Mu Yangzhi hurried as fast as he could and finally found the Emperor in the teahouse.

At this time, the emperor was only accompanied by his guards; the others had gone out to buy things.

The Emperor looked at Mu Yangzhi, who seemed hesitant to speak, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Mu Yangzhi thought for a moment, then embellished Mu Yangrun's words and said simply, "Father, you should keep an eye on the third son."

The Emperor was furious. He slammed his teacup down on the table and said coldly, "You unfilial son! You know nothing!"

"The Ning family is not someone he can... Never mind, send him back."

Mu Yangzhi shook his head: "We can't go back now, Dad. Tuantuan said she wants to show you something, and Lao San has to be there."

The Emperor looked at Mu Yangzhi with a puzzled expression.

Just then, Ning Nanxiao and the others returned: "The martial arts competition is about to begin, let's go over there."

“I’ve already booked the nearest teahouse,” Ning Chengzhu said quickly. “Let’s go now.”

The group walked towards the government office. At this moment, a lot of people had gathered in front of the government office, and there were also vendors selling snacks and treats. Bai Tuantuan couldn't move at all!

Ning Nanxiao chuckled softly, cupped his hands in greeting to the Emperor, and said, "I'll stay here with Tuantuan. You may go upstairs first..."

"Hehe, alright, bring us some food too." The emperor looked at the street vendors, his mouth watering. He had to admit, the food at these roadside stalls was much better than the delicacies in the palace!

Bai Tuantuan wanted to try everything, and without hesitation, she bought one of each.

Ning Nanxiao, the "tool man," already had both hands full, but the vendor couldn't bear to see it and promised to deliver it to him.

The little girl, with her rosy cheeks, ran up to the second floor and arrived at the room with the best view.

Along the way, the inn was already full.

After going inside and dividing the food, we heard the sound of gongs and drums.

Soon, Zhao Quanchun, dressed in official robes, walked out with a slight smile on his face: "Fellow villagers, the old rules apply! Anyone with guts can come up! We'll stop when it's over, and the winner will defend the title!"

"good!"

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"Thank you, sir!"

The people below cheered.

Bai Tuantuan leaned against the bedside, watching the scene below with great interest. Seeing Zhao Quanchun casually say a few words and then step down from the stage, the clerk immediately went up and said, "Now, please invite the first person to come up to the stage!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of gongs and drums rang out.

Soon, a burly man stepped onto the stage: "Qin Dali from Qin Family Village!"

"Alright, Qin Dali! Is there anyone else?"

The butler smiled as he looked at the people below the stage.

A moment later, a slender woman dressed in bright red jumped up and announced, "Wu Meirong is here to challenge!"

As she spoke, the red-tasseled spear appeared directly in her hand.

"A red-tasseled spear!" Mu Yangzhi exclaimed with interest. "Grandpa Chen, you also use a spear, come and see if it's authentic!"

After glancing at the weapon while sipping his tea, Chen Luo laughed and said, "The eighteen martial arts each have their own brilliance, and each person's weapon has its own unique characteristics. So there's no such thing as authentic or illegitimate. If you win, then it's authentic!"

Mu Yangzhi's eyes lit up, but before he could say anything, Chen Luo interrupted him: "Of course, your pistol is obviously not genuine."

"Grandpa Chen, I don't like hearing you say that. I can win too!"

Chen Luo glanced at Mu Yangzhi: "You won not because you're good with a gun."

"Why is that?" Mu Yangzhi asked, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo snorted: "It's because you're so cunning!"

"Being unexpected can be considered an advantage."

Mu Yangzhi deflated like a punctured balloon: "Grandpa Chen, can't you praise me?"

Chen Luo chuckled: "In the battlefield, being shrewd is definitely a good thing, but you still need to practice your pistol skills more."

Then, Chen Luo sighed and said, "You've put all your effort into the martial arts competition."

"I'm only interested in this; I can't be bothered to think about anything else," Mu Yangzhi said dismissively. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wu Meirong twirl her gun, and he jumped to his feet. "Good!"

Bai Han, standing to the side, stroked his beard as he watched Mu Yangzhi's excited expression and said, "The Second Prince is quite shrewd. He knows what he wants and what he doesn't want, and he hasn't compromised because of his maternal family."

The Emperor put down his teacup, looked at Mu Yangzhi, and nodded thoughtfully.

Bai Han smiled: "It seems His Majesty already has a plan?"

"What do you think of the word 'courage', sir?"

“Courage and bravery, that's exactly what I'd say about the Second Prince.”

Chen Luo frowned, glanced at Bai Han, then looked at the Emperor, wondering why he didn't quite understand.

"If the gentleman thinks it's acceptable, then there's no problem."

The Emperor exhaled a breath of stale air and turned to look at Ning Chengzhu. He wanted to ask Ning Chengzhu for his opinion, but seeing him excitedly pulling Eunuch Cai around and pointing out the state of the country, the Emperor's lips twitched, and he chose to give up.

"Great! Well done!" Ning Chengzhu exclaimed.

Mu Yangzhi chimed in, "That's really good! This woman is amazing! I'm itching to try it myself!"

Bai Tuantuan sighed, "We've already taken down five people. I wonder how much longer we can hold out."

“It’s not fair,” Mu Yangzhi couldn’t help but say. “Her physical strength has dropped too much, but the new people who came up didn’t. It’s not fair to her.”

“But that’s how the rules of the arena are.” Bai Tuantuan thought for a moment. “There’s nothing we can do about it. We can’t just wait for her to rest before moving on to the next one. How long would that take?”

"However!"

A sly glint appeared in Bai Tuantuan's eyes: "We can use external means!"

"I just don't know if Lord Zhao would be willing..."

As she spoke, Bai Tuantuan took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Mu Yangzhi: "This is medicine to restore physical strength, but there are only three pills."

Mu Yangzhi quickly took it and stuffed it into his pocket: "I think this kind of competition is quite good. It can better select the most capable people. Don't give me the pills. I'll keep them."

“Third Prince!” Ning Chengzhu stopped Mu Yangzhi, smiling broadly, “Third Prince, we’ve been through thick and thin together, we’ve agreed to share the good times…”

Mu Yangzhi immediately feigned ignorance: "What? I don't know what you're talking about, Uncle Chengzu, what's wrong?"

"You brat!"

Bai Tuantuan laughed as she watched Ning Chengzhu and Mu Yangzhi chase and fight.

Meanwhile, Cui'er crawled through the dog hole into the Er Dong Restaurant.

She misses the mansion so much, she's determined to move back!

Although only two days have passed, all her friends are refusing to see her. She's had enough of their disdain!

Cui'er straightened her clothes, ignoring the smell of dog poop on her, and ran quickly towards Mu Yangrun's room...