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Yuan Hui turned around, waved and shouted: "Brother Wang! Please teach Master Xing'ai and Little Master Xingkong the new Cuju kicking methods and rules!"

Wang Quangui heard the sound and trotted over.

Liu Yuanhui turned to Brother Xing'ai and said, "This is the person who taught the Emperor! You must learn with humility!"

"Sajia Xingai, brother Liu's friend! I have met the prince! Please give me some advice!" Xingai said.

Xing Kong remained silent.

"I've met Master Xing'an, and I can't even give you any advice. I just want to briefly explain the rules to you two. Let's get started!"

After an hour, the members of the two teams basically knew each other.

Under the guidance of Wang Quangui, Brother Xinghao and Xingkong also understood the rules of the new Cuju.

As the players took their positions, the audience at the Cuju stadium slowly began to fill in.

After the last competition between Yuanhui and Yuanji, Liu Yuanhui's name was heard by everyone in Bianliang whenever Cuju was mentioned.

Coupled with yesterday's Cuju competition notices being distributed throughout the city, the Yuanhui Cuju competition became the top news in Bianliang City.

There are quite a few people here today.

Liu Yuanhui arranged for a butler to register everyone who came in to watch the game, and then charged them according to their seat level.

Some people didn't know that they had to pay to watch the game. When they arrived at the venue, they turned around and left when they saw that there was a fee.

But more people still choose to stay.

After all, there are many price ranges for seats to choose from, with the cheapest seat only costing ten coppers.

You can’t afford the expensive ones, but you can still afford the cheap ones.

Every "spectator" who enters the stadium will get a printed ticket with a picture of a football drawn on it and the corresponding seat position written on it.

Many people find this form novel.

Before the game even started, the people in the stadium were already hungry.

Before I knew it, the Cuju venue was already half full.

At this moment, there is still an hour before the start of the game.

At this time, the butler came over.

"Master, someone wants to see you!"

Under the leadership of the housekeeper, Liu Yuanhui arrived at the gate of the Cuju field.

I saw a white-haired old man in luxurious clothes saying in a sharp voice: "Are you Liu Yuanhui?"

"That's right!" Liu Yuanhui didn't dare to neglect. At the same time, he discovered that this man didn't even have a beard despite his age.

"I am Tong Guan, the Duke of Jing!" the visitor said.

Liu Yuanhui realized that this person was one of the "Six Thieves" of the Northern Song Dynasty, a traitor as famous as Gao Qiu and Cai Jing - Quan Huan Tong Guan!

What is this dead eunuch doing who has brought disaster to the country and the people?

Liu Yuanhui was unwilling in his heart, but he smiled slightly and said, "It turns out to be Mr. Tong! What are your orders?"

The people do not fight with the officials. This has been an unchanging rule since ancient times.

"Later, the Holy Lord and the Princess of Lu will come here to watch Cuju and have fun with the people. I heard that you have a private box, so hurry up and arrange a good one. I will bring the Holy One up later. If you are a little neglectful, be careful with your head! "

The news that the emperor was coming caught Liu Yuanhui by surprise.

"The Holy One is here, so I don't dare to neglect you. I will take you to the best box right now." Liu Yuanhui replied.

"Well! Your Majesty has always been interested in Cuju. You should show it well. Your Majesty will be happy and the reward will be yours!" Tong Guan said, condescendingly throwing a twenty-tael gold ingot to Liu Yuanhui.

"Sir, follow me." Yuan Hui said and led Tong Guan from the stairs outside the Cuju venue to the best box.

"Okay, go ahead! No one is allowed to come and disturb you, do you hear me clearly?" Tong Guan said.

"Don't worry, sir, no one will come here." Liu Yuanhui said and returned to the court.

At this time, the Cuju venue was already full of people, and from a distance, the boxes were also full of dignitaries. However, the boxes were very secretive, and no one knew which dignitaries were in which box.

There is still a quarter of an hour before the game starts.

"Why is the emperor here too? It doesn't make sense. Is it possible that this leaflet can still be sent to the palace?" Liu Yuanhui was puzzled.

Forget it, don’t think about things you can’t figure out, the football game is the most important thing now.

He returned to the court.

It was getting dark at this time, and strings of colorful lanterns were hung high around the stadium.

The green lawn of the Cuju court complements the ice silk jerseys worn by the players.

Just after Unity Hour, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers rang out around the stadium, and then countless colorful fireworks exploded over the stadium.

Yesterday, Liu Yuanhui bought all the fireworks in Bianliang City, just for this moment of visual feast.

The entire Cuju venue was decorated with lights and colorful firecrackers.

A scene like the Lantern Festival in the west of Bianliang City.

The audience cheered and applauded along with the fireworks, as if they were celebrating the most important festival of the year.

When the fireworks dissipated, the field gradually became quiet, and the Cuju players on both sides took their positions.

Liu Yuanhui walked to the center of the venue and picked up a simple copper speaker.

"Today the Yuanhui Cuju Stadium officially opens! Welcome all brothers and sisters from Bianliang to come here to watch the first game after the Cuju Stadium is built! Now I announce that the Cuju competition has officially begun!"

As soon as Liu Yuanhui finished speaking, a burly member of the Liu family on the sidelines struck a huge gong.

"Duang!"

The game officially begins!