Shanhe Festival 213. Martial Arts Gambling

Mo Xiu Yao walked into the hall with a cold look on his face, looking down on the King of Zhennan in front of him with contempt, his cold eyes revealing murderous intent.

The original position of the prime minister of Xiling State was not an empty title. No matter which country, the position of prime minister or prime minister was absolutely important and even second to none. But in the generation of Xiling Zhennan King, things changed. The original Xiling prime minister was a die-hard fan of the previous Xiling Emperor, so he was naturally loyal to the current emperor who passed the throne to him. In his early years, he caused trouble for Zhennan King. Although Xiling Emperor was not as wise as Zhennan King, he knew that the prime minister was his own man. He protected him a lot in the government, so that Zhennan King had a very unhappy life for many years. It was not until recent years that the old prime minister who had experienced two dynasties was exhausted to death. The prime ministers who were pushed up afterwards were just puppets and could not make decisions on anything. Now that the King of Zhennan said that he would treat Ye Li with the courtesy of a prime minister, it was naturally very interesting to the ears of those who knew the truth.

Xu Qingchen followed Mo Xiuyao in, and when he saw King Zhennan and Lei Tengfeng, he just raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ye Li with a smile. Ye Li smiled helplessly, waved her hand and asked someone to serve tea to Mo Xiuyao and Xu Qingchen.

Lei Tengfeng looked at Xu Qingchen for a moment, then said with a smile: "Young Master Qingchen, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you look even more elegant than before." Xu Qingchen's smile was leisurely, as if without a trace of smoke and dust, "Your Highness, you're joking. It's not been long. Didn't we meet in the south last year?" Lei Tengfeng's eyes darkened slightly, and he smiled: "I made a mistake." Xu Qingchen caused him a lot of trouble in the south last year. Lei Tengfeng naturally would not underestimate this young man who seemed to be idle but was named the number one young master in the world by the people of Da Chu.

It was peaceful here, but not so polite on the other side. Mo Xiuyao sat casually beside Ye Li, leaning on the back of the chair and glancing lazily at the Zhennan King who was sitting below him and asked, "What is the purpose of the visit, Zhennan King?" Ye Li explained the purpose of Zhennan King's visit in a low voice, and everyone else in the hall stopped and waited for Mo Xiuyao's reply. After all, in the northwest and Dingwang Mansion, Mo Xiuyao still had the final say. If he refused to agree, no matter how much others said, it would be in vain. Mo Xiuyao smiled grimly on his cold face, and said to King Zhennan: "Didn't King Zhennan say he wanted to fight with me? I'm free today. As long as King Zhennan beats me, everything will be fine!" Everyone was startled. They didn't expect Mo Xiuyao to fight with King Zhennan at this time. Lei Tengfeng frowned and said: "King Ding, now..."

Mo Xiuyao interrupted Lei Tengfeng and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my lord. I will never bully the King of Zhennan because he has one hand missing. At worst, I can fight the King of Zhennan with one hand."

Hearing this, the hall suddenly became cold. King Zhennan stared at Mo Xiuyao with a sinister look and said coldly: "King Ding is too arrogant. Do you have the ability to fight with me with one hand?" Everyone knows that King Zhennan's left arm is an absolute taboo. That was also the most tragic defeat in King Zhennan's life. Not only was his record of never having an opponent broken, but his personal guards were almost wiped out before they rescued him. Even so, he still paid the price of an arm to escape from Mo Liufang. And now the person squeezing him has become Mo Liufang's son, which makes people feel even more unbearable. Mo Xiuyao ignored the anger of King Zhennan and said nonchalantly, "It's easier than waiting for King Zhennan to grow a new arm, right?"

"How dare you!" King Zhennan was furious. He hit the armrest with his right hand and flew into the air, slashing at Mo Xiuyao with his palm. Mo Xiuyao snorted, waved his sleeves, and held Ye Li with one hand to dodge the attack of King Zhennan and rushed out. When King Zhennan and others chased out, Mo Xiuyao had already landed with Ye Li in his arms and even had time to smooth her hair that was blown by the wind. Then he turned to face King Zhennan, took two steps forward, and said calmly: "Please."

King Zhennan snorted coldly and flew towards Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao did not avoid him and rushed forward. The two started fighting in front of the courtyard outside the hall. This fight naturally attracted many people from Dingwang Mansion to watch. Everyone who heard the news stared at King Zhennan who was fighting and Lei Tengfeng who was standing on the side watching the fight. Feng Zhiyao was even more afraid of chaos in the world. He stood beside Ye Li and said with a smile: "Princess, has our prince's skills become better? King Ding challenged the number one master of Xiling with one hand. Once this news spreads, I don’t know how many people will bow down to our prince’s reputation." Everyone present was a person of good hearing and eyes, so they naturally heard Feng Zhiyao’s words clearly. When he saw Prince Ding fighting with Prince Zhennan, he only used one hand, and the other hand was behind his back without moving. Prince Zhennan heard this, and his face became more gloomy and his men became more fierce. Although it seems fair to say one hand against another, there are not so many real fools in the world. Prince Zhennan has been disabled for more than ten years and has long been accustomed to using one hand. Prince Ding has always used two hands, and suddenly he only uses one hand, so his fighting power is definitely not as good as before. In this way, it would be embarrassing for Prince Zhennan to lose, and it would be shameful if he won.

Although the Prince Ding's mansion had strict rules and regulations, the idle people were still quite relaxed. For example, at this moment, the people who had nothing to do but watched the competition between their own prince and the Prince of Zhennan had already started betting on who would win and who would lose. However, the betting results were a bit distorted, with everyone betting on their own prince to win. In this way, if they lost, they naturally didn't have to pay, but if they won, they would have no money either. This gambling game couldn't be started.

Feng Zhiyao approached Lei Tengfeng with a smile and said, "Prince Lei, do you want to place a bet? Do you think our prince will win or your father will win?" Lei Tengfeng glanced at him indifferently and naturally would not answer such a question. Feng Zhiyao did not care about his indifference and turned to ask Ye Li, "Princess, what do you think?" Ye Li focused on the fight in front of her and did not pay attention to Feng Zhiyao's words. Speaking of which, this was the first time she saw a real battle between the four great masters in the world. Others also watched seriously, after all, such a duel is not often available. For those who practice martial arts, watching such a duel between masters is also very beneficial to their martial arts practice.

The only person present who was not interested in this was Xu Qingchen. Although Master Qingchen was a genius, he had no knowledge of martial arts. With his cultivation and knowledge, he naturally had no interest in watching the excitement. Looking at the fascinated people watching in the yard, Master Qingchen had no choice but to quietly leave and go back to the study to deal with his own affairs.

The fight lasted for nearly two hours, and the original gambling game quickly spread from Prince Ding's mansion to the entire Ruyang City. Han Mingxi, who heard the news and rushed to be the banker, also specially asked people to constantly announce the live broadcast of the competition to the outside world, and refresh the betting records. The people of Ruyang City naturally supported their own prince without hesitation, but there were also many people who supported the King of Zhennan. Although the number of people was not as many as that of the King of Ding, the number of bettors was naturally not a problem, so for a while, the two seemed to be evenly matched.

In the courtyard of Prince Ding's mansion, two figures were fighting each other at high speed, sometimes separating and sometimes joining, so fast that it was almost difficult to see their moves. After another palm-to-palm confrontation, the two men each retreated a few steps. Prince Zhennan's expression was concealed, and his originally gorgeous sleeves had been shredded by the sharp palm wind, appearing uneven. Mo Xiuyao lowered his eyes slightly, his face was a little pale, and a strand of snow-white hair fell from in front of him, obviously cut off by the palm wind just now. Prince Zhennan sneered and said, "Mo Xiuyao, do you really think you can defeat me with one hand?"

Mo Xiuyao raised his head and smiled faintly, "Why don't you try to see if I can cut off your other hand as well?"

"You are so rude!" King Zhennan shouted angrily, and swung his palm like a tidal wave towards Mo Xiuyao. Mo Xiuyao turned his body and went up like a spiral, turning back at a strange angle in the air to take King Zhennan's right arm.

"Father, be careful!" Lei Tengfeng shouted in shock.

King Zhennan snorted coldly, and slapped out several palms in quick succession to stop Mo Xiuyao's attack. The two of them started fighting again.

Ye Li did not see the end of the competition. As the sun set, Ye Li got up and went back to her room to take care of her precious son. In the Dingwang Mansion, even if Mo Xiuyao could not defeat Zhennan Wang, Zhennan Wang would never hurt him. When she returned to her room, Mo Xiaobao was already in a state, crying loudly in the arms of her wet nurse. Because Ye Li did not like the wet nurse to take care of the child, Mo Xiaobao did not like the wet nurse to hold him except when he was breastfeeding. Even the two ladies of the Xu family liked Mo Xiaobao more than the wet nurse. When Ye Li returned to her room, the two wet nurses were sweating profusely because of Mo Xiaobao's torture. She walked over and took him into her arms. Mo Xiaobao looked at his mother with his big, round eyes. He sniffed his nose, rubbed it in Ye Li's arms, and fell asleep.

Ye Li looked at the little kid in her arms with interest. She didn't know if such a small thing could recognize people, but it was obvious that the little baby recognized her and Mo Xiuyao. The proof was that no matter how hard Mo Xiaobao cried, he would never cry again when he was in her arms. Similarly, no matter how happy he laughed, he would cry his heart out when he was awake in Mo Xiuyao's arms. Ye Li couldn't help but wonder where the little guy, who was only one month old, got so much strength and tears.

While coaxing Mo Xiaobao to sleep, the maid outside reported that Madam Xu Da, Madam Xu Er, and Miss Qin had arrived. Ye Li quickly asked someone to invite the three of them in.

"Aunt, second aunt, sister Zheng'er. Why are you here at this time?" Ye Li came out holding Mo Xiaobao and asked with a smile.

Madam Xu smiled and said, "I heard that there was a fight in the front yard?" Although the Xu family was not conservative, the women in the family usually did not go to the front yard very often, especially now that Qin Zheng was getting married and the two Madams Xu were also preparing for the wedding. Ye Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, aunt, the prince and the Xiling Zhennan King were just playing around." Even as women, they had heard of the reputation of the Xiling Zhennan King, so how could they not be worried? So they sat in the flower hall and talked with Ye Li while waiting for the news to be delivered.

It was not until it was completely dark that Qingluan ran back and said with a smile: "Princess, the fight in the front yard is over." Ye Li raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Who won?" Qingluan grabbed the ends of her braid and said in confusion: "This... it seems that no one won or lost, it's a draw. But in the end, King Zhennan vomited blood, maybe King Zhennan lost?"

"Neither lost nor won? That means it's a clear win?" If the game ends in a tie, the dealer kills the whole thing.

Qingluan covered her lips and smiled, "Maybe. When I came back just now, I saw Master Han smiling very happily. The prince said that he would come back to have dinner with the princess after seeing off the Prince of Zhennan and the Crown Prince." Ye Li nodded and smiled, "Let the kitchen prepare a few dishes that the prince likes."

Qingluan smiled and left.