Dad, don't be greedy! My brother climbed into the emperor's bed, and I became famous overn

at the same time.

Gu Mingli took advantage of the fact that everyone's attention was drawn to Huang Jiaojiao on the main stand.

He quickly bent over and ran to the team's rest area on the sidelines, where he tore off his shirt and threw it onto a bench.

He grabbed a wet towel from the copper basin and vigorously wiped the sweat off his body three times.

Back of the neck, inside of the arms, and waist.

They don't miss any area with a high concentration of sweat glands.

I chug down another cup of herbal tea to cool down.

The delicate fragrance, like a secluded orchid in a valley, dissipated slowly as the sweat was wiped away, like the receding tide.

The teammates sitting next to him, taking a break, secretly glanced at Gu Mingli's fair and translucent skin [soft lighting effect].

Then look at the butterflies fluttering all over the place.

Everyone tacitly kept quiet.

They all stood up and stood in front of the door to block the view from outside for Master Gu.

Gu Mingli pretended not to see it.

He secretly opened the system panel and glanced at it.

[Ten Boxes All-Round Skill - Body Fragrance] has been removed.

Cooldown time: 72 hours.

[Detected: Xiao Ye's favorability towards you +2, current favorability -423]

Gu Mingli breathed a sigh of relief.

He put his spare team uniform back on, turned around, and clapped his hands at his teammates.

"Let's go! Go on stage and take them down!"

"good!!"

The game has restarted.

The final score was 5 to 1.

Pujitang team won by a large margin.

As soon as the final gong struck for the third time, the Shen team leader rushed to the referee, his face flushed.

"It doesn't count! It doesn't count! This competition is unfair!"

He pointed into the field, and his voice cracked.

"So many bees and butterflies! They're seriously obstructing our team's view! That's a foul!"

The referee raised the green flag expressionlessly.

"The challenge is invalid, and the result of the match stands. Rule 17: Natural factors such as weather and insects do not constitute grounds for a foul."

The team leader stomped his foot three times in anger.

"How can this be considered a natural factor?! Those honey butterflies even got into our team members' ears!!"

Pei Yu stood to the side with her arms crossed, a slow, deliberate smirk playing on her lips.

"Hey! Why don't you ask the bee why it doesn't sting our team?"

Hehe, of course our little Master Gu smells good, and you all smell bad!

The team leader of the Shen family was speechless, his face turning red with embarrassment.

……

In the main stands.

A black figure crept along the wall and silently entered the attic of the stands.

Geng Zhi's gaze swept past the side door, met the person's eyes, and he nodded slightly.

The man in black had most of his face covered by a mask, leaving only a pair of extremely sharp eyes visible.

He strode closer and knelt on one knee in the shadow beside Xiao Ye's chair.

It is the Dragon Scale Guard.

Xiao Ye put down his teacup and subtly turned his body to the side.

The Dragonscale Guard lowered his voice.

"Your Majesty, the Dragon Scale Guard has split into two teams. One team has already returned to the capital, while the other team has gone to investigate a suspicious matter and is expected to return to the capital in a few days."

"We have found the two crops that Lord Gu mentioned in the area where the Northern Barbarians were fighting: sweet potatoes and potatoes. There are two boxes of samples in total."

Xiao Ye tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the seat.

"Well done."

These crops were requested by Gu Mingli.

It is said that if potatoes and sweet potatoes can be found, they can be used as reserve crops for the country's agricultural development.

In the event of a famine in the future, the people will not have to worry about food.

After saying that, he casually drew a large area on the geomantic map.

It was probably in the area where the Northern Barbarians were fighting.

Therefore, Xiao Ye dispatched a team of Dragon Scale Guards.

There were a dozen or so people, each carrying a small shovel.

He rode north from the capital and secretly infiltrated the war zone between Dayong and the Northern Di.

They traveled through more than a dozen states and counties.

Sandy lands, Gobi deserts, grasslands—they dug wherever they went.

When encountering local people who don't speak the local dialect, they would use gestures to inquire, and if gestures didn't work, they would draw pictures.

Three months.

Finally, these two things were unearthed in a large field at the junction of the Northern Di, the Wilderness Bandit Road, and the Great Yong.

"There's one more thing."

The Dragonscale Guard took out a neatly folded letter from his pocket and presented it with both hands.

"A folded document handed over by Zhao Pucheng, the magistrate of Anyang County, Jizhou."

"He asked someone to pass on a message, saying that this was the fourth one he had submitted. The first three folded letters had received no response."

Xiao Ye took the letter and unfolded it.

The handwriting on the paper was somewhat messy.

The pen trembled, as if it had been written in haste.

[...The drought in northern China this summer has already shown signs, with more than half of the crops in the fields withered and yellowed.]

[Recently, several ponds in the county have dried up, exposing riverbeds. Signs of locust larvae appearing in the cracked soil are already visible.]

[This humble servant dares to speak frankly: if we do not prepare relief provisions and allocate resources to combat locusts as soon as possible, a major disaster may strike within two months...]

Xiao Ye placed the folding paper on the table.

"Where did the first three pledgings get stuck?"

The Dragon Scale Guard cupped his hands and replied crisply:

"The Control Yuan has investigated and found that the problem lies with the Ministry of Justice. The person in charge is Chen Liangping, the Right Councilor of the Ministry of Justice, a protégé of the Cui family."

Xiao Ye picked up his teacup and took a slow, deliberate sip.

His expression was calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

"Understood. You've had a long journey, take three days off."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The Dragonscale Guards bowed and rose, silently retreating into the shadows along the edge of the stands.

The King of Qi listened to the whole thing from the side, and paused for a moment while gently waving his fan.

The two brothers exchanged a glance.

Xiao Ye turned his gaze to Gu Mingyue, who was still pretending to watch the game.

……

Inside the stadium.

Before the final gong had even faded, cheers from the audience surged forth like a tidal wave.

This was the first time the people of Beijing had ever experienced such a large-scale event.

The excitement surged among the thousands of people, lingering for a long time.

Everyone stood up from their seats and stood on tiptoe to look into the field.

The two teams were giving their thanks, and the whole stadium erupted in cheers and enthusiastic applause!

"Well done!"

"That was awesome! This match was so exciting to watch!"

"When is the next show? I want to come again!"

at the same time.

Long queues formed in front of the ten lottery prize redemption windows outside the stadium.

Each line has at least three or four hundred people.

The lottery player who bought the Pujitang winning ticket pulled out his ticket stub with a radiant smile.

After verifying the number, the clerk deftly pulled a small silver ingot from the counter and handed it over.

The silver coins, white as they were, sat in his palm, and the onlookers stared in disbelief.

A fat man swallowed hard and exclaimed, "They really gave it to us? We bet on one ounce and it turned into three?"

The man who received the silver ingot tossed it in his hand a couple of times, grinning from ear to ear:

"They really do give it to you! Is there any need to doubt Pujitang's credibility? Their business always keeps its word!"

Immediately afterwards, someone rushed to the lottery ticket purchase window.

"Quick! I'm betting on the Han team to win the next match, five goals, ten taels!"

Backstage at the stadium, in the team's locker room.

Gu Mingli took off his soaked jersey and draped it over his arm. He took the towel handed to him by the servant, quickly dried himself off, and changed into a clean, moon-white robe.

Her hair was tied back up with a strip of cloth, and she immediately looked more refined.

Pei Yuxing rushed over, his excitement still radiating, his eyebrows dancing with delight.

"Brother Gu! The brothers said they're going to the Drunken Immortal Restaurant in the east of the city for a celebratory meal!"

Gu Mingli chuckled and patted him on the shoulder.

"You all go and reserve seats first. I'll go and report to His Majesty, and I'll be right back."

Pei Yu simply said "Oh," and without asking any further questions, happily went back to the group to call out to the others.

Gu Mingli straightened his clothes and walked towards the main stands.