"Is the official road built by your family?" Jiang Yihan reined in his horse and stood across the road, with half of his bandage exposed under his cloak - his arm was still in a sling because he had saved Xue Xin who fell off the carriage yesterday.
Bai Linxi was about to retort when she saw the boy's nosebleed drip onto the silver saddle. It turned out to be a scratch from a branch, and the blood ran down his philtrum in two comical streaks. She suppressed her anger, but finally burst out laughing, startling a flock of sparrows in the woods.
Jiang Songyi was originally wondering what was so funny, but when Jiang Yihan turned to look at her and that face was revealed, she couldn't hold it in anymore.
【Hahahahaha it’s really funny! 】
[How did Jiang Yihuan fall? I didn't even have to do anything to disfigure him.]
[Everyone else looks good when they smile, but he just looks funny.]
Jiang Yihan listened to the noisy laughter in her head and glared at her several times, his eyes like knives.
Jiang Songyi actually wanted to disfigure him! She's truly vicious!
Jiang Songyi rolled her eyes at him, "Why are you glaring at me? I didn't even laugh at you."
Jiang Yihuan stared at her coldly: "Don't play dumb, I know you're laughing at me in your heart."
"Oh, you figured this out? Hahaha!" Jiang Songyi simply stopped pretending and laughed out loud.
Jiang Yihan's face turned even darker with anger.
When Su Sheng and the others saw Jiang Yihan's face, they couldn't help but smile.
The fat boy Pang Yuan shrank his neck when he was glared at by him, and said with a playful smile: "Mr. Jiang San, don't get me wrong, I was born to love to laugh, and I am happy to see everyone."
Yao Zhe, riding on his horse, crossed his arms and taunted without hesitation, "Jiang Yihuan, did someone push you down and rub your face against yours? Tsk tsk tsk, you're so useless! No wonder Miss Bai wants to break off the engagement with you!"
These words touched Jiang Yihan's sore spot. His face turned cold and he raised his leg to kick Yao Zhe's horse in the belly.
Yao Zhe was not one to be outdone. He immediately swung his fist back. The two men exchanged blows, their anger rising, and they fell off their horses, rolling into a ball.
The people around quickly dispersed, fearing that they would be implicated.
"Oh wow, I knew it!" Prince Xia Yong of Feng clapped his hands and watched the excitement from the side. "As soon as Jiang Yihuan returns to the capital, one of Yao Zhe and Su Sheng will definitely fight him!"
Prince Feng was a lazy prince, spending his days playing with cats and walking birds. His son, Xia Yong, was also a playboy, enjoying cockfighting and crickets. Xia Yong's eyes flickered, and he immediately perked up, shouting, "Come on, come on! Place your bets and bet on who wins! Are you betting on Yao Zhe or Jiang Yihuan?"
Ye Zhe was the first to respond, casually throwing over a ten-ounce silver ingot. "I bet on Yao Zhe to win! Yao Zhe, fight for my reputation and teach that Jiang Yihuan a lesson!" The green-feathered parrot on his shoulder also flapped its wings and cried, "Yao Zhe wins! Yao Zhe wins!"
Xia Yong happily accepted the silver and ran to Su Sheng again: "Su Sheng, what about you? Aunt Princess Linchuan is so rich, you can't be stingy when you spend money!"
Su Sheng subconsciously glanced at Jiang Songyi next to him. Although he felt that Yao Zhe would most likely lose to Jiang Yihuan, Jiang Songyi and Jiang Yihuan were clearly at odds, so he certainly couldn't side with Jiang Yihuan. So he pulled out a 100-liang silver note from his pocket and said straightforwardly, "I'm betting on Yao Zhe too."
Xia Yong, like a busy bee, circled the surrounding nobles and young men, shouting and collecting bets. Most people followed suit and bet on Yao Zhe to win. It wasn't that they truly believed Yao Zhe could win, but simply that they disliked Jiang Yihuan. For these wealthy young men, these ten or even dozens of taels of silver were just a drop of water, just for fun.
Most of the young men from civil servant families, self-proclaimed noble and fearful of being criticized, were unwilling to participate in such gambling and politely declined Xia Yong's invitation. Only a few, such as Yang Weimin and Yu Huanshen from the Grand Tutor's Mansion, participated. They each put out ten taels of silver and bet on Jiang Yihuan to win.
The children of military generals did not have so many concerns. Many of them regarded Jiang Yihan as a role model, and under Xia Yong's instigation, they also paid money to support Jiang Yihan.
Xia Yong lifted the hem of his luxurious robe, revealing the heavy pockets filled with the silver, banknotes, and a few jade pendants he'd used to temporarily repay a debt. He ran around and came back to see the two men still fighting, still undecided. He glanced around and suddenly spotted Jiang Songyi standing nearby. His eyes lit up—he'd almost forgotten about this "Goddess of Wealth"!
He remembered it clearly. When Princess Jiaqing Jiang Songyi held her coming-of-age ceremony, the scene was even more crowded than the funeral of their grandmother, the Dowager Consort. It was truly magnificent! Princess Linchuan, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and even the old lady of the Duke of Anguo's residence all presented boxes of dazzling silver as gifts, a truly dazzling sight.
Xia Yong quickly stepped forward, a warm smile plastered on his face. "County Lady, what about you? Who are you betting on to win? Come show your support?"
Jiang Songyi glanced at the two people rolling around on the ground, covered in dust, and said calmly, "I don't have any money."
[Why would you bring silver when you go hunting in the mountains? Are you planning to use the money to kill the beast?]
Jiang Yihan, who was fighting with Yao Zhe, had his face darkened to the point of ink dripping when he heard Xia Yong's shouts as he treated him like a fighting cock and the gazes of people watching the fun.
Hearing Jiang Songyi's undisguised thoughts again, he became even more furious and cursed in his heart: These are a bunch of idle dandies who have nothing better to do than eat!
Xia Yong grinned, revealing a pair of sharp fangs, weighing a jade pendant in his hand. "Money is just material possessions. Let's have some fun. If you're really short on money, you can use the jade pendant as a payment."
Su Sheng slapped a hundred-liang silver note onto the stone table. The smell of ink mixed with the unique crisp sound of new paper. "Miss Jiang, keep it. Just use it as capital for our pastry shop."
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