Chapter 71 - Something About Your Uncle (1/2)
Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang looked at each other, gnas.h.i.+ng their teeth, and said, “Okay.”
Zhao Chen hit them one by one without any unnecessary ceremony.
“Oops, you beat me so hard,” Zhou Xiang couldn’t help but laugh after saying that.
“Great, it’s settled then. All that has left is for you two to work things out,” Ling Zhang said, looking at Qiu Xiang and Zhou Bing meaningfully.
Sensing the coldness in Ling Zhang’s eyes, Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang trembled, “Young master?”
“Since you wanted to compete, then duke it out. Whatever the result is, I hope you don’t haggle over the things happened in the brothel. An upright man should not do such a short-sighted thing ever. I am ashamed of what you have done. Don’t bear any grudge if you lose, it must be because you are incompetent. All you can do is practice hard and win the next match.” Ling Zhang said.
Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang were a little relieved, but when they looked at each other again, their eyes were full of pa.s.sion.
They repressed themselves at the beginning of the compet.i.tion because of Ling Zhang’s presence. Neither of them used weapons, fighting hand to hand. They exchanged several rounds of fists and hit each other hard. Gradually, their anger rose and fought with their full might.
Ling Zhang pulled a poker face while watching them fight but could barely hold back his impulse to roll his eyes as he didn’t expect that these two men would fight this hard for a prost.i.tute’s favor. They must be having a real boring life.
A fight was the best way for them to resolve the conflict. Anyway, there was no animosity between them.
Gradually, the anger dissipated between Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang, instead that was a battle about winning and losing.
Qiu Bing was thinner than Zhou Xiang, and more flexible; Zhou Xiang was not as flexible as Qiu Bing, but more powerful. In this hand-to-hand combat, Zhou Xiang gained the upper hand. They both threw a punch, and as their fists collided, Qiu Bing backed a few steps, while Zhou Xiang only took a step back.
They both stopped, panting hard. And their face looked funny. Besides his flexibly, Qiu Bing also had sharp fingernails, which left bruises and scratches on Zhou Xiang’s face.
Therefore, judging from the injuries on their faces, Zhou Xiang looked more miserable.
“End of the compet.i.tion. Zhou Xiang won,” w.a.n.g Dashan said.
Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang’s tensed up bodies were relaxed immediately, and then the two of them lay on the ground together, gasping for breath.
“Your face is much uglier than mine,” Qiu Bing said to Zhou Xiang.
“Pah, you fight like a woman, I didn’t try my best,” Zhou Xiang said.
“So why did you still beat me?” Qiu Bing shouted.
“Even so, you lost, what a shame,” Zhou Xiang said.
Qiu Bing shouted, “You can count on it, I will take you on when I can stand up.”
“Do you think you can scare me? Come on!” Zhou Xiang said.
Ling Zhang didn’t stop them, because he could tell that there was no grudge between them. As for what they wanted to do in private, that was their own business.
“From now on, all the grudges should be written off. If you guys act like a bunch of jealous women, get out of house.”
Qiu Bing and Zhou Xiang didn’t dare to be loquacious again, and they hurriedly promised that they wouldn’t make the same mistake again.
“Captain w.a.n.g, get a doctor for them,” Ling Zhang said to w.a.n.g Dashan.
“Thanks, but we don’t need it, young master. We all have rough skin, so we just need to apply some medicated wine,” Qiu Bing said in a hurry.
“Only if you guys recover early can my plan be carried out soon,” Ling Zhang looked at him.
Qiu Bing scratched his head awkwardly, “Thank you then, young master.”
Standing above the roof of the Green Bamboo Mansion in the distance, Yuwen Tong had been watching what happened at the guards’ residence the whole time. He rubbed his chin, saying, “It has been settled so quickly.”
“Marshal, is this the reason why you asked me to find out where Ling Family learned about this formation? Is that a great one?” Yao Yi asked curiously.
“Curious?” Yuwen Tong glanced at him.
Yao Yi nodded honestly. A tactical formation that made the Marshal curious must be unusual.
“You will know it when they start trainning,” Yuwen Tong said.
Yao Yi hummed in disappointment. “Why bother to ask if you didn’t intend to tell me, marshal?!”…
The Jia Family…
“Your Lords.h.i.+p, the plan failed, are we really going to let Ling Zhaowen get the position of left Tongzhi? And there’s also that Lu Kui.” A middle-aged scholar with beard said to Jia Zhong.
“Adviser Qian, I invite you here for advices, not for questions,” Jia Zhong stared at him with cold eyes.
Adviser Qian gave a reluctant smile. “I do have an idea, but the successful implementation of this idea needs your cooperation.”
“Tell me then,” Jia Zhong’s att.i.tude softened a bit.
“Do you still remember that Ling Zhaowen made an inspection tour in Tai Countylast May and stayed at the Liu Family for a night?” Adviser Qian asked.