Hidden in the court

As if he had noticed the commotion outside, Ji Mingshang's face turned ugly.

"Old Zhao, stop it!"

As he spoke, he pushed away the girls who were crowding around him. Just as he stood up, someone grabbed his ears tightly.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..." Ji Mingshang took a deep breath and cried out in pain.

"Madam, I was wrong!"

"Who is your wife!"

"I was wrong, Lin'er, I was wrong."

"I have already consulted His Majesty and my uncle. You can execute him first and report later."

Ji Mingshang was shocked when he heard this. This "act first and report later" was too much.

"Old Zhao, help me."

Holding his ears all the way, he strode out of the door. Due to the height difference, Ji Mingshang could only tilt his body and tilt his neck. The scene was very funny.

This scene made the people on the street burst into laughter.

"This is ridiculous. Whose girl is this? How dare she be so rude?"

The person who said this was naturally Su Mengyang. Upon hearing this, the guests next to him were stunned at first, and then cast a look of caring for a fool at him.

He is indeed a country boy, out of touch with the news.

"Don't meddle in other people's business. This girl is the daughter of Prime Minister Luo. They have been childhood sweethearts, and the emperor personally granted their marriage."

The tone of his voice was filled with disdain for Su Mengyang.

To put it bluntly, the couple is just flirting with each other, why are you getting so excited?

Unfortunately, Su Mengyang didn't understand. "How can this be absurd? Since they are getting married, this is really against the three principles."

After saying this, without waiting for everyone to react, Su Mengyang closed his fan and rushed out.

"Wait a minute, girl!"

This sound attracted everyone's attention. A weak scholar holding a folding fan hurried forward.

Before he could get close, he was stopped by two guards.

When everyone looked at him in bewilderment, Su Mengyang bowed and said, "I am Su Xiao, a student from Nanyang. The young lady's behavior is really inappropriate."

Ah this...

Everyone was stunned, but the dumbest one was Ji Mingshang.

Isn't this the guy I almost bumped into just now? He's actually speaking for me.

Immediately, a thought came to his mind. This buddy is capable. He is really good at dealing with things!

Miss Rowling looked at the dazed Su Mengyang and turned to ask Ji Mingshang.

"Your friend?"

"Ah... yes, yes, yes. Brother Li, please help me plead for him!" Ji Mingshang winked at Su Mengyang and said pleadingly.

"Cough cough..."

Zhao Yao, leaning against the doorpost, coughed twice.

At this time, Miss Luo, who was holding Ji Mingshang's ear, exerted even more force.

Two thin lips came close to his ears. "Okay, you still want to deceive me. I've already told you that his last name is Su!"

Su Mengyang saw this and shook his head and sighed. Then he said, "Girls should follow their husbands and abide by their own principles. As the daughter of the prime minister, you should do this even more and be a role model for the world. How can you be so unruly and rude and show your face in public?"

After saying that, he raised his head, completely ignoring the surprised looks of the people present. He had an expression that said, "I don't care who you are."

"Why not!"

Everyone present was stunned, and then looked in the direction of the sound. A man in green clothes passed through the crowd. A man in official uniform, with light wheat-colored skin and distinct facial features, walked in with a white wax spear in his hand. His sharp eyes swept over everyone present like a hawk.

Everyone stared in amazement. The pressure on Ji Mingshang's ears that were being pulled also disappeared.

"Eighth rank official?"

Ji Mingshang really didn't dare to move. Not because the other party was an eighth-rank official.

Because this man was holding a weapon and wearing official uniform. If he was not going to assassinate someone, then there was only one possibility: his surname was Hu.

The Hu family is a family of Liang Wu generals. The ancestor of the Hu family, Hu Qiguang, was famous for his military exploits in the war against the north during the reign of the previous emperor. Now he is also a general who assists the country and is highly respected. The current emperor has to respectfully address him as a Duke whenever he sees him.

The late emperor personally issued an edict that only people with the surname Hu can bring weapons into the palace.

To put it bluntly, Ji Mingshang is really someone you can't afford to offend, and there is no reason to offend him.

After a while, the person who came in broke the silence, "Who just said that women should not show their faces in public, it is disrespectful?!"

Everyone was stunned. They didn't expect him to ask such a question.

It seemed that he did not hear the anger in the other party's words. Su Mengyang stepped forward and admitted: "It is me. The Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame, have existed since ancient times. This is the rule. May I ask, sir, is there anything wrong with what I said?"

After these words came out, the three people who had nothing to do with it were stunned. Did this fool really not hear it?

To the person in front of him, these words sounded like a provocation, and the anger on his face became even more intense.

Rowling seemed to realize something and stared at the man.

Zhao Yao was still watching this scene with a calm expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Only Ji Mingshang saw that something was not right. He "borrowed" the stall of the vendor next to him. He bought some pens and ink and wrote something on the stall.

"You want to talk to me about rules? Okay, get on the stage." The man pointed the gun at Su Mengyang and said.

Su Mengyang was stunned when someone pointed at him. Although country folks have little experience, they still know about setting up a fight in the street.

The people of Liang Wu Dynasty were originally tough. Since the previous emperor occupied the north, martial arts became popular. Setting up a fight in the street was also a rule established after that. As long as both parties were willing to go on stage and no one died, no one else would interfere.

It's a peaceful and prosperous time now, and the arenas in various places are just decorations. Unfortunately, there is one at the gate of the capital.

The result of a poor scholar who is unable to even lift a chicken fighting against the descendant of a general who is rampant in the army is predictable.

Su Mengyang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. When the people around heard that someone was going to fight, they gathered around to join in the fun.

"What do you think, scholar? Don't you scholars all value integrity? To tell you the truth, I just can't stand you bookworms. You talk about national justice all day long, but you are no match for a woman when you go to the battlefield."

All of a sudden, Su Mengyang was in a dilemma. If he agreed, he would definitely be beaten, and if he didn't agree, he would lose face for all the scholars in the world.

It's no big deal if others say this and offend others, but I am nothing.

After a long silence, he spoke tremblingly, "I, I promise~"

I don't know if Zhao Yao didn't want to see Su Mengyang being beaten badly. He said, "Sir, aren't you busy going to the palace?"

"I'm not going yet!"

Well, this guy is angry. Ji Mingshang was also puzzled. He offended a woman, why are you, a grown man, angry? Could he be a feminist?

By chance, the man saw the sword on Zhao Yao's waist. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, he said, "It's all fancy and useless."

"What did you say!" Zhao Yao seemed to be stimulated when he heard it.

"I say that such fancy things are useless on the battlefield."

Ji Mingshang was numb, thinking that this kid was doomed. It’s okay for him to provoke others, but why did you pick up his sword?

He still hasn't forgotten that just because he touched the sword, the old man almost killed him on the spot in Prince Jin's Mansion.

It is no exaggeration to say that this kid will be crippled if he doesn't die today.

"I want to fight with you." Zhao Yao said coldly.

"Why, you want to fight in a round-robin match?"

"Misunderstood. Do you need to bother beating him?"

At this time, Su Mengyang was unable to refute.

Soon the news spread.

General House

An old man with a stern face and white beard was sitting on the armchair and had just taken a sip of tea. When he heard the servant coming to report, he spit it out.

"Nonsense, I asked Ying'er to go see the emperor. She got into a fight with someone halfway through. Who was that person?"

"It seems to be a scholar, and Mr. Yao."

The old man sighed and ordered, "Prepare the horses and go take a look."

"Sir, you don't want to take a carriage?"

The old man stood up and shook his sleeves, "I'm not too old to ride a horse."

……

Inside the palace

"Your Majesty, the young master of the Hu family is at the city gate preparing to fight a scholar. Young Master Ji, Young Master Yao and Miss Luo are watching nearby."

Emperor Nangong Lin, who was sitting cross-legged at the table, closed the memorial in his hand. This was a new thing, as the arena at the city gate had not been moved for nearly ten years.

"The other party is just a scholar? You have courage.

Go and let them know, be gentle, and don't delay their scientific research."

"Understood." The guard responded.

"return."

"What other orders does your Majesty have?"

"Go tell Ji Jun to come to the palace. There is something good waiting for him." He pondered for a moment, as if he had thought of something. "You tell me, should I also pay attention to the marriage of the boy from the Hu family?"

The guards were too weak to complain and could only smile.

God has mercy on me. The eldest son of the King of Jin and the daughter of the Xiangfu were childhood sweethearts before you arranged the marriage. Since you arranged the marriage, they have become enemies. It has taken more than ten years to recover.

But no one paid much attention to it. Their master was known for his love of playing, but he didn't mess up the important things.

……

The Gate of Beijing

"No one can be killed. Those who fall off the stage, lose the ability to resist, and voluntarily admit defeat are eliminated. Both sides have one stick of incense to prepare."

At this time, Ji Mingshang posted the words he had written in front of the stall. A big...

bet

He simply opened a handicap. However, the bet was not whether Su Mengyang could win. But how many rounds he could last. Well, I am such a clever guy.

"Come, come, come. Three to one for any round beyond three rounds, ten to one for any round beyond five rounds, a hundred to one for any round beyond ten rounds, a thousand to one for any round within three rounds, buy it and leave it..." Ji Mingshang stood in front of the stall and shouted loudly.

People who came out to watch the fun instantly surrounded the stall. Seeing the horrible odds, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

After a while, they found that many people bet on more than ten rounds, but no one bet on three rounds. After all, with such high odds, it is obviously not a question of whether you can make money or not, but a question of whether you believe it or not. They are betting that the general will show mercy. Betting that Su Mengyang can survive ten moves.

Zhao Yao, Luo Lin came to the stall. Wow, wow~ Two money bags were pressed within three rounds.

Ji Mingshang's expression froze. He turned his head and looked at the two people who were looking at him with a mocking look on their faces.

He used this odds to cheat the gamblers. Who knows if this guy will end the fight with three punches when he gets angry? If something unexpected happens, how much will he have to pay these two people?

He carefully opened the two money bags and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, it's just copper coins."