"Ahem!" Zhang Chong cleared his throat, looked at Meng Liang's pale face, and said seriously, "Master Meng, do you still remember the bet you made with my Master Zhang?
Just now, Lord Meng made a bet with my master that if Miss Feng escapes, you must report the matter to the emperor and let our master bear all the responsibility.
But if Miss Feng hadn’t run away, you would have apologized to our master in front of all the prisoners, commoners, and officials. And you would have to—”
Zhang Chong deliberately kept the question in suspense, paused for a moment, and glanced at Meng Liang meaningfully.
Meng Liang's expression changed several times, from white to red, and from red to blue. His face was like a dye vat in a dyeing workshop, very spectacular.
The scene instantly became quiet, and everyone pricked up their ears to listen to the gossip.
"What else do you want--" The two officers who were scratching their itch were very curious and responded while scratching.
For gossip, people would even risk their lives.
They were in charge of guarding Madam Feng and Feng Jiuli, and had no idea what was going on, so they were very curious. They also wanted to know what kind of bet their master had made with the skinny guy across the street.
Wang Datou glared at the two ignorant officials.
What a pig-like teammate!
Didn’t you see that our adult was so angry that his eyes were rolling and he was about to faint?
Zhang Chong admired Meng Liang's wonderful face-changing performance and smacked his lips. He finally figured out the answer. "Well, your master not only has to apologize to our Master Zhang, but also has to say, 'Grandpa, I know I was wrong.'"
"Wow"
Everyone gasped and sighed that this bet was indeed big.
Anyone with eyes knows that Lord Meng and Lord Zhang are sworn enemies and are at odds with each other. Now, Lord Meng has to call his sworn enemy "grandfather" in public and admit that he is the grandson.
Stimulate!
Everyone stared at Meng Liang with bright eyes, rubbing their hands in anticipation.
In just one day, everyone witnessed Meng Liang's cruelty. Therefore, it was worth it to see Meng Liang lose face, even if the journey of exile was hard and tiring.
Wang Datou was furious, pointing at Zhang Chong's nose and cursing, "Zhang Chong, are you still a human being? Our master is so badly injured, and you still force him everywhere. You son of a bitch, believe it or not, I will kill you!"
"Oh my, I'm so scared! I didn't expect that the son of the Minister of Personnel is such an untrustworthy person! He would rather gamble than admit defeat, what a bad character. Tsk tsk - if this gets back to the capital, Minister Meng's reputation will be in great danger." Zhang Chong crossed his chest with one hand and touched his chin with the other hand.
The anger in his chest rushed to his heart, and Meng Liang felt his head hurt more and his mind became more dizzy.
I lost all my face in this life while escorting prisoners!
It's fine if it's thrown away, but that bastard Zhang Chong actually wanted to report this back to the capital.
If his father, who values his reputation more than his life, knew about this, he would definitely not feel good!
But he thought of calling Zhang Xiaowu grandpa——
No, just ask him to call Zhang Xiaowu grandpa and admit that he is the grandson. There is no need to even think about it.
It's simply impossible!
If I shout out "Grandpa" today, I will definitely be suppressed by that bastard Zhang Xiaowu in my future exile.
Meng Liang's face was as black as the bottom of a casserole, his eyes rolled around, trying to come up with a perfect idea.
This is a great way to prevent Zhang Chong from reporting the matter back to the capital, and also to avoid having to call Zhang Xiaowu "Grandpa".
Meng Liang lowered his eyes and inadvertently saw Feng Zirou sitting on the ground, and his eyes lit up slightly.
He raised his head, and with the help of Wang Datou and another official, he walked in front of Zhang Xiaowu. Meng Liang looked at Zhang Xiaowu and said weakly, "Since Meng has made the bet, there is no reason for me to deny it. Mr. Zhang, yes, it is Meng's, no, it is not right. It is really right, right..."
Zhang Chong looked at Meng Liang, only to see Meng Liang apologizing intermittently. His face became paler and paler, his eyes rolled more and more, and his body was shaking.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, haha, he was fine just now. He glanced at Feng Zirou who was sitting on the ground. Was he going to faint while apologizing?
Interesting, really interesting.
Zhang Chong shouted loudly, "Where is the eldest daughter of the Feng family?"
Meng Liang was a little confused and wanted to faint.
However, thinking about how he was pierced by Feng Jiuyan's thick silver needles and how his body was still in pain and numb, as if it had been cut into pieces, he did not dare to faint.
Why did Zhang Chong call Feng Jiuyan at this time? What was he up to?
Feng Jiuyan, who was hiding aside and eating pistachios while watching the show, almost laughed out loud.
She thought she was the only one who saw that Meng Liang was trying to pretend to be faint to get away with it, but unexpectedly, Zhang Chong, the fat foodie, also saw it.
Of course she has to cooperate in making trouble for her enemies!
"Here, here it is!" Feng Jiuyan held a silver needle wrapped in fine cloth in his hand and walked to Zhang Chong's side through the path that the prisoners had made way for. "Sir, what's the matter?"
Zhang Chong nodded his chin in the direction of Meng Liang, motioning Feng Jiuyan to look over there.
"Look, Lord Meng is about to faint. See how to wake him up this time."
Feng Jiuyan walked in front of Meng Liang, held up his chin and stared at the fainting Meng Liang, and said thoughtfully, "Just now, I spent a lot of effort to wake up Master Meng. I fed him elixirs and gave him acupuncture.
There is no magic cure this time. I guess ordinary acupuncture won’t work. Alas!”
Hearing Feng Jiuyan's sigh, Meng Liang's scalp tightened, and he had a feeling that it was not a good thing.
Zhang Chong was very cooperative, "What about the unusual acupuncture?"
Feng Jiuyan frowned and thought, "Let me think... well, I can only pierce... pierce the head, and..." She lowered her eyes and glanced at Meng Liang's crotch.
Everyone followed Feng Jiuyan's gaze. With just one glance, how could they not understand what Feng Jiuyan had not finished saying?
The men felt as if there was pain in that place, and they couldn't help but take a few steps back, and they couldn't help but ask themselves three questions.
This, does this really need to be pierced there?
Will it really not be useless?
Is it really not revenge?
Zhang Chong, Zhang Xiaowu and others almost laughed to death, their burning eyes fixed on Meng Liang's crotch.
Meng Liang felt a chill in his lower body, his whole body shook violently, and he reflexively covered his crotch with his hands.
At this moment, Meng Liang didn't dare to roll his eyes. His black pupils were exposed and he used all his strength to widen his eyes.
"I, I feel much better now, and I don't want to faint anymore."
Zhang Chong's smile was very mean, "Oh? Lord Meng actually recovered without any treatment. Great! I thought Lord Meng wanted to pretend to be unconscious, it seems that I was just a mean person.
Okay, Lord Meng, please continue to fulfill your bet!"
Meng Liang had no choice but to close his eyes and make up his mind. He faced Zhang Xiaowu and said through his clenched teeth, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong."
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