Chapter 480: Keju Competition
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"Hahahaha!" The audience was amused by Zheng Zhibao's crooked poem that didn't make sense, and they all leaned back and laughed.
It turned out that Zheng Zhibao couldn't write the word "ya", so he changed it to "tooth"; "Zhai" and "Xiao Xiao" not only can't be written, but they can't even write homophonic words, so they can only draw circles instead. I don't know if the first word "tooth" inspired him, Zheng Zhibao actually thought of eating, and then "full of warmth and silver desire", and wrote such a filthy "poem".
There is no need to compare at all, Yuan Keli immediately announced that Qi Jian won this round. In this way, both sides win two games each, and the next fifth match becomes a tiebreaker.
Zheng Zhilong had already guessed at this time that this so-called "competition" was deliberately playing tricks on himself, and the purpose was to make his family affairs unsuccessful, and he couldn't help but be furious. Although he couldn't guess why Qi Xianzong did this, he had already spent so much effort, and now he couldn't let Qi Xianzong do whatever he wanted.
Therefore, he bowed his hand to Yuan Keli and said: "Lord Governor, our Zheng family and Qi family are both martial arts families, and there are many people serving as military attachΓ©s. As the saying goes, what you do and what you shout is more important than martial arts. I don't know what the next round of competition will be, if it still has nothing to do with martial arts, the end will be a little unbearable. β
This was said quite politely, and Yuan Keli couldn't help but be faintly angry. But he has been up and down in the officialdom for decades, and he has also honed the city government very deeply, so he immediately laughed and said: "General Zheng, please rest assured, the next scene is naturally related to martial arts, and it is the most important thing, and the two of them must enter the arena at the same time and compete face-to-face." β
Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Zhibao were all satisfied when they heard this, and they thought that they were finally going to fight between the two. Although Qi Jian's marksmanship is accurate, he doesn't know martial arts at a glance, so this one is a sure win.
Especially Zheng Zhibao, he lost two battles in a row, and he lost extremely badly, and he was already holding back his anger at this time. He was silent on the surface, but he secretly had evil intentions in his heart, planning to take advantage of the opportunity to fight Qi Jianhai and flatten him, at least to make him unable to get off the ground for a few months.
Yuan Keli saw that Zheng Zhilong no longer objected, and smiled secretly in his heart, so he announced loudly: "The fifth game below is a juju!" β
"What... What the? Zheng Zhilong was taken aback, and hurriedly said, "Lord Governor, Keju is just a pastime game, what does it have to do with martial arts?" β
Yuan Keli said seriously: "Why doesn't it matter? Keju requires physical strength, and martial arts also consumes physical strength, and the two are just different paths. Besides, Keju has existed in ancient times, and it was used as a drama in the army during the Han Dynasty, which was very beneficial to the training of soldiers. In addition to individual skills, it is also necessary to test the tacit understanding of the team and the command level of the captain on the field, which is similar to the marching battle and the commander's deployment of troops! β
Zheng Zhibao grinned and said, "But Lord Governor, the last general has never played Keju!" β
He was right, because the south was mountainous and watery, with relatively little flat land, and not as large tracts of farmland as in the north. And any kind of game evolves from everyday life. For example, there are often water competitions in the south, and Keju, a game that requires multiple people to participate and has high requirements for the venue, is almost no one to play in the south.
Yuan Keli didn't bother to pay attention to Zheng Zhibao, rolled his eyelids and said: "The Qi family's army is happy to juju, if you don't know how to juju, how can you get along with the soldiers?" If you really don't know, it's nothing, you have a specialization in the art industry. Qi Jian has already conceded defeat twice, and this time you will directly admit defeat. β
Zheng Zhibao was anxious when he heard this, thinking that Qi Jian had conceded defeat twice, but he was only temporarily behind; But now if he admits defeat, he will be completely out. Thinking about it again, this is a physically demanding sport after all, and it is better to compete in poetry anyway, so he gritted his teeth and said ruthlessly: "Keju will juju!" Don't know how to play? β
Yuan Keli smiled slightly, then took out a note from his sleeve and read it aloud: "This official announced the rules of Keju, everyone listened: first, there are eleven people on each side; Second, each side has a goal, and except for the goalkeeper, who can catch the ball with his hand, no one else can use his arm; Thirdly..."
In fact, there is no such game of kicking in the Qi family's army, which is clearly the rules of modern football! It turned out that this was another trap set by Zhu Youzhen, no one else had played football in this era, but he and his special combat team members had been playing in Qinwangzhuang for several months. As long as I have time, I have to play almost every day.
Of course, the rules of modern football are more complicated, Yuan Keli has never seen them, and he can't remember them at all, so Zhu Youzhen had to write the rules on a note and omit rules such as "offside".
After Yuan Keli read out the rules, he smiled at Zheng Zhibao and Zhu Youzhen and said: "Two, now you choose your own players, and the game will start immediately after you pick them!" β
Zhu Youzhen's team members have already been selected, that is, ten special combat team members. They were originally Qi Jiajun, and at this time, they put on the Qi Jiajun's uniform, and often greeted people who knew each other around them, which made people not see the slightest flaw.
Zheng Zhibao was a little dumbfounded, he didn't know how to bow himself, how could he choose players?
Zheng Zhilong's brain turned fast, nodded his hand to Zheng Zhibao, and whispered to him: "Choose ten of the best physical strength and the most capable of fighting, don't you want to kick with your feet?" Find your chance, scrap them! β
Zheng Zhibao suddenly realized, and immediately smiled viciously: "Don't worry, big brother, little brother understands!" β
Not long after, Zheng Zhibao also selected ten team members from the accompanying guards. These ten people are all people with big shoulders and round waists and strong physical strength, and their strength is not much smaller than that of Zheng Zhibao. Looking at the eleven people on the side of "Qi Jian", except for Qi Jian, they are just ordinary men of medium stature, neither fat nor thin, Zheng Zhibao's confidence has greatly increased.
At this time, the pitch and goals were also set up, and the field was similar in size to the standard football field of the previous life. A simple platform was also temporarily set up on the sidelines, and Yuan Keli, Qi Xianzong, Zheng Zhilong and others took the stage to watch.
As for the ball used in the game, it was made by Zhu by the inspector overnight. Because the difference between ancient Keju and modern football is not small, the most important point is the difference in material. The simplest keju is to use bamboo strips to weave into the shape of a ball, and after a few kicks, it will fall apart. Slightly better, although the outside is leather, the inside is filled with feathers, so it is much lighter than modern football. This kind of keju is more suitable than a shuttlecock rather than a football.
The juju that was rushed to make it has a ball gall inside, and the gall is inflated, which is closer to modern football. Zhu Youzhen had already changed into a short coat, skillfully picked up the ball with his feet and tossed it twice, and shouted: "Now you can start!" β