It was another windless and hot night, these few days of busyness made Fugui forget the cultivation of Qi Gathering Divine Skill, lying on the bed at night Fugui closed his eyes and was thinking hard about whether he still had omissions, faintly felt that the restless torrent in his body had signs of being ready to move, and quickly retracted his thoughts, eliminated distracting thoughts and ran the Divine Gong twice, and his body returned to calm.

Fuguier thought that everything was under his control, and all preparations were proceeding step by step, just waiting for the horse race of the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the changes that happened in the next few days far exceeded Fugui's expectations.

The 6,000 tickets pre-sold in the early stage have already been sold out, and the tickets that were originally ten wen a ticket have now been fried to fifty wen, and there is a trend of continuing to rise.

This is not the key, the key is that there are more and more people who sign up for the competition, and there are only more than 20 participants contacted by the third brother, and the competition can be done in the morning.

But now the number of people who have signed up for their own doors is more than 100, far exceeding their expectations, these people are not locals when they hear the accent, and they are looking for someone to inquire in the city to find out that the inn and car shop in the city have already been full, and now many people are contacting the idle houses around the county, and even the three broken grass houses vacated by the nurse have been rented out.

Fugui'er knew that she and the children in the reed field couldn't run such a big event on her own, and she had to find someone to help with this.

In the next few days, Fuguier went door-to-door with gifts every day, and most of the laborers in the workshop had received Fuguier's relief before, knowing that Fuguier needed help, so everyone agreed without excuse.

During the day, they worked in the workshop, and at night they worked on the bonfire at the reed site.

At first, I felt that the reed field was almost ready, but it was renovated, the lookout was built, the grandstand seats were increased, a betting room was made, and the sheepfold was rebuilt, so as to completely liberate the reed field and fully meet the needs of the event.

The grove in front of the long workshop was filled with cut reeds, but now the reeds have been piled up elsewhere.

The trees inside are lowered at intervals, and all the horses that come to the race are raised in the grove, and the shade and canopy are built on the woods, which solves the problem of raising the horses nearby.

As the days approached, the horses were training every day on the reed field, and the neighing horses and the shouts of the knights resounded in all directions, which also made the spectators who came to watch feel the enthusiasm of the competition in advance.

The long-awaited horse racing festival finally kicked off in the crisp autumn Mid-Autumn Festival, people dressed in festive costumes, entered the observation deck early in the morning, and those who did not buy tickets gathered on the east bank of the Xiaoqing River, looking at the big flag fluttering in the wind on the reed field lookout.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......" A large drum was beaten on the lookout, and the deafening drum immediately quieted the noisy crowd, and as the drum beat became more and more urgent, the enthusiasm that made people burst into blood also surged into their hearts, and the knights were dressed in armor and rode erect on their horses, like the generals who were ready to charge and kill the enemy on the battlefield of 10,000 people.

"Gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, the old and young masters of Fengqi County, the first horse racing festival in Zhujia Reed Land is now open, let us welcome the first team of contestants today with warm applause......"

As the drums stopped abruptly, Fuguier on the lookout held a big horn made for him by the blacksmith Master Zhou in his hand, and made an opening speech with confidence.

"The first to play is the No. 1 rider, she is Miss Feng Caiyi from the Feng family in Qifeng County, Miss Feng is twenty-nine years old, studying under Lingyun Shitai in Luming Mountain, Pengqing County, is the closed disciple of Lingyun Shitai, this Miss Feng does not let the eyebrows, swords, forks, swords, halberds and eighteen martial arts are proficient, and the people in the rivers and lakes are called the jade-faced Bodhisattva......"

In Fuguier's introduction, the energetic and confident riders trotted around the preparatory field in front of the field and slowly entered the track.

"All in place...... Preparation...... Knock ......" A fiery sound sounded, and the enthusiastic racing horses rushed out in an instant like arrows off the string, the horses' hooves flying, and the raised mud and sand splashed behind them.

"Look, now tied for the top of the race is the third horse and the sixth racehorse, the third horse is the favorite to win today's race, many people who like to bet on it have bet on it...... Come up, come up, number four, number four follow, number three is obviously lacking in stamina, number four is already one position ahead......"

There was a passionate shout of wealth and nobility from the loudspeaker, and the audience was also boiling, shouting, screaming, whistling, resounding throughout the arena, it seemed that only such a presumptuous action could vent the agitation in the heart.

Of course, there are also people who are reserved, at this time the sixth sister Zhu Yun, who was sitting on the bed of the wet nurse, did not scream at this time, only to see her eyes staring at the galloping horse, her white little face was red, her little hands grabbed her clothes tightly, and her body was tense It seemed that she was the person who was riding on horseback at this time.

"Nine, nine, nine rushed up, it's sprinting, it's sprinting, ah, dark horse, dark horse, nine is the real dark horse of this game, it won it won ...... It crossed the finish line first......"

The first game is over, everyone takes a break, and the second game is about to start, and there are folks who bet on the winner to claim their prizes at the betting station.

As the riders left the track, the noisy spectator booth gradually calmed down, and people stood up, some went to the betting shop to claim their prizes, and some went to bet on the next race.

The logistics staff sorted out the venue in a timely manner, Fugui took the opportunity to drink a sip of water, preparing for the commentary of the next game, and Fuguier made arrangements for the order of each game, because there were riders from other places to participate in the competition, which made the intensity of the game even more upper.

The next second race is more exciting than the first race, after all, people watch such a race for the first time, the sense of substitution is not very strong, with the foreshadowing of the previous game, the audience understands better, where to shout and scream, how to show their uniqueness in the noisy crowd, the track is a contest between riders and horses, and the cheering group in the audience also has a competition.

This kind of scene is what Fuguier wants to see, after all, the higher the enthusiasm of the audience, the more successful the game is.

Two races in the morning and two races in the afternoon, the one-day race did not tire the horses and riders, but it tired the staff in the reeds.

In the evening, everyone dragged their tired bodies to clean up the garbage in the venue, and simply dealt with it, and then they each found a place to rest.

"How's it going, what's the takeaway today?" Fuguier's voice was a little dry, and after cleaning up all the idle people in the reed field, Fuguier ran to the betting station as soon as possible.

"Look for yourself," the little girl Chun Xi'er and her seventh sister Zhu Xin were completely tired and paralyzed, and the children who came to help in the private school had already eaten meatloaf and went home.

"Ah, how can there be so many," looking at the seven or eight boxes full of copper coins on the ground, Fugui'er's palms sweated excitedly.

"I'm not going to leave tonight, so I'll lie down on the box and sleep, so much money, no one looks at it and doesn't worry," Fugui found a wooden box and sat down, and suddenly felt that the day's fatigue was worth it.

"Okay, then I'll be here with you tonight," Chun Xi'er was happy even though she was tired, and she had money to make with the young master, which was the latest discovery of the little maid in the daytime.

"Then you can sleep with the money on your pillow, I want to go back and take a hot bath, fourth brother, you make so much money, you have to treat you,"

As she spoke, the seventh sister Zhu Xin struggled to get up, and walked out of the betting hut while moving her shoulders.

"When the Jockey Club is over, I invite everyone to eat roasted whole sheep," Fugui'er is usually noble to these sheep, and at this time, he is ready to be generous when he sees everyone working so hard.

"Chun Xi'er is tired, right? I'll pinch it for you," Fugui'er walked up to Chun Xi'er's side as she spoke, helped her to sit up, let her back rest in her arms, and gently kneaded Chun Xi'er's shoulders with her fingers.

If Chun Xi'er usually wouldn't let the young master massage herself, but she was really tired and fell apart today, and she helped the young master earn so much money today, the young master always had to reward himself, and this comfortable kneading should be regarded as the young master's reward.

"Oh yes, this is it...... Comfortable...... Yes...... Tap, tap, ah...... It hurts a little bit......"

Fugui was massaging Chun Xi'er with her heart here, but she didn't know that the nurse was standing at the door stupidly at this time, she was here to deliver food to Fugui Chun Xi'er, but when she walked to the door, she heard a sound from the house that made people blush.

"These two people are really, the sky is not dark yet, and I don't know if the young master is in a hurry or Chun Xi'er is in a hurry?"

The nurse wanted to turn around and leave, but found that her legs and feet were a little heavy, and she couldn't shake off those blushing thoughts in her mind, remembering the lick when Fugui was breastfeeding for the last time, and secretly exclaimed in her heart, "It's dangerous", but inadvertently found that her body had been abnormal, and suddenly retracted her confused thoughts, turned around and prepared to flee, but the meatloaf in her hand accidentally fell to the ground.

"Who?" Fugui heard the noise outside the door, stood up with a loud shout, rushed to the door and pushed it open.

"Nurse, why are you, oh, come and bring us food, come on, come into the house."

Watching the nurse squat down and pick up the meatloaf on the ground, Fuguier understood the nurse's intention.

"I can make Chun Xi'er tired enough today, I pinched her just now, my technique is okay, do you want to try it too," Fugui'er said and closed the door, finding a box and sitting down again.

"No, no, no, no need to ......" After listening to Fugui's words, the nurse realized that she had misunderstood this pair of young boys and girls.

"Nurse, you can try it, it's comfortable to press, the young master is in a good mood today, and he has never pressed it before," Chun Xi'er reached out and took the meatloaf handed over by the nurse, helping while eating.

"Well, you can try, you are also tired today, you usually serve me, today I serve you," as he spoke, Fugui pressed the nurse on the wooden box, and a pair of strong big hands gently swiped to the nurse's shoulders.

"Hmm," the nurse snorted, and her body stiffened instantly.

In this era, men and women are not kissed, although they have given birth to three children, but when they grow so big, except for their husbands, even their biological fathers have not touched themselves so closely, but Fuguier is an exception, but he will still be a child......

The nurse felt the comfort brought by Fuguier's kneading, thinking about those incomprehensible thoughts, wanting to shout but not daring to shout, the strangeness that had been appeased slowly resurfaced, which made the nurse a little restless.

"You eat, you eat, the children still have something to do, I'll go back first," the nurse couldn't sit still, stood up, and hurried away from the door.

At this moment, it was completely dark, and there were candles in the hut, Fugui'er blew the velvet to light the candles, and reached out to grab the meatloaf on the plate, but found that the place where the nurse had sat just now was a little damp.

"Damn, I didn't expect that this nurse is still a poet, hehe......" Fuguier muttered softly, grabbed the meatloaf and nibbled it.

"What kind of poet, can the nurse make poetry?" Chun Xi'er obviously heard Fugui's words clearly, and couldn't help but ask.

"Mmmm, where to sit and get wet," Fugui'er was also really hungry, chewing the meatloaf in large bites, no matter how much Chun Xi'er asked, Fugui'er refused to answer on the grounds that she had something in her mouth.

The three-day Jockey Club, the first two days for the group competition, the last day for the championship, is the first place in each group of the group to re-form the team and race again, the final championship was won by a lame middle-aged man in Fengqi County, Fuguier with gold, silver and bronze to create three medals, please Fengqi County County Lord awarded the award.

In people's hearts, especially in the hearts of those young girls who are in love, the champion should be a handsome and dashing young man like the third brother, and now a lame middle-aged man has won the championship, which is also the only regret of this Jockey Club, fortunately, the championship was not obtained by other counties, which also gave everyone a trace of comfort.

On the third day, there was only one game, which started a little late, but ended early, and Fuguier was planning how to have a celebration banquet in the evening, but there was a sound of quarrel at the betting shop.

"What's wrong? What's the noise? Fugui Ba pulled away the crowd of onlookers and gathered in front of the small window of the betting shop.

"Young master, this person took a lottery ticket that was fifty times multiplied to claim the prize, but I think there is something wrong with this lottery ticket, and the result is different from the result filled in our stub" Chun Xi'er saw the young master coming and hurriedly complained.

"Oh, so the big brother guessed the order of all eight horses? Come on, I'll see where the lottery is. ”

As Fugui'er spoke, he took the lottery ticket from a short and thin man, looked at it carefully, and looked at the sun carefully, his eyes flashing with imperceptible sternness.

"Well, this lottery ticket is indeed a lottery ticket printed by us, and the seal on it is also right, by the way, Chun Xi'er, is the sequence number on this stub correct?" Fugui returned the lottery ticket in his hand to the man, turned his head and asked Chun Xi'er.

"I've checked the young master, yes, but I don't think that lottery ticket is right," Chun Xi'er was about to cry at this time.

"Everything is right, hurry up and redeem the money, if you dare to set up a bureau to sit in the bank, you will lose, do you want to repay the debt if you delay so much?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and cash in, and report to the official if you dare to cheat!"

"Yes, yes, report to the official, this Zhu family can't afford to lose!"

As the short man spoke, someone in the crowd began to heckle.

"Well, don't worry, our county master has just finished awarding the award and hasn't left yet, third brother, you invite the county master over, say that there is a big case here, please set a section on the spot, Chun Xi'er, you go and move a chair to ......"