Chapter 474 - 474: Sore Loser
Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Yuan Hongjun turned back, âIâm going to Guangxi Garden to find my master.â âYour master is at Guangxi Garden to enjoy the opera? Letâs go see it too.â Fan Yuru, intrigued by everything on her first trip away from the capital, found it all very fresh.
Yuan Hongjun was speechless.
Bao Linjiang was speechless.
Rong Shiyu, hearing the conversation, also came out, âIâll go too.â
Yuan Hongjun explained, âMy master is Chu Qingzhi, a young girl not even sixteen, full of youth and vitality, not some old man. Why do you always assume my master is elderly?â
Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu were both taken aback.
Fan Yuru asked incredulously, âYour master is Chu Qingzhi? Really Chu Qingzhi?â
Yuan Hongjun stepped back, âWhy are you reacting so strongly?â
âDonât worry about it. Letâs go. Itâs more important to find Qingzhi.â Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu held hands and walked out excitedly.
Yuan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang looked at each other. Werenât these two women enemies? What was going on now?
By this time, it was getting late. After receiving the letter, Chu Qingzhi had already arranged a welcome banquet at Shopkeeper Qianâs place. She now stood at the entrance waiting for her two disciples.
âQingzhi!â Fan Yuru and Rong Shiyu waved at Chu Qingzhi, their faces beaming with smiles.
Chu Qingzhi was a little surprised that the two women had come together. She smiled and waved at the two of them. At the same time, she walked towards them. âWelcome.â
Fan Yuru held Chu Qingzhiâs hand and said in surprise, âI didnât expect you to organize the food festival. Itâs such a big event; even in the capital, everyoneâs talking about it.â
The publicity was not in vain. Chu Qingzhi smiled, âSo, you came especially for the food festival?â
Fan Yuru nodded emphatically, âYes, with such grand publicity, how could we not come and see?â
After their conversation, Yuan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang finally had the chance to greet their master, âMaster.â
Chu Qingzhi expressed her concern, âYou must be tired from the journey.â Then she praised them, âYour idea of the medical volunteer team is good. I hope you can seize this opportunity.â
Catching the hint, Yuan Hongjun and Bao Linjiang somewhat sheepishly lowered their heads, âMaster, weâll do our best.â
The girl that their master thought highly of was definitely good. They would work hard to get her.
Rong Shiyu looked at the two and laughed, âWeâre sisters with Qingzhi, and you are her disciples. That makes us a generation apart.â
Both of them were speechless.
Chu Qingzhi, seeing her disciplesâ stunned expressions, intervened, âIâve booked a banquet. Letâs go eat.â
âOk.â
Everyone else had already left, leaving only Tang Jinghong with Chu Qingzhi. They headed to the restaurant, coincidentally meeting Tang Jinghong coming to find them.
Fan Yuru greeted Tang Jinghong respectfully, âBrother Tang.â
Rong Shiyu bowed, âGeneral Tang.â
Tang Jinghong nodded to both, âLetâs go upstairs. The dishes are already served. Letâs eat first.â
âOkay.â
After dinner, everyone returned to the residence to rest, deciding to discuss matters the next day. Chu Qingzhi and Tang Jinghong went back to the Chu village.
The road from the village to the county, after two days of repairs, was already half completed.
The repaired half was paved with bluestone slabs, flat and even. Walking on it felt much easier.
Tang Jinghong commented, âIf we could march on roads like this, weâd be twice as fast.â
Chu Qingzhi glanced at Tang Jinghong, âYou could suggest to the emperor to have all the main roads in Dalin repaired like this.â
Tang Jinghong shook his head, âThat would empty the treasury.â
Chu Qingzhi said, âThatâs true.â
Tang Jinghong smiled, âOnly you would dare to have this bold idea.â
They chatted as they walked into the village.
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Tang Jinghong had planted begonias all over his yard. Inside, Chu Xuyaoâs voice was heard, âI think youâre cheating!â
Chu Xuyuan defended Chu Xuyao. âThird Brother Lu, are you a sore loser?â
Wu Yaqing mocked, âYour character is too bad. Even when playing with children you resort to tricks.â
Third Master Lu, despite being ganged up on, remained calm, âI lost, so what? Havenât you heard, allâs fair in love and war? Youâre the sore losers!â
Chu Xuyao protested, âBut you clearly moved the chess piece when we werenât looking. Thatâs not strategy, thatâs cheating!â
Third Master Lu pointedly asked, âWhy didnât you say anything when I moved it?â
Chu Xuyao was at a loss for words.
Everyone was speechless.
Wu Yaqing, frustrated, said, âLetâs pack up the chess set. No more playing with him. Itâs no fun!â
The three quickly gathered the chess set and left, coming out to see Tang Jinghong and Chu Qingzhi standing at the entrance, having listened for a while.
Wu Yaqing, still a bit upset, took Chu Qingzhiâs hand, âQingzhi, letâs go back.â
Chu Qingzhi waved to Tang Jinghong, âWeâre leaving.â
âAlright.â Tang Jinghong watched them go, then entered Third Master Luâs room, âWhat were you doing just now?â
Third Master Lu was still sitting by the table, âI just played a little trick during the game, but Chu Xuyao caught me.â
Tang Jinghong poured tea for both, âDonât underestimate Xuyao. Heâs very perceptive.â
âI noticed.â Third Master Lu drank his tea and set down the cup, his voice growing heavier, âMy wounds are mostly healed.â
Tang Jinghong asked, âWhat are you planning to do?â
Third Master Lu, filled with killing intent, said, âGo back and kill him. Otherwise, Iâll never get this resentment out of my heart.â
Tang Jinghongâs fingers circled the teacup rim, âIâm worried he might set a trap for you.â He paused, âDoes he have any weaknesses?â
âLet me think.â
âIâm not against you seeking revenge, but it must be done the right way. Otherwise, itâs a waste of life.â
Tang Jinghong patted Tang Jinghongâs shoulder, a rare smile on his stern face, like the first melting snow in spring, âIâll be careful.â
Upon returning, Chu Qingzhi saw all the women of the family gathered in the main hall, âMother, what are you all doing?â
Everyone was waiting in the hall, eager to learn how to make apple pies, but Li Qingyu, noticing the tired look on Chu Qingzhiâs face, said, âWe were just discussing some household matters.â
She walked over and gently pushed Chu Qingzhi upstairs, âGo get your clothes, and Iâll prepare a bath for you.â
Chu Qingzhi held Li Qingyuâs hand, âMother, thereâs no need, I can do it myself.â
Li Qingyu turned back, tidying Chu Qingzhiâs hair, âBe good, go get your clothes.â
Listening to Li Qingyuâs gentle words, Chu Qingzhi no longer insisted and nodded, âOkay.â
After Chu Qingzhi went upstairs, she quickly came back down, handing Shen Ruyue a piece of paper, âI donât have time to teach you how to make apple pies right now, but Iâve written down the process. You can try it out.â
Shen Ruyue looked at the paper in her hands and praised, âYou always think everything through so thoroughly.â
Chu Qingzhi responded, âGive it a try, and if there are any issues, we can discuss them later.â
Shen Ruyue nodded..