Thirty-six paused slightly: "I know, the gathering of commercial buildings in gambling is the property of the king of Chu, but the king of Chu is behind the scenes......"

Meaning, this Zhu Long is the white glove of the King of Chu?!

Xin Xi feels very interesting, if he offends the white gloves, he will basically offend the big guy behind the white gloves.

In other words, it is very likely that he has already offended the King of Chu?!

Now that you have become an enemy, it is very necessary to understand the enemy.

"Uh...... Thirty-six, tell me who the king of Chu is...... Try to be as detailed as possible...... "Xin Xi said this very unconfidently, after all, as a native of Bianliang, he didn't even know about a big man like King Chu, which was indeed a little embarrassing.

"The name of the king of Chu is Zhao Zongfu, he is the grandson of Zhao Yuanfen, the king of Shang, since the death of the king of Shang, among the many descendants of the king of Shang, only the king of Chu and the current crown prince Zhao Shu remain in Beijing and still hold real power, and the king of Chu took over the business building of the king of Shang." Thirty-six said with a glance, and when he said the three words of the crown prince, he couldn't help but pause, with a strange expression on his face.

It's really embarrassing that the identity of this crown prince is a little embarrassing.

Although Xin Xi only had a cursory understanding of the Northern Song Dynasty, because the deeds of the crown prince were particularly interesting, he still knew about it, and even used this kind of anecdote to amuse his sister at the beginning.

If memory serves, the crown prince is Zhao Shu of Song Yingzong, who succeeded him after Renzong's death in March.

The reason why his identity is embarrassing is that he has been the crown prince several times.

Zhao Shu was the thirteenth son of Zhao Yunrang, the king of Pu, the grandson of Zhao Yuanfen, the king of Shang, when the son of Song Renzong died early, and the emperor had no queen, so he passed the young Zhao Shu (at that time was still called Zhao Zongshi, strange to say, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, several times changed their names) to the name of Renzong, as a prince, raised by Empress Cao.

But two years later, Song Renzong suddenly had a son, so the crown prince Zhao Zongshi was kicked out of the palace. A few years later, Song Renzong's son died again, and Zhao Zongshi was taken back to the palace as a prince.

Then, last year, that is, in September of the seventh year of Jiayou, Zhao Zongshi was once again designated as the crown prince and changed his name to Zhao Shu.

As a result, Zhao Shu probably felt a little embarrassed to be rushed around, although he was officially designated as the crown prince, but he just didn't move to the palace, and said: "My crown prince can't be taken seriously, when Your Majesty has a parent, I will give up the position of prince." ”

Therefore, His Majesty the Crown Prince is still staying in King Pu's Mansion now, and even after Renzong died, he was reluctant to enter the palace to be the emperor, and it is estimated that the psychological shadow area is a bit huge...... In the end, he was fooled into by Han Qi, Ouyang Xiu and others.

Thinking of Emperor Yingzong's twists and turns on the road to the crown prince, Xin Xi couldn't help laughing.

Smiling and smiling, Xin Xi's expression froze, his eyes slowly widened, and after a long time, he asked uncertainly: "It means that this King of Chu is the brother of the crown prince?" Is it the brother of the future emperor?! ”

Thirty-six nodded silently.

Nima!

Xin Zhen almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

It shouldn't have gotten to the point of offending, right?

Or, should I take some time to visit His Royal Highness the King of Chu?!

But what is the hard work? Why did you visit the King of Chu?

Use one's noodle!

It can only be that the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and the big deal is to learn from Song Jiang to rebel!

Doesn't that seem to be the same way? If you want to be an official, kill people and set fires!

It's a pity that after Song Jiang was recruited, it didn't take long for him to be killed, and this road was ...... Too dangerous!

Moreover, rebellion is relatively simple and difficult to do. First of all, you have to have a lot of money......

Well, even this first one can't be satisfied for the time being, and the rest doesn't need to be thought about.

Just when Xin Zhen was looking sad, Liu San'er and Wednesday Lang came over.

"Eleven Lang!" The two of them saluted respectfully, and their faces were filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"What? How many tickets were charged? Xin Xi smiled indifferently and asked.

Liu San'er stretched out his two hands and gestured, and at the same time said excitedly: "A full ten dollars!" ”

Ten pieces of money?!

Xin Xi was a little surprised, there were only about five or six hundred people in the audience, and at most he could receive six yuan of money.

"How did you get here?" Xin Xi's face was a little ugly, if Liu San'er and the others raised the ticket price without authorization, he didn't mind letting the two of them understand how important the word obedient was!

Tickets have to be cheap enough to really make football a mass thing!

Wednesday Lang laughed and said: "Originally, I could only have six yuan at most, but later, there were a few Yanei, and I had to pay a high price to buy a position with a wide horizon in front of me......"

Isn't this a VIP seat?!

Xin Zhen was stunned!

He didn't even think of this method of collecting money, but the people of the Northern Song Dynasty actually made out the VIP seats by themselves!

Xin Zhen grinned: "Okay, remember, starting from tomorrow's game, we will set up VIP seats!" Ordinary tickets are still 10 yuan a piece, and VIP tickets range from 500 yuan to 500 yuan. ”

"Five-run money?!"

"A ticket?!"

Liu San'er and Zhou Laosan exclaimed in surprise: "Who would pay five hundred times the price for a position?!" ”

Xin Xi smiled faintly: "The VIP seat is definitely not just a location, at present, there are only four VIP seats, and each VIP seat is equipped with a person to explain football, this is the initial appearance, and when you make money in the future, you can build it well, it is best to build a small bird's nest, and then build a bunch of private rooms......"

Nest? Private rooms?

The people around him were all baffled by the pile of fresh words of Xin Zhen, one by two, all of them were stunned as if they were listening to the book of heaven.

"Eleven Lang, a small bird's nest is a small bird's nest?" Liu San'er asked with some uncertainty.

"Forehead......" Xin Xi paused slightly, only then did he realize that he was immersed in his imagination, as if he had said something that should not be said.

"You don't understand this, but you'll know it then." After saying this sentence with a straight face, Xin Xi continued: "Okay, take your people and continue to spread all over the city!" I hope that tomorrow's game will be attended by 1,000 people! ”

"Yes!" A few people agreed with a question mark in their heads, turned around and continued to promote.

The streets and alleys are full of hooligans playing football, from time to time they rush into crowded wine shops, push away the storyteller, and immediately say a lot of specific things about the football ring game, not to mention the praise of Xin Zhen, the originator.

With that, he left a bunch of stunned guests and turned to run towards the next place where the crowd gathered.

And the guests also firmly remembered the football tour and the originator of football who was described as smart as an immortal - Xin Shiyi!

Even, Liu San'er, this guy, got on the oil wall car directly, and as soon as the car started, he started the commentary of the football tour game.

I didn't expect this to work, and it worked very well, so the hooligans followed suit.

After doing it, the driver of the oil-walled car saw Liu San'er and other hooligan-like people from a distance, and regardless of whether there was someone in the car or not, he immediately drove the horse to change places......

Walking on the road, you can hear others discussing football everywhere, discussing Xin Zhen, the person who invented football.

However, no one knew that one of the two teenagers who walked past them was the originator of football that made them curious and even admired.

When I got home, Xiang'er was standing at the door.

From a long distance, Xiang'er shouted loudly: "Eleven Lang, the patriarch has been here, and after he asks you to come back, I will go to his house!" ”

Patriarch?!

What is he looking for me for?!