Tibet

Chapter 8
Li Ye said goodbye and left, Qiao Bin asked his father worriedly: "Father, does Brother Li really have no chance to play?"

Qiao Xingzhong sneered and said: "Do you think Hu Laosan didn't invite foreign aid? On the surface, he asked Qi Yong to be his pitcher, but Qi Yong broke his leg at the beginning of the year and has not recovered, so he can't play at all. He did it. Show it to me, let me let my guard down, I know he actually hired black players outside."

Polo is the national sport of the Tang Dynasty. There is an official organization, the Polo Administration, which belongs to the Ministry of War, similar to today's Football Association.

If you want to become a professional polo player, you must pass the examination of the polo bureau.

There is also a Polo Federation under the Polo Administration, which is composed of 26 of the strongest professional polo teams, and there is a polo league every year.
Polo players registered in the Polo Federation are called white players and generally belong to 26 professional polo teams.

There is also a kind of polo player who does not belong to any polo team. Anyone can invite him to play and make money by playing. However, they are not registered with the Polo Federation. Everyone calls them black players, also known as free players.

But Tang Chao was more tolerant and did not reject this kind of black player. As long as someone invited him, he could participate in any polo match, which was considered a rule in the industry.

In fact, the reason is simple. For example, princes and nobles can play polo, and they have passed the recommendation or examination of the Polo Bureau. They are actually black players. Discriminating against black players is naturally discriminating against the princes and nobles themselves.

Therefore, the formulation of rules must be flexible, and the key is to have someone invite you. No matter how good you are at polo, if no one invites you, you will have no chance to play and make money.

Qiao Bin understood, "So father also wants to hide Brother Li as a secret weapon?"

Qiao Xingzhong nodded, "Mr. Hu has always had a quarrel with me. If he becomes the chief executive this time, I may not be able to work in the palace for long. Brother Li is my surprise soldier!"

Qiao Bin was very flexible. He thought for a while and said, "Actually, there is another way. Brother Li's skills are so superb. If you find a way to let the prince see his skills, the prince will be moved by his love for talents, and father will be credited." , the prince can use this as a reason to promote father to be the chief executive?"

Qiao Xingzhong stroked his beard and smiled happily: "My son's words are justified, only the recommendation is meritorious. The prince will never treat me badly, but the good dishes will not be served until the end."

Qiao Xingzhong suddenly remembered something, and quickly asked: "Is he not a black player?"

"Absolutely not, brother Li is a novice, please rest assured, father!"

In a garden of a mansion in Pingkangfang, a tall and thin man in military uniform was sitting at a table drinking tea, and not far away was a middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back.

The man in military uniform took a sip of tea and said with a slight smile, "Jingwen, that child has recovered and seems to have become a person."

"impossible!"

The middle-aged man turned around slowly. He was tall and tall, with a refined temperament, his face was as white as jade, his eyes were clear, and he had a short beard. He must have been a rare handsome man when he was young. His eyebrows and eyes were actually very similar to Li Ye .

"Why has he changed, isn't he no longer that clumsy and manic fool?" The man's tone obviously didn't believe it.

"It's a completely different person. After he recovers, he no longer fights, but uses polo to convince the group of rich kids, and he even made friends with one of them, turning the fight into friendship."

"Is there such a thing?"

The middle-aged man was a little surprised, "What else?"

"He is also sensible, his mother was bitten by a poisonous snake..."

"what?"

The middle-aged man was startled, "San Niang was bitten by a poisonous snake, when did it happen?"

"It happened the day before yesterday. Sanniang's life was dying, but the child went to borrow 30 taels of silver from the rich family, and then went to Wang Jishen overnight to buy snake medicine, which saved his mother's life. The door of the workshop was almost closed. Where did you have such a mind before?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a long time, then sighed: "Help him pay back the silver for me, 30 taels of silver, how can their mother and son afford it? Sanniang is so stubborn, hey!"

"I decided to continue teaching him!" the man in military uniform said again.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Didn't you say that his aptitude is too poor, and he just couldn't comprehend it after ten years of teaching him in the temple?"

"He understands it now, and he understands it very well. I am so surprised. I really want to continue teaching him. He just laid the foundation before. I want to lead him to the beginning. If there is a chance, I will let him go to the next level. .”

"Didn't you say before that you can't be the master?"

"it's OK now!"

The middle-aged man nodded, "You are his uncle, you decide for yourself! I have no objection."

The man in military uniform saluted and left. The middle-aged man looked at the sky with his hands behind his back and said to himself, "Is this God's will?"

At noon, Li Ye was busy at home, chopping firewood, fetching water, and cleaning the yard. The physical work here was all his work, and he also had to prepare medicine for his mother.

Buying firewood is very expensive. In the past, when my mother went to collect medicine outside the city, she would always bring some firewood back. There were no animals in his family, so Li Ye would carry back dozens of catties of firewood.

Of course it was Li Ye's predecessor, and now Li Ye has no chance to leave the city.

A few days ago, an old locust tree died behind his house. The neighbors divided the tree, and Li Ye's family divided more than half of the trunk, which was enough for their house to burn for a while.

While chopping firewood, Li Ye was thinking about making money.

To make money requires three things, channels, skills and capital, none of which he has.

For example, he can sell some things of later generations in the Tang Dynasty. First of all, who will sell them to and who will buy them?
Secondly, you need capital to do anything. Where is your capital?

Of course, you can also find rich people to invest. Even if you persuade a rich person, the most likely result is that the rich will take away all the results and make a wedding dress for someone yourself.

For example, to write a novel by yourself, the cost is very low, just paper and ink, first of all, simplified Chinese characters are not recognized in this era, and secondly, it is impossible to publish a book.

Li Ye remembers very clearly that the first engraved "Diamond Sutra" was printed in the ninth year of Xiantong. More than 100 years later, it is still in the age of copying books. It is a fool's dream to make money from it.

After much deliberation, only my own ability may be able to make some money, such as playing polo, I actually gave myself 14 hits for a game. Someone else, but looking for yourself, a [-]-year-old boy?

At this moment, someone at the door asked, "Is Li Ye at home?"

This is Qiao Bin's voice. How did he find his home?

"I'm here!"

Li Ye hurried up to open the door, and it was indeed Qiao Bin.

Li Ye was a little strange. According to the agreement, he should report to Qiao Mansion the morning after tomorrow. Why did Qiao Bin come here?

Qiao Bin saw Aunt Mu in the yard, scratched his head and said, "Brother Li, I have something to say, let's talk outside!"

Li Ye nodded, and took him to a secluded place outside the house, "What's the matter?"

Qiao Bin took out a heavy small bag and handed it to him. Li Ye opened it and was shocked. It turned out that there were two ingots of silver in it, estimated to be 20 taels.

"This is……"

"This is the money my father paid you in advance. If you play, I will pay you another 30 taels of silver."

Li Ye was a little puzzled and asked: "Didn't it mean that your father usually doesn't pay in advance?"

Qiao Bin smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what he thinks, so just accept it!"

"Your father spends so much money, will the family..."

Qiao Bin waved his hands and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is all the prince's money. All the expenses of this competition are borne by the prince. My father can't afford it."

Since it was the prince's money, Li Ye accepted it with peace of mind, and he handed over the money to Qiao Bin, "First pay you 20 taels, and after playing the ball, I will pay you another ten taels."

Qiao Bin looked at Li Ye strangely, "Brother Li, don't you know?"

"Know what?" Li Ye was at a loss.

"The 30 taels of silver you owe me has already been paid off for you."

Li Ye's eyes widened suddenly, and he asked in surprise, "Who is it? When?"

"I don't know who it is. It's about 30 years old. It's tall, lean and powerful. It should be your relative! Come to my house early this morning and give 30 taels of silver to my father."

Li Ye was completely confused. Someone actually paid off the debt for him. Who could it be?
Qiao Bin asked cautiously, "You really don't know?"

Li Ye shook his head.

"Then you still come to play normally the morning after tomorrow?"

Li Ye suddenly understood, and said with a smile: "Your father is afraid that I won't want to play, so he advanced the money to me, right?"

(End of this chapter)