At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

"You didn't ask me either."

Ren Hao shrugged helplessly, then shouted: "If you are scared, come down quickly and stop showing off."

afraid?

When has Liang Hao ever been afraid?

What's more, they are just a bunch of ruffians.

Liang Hao rushed to the edge of the ring and kicked down the person who had just climbed up.

But just as he kicked down one person with his front foot, someone rushed up from behind and gave him a hidden kick, almost kicking him off the ring.

"You're looking for death!!!" Liang Hao turned around, grabbed the servant who attacked him, and dragged him off the stage.

As soon as he threw the servant off the stage, more people climbed onto the stage.

Although Liang Hao was full of martial virtue, he could not withstand the siege of so many people.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone these are countless hands.

Soon Liang Hao's moves were completely messed up, and he couldn't even defend himself.

He was beaten black and blue by these contemptuous people in Beijing, and in the end he had to run off the stage with his head in his hands.

The competition on the ring did not end because of Liang Hao's escape. Instead, it became more intense and fierce because of Liang Hao's departure.

Group after group of people rushed forward and fell down repeatedly.

When the three incense sticks were about to burn out, the number of people on the stage gradually decreased, and no one climbed up the stage anymore.

An old man on the ring kept sweeping the field, throwing people down one after another.

"The first round of competition is over!!!"

As the agarwood burned out, Cai Lun announced the end of the first round of the competition.

The winner of this round of competition is the old man standing on the ring.

The old man was about fifty years old, with a face full of wrinkles and a completely white beard.

But what is most impressive is the pair of cloudy old eyes.

Although turbid, it still radiates cold light to the spleen, heart, and lungs.

You can tell from his eyes that this old man must be a veteran who has retired from the battlefield.

"I am old, I wonder if the master of the mansion can give me some food?"

The old man jumped down from the ring and bowed to Ren Hao.

"May I ask the old general's name?" Ren Hao stood up and asked respectfully.

"I am Li Jin, an old man who once served at the frontier. After I retired, I made baskets and sold them. Now that I saw a guest staying in your mansion, I wanted to come over and ask for a bite to eat."

After the old man reported the truth, Wen Yan next to him frowned.

"Old man, since you have served in the border army, after you retired, didn't the court grant you a house and good farmland?" Wen Yan asked doubtfully.

After all, every year, the national treasury never lacks money for the resettlement of disabled and retired veterans, even if there is no money left.

"The court has promised me good farmland, but I'm not sure when I can get it." Li Jinling gave an ambiguous answer and then sighed.

If he had really been given good farmland by the households, he wouldn't have had to make baskets and travel to the capital every day to sell them.

Ren Hao immediately glanced at Wen Yan and hinted, "Master Wen, it seems that someone in this court has dirty hands."

"I already know it now without you reminding me. I will report it to my eldest brother when I go back and ask him to investigate the matter thoroughly." Wen Yan snorted, and was very angry in his heart.

I never thought there would be such a scum in the court, who even dared to lay hands on the fertile lands that the soldiers had risked their lives to obtain!!!

Li Jin looked at Ren Hao again and said, "I wonder if the Lord of the Mansion is willing to give me a bite to eat?"

"Reward Li Jin with one ounce of venison, three ounces of thick meat, several ounces of rice, two ounces of grass seeds, and two ounces of thick wine for each meal." Ren Hao responded to Li Jin with practical actions.

With the envious eyes of the crowd, Li Jin immediately knelt on one knee and bowed, saying: "I am willing to serve the Lord of the Mansion at my utmost."

"Please come into the mansion, old general." Ren Hao hurriedly helped Li Jin up and asked Cai Lun to arrange Li Jin's food and lodging in the mansion.

After settling Li Jin down, Cai Lun lit three new incense sticks.

Wen Yan had no interest in this so-called art that appeals to both the elite and the masses. Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped by Ren Hao.

"What else do you want to do?" Wen Yan asked a little impatiently.

She now urgently wants to return to the palace to thoroughly investigate the corruption.

But Ren Hao stopped him and said, "Master Wen, the fun has just begun, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

"What's so good about this? It's nothing more than a bunch of ruffians fighting each other." Wen Yan rolled her eyes at Ren Hao.

"Do you three want to make a bet?" Ren Hao suddenly chuckled and stated his purpose.

Are these thatched eggs and pastries free? At least you should leave some money for tea.

Wen Yan glanced at Ren Hao. She had always felt that Ren Hao had bad intentions, and now he finally made his purpose clear.

"How do we bet?" Li Shiji came over immediately with interest.

"We will each contribute 1,000 taels, and then select one person from these people. Whoever can stand till the end will be the winner."

"The winner takes all." Ren Hao pointed at the people who were eager to try below the ring and explained the rules to Wen Yan and Li Shiji.

"One thousand taels, why don't you just go and rob it!"

"No money." Wen Yan immediately rolled her eyes at Ren Hao.

Now everyone is asking for funding from the national treasury. If she takes out one thousand taels and makes a bet with Ren Hao, it would be fine if she wins, but if she loses, it would be equivalent to losing the food and lives of the soldiers on the border.

In other words, Ren Hao and Li Shiji would rather use the money they have to make a bet for fun than donate it to the national treasury. Damn it!!!

The more Wen Yan thought about it, the angrier she became.

"Master Wen, we are just having a little fun."

"Are you really that excited?" Ren Hao curled his lips, thinking that Wen Yan was too excited.

"Entertainment? You call this entertainment?"

"Believe it or not, I will go back and report this to my eldest brother and ask him to cancel your competition right now?" Wen Yan said with a glare, then turned around and walked away angrily.

Ren Hao and Li Shiji were left staring at each other, not knowing what Wen Yan was angry about.

Since Wen Yan had ruined their fun and they were also afraid that Wen Yan would really report to the emperor, they did not propose a bet and just drank and ate cakes while watching the competition.

Having learned from the previous round, this time's competition, no one was in a hurry to rush in. Instead, they all started to conserve their energy and waited until the incense was almost burned out before preparing to give it a try.

Just when no one was ready to step onto the stage, a young beggar suddenly jumped onto the stage.

"Hey, hey, hey, that boy, get down here right now."

"This is not the place for you to play around." Ren Hao immediately wanted to call the little beggar down, but the little beggar ignored Ren Hao and started to kill the person who rushed up.

Everyone who had been restrained was interrupted by the little beggar's jumping onto the stage, and they all rushed onto the stage.

In the chaos, Ren Hao failed to find the little beggar, but instead saw a craftsman who was not following martial ethics.