Jiang Moyan's single sentence sent the centurions who were drinking with him crashing to their knees in fear...
"Your Highness...Crown Prince...we confess our guilt..."
Several people stammered and lowered their heads as they spoke.
The tipsy Jiang Moyan then realized what was happening. He turned around and saw Li Zhu's dark face, which made his heart tremble. However, he still managed an awkward smile before speaking.
"Your Highness, what brings you here?"
The tone was full of ingratiation…
How did you get here?
Li Zhu asked with a dark face. He never expected this guy to appear in his military camp. He had already left him in Taiyuan Prefecture...
"Your Highness, I am the military commander. If I'm not in the camp, where am I...?"
Jiang Moyan said with a grin, afraid that Li Zhu would shout "Release the Marquis!" and he would be in trouble, since the Marquis loved to slap people...
"Didn't I tell you before that I don't need a warlord?"
Li Zhu said with a cold face!
"Your Highness, I am, after all, a Kipchak minister wielding the imperial sword. With so many brothers here, please give me some face, hehe..."
Li Zhu rolled his eyes at him, thinking to himself, "You're giving me face now, but you weren't like this when you were trying to win over my people..."
The centurions who were drinking with him also looked at Jiang Moyan with disdain. They talked about how great they were, but in front of their own crown prince, they were just like lambs. Some of them even regretted drinking with Jiang Moyan. They thought he was some kind of important person, talking like he was fearless, but in reality, he was just a little brother.
"Weren't you being very arrogant just now? Inviting everyone to go to the city for fun, with Young Master Jiang paying for everything, right?"
"Hehe... I was just playing a little joke on you all..."
Jiang Moyan said with a forced smile!
"A military camp is a place for jokes! Look at the state of the camp you've created! It's a complete mess, an eyesore!"
Li Zhu said angrily!
"I was just worried that everyone was feeling too stressed, so I had a few drinks with you all to help relieve some of the boredom and stress..."
Jiang Moyan's words touched Li Zhu somewhat. The monotonous military camp life was indeed a bit boring, and some entertainment activities needed to be organized to release the excess hormones in everyone's bodies...
Drinking and gambling are absolutely unacceptable; these things must be strictly prohibited. Drinking leads to mistakes, and gambling is even more harmful to oneself and others…
Suddenly, Li Zhu had an idea that could both unleash his hormones and fulfill his previous vision of improving everyone's Cuju (ancient Chinese football) skills: get involved in football...
Thinking of this, Li Zhu glanced at Jiang Moyan. He and the few eunuchs who had come with him were the only ones with skillful hands. It was perfect to entrust the task of making the soccer ball to them; the leather was readily available…
A soccer ball is made up of 12 regular pentagons and 20 regular hexagons. The most important question is how to cut out these 32 polygons...
"You're right, they really are suppressing their emotions and need to release them..."
Upon hearing Li Zhu agree with him, Jiang Moyan thought Li Zhu had a change of heart and wouldn't hold it against him. However, Li Zhu's next words made his face darken...
"Everyone has to run ten laps around the camp. No food allowed if you don't finish..."
Upon hearing Li Zhu's words, all the centurions immediately groaned in despair. They trained in running every day, and it was even weighted running, but running ten laps around the camp would take at least two hours. A camp of 100,000 people—just thinking about it was terrifying…
However, they dared not disobey the Crown Prince's orders, but the blame was placed on Jiang Moyan...
Looking into their eyes, Jiang Moyan knew that the people he had just befriended were now useless; he'd be lucky if they didn't beat him up the next time they met...
"Your Highness, perhaps... we should just forget about it..."
Jiang Moyan wanted to make an effort to plead for these people...
"Jiang Moyan told you to run faster, or he'll add ten more laps..."
Li Zhu roared at the centurions!
"Jiang Moyan, I'm not done with you yet..."
Someone couldn't help but shout, and upon hearing this, Jiang Moyan completely gave up, deciding to avoid them from now on...
"Since you're all so free, take your men and do some work for me. If you do well, I'll let you stay in the camp; if you don't, get out. As for whether you live or die, that's none of my business..."
Hearing Li Zhu's words, Jiang Moyan's expression softened slightly. It was good to have a chance to stay in the military camp; as long as he stayed, he would have a chance to cause trouble…
He himself hasn't realized that his goal has changed from causing chaos at the beginning to trying to stay. With the goal changed, the direction of his efforts naturally changes as well...
Li Zhu instructed Hou Wang to collect usable cowhides and cotton wadding from the military camp. In this era, even making a football would be difficult to achieve, as it was hard to seal and inflate it completely. Filling it with cotton wadding would be a good solution…
"Your Highness, what exactly is this?"
As Jiang Moyan cut the cowhide, he asked in bewilderment, finding the polygonal shape peculiar; whether it had six or five sides, the length was always the same…
"The more you know, the faster you die. Are you sure you want me to tell you?"
Li Zhu wasn't in the mood to explain anything further, so he directly cut off any possible follow-up questions...
"Forget it, I don't want to know..."
Jiang Moyan asked, frustrated, "Those eunuchs are quite obedient, doing whatever they're told. They seem to be intimidated by Li Zhu and don't dare to resist in the slightest..."
With everyone's efforts, Li Zhu finally created his first soccer ball after time travel...
It looks rather rough, and I'm not sure if the material is sturdy or elastic enough, but it's a good start. We can improve it later. Right now, the important thing is to get this product promoted in the military camps...
"Your Highness, what is this round thing used for?"
The Marquis couldn't help but ask out of curiosity...
You'll find out soon enough...
Li Zhu said mysteriously…
They then found an open space in the military camp and directed everyone to draw up a fairly standard football field, though the goalposts could only be built out of wood for the time being…
I found some fairly quick-witted people, divided them into red and blue teams, explained some simple rules, and got them playing...
Seeing these soldiers, one could only see their brute force and lack of any coordination, which made Li Zhu shake his head in disbelief…
But the soldiers got more and more excited as they played; it was practically a game tailor-made for the military camp…
More and more onlookers gathered, clapping excitedly as they watched, and some even offered advice to those on stage…
"Zhang San, what are you thinking, kid? Kick his butt!"
"Li Si, why did you have to resort to such underhanded tactics? You used your knee to strike him; that would have made him childless!"
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