Chapter 634 Many Forks in the Road



Qin Yuan smiled slightly and said, "This is just my guess, I'm just talking nonsense, please listen to it, sir. But as the saying goes, the road is hard, the road is hard, there are many forks in the road..."

In her previous life, she followed Lin Ziqi from a poor county magistrate in Jiangxi to the prefect of Zhejiang. She had also encountered major events such as bandit attacks on cities once or twice, not to mention the rest.

These men couldn't have gathered here just to congratulate the Empress Dowager, could they?

The more she said this, the more worried Mr. Matsuyama became.

"I'll have someone keep a close watch, and if there's anything unusual..."

Qin Yuan cautioned, "Don't keep too close an eye on them. Revealing our whereabouts will only cause trouble. If these people are seasoned thieves, they're very shrewd. Just follow them from a distance. There might be others coming from behind. Let's see what they're planning and discuss it further."

Mr. Songshan agreed to everything. After taking his leave, he hurriedly sent people to keep watch and promised gold and silver to the informants, instructing them to keep a close watch and report any unusual activity immediately.

After finishing his work, he sat down at his desk, picked up his pen, and wrote a few words before he remembered that although the lady was young, she was very experienced. She had hit the nail on the head with just a few words, which was something that women in their boudoirs rarely had access to.

If they are indeed from Black Wind Stronghold... I wonder what Madam's plans are.

With this thought in mind, Mr. Songshan felt an irresistible urge and wished that today was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Voices came from outside. After a while, Brother Qi came in and said, "Sir, Madam just sent Xiao Hong to say that we should not forget the porters who found out their background before."

Porters, porters!

Mr. Matsuyama's brow twitched. If the porter were to identify the person...

After Qin Yuan visited the old lady, she ordered people to bring out Lord Gu's outer robe, bedding, and other belongings and place them in the outer room.

When Hongye returned, she asked, "What happened?"

Qin Yuan said, "We're going to the family temple for a sacrificial ceremony the day after tomorrow, so it's best to sleep separately. Remember to give the order that we'll start eating vegetarian food from tonight."

The red leaves responded.

Qin Yuan suddenly remembered Gu Baozhu and said, "Have someone remind Baozhu so she doesn't forget."

The red leaves responded as well.

Qin Yuan said in surprise, "Baozhu has been quite quiet these past two days. As the saying goes, one learns from experience, and she has calmed down considerably since the incident at the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion."

Hongye laughed and said, "Miss is busy with this and that all day long, how would she know what Miss Baozhu has been doing these past two days?"

"Then tell me what she's doing?"

Hongye said, "Mr. Songshan is busy with the affairs of Feiyun Pavilion these days, so he doesn't teach the young masters as often as before. These days, with the festival approaching, they are clamoring for a holiday. Mr. Songshan is too busy to handle it all, so he simply agreed. The Seventh Miss is out every day dressed as a boy and playing football, having a great time."

Qin Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Let her be as she is, as long as she doesn't get hurt."

Hongye chimed in, "We can't play for more than two days anyway, so let Miss Qi relax a bit."

On the field, Gu Baozhu's royal blue headband fluttered in the wind as she ran, and amidst the cheers of the team members, she looked even more spirited.

Qin Heng screamed incessantly on the field, not caring that his voice was hoarse, sounding like a quacking duck, which attracted a lot of attention.

Black-skinned Little Hong couldn't help but scold, "Don't just keep praising Qi Gu, can't you see that everyone around you is from the opposing team?"

Nepotism is truly...

You can't even score a goal, yet you still have to be so flashy with your positioning.

If it weren't for Qi Gu's sake, we wouldn't have let this kid go on stage. Little Hong looked at the headband on Gu Baozhu's head and thought to himself, "Should I tie one on myself too? It would look so dashing and unrestrained when I run around."

In a moment of distraction, cheers erupted both inside and outside the arena. The referee struck the gong, declaring Xiao Hong the winner of this match.

"Good heavens, good heavens!" Dark-skinned Little Hong couldn't help but do twelve somersaults in a row.

Another day of easy winning streak; if this continues, his team will ultimately win.

The rest of the team also started doing somersaults.

"These bastards think they're the Monkey King!" The opposing team members were furious and couldn't help but mock them.

Qin Heng yelled at Gu Baozhu, "Brother Qi, give them 120 flips, let them know what it means to be even stronger than the strongest!"

Gu Baozhu stood still, rolling her eyes in disdain.

A burst of laughter erupted from the audience.

The loafers who hadn't yet dispersed were shouting, "Not only did you not score a single goal, but you also talked a lot. The whole stadium could hear your duck quacking."

Qin Heng seemed not to hear, turned his head and proudly reached out to gently stroke his royal blue hair ribbon.

Who told him to be Gu Baozhu's only lackey?

"When one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven," don't you understand? These idle bastards can't even understand how to suck up to someone's leg.

At this moment, on the betting table, a short, stocky man with a dark face, looking up with his large, bowl-like face, exclaimed, "What's going on? Why did that Hong team win again? They're really unlucky. When I placed my bets, didn't you guys say they were at the bottom last year and only made it into the top 100 this year because of good luck? How come they won again?"

The burly man standing behind the desk with his hands in his sleeves glanced sideways and said, "Their luck has always been this good. Who's to blame? Blame your bad luck."

Hong team's performance this year is outstanding.

Guys who lose at betting on sports like this all come to the bookmaker. Who does the bookmaker go to?

"That's right, once the bet is placed, it's done. Gentleman, you should accept your loss!"

Suddenly enraged, the dark-faced, short, stocky man overturned the table that several people had to lift together, and before anyone could react, he grabbed a bag of silver and ran away.

The dealer was furious: "How dare he mess with us! Chase him! Once you catch him, teach him a lesson so that people won't look down on us and think we're vegetarians!"

A group of men gave chase.

The competition venue is nestled among several nearby villages. Beyond the flat ground of the competition venue, not far away lies a network of alleys and lanes.

Gu Baozhu had witnessed the argument and was curious whether the man had managed to escape in the end.

Blackie Xiao Hong had already finished his somersault and walked over with a mixture of joy and trepidation. He bowed to him from a distance and said, "Brother Qi, we've won again. Tomorrow we'll compete for the top twenty. I wonder if Brother Qi is prepared?"

The other players gathered around and chattered, saying, "We've had such a good run of results thanks to Young Master Qi. If we make it into the top three, I don't know how many young men from the Hong Society will be begging to join. Just look at today, the stadium is packed with young ladies bringing sachets and fruit."

There's no other reason than that Young Master Qi is exceptionally skilled with his feet and has an extremely eye-catching appearance, which often earns him the praise of those young ladies.

The gap is so large that they can't even dream of it.

Before Gu Baozhu could answer, Qin Heng hurriedly came over and shooed everyone away: "You all stay away. Brother Qi is very particular about cleanliness, so don't offend him."

Everyone turned to look, thinking, "What a despicable lackey!"

But there was nothing that could be done about him.

Black-skinned Brother Hong laughed and said, "Brother Qin, we also wanted to get closer to Brother Qi, so..."

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