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

Chapter 38 Feihong Racecourse
The next day, with warm sunshine and cool breeze, we were at Feihong Horse Farm in the southern suburbs of Kyoto.

A carriage carved with the Jiang family emblem picked up people outside the Ming Mansion and then slowly moved south. Jiang Tong took out a cake bigger than his face from his arms and handed it to Ming Li who was standing opposite him.

"Here! Have a try. This is a pancake made by a chef from Heihe. It's soft and chewy. I specially saved a large piece this morning and kept it warm in my arms!"

Mingli leaned back on the soft couch in the car and took it with a smile.

Yesterday, after leaving Renshou Hall, Wen said she wanted to move her to a clean courtyard. But Mo Zhengfeng was imprisoned in the woodshed of the dilapidated courtyard, so she could only decline. But Meng didn't know what she was thinking, and said she would send someone to repair the dilapidated courtyard for her, and also sent a dozen maids over.

Mingli didn't refuse either.

She had a good sleep yesterday, from noon to noon this morning. As soon as she woke up, she heard Shan Cha say that Jiang Tong had driven a carriage outside the mansion to pick her up and had been waiting for a while.

Meng also agreed to the invitation handed over by Jiang Tong, and asked the servants around her to send her some silver and clothes, telling her to have fun, but to return home before nightfall.

"Well, it's really delicious. I'll bring it back next time." Mingli took a bite and it was really delicious. Jiang Tong was happy to see that she liked it. "It's good that you like it. Come back to my house and ask the chef to bake 100 or 200 pancakes for you. I guarantee you will have enough!"

Mingli was startled: "It doesn't need to be one or two hundred."

Jiang Tong smiled cheerfully: "By the way, my mother wants me to ask you something."

"You said."

"Yesterday afternoon, your Madam Meng sent someone to deliver a sack to the Zhenbei Marquis's Mansion. From the outside, it looked like a skinny pig, and the outside was stained with blood." Jiang Tong looked at Mingli and continued, "In addition, Wang and Zhang Yang have also returned home. We also heard about your Third Master's death, but the news was suppressed. My mother estimated that it must be Madam Meng's work. By the way, you have to pay attention to your stepmother. On the surface, she pretends to be a living Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering, but in fact, she is so dirty and rotten inside that it will make you vomit!"

Hearing this, Mingli smiled and took another bite of the pancake.

Jiang Tong suddenly waved his fist while talking: "But it doesn't matter. The Meng family is very cautious. You are different now, especially after the flower viewing banquet. The Meng family will definitely be afraid of you. At least they will never come forward to cause trouble for you in the next few days."

Mingli chewed the biscuit while feeding himself a sip of water.

"That's right. At least so far, the Meng family hasn't shown any hostility. Let's do the things in front of us first." Mingli tore off a piece of cake and gave it to Jiang Tong. "Have you thought about how to teach me?"

Jiang Tong took it and stuffed it all into his mouth, mumbling, "I was afraid that I wasn't strong enough and would miss your competition in eight days, so I found someone else to help me teach you."

Mingli was startled: "Who?"

She suddenly had a bad suspicion in her mind.

Jiang Tong smiled slyly: "You'll know when you see it."

As soon as the words fell, the carriage stopped in place, and the coachman outside reminded: "Miss, Miss Ming, we have arrived at Feihong Horse Farm."

The smile on Jiang Tong's lips deepened, which made Mingli feel uneasy.

She pulled back the curtain and shouted, "Brother!"

Mingli's heart skipped a beat. As expected, what she thought came true. Jiang Tong pulled her up and she saw Zhang Zhi in a red riding suit, with his hair tied up high, silver-white wrist guards and waist belt, and two jade pendants hanging down.

The young man is as bright as the sun.

Zhang Zhi walked over, passed Jiang Tong's outstretched hand, and grabbed Ming Li's wrist. Ming Li was about to throw him away, but Zhang Zhi was prepared and held it tighter.

"Ms. Ming, be careful. It's a little high. Let me help you."

Seeing this, Jiang Tong said, "Brother, won't you help me?" Zhang Zhi's smile faded a little, "Go down by yourself, don't block other people's way."

Jiang Tong: “.”

The three of them entered the stable together. Jiang Tong said they would go to the stable to get the horses first, while Zhang Zhi and Ming Li stayed there and waited.

"The bloodshot eyes are gone. It seems you slept very well last night." Zhang Zhi said with a smile.

Mingli looked back at him, only to see that Zhang Zhi's eyes were bloodshot and there were two dark circles under his eyes. Somehow, Mingli felt very comfortable seeing him like this: "Young Master Zhang, did you go out and steal last night?"

"I'm not a thief, I'm just working like a slave for someone."

Zhang Zhi emphasized the word "someone". Mingli knew what he meant. "Meng's return was not what I expected, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to clean up the mess. Next time, I will be more careful, and I will send you a message even if it happens suddenly."

Zhang Zhi was stunned when he heard this. He said hurriedly, "I'm not blaming you. If you have any inconveniences, just push it to me. There's no need to spread the news. I knew something was wrong when I saw Mingyun's body. Anyway, I have nothing to do all day, so I clean up your mess and I'm pretty good at it. I don't have any resentment at all. We are allies after all. Your business is my business. Don't be so formal with me. Just like yesterday, you deliberately led the Meng family to send the disaster to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. I'll take care of the rest."

Mingli looked at him blankly, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

This man went on a long speech just to explain that not only did he not hold any grudges, but he was also very happy to do this thankless task?
Seeing that Mingli didn't respond for a long time, Zhang Zhi became even more anxious: "You, do you understand?"

Mingli nodded and said, "I see. From now on, I'll leave all these things to you?"

Zhang Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and nodded hurriedly: "Anything you find difficult or don't want to do, I'll do it."

The surprise in Mingli's eyes lasted for a long time: "Well, then okay."

On the other side, Jiang Tong brought two horses, one brown and one white. The white one was shorter. They stood tall with their heads held high.

Zhang Zhi glanced sideways and said, "I'll ride it first, and you can take a look."

"Okay." Mingli nodded.

Zhang Zhi walked up and took the reins from Jiang Tong. He could jump onto the horse without using the pedals. Facing the sunlight, the young man shook the reins and clamped his legs around the horse's belly. The black horse neighed, its hooves clattered loudly, and it galloped away.

At this moment, life is so vivid.

Jiang Tong walked up to Ming Li and put the rope of the white horse into her hand: "I picked it for you myself. It's a pony and doesn't have a name yet. You can choose one."

"I take it?"

Mingli withdrew her gaze from Zhang Zhi's body and touched him. It was so warm. The horse was not afraid of strangers and offered its neck to her for caressing.

Mingli smiled: "Kuang Biao, how is it?"

Jiang Tong was stunned. "Kuang Biao? That's a mare."

"I know." Mingli nodded: "The male horse is called Sangbiao."

Jiang Tong couldn't help laughing. She put her arm around Ming Li's shoulders and said, "I was right about you. You really have my temper!"

While the two were talking, Zhang Zhizai had already run a lap. He wanted to look back at Mingli's admiring eyes, but he saw Jiang Tong hugging her.
He reined in the horse and stopped in front of the two of them. The black horse seemed unhappy that it had only run such a short lap. Zhang Zhi reined in the horse again and shouted, "Xiaohua, be obedient!"

(End of this chapter)