[There was no update last night for personal reasons.,I'm sorry here.,This is to make up for yesterday's share.,There are two more in the evening.] 】

"Ball game? Is it Yukun, the one you're going to do in the sanatorium tomorrow afternoon? ”

Regarding Han Gang's plan for tomorrow, Gao Zunyu has already heard about it. Guwei City is not big, it is not necessary to go around the city wall for half an hour, and it only takes half a day for small things such as husband and wife quarrels to spread. It's just that he didn't expect Han Gang to come and invite him.

"It's also good neighborliness, it doesn't matter who wins or loses, I just hope they can put the strength of the fight on the ball game."

"Yukun, you really have a lot to worry about...... Well, I'll just go tomorrow. ”

The sanatorium is Han Gang's territory, as long as he doesn't violate the king's law, he has no problem doing whatever he wants, and Gao Zunyu will not interfere. However, Han Gang also came over and invited him to watch the game in person, which made Gao Zunyu, who was now in charge of the operation of the pacification department, very disapproving.

Han Gang held a ball game in the sanatorium, and Gao Zunyu felt that he was not doing his job at all. If playing a game of football can solve the contradiction between the Tibetan and Han people, what should the Tang Dynasty say after fighting with the Tibetan people for so many years?

Gao Zunyu doesn't like to watch the lively temperament, in his eyes Keju is just a hundred plays, every festival festival, you can see a group of soldiers in the palace who play football on the field to perform footwork. And the level of those soldiers is like a fish maw glue, they can almost stick the ball to their bodies and kick wherever they want. I have watched the highest level of competition in the world, how could Gao Zunyu be interested in low-level competitions, but Han Gang couldn't help but give face, but he agreed without saying a word.

Han Gang thanked Gao Zunyu and left. A cronie who had been listening to the audit said to Gao Zunyu: "The Tubo people don't play football, Han Yukun let them play, I'm afraid it will make a joke." ”

"It's okay to laugh, it's also a shame for Han Gang to lose face. I'll go and have a show tomorrow, and I'll be idle if I'm idle. ”

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The winter solstice of Xining's third year is a very ordinary day for Lu Ping. They have grown to their twenties, and the winter solstice every year is a trick, changing into new clothes, eating and drinking, and that's it. It's not a child, and it's long since I lost my senseless expectations for the festival. Even if you're going to participate in a Kemari tournament today, it's the same.

For Lu Ping, who once participated in the Qiyun Club [Note 1] in Qinzhou, playing a game is nothing, since he was fifteen years old, he has not played a game during the holidays. Even if the rules this time are completely different from what he is used to, as long as he still kicks with his feet, Lu Ping, who has been the head of Qiyun Club for three years, will never lose to anyone.

Lu Ping was originally a patient in internal medicine, but because he ate unclean mutton, he was sent to a sanatorium with several Paize brothers from the same team a few days ago. After a few days of recuperation, the group of people with food poisoning were discharged from the hospital one after another, and Lu Ping was left behind because he had eaten the most.

was supposed to be discharged from the hospital two days ago, but he didn't fit in and fought with the Tubo people in the hospital. No one can remember the cause of the incident, but Lu Ping's transformation from internal injuries to external injuries was real, and in the midst of a whirlpool, turning a little quarrel into a group that swept the whole hospital, he was knocked out of the head with a stick, and as soon as he left the internal medicine department, he was sent to surgery again.

Because of the wound on his head, Lupin's hair was shaved clean, and a long strip of fine linen covered with the plaster that had closed the wound was wrapped around his head. Touching the head that was bare, the scalp of the green stubble made a rustling sound. Lu Ping is nearly seven feet tall, and his appearance is evil, and there is a scar dragged down from the corner of his left eye, which is hideous and terrifying, at first glance he looks like a fake monk who does not know how to eat fasting and recite Buddha, and only loves to kill people and set fires.

After changing his jersey and shoes, Lu Ping stood with his teammates today, a total of ten people, half Fan, half Han. Just wearing the same red robe blurs the differences between different ethnic groups.

The standard Keju team is a 16-person team, led by a captain called the 'ball head', and consists of stilts, positive coercion, head coercion, pole net and other positions. However, this kind of preparation is for single-goal games, and the game organized this time is the more popular double goal in the Tang Dynasty - here the goal is called the Ju Room - and therefore, the establishment and rules are completely different from what Lu Ping is used to.

Each team is divided into teams according to different patterns of clothes, and often embroidered tattoos on the clothes, dressed up in flowers. It's just that the two teams that played today didn't have time to prepare suitable uniforms because they were both rushing ducks to the shelves. It is only divided into red and brown, the internal medicine team wears brown clothes, and Lu Ping's surgery department is red clothes. There are also people dressed in black, but there is only one person, with a bamboo pipe in his mouth, and if he looks closely, it is a wooden flute.

Lu Pintan stepped on the ground of the pitch, and the boots on his feet were his special sneakers for the competition. The Guwei Sanatorium was originally a military camp renovation, with a small school field attached to the outside, and it was a good court when it was leveled. He heard an introduction to the rules from Zhu Zhong yesterday, and when he looked at the court today, it was indeed completely different from the court he had in the past. The field drawn with lime lines is more than 30 zhang long and 156 zhang wide, and there is a wooden frame goal on each side.

'Just kick it in the frame...... Rupin looked at the goal not far away, full of confidence. With his footwork, the goal is more than six feet tall and nearly two feet wide compared to kicking the ball into the Merry Eye, which is only two feet square.

There was still some time before the start of the game, but there were already many spectators in the open space around the stadium. The news of the game had already spread, and from early in the morning, someone had been guarding the gate of the courtyard. When the time for the opening of the curfew arrived, the door was opened, and the audience who came to the audience this time poured in in an endless stream, and there were thousands of people. Although it was unable to compete with the Jinmingchi in the spring of Tokyo, more than 100,000 people came to watch the battle, but it was already a rare grand scene in Guwei.

Lu Ping is a person from all over the world, with a wide range of people and familiar people, many of whom have some friendship with him. A loud voice on the sidelines was shouting Lu Ping's name: "Lu Qi! Don't go up and don't strain, I'm betting on you! ”

Lu Ping raised his head and scolded, "Pull you bird, grandpa only has one leg left, and the thirty bonuses can't fall on others!" ”

"Seventh brother, I also suppressed your bet. Win and please drink! ”

"You don't want a bad wine spiller, at least you have to go to Jintangchun."

"Brother Lu, I haven't seen you for two days, how can I become a monk."

"After reciting the scriptures to you, grandpa will return to the vulgar."

Lu Ping is very popular, and his fame is not small, and there are many people who talk to him. It was only when he turned his head and caught a glimpse of a short man standing nearby, also wearing a red robe, that his eyes suddenly became dangerous, and the wound on his head began to ache faintly.

This Tibetan man named Ukbo was the opponent he fought with two days ago. Although it wasn't Ukebo who used the stick behind him, Lupin had already taken Ukebo hard. He had patches on his skull, and the laceration wound was said to have taken more than a dozen stitches back and forth. Although it is still unclear who exactly attacked, it is enough to know that Lu Dao is a Tubo.

Lu Ping walked to the short and sturdy Ukbero, with thirty bonuses hanging around, and he didn't want to turn his face with this man today. Lu Ping didn't look at people directly, and looked straight ahead: "Hey, don't drag grandpa back today!" ”

He knew that these Tibetan people could speak official language, and the Tibetan people who could live in the sanatorium were all the leading figures in the Tibetan tribes, and learning to understand the official language was a necessary skill for them, which was completely different from the ordinary Tibetan people who only knew how to talk to cows and sheep. But Ukbo ignored Lu Ping, clasped his hands together, and muttered Buddhist scriptures.

Lu Ping's face was ugly, and his hands clenched into fists intentionally or unintentionally. After a while, he let go of his hand, spat a mouthful of phlegm at Ukbo's feet, and turned to walk away.

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"Why are there so many people?"

Before entering the door, he had already heard a noisy noise, and when he officially walked into the school field, Gao Zunyu couldn't help but be surprised by the number of spectators. There were a lot of people around the stadium, not to mention two or three thousand people, and almost half of the people from Guwei Village had arrived.

This is the first time that Guwei Sanatorium has held a competition, and the news only came out two days ago, and it was really unexpected that so many people gathered to watch the game at once.

The smile on the face of Han Gang, who was accompanying him, seemed to say that everything was as expected: "It's all too idle to make trouble." There is no life in the field, the businessmen have to go home for the New Year, and the people are even more honest, and now there are people arguing on the road, and a group of people can surround them, not to mention the ball game? ”

Guwei is located in a remote area, and there are almost no recreational activities. There is no place to drink and listen to music, although there are two brothels, but they are both for the general public, and the standard inside is basically unsightly. Therefore, although this was only an internal competition in the nursing home, and the incident was rushed, it still attracted a large number of spectators.

Han Gang only planned to make a start in the sanatorium first, and after bringing the atmosphere of watching the ball game, he could promote more formal games in the city. Even if he led the army in Tuntian on the border, Han Gang did not think that his task was only to plough and fight, and culture and entertainment were also very important. The bowstring can't be tight all the time, there has to be a time to relax.

Moreover, the contradictions between the Fan and Han are sharp, and it is not beneficial to the development of the Border Pacification Division in the future. In order to resolve contradictions and disputes, it is not enough for the upper strata to suppress and co-opt, but also for the lower strata to contact their feelings, and there is nothing more suitable in this regard than cultural exchanges.

Note 1: Qiyun Society, also known as the Circle Society, the World Yuan. It originated in the Northern Song Dynasty and flourished in the Southern Song Dynasty. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Hangzhou was the main body, and it was distributed all over the country, and it was a national community organization of the Keju movement. Since the starting age of Qiyun Society cannot be determined, it is considered to have appeared in the book when Xining.