The good start greatly boosted morale. Zhou Wu and others worked hard to score two more goals and successfully won the first half.
The first half ended and it was time for halftime.
Although the game was temporarily over, the emotions of the spectators could not calm down for a long time. Discussions came like waves. Even the people in the central stand were talking about it, and many people had already begun to express their congratulations to Cui Weizhen.
And at this moment, a voice rang out: "Zhifu Cui's escort team is really powerful, but the dog is still a little too immature."
It was Zhao Yuhuan who spoke.
During the first half of the game, Zhao Yuhuan's expression had never been good, but now he actually came over to say thank you to Cui Weizhen. It must be said that the city is quite deep.
No matter who he was facing, Cui Weizhen was always humble, and Zhao Yuhuan couldn't take the conversation at all, and in the end he could only join other people's topics in frustration.
The second half started quickly.
The Zhao family's Cuju team continued their offensive in the first half and started with a strong attack. When both sides were defending and attacking, Zhou Wu was tripped by a powerful servant of the Zhao family. The Zhao family found a chance to score because the angle he found was extremely
Tricky, the ball still went in!
"Oops, Uncle Zhou Wu fell down!"
Cui Zhiduan stood up anxiously and wanted to go down to the stadium to check the situation, but Cui Weizhen stopped him: "Don't worry, it's okay."
Chai Fuzi, who was the referee on that side, had already left the field to check Zhou Wu's injury. Zhou Wu stood up with the help of his colleagues and tried to walk a few steps. Apart from some pain, there was no problem.
Chai Fuzi gave Zhao's servant a yellow card and the game continued.
In the stands, Zhao Yuhuan looked apologetic: "I was not strict with you, and it was my fault that my servants caused Zhou Huwei to be injured. Magistrate Cui, please rest assured, I will definitely punish the evil servant and make amends to Zhou Huwei when he comes back."
Cui Weizhen's expression was indifferent: "It's just a normal physical collision in the game. Master Zhao doesn't have to worry about it."
Zhao Yuhuan still insisted: "The prefect is kind, but since the servants have made mistakes, they still have to be punished."
Ye Zhenzhen was annoyed by his nagging and said coldly: "Since it is the master of the Zhao family, it is not easy for us to interfere. Whatever happens to that person, it is up to you to do whatever you want."
Zhao Yuhuan was choked. He had always heard that Mrs. Ning Guo had a gentle and kind temperament. Why did he feel that she was inconsistent with the rumors based on what he saw today.
He is not necessarily kind, but he is very good at choking people.
Zhao Yuhuan was asking for trouble and had no choice but to continue to concentrate on watching the game.
It is a pity that the goal scored by the Zhaojia Cuju team was just a flash in the pan, and the rest of the time was completely controlled by the Cuifu escort team.
Everyone seemed to want to avenge the captain, and the attacks became more fierce. They continuously snatched Cuju from the feet of the Zhao family, and shot whenever they found an opportunity. Near the end of the game, the score was already five to one.
The result of the game is no longer in suspense.
At the last moment when the incense sticks burned out, the Cuijia Cuju team seized the opportunity to shoot and ended the game with another point.
At this moment, there were loud cheers, cheers, and screams. Everyone thanked Cui Weizhen. Cui Weizhen finally stopped putting on airs and showed a happy smile on his face.
Zhou Wu and others came back to resume their duties.
After the intense exercise, they were covered in sweat and smelled bad, but no one disliked them at this moment. Instead, they looked at them with admiration and appreciation.
Zhou Wu and others' backs became straighter and more energetic, and they walked up to Cui Weizhen in unison: "Sir, my subordinates are fortunate to have lived up to their orders!"
Cui Weizhen nodded appreciatively: "Yes, you will be rewarded heavily when you return."
Ye Zhenzhen also smiled and said: "Not only that, I also want to reward you."
Zhou Wu and others all showed joy. The master and his wife are both generous people, and the rewards they give are always generous. This reward must be very generous.
"Thank you, ma'am!"
Only then did Cui Zhiduan find a chance to speak, got in front of Zhou Wu, and asked with concern: "Uncle Zhou Wu, are your legs and feet okay? I just saw that you can't even walk."
Zhou Wu's eyes warmed up. He originally wanted to pat Xiao Langjun's head as usual, but when he saw that his hands were sweaty, he changed his action - he patted his thigh and said, "Thank you for your concern, Xiao Langjun."
, my leg is fine, just go back and ask Dr. Ning to prepare some medicine and rub it on, and it will be fine."
While he was talking, he walked a few steps. When Cui Zhiduan saw that he was really okay, he was relieved. This little adult appearance made the adults around him laugh.
Mrs. Wei praised: "Cui Xiaolangjun is considerate and steady, and his wife is well-educated."
Ye Zhenzhen felt impressed, but she still praised her politely: "Little Qi'er is not bad, lively and cute, not to mention how annoying she is."
That chubby little face doesn't feel very good when pinched.
Mrs. Wei thought of her son's little red face every time he came back, and she became a little silent. She really didn't expect that Mrs. Ning Guo would like chubby children, but when she thought of the two chubby bamboo bears she kept in the back garden, it seemed that
It’s not that hard to understand anymore.
Ye Zhenzhen and Mr. Wei successfully learned about parenting, but the confrontation between the men has just begun.
Zhao Jiade seemed to have rested his demeanor down below, and when he came up again he was still looking gentlemanly and elegant.
At the same time, his posture was also very low, as if he could afford to lose and was convinced when he lost. Such an open-minded gentleman's demeanor aroused the praise of many people, who said that he had the style of a father.
Isn't it? Both father and son look sanctimonious. Who would have thought that there are sinister intentions hidden under these faces?
Cui Weizhen narrowed his phoenix eyes. He had no intention of revealing the true identity of the two father and son. The effect of their show today must be greatly reduced. On the premise of losing the game, their plan to take the opportunity to cause trouble also failed.
Already.
If the father and son hadn't jumped out in a hurry, he still wouldn't have been sure who was behind the rumors and trouble. There were several suspects before, and the Zhao family was the most suspected. Now that he saw it, the problem was indeed not small.
Now that you know it, the next thing will be easier to handle.
Zhao Yuhuan was just proud of his son's measured progress and retreat, when he suddenly saw a faint smile on Magistrate Cui's face. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy, but this feeling passed away in a flash, as if it was his illusion.
But is it really an illusion?
Zhao Yuhuan could not help but frown slightly when he thought of the power and means of the prefect, and the haze that had just been dispersed condensed again.