Chapter 790: Chapter 789: Don’t Think About An Old Cow Eating Tender Grass

“You’re saying that the people in that village know martial arts?” Yan Er pulled the reins, halting his horse, and looked at Wufu.

Wufu slowly urged her horse forward, saying, “When we just entered the village, that man carrying the manure pile, he carried it as if it were an empty basket. Yet, I took a glance, and that basket must have had dozens of pounds of fertilizer. But he carried it, walking as if everything was utterly effortless.”

“How many of these farmers can’t endure hardship?” Yan Er was plainly skeptical.

Wufu said, “We passed by a house where someone was chopping firewood, did you notice?”

Yan Er thought for a moment, then nodded.

“The one chopping wood had a very stable lower stance, he was chopping with a horse stance,” Wufu said with a smile that was not quite a smile. “If you were a farmer, would you adopt a horse stance to chop wood?”

Yan Er pursed his lips.

“At the house where we ate, that Zhang Daniu is skilled in archery, his archery is extremely precise. I noticed that his calluses were very thick,” Wufu continued.

“What’s so strange about that? Isn’t he a hunter? It’s not unusual for a hunter to be good with a bow!” Yan Er scoffed lightly.

“Not odd, then how about an elder whose eyes flash with sharpness and steps without a sound?” Wufu brought up the old man who was smoking.

Yan Er frowned.

Seeing this, Wufu said irritably, “I really wonder if your reputation as a top scholar is deserved. It seems to me to be quite undeserved!”

“You, don’t make personal attacks!” Yan Er was indignant.

“One coincidence is just chance, two is a coincidence, what about three or four?”

Yan Er choked and started to ponder deeply with a grave expression.

Wufu huffed, “It seems you’re right not to join the officialdom, you pay too little attention to details. To think you can draw such meticulous maps, are you really naive or just pretending to be?” She snapped her whip and urged her horse forward.

“Hey.”

Jadeite laughed and said, “Mr. Yan, what our Lady Fu means to say is, one coincidence may be chance, but when there are many coincidences, they stop being coincidences!” With that, she gave chase.

Yan Er watched as the maid and mistress duo galloped away, one after the other, and he raised an eyebrow.

“Qing Feng, did you notice these details?”

The servant called Qing Feng said, “Miss Wufu is indeed correct, this servant suspects that those people are soldiers.”

“Soldiers?” Yan Er was stunned.

Qing Feng nodded, “Jianghu people have the carefree attitude of Jianghu, but soldiers have their own strict discipline and self-control. Observing those few, their posture seems like that of formally trained soldiers.”

“What would soldiers be doing in a village instead of serving in a barracks?” Yan Er muttered to himself.

The servant called Qing Feng did not respond, as he had no answer either.

After a moment of thought, Yan Er said, “Forget them, whatever they are, this place isn’t our Beiyan anyway.” Seeing the two ladies far ahead, he added, “However, Qing Feng, don’t you think that instead of whether these people are soldiers or not, this young Lady Fu is even more interesting?”

Qing Feng looked at his master.

“At the age of only fifteen, she possesses such remarkable insight. Aside from poetry and painting, many of the things I talk about, she’s able to follow along. And then there’s this, a young girl noticing such details—isn’t that quite fascinating?” Yan Er said, narrowing his eyes.

Qing Feng was silent for a while before hesitantly speaking, “Sir.”

“Hmm?”

“That young lady is only fifteen this year!”

“Hmm! I know.” Yan Er nodded and then felt something was off, casting a gloomy look at his servant, “So what?”

“Sir, your age…”

Yan Er said fiercely, “I’m only twenty-seven.”

“Twenty-seven, that’s already an old bull. Don’t think about coveting the young grass!” Qing Feng muttered under his breath.

Yan Er, infuriated, lashed his whip onto the rump of his horse, “Scram!”