Xianyang City, Lion Tower.

The Lion Building belongs to the Wang family's industry. Because Wang Li loves rugby, he built a stadium in the Lion Building.

It was originally a personal hobby, but I didn’t expect that the business of Lion Building would be booming, so it was often overcrowded.

All famous restaurants in Xianyang are being expanded, and it is necessary to build a complex integrating leisure and entertainment, catering, and sanitation.

Zhao Kun arranged the Wuhuan envoy here to allow them to eat, drink and have fun.

Today, a ball game was held in the Lion Building. The two sides were teams from the northern Xianyang competition area, namely the "Canglang Team" of the Jiuyuan Hou Mansion and the "Falcon Team" of the Longxi Hou Mansion.

In the bright sunshine, the players sweated wildly.

In order to win a good ranking in the ranking competition, every player tries his best.

After all, ranking will ultimately affect whether you can enter the knockout stage and the final title.

The fierce competition made the audience excited, and also made the competition very interesting.

Accompanied by cheers, Fan Xiliang stood up from the stands, clenched his fist with his right hand, and waved his strength downwards, looking excited.

However, after all, I was used to the appearance of a scholar and could not shout like crazy to others.

When the gongs rang in the venue, Fan Xiliangcai sat back on his seat and continued to watch the game with great interest.

"Mr. Fan also likes rugby?" Zhao Kun looked at Fan Xiliang with some amusement.

He no longer had the passion he had for the game, so his reaction was relatively dull, and these two teams were not the teams he liked.

But when he saw Fan Xiliang, he said with shame: "I have nothing to do recently and I have seen a lot. At first I was invited by a friend, but later I gradually fell in love with this sports."

"Now, as long as there are competitions in Xianyang City, I will come to watch them whenever I have time."

"I didn't expect Mr. Fan is also a fan!"

"What are the fans?"

"Just someone who likes watching football!"

Zhao Kun explained and asked curiously: "I wonder if Mr. Fan has a team he particularly likes?"

"have!"

Fan Xiliang nodded and smiled and said, "I prefer the Bullets!"

"Bullet team?"

Zhao Kun was stunned for a moment and suddenly said, "That's Wang Li's team!"

"It's true." Fan Xiliang nodded slightly, and said with admiration: "However, I heard that the players of the Bullets were trained by His Royal Highness the Prince before. They can make it to the top three in the top three in the game, thanks to His Royal Highness the Prince's teachings. ”

"You know this, it seems to be a real fan!"

"I'm just hearing about it..."

"Mr. Fan, please be polite." Zhao Kun smiled and shook his head, then took a sip of ice, looked at the field again, and said, "In fact, the current players are more professional than the previous players, and their tactics are rich and diverse."

"But." As he said that, he changed his mind and looked at Fan Xiliang and said, "In the future, Mr. Fan can report my name and enter the infield to watch."

"This...how does this make?"

Fan Xiliang hurriedly refused.

Zhao Kun smiled and said, "I haven't watched much football recently, so I've wasted Wang Li's kindness, not to mention that my viewing platform is very large, and Mr. Fan can also bring his family."

"Take family?" Fan Xiliang was a little confused.

Zhao Kun glanced at him, winked and said, "It's Mrs. Ling, Meng Jiangnu!"

Fan Xiliang: “…”

Zhao Kun: “…”

Both of them looked at each other without saying a word.

After a moment, Zhao Kun sighed: "Mr. Fan has this hobby, and it would be a great pleasure to share it with Mrs. Ling."

"I believe that with Meng Jiangnu's personality, she should be able to watch a good game with Mr. Fan."

Hearing this, Fan Xiliang became even more confused.

Zhao Kun shook his head helplessly and said with a smile: "Mr. I like to watch football. If you take your wife, your mood will naturally get better."

"Isn't it wonderful for both husband and wife to be happy, and it can also enhance feelings and promote harmony in their lives?"

"I see!"

Fan Xiliang nodded suddenly and said in admiration: "It's still the Prince's thoughtfulness."

"That's!"

Zhao Kun said proudly: "When talking about how to please women, I am very experienced."

Hearing this, Fan Xiliang admired even more.

However, at this moment, Zheng Man and a few people came over.

Zhao Kun knew that they were the messengers of Wuhuan when he saw their clothes, so he smiled politely.

"I've seen His Highness the Crown Prince."

The Wuhuan envoy greeted Zhao Kun with the etiquette of the grassland.

"Dear Prince, thank you for giving us the most gorgeous clothes and treating us here. His Royal Highness is Wuhuan's best friend."

"You guys are kind."

Zhao Kun showed a warm smile and nodded slightly: "Come from afar, please sit down."

"Thank you, Prince."

The Wuhuan envoy looked at each other and then sat down with a smile.

Zhao Kun looked at the clothes on them and asked with concern: "Is these clothes fitting?"

"fit!"

When the Wuhuan envoy heard Zhao Kun's words, he couldn't stop smiling. He stood up and twisted, and said with a smile: "This is the best-looking clothes I have worn by Ubar. I plan to buy a few more when I go back to Wuhuan.

I put on my father and mother and my beloved woman.”

"This dress cannot be worn casually!"

"ah?"

"Men wear gorgeous clothes, brocade robes, sweatshirts. Women wear skirts, including curved skirts, Confucian skirts, and palace skirts." Zhao Kun explained with a smile: "There are many styles of clothes in Daqin. When you go back, I will give them to you again.

How many sets do you have?"

"In addition, coupled with the recent popular cosmetics, jewelry, and picture fans in Xianyang, we will ensure that your women are crazy for you because you make them as beautiful as fairies."

Hearing this, the Uhuan messengers laughed.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince is so generous."

Ubar was in a good mood. He took two boxes from his entourage and handed them to Zhao Kun: "We Wuhuan have nothing good, and I hope the prince will not laugh at him. This is our little intention."

"Oh? I have a gift, too?"

Zhao Kun took the box curiously and asked politely: "Can I open it?"

"You can do whatever you want." Ubar smiled and raised his hand.

Zhao Kun nodded and opened the box, and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

"Meteorite." Ubar explained: "Wuhuan has a lot of fur, but the best thing is Meteorite."

"Meteorite iron can forge the best weapon. This weapon is cut like mud. Only real warriors can deserve it."

Of course, Zhao Kun knew the power of the Meteorite and was happy, but in front of the Wuhuan envoy, he didn't like it, so he refused: "Just come, what else can I give me gifts? Don't do this next time.

Then, otherwise I'll be unhappy."

"You have a saying in the past, "You are following the local customs, and we are also acting in the rules." Ubar explained with a smile: "I just went to Dianke Mansion to talk about things before, but forgot to prepare gifts."

"We have been there for more than half a month and have learned a lot of etiquette. We know that we should bring a greeting to the guests."

"Look, you are also a distinguished guest of Daqin, why is the difference between being a human being so big?"

When Zhao Kun heard Ubar's words, he turned his head to look at Fan Xiliang and Zheng Man, and said to himself.

Upon hearing this, Ubar and others, their smiles were very strong, and they almost stepped on the Xianbei people's faces to the ground.

"Since the Ubar brothers are hard to refuse, I will accept it, otherwise we will meet!"

"That's it, that's it. For the friendship between His Highness and Wuhuan, I would like to ask His Highness to not refuse."

"Hahaha, OK."

Zhao Kun laughed for a while, nodded, and then handed the Liang box to Fan Xiliang and Zheng Man.

"Please!" Zhao Kun raised his hand and signaled that Ubar and others to sit down again.

Ubar responded happily, "Okay" and then sat down with the messengers.
To be continued...