On the fifth day after returning to Beijing, Prince Yun arrived with a group of guards.
It's about time for him to come.
Zhang Shixun came out of the gate and bowed, "Your Highness Prince Yun, I am deeply honored to have you visit my humble home."
"Shixun, you've just resigned from your post, and you're already calling yourself a commoner?" Prince Yun offered a light hand. "You've performed a great service in suppressing the bandits this time. The emperor will not treat you unfairly. He will issue an imperial decree to commend you soon."
Zhang Shixun's expression was calm. "It is my honor to serve the Song Dynasty. As for other things, I have no extravagant expectations."
He was about to invite Prince Yun into the courtyard when Prince Yun said, "Let's find a place to have a simple meal. I have something to discuss with you... Oh! Don't get me wrong, it's not a matter of state, but a business matter."
Zhang Shixun laughed in his heart: I have dug a big hole for you and your son, and am waiting for you to jump in.
Prince Yun brought him to Huixian Restaurant, and when they reached the second floor, they ran into Liang Shicheng.
Liang Shicheng hurriedly greeted him: "Oh! His Royal Highness Prince Yun is here to drink too, what a coincidence!"
Prince Yun pretended to ask, "So it's Grand Tutor Liang. Are you here to drink too?"
Liang Shicheng pointed to a private room and said in a low voice, "The emperor is inside."
At this moment, there was a sound of the cloud board in the private room, and a woman sang softly:
A light drink in front of a friend, embraced by the soft jade lamp. Looking back into the embrace, always in love, pain, pain. Gently push the lover. Gradually hear the trembling sound, slightly startled blush.
Try to let go with each other, there is no gap at all, this time the mood is crazy, moving, moving, arms holding each other, lips touching, tongues playing with each other.
When Zhang Shixun heard this, he thought that such obscene words were too inappropriate for children.
As an emperor, does he have no dignity left after hearing such things?
When the woman finished her song, cheers rang out from the private room. One man praised her, "Your Majesty's song 'Drunk in the Spring Breeze' is truly a brilliant piece of poetry!"
Damn! This erotic poem was actually written by Zhao Ji.
Liang Shicheng approached Zhang Shixun and patted him on the shoulder. "Shixun, I was so busy greeting His Royal Highness Prince Yun that I didn't see you... When did you return to the capital?"
"Haha! I've been back for a few days." Zhang Shixun couldn't help sneering in his heart, thinking: If you say this is a coincidence, I would never believe it even if you kill me.
It must have been something the father and son had discussed beforehand.
"Since we have met, let's have a drink with the emperor... Let me go ask the emperor." Liang Shicheng said, and walked straight into the private room.
After listening for a moment, Zhao Ji in the private room shouted, "So the third brother and Shi Xun are here too? Please invite them in."
Then, Liang Shicheng stuck his head out and said, "Your Highness Prince Yun, the emperor lets you in."
Zhang Shixun followed Prince Yun into the private room. At a glance, he saw Zhao Ji sitting in the middle, accompanied by Tong Guan, Wang Fu, Li Bangyan and Cai You.
There was also a seductive woman sitting beside them, holding a pipa.
Zhao Ji saw him come in and greeted him with a smile: "Shixun, you come at a good time, haha!" Zhang Shixun bowed and said, "I am here to pay my respects to the emperor."
Zhao Ji waved at him and pointed to the empty seat next to him and said, "Come! Sit next to me."
"I dare not."
"This is a private banquet, there aren't many rules. Come and sit down."
Zhang Shixun then walked over and before sitting down, he bowed to Tong Guan and others before sitting down.
After he sat down, Zhao Ji said to him, "Shixun, I received your letter of resignation. Logically, I should have tried to persuade you to stay, but after much consideration, I decided to approve your resignation. The reason is that I think the position of Director of the Jiaofangsi is more suitable for you."
Zhang Shixun looked at his hypocritical face and said with a smile: "I have lived overseas for a long time and have become lazy. I am impatient with constraints. That is why I resigned from my position. As for the position of Director of the Music Bureau, the government should appoint someone else to take it."
Just get stuck back.
Damn it! I won’t do anything for you. Your good days are almost over anyway.
Zhao Ji took so much trouble to meet Zhang Shixun just to appease him, because this man could summon thunder from the sky. If he was angered, who knew what he would do?
Seeing Zhang Shixun's refusal, Zhao Ji hurriedly said, "You are multi-talented and your qin skills are unparalleled. Only with the position of the Director of the Jiaofang Department can you fully display your talents..."
Zhang Shixun opened his mouth, about to refuse, but Zhao Ji waved his hand. "Don't be in a hurry to refuse. As long as you agree to be the chief envoy of the Jiaofang Division, I will allow you to do as you please. As long as it is within the scope of the Jiaofang Division's responsibilities, you can do whatever you want. If you are impatient to do something, you can leave it to the deputy envoy. I will not interfere. How do you do it?"
Holy shit! This condition is indeed quite tempting for Zhang Shixun.
With the position of Jiaofangsishi, it would be much easier to build a music hall and hold football matches.
All the artists in the capital were under his charge, including Li Shishi, Ding Dusai and other leaders.
"Your Excellency, I'd like to ask, is football... Cuju competition under the jurisdiction of the Jiaofangsi?"
Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly and said, "If you want to take charge, you can do so."
Zhang Shixun nodded, "Since the emperor wants me to be the chief envoy of the Jiaofang Division, I will give it a try."
When Zhao Ji heard this, he immediately became happy and raised his wine glass and said, "Everyone, raise your glasses and drink."
Everyone present raised their glasses and symbolically took a sip from their lips.
No one dared to drink freely in front of the emperor.
Zhao Ji put down his wine glass and said to Zhang Shixun, "Tell me about the Cuju game you just mentioned."
"You've seen the First Army soldiers play football, haven't you?"
"Hmm! That kicking style is indeed very novel."
"Do you remember, sir? I once said that organizing Cuju competitions could make money."
"Hey!" Zhao Ji suddenly remembered, "I've been wanting to ask you for a long time, how do you make money organizing Cuju competitions?"
"If Your Majesty wishes to hear it, I will explain it in detail."
"you say."
"The Cuju game I'm talking about is based on the new rules, the same kind of game you once saw in the First Army."
“Why new rules?”
"Because this kind of competition is highly competitive and more entertaining, it can attract more people to watch the game."
"oh!"
“The more people come to the games, the more money we make.”
"Tell me more clearly, how do you make money?"
Although Zhao Ji was the emperor, he was short of money because he was too extravagant and spent money lavishly.
"First, we need to build a larger stadium. Then, we need to organize various Cuju clubs to participate in the competition. Through a round-robin tournament, we will select the champion and runner-up. The champion will receive a generous reward..."
"Then...how to make money?" This is what Zhao Ji cares about most. As for how to compete, it is not his focus.
"Sell lottery tickets!"
"Selling lottery tickets... lottery tickets, what are those?"
Zhang Shixun explained in detail how to play the lottery.
Zhao Ji was very intelligent and he understood the beauty of lottery after listening halfway through.
After Zhang Shixun finished his introduction, Zhao Ji slapped his thigh and said, "Great! This game is simply great... Shixun, I'll leave the competition to you."
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