Before long, more than a dozen young men came to the court one after another, wearing cyan and dark shirts, which should be similar to the team uniforms that distinguish between friend and foe.

Yao Huan saw the Song Dynasty's Keju for the first time.

I saw that there were seven people in each of the two teams, one to guard the goal, and six to attack or defend. The biggest difference from modern football is that the goals on both sides are not landing on the net, but about ten steps apart with two main rods, and a net is stretched in the air, and there is a big hole in the middle of the net.

After the start of the game, the rules of the two teams of players scrambling, passing, cooperating, and defending people are actually similar to the football games of later generations, at least in the eyes of a layman like Yao Huan.

It is even more testing of foot skills than the football techniques of later generations.

Because in this big Song Juju, the leather ball must be kicked through the big hole in the middle of the horizontal net, and the side that breaks the goal will only be credited with one point.

Several times, seeing that Zeng Wei had passed several Xuanyi opponents, when he arrived in front of the net, he volleyed in the air, but unfortunately missed some accuracy, and the leather ball failed to fly into the net.

Yao Huan looked at it - obediently, this is football, this is obviously a foot acrobatics integrating basketball, volleyball, and golf.

In the stadium, Gao Yu deliberately fed Zeng Wei the ball a few times to make him look good, but found that Zeng Wei was not in the state today, and when he volleyed several times, he was too sloppy, so he repeatedly missed the hole.

Playing football is like hunting, the eyes have arrived, if the heart has not arrived, it is wishful thinking to win.

And between the golfers, there is a tacit understanding, and there is no need to discuss, you can change the plan of cooperation.

After playing two sticks of incense, Zeng Wei took the ball again, and when he suddenly passed it back to Gao Yu, Gao Yu understood that Zeng Shilang took the initiative to give up the role of the leader, and ordered him to "Gao Harrier" to stretch out his hand.

So, "High Harrier" like a bee butterfly wearing flowers, dexterously flashed left and right, left and right suddenly, left the opponent of the Xuan shirt behind, and faced the square goalkeeper with a single knife, seeing the goalkeeper like the iron tower pounced, the high harrier actually took the leather ball, hooked his head with the surface of his feet, and then lowered his body forward, lowered his waist and hips, and instantly turned himself into a reverse bow shape, and bounced back with his legs together, like a catapult, and kicked the leather ball that was dripping and turning in the air into the big hole in the center of the net door without any difference.

"Good! Good! ”

"What a magic method!"

"Look at the mandarin duck legs of the tall harrier, it really lives up to its name!"

In an instant, there was a cheer in the Keju field, and it was the boys of the Xuanyi team who were also impressed by the opponent's skills, and did not hesitate to applaud and praise.

Gao Yu's move is similar to the footwork of the later football player "scorpion tail swing", which is exactly his trick that is eaten all over the world, relying on this "mandarin duck leg", whether it is the noble son of the Zhu Zi family like Zeng Wei in Kaifeng City, or the good hand of the three divisions of the forbidden army, or the prodigal children in the streets and alleys, they all know the prestige of this princely slave who is only twenty-three or four-year-old in the court.

However, at this moment, Gao Yu had no intention of being praised by everyone.

He swept his eyes, and sure enough, he found that Zeng Wei took advantage of the goal to celebrate, stood with his waist crossed, took a breath, and walked in the direction where the Yao lady was standing under the willow tree, with his front arm blocking his face, seemingly wiping sweat, but he didn't put it down for a while.

It must be stealing from the beautiful woman.

Gao Yu smiled secretly in his heart, Zeng Shilang has always been conceited and talented, proud of men and women, even if he drinks in the high-class pavilion on weekdays, he also hates those prostitutes as companions.

Looking at it now, he seems to have thought a little bit about this little lady in the market who hugged the archway of chastity?

These sons of princes and heavy ministers who were born with golden spoons and jade chopsticks must have seen a lot of pretentious and temperamental rich daughters on weekdays. And that Yao Niangzi is considered to have become his niece's daughter, but she is also a chastity and is not easy to get, oops, this has a double taboo feeling, it should be scratchy!

However, Gao Yu today commented on the pair of men and women on and off the court, even if he was so self-righteous, he had no intent.

He even had a good impression of Yao Niangzi, who was young and gentle, and meticulous in picking up food.

When Zeng Wei took him into the Keju field, he succinctly revealed that Su Shi's second son, Su Yu, could finally stay in Kaifeng City. And the one who went to ask his father Zeng Bu Zeng Shuxiang for help was the aunt of Yao Niangzi, who was also the old man of the Su family.

Gao Yu was still working as a scribe for Su Shi until the spring of last year. Unexpectedly, the situation in the court changed suddenly, the new party gained power again, and Su Shi was convicted for his words and was demoted to Huizhou.

Before leaving, Su Shi personally brought Gao Yu to the Horse Mansion, and asked his confidant for most of his life, Wang Xu, the Captain of the Horse, to accept this clever young man as a close servant.

This kind of behavior like entrusting a young son appears between the master of the family and the servants, and as long as the heart is fleshy, it is impossible not to be moved.

Now, hearing that Su Erlang's fate has also taken a turn for the better, Gao Yu's joy and gratitude to the Shen family's daughters permeated his heart.

……

Half an hour later, the once hot Keju field quieted down.

Under the shade of the willows beside the sand, the players sat on the stones or leaned against the trunks of the trees, munching on the various chicken feet that Zeng Wei had treated.

"Little lady, how can the bones in your chicken feet be so clean, and they taste more refreshing than pig's trotters."

"The taste is also beautiful, this bean sauce is better than that of Fan Lou and Yuxian Lou."

"I like this spicy one, and if it is accompanied by a pot of ice cheese syrup, it is really nothing more than being a fairy."

"Two little ladies, where is your shop? I'll go back to your field another day. ”

Half of the sons and daughters are praising Zeng Shiro's face, and half of them are really impressed by the deliciousness of chicken feet, and you talk to Yao Huan and Meituan word by word.

"Just inside the East Water Gate, by the Bianhe River a hundred steps away from Hongqiao, Shen Er's sister-in-law's restaurant, you Langjun have to pass by, be sure to stay, taste the pig intestines that I and my second sister-in-law are burning, compared with these chicken feet, there is another flavor."

Yao Huan was entertaining diligently, and suddenly saw a Xuanyi player, who only sat down at the tea stall next door, bought a bowl of tea, and drank it quietly, although he also looked at this side with a smile, he didn't come to get chicken feet.

"Lang Jun doesn't like to eat chicken feet?" Yao Huan stepped forward and asked softly.

She knows that the most taboo thing to do business is to dare not speak, and when she sees a diner who doesn't seem to be interested in her products, what is the matter?

What's more, this Lang Jun has a gentle face, looks several years younger than Zeng Wei and Gao Yu, is flexible but not fierce on the field, and if he collides ruthlessly, he also clenches his fists to his opponent and confesses, which is quite Sven understands the rules.

Hearing Yao Huan's question, the young man hurriedly put down the tea bowl and said to Yao Huan politely: "The snacks of the lady's family are all delicious, but they have always been vegetarians. ”

Zeng Wei also came over at this time: "Sister Huan, this Yuwen Langjun, although he has not converted to Buddhism, we all know that he has not been a meat for several years. ”

Yao Huan said in his heart, I see, I can't see it, this young man doesn't eat meat, but he has a lot of energy to kick the ball.

I heard the young man take the initiative to introduce himself: "In Xia Yuwen Huang, the word Uncle Tong." ”

What?

Yuwen Huangzhong? Isn't that the famous minister of the society who resolutely went north to envoy the Jin State in the early years of the Southern Song Dynasty after the Jingkang disaster-Yuwen Xuzhong?

Gao Yu, Yuwen is in the void.

I punched in two heavyweights in history at once, and by the way, I sold a whole load of chicken feet.

Yao Huan was happy in his heart, his eyes were shining, and the two red clouds on his cheeks, which were originally hot, became more and more crimson and moving because of his excitement.

Zeng Wei looked at her, and was reluctant to look away for a while.

After all, Yuwen Huangzhong is younger, and he is from a family, how can he be as observant as Gao Yu. He was unaware of Zeng Wei's subtle expression, and asked Zeng Wei seriously: "When the fourth brother goes to the garden of the horse to enjoy the paintings, can you bring the foolish brother?" ”

Zeng Weifang came to his senses and said with a smile: "Of course." ”

Gao Yu has been mixing with such noble children for a long time, and he knows that the humble tone teaches them not to like it, so he also came up and said: "The horse loves to paint, especially the landscape, Yuwen Langjun is good at using a bald pen to outline the mountains and mountains, and it is time to go and see the "Snow Landscape Map". ”

Zeng Wei glanced at him and said, "Don't talk about painting first, Gao Harrier, if you don't ride a horse today, I will send you an errand." This cart of chicken feet, counting you eat the most, you help my niece push her food cart back to the restaurant. ”