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Chapter 177 Sumo

The two people on the field were hugging each other inseparably. The east wind was trying to overwhelm the west wind, and the west wind was trying to overwhelm the east wind. However, they were both about the same size, squatting firmly on their four legs, not moving at all, and they were deadlocked in place.

I don't know who called the prince, and someone called the lady. Two of the four legs suddenly moved, and they stood up to salute. Another person saw the opportunity and threw the distracted one aside.

You Song shook the bamboo bat in his hand and made a clattering sound: "Eleven wins! Twelve loses!"

The twelfth-ranked man was not convinced. He stood up and bowed to King Jin, crossing his hands and saying, "Your Majesty, please comment. It is clearly Brother Eleven who took advantage of others' danger!"

The others were making a fuss at first, thinking that those who called them Prince and Lady were deliberately trying to distract them. But after listening to his words, they turned around and saw that it was really Prince Jin and Song Huiyue.

The crowd hurriedly divided into two, stood on both sides, and bowed.

King Jin smiled and said: "Being able to take advantage of others' danger is also a skill."

Twelve muttered, took out a small dime of silver from the bag around his waist and gave it to Eleven.

Originally, when King Jin came over, everyone was very restrained. However, seeing King Jin's expression today, he was not only very happy, but also looked like he had drank two glasses of wine. Mrs. Song was standing beside her with a smile on her face, and they couldn't help but feel relieved.

, and started laughing.

"What the prince said is that not being distracted is a great skill. If you use it in the imperial examination, you might become a high official on the 11th."

"Eleven, I look quite skinny, but I didn't expect the bottom plate to be so stable and strong!"

"This is because the bones are heavy. People in our hometown who criticize horoscopes often say that some people have heavy bones. Such people are blessed."

Twelve was unhappy: "Am I not lucky?"

"Blessed are the blessings, and the weight of flesh is also a blessing."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone laughed, because although Twelve is from the south, he loves pasta very much. After coming to Kyoto, he felt like he had returned to his hometown. He could make three large bowls of noodles in one meal, and he was so big and round that he actually gained half a pound of weight.

Lan.

Just as everyone was talking to each other, You Song suddenly saw Yin Xiao.

Yinxiao was still holding Taofu, and Yousong greeted him loudly: "Yinxiao, come on, show them your skills! Win them one tael of silver each."

The idle men turned their heads towards Yinxiao in unison, and became much quieter at the same time.

They had already witnessed Yin Xiao's abilities. Although he was no match for You Song in terms of swordsmanship, Yin Xiao was young and might be the next young hero.

Everyone couldn't help but gear up and want to compete with Yinxiao.

Song Huiyue took a step back, slapped Yin Xiao on the shoulder hard, and said cheerfully: "Go, if you win, we will get the money, and then we will buy you some clothes!"

Yinxiao asked Song Huiyue to pat him, then he put down what he was holding, walked forward, took off his outer sweater, rolled up his trouser legs, took off his shoes and socks, and stood barefoot on the green diamond ground, his body sank slightly,

The whole person was like a spear thrust into a stone slab, motionless in all directions.

You Song applauded and said to the prince, "If this were on the altar, the whole house would be cheering!"

On the altar of the temple and Taoist temple, you can watch sumo wrestling on every day of worship and sacrifice. The people who come forward to sumo wrestling all have the appearance of King Kong. In order to grab the loot, they want to throw each other to death. Every time there is a sumo wrestling event,

When there is sumo wrestling to watch, men, women and children of all ages flock to the venue, and there are people on the rooftops.

King Jin nodded, thinking that Yin Xiao indeed deserved a round of applause.

Then he looked at Song Huiyue seemingly unintentionally, but as soon as his eyes moved, he fell into Song Huiyue's eyes. It turned out that Song Huiyue had been looking at him.

He had nothing to be jealous about and was content. In Xie Zhou's words, his face was almost broken with laughter.

You Song was excited and eager to try, but he still couldn't bully others. He could only stand aside with a bamboo bat and cheer for his brothers: "Whoever wins Yin Xiao, I will also give a reward, five taels of silver!"

"Let me try!" Hou Er emerged from the crowd.

"Forget it, second brother. Second brother's body is no match for me at first glance."

"You know what the heck, when my second brother was practicing light body kung fu, dozens of kilograms of sandbags fell on his legs."

"It's me, I'm a hard worker!"

"Let the second brother try it first."

Under the chatter of the idle men, Hou Er walked up to Yin Xiao, first moved his hands, took off his robe, then tucked a corner of the shirt inside to his waist, took off his shoes and socks, and went barefoot

He stood on the ground. Before anyone could cheer, Twelve said from below: "Second brother, are you afraid of the cold? Why are you wearing so many clothes and taking off layers after layers!"

Everyone laughed, Hou Er casually glanced at the crowd, put on airs, and said to Yinxiao: "Little brother, it's offensive."

Eleventh way: "We are all members of the same family, no offense is allowed!"

"well said!"

"That's it, family, let's pounce quickly. If you don't pounce, my second brother will catch a cold!"

"Hahaha!"

You Song held the bamboo batch, his face flushed with excitement: "Put it on!"

Hou Er and Yin Xiao were in hand. Hou Er saw that Yin Xiao was full of flaws and couldn't hide or evade. He couldn't figure out what move he was going to use, so he simply took a preemptive strike and grabbed his left leg with one hand and his right hand with the other.

, to overthrow him.

Yin Xiao didn't move, no matter how he moved, his heels were as if they were nailed, motionless. Hou Er shouted angrily twice and tried to lift Yin Xiao up, but it didn't move.

"Brother, second brother, if he doesn't fight hard, he will take advantage of Yinxiao!"

"Yes, he put sesame cakes on Yin Xiao's body."

"Second brother, if you can't make a move, don't even think about it."

It turned out that Hou Er couldn't move Yin Xiao and kept exerting force. The people watching looked funny and started to cheer, telling Hou Er not to exert force in one place.

Hou Er felt angry and funny when he heard this. He also found that this method didn't work, so he wanted to change his approach and attack Yin Xiao from behind.

As soon as he let go, Yin Xiao, who had been motionless, suddenly moved. One hand passed under Hou Er's armpit, and the other hand passed under his crotch. He grasped the upper and lower parts of his hands tightly, pressing their shoulders against each other.

Knocked Hou Er to the ground.

The move came down quickly and steadily, and Hou Er fell to the ground. He was so dizzy that he still hadn't figured out what happened just now.

The idle people watching were silent for a while, and then burst into cheers from the whole hall.

Hou Er got up in disgrace, found a couple of silver coins, and handed them over sadly: "Little brother, save your money, I don't have much money."

You Song sighed: "Yinxiao, this kid, didn't waste a single bite of food, and gained strength."

Yin Xiao won, and Song Huiyue was also happy and cheered loudly for him. You Song threw the bamboo batch to Hou Er, took off his coat and said, "I'll do it!"

Before he could take action, Du Lan rushed over and said, "Your Majesty, Madam, the fight is about to start!"

"Who started the fight?" You Song immediately stepped forward, ready to help.

Du Lan paid a courtesy to the King of Jin. While doing so, he said, "It's a monk. He went to Powazi Street to look for humanities and embroidery. He patted someone on the shoulder while walking. Three or four people on the other side surrounded him and started beating him.

He even used a knife!"

As soon as they heard that the knife had been used, everyone's expressions became solemn.

To use the knife in Kyoto in broad daylight would not only alert the garrison, but at least alert the governor.


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