The First Yamen of the Great Song Dynasty

Murong Yanze came closer and said, "Because you were divorced, if I were Hua Rong, I would have been in a good temper if I hadn't pretended to shoot you to death by mistake."

Hua Rong's friend hurriedly said: "Young Master Murong, this is serious, Hua Rong will never do that. He never hated Ya Nei, I can guarantee this, I have never heard him say anything wrong with Ya Nei. He just wants to talk to his grandfather. In general, be a warrior useful to the country and serve the country."

Gao Ming hurriedly said: "I understand, I understand, Hua Rong is a hero and a good general, the pillar of the country, my father is a person who loves talents, and he will never make things difficult. What happened a few days ago was really a misunderstanding, and I also sincerely apologize. Hearing today that because of our recklessness, Huarong suffered such an accident, I feel really guilty. He is now resisting, and I will come to the door to apologize another day, I hope you will convey it, thank you here.”

After saying these words, Huarong's friends and Murong Yanze were all astonished.

This is too polite, and it looks very sincere, not pretending at all.

Huarong's friend said cautiously: "Don't worry, the yamen, I will definitely convey it."

At this time, a doctor came over and called everyone to go back to class, and the onlookers dispersed.

Huarong's friends, Gao Ming and Murong Yanze also dispersed.

Of course, Gao Ming and Murong Yanze didn't forget that they came out to skip class. Taking advantage of the doctor's inattention, they turned a corner and slipped behind a high wall to avoid people.

Murong Yanze also seems to be a veteran of skipping classes. Seeing that Gao Ming couldn't find a place to climb over the wall, he said very skillfully: "Come with me."

Gao Ming followed him, and it didn't take him long to find a slightly lower wall, and jumped over it.

Murong Yanze stood under the wall, looked at the agile Gao Ming, and suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at, don't hurry up, you will be seen later."

Murong Yanze smiled and showed a row of small white teeth, "Looking at your sickness, it's unexpected that you have good skills."

"Tell you, I put in 100% effort in everything I do in the Yamen, and skipping classes is no exception. In addition, I remind you that I am your creditor now. When will you pay back the [-] yuan?"

Being called for debt, Murong Yanze stopped laughing, "You said earlier that you have a fun new idea that you haven't told me yet. Maybe if you tell me, I'll give you money."

Gao Ming can't lay eggs with this idea now, "How about this, I'm hungry, you are the host, I'll tell you at the hotel."

Murong Yanze probably felt that he owed Gao Ming a huge sum of money, so treating guests to dinner was nothing, so he readily agreed, "Okay."

The two of them really went to the bustling main street, found a restaurant with a high-end brand name and walked in.

Gao Ming called Xiao Er, asked about the signature dishes, ordered his favorite food, and took a sip of wine, only to think that the wine of this era was bland and tasteless.

In the era before distillation technology, both the degree and the taste are too far behind the later generations.

It seems that people's tastes are getting heavier and heavier with the passage of time.

Gao Ming put down the wine cup and got to the point, "My so-called idea is actually simple, that is, to hold a fancy Cuju competition."

"I understand cuju, but what are fancy styles?" Murong Yanze asked.

Gao Ming did some research on his father's side-by-side skill Cuju after time travelling, and immediately explained: "It's just for nothing."

The so-called free play is to touch the ball with body parts other than the hands, without letting the ball hit the ground, and perform various actions in the process.

It is exactly the same as the freestyle football of later generations.

"...Fancy name is indeed more attractive than Baida." Murong Yanze said a little disappointed: "Oh, I thought it was something, it turned out to be just like that. In Tokyo, there are so many people who know how to play Baida. There are also large and small clubs organized, and occasionally there are discussions, although it is not very lively, there are some people who join in, if you don’t want to watch it, you will meet every now and then.”

Gao Ming laughed and said, "But the competition I organized is different, because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because whoever wins has a consistent 'ball lottery'."

The so-called ball lottery is a bonus, and there is also a bonus for competitions between clubs, but the amount is not large and cannot attract many people.

Murong Yanze understood Gao Ming's meaning, "You want me to pay? I really don't have that much money. However, if the ball lottery is really worth [-] guan, those who sign up are guaranteed to line up outside the city gate. If all the people are going to Tokyo."

"Sesame-sized balls, are you ashamed to take out your hands? If you want to play, you can play big ones. Besides, the previous games were only held among clubs, and did not compete with the outside world. Let me tell you, only the common people are the future. There is no future for the club to play in isolation, and I am also selecting talents for the Cuju cause of our Song Dynasty, and adding bricks and tiles. The merits of the present age will benefit the future."

Even though Murong was well-informed, he was still a bit distracted by Gao Ming's set of rhetoric.

Gao Ming's foolishness was effective, he hugged his shoulders and stared at the other party, "Just tell me, how much can you pay?"

Murong Yanze thought for a while, "If it's a one-off... [-] can't be more."

Gao Ming patted Murong Yanze's shoulder and said earnestly: "You are willing to pay so much money, which shows that you are sincere. The rest of the money will be forgotten, and it will be written off."

The other party is the younger brother of the imperial concubine, Gao Ming didn't dare to be too serious.

From Murong Yanze's point of view, the other party is the son of the Taiwei, and he is not easy to provoke. It is definitely impossible to lose a penny in the bet.

According to the identities of both parties, it is more reasonable for each to take a step back.

Murong Yanze said: "As you said, these clubs in Tokyo are too closed, and I'm tired of watching the style of play. It's time to recruit capable people from all over the country. Hey, don't say it, I'm already looking forward to it."

Gao Ming told Murong Yanze all the details that he had pondered in class just now.

From how to choose the venue to how to build the stands and stepped seats, when it comes to details, I even asked Xiaoer for pen and ink, and drew a sketch on the spot.

After finalizing the details, Gao Ming felt very excited, pointed at the empty wine glass, and said brazenly, "Come on, fill it up for brother."

In the world of Water Margin, there is a very eye-catching point, that is, no matter how old or strong the heroes are, when they see Song Jiang, they are all older brothers.

After all, Song Jiang is the oldest among these heroes, and there are even some heroes who are under 20 years old, such as Hua Rong, who is only 19 years old.

Gao Ming was proud for a while, and said so.

Murong Yanze said calmly, "I have no problem with ranking, but I was born in the first lunar month, and we were born in the same year, so it is impossible for you to be older than me."

Gao Ming threw a stone at his own foot, he asked the maid about Gao Yanei's birthday, which was in June.

Smaller than Murong Yanze.

Seeing Gao Ming's decline, Murong Yanze became excited and slapped the table, "Quick, call Brother Murong!"

"Call you a ghost, I've finished eating, we'll meet later." After Gao Ming finished speaking, he really left the table and absconded.

Murong Yanze missed one and told Gao Ming to slip out the door.

He didn't chase either, just stayed by the table laughing.

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Whether Gao Ming can get ahead and be a part-time official depends on three factors. The first is whether his father is capable enough; the second is whether he is promising enough; the third and most important point is whether the current emperor can see on him.

Based on his notorious reputation, the emperor might not be able to pass the test, and if he was "slandered" by someone at that time, even if he was born in the Imperial College, his life would be cold.

Therefore, he wants to directly appeal to the emperor and organize the Cuju competition. The real purpose is to cater to the emperor and go to the emperor to gain favor with him.

Now that we have partners and start-up funds, the start is very smooth.

As soon as Gao Ming entered the Taiwei's mansion, he was drifting away in a good mood when he bumped into his father, and he greeted him beamingly, "Father."

But when Gao Qiu saw him, his eyes widened, looking like he was going to eat someone, "You!"

Gao Ming didn't understand, so he said, "Father, what's wrong with you?"

Then Gao Qiu shouted: "Shouldn't you be in the Imperial College?"

Only then did Gao Ming realize that he had skipped class, so he turned around and ran away.

Gao Qiu scolded from behind: "Little bastard, you are the one who swears that you will study, and you are the one who played truant on the first day!"

Not to be outdone, Gao Ming hid and said, "Shouldn't you be dealing with government affairs, why are you also wandering around the mansion?"

Gao Qiu said angrily: "I finished my official duties and was about to enter the palace to report. I just happened to meet you."

After finishing speaking, if I thought about it wrong, I was the father, so why did I have to explain it to my son? !

So even more angry.

At this moment, Old Du Guan stepped forward and said to Gao Qiu, "Taiwei, the sedan chair is ready."

Gao Qiu also knew that it was important to enter the palace, and he had no time to argue with his son.

Gao Ming's most recent major achievement: Qi Dad.

He hid aside for the time being, watched Gao Qiu leave the door, and swaggered back to his courtyard.

Before he finished a sip of hot tea, the old Du Guan came to him, "Yanei, Lu Qian is here."

Gao Ming almost forgot about this person, "What is he here for? Didn't I tell him to take good care of Fu An?"

"He keeps claiming that he has something important to report, I think it is something important."

Gao Ming hesitated for a moment, then got up and went to the front hall to meet Lu Qian.

As soon as Lu Qian met, he said cautiously: "Yanei, Dong Chao and Xue Ba are not doing well, and there is no result for Lin Chong."

Thinking it was something, it turned out to be this matter, Gao Ming said impatiently: "If there is no result, there will be no result, just a little Lin Chong, let him go, I have something to do in the yamen, so I will bother me with him , it looks good with you!"

Lu Qian didn't give up, "But this Lin Chong is narrow-minded, and I'm afraid that he will hold grudges against Ya Nei. If he doesn't end up with him, I'm afraid it will be bad for you in the future."

Gao Ming found out that some people don't understand what they say, so he thought you were being fooled.

"Hmph, is it against me or against you?" Gao Ming sneered and said, "The trick of borrowing a knife to kill people has come to my head, and you are not afraid that you will not play it tomorrow."

Lu Qian was seen through, and his face turned pale in an instant, as if he had drained his blood, but then suddenly his ears turned red, his legs softened, and he knelt down on the ground, "What do you say in the yamen, the villain has no such thoughts."

"Let's leave the matter of Lin Chong here. If anyone mentions it again, I want him to look good!" After finishing speaking, he walked away.

Was Gao Yanei such a smart and cold person before?

Lu Qian stared at Gao Yanei's back dejectedly, unable to get up for a while.