When Song Chongjin returned in the evening, Wang Yongzhu told him about it, and Song Chongjin laughed, "What a coincidence. It happens that a participant for the dragon boat race from the academy twisted his ankle this year. The teacher in charge of the competition came to me today and asked me to take his place."
Wang Yongzhu sized up Song Chongjin. Indeed, with his build, he stood out among a group of scholars. Being born a hunter, who else would they choose?
"Then it seems I'll bet on Changqing Academy to win on the day of the Bathing Festival. But I wonder if Brother Song can help me win some silver?" Wang Yongzhu laughed.
During the day, she had heard Old Granny Wu and Old Madam Ding say that Changqing Academy had been overshadowed by other academies in the dragon boat race for many years. Last year was the worst; they didn't even make it to the top three.
