Qiqi looked at Gui Su, and what was beating in his eyes: "When will the next group of people arrive?"

In previous years, people would have gone from Zichuan to Sangcheng from late spring, summer and late summer and early autumn? This group of people arrived more than a month late, so when will the next group be?

If we extend further, the wind and waves in the Chihai will become stronger and stronger after October. By then, the ships on the sea will be very unsafe, and there will be no caravans who dare to walk on the top for more than a month.

Gui Su looked at her and Chu Jiangnan and reported all the news he had found out.

It turned out that something happened in Sangcheng. It seemed that the Mu family had some changes. There were rumors that the old city lord Mu was seriously ill. The current city lord, Mu Qiushuang, the mother of Mu Ruyun and Mu Ruhua sisters, decided to only hold a caravan transaction for the two places once this year.

In other words, this trip was delayed for more than a month after late spring and early summer, and the trip was cancelled directly.

Tiesheng caught up with the trip from late spring and early summer that day. If he couldn't catch up, he would be afraid he wouldn't be here this year.

When Qiqi and Chu Jiangnan and Guisu arrived at the hall, Mu Chu had already rushed over.

Tiesheng and Dongfang Ming clearly explained the situation in Sangcheng in detail. Whether the old city lord Mu was seriously ill is still unknown. The Mu family blocked the news very much. During this period, the Mu family also issued a ban. The servants in the mansion were not allowed to go out without any need.

Therefore, it is difficult for everyone to inquire about the news.

Xiao Yu'er had already ordered people to go to various cities. Now there are their spies in each city, but from here to Sangcheng, you have to pass a night city and a sea city. The pigeons are newly raised and cannot be used well yet.

Xiao Yu'er sent the task only last night. When she was about to receive the exact news, she was afraid that it would take half a month at the earliest.

Qiqi is not without worries. If they go to the Imperial City to participate in the Cuju competition, it is Mu Ruyun himself who is afraid that their work will be blocked.

What Qiqi is most worried about is that she is Meng Cangyun's daughter, and does Mu Ruyun know whether she knows it.

After she arrived all night, Tiesheng, Guisu and Dongfang Ming, who had arrived, went down to rest, she returned to the side hall for breakfast and sent off all the servants. She still couldn't help but tell them her worries.

When Mu Ruyun was mentioned, although Mu Chu's face had not changed, a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

Even if Qiqi can't see clearly, he can guess the change in his eyes.

"Don't worry, A Chu, I won't let her hurt you again." Qiqi stared at him and said seriously.

Mu Chu just smiled slightly, pushed the served porridge in front of her, lowered her head to eat, and did not speak.

Although the poison on his body has been suppressed by Nianyi's method, it cannot withstand the urge of the person who cast the gu. If Mu Ruyun activates the poison in front of him, the poison on his body will still be triggered.

"We wouldn't meet her if we didn't go to Sangcheng. She is the daughter of the Lord of Sangcheng and the most capable assistant of the Lord. She will definitely stay in Sangcheng to do big things." Qiqi still looked at him with a serious look: "I guess the girl who went to the imperial city this time would be Mu Ruhua, and it would never be Mu Ruyun, don't worry."

"Am I worried?" Mu Chu's eyes were soft. Rather than saying that he was worried, this girl was anxious.

Perhaps Mu Ruyun doesn’t need to come to him for something like Gu Poison. If necessary, he will go to her in person.

"Eat it, don't you still go to Mulanyu to ask about the rules of Cuju here? If you don't eat it, the food will be cold." Mu Chu pushed the snacks in front of her and said softly.

Qiqi just nodded, picked up a piece of snack for Chu Xuanchi beside him and put it in a bowl, then lowered his head and ate silently.

After quickly getting breakfast, Qiqi immediately invited someone to Lanju. Unexpectedly, Mulanyu was not in her yard early in the morning, so she could not help but invite Hongqing over.

There are several Cuju venues on the back mountain of Holy Watermen. When Hongqing came, he brought eight female disciples wearing jerseys... This dress is very similar to the "battle suit" sent by Tian Yishui yesterday, but it is not as beautiful as the set given by Tian Yishui. Qiqi will call it a jersey.

It turned out that everyone had long arms exposed, which made Qiqi's four husbands look ugly one by one.

Qiqi has no choice. This is the Dream Clan. Men are the ladies of the family, but women can show up in public. Not to mention just showing their arms, they may see more people who show their legs and navels in the future.

This thought flashed through my head. Not far away, one of the female disciples who were already warming up was not sure if it was too hot, so they bent over and untied their trouser legs, tied them up and tied them under their knees.

A piece of calves, which were not fair but not black, were exposed. Chu Xuanchi accidentally saw it and his face suddenly turned blue.

"This kind of clothes is not allowed to be worn." You can see the carefree appearance of the female disciple from the corner of your eyes. He looked disgusted and stared at Qiqi's pretty normal military uniform, and snorted coldly: "It's injustice."

"..." Qiqi was helpless. It was the most normal thing for people to be in the Dream Clan. Where did he get cold and despise? If he knew that he had worn a swimsuit in the 21st century, wouldn't he be so angry that he twisted her head off directly?

Hongqing coughed lightly, knowing that Mr. Xuan rarely spoke, and could be said to be as precious as gold. He could throw out these four words, which shows that his patience had reached its extreme.

Considering that they came from Zichuan, and the place in Zichuan is said to be superior to men and women, women should not show up outside, he said: "In fact, men can also play in the game, but the whole team cannot be men, otherwise they will be laughed at, Mr. Xuan..."

A man turned around and walked away, throwing him a cold back.

He and these women are tangled here and have no way to get involved.

Qiqi smiled awkwardly and said helplessly: "He...he has a bad personality... no! He has a good personality, it's me that's not good!"

That look back scared her to swallow all her words.

After Chu Xuanchi walked away and returned to the seat on the side of Cuju field, she patted her chest and looked at Hongqing and said carefully: "My husband has always been like this, so don't be surprised by Xiaoqing."

Hongqing refused to argue that although that Young Master Xuan had a cold temper, he would not make people feel uncomfortable, so he took it seriously.

People are handsome, not only women are in love with each other when they see them, but men will also feel pleasing to the eye when they see them, so they will not be able to bear responsibility.

"Cough!" Qiqi coughed heavily. Seeing that his eyes finally moved away from Chu Xuanchi in the distance, she said in a deep voice: "My husband has no special hobbies, so Mr. Hong should not think about it."

Hongqing was a bit innocent, but seeing that Murong Qiqi even changed his name to him from "Xiao Qingqing" to "Young Master Hong", it shows his concern for that Young Master Xuan.

He was a little urged to laugh.

"I don't have any special hobbies here, please don't worry, Miss Murong." Walking towards the Cuju field with her, he said, "I don't know if the Cuju rules in Zichuan are the same as those of the Dream Clan. I will introduce the rules here to you first."

"Okay." I asked him to come here to let him explain the rules to himself, so Qiqi is naturally willing to listen.

Her four husbands were also sitting outside the field not far away. Although they were a little distance, they could still hear clearly.

Xiao Yu'er, with nine thousand, nine tubes and nine ropes, stood aside and listened carefully.

There are eight people in each team here. The rules of the competition are very simple. You can actually touch Cuju with your hands in the middle, but you can't hold Cuju and walk around. When you walk, Cuju must not be in your hands, you can only kick it with your feet or push it with your body.

The ultimate goal is naturally to let Cuju fall into the opponent's dragon gate. It is stipulated that one game will take half an hour and two games will be divided into two games in half an hour. The rest of the middle is a stick of incense. After half an hour, the winner will be won by kicking Cuju into the opponent's dragon gate.

In fact, it is similar to modern football rules, but there is a little bit different. For example, you can catch the ball in your hand if you are not a goalkeeper, but you can't walk when you catch the ball, or rather, you can't walk on your feet off the ground.

This is fair. As long as your feet are off the ground, you must throw the Cuju in your hand. Otherwise, even if you make a foul, you will not be able to run around with the ball in your arms.

There are not many different places, Qiqi can barely adapt. Cuju is made of cowhide. It is not air, but filled with light things like feathers. Its elasticity is not bad, but it is one less number than football.

Fortunately, it’s not too much, you can adapt by playing twice.

The key point is that not only is the number of people in their team not enough, but even none of the people she brought today had played Cuju before.

To put it bluntly, kicking Cuju is a thing for rich families. Xiao Yuer and Jiutong were the children of rich families in the past. Not to mention in Zichuan, people who played Cuju are all men, and women think that few people can kick it.

Except for Qiqi, none of the four people brought could control the small Cuju under his feet. Jiutong even stepped on one of them and immediately wanted to hide and never come out to see anyone again.

Qingyouyunqiao and Zhuer Luochen were not around, and now Qiqi is really stumped.

I was anxious yesterday, and because of Mengjun, I was in chaos. How could I think of these small details?

Looking back, he glanced at the four husbands for help, but the four of them just turned their faces away, as if they were enjoying the scenery of the back mountain of Holy Watermen. No one was willing to pay attention to her.

There was no way to ask for help, Qiqi raised his back and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was about to instruct everyone to continue training with the disciples brought by Hongqing, but unexpectedly, outside the Cuju field, a team of people walked over in unison.

Tian Jiyun, who was walking in front, was wearing a standard arm-exposed jersey. He glanced at Xiao Yu'er who was learning to control the ball. His two curved eyebrows suddenly raised and said with disdain: "Murong Qiqi, you won't start learning Cuju since now, right?"

Qiqi didn't want to pay attention to her, but Tian Jiyun said again: "Do you really think it's easy to go to the Imperial City to participate in the competition? Do you know how many people go to the Imperial City every year and can't come back directly?"
Chapter completed!