There are 240 lines in the east and west cities of Chang'an, and there will be one more line from now on.

The founders of this line are scary, all of them are first- and second-class bigwigs in the official residence, Sun Wuji, the eldest teacher, and then Yu Zhining, Han Ming, and Chu Suiliang.

However, the actual speaker is Li Xiao, the former corn supervisor and the founder of Lantian.

Li Xiao is planning this matter very seriously, and there must be not only landlords but also fertilizers for farming. Relying on the horse manure of Taifu Temple alone is not enough, how many horses are there in Chang'an Taifu Temple, and how many people are there in Chang'an?

The population of 480,000 is at least the population of several upper states. After eating and drinking, you have to pull the sare, how much organic fertilizer must be produced this year.

"What is this new line called? Dung rows? The eldest grandson Wuji asked with a smile. It is hard to imagine that several ministers of the first and second grades of the dynasty would actually talk about such a thing. Even if he is a minister of Zhishi, he is also a veteran of the empire.

"The dung line is not good, what we do is for environmental sanitation, I think it can be referred to as Wei Xing." Li Xiao is serious.

"Wei Xing is better than dung walking, although dung walking is more direct. Then San Lang, you will be the first head of this Wei Xing. ”

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After chatting for a long time, the eldest grandson Wuji and they were a little bored.

"Let's go, let's play!"

The eldest grandson Wuji shouted at Li Xiao, "I lost you by two shots yesterday, and I must kill you today." ”

Li Xiao laughed, "Taishi, yesterday I deliberately released water to give you a few points, you really think that is all the strength of so-and-so." It's good that you're confident, but if you're overconfident, you're a bit out of your mind. ”

"Don't be rampant, boy, you were just a fluke yesterday, and today I will fight with you for 300 rounds to decide the winner!"

"War is war, the spring breeze blows the war drums, who is afraid of whom!" Li Xiao rolled up his sleeves and left.

As soon as Chu Suiliang, Yu Zhining, and Han Ying heard that they were playing, they all put down what they were doing and got up and walked together.

In the mountain behind Lijiazhuang, there is a hillside wasteland, because of the many stones that have been barren. Li Xiao had nothing to do before, and originally planned to build a polo court here, and also play polo in a fashionable way. In the end, it turned out that he was really not this material.

Polo is too intense and too dangerous, and after falling from the horse a few times, Li Xiao doesn't want to play anymore. Later, he thought that it would be too intense right away, so he changed to play.

So he also deliberately got a few sets of rattan helmets, face shields and body shields, and prepared to change the polo into a foot football.

It's a pity that this change, although I don't ride a horse anymore, it's just as dangerous. Tang people love to play, and they are also used to the ferocious scramble of polo, not riding horses or holding sticks, but they are not fatal to fight, even if they are wearing protective gear, every time they hit with a bang.

After Li Xiao was stacked a few times, he didn't want to play anymore.

So he switched to playing football, but football is not good at ball, this thing is tiring to run, and he will be hit by people and pounced, and even have a lack of heart to sweep his legs with him.

Later, Li Xiao changed the rules and changed to play handball, but the effect was not ideal.

was ruthless, and Li Xiao finally changed the ball to a small white ball.

It doesn't have to be a direct physical confrontation, but it is very similar to polo, hitting the ball with a stick, but the goal is scored instead of hitting the rabbit hole.

This is similar to the horse ball is a batting sport, but it is no longer a direct confrontation, but a non-confrontational game in which the ball is hit sequentially, and the hole is hit instead of the goal.

In this way, Li Xiao found that it was very suitable for him, he didn't have to bump around, and he didn't have to play with a horse, but he could still swing the moon staff and hit the ball for fun.

He also followed the golf style of later generations, and slightly tidied up this hillside to make a green-like course, which is still an eighteen holes.

Li Xiao played it a few times and liked it very much, and even Li Jiazhuang liked this game. No need to scramble in the sweat, no need to run desperately, easy, very leisurely swing and hit, and play while walking, how good.

Even the pregnant Wanniang can swing a few strokes, and the little lady Zhen'er also likes to play two games if she has nothing to do.

After the eldest grandson Wuji moved to the side to be a neighbor, he saw Li Xiao playing with a small ball, and at first he ridiculed Li Xiao for being bloodless and playing this kind of non-confrontational play.

But after he tried it once, he completely fell in love with the sport.

The eldest grandson Wuji was also a fan of polo when he was young, and often played polo. Later, he became a minister with Taizong, and often played with Emperor Taizong, who also liked polo.

He's very good at the game.

It's just that now that he's older, he's fatter, and it's okay to ride a horse, and he can't keep up with the rhythm of playing on horseback.

If you can't run, you can't fight, and playing polo is meaningless.

Now the eldest grandson Wuji has a team in his house, and he often pulls it out to compete with other noble teams, but he can only watch and command on the field, and he can no longer play.

But on the green course of the Li family, the feeling of hitting the ball with an easy swing of the cane has returned, and every time the cane hits the ball hard, the moment watching the ball fly into the distance, not to mention how happy it is in my heart.

It seems that with that blow, the whole person is much younger.

The eldest grandson Wuji liked this kind of batting, and he thought that the name of the little white ball taken by Li Xiao was ugly, so he deliberately named it Bu Shot, and also took the alias of a hammer pill.

Foot shot means to take a shot down, while Hammer Pill is more likely.

Although there is no direct confrontation with Hammer Pill, you can hit the ball in turn, and the stroke ratio is just as interesting, and it is a test of strength like playing chess.

The eldest grandson and Li Xiao, one is a former polo master, but now he is old and fat, and he can no longer ride a horse on the polo field. And one is that he can't ride a horse or play polo, but he used to be a caddie on the golf course and picked up the ball, and his batting level is still not bad.

The eldest grandson Wuji often compares with Li Xiao, but every time he is a few strokes behind Li Xiao, every time he is a little bit worse, which makes the eldest grandson very unconvinced.

Every time I come to Lijiazhuang, I have to compete with Li Xiao for a few rounds.

Yu Zhining and a group of other old cadres also fell in love with this sport after playing this hammer pill under the recommendation of the eldest grandson Wuji.

When they are old and can no longer play polo, this new style of play is perfect for them old men.

Recently, Li Xiao has also introduced a new team competition in terms of single play, with four players playing against four people. This kind of fight is more varied than a single-player match.

There are two ways to play the four-player four-ball team competition and the four-player two-ball competition, and the four-player four-ball is played against each other in a group of two, and then the winner is decided by the better score of the single hole. For example, A kicks off first, and then B plays the second shot, so the tacit understanding and cooperation between the two are more important.

"Fetch the old man's moon scepter!" The eldest grandson is unscrupulous.

Chu Suiliang also shouted at his entourage in the distance, "Bring the old man's new corner kick, I will kill him today!" ”

The balls are usually made of wood and painted white, similar to polo.

But today, Chu Suiliang took out a special ball, made of horn bones, the surface of the ball is uneven and has small particles, the ball is heavy and durable, and the flight is more stable.

"How are you going to fight today? Is it a four-player confrontation, or a one-man comparison? ”

The eldest grandson Wuji preemptively said, "Let's have a single game first, and the old man will have a game with you first." ”

"Is that a stroke or a hole?" Li Xiao asked with a smile.

As the inventor of Hammer Pill, of course, he also formulated the rules of the game, Li Xiao likes to formulate the rules of the game the most, and he can customize the appropriate rules for himself.

The matches on the Lee Family Stadium are divided into a four-person team competition and a singles competition.

There are also stroke play and match play in singles, which are generally based on stroke play, but there are also rules for match play, and the fun of playing is different depending on the rules.

But no matter which way to play, the eldest grandson Wuji is not Li Xiao's opponent.

The so-called stroke ratio is to accumulate the number of strokes in each hole, and after playing 18 holes, add up all the strokes, and the one with the lowest total score wins.

Match play, on the other hand, is also based on the number of strokes, but the difference is that match play is based on the number of strokes for each hole, and then the result is determined by the cumulative number of winning and losing holes.

If you win more holes, you will naturally be the winner.

This style of play, compared to the ratio of strokes, which is very important for every shot, is not so hard.

"Match hole!" The eldest grandson Wuji hesitated, and finally said the word bidong. Competing for strokes, he fell down every time, especially a few holes, the terrain was too poor, it was difficult for him to score there every time, and he had to play multiple strokes at a time.

If it is changed to match play, then even if he loses those holes, he will still have a chance to win Li Xiao if he wins the other holes.

"Bidong, Taishi, you are cowardly and unconfident. You have already lost before the battle, and it seems that you will have to lose again today. Li Xiao said with a smile.

"Ten holes, do you dare to bet?" Eldest Sun Wuji shouted as he waved the crescent scepter in his hand.

"Oh, Master, gambling is not good."

"Don't talk nonsense, just say whether you dare to bet!"

"Taishi, are you sure you really want to gamble, ten holes? You know, there are a total of 18 holes on this course, if you lose all 18 holes this time, then you will have to lose me 180 holes, this is not a small amount of money, you can sell 30 big cows! Li Xiao had an underwhelming expression.

"It's just one hundred and eighty times, it's a small thing, the old man doesn't have anything else, it's just a lot of money." The eldest grandson has lost countless times under Li Xiao, and he has never won once, but he loses so many strokes and holes every time, and he is unwilling.

"Since the Taishi wants to send some money to the juniors, the juniors will be disrespectful, come on, bring a certain club!" Li Xiaogao shouted.

Immediately, Li Xiao's caddie appeared with a big cowhide bag on his back.

Compared with the eldest grandson, who only has one club, Li Xiao's caddie carries a large bag of clubs.

And these clubs are of different heights, even wooden and iron.

The bag was opened, and the cue was swinging to that side, and the cue that was swinging out of this word immediately made the eldest grandson Wuji's face tense, the damn thief, he actually came prepared.

Li Xiao smiled and took out a few more balls, small white balls, but obviously also balls.

"Master, please first!" Li Xiao said.

The eldest grandson felt that he had been cheated by Li Xiao, but the loser couldn't lose, so he gritted his teeth and walked up to kick off with his new club.