The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

"What is she going to do?"

Everyone looked at Yue Weimo in confusion.

"Ms. Yue, what are you doing? Get out of the way and don't delay us from watching the most exciting third round of competition."

The ancients lacked entertainment, especially for ladies and young ladies. Their greatest pleasure was undoubtedly planting flowers, raising grass, doing housework, playing the piano, etc.

Without a valid reason, he rarely even leaves the backyard.

Not to mention watching an archery performance openly like today.

Therefore, everyone watched with great interest, even if they were just watching for fun, like most gentlemen, they were full of expectations for the results of the comparison test.

Everyone was talking at once, asking Yue Weimo to get out of the way quickly and not to delay things.

Yue Weimo smiled brightly, turned the tray over, and brought it to the old ladies in the first row, "Come on, let's place our bets together! Since it's a competition, the prince and the duke have promised rewards in advance, so why shouldn't we women follow suit?"

"The tray is divided into four columns, representing target one, target two, target three, and target four. Ladies and ladies, bet on whichever target you think will be the final winner. In the end, the winner can not only get his or her belongings back, but also share the belongings of all the losers. How do you think?"

Yue Weimo is undoubtedly bold.

The gambling game was openly set up in the presence of kings, princes, generals and ministers.

The timid ones simply drew their heads back and dared not respond to her. However, Old Madam Qi laughed and said happily, "This little monkey is the most courageous among all the women in the capital. She is taking a gamble by coming out to attend the banquet?"

Yue Weimo was not afraid at all, and smiled, "Well, let's play, it's such a good atmosphere, and it's not a big bet, everyone can just take a random item, such as a hairpin, jade pendant, or bracelet, and gamble a little to have fun, and give a little prize to the warrior who wins later."

Mrs. Yue died young, and Yue Weimo was raised by his father with great difficulty. He has a somewhat boyish personality, and everyone in the capital knows it, so no one is surprised by this now.

Even her father, Yue Xuanfeng, was not very angry and just gave her a symbolic scolding.

"Wei Mo, stop messing around!"

"Master Yue, please don't be too harsh. Weimo is just a child, and I think her suggestion is a good one. Instead of just watching, we women might as well get involved. Nanny Tang, go get a jade ruyi as my gambling money."

Nanny Tang was quick to act, so before long, the first prize appeared on Yue Weimo's tray.

She also quickly pulled out a hairpin and put it in as her own.

With the host's old lady taking the lead, the rest of the people had no scruples and offered their own stakes one after another, mainly because they had never played like this before and it seemed quite interesting.

Of course, there are also people who insist not to participate. Some ladies and their families only participate with one share symbolically.

But even so, one tray was not enough to hold all the prizes, so in the end four trays were used, one for each of the four targets.

The third and fourth targets attracted the most bets.

Because Jiang Yuanlang had already exposed himself just now, the four lions seemed to be no different, but careful people could still recognize them. Relying on the absolute strength of the generations of military generals in the Jiang Guogong Mansion, it is better to trust the family heritage instead of acting rashly.

As for those who shot at four targets, needless to say, they took the lead in the second round.

Just when the bets had been almost placed and Jiang Ying thought the third match, which was quite interesting, was about to begin, Yue Weimo suddenly ran up to her with a smile on her face.

"Sister Jiang Ying, you haven't placed your bet yet."

Jiang Ying was stunned, "I...I don't have to get off, right?"

The three people on the field were her brothers. She was not so stupid as to be beyond redemption. As soon as Jiang Yuanlang appeared, she knew that Jiang Yuanyi and Jiang Yuanchen must be among the other three.

I was really touched by their dedication.

But who should I bet on? We are all human beings, so it is not right to be partial to one and to be unfair to the other.

But Yue Weimo just kept pestering her, "Sister Jiang Ying, hurry up, you are the protagonist today, if you don't place a bet, the third round won't start!"

I don’t know if it was Jiang Ying’s illusion, but I always felt that the four people on the stage seemed to be waiting for her decision and had no intention of starting.

This really made Jiang Ying feel a little embarrassed. "Why not just forget it? I haven't decided who to vote for yet."

"We all throw randomly, it depends on luck."

"Yes, yes, Miss Jiang, please vote quickly. The competition should end sooner so that we can see the true colors of the other three."

Some people couldn't help but urge. Winning or losing is one thing, but everyone is more eager to take off the veil.

It was indeed difficult for Jiang Ying to make a decision. She was torn about who to choose. Just when she was considering not shooting at any of her brothers, or shooting at four targets with her eyes closed, Yue Weimo had already taken the lead and pulled out a hairpin from her head.

Of course not the one she had tied into her bun today.

He threw the fourth tray in and said, "Since Sister Jiang Ying is so conflicted, let's do the same as me and shoot four targets."

Jiang Ying: "..."

Jiang Yuanyi, Jiang Yuanchen, and Jiang Yuanlang on the stage had been looking forward to this result, but they were not convinced and snorted coldly to express their dissatisfaction.

Yan Zhuo certainly knew what they were dissatisfied with. These three weirdos, how could they be so grown up and still be competing for their sister's favor?

In the end, Ying'er voted for him.

He doesn't care whether it's sincere or coincidental, as long as you vote for him, it's good.

But this made him a bit troubled. On the one hand, he had promised not to compete with the three Jiang brothers for the Sword of Dawn, but on the other hand, he couldn't lose Ying'er's hairpin.

"Ahem." At this time, Yue Weimo cleared his throat and said, "Four warriors, after the competition, the winner can choose one prize from each of the four trays, which means a total of four. The three losers can also each choose one from their own prizes, and the others will be divided up by the winning party. After all, these are the personal belongings of the women, so it is not good to ask the men to take them all, so as to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings. The four warriors should be able to understand, right?"

After Yue Weimo said this, those who had just complained about her extraordinary behavior could not help but nod their heads slowly.

It seems that he is not really reckless and is quite meticulous and rigorous in his thinking.

Mrs. Pei praised her highly, "This girl from the Yue family may look lively, but she is actually a smart and interesting child."

"Also?" Pei Wenting glanced at his mother from the side, "Who else do you think is good?"

Madam Pei's eyes wandered around the venue. "Many of them are good, including the newly recognized daughter of the Jiang family, Su Yilan, Lu Yanran, the Mu family, and so on."

Pei Wenting did not comment, "Mu Wanbai? Forget it, didn't you see how much she wanted to cause chaos in the world just now!"

Madam Pei, "Of course I'm not talking about Mu Wanbai, but the concubine's daughter who has been silent on Madam Mu's left. I just saw her take a silver lock and throw it at target number two. As a concubine's daughter, the little girl is short of money, but she was embarrassed not to throw it, and she was afraid of being laughed at by others for being shabby. You didn't see her struggling, but she was quite cute."

"Mom, why are you observing others for nothing? It's boring!" Pei Wenting said this, but his eyes subconsciously glanced towards Mrs. Mu's left hand.

She is indeed a pretty girl with some baby fat on her cheeks, a lovely little girl.

Mrs. Pei angrily slapped her son on the arm, "How dare you ask? Who am I observing these unmarried ladies for? It's all for you! You're twenty years old and still have no sense of purpose. When I asked you if you have any favorites, you didn't even tell me. I'm already worried about your marriage!"

"That's your own fault, it has nothing to do with me!"

At this time, the four people on the stage, listening to Yue Weimo's words, stepped forward together and bowed to express their agreement and gratitude. As a result, the four people's huge lion heads seemed to be facing a specific direction with a purpose.

Jiang Yuanyi is looking at Lu Yanran.

Jiang Yuanchen looked at the Mu family.

Jiang Yuanlang looked at the Dawn Sword beside Jiang Shang.

Yan Zhuo... was naturally staring at Jiang Ying without any scruples under the cover of the lion head.

Normally, I wouldn't dare look at her like this. Hiding under this furry skin, I can actually be myself.

Jiang Ying was keenly aware of the prying gaze. She looked around and finally stopped at the furry lion head that was facing her. A strange feeling flashed through her mind.

Pei Wenting watched the two people's seemingly interactive movements, and then looked at Qi Ren's leisurely appearance not far away. A possibility flashed through his mind, and his face brightened up. As a result, his expression happened to be misunderstood by Mrs. Pei. She suppressed her panic and pressed her son's shoulder heavily, "No way, Pei Wenting, you like Miss Jiang?"

The little girl is very good, good in every way, but the key is, she has given birth.

Of course, if her son really liked it, she wouldn't be such a pedantic person.

But the fatal thing is that she is engaged to Prince Yan!

Mrs. Pei was even more tired, but when Pei Wenting heard this, his face turned red, "Mom, what are you talking about? Yan Zhuo and I are close friends, and I would never touch his woman even if I kill myself. Don't say such things in the future. If he hears it, I'm done for!"

"The third competition begins now!"

On the stage, the steward in charge of the situation slammed the gong.

Four lions stood solemnly, raised their longbows, slowly took out three feather arrows from the quiver on their right hands, put the tails of the arrows on the bowstrings, aimed, and shot!

shhhhh--

A series of feather arrows flew out like a hot knife through butter, so fast that people could not see clearly.

Almost everyone subconsciously forgot to blink and only stared at the red hearts of the targets five meters away.

I really hope that the person I bet on will win.

With so many accessories, you can make a lot of money. If you are lucky enough to find a decent husband, you can even create a good story.

At least many of the ladies who voted for Jiang Yuanlang thought so.

Jiang Ying didn't feel any anticipation. It was just a hairpin. If she lost, she lost. It wasn't something she should take to heart. So when the referee Qi Ren announced that Yi Ban had won, Jiang Ying just smiled and passed it off.

I took a look at the concentric jade that Lu Yanran placed on tray number one, and wondered if my brother would pick one later.

Suddenly, a tall yellow figure appeared next to pallet number four.

A slender hand picked up her hairpin accurately, and said in a low and clear voice, "Yingying, they didn't let me win, but I won't give your hairpin to anyone else."

As he spoke, he took off the lion head prop, revealing his angular face.

After a series of performances and competitions, his nose was covered with thin, shiny beads of sweat.

Her lips were pursed, with a hint of nervousness.

"Yingying, congratulations on your return home."

Jiang Ying slowly recognized Yan Zhuo and froze uncontrollably...