Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Chapter 269 You must keep your hand steady when throwing the arrow

The two of them only saw each other and didn't notice anyone approaching until the voice of An Dangjia suddenly rang in their ears, and all the sweet atmosphere just now disappeared without a trace.

"Does Mr. Ji San know what he is doing?" The head of the An family stood there with a serious expression and a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Yanzhihong also sold soap, so Ji Chuan had naturally come into contact with An Dangjia. Seeing An Dangjia's usually smiling face become extremely serious, Ji Chuan looked as calm as an old dog, but he was already panicking inside.

Master Tianzu, he is doing this in private in front of the girl's mother!

Ji Chuan wiped the sweat from his palms imperceptibly and quickly calmed down. He glanced at the equally flustered Qiao Qiao and solemnly promised, "Master An, I will give you an explanation as soon as possible."

An Dangjia had been keeping an eye on the situation since they started talking. As someone who had been through this, she naturally saw that this wasn't just Ji Chuan's wishful thinking. Her daughter Qiao Qiao had probably already had feelings for Ji Chuan. Thinking back to when Qiao Qiao always found excuses to go to the soap workshop, An Dangjia couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that her daughter had finally grown up and had her own thoughts.

After all, a jewelry store wasn't a place to discuss private matters. Although An Dangjia had many thoughts in her mind, she couldn't say much. Since the two of them were in love, as a mother, she couldn't interfere too much.

She just snorted coldly, as a reminder to Ji Chuan and a warning to her daughter, then she took Qiao Qiao's hand and led her out of the jewelry shop.

Time returns to the present.

Ji Nuan raised her eyebrows and gave Ji Chuan a thumbs up, "Third brother, you are a real warrior!"

Father Ji wanted to slap him in the face, glaring at him and scolding him: "You just kept saying there's no rush, no rush, even after you gave the hairpin away, and now you haven't said a word since you came back. You just watched me and your mother worry about your marriage."

"Unfilial son!" Ji He took over the conversation and scolded Ji's father with a smile.

Ji Chuan glared at Ji He, then stood up and bowed solemnly to Ji's mother, saying, "Mother, as the older brother, I naturally can't lag too far behind my younger sister in getting married. I plan to go to the An family to propose marriage as soon as possible. I'll trouble you to take care of all the arrangements."

Ji He's tongue became more and more eloquent, and he teased, "Hey, who was holding back just now? Now you know you have to ask your mother for the marriage as soon as possible?"

Ji's mother wanted to tease him a little more, but when she saw him glaring at Ji He again, she was afraid that he would really get angry and change his mind, so she quickly agreed, "Okay, okay, I'll ask Zhang the matchmaker to come and discuss it tomorrow."

A few days passed in a flash as the Ji family was busy preparing for the marriage proposal. At the same time, the provincial examination was over, and the birthday of the old man of the Wang family arrived as scheduled.

That day, outside Yingfang Garden, there was a constant stream of traffic, with all kinds of carriages and sedans passing by. The guests were welcomed into the garden with smiles on their faces by the Wang family. Ji Nuan also brought gifts and joined Ji Chuan as guests to congratulate the old man of the Wang family on his birthday.

This day also marked the official opening of Yingfang Garden. As the garden's first birthday banquet, Lou Zhongyu and Jin Deshun poured considerable effort into the event. From the banquet's flow and menu to the wine selection, everything was planned in advance and approved by the Wang family. They also prepared a variety of activities specifically for young children, including swings, seesaws, and rocking horses, ensuring every guest felt at home.

Ji Chuan was in charge of Ji Nuan's business, which meant he was constantly on the move. Furthermore, with the Ji family's daughter being married to the prefect, he had recently made quite a few business friends. When the brother and sister were brought in by the Wang family's servant, several people came forward to greet Ji Chuan. Seeing this, Ji Nuan simply left him to continue his conversation while she headed to where the young men and women were playing pot-throwing.

Most of the people gathered together to play pitch pot were strangers to Ji Nuan, but luckily the Wang sisters were also there.

As soon as Wang Yunshan saw Ji Nuan, she happily pulled her into the game of pitching arrows. The rules of the game were simple: men and women competed, each with ten arrows. The team with the most hits won.

The women's team had one more member because of Ji Nuan's joining. In order to maintain the balance of numbers, the men's team also invited a young man who was watching nearby to join, so that the number of people on both sides became the same.

Someone urged everyone to continue playing. Ji Nuan was a master at picking flowers and throwing leaves, and she was a natural at pitching pots. She had originally wanted to join in the fun, since the other players were only teenagers. If she took the game too seriously and crushed them, it would be considered bullying.

However, just as she was about to relax and throw casually, Wang Yunshan said, "Sister Nuannuan, you must hit all ten! I'm still waiting to win the Feiyun Sword from the Third Young Master Jiang!"

As she spoke, Wang Yunshan looked at the sword on the tray held by the waiter with greedy eyes.

Ji Nuan followed Wang Yunshan's gaze and glanced at the tray. Among the various prizes, one long sword was particularly eye-catching and looked quite extraordinary.

She gave Wang Yunshan a reassuring look, then adjusted her stance, loosened her grip, and the arrow landed steadily in the pot. Immediately afterwards, the remaining nine arrows, as if possessed of a spirit, flew into the pot one after another, each one so precise and accurate that the crowd was dazzled and overwhelmed.

"Wow! Wow!" Wang Yunshan clapped her hands excitedly, her face dancing with joy. "Sister Nuannuan, you are truly the goddess in my heart! We were originally seven arrows behind, but with your strike, we're now three ahead. Unless the last one of them can miraculously catch up, the Feiyun Sword will fall into my hands. Sister Nuannuan, when I get the Feiyun Sword, I'll definitely treat you to a feast at Tianshangxian to celebrate!"

"Wang Yunshan, don't be too happy too soon." Young Master Jiang hadn't expected Ji Nuan, a girl, to be so good at pitching pots. Unwilling to admit defeat easily, he pouted and said with forced composure, "Young Master You's family boxing is renowned throughout the martial arts world. While pitching pots is different, Young Master You has a profound foundation. It's hard to say whether the Feiyun Sword is yours."

After saying this, he turned around and whispered to the young man he called Young Master You: "Young Master You, you have to keep your hand steady when you throw the arrow. Whether my Feiyun Sword can be kept safe depends entirely on you."

Young Master You instantly felt a huge pressure and said with an unnatural smile, "Third Young Master Jiang, I practice boxing, which is completely different from pitching pots. I have no confidence in pitching pots at all, so it's hard to say whether I can win."

- ??(?????) Thanks to Xuanying Baoer for the gift,