The happy life of a prodigal

This sentence is true.

In the whole Prince Ning's mansion, only Yang Hai followed His Royal Highness Ning from the beginning, and he could be said to be His Royal Highness's true confidant.

If even he can't be trusted, there is no one in the entire Prince Ning Mansion who can be trusted.

Thinking of this, the servant showed a firm look on his face, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.

After Yang Hai heard this, the expression on his face became very exciting.

He looked at the servant, and asked in disbelief, "Are you sure it's true?"

The servant thought for a while and replied: "It hasn't been confirmed yet, but according to my judgment, it is probably true."

When Yang Hai heard this, his face showed joy, and he asked again: "Where is that letter?"

The servant took out an envelope from his arms, handed it to Yang Hai in front of him, and said, "Here."

Yang Hai reached out to take the envelope, glanced at it hastily, with joy on his face, turned around, walked to King Ning's side, leaned into his ear, and whispered: "Your Highness, something happened to King Kang."

King Ning was watching the game at first, when he heard the voice in his ear, he waved his hand indifferently and said, "This king is watching a football game, don't disturb me..."

Seeing this scene, Yang Hai sighed, but didn't say anything, just repeated in his ear: "Your Highness, something happened at King Kang's Mansion!"

This time, the pronunciation of the word Kang Wangfu has been emphasized.

Only then did King Ning come to his senses, looked at Yang Hai suddenly, and asked, "What?"

Yang Hai handed the envelope in his hand to King Ning, and said, "Your Highness, this was found at the gate of the palace."

King Ning reached out to take the envelope, opened it impatiently, took a look, and his face showed joy.

Then, I scanned it hastily.

After seeing the contents of the letter clearly, his eyes instantly turned red. He raised his eyes, looked at Yang Hai, and asked, "Is what the letter said true or false!?"

Yang Hai thought for a while, and replied: "I haven't verified it yet, but, the content of this letter is so detailed, it must be true in all likelihood."

When King Ning heard this, his face showed ecstasy, and he stood up abruptly.

Walked a few steps in this room, then, looking at Yang Hai, said: "It's not too late, let's send someone to check now, whether the content of this letter is true..."

Yang Hai opened his mouth, just about to say something.

Then King Ning changed his tune and said: "No, you should handle this matter yourself, the sooner the better!"

Hearing this, Yang Hai showed a worried look on his face, and said, "Your Highness, your safety..."

King Ning said: "If this matter is false, even with you by my side, this king will only have a few more years to live!

Well, don't talk nonsense, you go now.

In broad daylight, no matter how arrogant Fang Xiu's son, or brother Kang Wang is, he would not dare to harm the king here! "

Hearing this, Yang Hai arched his hands, hope rekindled in his heart, and said: "Yes, Your Highness!"

After speaking, he turned and left the room.

With his skill, even at the height of the third floor, it is only equivalent to jumping on the ground, which is nothing.

After landing, he galloped towards the suburbs.

After he left, King Ning was no longer in the mood to watch the football game. What he thought in his heart, what he saw in front of him were all the contents of that letter.

For him, at this moment, who sent the letter to the palace and what its purpose was is no longer important.

There is only one thing that matters, and that is... what the letter says is true!

Chapter 339 First

Thinking of this, King Ning took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He sat back in his seat and watched the game that had come to an end in front of him, his eyes flickering, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted above the stadium, deafening and piercing into the sky.

Even in the VIP room of the Beijing Normal University Theater, I felt uncomfortable in my eardrums.

King Ning looked up.

I saw that General Fang's handsome team scored a goal in the final stage of stoppage time, breaking the deadlock on the field.

The result of the game became 1:0.

There is less than 1 minute left, and scoring a goal at this time almost means that General Fang's handsome team will take the trophy of the first Jingshi Super League into their arms.

Time passed minute by minute.

The cheers on the court became more and more enthusiastic. The audience, whether they were fans of the General Fang Handsome team or Yang Ming was not a fan of the Scumbag team, all focused on watching the game.

There is a law on the football field.

As long as the last moment is not reached, the winner and loser will not be determined.

Who knows, if Yang Ming is not a scumbag, the team will score at the last second and tie the score.

one second...

two seconds...

On the sidelines, the fans of General Fang's handsome team had already started cursing.

"How did the referee do it? How long has it been since he still hasn't blown the whistle!"

"That's right, this referee won't be bribed by Yang Ming's team members, black whistle!"

"..."

Similar voices keep coming.

At this time, Yang Ming was not a fan of the Scumbags, so he started to refute.

"The game is not over yet, blow the whistle!"

"In the last game, you led the army behind, but you made up 5 minutes of extra time. At that time, why didn't you say that the referee was bribed!"

Beside him, a fan of General Fang's handsome team heard this, with an angry look on his face, he turned his head and glared at the person who spoke, and shouted: "Trash Yang Zha, do you want to fight!"

"Fight, fight, I'm afraid of you!"

Chong——!

Seeing that the fans on both sides are getting more and more gunpowder.

The referee on the field finally blew his whistle.

The assistant referee on the sidelines also hit the gong.

The harsh sound of gongs and drums instantly spread throughout the stadium.

Fans... BOOM!

According to the current ranking on the standings, General Fang's handsome team won the Yang Ming is not a scum team, which means that they won the first place directly without having to look at the other team's face.

No matter who wins in the other group, even if the points are tied with the General Handsome team, they still lag behind in terms of goal difference and the relationship between victory and defeat.

therefore......

The champion of the first Jingshi Super League has been determined to be the General Fang Handsome Team!

At this time, the fans of General Fang's handsome team were all reveling.

But Yang Ming, who is not a fan of the scumbag team, was indignant. Some people scolded the referee for making a black whistle and not fouling the general army, while others scolded the general army's players for being pussies, who could only lie on the court to delay time.

However, no matter how much they yell and scold, few fans of the General Army pay attention to them.

At this moment, they are immersed in the joy of their home team winning the championship, and there is no sound in their ears except cheers.

Even so, many small-scale conflicts occurred.

However, after holding so many competitions, the guards of the Jingshi Grand Theater have already summed up their experience.

As soon as the conflict started, it was strangled in the cradle.

Therefore, although there were many shouts and curses in the entire stadium, it did not turn into a substantive conflict.

The game is over.

According to the prior announcement, the winning team will win a silver trophy.

In the past, for these players, a small silver trophy meant a lot of silver and a rich life.

However, after the sport of football quickly became popular throughout Gyeonggi, these players no longer lack money.

It's just that the ticket money received from the Beijing Normal University Theater is beyond their previous imagination.

Even so, every player is extremely looking forward to this trophy.

The champion of the first Jingshi Super League, the first trophy of the Jingshi Super League, these two firsts mean too much...

No one knows how much they paid for this first place.

At this moment, some members of General Fang's handsome and handsome team knelt down on the ground, shedding tears of excitement.

On the other hand, Yang Ming was not a member of the scum team, but he had a dazed look on his face, as if he was stunned.

This is also part of the charm of football.

In the world of football, there are no draws, only losers and winners!

After about half a stick of incense, all the players of Yang Ming's non-scumbag team have left the field.

The members of General Fang's handsome and unrestrained team stood in place and lined up, as if they were welcoming something extraordinary.

The fans on the sidelines, no matter which side they are on, are also much quieter at this moment.

Because they know how sacred what is about to happen next.

The beginning of all things is always memorable and always sacred.

What's more, for these fans, football has become an indispensable part of life.

Just as all the fans held their breaths and prepared to welcome the first trophy of the Jingshi Super League, the sound of silk and bamboo suddenly sounded from the sidelines.

Although it was a bit abrupt, the deep music added a sense of solemnity to the atmosphere of the scene.

Fans have also become quieter.

Suddenly, the entire stadium became the quietest place in the south of the city.

"All the audience here, all the guests, all the fans and friends..."

At some point, Wang Baole walked to the sidelines with a strange cylindrical object and shouted loudly: "I declare that the first Jingshi Super League is officially over!"

Having said that, he paused and looked towards the auditorium.

Snapped--

There was a burst of warm applause.

A smile appeared on Wang Baole's face, while secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

At this time, it wasn't that he wanted to stop.

It's the manuscript I'm holding in my hand, which clearly says: There should be a pause here, waiting for the audience's applause.

He has never dared to disobey the young master's meaning.

I thought there might be a cold spot, but fortunately, the audience did not disappoint him.

He cleared his throat and continued: "Today is a day worth looking forward to, and it is also a memorable day. The first Jingshi Super League lasted three months from the beginning to the end. There are a total of eight teams. Each of them ..."

The content of this speech would take at least one stick of incense at his speaking speed.

With the ink in his stomach, writing a letter to the Fang Mansion requires someone else to write it, which shows how much effort he put in this time.

It's just... For the fans, it's extremely annoying.

After a full minute, it seems that there is no end yet.

Some fans have already begun to mutter: "How long is this guy going to talk?"

3 Chapter Forty

Seeing this scene, Fang Xiu frowned slightly, walked in front of Wang Baole, took the microphone in his hand, looked towards the audience, and said, "I announce that the first Jingshi Super League Awards Ceremony has officially begun!"