After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"I didn't expect that you would actually use your brain! This big head of yours actually contains more than just a pile of straw!"

Mrs. Niu knocked on Mr. Niu's bald forehead several times like knocking a melon.

Before Mr. Niu got angry, Mrs. Niu took out three milk tea coupons and handed them to the waiter beside her: "Waiter, please exchange them for three cups of milk tea for me! One cup of pearl milk tea and two cups of jasmine."

"okay!"

When others looked at it, they found it was a milk tea coupon!

"I remember that only officials above the level of Chief Clerk can get this milk tea coupon!"

"That's right! Milk tea is not a necessity, so I didn't give it to my subordinates."

Lord Niu felt the envious and awe-filled gazes from the people in the restaurant, and he felt very happy.

It's really strange. When he was in Kyoto, Mr. Niu was also praised by many people.

But there has never been a time like now that makes people feel so secretly happy.

The cold wind was howling outside and snowflakes were falling.

The house was steaming hot and bustling with noise. The aroma of braised lamb and milk tea mixed together, warming people from the tip of their tongue to their heart.

Mr. Niu sipped his milk tea and was laughed at by Mrs. Niu, who said he looked like a lady from a wealthy family.

Mr. Niu didn't care. He deliberately held up the cup of milk tea and listened to the envious voices of the people around him. He just felt that the cup of milk tea in his hand was a little sweeter than before.

"Dad, I'm back. It's today's Yunzhou Weekly!"

The door curtain was lifted and a gust of cold air rushed into the restaurant.

Xia Lezhi put the newspaper in his arms on the counter, took off his thick woolen gloves, and used his hands to warm his ears and face, which were red and painful from the cold.

Upon seeing this, Shopkeeper Xia quickly stretched out his warm big hand, put it on his son's face, and said distressedly, "Didn't you take a car to buy it? How come you are still so cold?"

"There are so many people buying newspapers today, they are queuing up there!"

It is so cold in winter that there are not many people on the road, so the newspaper boys don’t come out to work.

If you want to read a newspaper, you can only buy it at a newsstand.

"Mr. Xia, can you read the newspaper to us?" some diners asked.

"Okay!" Xia Lezhi first ran to Niu Jinyi's table, greeted the Niu family and their luggage, and then began to read the newspaper.

Xia Lezhi's way of reading newspapers is different from that of a newspaper boy. While reading the newspaper, he also adds some of his own opinions.

"The front page of today's newspaper is 'Yunzhou New Year Celebration Activities Schedule'."

As soon as this title was read out, the entire restaurant was in a sensation.

"There are celebrations in Yunzhou this year?"

"It's really a new year, a new atmosphere! Mr. Xia, please read quickly so I can see what activities are there!"

Xia Lezhi read ten lines at a glance, and after a quick glance, he knew what was going on: "On the 26th, Brother Wan Hui will go on a tour!"

"It's Brother Wan Hui who's on tour! That must cost a lot of money, right?!" The businessman from Shuozhou was a little envious.

In fact, paying respects to Brother Wanhui should be an activity during the Little New Year.

There are very few officially organized memorial activities in Yunzhou and Shuozhou. Only in Kyoto will you have Brother Wan Hui, who is two stories tall.

Because just making a two-story-tall brother would cost a lot of money. Yunzhou was very poor in the past, and not every household had a statue of Brother Wanhui!

Xia Lezhi said like a little adult: "Brother Wanhui is our god of reunion and harmony! Worshiping him can make people come back even if they are thousands of miles away. The general held such a large worship event this time, firstly, hoping that the heroes who sacrificed in Yunzhou can return home and reunite with their families. Secondly, he hopes that those wanderers can also return to the embrace of Da Zhou."

Lord Niu rolled his eyes. This young master Xia looked smart, but he was actually a crazy fan of Gu Nanxi!

It was just an ordinary sacrificial activity that the Jin Ministry held every year. What was so strange about it? But he had to interpret it into several layers of meaning. The key point was that other people believed it to be true!

Niu Jin looked at the outstanding students in the academy and admired them: "This child's class was not in vain, he deserves to be the top student in the Mongolian Department!"

The diners began to discuss where to go to see Brother Wan Hui.

The merchants in Shuozhou were so envious that their eyes turned red.

In the past, the seven border towns were extremely poor. In comparison, the people of Shuozhou felt that their lives were not that hard.

But ever since Gu Nanxi came to Yunzhou, he first drove away the Tartars, then began to vigorously develop the area, and even merged seven towns into one Yunzhou!

Yunzhou is changing day by day. The lives of Yunzhou people seem to be on a roll. Even the sacrificial activities for Brother Wanhui have been started!

Xia Lezhi continued, "The newspaper said that Brother Wan Hui's celebration event has officially started recruiting investors! The deadline is tomorrow! Not only will the participating sponsors have a separate line of billboards in Brother Wan Hui's parade, but the top-ranked stores will also appear in the next issue of Yunzhou Weekly!"

"Ahem!" Shopkeeper Xia kept winking at his son, "Read the next one!"

Xia Lezhi obediently read the following content.

Shopkeeper Xia called the waiter over and whispered, "Go to the county government gate and ask what this investment promotion is all about. How much does it cost? Go quickly and come back soon!"

Xia Lezhi didn't notice his father's little move: "From the 27th to the 29th, the first Yunzhou Cuju Competition will be held. The winner will have a dinner with the general and receive a prize of ten strings of cash!"

"I'm good at this! Can anyone participate?"

"Where can I sign up? Can I participate if I'm not from Yunzhou?"

"What are the rules of the game?"

The diners stopped eating and surrounded Xia Lezhi, asking him questions.

Xia Lezhi was surrounded so much that he couldn't breathe. Finally, Shopkeeper Xia stepped forward and said, "Dear guests, please take a seat. It must have been written in the newspapers. If you all gather around like this, no one can hear clearly!"

The diners returned to their seats reluctantly, their eyes staring at the meat like wild beasts.

Xia Lezhi's hair stood on end when he was looked at by them, and he quickly read out the following content.

"The newspaper said that there are two types of Cuju games. One is white play, and the other is building the ball."

A free fight is a match without a winner. Both teams send out an equal number of players to take turns on the field, using all parts of their bodies to head the ball except their hands.

It's more like football acrobatics than playing football.

There is no goal in this style of play, but whoever's ball lands on the ground is out.

The two-person scene is called "Hitting Two", the three-person scene is called "Little Flower Branch", the seven-person scene is called "Falling Flowers and Flowing Water", the eight-person scene is called "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", and the nine-person scene is called "Kicking the Flower Heart".

Building a ball is similar to modern football.

This style of play has a goal, called Fengliuyan, which is about three feet high and one foot wide. The two teams wear clothes of different colors and run around the field to hit or kick the ball.

Xia Lezhi: "The Baida competition is about kicking the center of a flower, and you must complete a set of prescribed moves. Ten teams will compete at the same time. The contestants must be registered in Yunzhou, regardless of industry, occupation, identity, age, or gender!"