After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

Chapter 10 The game begins

The vendors on both sides of the canal also saw business opportunities in this competition, and they all pushed their carts and set up stalls here.

There was a group of boys and girls surrounding each vendor.

"Hey, I want three taels of preserved fruit."

"I want peach blossom cake."

……

Some people started playing Cuju on the spot, while others played the game of picking up stones.

In their spare time, some vendors also remembered why they came here and paid attention to the battle situation of some games.

"This flower is very beautiful, look here." The vendor seemed to know that he had asked the wrong person.

These little guys didn't come to watch the game at all, but to play by themselves during the game.

Children were not interested, and neither were the elders. The slightly older children only cared about the looks and family background of these young men. Only men and women of the same age would pay more attention, and also the young ladies who were always staying in the oil shed and could not go out freely.

"You are crazy. You are the one who is crazy. You didn't see the ball clearly just now. You made random guesses. You didn't see it clearly."

"Hey, Master Chen."

"Who did you pass the ball to? Where is that Young Master Qinghe?"

"Hey, Master Chen."

At the big oil shed, some of the reserved and dignified girls were still sitting quietly in their seats and watching the game, but after someone shouted in surprise, everyone didn't care about anything else and stood up one after another to see what was going on.

The red and brown teams of men and horses crossed and galloped in the field. Master Chen's horse moved forward and then backward, and the staff in his hand moved flexibly in his hand like a soul.

After the girls stood up, they blocked the view of some people who were watching from the back, and there was another round of wailing and complaints.

Someone in the seats was looking at the blue team's Young Master Chen's team, which was unstoppable, and said regretfully, "Is it possible that the Gale Society will win again this year?"

"There are no surprises every year. When will Fengyun Society win? It looks like there's no hope this time."

Miss Liu took a few steps forward, trying to see more clearly, and muttered, "So stupid, it's the same every year, and it's still not working. I want to go on stage."

"That's not true, actually. Some people always want to be number one. It's said that their Wind Club invites special instructors every year, so it's not too embarrassing for Wind Club if they win."

"After all, one is an amateur and the other is a professional."

After Master Chen's ball hit the bamboo gate again, the numbers on the counting board on the field kept changing.

"Don't worry, we need to keep calm. Otherwise, the situation will only get worse."

"You're right. Although it's obvious that our team has improved a lot this time, the Hayate Club has also improved. And did you notice that their playing style this time is completely different from before?"

"What do you mean?"

"Look carefully, it seems like they are fighting without any rules this time?"

"Rules?" Yingge heard their conversation and turned his gaze to the field.

Sure enough, she saw Chen Shao taking back the ball stick. He turned around and went behind another teammate and snatched the ball away in the same way.

Yingge narrowed her eyes and stared at the court. The two teams played against each other. Even under such circumstances, Liu Ziheng still hit an over-the-shoulder shot, which should be very good, but it still seemed that there was still a certain gap between him and the other players of the Jifeng Society.

His action caused a burst of exclamations from the onlookers. Miss Liu and her good friends said excitedly, "Qing'er, you will definitely pass this time. You will definitely be able to pass the bamboo gate."

"One more goal, one more goal and their score will be very close. It's definitely possible. It's definitely possible this time." Miss Liu murmured.

Liu Ziheng passed the ball to Su Qinghe in front of him. Su Qinghe used a Juzhang to shoot, and the ball was about to enter the bamboo gate, but everyone stood up excitedly with his action, but Yingge observed that the Jifeng Club guarded the goal very tightly. As the game became more intense, everyone watched this crucial ball nervously, and it was about to go in, but Master Chen of the Jifeng Club suddenly made a gesture, and a player instantly passed behind Liu Ziheng, stepped forward, and hit the horse's buttocks with the Juzhang.

The frightened horse leaned forward, and Liu Ziheng was in great danger at this time. He lost his balance and fell off the horse.

When Miss Liu saw this, she shouted "Brother!"

Because he fell from a great height and his center of gravity was unstable, Liu Ziheng did not stop until he rolled down twice.

At this time, Ju Qiu had already run to the Jifeng Society.

Everyone at the scene exclaimed when they saw this.

Haha, good job, now you’re playing dirty.

This sudden change made all the young people present stop.

The substitutes, the merchants, the governors, and the young ladies from the oil sheds all stood up and wanted to rush to the field.

The soldiers who were maintaining order stopped it immediately. What a joke! The stadium was already chaotic enough. If this trampling problem occurred again, those little soldiers would be the ones who would be punished in the end.

The people from the Jifeng Society immediately surrounded the people who had just hit the horses and protected them.

The Fengyun Society said angrily, "You are playing dirty tricks."

As they spoke, everyone rolled up their sleeves and prepared to move forward.

"What do you mean by playing dirty tricks? It was clearly because I was blind on the field and bumped into him accidentally."

At this time, the young master of the Chen family stood in front of the team, blocking them.

These words made everyone present crack their fingers in anger.

Su Qinghe looked at him with disdain and said, "Everyone is the same. What you are doing is really despicable."

"No one gives you the same amount of money, so stop slapping the gold on your face."

"Humph, playing dirty tricks, do you think you should be polite in a competition venue? Who told you that? Don't forget where the word Ju came from."

The young man wanted to say something but was stopped by Su Qinghe.

……

Under the oil shed, just by looking at the other masters and hearing the reports from their servants, they roughly knew what had happened.

The one called Master Chen said, "Sir, it's okay, it's okay. A group of kids accidentally fell off their horses while playing polo. They got slightly injured and will be fine after resting for a while."

"Hmph, that's not the case! This isn't an accident, it's clearly intentional." Standing next to him was the servant who had just reported the situation to him.

"Hey, Brother Changsheng, what do you think? Young men, right? Is it okay to just play football? You know, this was originally introduced from the military, and it was a hobby for soldiers back then. Since it's just for fun, why would there be any violation?"

"Although they are not soldiers, since it is a competition, it is inevitable that some will get injured."

These few words from the old man of the Chen family almost determined the outcome of this matter.

The governor wanted to say something, but after hearing what he said, he answered casually.

"Oh, I see."

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Soon a servant came to the place where they were arguing and said, "The governor should ask if they are still going to compete."

The injured Liu Ziheng angrily said while holding back the pain: "Of course I want to compete, I'm still good enough."

As he said this he tried to stand up, but as soon as he stood up he lost his balance and fell to the ground again.

"Ziheng, rest assured, we will be fine."

"But what if we are missing one person?"

At this time, Yingge slowly stood up, smoothed her clothes which were a little wrinkled due to sitting for a long time, and said slowly, "Let me do it."

Although the number of people was finally enough because of Yingge's participation, they did not start immediately. Someone was injured, which was not a trivial matter after all.

At this time, a young man came back breathlessly and reported that he had found out that they had invited an old soldier from the army.

"Humph, what old soldier? He is just taking advantage of loopholes to do something unfavorable."

“No wonder it feels like their game is completely different this time.”

"Then what should we do? Do we have any chance of winning? They will be like this, but we won't!"

Su Qinghe said, "Let's not think about this for now. Let's continue the game. Let's put aside all distractions and play seriously."

"Then who will replace Ziheng?"

"After all, there are three substitutes, and they are all in different positions."

Although Yingge had just said that she would go up, everyone was still a little worried when they saw her small body.

The other two substitutes took the opportunity to say, "Let me do it."

"Okay, I have no problem."

"I have a problem, it's not good, only I can do it." Yingge spoke up to stop him.

"Hey, this time it's no joke. It's not like you thought before that I'll just give you a few chances."

"I know. It'll be alright this time. I know. I didn't understand the rules last time. It'll be alright this time."

Fengyun Society was discussing it, and Jifeng Society was also discussing it. One of their Fengyun Society members was out studying, and another was out visiting relatives, and neither of them came back, so they had few people.

"They are just a bunch of beggars. How can they come back so easily after finally collecting enough money for tuition?"

However, if Yu Gu rode faster, he might be back in two or three days.

"But that new teammate they added seems skinny and small. What's the use of him?"

"Haha, I guess they'll be scared when they go on stage."

"Maybe it's just one of us who's scaring himself. He's someone who's never seen anyone before!"

There was also a big dispute in Fengyun Society.

"We can't afford to take risks. We need to consider this carefully."

Yingge didn't say anything, but just glanced at Su Qinghe. Su Qinghe must know something about her situation. After all, even if he didn't know, Liu Ziheng would have told him.

This look made Su Qinghe's heart burn with anger, and he swallowed the words of refusal that he had originally opened his mouth to say.

Everyone else was somewhat opposed, but only Su Qinghe said, "We must avenge Ziheng."

"And we don't have many chances left."

"If the open method doesn't work, let's do it secretly. I still have the tools I used last time."

Speaking of this, a group of young people are ready to try.

Su Qinghe nodded and consoled: "But now the final game is over, we can't lose again."

Most of the Fengyun Society players were against Yingge playing. After all, he was a new and unfamiliar person, so it was normal for everyone to be worried.

"Hey, Yingge, you have such a small body. If you get kicked by someone by accident, it will be a serious injury. You should think about it carefully."

"This is what you think, but I don't think the actual situation is like this."

"Well, since Qinghe has said it for you, we won't say anything."

"Sanlang, you come on stage!"

"Sanlang, I'm still Silang, calling you so intimately, are you sure it's okay?"

"It's because you always learn something in two or three times, so calling you Sanlang is not really an embarrassment to you."

"You can call me whatever you want. As long as you have no problem with it, it's just a name."

Some people heard him say this and were not convinced, but when they wanted to say something, they shut up again.

"We still have to avenge Ziheng. This is certain, needless to say."

"Hey, are you still going to compete? The weather is getting hotter and hotter. If you don't want to compete, you can just withdraw."

"Of course the competition will begin now."

"There's no time to waste. Yingge, you go on stage."

"Okay, I'll do my best."

When the Jifeng Society saw that the skinny little guy from the Fengyun Society had indeed come on stage, they caused a burst of laughter. However, they would never have thought that the laughter at this time would lead to their failure because of the person they were laughing at.

"Stop talking nonsense, stop talking big, and start competing."

"Yingge, Yingge, that's Yingge!"

"Yingge, Yingge, so she is the young son-in-law of the Liu family. Do you know her?"

"Huh, she's a student of Qingfeng Academy, don't you know?"

"Well, there are so many students in Qingfeng College, it's normal that I don't know them."

"Well, whatever you say is what it is." Zhu Nian said.

"Come on Fengyun Society! Come on Fengyun Society!"

"We are all classmates, there is no need to be so divided. It doesn't matter who we cheer for."

"Come on Yingge!"

"Yingge heard Zhu Nian's voice and turned around and made a victory sign in his direction."

"Besides Zhu Nian who noticed Yingge's appearance, the other spectators around also knew that Fengyun Society had replaced him with a skinny, small man."

"Do you know this person?"

"I don't know him, maybe he's a newcomer."

Miss Liu, who was sitting at the front row, and the others also noticed that Yingge had come on stage, and the maids accompanying her exclaimed.

"Miss, the brother-in-law is also on stage."

"Young brother-in-law?" The young ladies from the noble families around heard what Miss Liu's maid said and exclaimed.

"Shut up!"

"Humph, Liu Abao, you are a treasure in your family, but not here. Don't go too far."

"You don't allow others to talk about your own little fiancé."

"If you say that again, I'll whip you with a horsewhip."

"A Bao, don't be too scornful of the poor and love the rich. There's a saying that goes, don't despise the poor young. Although your young fiancé doesn't have any achievements now, you can't be too realistic when judging people. You also have to consider their future, don't you think?"

"Since you think he's so good, I'll give it to you. Do you want it?"

Liu Abao said to Miss Chen sarcastically.

"I can't afford this. What if he wins later and you can't bear to give it up?"

"Are you sure he can win?"

"Sure!"

"How about we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"If Fengyun Club wins, I'll give her to you because you just praised her. If you praised her, you must like her very much."

"But if you lose,"

"If I lose, I will show you my martial arts skills."

"Okay, it's a deal."

The young ladies from the surrounding families suddenly felt uneasy, feeling that this matter was not decided simply by winning or losing.