running again, looked calm, and even Guo Zi'an, who had always lost his temper, was not annoyed, but was running more energetically, and everyone gestured to encourage each other.

One teenager nodded, but the other frowned slightly.

"We've made a lot of progress, but I think the way Wuling Club plays is different. He said.

Xue Qing hadn't watched their previous matches, so he didn't understand the difference.

"They played somewhat... There is no order. The boy explained.

Out of order?

Xue Qing stared intently at the field.

In the field, the teenagers of the Changle Club controlled the ball, and walked towards the bamboo gate of the Wuling Society without hurrying or slowing, and the teenagers of the Wuling Club chased very closely, but the ball was always stable at the feet of the Changle Society, and Chu Minghui even kicked a delicate over-the-shoulder.

Although it is a pair of fights, there is no need to be as varied as the white fighting, but there are some skills that everyone still has, adding luster to this collective skill.

This action caused the women in the shed to scream and cheer, and the idlers and vendors around also applauded.... It's rare to see these embellishments, and I'm a little interested.

"Bao'er Bao'er, I will definitely be able to enter this time. Qin Sulan patted Guo Bao'er with a fan and shouted.

Guo Baoer impatiently pushed away her fan, but her eyes did not leave the field, with a little nervousness, and her mouth was thinking.

One more goal is even closer...

Chu Minghui kicked out the well-made leather ball, and Guo Zi'an in front of him caught the ball through a young man from Wuling Society who was blocking him, and immediately accelerated and rushed forward.

He was big and strong, and his speed was fast, and a young man who was blocking him head-on was knocked away and watched him helplessly as he walked forward.

Zhang Liantang and others hurriedly surrounded and stepped forward to follow.

"Entered, entered. ”

The two substitute teenagers who had never sat down on the side of the bench shouted excitedly, Xue Qing squinted slightly and seemed to look at Guo Zi'an, but his eyes swept across the audience, and suddenly saw the young man named Liu Chunyang raise his hand and make a gesture.

Well?

Xue Qing sat up straight, and saw a green shadow flashing behind Guo Zi'an, and then Guo Zi'an moved forward, because of the speed and surprise, he actually turned over twice before lying on the ground, and the ball had already rolled to the side.

There were exclamations from the sidelines, and many people stood up.

Ho, Xue Qing said in his heart.

This change made the teenagers running in the field stop, and the teenagers who were substituted on the sidelines changed their faces and rushed forward, and the women in the colorful shed also got up.

"Brother!" Guo Bao'er also rushed out.

The two sisters of the Qin family hesitated for a moment to follow.

"What's wrong?"

The men and women who were laughing and chatting in the colorful shed also noticed that something was wrong, and they all looked over.

The teenagers in the field had already surrounded Guo Zi'an, and they also surrounded the young man of the Wuling Society, but the teenagers of the Wuling Society also surrounded their own people, and the teenagers confronted each other in the field.

"You trip!"

"Beat him!"

The teenagers of the Changle Club shouted angrily, and Chu Minghui even grabbed his sleeves and waved his fist.

Liu Chunyang stood up to block him, his gaze condescending.

"What's the stumbling man?" he said, "it's a scramble... It was he himself who accidentally fell. ”

These words made the teenagers of the Changle Club in an uproar.

Guo Zi'an was not lightly injured, and he couldn't get up holding his ankles.

"Young Master Chunyang!" Zhang Shuangtong raised his eyebrows, "It's too unbearable." ”

Liu Chunyang's expression was still arrogant and disdainful.

"Do you still want to talk about Sven on the Keju field?" he said, "Then why don't you go and play for nothing." ”

Zhang Shuangtong wanted to say something, but Zhang Liantang stopped him.

"Chunyang, there are always rules that there is no way to play. He said.

Liu Chunyang sighed.

"Young Master Liantang, don't forget the origin of Keju. He said.

Zhang Liantang's face changed slightly.

.......

"What's wrong?"

Governor Li asked under the color shed.

The servant who had gone to inquire had already entered, and was whispering a few words to a man in his forties, who smiled.

"It doesn't matter. He turned to the prefect and said, "There was a boy who grabbed the ball and fell." ”

His words fell, and a man in a brocade robe next to him sighed.

"Liu Sanye, you heard it wrong, this is not a ball grabbing and falling, this is a tripping violation. He smirked, and beside him stood a servant who had just finished whispering.

was called Liu Sanye, and his expression remained unchanged when he heard this sarcasm.

"Brother Chu Ming. He said kindly, "You can't say that you are in violation of the law because you fall, even if there is a collision between the two, it is inevitable, and it should be." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the prefect again.

"Lord Fuzun must also know that this pair of juju originally originated in the army, and it is also one of the means of training, what is needed is the confrontation skills between soldiers, since it is a confrontation, how can there be any rules that should not be used..."

"Although he is not a soldier, how can a young man be afraid of falling and being injured when he competes for winning or losing? ”

When it comes to men's blood, it is the mother-in-law and mother who are arguing, and the other people who were originally going to speak hesitated and stopped talking.

Governor Li looked at Liu Sanye and sighed.

"So," he said.

So there is no way.

The teenagers gathered around and confronted each other angrily were interrupted by several servants running from the sidelines.

"Lord Fuzun asked, can you continue?" they asked.

It is said to be an inquiry, but in fact, it can also be said to be conclusive.

The teenagers present all understood this meaning, the teenagers of the Changle Club looked indignant, and the teenagers of the Wuling Society were a little proud.

"Hey, do you dare to compare?" Liu Chunyang asked with a raised gaze, as if looking at the sky again, ".. If it's over now, I'll have to go to the Green House for dinner."

The teenagers of the Wuling Society all laughed.

"Than!" Guo Zi'an shouted on the ground, pushing away his companion who was holding him, and struggling to get up, "We're about to win, and we're going to have a treat if we win the Green Building." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to his knees again.

There is no blood on the black trousers, but there are blood dripping on the ground... The injury was not light.

Zhang Liantang frowned.

"Alright, Zi'an, you're going to go," he said.

"Then we're one less.." Guo Zi'an shouted.

In this way, there was no way, Xue Qing, who was standing behind the person, gently stroked his clothes.

"I'll do it. She said.