Chapter Nine, Destiny and Fortune

Although the concept of fate is invisible and intangible, it can indeed be seized... Qin Dewei spoke as if telling a ghost story, his tone hauntingly saying: "The greatest mistake of your life may very well be that you should not have appeared before me today"

Thus, the Qin constable restrained Yang Bo, took out a cowhide rope, and skillfully bound Yang Bo's hands together, then tied them to a nearby tree. This does not constitute illegal detention, as Qin Xiang is a public constable, assigned to duty here, and possesses temporary law enforcement authority.

On the other side, there is indeed a scholar. Although the powerful figures in Nanjing are as numerous as dogs, the scholar truly holds no significant power. However, who can say how many intricate connections a learned person may have behind the scenes

Elder brother, save me!" Yang Bo shouted several times at the top of his lungs

After finishing his work, Qin complained to his nephew, saying: "What exactly do you want to do? Causing trouble for no reason, I wonder how you will handle the aftermath!"

Qin Dewei closed his eyes and sighed deeply. When he opened them again, they seemed to shimmer with tears of sorrow: "I once wanted to be a good person, but you destroyed my chance to be one..."

Yang Bo was completely unprepared, and thus was caught off guard by a sudden blow. He immediately became furious and instinctively grabbed Qin Dewei to counterattack.

What can be done if the referee is biased? As a result, during the game, Yang Bo found himself unable to continue and could only curl up defensively, holding his head.

Today's Dongyuan Elegant Gathering is indeed a rare event in the cultural circle recently, and it must not be missed under any circumstances

Yet I only have a constable uncle, who can only squat with me at the alley entrance to "broaden our horizons". How truly lamentable is fate!

Without needing to think, the Qin enforcers habitually drew the iron ruler issued by the government from their waists, rushed forward a few steps, and swung the iron ruler down upon the fighting parties like a storm, striking them indiscriminately.

As a gatekeeper in the yamen, Qin Xiangqin, accustomed to witnessing fights, is quite experienced in handling issues related to street brawls.

At this moment, the Qin constable shouted at both parties, especially at Qin Dewei: "Stop it!" Qin Dewei, rarely obedient, quickly stepped aside

However, amidst the chaos, all the iron rulers fell onto Yang Bo, while Qin Dewei was completely unscathed. The Qin bailiff truly lived up to his reputation as a seasoned official, demonstrating exceptional professional skills

However, Qin Dewei spoke up first, pointing at Yang Bo, who was bound with a cowhide rope, and said: "At this moment, the East Garden is filled with distinguished guests and talented individuals, yet Yang Bo is openly fighting in the street at the entrance of the East Garden. This is a disgrace to culture; how should we handle this?"

His actions just now were all instinctive, helping family rather than reasoning, first assisting his nephew in dealing with his adversary. However, he completely does not understand what his nephew is after, is it just to vent his anger by hitting someone

The Qin official scratched his head and provided his enforcement opinion: "There are not enough personnel available, so we can only tie them up here for now. After we finish, we will take them back to the county office for further handling."

It was only then that Qin Dewei noticed that there was another person behind Yang Bo, a scholar in his thirties dressed in a long-sleeved robe, presumably the elder brother of the Yang family.

I can't believe it! Yang Bo, tied to the tree, was also shocked. What the hell is this? You and the dog officer teamed up to beat me, and now you want me to compensate for the admission quota?

I have a cousin who is a county student official, and by a stroke of luck, he obtained an invitation, so he can take me in!" Yang Bo said proudly

"How can you get in?" Facing the humiliation from the old Yin-Yang classmate, Qin Dewei did not retaliate with insults this time; instead, he calmly asked a question.

Yang Jiajun nodded and said, "So what?"

In just a few moments, the two young men were rolling on the ground, engaged in a fierce struggle.

In the end, the Qin family suffered no losses, but they lost the opportunity to participate in the grand event at Dongyuan! Moreover, if they were to return to the county office, would they still have a good outcome?

I am astonished! Even the Qin officials were shocked, it turns out that the nephew harbors such thoughts!

Qin Dewei's expression darkened as he retorted: "Do you know why I dislike you? Because I have always hated it when others put on airs in front of me, especially when it's of particularly low caliber!"

The nemesis has a scholar cousin who is accompanying him. Although scholars are not highly valued in Nanjing, and there are numerous impoverished scholars, at least he is a person from the cultural circle

What is the point of arguing with these unscrupulous officials? Even if one manages to win the argument in the end, spending half a day or a day or two persuading the other party would only delay the most important matters

Yang Jiajun blinked, caught off guard by Qin Dewei.

"Cut it out, do you think that a few blustering threats will scare me?" Yang Bo did not believe in such tricks

These words indeed struck a chord with Yang's scholar, causing him to hesitate slightly

In the next moment, Qin Dewei suddenly lunged forward in a swift step, and in the blink of an eye, he moved beside Yang Bo, then swung a powerful punch.

Was it not you who acted first? Even if we were to take a step back and say that a constable helped you distort the truth, it is impossible for a fight to be initiated by just one person; it was a fight between the two of you. How can you still be so self-righteous?

Standing not far away, Yang Jiaqing finally reacted. He hurried over and was just about to say something.

Hehehe. Qin Dewei chuckled a few times, "I actually have an idea that guarantees you both! Didn't you receive an invitation? Can't you take Yang Bo in with you?"

Yang Bo was taken aback, not expecting Qin Dewei to suddenly say such a thing

Qin Dewei looked at Yang Bo with a cold gaze and asked in a strange manner, "You have been talking about fate for a long time, but have you ever heard of the concept of fortune?"

I can't believe it! Yang Jia's scholar is shocked, can it be calculated this way?

Yang Bo seemed to be waiting for Qin Dewei to ask this question; a person who is intent on showing off would find it extremely uncomfortable if not given the opportunity to display their prowess

However, the cousin was brought out by him, and he bears the responsibility. He cannot just ignore it. What does it mean to be tied up here and then captured back to the county office?

What is wrong with luck? Even if we are to talk about luck, it is clearly he who has more luck than Qin Dewei! If Qin Dewei still wants to discuss luck, isn't that just self-degradation?

Goodbye, fellow students of the Social Studies. Yang Bo truly exudes a sense of superiority, mocking, "When we were in Social Studies, you had the teacher's favoritism, so what? Once you leave Social Studies, you are worth nothing! I have a vast fortune left by my uncle waiting to be inherited, and I have my cousins to help me connect with accomplished peers, while what do you have? The moment we left Social Studies, our fates were already different! My destiny is simply better than yours, does that make you angry? The world outside is completely different from that in Social Studies, and in the future, the gap between us will only widen; today marks a watershed moment! In the future, at the very least, I will be among the well-dressed elite, while you will merely be a lowly vendor or a lackey. We will ultimately become as different as clouds and mud! Today, I am still willing to say a few words to you; you should consider yourself fortunate. In the future, I fear I will not even deign to acknowledge you! This is the fate that awaits you and me!"

Thinking of this, Yang Jiajun secretly complained a few times in his heart, this cousin is truly a source of worry, instead of taking the proper path, he insists on coming over to show off

Yang Jiatian, the scholar, lowered his face; after all, he held the status of a scholar, how could he be casually bullied by the yamen runners like any common person? He said to the constable Qin, "You cannot be too excessive in your bullying; do you really think that the Yang family is afraid?"

At this moment, Yang Bo suddenly recalled Qin Dewei's earlier words: Fortune can be taken away...

Yang Bo was infuriated, how shameless of Qin Dewei to drag him down with him! He actually resorted to such despicable tactics of mutual destruction!

Qin Dewei rubbed his hands together and said with great anticipation, "If you can take me into the garden, I will have my uncle release Yang Bo to go home, and you won't have to worry about him coming to any harm anymore..."

Qin Dewei ignored Yang Bo and said to Yang Jiajun: "Mr. Yang! If you continue to delay like this, I fear it will hinder your entry into the garden! If this stirs up too much commotion and alarms the noble figures inside the garden, it will not reflect well on you!"

Hahaha! Yang Bo laughed heartily: "Although I do not understand what you are saying, you must be feeling quite frustrated, so I am still very happy."