When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

After hearing the news, Tian Ce Li Shimin finally relaxed his tense heartstrings. He let out a long sigh, a relieved smile on his face, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, this tenth place is really good! No matter what, at least it's in the top ten!"

Zhenguan Li Shimin, who was standing by, nodded with a smile, expressing his satisfaction, and said, "I was originally worried that we would be at the bottom, but I never thought that there would be several people accompanying us in this position. This seems to be acceptable."

At this time, Li Zhi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, when he went on stage to dance square dance, every time he turned around and looked back, he could see that the dance steps performed by the palace maids and eunuchs behind him were completely different from his own.

At that moment, he understood in his heart that he was undoubtedly the one who made the mistake.

He had been mentally prepared to take last place, but now being able to tie for tenth place with others was indeed a pleasant surprise for Li Zhi.

However, on the other side, Zhu Di of Wan Chao was burning with rage. He kicked Zhu Gaochi hard, but he didn't expect that the kick was like hitting a wall. The strong reaction force almost made him fall to the ground.

He shouted angrily, "What a disgrace! If you could lose half the weight, how could you end up in such an embarrassing situation of being tied for tenth place?"

Yongle Zhu Di snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "What do you mean by tied for tenth place? In my opinion, it's just tied for last place! The reason why it's announced as tenth place is just to save your face. You know, there are a total of eighteen teams participating in this competition, and there are as many as nine tenth places, and the rest just occupy the other nine places."

The two hosts continued to announce the results on the stage.

"Ninth place, Emperor Jing Han."

When this ranking was announced, Emperor Jing of Han was stunned, and his face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"How is it possible? How could my Han Dynasty be only ninth? Could it be that, apart from that group of weird monsters just now, my Han Dynasty is actually the last? There must be something fishy going on here!" Emperor Jing of Han roared angrily.

Emperor Wu of Han, who was standing nearby, stepped forward to comfort his father: "Father, calm down. In my opinion, being ranked ninth is already pretty good. To be honest, the dance you just performed was... well... only slightly better than the chaotic dance of the demons."

Hearing this, Emperor Wen of Sui Yang Jian could not help but burst into laughter: "Hahaha, that's true. To tell you the truth, the performances of those palace maids and eunuchs behind are actually almost the same, and their movements are also quite uniform. And the reason you can get your current ranking is entirely due to your personal unremitting efforts. So, you should look for the reason from yourself. How about this, let me teach you how to dance in person?"

Qin Shi Huang said solemnly and seriously, "Hmph, stop talking nonsense! How could such a shady thing happen? I have always disdained to do such despicable things. You can doubt your own dancing skills, but you cannot doubt my character!"

The other emperors watched the excitement and said, "Yes, yes, Zheng Ge's character is still very reliable, not only at the wine table but also at the card table!"

Emperor Jing of Han had a gloomy expression on his face. "Is it possible that I am not good at dancing? No way. I think I am definitely the best dancer."

"The audience and judges have sharp eyes!"

The two hosts continued to announce the results: "Eighth place, Zu, Zulong Daqin!"

The First Emperor's body trembled suddenly, his eyes widened, and he fiercely pulled out a few strands of his beard with his hands, and roared in anger: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could my Zulong delegation only rank eighth? There must be something fishy going on! Who gave this score? Come forward immediately!"

At this moment, Emperor Jing of Han, who had a gloomy face and frowned brows just now, suddenly smiled as brightly as a spring flower.

He quickly stood up, walked to the side of the First Emperor, gently patted the First Emperor's shoulder, and comforted him: "Brother Zheng, calm down first, don't be angry. In my opinion, how could there be any shady dealings? You can have doubts about your dancing skills, but you must never question your character! After all, this competition is held in your Great Qin, how could there be any shady dealings?"

Old Zhu on the side was full of pride, shaking his head and saying, "Hehe, I think this result is fair and reasonable. Although the performance of the Zulong delegation is indeed remarkable, your dance, Zheng Ge... is really challenging the traditional etiquette norms! Look at your twisting butt, it is so sexy and hot that even I can't help but feel a little dazzling when I see it!"

Zhu Ming couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, and then he teased: "Brother Zheng, you have to understand that the way you imagine yourself dancing in your mind may be very different from what others actually see! To be honest, if you hadn't participated, Daqin would have had a good chance of being among the top three; but now with your graceful dance, it's already quite good to achieve such a result!"

"Impossible, someone must have deliberately given me a low score!" Ying Zheng roared in anger. He could not accept this result no matter what. In his imagination, he should be the most dazzling existence and the most outstanding part of the entire competition.

But now, reality has slapped him hard in the face, making him the so-called score-pulling item.

At this time, transcripts are still being released.

The announcement of each result aroused strong dissatisfaction and doubts among the winners.

They all firmly believed that they were the only ones qualified to get the first place, and even if they could not be the first, they could at least be among the top three.

"Third place, Hongwu Ming Dynasty!"

When the ranking was read out, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly stood up from his seat. His face instantly turned livid, veins popped out on his forehead, and his eyes flashed with anger. "Impossible! Our Hongwu Daming should be the well-deserved first place! All the songs we sang are original works, and the movements are unique, smooth, and flexible! How could we only rank third?"

Seeing this, Wan Chao Zhu Di hurriedly tried to comfort him, "Father, calm down. This third place is actually a pretty good ranking!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang quickly took off his shoes and beat Zhu Di fiercely.

While beating him, he scolded loudly: "You good-for-nothing rebellious son! How did we teach you? There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts! This time, our goal is to aim directly for the championship throne. Second place is equivalent to failure for us, not to mention this mere third place? It's simply a complete and utter defeat!"

Yang Guang was stunned at first, then burst into laughter. He reached out and patted Lao Zhu on the shoulder, saying loudly: "In the competition, of course, you are second, but friendship is first! Your Hongwu Ming Dynasty did perform well, but compared with my Daye Sui Dynasty team, there is still some gap! Keep working hard in the future, I will wait for you on the first place!"

Speaking of this, the smile on Yang Guang's face became brighter, and his eyes were full of confidence and pride.

At this time, the two hosts did not mention Yang Guang's name, but it was certain that he was among the top two.

There was naturally a reason why Yang Guang was so proud.

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he was immediately furious. His face darkened and he shouted angrily: "Get out of here! Only because we got first place, we are qualified to say things like 'second place in the competition'! Don't think you will definitely get first place. Maybe the next one to be announced will be your Daye and Sui Dynasty!" After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang glared at Yang Guang angrily, looking unhappy.

Yang Guang didn't care, still raised his head and laughed: "Second? Just you? Humph, it's just a foolish dream! There is no one who can fight, how can I be second?"

As the two were deadlocked, the host on the stage continued to announce the results of the competition loudly.

All I heard was the host's loud voice shouting: "The second place winner is - Daye Dasui!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Zhu couldn't stop laughing. He pointed at Yang Guang and laughed, "Hahahaha, Old Yang, I told you long ago that the next one is you! You still don't believe it, now you are really the second! It seems that not only in terms of strength, but also in terms of ranking, you are destined to be the second! Just be the second for a thousand years!" Yang Guang's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip out. He roared angrily, "This is absolutely impossible! Our Great Sui is a prosperous country, and everything we created is a peerless masterpiece. Those lyrics are not only catchy, but also majestic, with the effect of warning the world and educating people; and the music score is as pleasant to the ears as a mountain stream, which makes people intoxicated; as for the dance moves, it perfectly combines the street dance of later generations with the unique fighting skills of the Great Sui Dynasty. How could such a wonderful work only rank second? There must be a shady deal here, and someone must be secretly obstructing it!"

Seeing this, Old Zhu on the side smiled and put his arm around Yang Guang's neck, teasing, "Yes, yes, that posture of your butt spinning in circles is indeed unique and jaw-dropping. How about you show it to everyone again?"

The First Emperor laughed heartily, and it was clear at a glance whose name had not been called out.

"Lao Yang, Lao Zhu, I feel like you two can form a team, one doing the splits, and the other doing a spin with his head on the ground and his butt in the air, both of you are very good at it."

Upon hearing this, Yang Guang shook off the two men's hands, snorted coldly, and threatened viciously: "Get out of my way! Otherwise, when I return, I will order all people with the surnames Zhu, Ying, or Zhao in the Sui Dynasty to change their surnames!"

Brother Zheng, Lao Zhu, was stunned and speechless for a long time. After a long while, he came to his senses and muttered, "You are awesome!"

At this time, two hosts were standing side by side on the stage. One of them announced loudly: "The first place in this competition - Daqin III!"

Hearing this result, Ying Yinman, who was sitting in the audience, was so excited that she stood up suddenly.

In fact, when the second place was announced just now, Ying Yinman already had an idea in her mind, because the rankings of other contestants had been revealed, and she was the only one who had not been mentioned yet.

Now, the honor of first place finally fell to her.

“Haha, thank you very much. The rankings are all fake. Friendship comes first, competition comes second. In fact, each delegation danced very well.”

Just now, as soon as Yang Guang's ranking was announced, the First Emperor knew who was first.

The originally gloomy face was now as bright as the sun, all the haze was swept away, and was replaced by an expression of uncontrollable joy and pride.

"Hahahaha, she is indeed my beloved daughter. She is really amazing! You are right, as the saying goes, friendship comes first and competition comes second!"

As the First Emperor's hearty laughter echoed, this intense competition finally came to an end.

However, most of the participating teams expressed strong doubts about this ranking.

In the audience, cheerleaders from various countries started shouting, and the scene was temporarily in chaos.

The other emperors who ranked in the top nine also started arguing.

"This isn't fair! I think the game should be re-held!"

"I also think it's unfair. The judges obviously gave scores based on their personal preferences. This is really unfair!" another voice echoed.

"Hmph, the result of this competition doesn't count at all. We might as well hold the competition in our Hongwu Ming Dynasty next time. I can guarantee with the reputation of my nine clans that our Hongwu Ming Dynasty will definitely win first place!" An official from Hongwu Ming Dynasty shouted.

For a time, the top nine emperors were caught in endless quarrels, and no one was willing to give in.

Finally, everyone turned their eyes to Zhu Ming, who had been standing aside in silence, and asked in unison: "Xiao Zhu, don't just stand here and watch the fun. Come up with some ideas. Is there any competition that can tell the winner at a glance?"

Zhu Ming blurted out: "In my opinion, the winner can be determined at a glance with the scissors, paper, cloth and hammer."

As soon as these words were spoken, several emperors narrowed their eyes slightly. If it weren't for the fact that the person who spoke was Zhu Ming, if anyone else dared to say such a ridiculous thing, they would have been dragged out and beheaded in various dynasties.

Zhu Ming couldn't help but shudder:
"Why don't you also organize a sports meet and a football match? The former is already available in the schools of your dynasties. If you use each dynasty as a delegation, the scale will be much larger, and you can also add more events. For details, you can refer to some of the later sports meets that are held every four years.

You all know about football, which has been introduced to your dynasties. Football is now known as the world's number one sport, and naturally has its own fascinating charm. You can try to host these two events."

The emperor present often went to the afterlife.

I also have some understanding of some modern things.

"I think it's okay. Let's hold a Wanchao Games and Wanchao Cup to see who comes out on top!"

"I agree!"

"I have no opinion!"

“When can it be held?”

The First Emperor said: "We have a stadium in the Great Qin, and we can hold the event at any time."

Several other emperors also said that they had stadiums that could host the event.

The sports meet may require determining some events and selecting some talents, but the Wanchao Cup can be held at any time.

In the coalition army of all dynasties, many soldiers like to play football in their spare time. Soldiers from different dynasties, or even soldiers from one place in one dynasty, formed teams and often played games against each other, and this game has continued to the various dynasties where they were stationed.

In every dynasty, many people have liked to play football.

It even spread to foreign countries in every dynasty.

Several emperors draw lots with a football field.

Old Zhu said excitedly: "Okay, the first Football Wanchao Cup will be held in our Hongwu Ming Dynasty. This time, Hongwu Ming Dynasty will definitely be the first!" (End of this chapter)