Emperor Ming Dynasty

After leaving the palace, Zhu Cunfeng was somewhat disenchanted.

The thought of leaving Beijing made him feel sad from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, what's there to see in Qin State? It's so hot!"

After getting on the carriage, the serving eunuch saw that the master was in a bad mood and immediately came forward and said, "Sir, are you eating fried chicken today?"

"How about going to eat roast duck!"

"Recently, a roast duck from Nanjing is much more authentic than here in Beijing. It is sweetened with sugar..."

"Why are you eating roast duck?" Zhu Cunfeng shook his head: "I have no appetite."

"Sir, let's go watch a boxing match. This is a Mongolian wrestler versus a Rakshasa boxing champion——"

"Oh?" Zhu Cunfeng raised his eyebrows and immediately became interested: "Then go and have a look."

The carriage quickly turned around and headed out of the city.

Although the theater is delicious, people naturally advocate excitement and violence, so the fighting stage came into being.

The Zhu family, the great emperor merchant of Yuquan Mountain, spent a lot of money to build a fighting platform near the west of the city, specializing in the business of rich people - competitions.

Horse racing, dog racing, cockfighting, cricket fighting, polo, Cuju, etc., there are more than ten kinds of games that can be said to be very exciting.

Especially the most passionate martial arts fights are extremely popular.

The so-called martial arts refers to two parties fighting each other, and it is divided into three types.

One is pure kung fu, where punches reach the flesh without harming life; the other is a life-and-death battle using weapons.

And the most thrilling and exciting battle to the death between man and beast.

Especially the life-and-death showdown between man and beast, it was such a big stunt, and it only happened every ten days, it aroused excitement throughout Beijing.

No matter how strong human beings are, who are their opponents to jackals, tigers and leopards?
This kind of blood and excitement makes everyone like it so much that they call it the Destiny Colosseum.

As the name suggests, if you want to survive, you can only rely on destiny.

This building is huge in scale. Although it is all wasteland, it covers an area of ​​nearly thirty acres. It is a first-class large building.

Less than half an hour later, the carriage arrived at the Colosseum.

What appeared in front of King Xiang was naturally a group of behemoths.

It is a petal-shaped building. It is round and open in the middle. The rain does not disturb the onlookers at all.

Two buildings, one large and one small, form the Colosseum.

The largest is the racecourse, which is eighty feet long and fifty feet wide. The stands are divided into seven levels and are three feet high, enough to accommodate ten thousand people at the same time.

The ticket only costs one big coin (ten coins), and just a horse racing event can make a profit of a hundred silver dollars.

And the biggest gamble is betting on horse racing.

Twelve horses compete at the same time, and tens of thousands of people take bets. The odds are three to five times higher, which makes people excited.

There are turf fields for Cuju and polo, both large and small.

The smallest one is a boxing ring.

Having said that, it can also accommodate more than [-] people at one time, and the tickets are as high as a hundred dollars.

There were already many carriages parked in the flat parking lot in front of the building. Many carriage drivers were wiping their sweat and chatting, waiting for their owners to return.

What is novel is that in order to avoid conflicts, each carriage is marked with grid lines, which is just suitable for the carriage to stop, which greatly reduces conflicts and is neat and convenient at the same time.

"Master, come with me!"

As soon as the carriage entered, a man came over and hurriedly led the way, so that the carriage could stop safely without having to worry about it.

The direction he takes is also particular.

It seems that the carriages are divided into three categories according to their material and price. They are clearly differentiated and do not violate the rules at all.

"If you are worried, you can let me watch it for you!"

"No need!" The eunuch said casually and followed King Xiang. Several mounted guards also left people to watch the horses and followed closely.

For King Xiang, he was best at martial arts, so naturally he went to the boxing ring.

"Today I heard that it was Jingguo Gong's competition that won the championship!"

"Nonsense, Anguo Gong's Divine Thunder has won the championship for the second time in a row, and he will definitely be the champion this time too!"

"Hey, I heard that Duke Xuan found a magical horse from Beihai. It's incredibly fast..."

Along the way, there is always an endless stream of people going to watch the horse racing. At the same time, everyone loves gambling, which makes the racecourse almost full. There are two or three races every day, which is very lively.

King Xiang was not interested in horse racing at this time. What he loved was fighting.

The identity of the prince was unimpeded for him, and he went up from the VIP aisle and went directly to his own box.

The third floor has the best location. After he sat down, the corresponding drinks and dishes were served in a short time.

At this time, a fistfight was already going on in the ring.

The punches hit the flesh, and flesh and blood flew everywhere, causing a round of applause.

King Xiang looked up and lost interest.

After watching too many games, he was no longer interested in such low levels.

In the boxing ring, players mainly come from two categories.

One type is domestic thugs. Honorable nobles and businessmen often recruit people to look after their homes and care for their homes. They also like to show off, so they let them go on stage to play games.

The second category is self-registration.

Anyone who thinks they have a skill but no way out can enter the ring.

The boxers' bonuses are accumulated, winning the first game is 20 yuan, the second is 30 yuan, the third is 40 yuan, the fourth is [-] yuan, the fifth is [-] yuan...

It can be said that as long as you win one game, you can earn back several months of food, which is worth it.

The players arranged in the boxing ring will naturally match their strength. Those who can reach the eighth game will definitely not be assigned to novices.

In addition to tickets, the profit naturally comes from betting.

"Everyone, the person who is going to play today is from Uncle Lingshou's family. He is named Zhebie. He is a wrestler found from the grassland. He is a very tall man..."

The host started praising a burly Mongolian man on the ring.

Immediately, he spoke to the equally burly Rakshasa man on the other side: "Ping Guogong captured many Rakshasa people in Beihai, and this man is the leader..."

"Let's get started!"

"We already knew-"

In the midst of the insults, the host was unhurried and introduced without any care, and stopped after half a quarter of an hour.

When you host for a long time, you have to be indifferent.

Because the betting market had been opened as early as the day before the game, everyone had placed bets, so naturally they were eager to start.

Once you get used to it, it will become normal.

Lingshou Uncle Zhou Zhao was the son of the eldest princess Kunning. He was favored by his grandfather Chongzhen and had a good relationship with the King of Liao. He was one of the most dandy sons in the capital.

There is no such thing as bullying and kindness, but he is very good at eating, drinking and having fun, and is sought after by some second-generation people.

He also took face into consideration at this time, so he did not invite an oiran to accompany him. Instead, he hugged his concubine and looked down with a confident mind.

Not far away from him was Chen Chen, the son of Ping Guogong Chen Dong. He was in his twenties and was two years younger than Zhou Zhao, but he was very powerful.

If you stick your head out a little, the two of you will be face to face.

Although he was only an earl, Zhou Zhao's status among the nobles was not low. He was looked after by both the government and the public, especially since he had royal blood, so he would not be afraid even if he met the Duke of the Kingdom.

As the second generation, Chen Chen didn't feel timid for the sake of the family's face, so he just stood up.

"Okay!" Zhou Zhao chuckled and said, "Brother Chen is very confident. Don't cry if you lose!"

"Brother Zhou, I am a very fastidious Rakshasa. At home, I can fight ten against one. Don't lose money!"

Chen Chen couldn't bear it anymore and immediately retorted.

In order to prevent cheating in betting in the boxing ring, both parties cannot buy themselves to lose, but can only buy themselves to win.

Just like Chen Chen, he bought 100 yuan and lost 30 and [-] according to the odds. If he won, he would directly earn [-] yuan, but if he lost, it would be gone.

Zhou Zhao snorted lightly but did not respond.King Xiang, who was watching the play on the side, was amused, and then looked down with interest.

Both the Rakshasa and the Mongolian Han were the kind of people with big shoulders and round waists. The originally spacious arena now seemed cramped.

"Master, which one do you think is the winner?"

The eunuch on the side asked in a low voice.

"I can't say for sure!" King Xiang said casually: "In wrestling, those with bigger bodies are better than those with smaller bodies, and those with more experience are better than those with less experience."

"These two people are so incompetent and they hide so tightly, who could know?"

"What, you bought it?"

"How can I? This servant doesn't understand this..." The eunuch held the gambling ticket tightly in his right hand.

The so-called gambling tickets are naturally made of special paper, handwritten fonts, seals, and the buyer's fingerprints, all of which are indispensable.

There are also mosquito-sized numbers in the bottom row, which can be said to be a strict precaution.

"Well, even His Highness can't understand it. It seems that Uncle Lingshou is a bit confused!"

Although ten silver coins are small, they are still money!
In the blink of an eye, the two people on the ring were fighting.

Just like boxing in later generations, there is only one line, and you are not allowed to hit the crotch, and the rest are ignored.

Winning or losing requires throwing the opponent out of the ring or surrendering.

The Rakshasa shook his fist and the Mongolian twisted his waist.

The fight was filled with blood and tears, and several teeth were lost.

After a while, the Rakshasa man, who was almost exhausted, was knocked down by the Mongolian man and walked out of the ring.

"reward!!"

Zhou Zhao became happy and asked people to drop 100 silver coins. He fell onto the ring with a crash, irritating many people.

This can buy several acres of land in the suburbs of Beijing!

However, a large number of gambling tickets were thrown down, as conspicuous as snow.

There were constant curses and sounds of joy.

King Xiang looked at the scene and couldn't help but tut: "The Zhu family is also capable. It's obviously just two people fighting. No matter how you buy it, you won't lose money."

"There are still many people who buy collusion tickets for cheap, and they really suffer a big loss."

The so-called string tickets are to buy several games together, with high odds, ranging from three to five times to dozens of times. It is the favorite of gamblers.

"Master, the Zhu family makes so much money..." The eunuch said with a fierce look in his eyes as he approached.

"Don't mess around!" King Xiang said in a deep voice: "The Zhu family is an imperial merchant, and the water is deep!"

"We can build this near the capital, and the background can be small?"

Seemingly interested, he went to the nearby dog ​​racing track and saw all kinds of strange dogs.

Thin dogs, black dogs, and even black and white dogs from the north, there are almost everything, full of intelligence.

The running speed is amazing.

"I remember that there are many dogs in the palace, but I can train a few to see how they work!"

Compared with the boxing ring, dog racing is suitable for all ages. Everyone holds the betting ticket and is in high spirits.

He even saw a few men in short-shirted shirts lose a day's wages and leave hungry, but their interest remained intact.

The word "bet" is extremely harmful.

When leaving, he happened to meet Lingshou Bo Zhou Zhao.

"Your Highness!" Zhou Zhao hurried over and bowed.

He was quite majestic among the nobles, but in front of the prince, he did not dare to exceed his authority.

"Yeah!" King Xiang nodded slightly: "That Mongolian man of yours is pretty good!"

"I don't dare to be a kid, I'm just making up a joke!"

Zhou Zhao smiled with him.

King Xiang nodded and left.

After watching the prince leave, Zhou Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Send Battle to Prince Xiang's Mansion!"

"Master, this hasn't paid off yet!"

"Ok?"

"Yes!"

King Xiang returned to the palace, and the Mongolian man sent him over.

Zhu Cunfeng was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh: "Zhou Zhao is very versatile!"

"Go and give my brown and yellow horse as a gift to Uncle Lingshou!"

I looked up and down at this big Mongolian man. He was nearly seven feet tall, which was really amazing. He was a head taller than an ordinary person.

"What is your name?"

"The little one's name is Battle!"

The big man returned innocently, stammering in Chinese.

"Pah!" Patting his broad shoulders and thick chest, King Xiang couldn't help but sigh:

What a good human shield!

Here, Zhu Yixi couldn't bear the loneliness, so she left the palace and wandered around the Colosseum.

Compared to those games, he was more interested in the vendors surrounding the entire Colosseum.

The gathering of people has turned this place into a commercial center, with countless snacks and delicacies.

Because of the Colosseum, a large industrial chain has been formed.

For example, in horse racing, there are people who specialize in selling foals, saddles, bridles, and even horseshoes.

He even saw a few prodigal sons bleeding profusely in order to compete for a cricket that could survive the winter, and the price soared to 500 yuan.

This kind of endless quarrel makes Zhu Yixi very happy. He likes this lively feeling, full of fireworks, and can even have a little aftertaste of future generations.

The Colosseum is no less than the Plaza series of later generations.

Zhu Yixi didn't get on the carriage until her legs were a little sore.

Several mature beauties immediately crowded over, vying to flatter her.

"Your Majesty, your method is so wonderful!" Bian Yujing used the Roujiamo technique to make the emperor's palm unable to escape and always surrounded by smoothness.

"How much can you earn a month?"

Zhu Yixi climbed up Kou Baimen's thigh with her left hand, kissed Li Xiangjun on the mouth, and asked.

"There are not many tickets. The key is gambling. The compensation for a single ticket is small. Many people look for excitement and buy tickets together."

Bian Yujing said arrogantly: "I have made more than 5000 yuan this month. It will be easy to make over [-] yuan next month."

There are millions of people in the capital, and they are still attracting people from all over the country. There is no shortage of spectators and gamblers in the Colosseum.

This is a sure-fire deal.

"Win over a few more powerful people, and one day I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to buy some shares, and the Colosseum will be really stable."

Zhu Yixi chuckled. He was willing to give up women. If he couldn't give her status, he would naturally have to be generous with money.

"Wait, is that Lao Jiu?" Zhu Yixi saw King Xiang through the crack in the window.

He squinted his eyes and said no more words, but fell into the gentle land.

A few days after returning home, for some unknown reason, the palace was pressing harder and harder, and it was impossible for the emperor to wear him down. The King of Xiang had no choice but to pack his bags and go south.

The risk at sea was high, so he took the canal south to Hangzhou, then took a boat to Guangzhou, and then transferred to Jiaozhou of Qin State.

It’s the beginning of the month. I’m going to take a day off today.