My Lord, your wife is spreading rumors about you again.

Chapter 21 Don't understand? Then go die

"Ten days?!"

Zang Ying felt humiliated. She sneered, "Second Miss Ming, do you think you are some kind of genius? I have been learning horse riding and archery from my father since I was three years old! Until today, I have never slacked off. Do you think you can erase my decades of hard work in ten days?"

She was born into a family of military commanders and was known since childhood for her inability to play the piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting, but she had a high level of proficiency in weapons, riding, and archery.

Mingli smiled and said two words lightly: "Bet."

"Bet?" Zang Ying was stunned. "You didn't ask for a bet when you were competing with Master Mo Wu just now!"

"How not?"

Mingli looked at her as if she was a fool: "If he loses, he has to call me grandpa. This is the bet." The girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "How about this, if you lose, you kneel down in front of me, kowtow, and respectfully shout three times 'Great Grandfather, live a hundred years', how about that?"

Zang Ying was furious: "Mingli! Why are you speaking so much dirty words! You just...just don't act like a legitimate daughter of an aristocratic family!"

"I don't look like a legitimate daughter, so you look like a human being?" Mingli immediately hit back, looking her up and down, "You are using your strengths to overcome my weaknesses. Miss Zang, your face really matches your surname, it's so dirty it's almost thicker than a city wall."

"Hahahahahaha!"

Ji Yu on the other side burst into laughter.

Wuwei was very angry after hearing this. He punched the stone lion on the guardrail and said indignantly: "Master, they are bullying me! The second Miss Ming is from a noble family. Even if she has practiced her aim by playing pot-throwing games and won the archery this time, how can she learn the art of horse riding overnight?"

Zhang Zhi touched Dahei's fur, which was as smooth as silk, and said, "Don't worry, just follow her."

Madam Wang, who had been watching the show without saying anything for a long time, suddenly scolded, "Second Miss Ming, you are too presumptuous. Miss Zang is a daughter of an official after all. Even if Master Zang's position is not as high as your father's, you should still treat her with courtesy."

Mingli suddenly felt a pain in her right shoulder. She calculated the time and thought that the drug must have lost its effect. The pain was ten times worse. She raised her eyes and asked, "What does Madam Wang want to say?"

"You, as the daughter of the left prime minister, ignore etiquette and do not distinguish between superiors and inferiors." She stood up. None of the noble ladies in the room could be of higher status than the Zhenbei Marquis's family. No one dared to refute Madam Wang's words. "Second Miss Ming, you should serve tea and apologize with Miss Zang and Madam Zang."

Mingli's eyes turned cold: "What if I don't want to?"

"Hehe, I don't understand what you mean, Second Miss. Are you trying to go against the rules of etiquette?"

Before Madam Wang could finish her words, Zhang Zhi's voice came over and interrupted her.

"If you don't understand, then just go die!"

Zhang Zhi and Ji Yu walked over one after the other. Dahei had been handed over to Wuwei. Zhang Zhi was dressed in a fluttering red dress, looking as gorgeous as a golden crow in the scorching sun. For a moment, he attracted the attention of many girls.

Zhang Zhi was born handsome and had a good family background, but unfortunately he was a playboy, impotent, and had a poisonous mouth. It was such a waste of his good face.

He glanced at Madam Wang and said sarcastically, "If you have nothing to do, go and take care of your own yard. The concubines and maids are fighting with each other all day long, but you, the mistress, are staying in someone else's yard. Are you here to take advantage of them?"

Madam Wang, who was arrogant and powerful in the women's quarters, immediately became intimidated when she saw Zhang Zhi. She smiled bitterly, stood up and walked over: "Second Master, what are you doing..."

"What's wrong with me? I ignore etiquette? I don't distinguish between superiors and inferiors? Do you want me to serve you tea to apologize?"

Every word Zhang Zhi said turned into a sharp sword that stabbed Wang fiercely. His expression was gloomy, and he returned to her every word that she had used to scold Mingli.

Mingli had been standing by and observing Zhang Zhi silently. It would not do him any good to speak up for her at this moment. Perhaps, it was because she had just won the competition with Mo Zhengfeng?
Zhang Zhi wanted the position of the Imperial Censor of Lianghuai Salt. Her move today had completely broken off relations with the Mo family. In Zhang Zhi's eyes, this should be considered as surrender?
Since we are in the same boat, it is only natural for him to help me. But if this happens, it will be difficult for me to kick Zhang Zhi out in the future. "No, of course not. Whatever the Second Master says is right. How dare I ask the Second Master to condescend to serve me tea? I would never dare to do that."

Madam Wang gritted her teeth and lowered her head. The man in front of her was really one she could not afford to offend. He was the son of a duke, the nephew of the queen, the cousin of the crown prince, and the nephew of the right prime minister. Any one of these identities would be earth-shattering, but this annoying guy had all of them in one person.

Zhang Zhi curled his lips: "I don't think you dare to have it."

He was the most dissolute playboy in Kyoto anyway, so he wasn't afraid of being branded as disrespectful to his elders.

"The horseback archery competition in ten days will be held at Feihong Horse Farm in the west of Kyoto. Our Zhenbei Marquis Mansion will host the event. All of you present must come." Zhang Zhi's words were firm and unquestionable. He looked at Zang Ying and said, "Do you have any objection?"

Zang Ying shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, everything is just as the prince said."

"Very good."

After Zhang Zhi finished speaking, Ji Yu interrupted and said, "Let's open the betting for this competition! The odds are still attractive. Come here, come and place your bets with me!"

Ji Yu changed the subject: "But before that, please give us all the money you lost today. I still need to share the money with the second young lady."

Seeing this, Mingli wanted to take advantage of the chaos to leave.

"Second Miss Ming." Zhang Zhi called her. Ming Li turned around and saw him take out a silver hairpin from his sleeve: "Your hairpin is here. Can I have a word with you?"

Mingli paused and turned to look at Ji Yu.

Ji Yu collected money and placed bets while pouting, "Yes, I'm sorry, Second Miss Ming was taken away by Second Brother. He is Second Brother, so I can't do anything about it."

Mingli: “.”

"Okay, let's go."

Mingli just wanted to deal with this smiling tiger as soon as possible. Her wound seemed to have cracked, and there was a man in the house waiting for her to commit adultery.

Zhu remained silent the entire time, and did not react even when Madam Wang came back angrily. It was not until she saw Mingli and Zhang Zhi leaving side by side that she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

They chose a deserted place. Of course, where Zhang Zhi was, no one else would be there. He smiled with obvious smile and said, "Are you sure about riding and shooting?"

"My archery skills are OK. I have learned the art of needle shooting and can also use flying needles to penetrate acupuncture points, so my accuracy is no problem. However, I may not be able to use a bow or crossbow, so throwing arrows is the best choice today." Mingli replied.

Zhang Zhi heard something strange in these words: "Flying needle into acupuncture points? Who did you learn this from?"

Mingli felt a chill on his back. Damn it, why did he forget to be on guard just now? It was not a good thing to be caught by this troublesome smiling tiger.

Zhang Zhi's eyes moved to the bloodstain on Mingli's left cheek, and his heart ached: "The wound on your face..."

"Madam Zhu! Madam Zhu, something bad has happened! Fourth Miss, something has happened to her!"

Two maids stumbled over, knelt timidly on the ground, and cried loudly with tears in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)