C7

Chapter 7 - The Young Marquis

As the saying goes, birds get up early and insects eat. Small animals sleep in caves, and when they walk into the woods, they find a chicken sleeping in the grass.

Fu Yao took out an arrow from the basket on her back.

In the Yunxian's Su Residence, Ren Yun Xing lied on the bed and opened his eyes a bit. Seeing that the old lady was still beside the bed, he felt a burst of irritation in his heart.

"Fine, stop pretending when you wake up. Do you really think grandmother can't see it?" The madame looked at him calmly. How could he hide his little trick from her?

When Ren Yun Xing saw that he could not hide it anymore, he immediately sprung up and smashed his shoulder in dissatisfaction: "Grandmother, you are serious too, if I had known earlier, you would have told me, acting and making my whole body ache."

"You want to pretend? I can stop you! " The Countess rolled her eyes and pointed at his nose. "You're not allowed to go anywhere today. Zhang family members are coming for dinner tonight. You better dress properly. If you continue hanging around, I won't forgive you."

"Grandmother, I don't want to see that Miss Zhang, and I don't want to get married. Can you stop forcing my hand?" Ren Yun Xing frowned, she was extremely worried, and asked him to get married everyday.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You're already in your twenties, and you haven't been proper all day, going hunting and fighting cricket everyday. Yesterday, you were even carried back, so you can't grow any faster. Do you know that someone your age already has a child? A few years ago, you weren't by my side, so I didn't care about you, but now, I can't. No matter what, you have to get married this year. " The old woman's attitude was very resolute. Marrying a wife could make him retract his feelings, so she could relax a little.

"If I don't see you, then I won't see you. If you force me, then I'll run away from home." Ren Yun Xing jumped down from bed. What Miss Zhang, the Li Family's daughter, he was not interested in.

If he didn't marry, then he wouldn't. No one could force him.

"How dare you!" The old mistress was obviously infuriated as she stomped her cane heavily.

"Good, good, good. You have hardened your wings and dared to challenge your old body. Someone come and watch your young master. Today, he is not allowed to take even a single step out of this room. If anyone asks him to, he will be rewarded with a hundred sticks." The old mistress walked out of her room angrily and instructed someone to lock the door. "Fine, stay in there and reflect on your actions."

Grandmother is serious?

"Let me out." Ren Yun Xing angrily knocked on the door.

"If you promise to let me see Miss Zhang, I will let you out. If you don't want to, I will lock you up until you want to." The madame said as she stood by the door.

"Don't even think about it, I won't see Miss Zhang even if I die."

"Fine, fine, fine. Stay in there properly. I don't believe that you can still stay in there." The old mistress left in a huff.

Ren Yun Xing was so angry that he slammed the table and threw the things in the room everywhere.

The sound of footsteps gradually receding into the distance didn't have that big of a reaction. He sat by the table and drank a few mouthfuls of tea. He had already locked him up more than ten times.

Lifting his head, he suddenly felt an intense pain. As he touched his neck, he thought of the moment when that village woman stepped on him, and his anger flared up. This was simply an extraordinary shame and humiliation. No one dared to lay a finger on him, so he had to make that village woman chop them into pieces.

He took out his precious cricket s from the cupboard and played with them for a while. This was his, Chang Sheng General, and that was why he had won a lot of money.

"Little darling, you have to work hard today as well. If you win, I can find a female cricket for you and reward you well."

Ye Zichen casually stuffed the cricket into his sleeves. This house wanted to stop him, it truly looked down on his ability to be an overlord.

He pushed open the window and jumped onto a tree. He climbed down nimbly like a monkey. When he thought about how that fool was going to give him money, he was in a great mood …

Fu Yao reaped a bountiful harvest today and bought a deer, two rabbits, and two chickens. They were all wild game on the mountain and sold for two taels of silver.

If things continued like this, he would be able to sell them for two taels of silver a day. Three days later, he would still be short of four taels of silver.

Suddenly, he heard a noise in front of him. A lot of people had gathered together and were cheering. The people beside him all ran over to watch.

Fu Yao grabbed onto the people walking along the way and asked: "What happened in front?"

"The young duke is fighting with the third son of the Wang family, Wang Yuan Kang, cricket, and the bet is a thousand taels." After saying that, the man hurriedly ran away.

Battle cricket, a thousand silver? Interesting!

Fu Yao also followed suit and squeezed into the crowd, only to see two well-dressed young masters, each holding onto a stalk of cricket grass, concentrating as they fiddled with it.

With every movement, the crowd would let out a shout of approval.

Victory and defeat had already been decided, and the Wang Family's Young Master was constantly wiping his sweat, the hand holding the cricket grass was even trembling, as he continuously shouted, "Bite, bite it."

"Hahaha, Wang Yuan Kang, you can't win against me, but you still want to compete with me? You must respect your grandfather by paying a thousand silver coins, I can't not accept it."

On the other hand, the person opposite him seemed determined to get what he wanted.

Fu Yao squinted her eyes at that man. He was the young master who wanted to steal his prey …