The Happy Life of Small Officials in Northern Song Dynasty

The game, which was interrupted by the sound of the gong on the sidelines, started again; after Su Jin kicked off, everyone in the Red Horse team rushed over with their arms sideways. Knocked the short Wei Songhe to the side and fell to the ground; the man with a red face intercepted the ball and wanted to attack Wei Songhe who fell to the ground, stretched out his toes and gave a very concealed hook, the man slapped forward with a forward momentum in the grass.

"Foul girl's ankle hook." The man raised his hand and shouted, protruding the grass in his mouth and blood oozing between his teeth.

"It's your mother's fault, why don't you say you bumped into someone." The audience on the side saw it clearly and shouted.

"Zhang Qiutou..." The man complained to Zhang Ye with infinite grievances.

Zhang Ye's face was seyin and he scolded: "If you don't roll up, the ball will go into the idiot!"

I saw that Su Jin was already celebrating with his fists raised. Just after he fell, the ball was snatched from under his feet by Su Jin. Thirty steps away from Merry Eye, a precise Shi She had pierced through the opponent's goal.

The score narrowed to two goals. Zhang Ye felt anxious and cooperated with Zhu Shiyong to advance the ball to the side of the unnamed team, passing an opponent player who rushed to fill his position, and then comfortably sent the ball in front of Zhu Shiyong. Zhu Shiyong arrived. Now that a goal has not been scored, at this moment, he is naturally excited and kicks his long legs.

The ball flew crookedly and slowly, and the altitude was too low, even before reaching the height of Merry Eye, it slowly fell and flew out of the field; Zhang Ye yelled: "Stupid girls have stronger legs than you, and all your usual energy is vented in the brothel and rolled away. "

Zhu Shiyong clutched his calf and said aggrievedly: "Zhi Niang kicked my calf, ouch."

Zhang Ye looked at Su Jinzheng who was not far away and laughed to himself: "This group of people are also starting to play dirty tricks like their team members, so remind everyone to take precautions. This round of attack is useless again.

Zhang Ye looked at the sidelines and saw that Cao Min was sitting upright drinking tea, and he seemed to have no intention of punishing Su Jin and the others. He understood that Cao Min was also afraid of causing public anger, so he could only turn a blind eye and close his eyes at this moment. Everything depends on his own group.

Zhang Ye quickly reminded his team members to pay attention to guard against the opponent's insidious tricks and wait for the two sides to come and go. I went to the field like plum blossoms and bamboos. Dirty but not exciting to look at.

The audience around were dumbfounded. Looking at the rules of Cuju in the Song Dynasty, this kind of cuju is already unique, and this kind of brutal and dirty kicking method is even more unique; With such a great fun, it is natural to watch the excitement, and every time someone falls to the ground and is disgraced, there will be bursts of laughter and screams on the sidelines, as if to encourage this way of playing football.

Qi Shunbin, the head of the academy, shook his head as he watched, and wanted to stop the competition, but when he saw the dozen or so speakers around him, their beards were trembling with excitement, their old fingers clasped the armrests of the chairs, and their faces looked like they had taken spring medicine, so they could only sit back. Sighed alone in the chair.

The female relatives were so excited that their faces turned red. They were not excited because the game became brutal and bloody. What they were excited about was the [-] students who were all in tattered clothes, pulling and scratching. Some half of the body is almost shirtless. The student with a centipede lying on his crotch has split stitches in his crotch. When he was running, he was bulging in the wind, as if he was stuffed with a big cock, and he could vaguely see the spring inside. Let the women who are usually reserved and self-disciplined by the gentlemen's three obediences and four virtues have a different kind of pleasure.

Xia Silin clenched his small fists, his eyes followed Su Jin's figure on the court, and every time he fell, Xia Silin's heart tightened with his small hands, and he followed suit.

"What are you doing, man? You don't need to pinch my arm if you are nervous. You have been pinched with three fingernails in such a short time. Don't think that your nails grow down, so you are afraid that you will pinch me again to make you look good."

Xia Silin shyly apologized quickly, but after a while, he unconsciously put his hands on someone else's body and pinched his flesh. After a few rounds, there was already a space around Xia Silin, and the students around him were too disturbed. It flashed and went far away.

At the end of the time, the score of the field was chased to [-] draws, and the timed coil of incense was approaching the end, and soon the cotton thread would be burned by the incense fire. When the hammer under the cotton thread fell into the cymbals, it was the end of the game.

Everyone in the field is already scratched and ragged, panting like cows; this is not a Cuju game, it is simply a group fight between idlers and hooligans on the street, no worse than those idlers fighting, at least on the street Fighting will not be like women's mutual scratching, but old fists; it is simply too low.

The game is coming to an end, and the nameless team's last chance to attack comes. Everyone on the sidelines believes that this match will end in a draw because Pan Xiang's length is no longer enough to complete the last attack.

Of course, Su Jin can't give up this last chance. After quickly serving the ball, the opponent retreats to his own 25-step area for intensive defense. The ball is passed from Su Jin's feet to Wang Anshi's corner position, and then passed back to Wu Hengxin on the center line. Wu Hengxin received it. At the moment of the ball, four Red Horse players double-teamed.

Seeing that the route of the ball has been blocked, Su Jin was very disappointed. It seemed that this attack was in vain. However, Wu Hengxin suddenly let out a loud shout, took the ball and rushed forward without hesitation. He slammed his head hard, only to hear the sound of Kaba Kaba, the terrifying sound of bones colliding, and the sound of people's teeth aching, Wu Hengxin's fat body bumped into the two door panels abruptly, jumped aside, and squeezed through alive.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the other two people on both sides shoveled over with both feet. Wu Hengxin endured the pain all over his body and raised the ball to the top of his head, jumped up vigorously, and shouted: "Su ball head catches the ball."

With a flick of his head, the ball was pushed out of the four-person pinch encirclement, and then the red horse team's shovel had reached Wu Hengxin, who was in mid-air, with both left and right legs at the same time. Generally, it hits the ground and splashes dust and grass foam all over the place.

Su Jin grabbed the gap and faced the incoming ball. His chest stopped. At this moment, with their backs to the goal, Zhu Shiyong and Zhang Ye clung to Su Jin's feet and kicked wildly behind him. Su Jin had no time to think about other things. The juggling upside-down golden hook hooked heavily on the ball. The ball flew over the heads of several people with a wonderful arc and flew back.

The audience was silent, and all eyes were fixed on the flying ball. The ball flew straight to the Red Horse team's Merry Eye, bounced inside the ring on the left, bounced to the inside of the ring on the right, and then fell into the net with a splash.

At this time, the incense sticks were burned out, the hammer fell, and the cymbals made a sound as the ball fell into the net, and the ball scored perfectly.

Shocking cheers erupted from the field, and the shocking timing of She's determination was well timed for a perfect attack.

The members of the Red Horse Team slumped and covered their faces and sighed.

Only then did everyone realize that Wu Hengxin was lying on the ground motionless. Su Jin waited too late to celebrate and ran over to turn Wu Hengxin over. Wu Hengxin's face was muddy and pale.

Su Jin panicked and the situation seemed to be going badly, so she called out to everyone, "Brother Wu, wake up."

Wu Hengxin didn't respond. Su Jin stretched out his hand to sniff him. Wu Hengxin suddenly opened his mouth and bit Su Jin's finger, and suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Why are you still alive?"

Everyone was very surprised and immediately cheered. Su Jin patted his face with tears in his eyes and said: "My good brother, we won and scored."

Wu Hengxin murmured: "I knew that Brother Su would miss the ball if he catches the ball. Don't forget that he promised me."

Su Jin asked in astonishment, "What's the matter?"

"Chicken ass, you didn't really want to play tricks when you promised me." Wu Hengxin said while grabbing Su Jin's clothes.

Su Jin laughed loudly and said, "It's indispensable that your buttocks are all fat and greasy."

Wu Hengxin rejoiced and said, "That's true. Oh, my leg hurts so much. These bastards are really ruthless."

Su Jin hurriedly checked the bruises on both sides of his legs, and it turned out to be black enough; Su Jin tentatively supported Wu Hengxin to stand up until he stood up, and then a stone in his heart fell to the ground, as long as he didn't hurt his bones, he was fine.

Only then did the crowd begin to enjoy the joy of victory. Su Jin, Wang Anshi and others clapped their hands one by one, and Xia Silin, who was covering his mouth and weeping excitedly, stretched out a V sign and was surrounded by the crowd who poured into his side. All were held aloft like heroes.