The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife Chapter 672.2: Untitled

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"He really has woken up."

Han s.h.i.+zi had heard some rumors but didn't truly believe them until he saw it with his own eyes.

Ming Junw.a.n.g sneered, "He has been awake for a few days. I heard that it was the disciple of the Divine Healer Luo from the State of Chen who woke him up. However, he still cannot speak or write. To me, he is no different from a living dead."

Han s.h.i.+zi's target wasn't Duke An, so he quickly s.h.i.+fted his gaze.

On the polo field, the people from Tianqiong Academy made their appearance.

Mu Qingchen continued to be the center of attention, with cheers and screams following him wherever he went.

Yet, Han s.h.i.+zi did not look at him.

His gaze was fixed on the young man standing behind Mu Qingchen.

Given the distance, Han s.h.i.+zi shouldn't have been able to clearly see that distinctive birthmark.

However, for some reason, as soon as the other person appeared, Han s.h.i.+zi was certain that the arrogant young man from the lower country that Han Che had mentioned was him.

The young man rode on horseback, exuding a striking and heroic demeanor. His whole body radiated an aura of arrogance and unruliness.

Ming Junw.a.n.g suddenly spoke, "Cousin, why do you think His Majesty suddenly decided to hold a grand birthday banquet? Didn't he always avoid this day?"

The aforementioned day was not only the Emperor’s birthday but also the birthday of the deposed Crown Princess.

At the same time, it was also the day when the deposed Crown Princess was demoted to a commoner.

Just thinking about it felt unlucky.

Han s.h.i.+zi stared intently at Gu Jiao, casually replying, "It means His Majesty is no longer avoiding it."

No longer avoiding could mean forgiveness, but it could also mean forgetting.

Ming Junw.a.n.g pondered Han s.h.i.+zi's words as the people from the Shaolin Academy took the field.

The audience erupted in gasps of shock, clearly astonished and expressing deep sympathy for Tianqiong Academy's predicament.

"Tianqiong Academy is up against Shaolin Academy. They don't stand a chance, do they?"

"Shaolin Academy was last year's champion. They even defeated the imperial polo team. Tianqiong Academy is no match for them!"

"What a pity! I didn't want Tianqiong Academy to lose. I was hoping to see more of their matches, but now it's impossible for them not to lose."

"Such bad luck! Out of the three academies, how did Tianqiong Academy end up facing Shaolin Academy?"

......

On Tianqiong Academy’s side, the team consisted of Mu Qingchen, Gu Jiao, Mu Chuan, and Zhao Wei, with Yuan Xiao joining in the second segment.

As they rode forward, they naturally heard the discussions around them.

Mu Chuan quietly said to Gu Jiao, "Don't listen to their nonsense. We will definitely win!"

The martial monks from Shaolin Academy rode over and lined up in front of Tianqiong Academy.

They were dressed in monk robes, with robust figures, imposing expressions, and fierce looks, evoking images of the Vajra statues found in temples.

They simply looked formidable.

It was clear that they would be difficult to handle.

Mu Qingchen had never shown even the slightest hint of concern in any previous match, but this time, even he was not optimistic.

The Shaolin Academy had never been defeated. No one had ever beaten them.

“Oh, they’re actually up against the Shaolin monks.” Ming Junw.a.n.g remarked with great interest as he watched the group of people on the polo field from the pavilion. “This should be a good show.”

Originally, Ming Junw.a.n.g didn’t pay much attention to any academy, but since he lost face at the gate of Tianqiong Academy, there was nothing more satisfying to him than seeing that boy suffer a setback.

Ming Junw.a.n.g decided to temporarily stop discussing the Emperor’s intentions. He raised his hand and waved to his servants, signaling them to bring up fruits and pastries.

He wanted to watch the Shaolin monks thrash that boy!

The four Shaolin monks entering the scene each looked more fierce and formidable than the last, their faces as terrifying as a temple's guardian deity.

Each monk had the distinctive scars of their ordination on their shaved heads. From right to left, they bore one, two, and three scars respectively, with the most powerful-looking monk having six scars.

“Don’t you think these monks are a bit intimidating?” Mu Chuan whispered to Gu Jiao.

"Aren't you not afraid?" Gu Jiao asked.

Mu Chuan immediately straightened his back, stubbornly saying, “I… I’m not afraid! Who said I was afraid?”

Gu Jiao glanced at him, “Talk after your legs stop shaking.”

Mu Chuan: “…”

The Shaolin martial monks did not speak to them, but exchanged glances among themselves.

It was more of a display of intimidation and provocation rather than communication.

To be honest, Mu Chuan felt even more nervous facing them than he did during the match against the Han Family's Black Wind Cavalry.

Zhao Wei felt similarly uneasy, but his experience with polo was slightly more extensive than Mu Chuan's, so he hadn’t shown too much nervousness so far.

The opening serve for the first chukka was decided by drawing lots.

After each goal, the opposing team would serve. For now, Tianqiong Academy had the first serve.

Generally speaking, Mu Qingchen, as the main striker of their polo team, rarely partic.i.p.ated in the opening serve.

However, given the strength of their opponents, after discussing with Teacher Wu, it was decided that he would take the opening serve.

From the moment they entered the field to waiting for the sound of the gong, only a few seconds pa.s.sed, yet it felt much longer to everyone.

The spectators in the stands were so tense that they were holding their breath.

"Ah, how could it be like this?" Second Master Jing, sitting by the railing, stared intently at the Shaolin martial monks on the field, "Could they be any unluckier?"

Second Madame had something to attend to today and couldn't come again.

Seated in a wheelchair to Second Master Jing’s left side was Duke An.

Mu Ruxin stood behind the wheelchair, dressed in a green and white dress.

Mu Ruxin, hearing this, looked at Second Master Jing in confusion, "What's wrong? Is something amiss?"

Second Master Jing sighed deeply, "Those martial monks from Shaolin Academy are very formidable. Tianqiong Academy is no match for them."

Mu Ruxin’s eyes flickered as she asked, "Does Second Master want Tianqiong Academy to win?"

Second Master Jing stammered, "It's not that... it's just that those Shaolin monks don't hold back, and it's not easy for those students."

As he said this, the hand Duke An had placed on the armrest slowly clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

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