Daming Super Daddy

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"Husband, you simply don't have any other options now, why don't you just ask Gao Sui, maybe Gao Sui has a solution?" Xu Miao said without giving up: "No matter how bad it is, let Gao Sui pull from the polo team." Some people come out and form a Cuju team again."

"It's not that simple. Cuju and polo are not the same thing." Zhu Song shook his head first, then seemed to think of something, and said, "Forget it, anyway, there's nothing we can do right now. It's better to ask Gao Sui."

"Come on, send someone to Zhao Wang's mansion, and invite Zhao Wang to this king... Forget it, I'd better go by myself." Zhu Song originally wanted to order someone to invite Zhao Wang, but after thinking about it, this time it was If Zhu Gaosui had something to do, he could show his sincerity by coming to the door in person.

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Zhu Gaosui has been running out of energy lately. Since he was bestowed the title of King Zhao, he is no longer needed for many things in the army, and more often the soldiers will do it.

Therefore, Zhu Gaosui was idle, but his temperament was the worst, so he selected some soldiers from the royal guards to form a polo team, and surrounded a piece of land outside Nanjing to form a polo team. He built a small polo field specially for training polo players. Sometimes, when his skills became unbearable, he would go on the field himself and compete with his polo players.

Of course, Zhu Gaosui is not as good at polo as his subordinates, but this guy is their master, so let him be more or less!

In fact, Zhu Gaosui also has a business mind. He actually divided the polo team he formed under his hands into two teams, and they played against each other.

There will be spectators for every match, and if you want to watch a polo game, you have to pay money to go to the polo field.

For these audiences, most of them are the civil and military officials of Ming Dynasty and the common people. For the civil and military officials of Ming Dynasty, there are naturally special positions, because they like to spend more money and stand in a good position; Seats farther away may simply be standing tickets, which are not expensive anyway, only three to five copper coins.

During the period, this guy even opened a betting market, usually one to three, and the highest one to five, betting on the outcome.

No, today just happened to be the day of the polo match again.

The weather was fine and the spring was bright, Zhu Gaosui came to the polo field early in the morning.

The current polo and even cuju are far from having as many rules as in Zhu Song's previous life. Most of the time, polo players are going forward and rampaging on the field, so that fouls continue.

The knowledge of the competition between the two teams, the friction between the two teams because of the strong polo, can be said to turn into a "fighting friendly match". No matter how gentle and refined he is, he will shout and curse wildly.

At this time, Zhu Gaosui was standing at the highest point of the polo field, looking at the more than 200 spectators on the edge of the polo field, feeling happy in his heart, nonsense, this is all money, can he be unhappy?

"Your Highness, King Han is here."

At this moment, Zhu Gaosui's bodyguard came over and bowed to salute him.

"Huh?" Zhu Gaosui was stunned for a moment, and said, "Who are you talking about?"

The guard had no choice but to repeat: "If you go back to His Highness, it is His Highness King Han!"

"Uncle Song Huang is here, hurry up, hurry up, follow me to meet you." Zhu Gaosui's calf twitched, and he turned around to meet Zhu Song at the gate of the polo field.

"Hahaha, there's no need to go, the king came in by himself." Before walking a few steps, the voice of Zhu Song laughing came over, but it was Zhu Song who had already brought Han Qingshan and several disguised relatives of Prince Han's mansion. Wei came in.

"Uncle Songhuang, you just came back, you haven't had enough rest, have you? Why are you free to come to my nephew?" Zhu Gaosui hurried forward, with a smile on his face.

Since childhood, Zhu Gaosui and Zhu Song have been relatives, and the two can even be said to have grown up together. It was only later that Zhu Di went to Beiping to become a foreigner, and the two separated.

"What's the matter? You can't come if you haven't rested enough? Are you giving me an order to drive away the guests?" Zhu Song stared and said, "If you say that, then the king will go back."

"Hey, hey, don't!" Zhu Gaosui hurriedly grabbed Zhu Song, and said with a flattering smile, "What is Uncle Song talking about? If my nephew is not welcome here, who can't help but welcome you! Come, come, my nephew will bring you You go around the field and see how we are doing!"

"Let's watch the game first." Zhu Song waved his hands, staring at the red and blue teams who were fighting each other on the polo field, and said: "I have heard of your place a long time ago, I didn't expect these people below It's pretty tough."

Hearing Zhu Song's words, Zhu Gaosui's face turned slightly pale: "That's right, Uncle Song, you don't know, the people under my nephew were all masters of Cuju in the early years, yes My nephew personally picked them out of the SS and trained them in polo, and it paid off in a short period of time."

"Huh?" Zhu Song raised his eyebrows, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

This is really a mountain and water, there is no way to doubt it, and there is another village in the dark and bright!

Originally, when Zhu Song saw the two brutal teams below, he already had no hope for Cuju, but he didn't expect that all the brutal guys below were all good Cuju players.

"Okay, playing... hey, I didn't make it! Damn, you called Xu Liang, didn't you see Xu Liang waiting for a long time?" Just when Zhu Song was still in a daze, Zhu Gaosui said with some regret It sounded.

"Huh?" Zhu Song turned his head to look at the center of the polo field, but saw a young man with a blue cloth band around his head, rubbed the edge of the polo with a polo stick in his hand, and hit the polo. The polo deflected and flew out. It's a long way, but it's a pity that I didn't enter.

"Grass, can you play polo?"

"The shopkeeper, the shopkeeper, I want a refund, a refund!"

"Shopkeeper, I want to bet on the red team, I want to bet on the red team!"

Following the miss of the ball, the spectators who were watching were not happy. This is too fucking bad. Obviously the technique is so strong, but the actual effect is so sloppy that it makes people want to die. People look down?

Those civil and military officials and Ming nobles who spent a lot of money and bet on the victory of the blue team were filled with righteous indignation.

Who doesn't get angry when they lose money?What's more, they didn't bet a little bit, and lost all games, how distressed it is?

"We lost again." The gong sounded in the arena, and Zhu Gaosui's expression on his face was not very good.

"Oh?" Zhu Song looked at Zhu Gaosui and said, "You mean, the blue team often loses?"

"Isn't it?" Zhu Gaosui frowned, and said: "In the early days of cuju, Xu Liang and Zhang Ke could be said to be generals who were always victorious, but Ma Yun of the red team lost more and won less. This is no longer playing cuju. It's weird to come to the polo and it's the other way around."

"What's so strange about this?" Zhu Song laughed, "This person has both good and bad things. For example, the blue team should specialize in Cuju, while the red team is better at polo. Besides Now, it’s fun to win and lose, isn’t it?”

"Well, Uncle Songhuang, you are right." Zhu Gaosui seemed to recover after being persuaded by Zhu Song, and said, "Uncle Songhuang, the game is over, let's go for a walk?"

"Alright, then let's talk as we walk." Zhu Song nodded, turned and walked out, "Gao Sui, I have something to ask of you when I come here this time."

"Huh?" Zhu Gaosui looked at Zhu Song with some surprise, and said, "Uncle Song, if you come to see your nephew for something you can't handle, wouldn't it be even more difficult?"

"That's not necessarily true." Zhu Song looked at Zhu Gaosui with a smile, and said, "Besides, you must help me complete this matter!"

Now Zhu Gaosui is even more curious, what is going on, how can he be so sure?

"Why, can't you figure it out?" Zhu Song said: "Let me tell you, this time, this king has followed your father's order to come to you to look for capable people and strangers."

"What kind of capable people?" Zhu Gaosui said: "My nephew has some rough people under his command. At most, his force value is stronger. How can there be any capable people?"

"Why not?" Zhu Song interrupted him, saying: "Xu Liang and the others..."

"They're just a group of people who can't even play polo well. What kind of talents are they?" Before Zhu Song could finish speaking, Zhu Gaosui interrupted him, "If you want capable people, nephew Give you the red team."

"Can you listen to what Uncle has to say?" Zhu Song gave Zhu Gaosui a hard look, and said, "What Uncle wants is a Cuju master. I heard you clearly, it is a Cuju master, not a Polo master!"

"Ah?" Zhu Gaosui couldn't understand, what's going on?

"Let me tell you, the special envoy of the Eastern Roman Empire, Jones, met with the Four Emperor Brothers yesterday, and proposed to have a 'friendship test' with capable men and strangers from Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Song said quietly: "This competition is divided into three sections per centimeter. The first section is chess; Candidates for the competition, only the Cuju in the third quarter, has not been able to determine the personnel."

Seeing that what Zhu Song said did not seem to be a lie, Zhu Gaosui asked, "Then...how did you know that your nephew has a Cuju master under his command?"

"Didn't you tell Uncle?" Zhu Song looked at Zhu Gaosui in surprise, "Before this king just knew that you had a group of polo masters under your command, so I came to you with the intention of giving it a try, and I also wanted to start from the polo polo team. You bring some polo masters over here, and temporarily train Cuju. Unexpectedly, when you come to you, Xu Liang and other members of the blue team may say that their polo skills are so-so, but you said that they are all good Cuju players. He wins more and loses less, such a good Cuju player, wouldn't he be a talent if he doesn't hand it over to Uncle?"

"This...it will work!" Zhu Gaosui didn't expect this to happen, "But Uncle Songhuang, after all, they haven't played cuju for a long time, it's best to train them as a whole..."

"Sure, you don't need to worry about this, your father will naturally find someone." Zhu Song was quite open-minded, "You just need to give the man to Uncle."