Chapter 9 I didn’t show up again?

Two days passed in a blink of an eye. Huaiwen went out to buy things as instructed by Shen Zhejiang. He had nothing to do, and Shen Zhejiang's health had improved a little, so he went out with him.

Inside the carriage, on Shen Zhejiang's knees was a green brocade box with gold patterns, inside which was a short knife with a silver frost all over it.

This sword is forged from the black iron and cold silver of Longyin Mountain. It is so sharp that it can cut hair. The main pattern is intertwined with fine leaves and bamboos, emitting a dazzling brilliance from beginning to end.

"Sir, His Majesty has arranged all matters for you in granting marriage, why do you still want to personally prepare another valuable gift for Miss Wang?"

Huaiwen sat on the carriage, driving the horse through the mixed crowd and chatting with Shen Zhejiang.

Shen Zhejiang retracted his gaze, closed the lid of the box, and said slowly: "Miss Wang has been following her father in and out of the barracks since she was young. She is determined to fight in the battlefield and win fame. I respect her for being a brave woman, but it's a pity that she will never have the chance again."

There has never been a saying in Yan State that women go to the battlefield. Shen Zhejiang feels sorry that such an extraordinary woman is disturbed by the secular world and her ambitions cannot be fulfilled. In fact, he sympathizes with her.

The purpose of his giving this gift was to hope that Miss Wang would never give up her inner desire.

At this moment, a shadow rushed in.

“Zheng——!”

A sharp arrow whizzed past the side of Shen Zhejiang's face as fast as lightning and pierced the car board behind him, with the tail of the arrow buzzing.

Just a hair's breadth away, it would have pierced through Shen Zhejiang's head!

The carriage braked suddenly.

Still in shock, Shen Zhejiang fell forward out of inertia, hitting his forehead, rubbed it and asked, "Huaiwen, what happened?"

"Sir, someone is blocking the way."

"Chen Zhejiang, get out!"

Shouting and yelling.

Shen Zhejiang lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw a handsome young man standing under the bright sun, with black hair tied up high and a haughty face. He was holding a bow in his hand and wearing a black tight-fitting suit, looking very heroic.

The arrow just now was shot by him.

Shen Zhejiang didn't remember ever meeting this man, let alone offending him, so he asked, "Who are you?"

The young man was proud, with a bow on his arm, and introduced himself: "Wang Chengming, the second young master of the Minister of War's residence, why don't you kowtow and greet me?"

"Why did Young Master Wang block the road in public?"

Although he asked this question, Shen Zhejiang quickly guessed that he might have come for his eldest sister's marriage.

It is indeed so.

Wang Chengming had an extremely bad temper: "Oh, you are the one my sister wants to marry? You look so sick, you might be lying in a coffin any day. My sister doesn't like you! Go and cancel the engagement!"

Shen Zhejiang was not someone who was easy to bully, but he was also unwilling to argue with a junior, so he said in a calm voice, "If there is any misunderstanding, please come with me to my house to have a talk, Mr. Wang Er."

"What can I talk to you about? My father said that you are a sinner of our dynasty, a rat in the gutter! I am upright, how could I associate with someone like you! If I were you, I would have banged my head against the wall and died!"

This is too radical a statement.

Pedestrians on the street were attracted over and stopped to join in the fun. Customers in teahouses and restaurants also leaned out to look in, and a tide of discussion surrounded them.

"Isn't that the famous Shen Caizi from the capital? I heard that when he was only fifteen years old, he single-handedly repelled a 100,000-strong enemy army from the Qing Kingdom. It's a pity that he has ended up like this at such a young age."

"Haha, why are you sighing for him? There are five people in my family, five of us! All of us died under the swords of his father and the rebels! People like him should be drowned in spit!"

"......"

Shen Zhejiang's face turned pale for a moment, as if countless thorns had pierced his back, and the fingers that were pinching the car curtain were shaking slightly.

Seeing his master being bullied, Huaiwen immediately started arguing with him, "Is this the upbringing of your Wang family? No matter what, my master is the current prince's tutor, and will soon be your brother-in-law! The second young master Wang has no official title, but he took advantage of the Minister of War and cursed people in the street. Will he dare to insult His Majesty in the palace someday?"

Wang Chengming was like a powder keg that could explode at any moment: "You called me a dog?!"

"Why else would you be barking and shouting?" Huai Wen retorted with his head held high.

The people around immediately burst into laughter.

Shen Zhejiang got off the carriage and whispered, “Huaiwen, you get on the carriage first.”

Huaiwen hesitated for a moment: "Yes, sir."

"Second Young Master Wang, my servant was too outspoken, I apologize to you on his behalf," Shen Zhejiang bowed to him politely, then raised his eyes, his calmness mixed with sharpness, "What you just said is indeed insulting. Second Young Master Wang must not have read the books of sages, so I will ask you about the military books. Which volume of the military book mentions that people are divided into high and low levels?"

Wang Chengming's face froze for a moment, then he shouted, "Bullshit! Military books talk about training troops and deploying battle formations, how can there be such things?! I will be a general of the Yan Dynasty who is respected by thousands of people in the future, how can you be the one to teach me a lesson?!"

"Since Second Young Master Wang doesn't understand, I will explain it to you," Shen Zhejiang glanced at the people who were enjoying the show, and his eyes fell on Wang Chengming again. "The Art of War by Sun Tzu says that 'a general should be wise, trustworthy, benevolent, brave, and strict'. A wise general is one who is resourceful and a benevolent general is one who is kind and loving. Second Young Master Wang acted rashly just to stop me in public to ask for an explanation, which is unwise. Moreover, you used vulgar words and believed that people were divided into high and low levels, which is unkind. It is difficult for a general to be without wisdom and kindness."

"What the hell is this?!"

Wang Chengming immediately put an arrow on the bow, and aimed at the heart of Shen Zhejiang opposite him with his shoulder and arm. With a whoosh, the arrow flew out of the air and took Shen Zhejiang's life.

"Sir, be careful!" Huaiwen screamed.

The sharp arrow rushed towards him almost in the blink of an eye, forcing Shen Zhejiang to take a step back involuntarily, and the arrow reflected in his eyes gradually became larger.

Shen Zhejiang's mind went blank and he even forgot to avoid it.

In a flash, the arrow suddenly hung in the air, and then retreated at an incredible speed in an instant.

"You little brat! I think you're itching for trouble, right?"

A heroic woman who was also dressed in tight clothes stood on the eaves closest to Wang Chengming. Her long hair, half-curled in a high ponytail, fluttered in the wind.

She had a fair face that was beautiful and resolute, and her eyes, which were as sharp as a knife, made her look even more fierce. Her figure was extremely tall and straight. From a distance, she looked like a solitary, upright and unrestrained red plum.

Shen Zhejiang quickly came back to his senses, only to see that the woman was holding a thin rattan whip in her hand, dragging it on the eaves, with an arrow wrapped around the end of the whip.

The one who just saved his life was this woman.

Before he could say thank you, any expression on Wang Chengming's face suddenly froze and he turned his neck stiffly.

"A-Sister?"

In fact, you don’t need to look, you can tell who is coming just by listening to the sound.

This woman was none other than Wang Chengming's elder sister, Wang Xiuyi. She had loved wielding swords and guns since she was a child, and had developed a whip technique that was difficult for ordinary people to match. However, the reason why her whip technique had reached such a high level of perfection was inseparable from Wang Chengming's contribution.

"I told you to stay at home quietly, but you insisted on causing trouble for me?"

Wang Xiuyi jumped to the ground, turned her wrist and swung the rattan whip, and hit Wang Chengming in the face hard.

"Sister, I was wrong! Ah! Stop hitting me!"

The arrogant Young Master Wang Er suddenly shrank into a turtle, dropped his bow and arrow, and fled through the streets with his head in his hands, shouting loudly.

The scene was extremely funny and made everyone laugh.

It looks like there will be another topic of conversation in the capital tomorrow.

Shen Zhejiang: “…”

Seeing Wang Chengming being chased and beaten was really pitiful, it was much heavier than the punishment he usually gave Xiao Zhinian, so he couldn't bear it and said, "Miss Wang, if you keep hitting me, I'm afraid I'll break my bones."

"Don't worry, you won't die." Wang Xiuyi grabbed Wang Chengming's ears and brought him directly to Shen Zhejiang, her eyebrows raised, and said, "Go apologize to them!"

"Sister! He...ah! It hurts, it hurts!" Wang Chengming's face was distorted with pain. As the saying goes, a man who knows the current situation is a hero. He immediately shouted to Shen Zhejiang, "I'm sorry! Sister, let go!"

Wang Xiuyi slapped her brother on the back of his head and said, "Take care of yourself! Go home and I'll teach you a lesson! Let's see if you dare to do it again in the future. Go back!"

He turned around again, as if his face had changed, and said to Shen Zhejiang in an embarrassed but polite manner: "Sir Shen, I am really sorry for my ignorance. I will come to your house to apologize another day."

Shen Zhejiang was puzzled: "Miss Wang, have you forgotten that you and I are still married?"