Zhang Xiaowu scratched his head, laughed, and suddenly realized that he was really ten years younger than the emperor. To be more precise, his age in this world was "nineteen and a half years old." After time travel, his biggest trouble was a three-year-old
It feels like having the mind of a fifteen-year-old and the healthy body of a nineteen-year-old at the same time -
- Damn good. Young people often act according to their temper and offend others because of their immaturity in mind and knowledge. Anyone who disagrees with them will use their fists. On the contrary, they have suffered a few years of setbacks in society and have reached the age of twenty-eight.
After the age of nine, you will be humble and cautious in everything, have some secrets in your heart, and be able to keep secrets in your mouth.
Today, Zhang Xiaowu combines a mature mind with a young body. After living in his thirties, he suddenly looks young. Even when he goes to sleep, he feels that his life has been worthwhile.
"My lord, my lord, why are you giggling?" Guan Xiang asked hurriedly when he saw something was wrong.
"Ahem, cough, cough..." Zhang Xiaowu straightened himself up, fixed the futou, and said: "The imperial court's intention of peace talks is a good thing for the country and the people. However, it is not clear whether peace talks with the dog barbarians are good or bad for us."
Hu Sanwan said: "The news brought by Lang Er said that the capital is under the control of Uncle Du Shan. Sir, we should still have a good relationship with Uncle Du Shan."
Guan Xiang also said: "Bo Dushan is very resourceful. He is the only veteran commander among the four legions, and he has all the military power in the world under his control."
Zhang Xiaowu curled his lips and said: "Bo Dushan's power is overwhelming, but the prince of the prison country is in the prime of his youth. Even if he becomes emperor in the future, he will not be able to tolerate Du Shanbo. Longdu will inevitably set off a bloody storm. It has been proved several times in history.
In the end, none of the powerful ministers ended up happy. Even if Dushanbo is now fifty-eight, he may bring trouble to his children in the future. If Dushanbo wants to start well and end well, he will have to imitate Cao Cao and proclaim himself a king, and his descendants will take the throne and become emperors."
Everyone was shocked. Is Du Shanbo plotting rebellion?
Shen Lindong said hurriedly: "Sir, what do you mean..."
Zhang Xiaowu sneered and said: "Although warriors in politics are glorious for a while, their consequences are often miserable. And with Du Shanbo's body and energy, who will be in charge of the ups and downs in ten years?" Zhang Xiaowu suddenly turned to look at Ruan Qingwen and said: "Master Ruan, you
I have a bad idea, how can you make the court pay attention to Mucheng?"
Ruan Qingwen staggered and almost fell down. What do you mean, I am the worst? What is wrong with me? He couldn't help but ask: "Why did the city lord say this?"
Zhang Xiaowu said: "Wucheng, the future of Wooden City."
Ruan Qingwen thought about it carefully and said: "As long as the war in Saibei continues, Mucheng will become the only choice for the imperial court sooner or later."
"War..." Zhang Xiaowu chewed these two words carefully, and a smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth. In the land bordering Quanyi, how can there be no war without me here.
The Mucheng Football League in the first year of Dade was in full swing. Every game attracted thousands of people sitting at home to watch. Of course, it was also because people in this era were really lacking in spiritual entertainment activities and there were no entertainment activities. Although this football match
It was unfamiliar, but after watching it for a few days, everyone gradually understood the rules.
Zhang Xiaowu must attend every game. He was a football enthusiast before time travel. He was also a midfielder in the district library football team. Although his skills were not very good, he had plenty of physical strength, speed, and strong feet, and could run the entire court.
Amazing, known as Pudong Bartuso. At this moment, Zhang Xiaowu was sitting in the audience and stamping his feet in anger. It was the final of the league championship and runner-up, and the Mucheng champion team faced off against the Mucheng Ares team.
Every time he saw mistakes and missed opportunities, Zhang Xiaowu wished he could get off the field and play football himself. The way he clenched his fists frightened Mang Zhong and persuaded him: "Sir, otherwise you will cancel the football game, right?"
“Why cancel?”
"I see you are angry every day. Have they offended you?"
Zhang Xiaowu immediately shook his head: "What does this mean? This is just a little bit of stinginess. You know, I am a Chinese fan. The most I can do when I get angry is to curse a few times. I was so excited when I saw the Chinese team playing a game before.
Mother, you want to kill someone?"
Manzhong was so frightened that he stuck out his tongue and said, "Ah? How hateful is the Chinese team? It makes you so angry?"
"I used to have this kind of impulse at least three or four times a year, but later my mentality improved. After being stimulated too much, I didn't feel anything anymore. Like others, I have a great enlightenment after being disappointed to the end." Zhang Xiaowu missed the past a little bit.
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Netizens and friends criticized the comfortable days of the national football team. In that world, there were mobile phones, computers, flush toilets, electric lights, peppers, potatoes, onions, spicy crayfish, delicious hairy crabs, Sichuan cuisine, Cantonese cuisine and Hunan cuisine.
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Damn this world, even mutton kebabs don’t have cumin!
Half an hour later, the Mucheng Ares team defeated the Mucheng Champions Team 4:2 and won the first Mucheng Football League Championship. The whole team held up the five sheep that symbolized the final winner!
After Zhang Xiaowu personally hung the iron medal symbolizing the championship around the neck of each player, he established many rules of the Shenghan Football League in the future, such as the number of teams, the size of the field, the size of the goal, position definition, game scores, championship awards, etc.
Etc. Hundreds of years later, the world has always believed that the holy Han man Zhang Xiaowu was the inventor of football, and named the World Football Champions Cup the Zhang Xiaowu Cup...
Not long after the Mucheng Football League in the first year of Dade ended, Mucheng finally welcomed the imperial envoy from Longdu to Quanyi for peace talks. Zhang Xiaowu led the crowd to welcome them, and they were surprised to find that the envoy for peace talks was actually an old acquaintance, Su Yu, and there was only one person around Su Yu.
Thirty-six guards and no one else.
Su Yu, who has always been greedy for life, fearful of death, and regards wealth as life, has become the envoy to Quanyi——
"Where are the other envoys?" Zhang Xiaowu was too lazy to salute and stepped forward directly to ask.
Su Yu said with a sad face: "The other four envoys all fell ill before leaving. I also wanted to be sick. The left prime minister brought the imperial doctor to visit, alas..."
"The left prime minister wants to kill you." Zhang Xiaowu laughed.
Su Yu smiled bitterly: "You have all seen it, and most people in the world have seen it. I was killed by a conspiracy."
Zhang Xiaowu said again: "The emperor also wants to kill you."
"No need to repeat it." Su Yu looked up to the sky and sighed, with a divine expression that saw the essence of the world, as if he was already dead.
Zhang Xiaowu said again: "All the officials also want to kill you."
"I think you want to kill me too..."
Zhang Xiaowu first arranged for the peace delegation to rush to the post station for a rest and meal. Then he looked at Su Yu's guards. Sure enough, they were thirty-six soldiers with no fighting spirit. They were led by a captain. Each of them had a kind of look on their face.
Feeling helpless, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Brother Boling, these guards of yours don't have any murderous intent at all, can they protect you? The man behind me, that fat man, can kill thirty-six of them by himself."
Do you believe it?"
Su Yu said helplessly: "Brother Zhang Xian, you know how difficult it is to find thirty-six people to protect me when I go north for peace talks. They - well, there are no others. They are responsible for transporting my body back to prove that my Su family
There is no coward."
Zhang Xiaowu laughed: "There are no cowards in the Su family, only fools."