General Yi, who was already over eight feet tall and strong, was now sitting on his horse, completely covering Fu Tong'er's head.
Even the people in the audience couldn't see Fu Tong'er's face.
Fu Tong'er: "Brother, the Lord Guo you are talking about could not be the person I heard about."
You Yi gripped the knife handle tightly: "That's him! The bastard official!"
Fu Tong'er turned her head slightly and asked in the direction where General Yi's voice came from: "Brother, do you know that Lord Guo? It seems like you have a deep blood feud."
Yi Ben's frown softened a little after he glanced at Fu Tong'er's face with her jaw stretched lazily and her beads drooping. He said in a gentle tone, "How can there be so much blood feud?" He paused and changed the subject, "Tongtong, how about I take care of that guy for you? You don't have to..."
"Brother, I can do it myself. Besides, I also like to learn martial arts from you. So what if you are blind? If Jiu Ye doesn't want to marry me, then I don't have to marry her. I still want to learn your martial arts and become a female knight one day."
You Yi smiled brightly and said softly, "Okay, I'll teach you everything. You should smile more too. I've been a bit harsh with you these past few days, and you'd rather cry than bring it up with me."
Fu Tong'er: "Brother, you are doing this for my own good. You hope that I can improve faster. I don't blame you."
After introducing the judges on the stage, Village Chief Ma began to explain the rules of the competition.
"Fellow citizens of Shangyang County, today is our annual Ten Thousand Flowers Festival. You're all familiar with the rules, but I'll explain them again. The competition consists of three rounds. In the first, each team will recite a poem that mentions flowers. You can quote or compose it on the spot. Anything is fine! If you can't answer, you'll be eliminated. This round is very simple. In the second round, our Lord Guo will set the question. The poem also requires the word 'flower', or a specific flower. If you can't answer, or answer incorrectly, you'll be eliminated. In the third round, Lord Ke of Dingnan Marquis' Mansion will set the question. The winner will not only receive the prizes for this competition, but will also be taken on a tour of Dingnan Marquis' Mansion by Lord Ke. Contestants, please do your best! Go for it!"
"Visiting the Marquis Dingnan's Mansion..." Fu Tong'er pondered.
General Yi of the Cavalry: "Tongtong wants to go?"
Fu Tong'er put down the hand that supported her chin——
The general took the curtain and opened it a little, then looked down at her.
Fu Tong'er muttered: "I can't even see, it's useless to go..."
General You: "Brother, can't I just be your eyes and tell you? This is not a big deal, Tongtong, don't worry."
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Not far away, Lu Zhenzhi saw Fu Tong'er's face revealed. Although her face was half covered with a beaded curtain, it couldn't hide the surprise and anticipation on her face. He didn't know what Na Youyi had said to her!
Lu Zhenzhi watched for a long time. How could Fu Tong'er talk to everyone else but not to him? Even when they lay in bed at night, she would just lean on his chest obediently, listening to everything he said.
"Deputy General Xiao," Lu Zhenzhi looked at Fu Tong'er and called Xiao Pu behind him.
Xiao Pu turned sideways, pulled the reins and said, "Master?"
After waiting for a long time, Master Jiu didn't speak. He looked and saw Fu Tong'er leaning against the carriage window with a faint smile on her lips. The pearl curtain on half of her face seemed to be coated with a layer of light under the warm sun, making Fu Tong'er's delicate little face look even more tender.
"Master?" Xiao Pu called out again.
Lu Zhenzhi: "Nothing."
Xiao Pu was about to speak when Township Chief Ma said, "Okay, the competition officially begins. The first round is to recite a poem with flowers. There is no time limit."
The little boy gave each team paper and pen.
When Fu Tong'er's carriage arrived, the little boy handed the paper and pen to King Hui.
King Hui knocked on the window and said, "Tong'er, I'll write it for you." As he spoke, he pulled up the carriage curtain. Seeing Fu Tong'er move to sit next to You Yi, he was surprised and said, "Why are you sitting there? If the Ninth Prince knew..."
Fu Tong'er said: "Give my eldest brother the paper and pen. I'll do the calligraphy, and let my eldest brother do the ink. You don't have to worry about it."
King Hui looked at Fu Tong'er, who was leaning against the window sill on the other side of the carriage, and said after a while: "Aren't you afraid that the Ninth Prince will be angry if you do this?"
Fu Tong'er snorted and laughed: "Humph, he's angry, what is he angry about? He has the right to be angry?! Hurry and give it to my eldest brother, don't waste time."
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