Chapter 157 Must-see sports during the Song Dynasty (6.6K)
After the comet disappears.
Everyone at the scene continued to observe the sky.
This kind of picture, which had never been seen before in ancient China, really aroused everyone's extremely strong interest.
Even Lao Li, Wang Hou, Zhang Shuye and others couldn't help but come forward and look at the stars several times.
Of course.
While gaining knowledge, there are also situations where concepts are broken.
Especially Xiao Li.
I don’t know after tonight.
Would this famous layman Yi An of later generations still write, "The fate may be intentional, so I taught you that the moon is exquisite." ’’s “The Proud Fisherman”.
Or 'When the wild goose returns, the moon is full on the west tower. ’’s “One Cut Plum Blossom”?
Then another hour passed.
Near the end of Hai hour, that is, around 11 o'clock in the evening.
Everyone finally ended their observation at night.
Later, Old Su left Mr. Xie Duguan and Donkey where he was and was responsible for finishing the descent of the telescope.
He took Old Li Wanghou and others down the mountain first - he planned to spend the whole night writing down everything he observed tonight.
As a guest, Xu Yun was naturally among the group of people coming down the mountain, but compared to the excitement of Lao Su and others, he felt vaguely puzzled:
I clearly built a telescope, but why didn't the halo indicate that the mission was completed?
Could it be said.
Wasn't Lao Su's so-called last wish to observe the starry sky with his own eyes?
But think about it.
According to the normal trajectory, Lao Su would obviously not have thought of or understood the concept of 'planet' without him appearing.
In other words, he definitely has thoughts about the stars, but he is probably not persistent enough to see their physical appearance with his own eyes.
At most, I wonder if there are really people chewing spicy rabbit heads on the moon.
A large part of Lao Su's curiosity about the starry sky in the past can be attributed to Xu Yun opening a new door for him.
So if nothing unexpected happens
The 'obsession' in Lao Su's heart was probably due to other reasons.
So what exactly could it be?
Xu Yun slowly shook his head.
This matter can only be found in the following days, looking for opportunities to try to verify this matter with Lao Su.
Then the group of people descended the mountain under the guidance of torches and took a carriage back to Bianjing. There was no curfew in the Song Dynasty, and Lao Su and the others reported relevant information to the city patrol department in advance before going out, so it was easy to return to the city. Didn't encounter too many difficulties.
A night of silence.
"Dong dong dong——"
Early the next morning, Xu Yun was woken up by a knock on the door:
"Brother Wang, Brother Wang, it's morning!"
Xu Yun rubbed his sleepy eyes, took a long stretch, and said in a daze:
"Who is it? Wait for me a moment"
Since he moved to the east wing where the doormen only live, he basically sleeps until he wakes up naturally every day. This is the first time that someone has called him to get up.
Then he got dressed, yawned and opened the door.
I saw an acquaintance of mine standing outside the door at this time:
Zhang San, third brother.
I think so.
Except for this boy, most servants would really not dare to knock on their own door.
"Brother Wang."
Seeing Xu Yun's sleepless look, Zhang San quickly raised the two tickets in his hand towards him:
"Haven't you always wanted to watch cuqiu? There is a competition today, and I managed to get two tickets.
You were not here yesterday, but I rushed to find you this morning. Do you want to go? ”
"Play ball?"
Hearing this word, Xu Yun's sleepiness suddenly disappeared, and his whole person became energetic:
"Where is the kicking? How long until it starts?"
"Jucheng outside the Daxiangguo Temple will start in about an hour."
Xu Yunjian left behind a word, turned around and returned to the house:
"Just wait for me for a while. I'll change my clothes and set off."
The so-called Cuqiu is the famous Cuju.
Little known.
The birthplace of modern football is John Bull, and the birthplace of modern football deserves to be China.
Actually.
If we want to talk about the history of Cuju in ancient China, it can at least be traced back to the Warring States Period.
For example, "Historical Records·Biography of Su Qin" records:
"Linzi is very rich and prosperous, and its people all play the pole, the drum and the harp, and play the ju."
This is also the earliest record of Cuju in history.
Wait until the Tang Dynasty.
Cuju has been further developed and has become a Cuju sport with detailed rules, and the work aspect reflects the popularity of Cuju.
In other words, when Cuju was in the Tang Dynasty, Cuju was not only a court entertainment activity, but also popularized among the people.
By the Song Dynasty, Cuju had reached its highest peak in history.
Not an exaggeration.
Cuju is the national sport of the Song Dynasty.
The enthusiasm of people in the Song Dynasty for Cuju and the popularity of Cuju competitions are no less than the World Cup in modern society.
From the emperor and his ministers to the common people, they are all crazy and die-hard Cuju fans.
Even yellow-haired children love Cuju very much, and an early football club, or Cuju team, was developed.
At that time, there were many professional Cuju performers who made a living exclusively by performing Cuju skills, and even advanced to the upper class.
For example, Gao Qiu in "Water Margin" relied on Cuju and flattery to rise to power.
Xu Yun is a real old fan in later generations. He has witnessed the shamelessness of Bangzi in 2002 and also experienced the miracle of Istanbul in 2005.
But it's a pity.
Although his country was strong in later generations, it had always been a bit sluggish in terms of football.
He was not able to attend the 2002 World Cup, but the bright red at Wembley on June 5, 2010 was created by Xu Yun - he was an exchange student at John Bull at the time, so he went to the scene to support it.
That was also the first time in his life that he appeared on CCTV, although it was only for two seconds.
However, since 10 years ago, the performance of the national football team has become worse and worse.
Before Xu Yun crossed over, he even lost humiliatingly to Jiaozhi.
Therefore, after coming to the Song Dynasty, he always wanted to watch a Cuju competition, both emotionally and logically.
A quarter of an hour later.
After finishing dressing, Xu Yun hurried out of the room, asked for two sesame seed cakes from a servant in charge of food for the guests, and then set off with Zhang San.
The location of Daxiangguo Temple is northeast of Zhuque Gate, which is on the right side of Royal Street. It belongs to the standard core area.
Xu Yun had been to this section of the road several times, but unfortunately he never saw a certain fat monk.
Of course.
As one of the most popular temples nowadays, the location of Cuju will definitely not be right next to the temple:
The Jucheng where the competition is held is about four to five hundred steps away from the Daxiangguo Temple. It seems to be a place specially set up for large-scale Cuju.
"Juball is divided into three categories, namely confrontation, entertainment and free play."
After walking to the edge of Jucheng, Zhang San pointed to the internal venue separated by a wall and said:
"The so-called confrontation refers to the correspondence between the two sides of the goal. The players on both sides enter the opponent's base and kick the ball into the opponent's goal to win."
"For banquets, a two-foot-long "windy eye" is set up in the middle of the field. Both sides shoot at each other on one side. The one who can pass through the most windy eyes wins.
"White kicking is a free kicking technique without a goal. It is mainly about game patterns and skills. The buskers on the street play this type of kicking."
Xu Yun nodded clearly.
According to Zhang San’s description.
The confrontation is almost like a football match in later generations, the banquet is a bit like a penalty shootout, and the free game is probably an exhibition match to show off each other's skills.
In fact, what Xu Yun didn't know was.
The skill of beating for nothing is called Jieshu. In the Ming Dynasty, Wu Chengen quoted it in the seventy-third chapter of "Journey to the West", and then the idiom "Jie Shu" came into being.
Then Xu Yun looked at Zhang San and asked:
"Third brother, where are we watching the ball?"
"Harm, this is not urgent or urgent."
Zhang Sanjian waved the ticket in his hand towards him and explained:
"We have tickets, so our seats will not be occupied. It's a bit early to enter now. I'll show you something interesting first."
Xu Yun was stunned:
"What to play?"
Zhang San pointed in a certain direction:
"Bojian!"
"Bojian?"
Xu Yun blinked and immediately reacted:
Good guy.
How could I have forgotten another ‘national quintessence’ of the Northern Song Dynasty?
After all, this was a dynasty where even the emperor dared to bet on favoring his concubine
Then, under the leadership of Zhang San, the two came to a street with a strong gambling house atmosphere.
I only see this moment.
There are more than a dozen large and small shops lined up on both sides of the street, and people are constantly coming and going. It seems that business is extremely prosperous.
Some press four or five copper coins.
There are also pressed jade hairpin and silver bracelets.
There are also certificates of high-stakes money.
Among these people placing bets, Xu Yun even saw a few government officials wearing official uniforms!
What a crazy dynasty.
Compared to Xu Yun's exclamation, Zhang San was cleverly looking for a suitable shop:
"Liu Ji has always had low odds, don't give up"
"The reputation of the Zhao family's tile house is not good, and it is rumored that they often fail to pay for their money"
"The Lin family gambling house keeps many evil slaves, and it is said that they will steal money on the way home"
Seeing Zhang San analyzing the past one by one, Xu Yun glanced at him:
"Third brother, how much money are you going to pay? Are you so afraid of being tricked?"
Zhang San puffed up his chest very arrogantly:
"Six cents!"
Xu Yun: "."
Then Zhang San searched for a whole circle before locking his target:
The shop is said to be owned by a third division level boss behind it.
The two teams in today’s match are both ‘clubs’, and their backgrounds are quite large:
The home team is the Zhongjing Forbidden Army stationed in Bianjing, and the challenger is the Northwest Forbidden Army who has just returned to the court with Wang Houtongguan. (Actually, it should be Zhong Nasha Forbidden Army, but I wrote the whole chapter before and it was locked, so I can’t change it, so just use Zhong Jing instead)
Seeing Xu Yun and the others walking to the stall, a boy who looked like a waiter quickly came over:
"Two distinguished guests, what kind of luck do you want to win today?"
Xu Yun looked at the paving table and felt curious in his heart, so he asked before Zhang San:
"This little brother, I wonder if there is any chance of winning?"
"Hey, that's a lot."
Seeing that Xu Yun's clothes were of good quality and his conversation was quite polite, the boy eagerly held up his fingers and explained:
"The easiest thing is to win or lose. Naturally, the odds are not high, so you can buy it and leave."
"The second is the specific score. For example, it can be three against one or four against two. The odds are different."
"In addition, the total score is correct and the total score is big or small, and it can also control how many goals each "goal head" can score."
"For example, Ma Zeben, the strongest ball-head in the Beijing Forbidden Army, was born as a tinsmith in the Weapon Making Bureau, and his unique kick of "Yan Guiluo" made people tsk, tsk, even the officials gave a thumbs up when they saw it!"
Looking at the chattering boy, Xu Yun thought for a while and said:
"Then I'll give ten cents to the Beijing Imperial Army to win."
He was not a gambler, nor did he expect to make a fortune.
After all, nine times out of ten you will lose, and you will be doomed if you fall into the trap.
The ten cents he pressed were not worth much, purely because of Xiaoyi's personal feelings after traveling to this era.
Then Zhang San also pressed six cents, and the Zhongjing Forbidden Army also won.
After getting the ticket.
Xu Yun followed Zhang San back to the sidelines and used the original two tickets to get involved.
The area of Jucheng is much smaller than that of later football fields. It is surrounded by square walls and there is a team of blue and a team of white players standing in the center of the field.
The goal is supported by bamboo poles and a net is tied around the goal.
But it is different from later generations.
Each team has two goals, called the left pole net and the right pole net.
"Mazeben with the ball head, Gao Shu with the ball, Huang Bo with the head, Shi Ze with the head, Shen Wenyao of the left, Shen Yusun of the left net, Qian Gengyuan of the right net, and Xue Yu of Sanli."
Looking at the ‘starting list’ distributed when entering the venue, Zhang San seemed very confident:
"Gao Shu and Mazeben have been partners for many years. The last time they faced off against the Hezhong Forbidden Army, Mazeben scored seven goals alone!"
In ancient Cuju.
Each person can be divided into several categories according to their position and responsibilities, such as ball handlers, ball heads, front and back players, and netkeepers.
Among them, ball workers are mainly responsible for catching and passing the ball. They are the most numerous type in Cuju games, and are somewhat similar to the midfielders of later generations.
The head is the person responsible for shooting, that is, the forward.
As for the primary and secondary coercion, it is more special:
This position is accessible.
They can hold the opponent's offensive player with their arms. Their main responsibility is to intercept the opponent's shot and pass the ball to their own players or headers.
Without considering the former, he is equivalent to a defender in modern football.
As for Sanli, he is a free agent and can do any job except goalkeeping, but he cannot intercept in the opponent's area.
When the players came on the field, the ‘fans’ at the scene also seemed very lively.
Perhaps due to the atmosphere at home, they also sent out quite friendly greetings to the Spanish army:
"Do those few birds from the Western Army dare to come in front of grandpa? I'll give you a slap on the ears first!"
"It's only a matter of time before you recognize me. I am the 'Feng Pai He' Mei Dong in the west of the city!"
"Straight bitch, I'm not as happy as you!"
And amidst these greetings, the game began.
Kuang——
Just listen to Si Bin, the referee, sound a gong.
Having won the right to serve, the Kyoto Central Western Army immediately launched an attack.
At the moment when the gong sounded, the tall and mighty Mazeben immediately thrust forward with all his strength, and his amazing explosive power instantly pulled half of his body out.
His partner Gao Shu, who was throwing the ball, made a light move, pretending to pass through but actually jumping the ball, and shook a Western player who was trying to intercept the passing path.
"Beautiful, good at picking up fish on dry land!"
Then facing the oncoming enemy threat, Gao Shu lightly stepped on the ball and turned around.
Zhang San’s shouting became even louder:
“Tall trees’ unique skills can change the world!”
After passing the two opponents, Gao Shu was no longer greedy for the ball.
All I saw was a push from the arch of my foot.
He accurately passed the ball to the feet of another ball player who ran into the open space.
The player took advantage of the opponent's defense to be a little messy, steadily removed the ball, and quickly passed the ball.
This cross firmly locked Mazeben who ran into the enemy's "self-recovery zone", which is the area where fouls are not allowed. The accuracy is high enough to put Ashley Young to shame.
At this time, Mazeben's position is behind the net collector. If he can grasp it, this opportunity can even be regarded as an empty goal!
However, Mazeben seemed to be in poor condition. Instead of hitting the goal directly, he chose to stop the ball and adjust.
At this time, the opponent's player was already pressing forward, and he could only give a hasty kick.
In the end, this weak shot was firmly caught by the opponent's left-hand net collector.
See this situation.
There was a burst of regret in the stands.
Xu Yun also tsked slightly and shook his head.
It's obvious.
The game had not started long, and Mazeben failed to enter the state.
However, before the sound of regret completely subsided, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
I saw the Western team's net collector quickly got up after collecting the ball, and accurately found his own ball worker with a big foot.
Facing the aggressive Zhongjing team's head-on attack, the player's expression remained unchanged and he smiled coldly.
Then he gently picked up the ball and kicked it onto his back.
Zhang San called again:
“The moon is carried on both shoulders!”
Although you can use the headlock, you can only use your own arms to stop the opponent.
The sphere cannot be touched.
Not to mention elbow strikes.
Therefore, facing the opponent's approach of picking the ball behind his back, Shi Ze was immediately unable to stop him.
And the players of the Western Army no longer bothered with him.
First, he held the ball behind his back a few times, and then used his back to move the ball to the heel of his right foot.
At the same time, he poked with his left foot.
“It’s bad to arrange flowers at an angle!”
This action, similar to that of later generations, caught everyone off guard. Even those who were facing him were stunned for half a second.
And in the direction from which the player passed the ball, there was a figure moving forward quickly.
I saw that while he was running, the instep of his right foot was slightly to one side, and he received the ball without any pressure.
At this time, except for two net collectors, there was an empty open space in front of him.
That is.
Single ball!
The Western Army's ball head didn't hesitate at all, adjusted his pace slightly, and headed straight for the left pole net.
Then facing the solemn-looking net collector, the ball head calmly fired a rub shot.
I saw this ball wrapped in cowhide drawing a beautiful arc against the ground.
The arc is dangerous and dangerous, crossing the five fingers of the net collector.
Da——
Enter the Internet!
"1 to 0!"
At the same time.
An annoyed male voice suddenly sounded next to Xu Yun:
"Straight thief Ma Zeben, wouldn't it be over if you pushed the empty door early?" (End of Chapter)