I was a conman in the Ming Dynasty.

Chapter 205 Match Manipulation

Chapter 205 Match Manipulation

"Husband, I..." Zhang Shifang didn't know she was really pregnant. She thought she wasn't pregnant, which was why she came to participate in the competition.

"What do you mean, 'you'? You idiot! Go home!" Wang Wenzhou yelled angrily. Goddesses are all crazy, so how come ugly girls are mentally ill too? Pregnant and still fighting?

"Okay!" Zhang Shifang nodded and leaped off the stage.

Wang Wenzhou angrily cursed, "You ugly freak, what the hell! Do you only feel comfortable if you kill the baby in your belly? Let me tell you, if the baby's gone, I'll divorce you! You're insane!"

Although Wang Wenzhou's words were harsh, Zhang Shifang was moved to tears. Her husband, though a bit lecherous, still knew how to care for her. No! I must find a way to conceive with my husband's child.

"What are you standing there for? Go home!" Wang Wenzhou pointed at Zhang Shifang and cursed.

Zhang Shifang immediately fled without looking back.

"Jiaojiao, come down!" Wang Wenzhou said, pointing at Zhang Jiao.

"Okay!" Zhang Jiao quickly grabbed the sword and jumped off the stage.

The audience inside the stadium immediately erupted in commotion.

"Who will win this round? I bet five taels of silver on Mu Guiying!"

"Of course Mulan won; Mulan was the last one to leave the ring."

"Mu Guiying has won!"

Although audiences love Mulan, most bet on Mu Guiying to win, given her tall stature and superior martial arts skills.

Wang Wenzhou waved to Geng San.

Geng San rushed over.

Wang Wenzhou said, "How about this, no matter who you bet on, you win this round."

Geng San nodded and replied, "I understand."

Wang Wenzhou turned and glanced at Zhang Jiao, saying irritably, "Come on! Come home with me. This is outrageous! Don't you want to live?"

Zhang Jiao pouted and followed behind Wang Wenzhou.

"Ruru, Ruru, let's go home." Wang Wenzhou waved to Liu Ruru.

Liu Rushi nodded, got up and walked over.

Although Wang Wenzhou had been spending a lot of time with Liu Rushi these past few days, Rushi wouldn't let him sleep at night. After sending Liu Rushi back to the labor camp, Wang Wenzhou took Zhang Jiao back to the Drunken Flower Pavilion.

Seeing Wang Wenzhou's pale face, Sheng Lan quickly asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

Wang Wenzhou angrily pointed at Zhang Jiao and said, "Ask her!"

Zhang Jiao pouted and said aggrievedly, "Husband, don't be angry."

"Little Jiaojiao, what did you do to make the adults so angry?" Sheng Lan asked.

Zhang Jiao pouted and said, "I didn't do anything. I just participated in the Hanshan Heroes' Gathering."

"Nothing much?" Wang Wenzhou said angrily, "My silly darling! Do you know? In the preliminary rounds, a total of 130 contestants died, 280 lost limbs, and more than 3000 others were injured, some seriously and some lightly. You think that's nothing? Don't you want to live?"

Zhang Jiao said softly, "Husband, how could I get injured when my martial arts are so good?"

Although Zhang Jiao was a bit dim-witted, she knew that there were only two people who could make Wang Wenzhou obey: one was the little bitch Liu Rushi, and the other was the little bitch Sheng Lan in front of her.

Zhang Jiao pleaded softly, "Sister Lan, please beg my husband to let me participate. I want to win first place!"

Sheng Lan frowned, recalling the scene of Liu Rushi confronting Zhang Shifang in the labor camp. If Zhang Jiao had listened to her then, she would have calmed things down much earlier, preventing the two from almost escalating into a major fight.

“Little Jiao Jiao, if you listen to my advice in the future, I will help you with this favor this time. How about it?” Sheng Lan asked Zhang Jiao.

"Okay!" Zhang Jiao thought for a moment and nodded repeatedly.

Sheng Lan smiled slightly, gently patted Wang Wenzhou's back, and said softly, "Wang Wenzhou, Zhang Jiao wants to participate in the competition, so just let her have some fun. Anyway, with your abilities, whoever you want to win first place will be first."

Wang Wenzhou blushed. His own son knew him best; it was indeed true. Geng San was manipulating the match behind the scenes entirely according to Wang Wenzhou's instructions. The outcome depended solely on which side won and made more money. Therefore, the match was bound to produce many major upsets.

Since the goddess had spoken, Wang Wenzhou had no choice but to agree. He nodded and said, "Alright, Jiaojiao, you can continue with the competition. Remember, be careful. If someone cuts your face, you'll be disfigured."

"Mmm!" Zhang Jiao said excitedly, "Husband, don't worry, I'm so good at martial arts, I definitely won't get hurt."

Wang Wenzhou shook his head repeatedly. "My silly darling, you advanced directly from the preliminaries because you were lucky. The finals are all against top fighters. You couldn't even beat that ugly girl, let alone the real experts. Men and women will never be completely equal because of the huge physiological differences. For example, in terms of physical strength and physique, men are generally better than women."

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After Gao Yingxiang captured Fengyang, Emperor Chongzhen sent troops to suppress the rebellion, and Gao Yingxiang led his army back to Shaanxi. Afterwards, Gao Yingxiang joined forces with various rebel armies, amassing an army of 200,000, and marched straight towards Xi'an, establishing a 50-mile-long encampment.

Lin Qing inspected the camp once and returned to his own tent.

At this moment, Lin Qing had a scar on his face, and he no longer looked like a refined gentleman. Instead, the scar added a lot of heroic spirit to him.

Lin Mu glanced at his son, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Qing'er, get some rest. There will be another great battle in a few days."

"Sigh..." Lin Qing sighed and said, "The commander has returned to Shaanxi. When will we be able to take revenge?"

Thinking of revenge, Lin Qing's face darkened. "You idiot Wang, just you wait. One day, I will lead a massive army and slaughter your entire family!"

"Haha!" Lin Mu laughed, patted Lin Qing on the shoulder, and comforted him, "Don't worry, the rebel army is in high spirits. After capturing Xi'an, the commander-in-chief may re-enter Southern Zhili."

Lin Qing nodded. Although Lin Qing and his son had made further progress due to their military achievements, each of them had more than a thousand brothers under their command, they were still insignificant in the rebel army. Let alone advising the commander-in-chief or attacking Southern Zhili, it was difficult for them to even see Gao Yingxiang.

Inside the central command tent of the rebel army camp.

Little Gao Guilan was very unhappy. They clearly agreed to attack Hezhou, so why did they go back to Shaanxi? Lei Feng, do you know? I miss you!

Gao Guiying walked up to her younger sister and asked softly, "Xiao Lan, what's wrong? You look so sad."

Gao Guilan pouted and said, "Sister! You're lying to me! I miss Brother Lei!"

"Sigh..." Gao Guiying sighed softly. Her younger sister seemed lost and absent-minded all day long, and she was already lovesick at such a young age. What was so special about Young Master Lei that made her sister love him so much?

"Alright, don't worry. After we take Xi'an this time, I will persuade Father to advance into Southern Zhili. If Father doesn't agree, I will secretly take you to Hanshan to find your Young Master Lei. Is that alright?" Gao Guiying gently stroked her sister's head and said softly.

With a tear-streaked face, Gao Guilan said aggrievedly, "You still want to lie to me!"

"I really won't lie to you this time!" Gao Guiying was truly afraid that her younger sister would become depressed and seriously ill because of missing Lei Gongzi.

"Mmm!" Gao Guilan smiled happily, finally able to see Young Master Lei.