"By the way, Xiaoxuan, the football you've been working on seems to be quite interesting. I heard that His Majesty even came to Yanhuang College to play a game. If I didn't have to go south soon, I would probably form a team to play too!"
In the main hall of the Yunshan Residence.
After Li Xiaogong finished talking about business, he suddenly talked about the recent football. His face was full of regret. Obviously, he should have heard a lot about the two football games of the Academy.
Li Zexuan smiled and said, "Since Your Highness likes football, I'll give you two. You can take them to the south to play! Besides, when everything is settled there, His Majesty will definitely summon you back! "
As a Prince of the Tang Empire, Li Er would not let Li Xiaogong stay in the south for a long time. At most, he would be summoned back by Li Er after the "business" of the Shipping Department in Guangdong port stabilized. This was something that everyone could see clearly.
"Haha! Then this Prince will accept your kind intentions! You don't know that my subordinates have been drooling for this football for a long time! "
Li Xiaogong laughed heartily. He had an expression of disrespect, which made Li Zexuan feel that he had been deceived.
When Li Zexuan first started to make football, he just wanted to play with it for himself. He did not intend to mass produce and sell it because there was no stable rubber supply at that time. The rubber in his hands was used up little by little.
Later, after reaching a "trade agreement" with Zhenla and Piao, Li Zexuan had rubber supply. In addition, Li Zexuan also intended to promote football. Li Er then established the Football Association and decided to mass produce football and promote it to the whole Tang Empire.
Therefore, football now was not as "precious" as it was in the beginning. Li Tai had already asked for football from him. Cheng Chumo, Li Chengqian, and Iron Egg also got football as they wished. They did not have to wait until the top three in the monthly exam to get football.
Seeing Li Zexuan's gloomy face, Li Xiaogong stood up and smiled, "Haha, okay, you should hurry up with the Shipping Department. I won't disturb you anymore! Hey, your residence is built well. When your construction team finishes, lend it to me for a few days. The residence is old and needs to be renovated! "
Li Zexuan was speechless. It was not like he had never been to the Duke's residence. It was magnificent inside. How did it look like it had been in disrepair? Li Xiaogong obviously wanted to renovate his residence according to the architectural style of the Yunshan Residence!
He had to admit that in terms of personal enjoyment, he and Li Xiaogong.
"Yes, the construction of the academy has basically been completed. If Your Highness needs manpower, you can choose from the construction team at any time! . I'll give you a few sets of furniture furnishings! "
Since Li Zexuan wanted to give him a favor, then he would give him the full set. Li Zexuan had a good impression of Li Xiaogong.
"Haha! Good! You're the right person! "
Li Xiaogong laughed heartily and left with a gratified expression.
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At night, in the new residence of the Feng family.
The study was brightly lit, indicating that the owner of the residence was still awake.
"Curved Yuan Plow, Immortal Drunken Wine, Soft Village, Datang Daily, Yanhuang College. Li Zexuan built such a huge foundation in Chang 'an in less than a year. He is indeed different from ordinary people!"
Feng Zhidai muttered to himself in the study under the candlelight.
There was a thick stack of documents on the table in front of him. It was the information about Li Zexuan that his guards had gathered.
Lingnan was relatively uninformed. He had heard of Li Zexuan's name and had used Li Zexuan's items, such as Datang Daily and Immortal Drunken Wine.
But after reading the information, he realized that Li Zexuan had done a lot of things in the past year. The more he read the information, the more shocked he was. The speed of Li Zexuan's rise was beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding!
"Hmm? Li Zexuan descended from the sky and wiped out the Seven Cultivators of True Virtue Sect with his own strength? "
After turning to the next page and seeing the note on it, Feng Zhidai's eyes narrowed and his face turned solemn. He quickly read it carefully.
The study was terrifyingly quiet. Only the sound of insects and the sound of Feng Zhidai turning the pages could be heard occasionally.
After a quarter of an hour, Feng Zhidai put down the documents and raised his head. His eyes were deep and his face was very ugly. He muttered, "Immortal Lamp, True Qi Iron Ball? How is this possible? "
"Ah Mu!"
"Young Master!"
Feng Zhidai was in a daze for a while. Then, he called Ah Mu and asked in a deep voice, "Do these Immortal Lamp and True Qi Iron Ball really exist?"
Ah Mu bowed and replied, "Young Master, these Immortal Lamps do exist. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Marquis of Yong 'an brought his wife and sat on the Immortal Lamp to tour around Chang' an City. Countless people saw it! As for the True Qi Iron Ball, it was only passed down from the Imperial Court. As for whether it is real or not, this subordinate has no way of knowing! "
"There really is a divine object that can take people to the sky!"
Feng Zhidai's face showed a trace of disbelief. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and asked anxiously, "How many of these True Qi Iron Balls does Li Zexuan have?"
Ah Mu was stunned and then replied, "According to the Marquis of Yong 'an, there is only one True Qi Iron Ball. His master, Spiritual Master Ling Xu, poured all his strength into it before he passed away!"
Feng Zhidai's face turned ugly. "Nonsense! This Young Master has never heard of True Qi that can be stored for a long time! Li Zexuan must be lying! "
Seeing that Feng Zhidai didn't believe him, Ah Mu added, "Young Master, this subordinate heard that on the night the Seven Cultivators Sect was destroyed, many people saw flames soaring to the sky from the northeast of Chang 'an City. There was also a loud sound of thunder. A few days later, some villagers went up the mountain to check and found that the entire mountain peak had turned into ashes. If the Marquis of Yong 'an didn't use the True Qi Iron Ball, this subordinate really can't think of any weapon that could have such terrifying power! "
Hearing this, Feng Zhidai couldn't help but become absent-minded. "Flames? Thunder? How could such a divine method be in the hands of a mortal?! "
After a while, he came back to his senses and ordered, "Ah Mu, find an opportunity to send a message to my father. Tell him not to move! He can't be defeated! "
After saying this, a trace of loneliness suddenly appeared on his face.
"Young Master, this! Why? No matter how powerful the Marquis of Yong 'an is, he is only one person. The terrain of Lingnan is dangerous and we have thousands of warriors. What is there to be afraid of? "
Ah Mu glared at him, somewhat unconvinced.
Feng Zhidai angrily said, "Shut up! Do as I say! "
Seeing that the usually gentle Feng Zhidai was angry, Ah Mu didn't dare to say anything else. He quickly cupped his fists and replied, "Yes, Young Master!"
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