Hidden in the court

The time of a stick of incense passes quickly.

The man surnamed Hu had changed into casual clothes and stood on the stage, looking heroic. On the other hand, Su Mengyang was still dressed like a scholar.

"I repeat, you are not allowed to cause harm to others with malicious intent... The competition begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man rushed towards Su Mengyang and raised his hand to punch him in the face.

Su Mengyang immediately raised his hands to block, and at the same time closed his eyes, waiting for the attack to come. However, the pain he expected did not come.

He opened his eyes and slowly lowered his arms. In his sight, the man was staring at him with a smile. Looking at the other person's appearance, he subconsciously also showed a silly smile.

The next second, the other party stopped smiling and kicked him directly in the chest, knocking him to the ground.

Su Mengyang covered his chest with both hands. Seeing the opponent's fist about to fall, he quickly closed his eyes and shouted:

“I give up.”

Feeling the other's fist against his nose, Su Mengyang opened his eyes and looked at the other's skin. It seemed unnatural, and doubts arose in his heart. He turned to look at his indignant eyes.

Finally I chose to close my eyes.

Do not look at what is indecent, it is indecent... Ugh, I dare not look at it, I dare not look at it.

When the people in the audience saw this scene, they all sighed.

"No way, you couldn't even last two rounds?"

“It’s all money down the drain.”

……

Zhao Yao's reaction remained calm. Luo Lin looked at the man pressing on Su Mengyang, and there was a hint of strangeness in her eyes.

Ji Mingshang: "Oh yeah! It's a sure win."

"Next time, keep a clear mind and don't say things you shouldn't. If I meet you again..." As he said that, he showed Su Mengyang his sandbag-sized fist.

When Su Mengyang stepped down from the stage, Ji Mingshang came forward.

"Well done, buddy. Meet Ji Jun, Ji Mingshang."

Su Mengyang was completely confused. Although his chest still hurt, he still bowed and responded: "I am Su Xiao, a disciple from Nanyang, and my name is Mengyang."

Before the other party could react, Ji Mingshang grabbed his hand and said, "Brother Su, come to Prince Jin's Mansion to find me tomorrow night. I like to make friends with ambitious people like Brother Su."

He was not given a chance to refuse.

Su Mengyang saw Ji Mingshang returning to the stall. "Come, take a look. Next is the showdown between masters. Place your bets, place your bets... place your bets now!"

Su Mengyang was stunned, and hurried forward to advise. "Brother, aren't you gambling in public? According to the laws of our dynasty..."

Ji Mingshang's eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled Su Mengyang's hand. "You're right!" He turned around and shouted to the gamblers.

"Line up, come one by one. We are doing business in an organized and purposeful manner. It doesn't matter if we lose money on the business, we just want to have fun."

Ah this~

These two funny guys made Rowling speechless.

At this time, old man Hu Qiangguang also came. Seeing the long queue in front of him, he couldn't help but be curious. He saw Ji Mingshang and Luo Lin at a glance, and he was even more puzzled. How could these two people be together?

I got off my horse and went around in. Well, this guy is setting up a bet here.

When Rowling saw Hu Qiangguang coming, she greeted him with a smile.

Ji Mingshang raised his head and glanced at the old man beside him. "Hey, old man, how about a hand?"

"What are you betting on?"

“Look, your youngster and Zhao Yao are on the stage. Let’s bet on who will win or lose.” Ji Mingshang pointed to the arena not far away and collected the money with his head down nonchalantly.

"Hey, you young people, what can I say to you?" He said this but when he looked at the figure on the ring, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Seeing that the old man was not fooled, Ji Mingshang thought that this was not going to work, so he said, "Old man, if I'm not mistaken, this is the only child of your Hu family, don't you even have this little confidence?"

Hearing this, the muscles at the corners of Hu Qiangguang's mouth twitched slightly. Having said that, if he didn't take some practical action, he would lose face.

"I bet 50 taels, on the descendants of the Hu family." After saying that, he placed a heavy silver ingot on the stall.

Seeing his plan succeed, Ji Mingshang felt secretly happy. He didn't really want the money, and he didn't care about a mere 50 taels. The important thing was that this old man was on a pirate ship. If anyone dared to accuse him of gathering people to gamble, he would be the first to expose this old man.

But it's just a thought.

Seeing that the two people on the ring had not started fighting yet, Ji Mingshang leaped onto the ring and stood between the two.

"How about you two add a prize? In my opinion, why not..."

"Go away~"

Before Ji Mingshang could finish his words, he was retorted by the two of them and could only leave in disappointment.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Hu Qiangguang quickly said, "Master Yao, if my junior's words offended you, please give me some face and don't argue with her."

Zhao Yao bowed slightly after hearing this. "General, you are too kind. We are just sparring with each other and making friends through martial arts."

This is just a lie. If they didn't provoke you, why would you go to the ring with them?

However, the other person on the stage was not happy. "Grandpa, how can you boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

Mr. Hu looked at the person on the stage, raised his hand to his forehead, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"This sword is quite nice. What is it called?"

"Qingping Diao"

"Ah, why is it called such a name?"

I looked closely at the sword at his waist. It was made of white jade gilded with gold, and the hilt was a bit short. Looking at the scabbard, I knew that the blade was also narrow, and it was adorned with a silver lotus tassel.

"A grown man is actually carrying a woman's sword. But it's okay, I think this thing is destined for me. Do you dare to bet? If you lose, this sword will be mine."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Ji Mingshang looked at Zhao Yao, noticed the anger on his face, and gestured to him to be gentle.

The two sides took a stance.

The other party thrust his gun forward.

To everyone's surprise, Zhao Yao had no intention of drawing his sword.

He just used one hand to grab the spear that was thrusting at him, as if he had taken root under his feet. No matter how hard the opponent tried, he couldn't move him at all. In the opponent's astonished eyes, he exerted force again, lifted up both the man and the spear, and prepared to throw them out of the field together.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the opponent quickly pulled back his spear, forcing Zhao Yao to let go of the spear. After landing, he used the force to kick and stabbed Zhao Yao with the spear with unstoppable force.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yao dodged the shot.

The cold light arrived first, and the tip of the spear fell like a violent storm, dominating the spotlight for a moment. Zhao Yao dodged hastily.

……

Hu Qiangguang looked at the scene in front of him, not knowing what to do.

"It's almost over." Ji Mingshang said.

On the ring, Zhao Yao appeared in front of his opponent without him noticing when.

He exerted force forward and lifted the man up by the collar. The spear fell to the ground.

"Damn it." The other person grabbed his wrists with both hands, trying to get rid of his control, but he couldn't do it.

Who would have thought that this person, who also had thin arms and legs, had such great strength? He was easily lifted up, twice.

The moment he approached him, Zhao Yao seemed to sense something was wrong. This guy was very light, and if lightness could be explained by thinness, then there was something unnatural about his face with distinct features.

"You, admit defeat."

"No, but..."

Before he could even utter the word "can", Zhao Yao picked him up and threw him off the stage.

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

The fight between the two did not last too long, it was clean and neat, without any drag. There was no routine to speak of, which was also the greatest respect the two generals gave to their opponents.

Seeing that the winner had been decided, Ji Mingshang had already lifted up the sack and without further ado, he took all the silver and copper coins on the table and put them into it. He kept muttering, "I've made a fortune, I've made a fortune."

Some are happy and some are sad.

The man who was put down by Zhao Yao casually had a face full of shame and anger. Mr. Hu didn't say much, as if he had known this result long ago.

"Thank you, sir."

"General, you are too kind. There is no friendship without fighting."

Everyone looked at Ji Mingshang's action of packing money, and their facial muscles twitched involuntarily.

At this moment, the imperial horse arrived from the palace. A handsome young guard dismounted. He clasped his fists and bowed to Ji Mingshang, "Young Prince, His Majesty summons you to the palace."

At this time, Ji Mingshang tied the sack tightly and carried half of the sack of copper coins and silver on his shoulders. He turned around and said, "Let's go together, little money tree."

"I want to change into official uniform." Xiao Hu said unhappily.

"Excuse me, can't you change it on the way?"

Hearing this, the grandfather and grandson's expressions froze for a moment, but soon returned to calm.

"Not dignified."

……

After a while, he changed back into the blue robe that belonged to an eighth-rank official.

Ji Mingshang turned to look at Su Mengyang. "Brother Su, I will be waiting for you at home tomorrow. You must come."

He whistled, "Jinwu, where have you been?" After a while, a shiny black horse came through the crowd and came in front of him.

After bidding farewell to the old man, the three of them headed towards the palace together. Along the way, the two were silent, but Ji Mingshang hummed a song, repeating "Eighteen Touches" non-stop. Xiao Hu wanted to curse after hearing this.

"Hey, little brother, do you know why the emperor wants me to go?"

"My Lord, I don't know."

"Oh, but I came at the right time. If she caught me today, I would be in trouble."

The guard didn't know what to do after hearing this and could only laugh dryly.

"Spineless, henpecked."

The other one murmured something.

"Old Hu, that's not right. Beating is love, scolding is love, and when love is deep, kicking is love."

He didn't want to say anything more about it, but he couldn't stand being called Lao Hu.

"Can you call me something else?"

"Why, you're not happy. Oh, it doesn't look like I'm any older than you, that little beard."

Yes. Hearing this name, he rolled his eyes and glared at Ji Mingshang fiercely.

Suddenly I noticed the movements of Ji Mingshang's hands.

"What are you doing?"

"Spread the money."

Ji Mingshang replied indifferently. As he walked, he took out some copper coins from the sack that had just been filled with money. He threw them towards the beggar leaning against the wall on the street. All the copper coins fell into the bowl, making a jingling sound from time to time.

"You're really weird. You're obviously good at martial arts, but you're so careless."

"What does it matter? In your opinion, all the people who know martial arts have the same dead look as Lao Zhao?"

Hearing this, he fell into deep thought. He had been in the military since he was 15 years old. In the past three years, he had made contributions and participated in martial arts competitions. Most generals in the army could not beat him, so why did he lose so thoroughly today?

Seeing his thoughtful expression, Ji Mingshang said, "Don't think about it. The sword is his mother's relic. He has already given your grandfather a lot of face today."

"I wasn't thinking about the sword."

Ah this~

It was too hasty. Ji Mingshang smiled awkwardly.

"I don't understand. I started learning martial arts at the age of 6, archery at the age of 10, horseback riding at the age of 13, and joined the military camp for three years at the age of 15. Why..."

"Stop, these may seem dazzling to others. But unfortunately, everyone in the barracks is giving way to you because of your grandfather. If you want to prove yourself, you have to leave the barracks."

Old Hu's face darkened. "A playboy, do you think so?"

"You two, we're here."

Dismount and enter the palace.