Jiang Zhiyu saw two people holding him from the front and back, and stood still with the carrying pole in anger.
"I won't kill her, and you'll come back to the capital with me!"
Ji Xiurong looked up at her with a little embarrassment, hesitated for a while, and finally nodded.
When the old lady saw that Ji Xiurong had hooked up with a new rich man, she was both frightened and secretly happy.
I was thinking, maybe she bumped into me this time?
See what else this little bastard has to say!
She will never give up until she builds a new house for her eldest son!
Seeing Ji Xiurong about to stand up, the old lady hurriedly grabbed the hem of her coarse cloth skirt and asked quietly:
"Ling'er, your brother's new house..."
[Fuck! Are you using those two eyeballs to vent your anger? You really don't take me seriously!]
Seeing Ji Xiurong hesitate, Jiang Zhiyu looked at Ji Xiurong in disbelief.
"No way! If you really dare to give her money in front of me, don't tell anyone you know me when you leave the house!"
Ji Xiurong was still struggling with how to answer her, but when he heard Jiang Zhiyu's thoughts, he quickly shook off her hand.
He stood behind Jiang Zhiyu without saying a word.
Jiang Zhiyu was somewhat satisfied and whispered to Zhuying.
"You guys get on the carriage first, I'll cover your retreat."
Zhuying hesitated for a moment, but still left with Ji Xiurong, who was full of worry.
The old lady was left on the ground, trembling non-stop. She wanted to shout but dared not to, so she called out to her in a low voice:
"Ling'er! Ling'er—"
When Jiang Zhiyu heard the door closing, he thrust his carrying pole in front of the old lady.
"Scream! No one will come to save you even if you scream your throat out..."
Old woman: ...?
This line, why does it sound so familiar...
Before he could think about it, Jiang Zhiyu picked up the carrying pole and started swinging it.
Five bats, every bat won’t miss!
The old lady was beaten so hard that she passed out.
Jiang Zhiyu stood still, breathing steadily, and threw away the carrying pole.
"I've been inactive for a while... I'm pretty tired!"
He turned around, scooped a bucket of cold water from the water tank, and poured it on the old lady to wake her up.
"Don't, don't hit me..."
After seeing who it was, the old lady rolled and crawled into the corner.
Still bluffing.
"You, you... just because you're rich, you can beat people up at will? Is there any law in this world?"
Jiang Zhiyu threw away the carrying pole and walked slowly towards him.
The old lady was so frightened that she covered her head and screamed:
"Don't come over here! Don't come over here!"
Jiang Zhiyu just looked down at her with a cold voice:
"These five hits are for Ling'er to pay you back! Remember this—"
She slowly squatted down and moved closer to the old woman.
"My name is Jiang Zhiyu... If you're dissatisfied, you can go to the Grand Tutor's Mansion to find me, or sue me at the Dali Temple, or..."
She sneered and moved closer.
That look, those cold eyes...
He looked like an evil demon Asura crawling out of hell, without any warmth at all.
"You can even file a complaint before the Emperor! If you dare, I'll be waiting for you."
Then he clapped his hands and left.
As the door closed, the wet old lady's eyes rolled back and she fainted again.
We got on the carriage and rode in silence all the way.
Jiang Zhiyu didn't speak until he returned home and entered the courtyard.
"Have a good rest and push the bones tomorrow."
Seeing Jiang Zhiyu turn around, Ji Xiurong came back to her senses and called out to her.
"Miss!"
Jiang Zhiyu looked back at her, and she asked cautiously.
"Miss...you are not angry with me, right?"
Jiang Zhiyu chuckled, "Of course not, don't think too much!"
She just felt...
The women here are quite sad.
Bound by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, they are unwilling to resist.
Even though this person is the one who went to the palace to slay the dragon for her brother in the original drama...
It is no more than this.
They each returned to their rooms, and Jiang Zhiyu went to bed without even eating dinner.
Despite this, she quickly recovered the next day!
As promised, she had a facial done for Ji Xiurong, and also performed bone massage and plastic surgery on her every day, supplemented by acupuncture.
Although the time was a bit tight, we finally made it to the fighting ceremony five days later.
Ji Xiurong looked at the unfamiliar self in the mirror and couldn't help crying with joy.
This is the other self she has been dreaming about every night for the past ten days!
She loves her.
"Satisfied?"
Before leaving the house to attend the ceremony, Jiang Zhiyu came to her room to visit her.
Ji Xiurong saw her figure in the mirror and quickly stood up and kowtowed.
"Miss...Miss, you have been so kind and generous. Xiurong will repay you with gratitude!"
Seeing that Ji Xiurong was about to kneel again, Jiang Zhiyu hurried forward and grabbed him.
"As long as you are satisfied, I'm going to participate in the battle ceremony. See you later!"
Ji Xiurong nodded excitedly, tears welling up in her eyes.
The two left the house one after another to participate in the magic battle ceremony that shocked the court and the country.
The duel ceremony was held at the long-forgotten Altar of Apocalypse.
The Temple of Heaven was located outside the palace, so common people could also come and watch.
The people of Tianqi, who had not seen such a grand occasion for a long time, surrounded the Temple of Heaven tightly.
Under the guard of the Imperial Guards, we admired the Emperor on the Temple of Heaven from afar!
At the top of the stands of the Temple of Heaven, the emperor, wearing a dragon robe and a jade belt, sat upright on his palanquin.
Standing behind him on his right was naturally the head of the eunuchs, Eunuch Fuping, who delivered the emperor's orders.
Standing behind him on the left is the rising star of the day - the first female official of Tianqi, the secretary Jiang Zhiyu.
Look further down.
Except for the few princes who were under house arrest, the second prince and the sixth prince had all arrived and stood at the emperor's lower right hand as per the rules.
He Yanting and Prince Bol of Mobei stood on the emperor's left.
Civil and military officials were all dressed in neat court robes and lined up on both sides according to their official rank, waiting for the ceremony to begin.
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