The Empress' Livestream - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: You Want A Punch? (VI)

Jiang Pengji immediately shut up when she was yelled at. She watched coldly as Meng Liang continued to seek death. Who dared to go against him in Meng County?

Even gambling dens in Meng County were the same. The bosses would try to appease him and he would always win quite a bit of money when he went. Because of that, Meng Liang thought of himself as a god of gambling––but he was now at an impasse. They were in Hejian County, not Meng County. There was no one around to appease him.

Nongqin hugged the money closer to her. When she heard the amount, she paled.

“Langjun, this…” If they continued losing, she would not be able to leave with her Langjun.

“Don’t worry; this is a sham.” Jiang Pengji snorted. How would she not know what the gambling den is planning? Or rather, that was what she had planned.

Meng Liang lost while she won, and what was the inevitable connection?

Meng Liang was the Mengs’ son. He always had the best, whether it came to food or clothes. His mother was Meng Zhan’s favorite concubine, and also the one who controlled the household. Naturally, he could have whatever he wanted. His monthly allowance had so much excess that it was frightening.

His bets were always at least in the hundreds, and sometimes, they would even hit the thousands.

No one dared to win against him. Even if they did, Meng Liang would bring his retainers with him to their house. He brought disasters with him wherever he went.

For the current round, he had bet a thousand fine silver. Jiang Pengji gave a cold smile when the dealer smiled like a cat caught the canary.

“This Langjun here has accumulated a few thousand taels of debt. We are a small shop. If you can’t pay after you’re done, won’t we be losing out?” The dealer was putting on an act. He was trying to make it seem like he wanted Meng Liang to stop betting, but he was actually firing him up to play more.

Meng Liang smiled slyly. The dealer didn’t think he could afford it? What a laugh! How could they not know who he was?

“What are you blabbering about? Bet or no bet? Don’t be snobbish. You think I’ll try to take advantage of you over this bit of money?” Meng Liang smacked the table in annoyance. If it were not for his expensive clothes and handsome looks, he would have looked like a city hooligan.

The dealer did not even get angry with what Meng Liang had said. Instead, he smiled.

“Of course I can tell that your upbringing is different from ours. However, how would we know if you can produce real gold and silver? You’ve been flapping your gums and we have not seen any silver from you. If you do win, we will be the ones giving you real silver.”

Meng Liang was furious. If he were still in Meng County, nobody would dare to treat him like that.

Even though he was angry, Meng Liang truly did not have any fine silver on him. When he thought of that, he was even more infuriated.

When the dealer saw that Meng Liang could not produce any money, he gave a cold sigh.

“If you don’t have any money, then don’t come in here pretending you are rich. This is a gambling shop, not a charity hall. You have to pay your debts with money, as is the principles of heaven and earth. Scram. If you have no money, just say so. Don’t give me any fibs!”

After saying that, a few strong men in coarse hemp clothes surrounded Meng Liang. At that moment, Meng Liang was choking with rage from the dealer’s words.

When he had lost continually, he had to put a lid on his emotions. Then the dealer provoked him with his words and obviously scorned him. How could a spoiled brat like Meng Liang withstand such a thing?

In the past, he could kill the peasants who dared to go against him.

Meng Liang was not known for being patient or tolerant.

At that moment, Jiang Pengji figured that enough was enough and had stepped forward to try and stop him. In actual fact, she was fanning the flames. She appeared to be very troubled and charitable when she said, “Cousin, don’t fuss over the details with the common folk. Xi still has some taels…”

Meng Liang’s eyes were bloodshot with anger. He glared at her as though he was looking at his enemy. He lifted a hand and pushed her away. “Do you know who am I? Peasants! If you dare touch me, then try it!”

Meng Liang was no longer able to remain logical from the provocations he was receiving on all sides.

When the dealer heard his prideful words, he gave a cold sigh and ridiculed him. “I don’t care if your mother is a dragon or a tiger. Since you’re here, you better obey our rules! You can’t even bring out the money and you dare to create a scene!”

Meng Liang looked at the men closing in on him and yelled, “Get lost peasants! I am a descendant of General Meng! You dare touch me?” Meng Liang’s face was flushed with anger when he slapped a guard’s hand away. “Meng Zhan is my father!”

Got it! Jiang Pengji watched the scene unfold with a smile. Meng Liang had said the most important words.

“Who the hell is Meng Zhan? I have not heard of him!” The dealer laughed while he pointed at Meng Liang. “You brat, you still dare to say you’re General Meng’s descendant? You can’t even afford your own bets and you claim to be his descendant? Grab him!”

Nongqin turned pale immediately as the strong men moved towards her and her Langjun.

Crash!

Before Nongqin could regain her senses, the man reaching towards her flew away with a strong hit. He crashed into the next table and the silver taels clattered to the floor.

Everyone froze. What… just… happened?

Jiang Pengji quickly drew her leg back and smirked. “Don’t bully my page boy. He’s still young.”

She had kicked the man. It had happened so fast that no one could react.

“What are you standing around for? Let’s go!” Jiang Pengji pulled a long fan from her sleeve and hit another man’s face, drawing blood.

Meng Liang quickly regained himself, but he did not want to leave just like that.

“If you peasants dare make a move, I’ll send the Meng army for your hides!”

The people were dumbfounded by Jiang Pengji’s actions but Meng Liang, the ignorant fool, worsened things with his provocations. None of the men cared if the three of them were nobility or not––they were now out for their blood.

Jiang Pengji was skilled, and even with Nongqin hindered her movements, she could still take the men out easily.

Due to her attire, however, she could not use much of her legs to fight and had to rely on her arms.

Would anyone be able to stand up against her? Someone who had undergone special training? If things did not go her way, she could easily dislocate the other’s joints.

When the gamblers on the first floor noticed the disturbance, they quickly grabbed the taels off the table and made their leave in the midst of the confusion.

Other gamblers thought the same and within a second, the whole place turned chaotic.

Jiang Pengji went to protect Nongqin; she did not really care about Meng Liang.

Meng Liang came to his senses from the chaotic scene before him. His cheeks turned pale and he looked battered and exhausted. What made him uneasy was, when he was about to leave the place, Jiang Pengji’s voice sounded in his ears.