Chapter Twenty-Seven: A Master
"Father, seeing that your longevity is imminent, the son wanted to surprise you on your birthday, but it's not right to think about it, the father and the emperor see thousands of miles, work day and night on state affairs, and be a son, and don't help the father and emperor to share, it is absolutely undeserved, how can you bother the father with these side things? Therefore, I hereby make it clear to my father in advance..."
Zhao Yu knelt on the ground in an orderly manner, and told the emperor's father about his formation of a football league.
Once people make it a habit to be shameless, they will not feel excessive if they say anything disgusting.
Liang Shicheng on the side was a chill, why didn't he find this kid so shameless before? This sycophant is so seamless, I'm going to bow down...
Emperor Huizong Zhao Ji was also a dragon-faced Dayue, smiled and nodded: "It's rare that you have this filial piety, I am very relieved, get up and talk back!" By the way, what do you mean by saying that there will be silver income? ”
"That's the case, Erchen found that although his father was rich all over the world, he had been practicing what he had been doing, silently setting an example for the people of the world, eating vegetarian clothes every day, being diligent and thrifty, and the rich people were suffering from themselves, and the sons saw it in their eyes, hurt in their hearts, and kept thinking about how to share their worries for their father..."
Speaking of emotion, Zhao Yu was about to move himself to tears.
"After the son found that the officials and the people like to juju, he had a whim, if some juju masters are called to compete with each other, it will inevitably attract a large number of people to watch, with the scale of 10,000 people, the cost of onlookers ranges from 100 to a few taels of silver, each game will have nearly 10,000 taels of silver, throw away the expenses, you can also net 5,000 taels, six games a month, that is, 30,000 taels of silver, the son will all these silver into the father's inner treasury, will be able to alleviate the father's impatience, but also ask the father to allow"
It's so shameless, in the past, Liang Shicheng always felt that his kung fu was okay, and it wasn't until today that he found out that His Royal Highness King Yiwang, who is usually inconspicuous, is the real master in the sycophant world...
Will Emperor Huizong be diligent and thrifty? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning when you say such things? But look at His Royal Highness King Yi, when he said this, it was a big radish face, not red or white, high! It's really high!
Everyone loves to hear good words, especially when these words come from the mouth of a young son, which makes Zhao Ji's big snot bubble almost unhappy.
This kid is good, has filial piety, has the ability, and can be cultivated well...
Thinking about it, his face couldn't show it, and he feigned anger: "At your age, it's time to study more and increase your knowledge, don't fall into the side because of filial piety, and don't follow these things in the future."
Liang Shicheng knew Zhao Ji best, and when he heard Zhao Ji's tone, he immediately knew that it was going to be bad, and immediately said with pity: "Your Majesty, the old slave heard that what kind of football club in the world was made up by some Jiangyang thief and thief, and His Royal Highness King Yi is mixed with these people, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?" ”
Liang Shiwei wanted to talk about Brother Xiao Yan, if Zhao Yu was not present, he would definitely report Brother Xiao Yan's name, but now that Zhao Yu is here, if he says so, he is openly provoking Zhao Yu.
Others don't say it, one Empress Zheng is enough for Liang Shicheng to have a headache, not to mention Cai Jing and others, now is not the time to tear his face.
Although Zhao Ji doesn't care about the government, he still knows some rumors in the market, and when he heard Liang Shicheng say this, he couldn't help but look at his son with doubtful eyes, obviously wanting to hear a satisfactory answer.
I saw Zhao Yu smile slightly, and said: "The Great Song Dynasty is the world, Lang Lang Qiankun, under the governance of my father, Bianliang City has not closed its doors at night, and the road is not forgotten, so what are the Jiangyang thieves?" When Lord Liang said this, is he insinuating that the capital is not safe? In addition, as a prince, how can Xiao Wang mix with those mercenary businessmen? ”
Speaking of this, he turned to the emperor's father, and continued: "Father, these things are actually handled by a former disciple of Erchen, and Erchen has also entrusted Lord Li Yan to assist him, and his father only needs to invite Lord Li to ask."
I wanted to give Zhao Yu eye medicine, but I didn't want to be beaten by Zhao Yu, saying that the capital was not safe, wouldn't it be saying that the emperor was incompetent? Frightened, Liang Shicheng hurriedly knelt down and pleaded guilty, he already felt that although the emperor didn't say anything, his face was already obviously unhappy.
"The old slave doesn't dare, Your Majesty forgives you!"
"You don't want to participate in this matter in the future, I will let Li Yan form a team to participate in the forbidden middle school, it is rare for Yu'er to have this filial piety, and other princes should also learn from him."
The amount of information in Emperor Huizong's words is large enough, Li Yan formed a team to compete, doesn't that mean that he will be marginalized? Let the other princes learn from Zhao Yan, who are the other princes referring to?
For a while, Liang Shicheng couldn't help but be secretly frightened, and for the first time, he really appreciated the menacing threat from Zhao Yu's harmless smile...
"Kicking the three mountains and five mountains, shaking the eight wildernesses of Kyushu" and criticizing the "world football", above the plaque, a huge eagle spreads its wings and flutters in the wind.
This is the face of the World Football Club, exquisite and atmospheric, looking at it from a distance, it makes people feel a sense of admiration.
The surrounding wall is still under construction, after the overall completion, it can roughly accommodate more than 15,000 spectators, the drawings are Zhao Yu personally followed the finalization, basically copied the layout of the football stadium in later generations.
It is no exaggeration to say that after the completion of this place, it will be a standard building in Bianliang City.
It's just that such a huge project will definitely not be completed this year, so now the main thing to build is the main body and the competition venue, and the peripheral walls and audience seats can only be built temporarily.
There is a row of buildings under the review stand, where Zhao Yu and his subordinates rest and work, and it is currently where Zhao Yu's headquarters is located.
After fooling the emperor's father, Zhao Yu came and went here even more unscrupulously, and he couldn't do it if he didn't come, because there were too many things that he needed to finalize.
However, Zhao Yu still maintained his previous style of dealing with those people on the road, that is, playing mysterious, except for a few subordinates, no one else was seen at all.
Now there is an endless stream of teams coming to sign up for the competition every day, and even teams from other state capitals are also coming.
Such a large-scale competition, of course, is not something that any team can participate in, and the pre-game selection is completed by Liu Heizi with a few Keju masters.
In order to maximize the benefits, there will be 36 teams participating in the final competition, and now more than 100 teams have signed up...
It's funny to say, I guess I feel that this thing can make money, and there are rich businessmen who also want to have a juju game, but soon the stadium was smashed, and even the organizers were invited to Kaifeng Mansion for tea, the crime of being unsightly and discrediting the image of the capital...
The wisdom of the ancestors is infinite, and the noise of construction outside cannot be transmitted to the public house specially made for Zhao Yu at all, and I don't know how to achieve such a good sound insulation effect.
Zhao Yu stood in front of a huge map of Bianliang City, this map and the eagle flag were all from the hand of the painter he dug up from Kaifeng Mansion, especially this map, which was completed by the painter for half a month.
Behind Zhao Yu, Boss Jiang looked up at the map with a look of amazement, the most important thing in the Great Song Dynasty was paintings, but there had never been such a beautiful topographic map.
To be honest, Zhao Yu was not very satisfied, not dissatisfied with the painter's workmanship, but the gap between the map and the map he imagined.
But then again, there are no references at all, so it's okay to be able to draw a map like this in such a short period of time.
"You said that the people from the Jiangnan Cao Gang came to look for you?"
"Exactly, but the villain doesn't think these people are like ordinary gang members"
After listening to Zhao Yu's question, Boss Jiang hurriedly retracted his thoughts and replied respectfully...