When the emperor comes to modern times, history collapses!

In order to successfully host a large-scale competition, the preliminary preparations cannot be sloppy at all.

After careful consideration, the date of the competition was finally set for a month later.

This will not only allow the contestants to have enough time to train and adjust their condition, but also give Lao Zhu a certain buffer period so that he can carefully make preparations.

At the same time, emperors from various dynasties returned to their respective countries and began to carefully select players, striving to form a professional team with strong strength, superb skills and tacit cooperation to participate in this competition.

Zhu Ming, one of them, also used to like watching football.

It's a pity that the team I support has not been improving and the situation seems to be getting worse and worse.

They have no control over it, but the Dalong Dynasty still has the final say.

I went back to Hyundai first and brought in a few coaches.

Bring it back to the Dragon Dynasty.

"The team is now in your hands. You can carry out the training according to your own ideas. Remember, your future quality of life is closely related to your performance as a leader." Zhu Ming said to the coach meaningfully.

After recognizing the cruel reality, the coach wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and asked apprehensively, "Well... I'd like to ask, do the players on your team usually eat sea cucumbers? Will they all have the body shape of 'boiled chicken'?"

Zhu Ming shook his head: "Of course not. Their football skills may not be particularly outstanding at the moment, but their physical fitness is really amazing. Everyone has enviable eight-pack abs. Running ten kilometers with weights is a piece of cake for them. Not only that, each of these guys is full of blood. They have all been on real battlefields and witnessed bloody scenes."

The coach's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately asked, "Are there any special people in the team, such as some players who must play, or have deep backgrounds and connections? In addition, regarding all matters concerning the team, does my opinion count?"

Zhu Ming patted the coach's shoulder vigorously and assured him solemnly: "Don't worry, this situation will never happen!"

Afterwards, when the players under Dalong were brought in front of him, the coach immediately organized an extremely rigorous physical test.

Looking at the excellent performance of the team members in the test, he could not help but nod and praise: "Very good, their physical fitness is much stronger than those teams I have led before. Although I dare not guarantee that we will definitely get first place, it should be no problem to break into the top three. However, if we can really break into the top three, I do have a small request."

Zhu Ming was stunned for a moment: "If you have any request, tell me and I'll see. As long as it doesn't violate the law, I can agree to it."

Seeing Zhu Ming's curious face, the coach didn't keep him in suspense any longer and spoke directly to him: "I hope to stay here and enjoy my old age. I will retire here."

Zhu Ming immediately understood what was going on and kicked the man twice with disdain:
"Now that you're here, don't even think about going back. Whether you can eat meat or pickles in the future depends on whether you can achieve results. If you have any problems, you can go to the cabinet. Also, don't gamble or be greedy. You know Ling Chi, and there are reservations here."

"understand!"

Leave professional matters to professionals.

After everything was arranged, Zhu Ming returned to his luxurious and comfortable villa with peace of mind.

In ancient times, although the level of science and technology was relatively backward, the food culture had a unique charm.

The variety of delicious food is dazzling and mouth-watering.

Whether it is delicious food or unique snacks, they are enough to satisfy people's pursuit and desire for delicious food.

However, the only drawback is that there is no convenient and developed Internet service like in modern society.

For Zhu Ming, who has long been accustomed to obtaining information and entertainment through the Internet, it is really a bit difficult to adapt.

On this day, Zhu Ming was lying leisurely on the sofa, following a popular TV series with great interest.

Just when the plot was developing to its most exciting point, a clear and pleasant reminder sound suddenly came: "Ding, there are visitors from the Song Dynasty, please go and greet them!"

Upon hearing the news, Zhu Ming jumped up from the sofa instantly, thinking to himself: "Visitors from the Song Dynasty? I didn't expect that this time it would be the emperor of the Song Dynasty who came to visit in person. I just wonder which emperor will come this time? Is he from the prosperous Northern Song Dynasty, or the Southern Song Dynasty?"

However, no matter what, since the visitor was the emperor of the Song Dynasty, the first person that came to Zhu Ming's mind was the founding emperor - Zhao Kuangyin.

Thinking back to the time when everyone was drinking and chatting together, Zhao Kuangyin complained to him a lot. There were many emperors of the Song Dynasty, but so far, only two of them had come here.

One of them is Zhao Kuangyin, the founding emperor of the Song Dynasty; the other is the infamous Wanyan Gou.

Moreover, Wanyan Gou had already been sent down by Zhao Kuangyin to report.

Zhu Ming thought to himself, "I can go find Lao Zhao and tell him the news here. Lao Zhao has been obsessed with studying boxing and has been dreaming of finding an opportunity to fight with other emperors of the Song Dynasty! He will definitely be very happy to hear this news."

A minute later, Zhu Ming stood inside the Song Dynasty's imperial palace.

When Zhu Ming arrived, Zhao Kuangyin had just returned from court.

Seeing Zhu Ming from afar, Zhao Kuangyin's face instantly showed a full of vigilance, and he couldn't help but uttered a surprised and suspicious voice: "Xiao Zhu, why are you here suddenly? Are you trying to spy on our football tactics again?"

Hearing this, Zhu Ming immediately sneered and responded with disdain: "Oh, your idea is really ridiculous! Is it necessary to study it specially? You know, in our place, football has been popular all over the world for a long time, and all kinds of tactics have been developed to be extremely mature and perfect. There is no need to do such a peeping behavior at all. This time I came here to tell you a good news. Someone has come from my side, and he is from the Song Dynasty. How about it, are you interested, do you want to go together?"

When Zhao Kuangyin heard that the Song Dynasty finally had another emperor, a hint of surprise flashed across his face. He stood up suddenly and said excitedly, "Haha, someone from the Song Dynasty has finally arrived! This is so great! I really hope that the ones who came were those two incompetent and unjust guys, Emperor Qinzong and Emperor Huizong! I worked hard to conquer this country and establish the Song Dynasty. I thought that future generations would be able to carry it forward for thousands of years. Who would have thought that it would be so unbearable when it was passed on to them? If I had known this, I would have definitely been a loyal general. Whoever puts a dragon robe on me, I will beat him!"

At this point, Zhao Kuangyin couldn't help but become furious. He clenched his hands into fists, and the joints turned slightly white due to the force.

Old Zhao continued, "I have been practicing boxing hard for the past two years. I have been constantly comprehending the Jingkang Shame, and recently I have come up with a set of powerful 'Iron Fist of Love'! This set of boxing combines both hardness and softness, and contains endless power and profound meaning. Today, I can let those useless descendants feel the power of this set of boxing!"

The Song Dynasty in history was indeed quite prosperous in the economic field.

Business is booming, the city is prosperous and bustling, and people live relatively affluent lives.

He also made remarkable achievements in culture, with outstanding contributions to poetry, songs, calligraphy and painting.

However, the overall impression that the Song Dynasty left on people was not satisfactory.

Many people believe that the Song Dynasty was not a truly unified dynasty, but at best just a local overlord.

The most crucial point is that the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were never recovered.

This strategic location has been controlled by foreign tribes in the north since it was lost during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period.

Because of this, the Song Dynasty faced huge hidden dangers in its military defense and was often invaded by the Liao and Jin peoples in the north.

First, the Liao people repeatedly invaded the border areas of the Song Dynasty, burning, killing and looting, making the people live in misery.

Then came the heart-wrenching Jingkang Incident, when the Jin invaded Bianjing, captured Emperors Huizong and Qinzong, and a large number of imperial clansmen and court officials and took them north, plunging the Song dynasty into an unprecedented humiliation and crisis. Looking back at the dynasties in the Central Plains, which one was not majestic and powerful, forcing the northern tribes to bow down and pay tribute?
Those who dare to declare themselves emperor will be severely punished without exception.

But in the Song Dynasty, the situation was completely reversed.

Not only was he forced to recognize the legitimacy of the northern regime, he also recognized another emperor.

Even when it came to Wanyan Gou, he almost declared himself a puppet emperor to the Jin people, which was a great humiliation!
Thinking of this, Zhao Kuangyin became even more furious, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would use his "iron fist of love" to teach these unfilial descendants a lesson.

Zhu Ming stared at Lao Zhao's rough, thick fists covered with calluses, and couldn't help but wonder if Lao Zhao had some blood relationship with Lao Zhu's ancestors.

Being an emperor is a side job, boxing is the main job.

In the Imperial Palace of the Great Song Dynasty, sandbags became an indispensable existence and were almost everywhere.

Whether in the corner of the courtyard or in the corner of the hall, you can always see heavy sandbags hanging there.

All this was due to Zhao Kuangyin's love for boxing.

So all the concubines knew that the emperor's favorite activity in his spare time was to throw a few punches.

Whether it is the palace of the queen or the concubines, many items may be dispensable, but sandbags are indispensable, and their quality must be superior and reliable.

In this way, Lao Zhao can sweat to his heart's content and practice boxing to his heart's content. When he is tired, he can stay in the palace overnight.

What’s even more interesting is that in order to win the emperor’s favor, many concubines began to practice boxing skills.

They knew that if they could achieve something in this area, they would definitely attract more attention from Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhu Ming couldn't help but remind him, "Old Zhao, I think you'd better wear boxing gloves, otherwise, if you punch them, I'm afraid they will die on the spot."

After hearing this, Zhao Kuangyin nodded slightly, expressing his agreement: "Xiao Zhu is right. If we kill them with just one punch, it would be too easy for them. Come on, quickly bring me the boxing gloves that the concubine and I usually use for boxing!"

After saying that, Lao Zhao looked at Zhu Ming, eager to try: "Xiao Zhu, I haven't practiced for a long time, do you want to try it?"

Zhu Ming nodded: "Okay, let me see how your boxing skills are now."

"boom!"

The two iron fists collided, and the next moment, Lao Zhao took a few steps back uncontrollably.

"Damn it, I've never seen you practice boxing, why are you getting more and more perverted?"

Zhu Ming smiled slightly: "I can't help it, cheating is just so awesome."

……

Jing Kang Song Dynasty.

When Zhao Dezhao heard that the emperor from the Song Dynasty had appeared, he immediately became interested.

He could not wait to say, "I want to go and see which unfilial descendant brought shame to our ancestors. I hope it is Emperor Qinzong and Emperor Huizong of Song. I named this reign title after them!"

Took the two of them back to the villa.

Zhu Ming drove a commercial vehicle towards the warehouse.

A strange sound was heard in the warehouse.

"Ah-uh-ah-uh"

It sounded like the bray of a donkey, mixed with a mixture of grievance, panic and a hint of excitement.

Suddenly, there was a "bang!" sound.

The donkey's braying stopped abruptly.

Then, an extremely weak male voice came from inside: "Damn it, where are you running to, you damn donkey!" The voice was full of anger and helplessness.

What responded to him was a quick and loud donkey bray. The donkey bray seemed to be a little dissatisfied and mocking, as if it was saying, "Humph, you drifted by yourself, can you blame me? I am an honest donkey, how can I mess around like you! I am not the kind of creature that can drift! But it was so exciting, the other donkey was left far behind by me."

At this moment, the weak man muttered to himself again: "It's really strange, why did the sky suddenly become so dark? Could it be that the arrow is poisonous and made my eyes blind?" After saying that, he couldn't help but take a breath, and a deep fear surged in his heart.

When the donkey heard this, it started braying again, and the sound seemed to be mocking the man mercilessly.

"The arrow in the buttocks made you blind. Could it be that your eyes are on your buttocks?"

The man got up from the ground, and suddenly thought of something. He looked around hurriedly and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that the enemy didn't catch up. It seems that my driving skills are still good. You, the donkey, were able to escape this time. You are the first to be credited. When I go back, I will definitely ask for credit for you and have someone make a golden millstone for you to pull!"

Zhu Ming brought Zhao Kuangyin and Zhao Dezhao to the front of the warehouse.

"The person is inside, and the blind box is about to be opened. I don't know who will come out this time, but we agreed not to kill him later."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded: "Don't worry, I've already put on my boxing gloves."

Open the warehouse door.

A gray figure rushed over quickly.

Zhu Ming quickly moved aside.

I was shocked to find that it was a gray donkey pulling the cart out of the warehouse.

A beautiful drift and stopped a few meters away.

Not only Zhu Ming, but also Lao Zhao and Zhao Dezhao were stunned.

"Donkey?" (End of this chapter)