Chapter 5, you good young lady

Wang Zhongxiao reached into his bosom and pulled out a stack of silver notes—these were the silver notes he had stolen from Wang Fuchen. He waved them in his hand and said: "Eighteen hundred taels of Fan family's old silver notes, just to bet on Wu Erge's maid! Do you want to gamble or not"

"What?" Wu Shijue was taken aback, "Wang Er, do you still want to call your father's personal guards?"

Is this a competition of superiority? Isn't this just stirring up trouble

The one who intervened to smooth things over was Wu Shijue's cousin, Wu Shicong. This fellow probably still does not realize that the one being teased is his own stunningly beautiful "Tumeizi", and he mistakenly believes that Wu Shijue and Wang Zhongxiao are competing for a maid.

Wang Zhongxiao sneered and said: "Brother Wu Er, let me speak frankly with you. Last time, I did not showcase the true skills my father taught me! My father's horsemanship could indeed be the best in the world"

Wu Shijue nodded and said, "Alright, it's settled!"

Wang Zhongxiao said: Good for you, virtuous young lady, not learning anything good at all; just wait and see how I will deal with you in the future

At this moment, Wu Shijue raised a fist the size of a sand bowl, clearly ready to strike. However, just then, a soft, clear, and melodious voice suddenly came from within the gate of the courtyard.

Previously, Wu Shijue took advantage of the martial arts competition to teach that shameless person Wang Zhongxiao a lesson, thinking that he would not dare to show up again. However, who would have thought that not long after, he appeared before me as if nothing had happened? What does this mean? Last time, he didn't observe my sister Mu and the library bath carefully, and he still intends to take a closer look?

"Don't be so concerned," Wang Zhongxiao seemed to have come to a realization at this moment, smiling as he said, "This matter cannot just be let go like this"

Among those few, it seems that only Wang Zhongxian, who has a face full of acne, and Wang Da Pao, known for his broad shoulders and stout waist, are capable fighters; the others are rather mediocre, with Yu Shiye still looking like a scholar.

Wu Shijue became even angrier upon hearing Wu Shizong's words, but he could not confront Wu Shizong directly. This matter concerned the honor of his younger sister, and he had not even informed his own father, Wu Guogui, so naturally, Wu Shizong had no way of knowing.

"It won't hurt our feelings, I know the importance of moderation." Wang Zhongxiao smiled slyly, glancing at Wu Xiaotu, "But shouldn't there be some reward?"

Wang Zhongxiao looked at Wu Shijue and said with a smile, "Wu Er, it is getting late today. Both my men and horses are tired. Let us rest for the night, and tomorrow we can compete to see who is superior"

This truly is a case of timing being more fortunate than mere chance, just as I was speaking of her as a virtuous young lady, she appeared on her own and even posed a rather difficult question... Is Wang Zhongxiao here to see her

After sending a grateful glance to Wu Shicong, Wang Zhongxiao turned his head to stare at Wu Shijue again... ? ... Your elder brother has already spoken, what should be done about this matter

What do you intend to do?" Wu Shijue asked calmly

"Let’s have a competition!" Wu Shijue cracked his knuckles and said, "Wang Er, your skills are no match for mine. How about we have a wrestling match?"

Go ahead! Wu Shijue glanced at Wang Zhongxiao's six subordinates, namely Yu Shiye, Wang Zhongxian, Wang Zhongyi, Li Jixiang (Little Li), Wang Quan, and Wang An, and immediately felt a surge of confidence

"Eighteen hundred taels to secure a maid?" Wu Shicong laughed out loud, "This maid must be exceptionally beautiful!"

Although Wu Shijue is a spoiled rich kid who is difficult to educate, he is still pragmatic. He nodded and said, "Indeed, General Manager Wang's horsemanship is truly the best in the world. Wang Er, why don't you show your true skills, and let's have a competition between the two of us!"

Indeed, it is rare to see one-on-one training in battle. Wang Zhongxiao turned his head to glance at "Good Man Wu Shicong," and continued, "When my father was breaking the Manchu warriors in Datong back in the day, he did not do it alone, but rather with a cavalry charge.

Wu Shijue was even more enraged... ? ... Wu Xiaotu is his own sister, how could she be given to that shameless scoundrel Wang Zhongxiao! ? When he looked at Wang Zhongxiao again, he had a face that was just asking for a beating, it was truly infuriating!

Seeing Wu Shijue on the verge of exploding with anger, Wu Shicong became even more resolute in his thoughts. Moreover, Wu Shicong was much more mature than Wu Shijue; he was the most resembling of their grandfather among the several grandsons of Wu Sangui, possessing a precocious demeanor, a broad-mindedness, and a fondness for gathering brave warriors, surpassing even his inept father, Wu Yingqi. Therefore, he kindly advised Wu Shijue, saying: "Second brother, look at how angry you are; it’s just a maid. If Wang Er likes her, then give her to him, and I will send you two back later!"

Wu Shijue snorted and said, "Since you, Little Tu, have said so, then let it be this way"

Wu Shicong quickly added: "Second brother, Brother Wang Er, let us agree to keep it brief and not to harm our harmony"

Seeing Wang Zhongxiao's angry expression, the young girl teased, "Brother Wang Er, you aren't afraid of my brother, are you? If you are truly afraid, it wouldn't matter; just bow to my brother and apologize, and that matter can be considered settled." She then turned to Wu Shijue and said, "Second brother, you need not be angry either; it's just a maid."

"Wait a moment," Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly interjected.

Wang Zhongxiao smiled and said, "Brother Wu Er, the true skill on the battlefield is not about one-on-one combat!"

Wang Zhongxiao glanced at Wu Xiaotu and saw a hint of cunning in the eyes of this light beauty, then turned his gaze to Wu Shijue: "Brother Wu Er, how about we have another match to settle this matter once and for all?"

Wang Zhongxiao was momentarily at a loss for how to respond to this question, but Wu Xiaotu had already skipped over, arriving in front of Wang Zhongxiao. With bright eyes, she looked at him a few times and smiled sweetly, saying: "Ever since you lost the last competition, Brother Wang Er hasn't come to my house for a long time. Have you come today to seek my brother for another match after recovering from your injuries?"

Is it not one-on-one

In his view, matters concerning books are of little significance; a man of great stature can find any kind of maid as long as he possesses power and influence

This skill is such that even Aji Ge is convinced. Under the rule of Wu Sangui, no one dares to claim that their horsemanship is superior to that of Wang Fuchen.

"What kind of good fortune?" Wu Xiaotu blinked her eyes and asked with an innocent expression

It turns out that Wu Shicong is a good person

Last time I didn't get enough, shall we continue watching this time

What? Are you afraid now? Wu Shijue turned to glance at Wang Zhongxiao

Brother Wang Er, have you come to see me

Wang Zhongxiao originally had no good opinion of the old turtle Wu Sangui's grandson, but at this moment, he found that this Wu Shicong was quite decent, loyal to his friends, and worthy of making acquaintances with

Wu Shicong glared at Wu Xiaotu and said, "Xiaotu, what are you meddling in as a little girl? How can you let Wang Erge bow and apologize to your brother for a maid? I think we should just let this matter go!"

Hi, what remarkable thing have I done? It's just teasing a respectable woman... Could it be that the one being teased is your favorite maid?

Wang Zhongxiao turned his gaze upon hearing the sound, and he saw a graceful young girl standing at the entrance of the manor, dressed in a set of emerald green attire, cheerfully waving at him. Upon observing her more closely, he noticed that she appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen years old, with an innocent demeanor, rosy cheeks, and snow-white skin. Her bright, sparkling eyes shone brilliantly. Despite her youth, she possessed a beautiful complexion and an elegant demeanor, resembling precious pearls and jade. Her smile was particularly enchanting, reminiscent of a certain renowned beauty from the historical drama circles of later generations.

Wu Xiaotu, who was standing nearby, felt immensely pleased upon hearing this and said with a smile, "Gamble, of course we should! Second brother, don't be afraid of Wang Er, go ahead and gamble with him! I support you!"

This light beauty is none other than the young lady of the Wu family, Wu Xiaotu, who was teased by Wang Zhongxiao

Wu Shijue was almost driven to the brink of bloodshed by his own sister. He turned around and glared fiercely at Wu Xiaotu, saying, "If we are to gamble, then let us gamble, but do not regret it!" After saying this, he called out to the family servant not far away, "Prepare the arena; I am going to compete in horsemanship with the second son of the Wang family!"

No need, Wang Zhongxiao raised his hand and pointed at the few companions behind him, "With these few plus me, there are a total of seven riders! Wu Er, you also bring seven people, how about we have a seven against seven match like last time?"

"Is it still better than instant success?" Wu Shijue had a disdainful expression as he looked down on others, "Wang Er, then you are going to get beaten again!"

Wang Zhongxiao laughed and said: "What are we comparing in wrestling? We are all good men who are going to the battlefield to fight against the enemy. Wrestling is a skill of the rivers and lakes; on the battlefield, we must compare our horsemanship!"

Wang Zhongxiao's inept father is famously known as the "Horse Hawk" and a fierce warrior akin to Lü Bu! His horsemanship has been tested by the true Manchu White Armored Soldiers. Back in the day, during the siege of Datong, there were many White Armored Soldiers with exceptional equestrian skills by the sides of generals Dorgon and Ajige, yet none could withstand Wang Fucheng's cavalry charge