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Chapter eight hundred and ninety fourth: victory(2/2)

However, the quarrying team seemed extremely tenacious.

They attempt to reverse the decline.

But……

Emperor Hongzhi squinted his eyes, but he looked calm and composed.

As he judged, the more eager Ye Qiu and others were to succeed, they would have completely fallen into the trap of the damn team in tactics.

The third time...

Zhu Houzhao rushed into the penalty area.

And this is the most critical time.

Zhu Houzhao raised her foot and flew the ball out with one kick!

The ball... went in again.

Beat!

The entire court was almost crazy.

Countless people yelled hysterically.

Emperor Hongzhi sat down.

The game ends.

People are still not satisfied.

Next, it seems to have become a traditional event in football games.

The guards and the medical students of Xishan Academy rushed into the field like crazy.

It's still the familiar taste, the familiar recipe.

Fang Jifan put down his telescope.

Too scary.

What he most disdained was such a scene. How could a person like himself who even trembled his hands in killing a chicken, bear to witness such a terrible thing?

He hurriedly turned around and glanced at Emperor Hongzhi.

There was no trace of excitement or joy on Emperor Hongzhi's face.

“…”

Emperor Hongzhi lowered his head to drink tea, and said slowly: "The competition... is acceptable."

What does Shang mean?

Fang Jifan felt that his IQ was a bit insufficient.

He laughed dryly: "Yes, your majesty, it's okay."

Emperor Hongzhi immediately said, "It's not too early, I still have many memorials..."

He stood up.

Even at the most exciting moment, he still thinks about his job.

Fang Jifan originally wanted to celebrate, but he saw that His Majesty was calm and gentle, and he looked out of place, and couldn't help but feel a little uncontrollable. He hurriedly smiled: "My son, please give Your Majesty."

Emperor Hongzhi did not miss it, so he went downstairs and got on the carriage.

On his face, he was still the same, with no joy or sorrow.

…………

After one hour.

Emperor Hongzhi arrived at Fengtian Hall.

He sat down, and Xiao Jing hurriedly poured tea and handed him water.

Emperor Hongzhi immediately began to deal with the tickets he had.

After being busy for more than an hour, he stretched his arms, stood up, and moved his joints. This time Xiao Jing learned to be smart, talk less, and do more.

Emperor Hongzhi looked up at Xiao Jing and suddenly said, "Football lottery, have you paid?"

"Ah..." Xiao Jing remembered: "I'll go now..."

Emperor Hongzhi didn't know what to say. Xiao Jing was becoming more and more lazy and sighed.

Xiao Jing didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He hurriedly went down to give orders, and then came back in sweat and bowed: "Your Majesty, you have already arranged it. This time... I'm afraid that the bonus will be nearly 200,000 taels of silver."

"Oh." Emperor Hongzhi nodded: "The money for the water management of the Huai River has been taken back. I can't let go of the disaster of the Huai River for a day. This time, I have to choose a wise man again. I will take out a sum of silver from the treasury and repair the river embankment. Otherwise, what should the people... do? They can't be affected by floods anymore."

Xiao Jing hurriedly said, "Your Majesty loves the people as much as his son... He still misses the people, and the servants... admire him very much."

Emperor Hongzhi only pursed his lips, but he did not comment.

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Chapter completed!
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