At this time, Captain Zuo made a beautiful volley, sending the ball steadily into Fengliu's eyes, and a burst of cheers immediately burst out from the crowd at the scene.

"good!"

In the crowd, Fan Zhong couldn't help but cheer.

Yuan Bin glanced at him interestingly and asked, "Old Fan, do you usually play?"

Fan Zhong nodded and said, "Practice with the soldiers occasionally!"

In fact, since its birth, Cuju has not only been a pastime for literati and scholars, but has also been widely circulated in the army.

Liu Xiang's "Bielu" records that stomping Ju is the military force. Therefore, when practicing samurai, one knows that he has talent, he is all talking about practicing because of playing.

In other words, Cuju eliminates the symbolic momentum and daily practice can help soldiers maintain good physical strength and mood.

Therefore, when Fan Zhong and Yuan Bin saw Cuju, especially those who played beautifully, they immediately had a common language.

Zhu Qizhen didn't feel anything. In his eyes, this level of sports was really mediocre.

Yuan Bin and Fan Zhong were having a lot of talk. If they weren't for official business, they would have a great interest in having a chance to have some competition.

"Two sirs..."

At this time, Belin said behind her: "The Emperor is gone!"

The two of them then realized and hurriedly followed.

Zhu Qizhen did not go directly to find Yu Qian, but instead found a restaurant to stay in. Because Yu Qian's temporary public housing was located in the prefect's office, it was inconvenient to enter and exit.

The Jinyiwei had already figured out the situation in Huai'an Prefecture and arranged spies around him, so there was no need to worry about safety issues.

Everyone rushed to the road for days, but they couldn't eat well. Now they had time to order a table full of wine and food to send to the guest room.

Several people were eating, and Yu Qian arrived.

"I bow to the emperor!"

Zhu Qizhen chewed the vegetables in his mouth and asked, "Have you eaten?"

“Uh… yet, not…”

"Sit down and eat together!"

Yu Qian also carried the gun with Zhu Qizhen. He was not polite now, so he added a pair of bowls and started it directly.

Zhu Qizhen said while eating, "How are you doing lately?"

Yu Qian held the bowl and replied, "After the emperor's kindness, everything is fine."

Zhu Qizhen asked again: "Do you like Cuju?"

Yu Qian shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

Zhu Qizhen couldn't help but put down the bowl quickly and said bluntly: "Then why are you doing a Cuju competition? Isn't this a waste of money? Even if you don't have money, aren't you afraid of delaying the construction period? It's winter, and if the water is not cured, it will be a problem for the people to farm next spring."

Yu Qian seemed to be fine and said, "Your Majesty, do you remember what I said to the emperor before leaving the capital?"

Zhu Qizhen thought for a while and said, "You mean, is it the same principle for controlling water and leading troops?"

“That’s right!”

Yu Qian explained: "I asked the teams to select Cuju teams. The original intention was to let the teams disperse their complaints about Shangguan through the confrontation of Cuju, so that their energy could be vented."

Zhu Qizhen looked confused, as if it was difficult to understand for a moment.

Yu Qian continued: "In addition, they can also breed a sense of competition between them. In this way, they will work hard to win the Cuju team they support every ten days, not only will they have a considerable reward, but they can also get the joy and satisfaction of victory."

"What you mean is to find something for everyone to do so that no one can wait for an opportunity to cause trouble?"
Chapter completed!