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Chapter 42 Thank you, Lord, for giving me the opportunity to earn 0 money

Jing Anping didn't wait for Jing Anyu to respond and continued to explain his thoughts.

"Your Majesty, when Fengchang was first established, it relied on martial arts and strength to gain the world. Among the officials and eunuchs, not only are the men good at martial arts, but even the women are as good as men. If they cannot participate in the competition on an equal footing, I am afraid that some officials without sons will be dissatisfied."

Jing Anyu listened to what he said and nodded, thinking it made sense: "In that case, I will do as my brother wishes."

After getting his promise, Jing Anping found Feiying happily, as if he had put a large amount of silver into his pocket. He told her about the martial arts competition and hoped that she could participate and win from the first to the last, so that he could become rich.

Feiying knew why he wanted the money so much and refused decisively.

"I dont go."

When Jing Anping heard her rejection so straightforwardly, he felt like the sky was falling.

"Why? Do you know that the permission for both male and female students to participate in the competition was obtained by me specifically. If you don't participate, won't it be a benefit for others?"

"I'm not going. If you want to go, go by yourself."

"My dear Yinglan, I only ask you this once in my life, so please agree."

"Release your hands first."

In Yinglan's memory, Feiying had never seen Jing Anping being so coquettish, clingy and humble.

His personality breakdown is getting worse and worse.

"I won't let go unless you promise me!"

Feiying took a deep breath and rolled her eyes at him: "If you want to stick with me, then stick with me. Don't regret it when you are seen and embarrassed."

She felt that her words had an effect, and the strength with which he was holding her loosened significantly.

"Do you understand? Do you know the consequences? If you do, why don't you let go!"

Only then did Jing Anping let go of her hand in disappointment, but he didn't seem to give up yet.

His eyes turned and he had an idea.

"Yinglan, if you help me participate in the competition, you will get some benefits. How about we split the prize money of each game equally?"

Feiying blinked twice. If she couldn't just use soft tactics, she might as well use both soft and hard tactics?

"Eighty-twenty split, I'll take two and you'll take eight, otherwise, no deal."

Jing Anping listened, as if he had made up his mind in an instant, gritted his teeth, and said one word: "Okay."

This time it was Feiying's turn to be confused.

Wait, would he agree to this proposal?

This so-called fighting arena, excluding the rest time of the contestants, can only hold more than twenty matches a day.

In this case, even if she all went on the field and won all the games, he would only get forty taels of silver, which was not enough to support his private soldiers for a day.

She had specifically made this request in order to bargain with him, and then completely reject him without any possibility of negotiation.

Now she was stumped.

"Are you sure? Have you thought it through? Are you going to give me such a big head?"

Feiying hoped that he would regret it.

Jing Anping nodded affirmatively: "You are the one who participated in the competition, so you deserve to take the biggest share. As for me, I am getting something for free anyway, so even the smallest bit is still meat."

Feiying's face was filled with black lines.

This was a rare occasion that she was tricked by someone, and he actually thought so.

Whatever.

"Well, then I have to thank the prince for giving me the opportunity to earn some pocket money."

"Small idea."

With Jing Anyu's strong support, the fighting arena was quickly set up.

Feiying looked at the situation in front of her and frowned slightly.

"Jing Anping, you said that Your Majesty has never held an event like the martial arts competition before, why did you suddenly organize such an event?"

Jing Anping also shook his head: "I don't know. Even if I am your Majesty's brother, it is hard to guess why he cares so much now that he is the emperor. Anyway, as long as he can make money, it's fine."

Feiying looked at the fighting arena and felt that it was not that simple.

"Royal brother, it's the first day of the competition. I'm here a long time ago. Mu Yan is here too."

Jing Anyu, dressed in a yellow robe, walked down from the sedan chair.

Feiying and Jing Anping saluted upon seeing this.

Jing Anping then took the initiative to ask: "Your Majesty, I don't know the specific rules of this martial arts competition arena, and how the contestants should enter the arena to participate in the competition."

"My royal brother, please do not be impatient. Once everyone is gathered, we will explain everything to everyone and post a detailed notice to help resolve any confusion."

After receiving this answer, Jing Anping had no choice but to wait patiently.

After all, it was the first time that Jing Anyu organized such a competition during his tenure. Except for officials with daughters, even unmarried officials without children all came to the scene just to support his holy will.

There were not many seats arranged in the venue. After sitting down according to the rank of the official, those who had no chairs stood in a large circle at the back.

Looking around, it was all pitch black.

Seeing that most people were present, Jing Anyu signaled for someone to read out the rules of the competition.

After listening to the reading, Jing Anping had an idea in his mind.

When those who were eager to show off went up to the ring with their weapons for the first round of competition and to determine the champion, Jing Anping and Feiying came aside to choose their weapons.

Feiying saw a pile of long swords lying there at a glance.

She walked over, observed carefully, picked out one that she was satisfied with, held it in her hand, and waved it a few times.

Jing Anping looked at her expectantly: "Yinglan, you can keep defending the ring, right? I'm relying on you for my survival!"

"Look at it."

Feiying put the sword behind her back, and after the round was over, she used her lightness skills to jump directly onto the ring.

She saluted the champion on the stage with her sword in hand and said, "I am Mu Yan, the daughter of Duke Mu. Please give me some advice."

Duke Mu Heng, who had just been chatting casually with someone in his seat, suddenly looked helpless when he saw this.

Why did she go up to join in the fun?

She didn't know which official's son the champion on the opposite side was, nor did she hear his initial introduction. Anyway, when he saw that the person coming up to challenge was a woman, the word disdain was almost written on his face.

"I never fight with women, so as not to be accused of bullying. You are the daughter of Duke Mu. If I accidentally hurt you, I will be blamed. I request to change my opponent!"

Feiying raised her eyebrows: "Whether you can hurt me or not is not your concern. You should be concerned about this match. Can you successfully defend the match? Go ahead and use whatever skills you have!"

She took the initiative to provoke him, at least giving him the advantage of taking the initiative, so that if he lost it wouldn't be too embarrassing.

After all, there were so many people watching in the audience, and her opponent was not a real enemy, so she had to give him some face.

"It seems that Miss Mu is not going to give up. That's good. Let's finish this round quickly so that we can find the next opponent."

The young man clenched his weapon and attacked her.

Mu Heng's heart was in his throat as he watched from the audience.

"There are flaws."

And there are quite a few loopholes.

Feiying just swung the sword casually to defend herself, and then another sword was placed firmly on his neck.

The scene was silent for a moment.