Chapter 14 Reaching a settlement
Tang Ying's boxing skills are based on quick victory. The people brought by Arong are of her level, and they are all the close attendants of the Ninth Princess. Since the Ninth Princess's soft and hard coaxing, and her mother, the Royal Concubine's constant whispering to His Majesty, and just after the Grand Princess of the Huangzi Department of the Forbidden Cavalry Department fell ill and was bedridden, His Majesty finally agreed to let the Ninth Princess take over the Huangzi Department half a year ago.
The former queen was extremely brave, but the current queen is a well-known lady from a noble family, chaste and dignified, and has no intention of taking over the Forbidden Cavalry Division. Therefore, the elder sister of the current emperor, Princess Yuan Yao, has been in charge of the Phoenix Department for many years.
As soon as the Ninth Princess entered the Forbidden Cavalry Division, the people around her also followed suit and became arrogant and domineering.
The maids around her, under the instruction of the Imperial Noble Consort, had been pretending to dislike makeup and prefer martial arts to red makeup since childhood. They also hired a serious martial arts master, and everyone seemed to be practicing in an orderly manner, but the effectiveness... could not be verified by Tang Ying.
Tang Ying sat on Arong's back, with three women lying on top of her, humming constantly.
Ah Rong was defeated by Tang Ying, but he still had the courage to shout: "How dare you hit someone from the Forbidden Cavalry Division?!"
Tang Ying almost burst out laughing, but she looked worried: "I've already beaten him, what else can I do?"
"Hurry up and get up and apologize to me, or I'll make you pay!"
"I'm already pretty enough, I don't need to be prettier." Tang Ying rubbed her pretty face, "And I've never heard of anyone apologizing to a defeated opponent."
Ah Rong was almost crying because of her: "You little bitch!"
"You keep saying dirty words. What kind of person are you with such a dirty mouth?" Tang Ying pulled a handful of weeds from the ground and stuffed them into A Rong's mouth: "I think it's fine for you to be an animal."
Ah Rong spat out the grass in his mouth with a few "Puh, Puh" sounds. He was so angry that he cried. He wanted to scold her again, but he was afraid of Tang Ying's arrogance. He also experienced the woman in front of him who was not afraid of power. He was afraid that she would stuff grass into his mouth again, so he could only glare at her with tears in his eyes.
"Be good, if you keep glaring at me, my eyeballs will fall out. Go back and practice your skills, then come and settle the score with me." Tang Ying smiled and rubbed her head. A gang fight was just a way for her to stretch her muscles. She found this level of revenge funny. It was just that the arrogant girl couldn't swallow her anger. Life and death were all child's play.
She stood up and walked forward. Behind her, she heard Ah Rong's unwilling voice with a crying tone: "Hey, what's your name?"
"Zhang Ying." She did not stop.
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At the gate of Weibei Marquis, Fu Chen's reward, the shiny and almost glowing wild horse king, was placed in a huge cage in the carriage. In case it went crazy on the road, the cage was covered with black oil cloth. It was led out of the Marquis's mansion by a special person.
The wild horse king was so unruly that he refused to wear a bridle. It took a lot of effort to put him into a cage. A young eunuch from the Imperial Stables almost had his ribs broken.
Shen Qian stood in front of the cage, feeling very itchy.
"I just want to take a look." He lifted a corner of the black cloth and met the eyes of a wild and unruly horse. He was mesmerized by the majestic appearance of the Wild Horse King. He tore off the black oilcloth, and the entire Wild Horse King was exposed in front of him.
Shen Qian suddenly became furious and grabbed the cage, wishing he could get in: "Ah, Chen, how could you bear to lock it in a cage? Look at such a majestic horse, its eyes and fur, its bones and muscles, and its spirit. It should be free to roam in the world. God! It's so beautiful. If I could paint it, it might be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!"
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Marquis Weibei was a very compassionate man, and he prided himself on being soft-hearted. Not only could he not bear to see beautiful women suffer, he even couldn't bear to see the Wild Horse King suffer. He stretched out his hand through the iron railings to touch the horse's mane. The Wild Horse King seemed to understand his intention, and actually moved his neck forward, allowing him to touch the horse's mane, and was amazed at the smooth feel.
Fu Chen stood nearby, feeling quite troubled: "Hey, are you done yet? Isn't it just a wild horse that no one can tame?"
Weibei Hou's heart was completely devoted to the Wild Horse King: "What do you know! You are such a heartless guy! Look at its eyes, how gentle and innocent they are. You guys are too cruel. You captured a divine creature that was free in the world and locked it in a cage. How inhumane!"
Fu Chen looked up at the sky in silence - when this man got mad, he would feel distressed for a fish in the pond.
While Fu Chen was not paying attention, Shen Qian turned the lock, opened the iron gate, and extended a hand of friendship to the Mustang King.
The servant who was pulling the carriage turned around and saw it, and hurriedly reminded him, "My lord, be careful!" But it was too late.
The Wild Horse King kicked the kind-hearted Marquis Weibei to the ground, rushed out of the cage and jumped off the carriage in high spirits. Seeing the cars and people coming and going at the entrance of the alley, he turned around and rushed to the end of the alley.
"Hey, come back--" Shen Qian lay on the ground, shouting at the top of his voice, not caring whether the Wild Horse King could understand him or not.
Fu Chen wanted to kick him again: "Just cause trouble for me!" He jumped on his horse and chased after him.
At the end of the alley is the site of the former King Cheng's mansion. He and Marquis Weibei watched a group fight in the Lanyue Tower. They came downstairs after seeing that Miss Zhang won the championship and sat on the defeated opponent to rest her legs.
But after a while, it seemed that these people had not left yet.
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Tang Ying took ten steps forward and ran head-on into the Wild Horse King who was running towards her recklessly.
The dozen or so women behind her were still lying in a mess, blaming each other for their careless punches and kicks, which gave the other side an opportunity to take advantage of, which made everyone embarrassed and they didn't notice the Wild Horse King rushing over.
Tang Ying had enough time to retreat, but the young ladies piled up behind her had no time to hide.
It happened in a flash. As the wild horse king rushed over, Tang Ying stepped back three steps, grabbed its mane, and swiftly turned over and jumped up.
Commander Fu, who was chasing from a distance behind, witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He didn't even notice it himself, but he was secretly worried for the girl, feeling that she would be knocked to the ground by the Wild Horse King in the next moment.
The wild horse king felt the weight on its back, and he neighed long and raised his front hooves high, almost standing upright, trying to throw the person on his back off the ground. However, Tang Ying had grown up on horseback with Tang Yao like a monkey, and had even trained horses countless times, so he didn't take this level of threat seriously at all.
She grabbed the horse's mane with one hand and punched the horse's neck with the other hand, but her legs seemed to be rooted to the horse's belly, tightly clamped around the horse's belly, not moving at all.
The wild horse king felt pain and neighed even louder. He no longer rushed forward, but went mad and tried every means to knock Tang Ying down.
A Rong and the others were stunned and too frightened to move.
The Ninth Princess was deeply loved by the Emperor. They had followed the Ninth Princess to the Imperial Stables to sneak a peek at the legendary Wild Horse King. They knew that the horse was wild and difficult to tame. It would not only bite but also kick people. It would not allow anyone to get close to it, let alone ride on it.
Tang Ying grabbed the horse's mane and performed acrobatics on the horse's back while shouting angrily at A Rong and others: "Why don't you get up and run quickly? Are you waiting to be trampled to death?!"
This time, A Rong didn't bother to argue with her anymore. More than a dozen people supported him. He didn't care about the pain in his body and quickly hid to the side, fearing that he would be kicked and injured by the Wild Horse King the next moment.
When Fu Chen rode over, A Rong and the others also climbed up from the ground and hid aside. Seeing him, they were as if they had seen a god descending from heaven, and even their voices were delicate: "Commander Fu, help me——"
"Commander, help me—"
If you didn't look at Tang Ying who was playing a dangerous game with them, you would think they were in danger.
Fu Chen rode up to Tang Ying and stretched out his hand to her: "Girl, hold my hand." Unexpectedly, the woman on the horse could still pay attention to his words while mercilessly beating the wild horse king. She smiled brightly, her eyes were as bright as stars, and seemed to suck people in involuntarily: "No need, I think this beast has a big temper, let me play with it."
Fu Chen: “…”
Wei Beihou, who rushed over immediately after, heard her words from afar and felt so heartbroken that his liver was trembling: "You...you...stop it, are you playing? You are going to kill it!" Didn't you see that she punched the Wild Horse King's head and neck one by one?
Seeing this girl fighting with other girls didn't make me think she was cruel, but seeing her beating a horse made me feel like I was simply heartless, comparable to Fu Chen.
Shen Qian chased after her, holding his stomach. He felt sorry for the Wild Horse King being beaten by this savage girl, and kept shouting to stop her.
Tang Ying was in extreme danger at the moment. She was holding a handful of horse mane and half of her body was hanging on the horse's neck. She was about to be thrown off. The wild horse king was in sight of victory and jumped even more happily. Unexpectedly, she turned over and climbed up again, and continued to beat the wild horse king's head, and even hit his eyes and mouth...
Fortunately, the open space is large enough for a horse to run.
A Rong and others stood in a row against the back wall of Weibei Hou's house. After seeing Tang Ying's true fighting power with their own eyes, their faces turned pale.
A woman who was summoned today to fight Tang Ying for the first time complained, "Ah Rong, you didn't ask for details in advance. Even if we had ten more of her, we might not be able to defeat her. Aren't you asking the sisters to get beaten?"
A Rong: “…” I overestimated my teammates’ combat capability, what a shame!
Two hours later, the Golden Crow was about to fall, and golden rays of light were everywhere. Tang Ying, sweating profusely, lay on the belly of the Wild Horse King to rest. The Wild Horse King, which Lord Shen described as invincible and majestic, had a swollen head, bloodshot eyes, and a swollen mouth , but it lay on the ground docilely, allowing Tang Ying to rub against it again and again.
Fu Chen walked over and looked down at the girl in front of him. Her hair was already soaked with sweat, and the scattered hair stuck to her fair forehead. Both the man and the horse seemed to be extremely tired. They gave up the confrontation and reached a reconciliation.
" Girl, do you want me to help you up?"
A Rong and others who had gathered from afar looked at each other, suspecting that there was something wrong with their ears.
The Forbidden Cavalry Division was known for his cold-faced commander. Even when faced with the Ninth Princess's overtures and invitations, he managed to keep his cold face and remain unmoved. When had he ever been so kind to a woman?
"Let me... rest for a while." Tang Ying leaned against the wild horse king's warm belly, unwilling to move even a finger.
