As soon as he returned to the courtyard gate of Tang's house, Ling Yun saw a group of children playing football in the alleyway. Out of the alleyway and into the block, there are more children playing football. A group of people, most of them are half-sized.

When everyone saw the water returning to the pond, there were older children who beckoned: "Brother Shui, come and play with two feet?"

Shui Guitang smiled and waved his hand: "There is an errand." Turn around and kick you fart, chickens and dogs jump, people turn on their backs!"

"Spray, spray, ball, kick, not spray!" the half-sized boys shouted.

"Spray" is the fashion language of Zhongzhou, which means bragging.

"It's not a squirt, look at the feet. I'll look back at you!" Shui Guitang smiled.

"Brother Shui, the group of spraying goods (spraying goods, translated into modern language, is cowhiders) on Zama Street, has been shouting at us to kick a game. also with color miles, winning or losing 2,000 dollars. They have a few old feet, and the feet are so high that we can't kick them. If you don't play, our brothers on Changxing Street will have to be pants collectively and compensate people with 2,000 yuan. ”

A half-sized man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, as strong as an axle, a bit like Maradona, stopped the water and returned to the pond, and said seriously.

"Hang the ashes!" Shui Guitang was on fire, glaring and shouting: "Those sprays on Zama Street, my mother and son are all wearing armor for our grandfather, and the heroes of our Changxing Street will lose to those foodies? I'm going to kick them to death!"

A sergeant of the Wuji Empire, the fashionable name is "Changxing". I guess it comes from the meaning of a long journey.

Because, at this time, the march and war mainly rely on foot. From Zhongzhou to the northwest border, it takes at least a year to walk. Two years have passed.

Once the war is at a stalemate, the number of years of the expedition cannot be calculated.

There is a woman named Mulan in Middle-earth, who joined the army for her father and has been gone for 12 years.

Therefore, the proper name of the sergeant of the Wuji Empire is called "Changxing".

The place where the water returns to the pond is equivalent to the military compound of later generations.

Because their father and brother are both professional soldiers, that is, professional long-term soldiers.

For this reason, their residential area is called Changhang Street.

The children of Changxing Street all inherited the bloody nature of their fathers and brothers. More competitive than the children in the ordinary neighborhood. You have to win everywhere, especially when you play football, and you can't lose!

Because, the people of the Wuji Empire love to play football.

However, they don't call kicking a ball a kicking ball, it's called a juju.

As the capital of the Wuji Empire, Zhongzhou has a more prosperous ball style.

Whether it is the government and the opposition, the upper class or the poor boy running on the street, they all love to play football.

Walking in the streets and alleys of Zhongzhou City in the Wuji Empire, just like the Brazilian country in later generations, there are people playing football everywhere.

Dignitaries and nobles play football, play fashion, play pies, and do shows.

The poor boy played football, just like those poor children in Brazil in later generations, and wanted to use it as a stepping stone to fight for wealth.

In the Wuji Empire, if the ball is kicked well, there is no need to talk about the money, and you can also be a big official.

There was a scoundrel called Gaoqiu, who relied on kicking a good ball and was taken by the emperor and became the imperial captain. It is equivalent to the Minister of Defense and the highest military commander in later generations.

For this reason, whether it is an emperor or general, a talented and beautiful woman, or a small people, the Wuji Empire is obsessed with the hobby of playing football.

"Brother Shui, they have made an appointment, and tomorrow morning, they will come to play our court. We're on a pitch date, and you're going to get there tomorrow!"

The half-sized son, who has the style of Maradona in later generations, earnestly told the water to return to the pond.

"Medium!" Shui Guitang nodded heavily.

Shui Guitang led Lingyun and walked out quickly.

Ling Yun walked while paying attention to the skills of those people.

"Brother, how are they kicking?" asked Shui Guitang with a smile as he ran quickly.

Ling Yun was not hurried or hurried, but he walked without landing a step, and shook his head with a smile: "Make do." ”

"Brother is also tall feet?" Shui Guitang asked nonchalantly.

Ling Yun replied with a smile: "I don't know if it's high or not." I've only been playing with Mr. Beigong for a few years, and I've never tried it with others. However, they are too far behind Mr. Beigong's footwork. It's the difference between heaven and earth!"

"Mr. Beigong?"

Ling Yun thought of the unlucky Mr. Beigong, and said happily: "Brother Shui should have also heard of Mr. Beigong. He is the Mr. Beigong who bowed to the emperor back then, and the emperor said that he betrayed his hue, hooked up with women, and was immoral, and gave the army a match. ”

"What, brother is the high foot of the Beigong Ball King?" Shui Guitang was taken aback.

"Is Mr. Beigong the king of balls?" Ling Yun smiled strangely: "I only know that he is the emperor's master of the ball, but I don't know that he is still the king of balls." ”

"Brother, it's really a little bit of a thing, I don't know about such a big thing?"

Shui Guitang said with some complaints: "Who doesn't know in the entire Jingshi that Mr. Beigong is the second best gentleman, the best in the world, and the best in the world." Your master didn't tell you this?"

"Really?" Ling Yun muttered in surprise: "The emperor doesn't talk about him, in addition to corrupting and weathering with his hue, he is still indiscriminate, how can he still be the best in the world?"

Shui Guitang looked left and right, and lowered his voice: "Brother, the inside story here, you people from high-ranking families, you should say that you know more than us who are small people." ”

Ling Yun shook his head: "I just learned footwork from him, and I really don't know anything else." ”

Shui Guitang smiled quietly: "It is said that back then, when today's son was still a prince, he was a merry and talented man. Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all proficient, and my favorite is to play football. The most proud thing is also his ball skills. Boasting of being the best in the world! I once played a game with Mr. Beigong for a stunning woman, and was defeated by Mr. Beigong, losing my wife and losing my soldiers. secretly hated Mr. Beigong. After ascending the throne, the first thing he did was to settle accounts with Mr. Beiguo. said that he was indiscriminate and immoral, and sent him to the border. ”

"This turtle grandson, why is it vicious?" Ling Yun scolded hatefully.

"Brother, silence!" Shui Guitang hurriedly stopped and said in a low voice: "Brother, this is not nonsense. When someone hears you scolding the emperor, eight heads are not enough to cut off!"

"I didn't nominate the surname Dao, who knows which grandson I scolded. Ling Yun continued to scold with a smile on his face.

"If you don't nominate and you won't win!" Shui Guitang said solemnly: "This is Jingli, not a ravine and ravine far away from the emperor of the mountain." You have to be careful everywhere! If someone hears about it, it will be a great disaster! Don't dare to spray nonsense! Otherwise, if your grandfather and the others are not rescued, you will have to add another big crime! At that time, you will be a major event to destroy the nine clans! Do you know?!"

Ling Yun shuddered for a moment. Realize that what the water returns to the pond is the absolute truth. I had to nod my head heavily.

He hated his burden too much for not being able to pass the door. For the sake of another bullshit old man, he has already ruined their Ling family. If you don't give up, you want to destroy him again.

Shui Guitang took Ling Yun and trotted all the way to his post and patrolled the street pavilion.

The patrol commander who led the team was a small captain, a bearded middle-aged man with a missing arm.

He didn't wait for the water to return to the pond to catch his breath, and then reprimanded: "Boy, do you want to eat this bowl of Taiping rice? If you have eaten enough of this bowl of peace rice, I will send you to the border tomorrow! How many people are staring at this bowl of rice, do you know it? This is what your father bought for you with his life! Why don't you know how to cherish it? If someone stumbles on you, tomorrow you will be sent to the border pass, how can your old lady and sister live?!"

"Thank you for your teachings!" Shui Guitang nodded with a smile and clenched his fists.

Ling Yun knows that being old is being a godfather. Since this little boss who is missing an arm is the godfather of Shuiguitang, it won't really be difficult for him.

Sure enough, as Ling Yun expected, Shui Guitang was not only not afraid, but begged with a hippie smile: "the old man, there has been something at home recently, and I have to take a few days off."

"No!" the little boss interrupted Shui Guitang's request and refused: "What's going on in your family, I still don't know?

"My father-in-law, my father-in-law, I don't know which leg and stomach I am turning in. A good man is not a soldier, and a good iron does not hit nails. Who is blind and willing to give me this long trip?"

Shui Guitang said with a bitter face: "I really have something! I have to play football with Zama in the Changxing District, and I win or lose 2,000 yuan." This is half a year of me, do I have to participate?"

"Participate, this has to participate!" The little leader smiled: "Playing football is a big deal than the legs of the father-in-law." It's the top priority of our Wuji Country! Even if Lord Taiwei is here today, he has to be granted a vacation! Give you a vacation of 20 years, play hard!"

"Then don't you deduct the money, right?" asked Shui Guitang with a grin.

"No, if you win, you'll be rewarded with fifty dollars!" the little leader laughed.

"Xie Gan Lao!" Shui Guitang was overjoyed and gave a gift.

"Don't thank me. Thanks to the Imperial Court!" the little leader smiled with some disdain.