The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

After the news spread that the prince of Nanyue was going to compete with Miss Su in pitch-pot, the pitch-pot area next to the waterside pavilion was packed with people.

Murong Yan and Nan Yue have already formed a team, but no one dares to join Su Qianqian's team.

Because although many people wanted to help, they didn't have enough confidence to help Su Qianqian win the competition.

Take Feng Yuanxi, for example. He was filled with regret at this moment, pounding his head in frustration. He regretted not practicing pitch-pot properly before, so that he couldn't help Miss Su at this crucial moment.

Princess Zhaohua also wanted to help, but she was very self-aware and knew that her skills were really not good. Although she played this game often, she had no talent at all.

Murong Yan sneered, "Miss Su, aren't you very capable? Why is no one willing to team up with you? It seems you're not very popular."

She had already observed the young masters and ladies present, and the only one who was truly remarkable was Xuanyuan Jing from the Xuanyuan family. Xuanyuan Jing had won first place in the pitch-pot competition held at the Xuanyuan Mansion when he was ten years old, making him a naturally gifted player.

However, because of the marriage agreement between the Xuanyuan family and the Murong family, it is impossible for the Xuanyuan family to help Miss Su deal with the Murong family.

"Miss Su, if you can't gather three people, you lose."

At this moment, Xuanyuan Jing broke free from his sister Xuanyuan Yue's grasp and stepped forward.

"I'd like to team up with Miss Su for the competition."

Murong Yan never expected that Xuan Yuan Jing would stand up to help Su Qianqian despite Xuan Yuan Yue's desperate pleas and the old lady's dissuasion.

Murong Yan walked around the Xuanyuan Mirror, wondering when the relationship between the two had become so good.

But it's okay, we still don't have enough people.

"Oh, now that one more has arrived, there are only two of us. We're still one short. If we can't make it to three, then you'll have to admit defeat."

After Murong Yan finished speaking, she covered her mouth and let out a silvery laugh.

Then, Murong Yan saw Meng Baozhu being pushed out by Meng Yuqing.

"Oh, Miss Su, your third team member has arrived."

Meng Baozhu quickly waved to the onlookers, "No, I didn't come to join. I can't do it. I don't know how to play pitch-pot. I can't hurt Sister Su. I was pushed here by Meng Yuqing."

Fifth Master Meng of the Meng family was also present today.

His wife was in poor health and only gave birth to Meng Baozhu. The huge family fortune was to be handed over to Meng Baozhu in the future.

But he was really worried.

Meng Baozhu is usually very timid and dares not do anything. Now she doesn't even dare to participate in the competition and actually cried in public.

Sigh, he wanted to teach his daughter, but he couldn't bear to be strict with her, which is why she became so timid.

Master Meng wanted to go up and take Baozhu out, but he held back.

Baozhu will have to stand on her own sooner or later, so we have no choice but to reluctantly let her take the position.

Master Meng ordered two old women to drag Meng Yuqing away; the Meng family had no need for someone like Meng Yuqing who betrayed them.

Looking at Meng Baozhu, who was trembling and unsteady on her feet, Murong Yan thought she was a good team member.

With Meng Baozhu joining the team, Su Qianqian would have no chance of winning unless the sun rose in the west.

Moreover, the arrows that the Seventh Prince had brought were the kind they used in Nan Yue. Apart from her, the Seventh Prince, and the Third Prince, no one else could control these arrows.

Murong Yan pushed the sobbing Meng Baozhu next to Su Qianqian, "Alright, Meng Baozhu is standing next to Miss Su, so she is the third team member. Now that everyone is here, we can start now."

Su Qianqian helped Meng Baozhu up, squeezed Meng Baozhu's wrist and said, "Don't worry, I'm here for you."

Children can only be coaxed. Su Qianqian took the large peach from Xiangming's hand and handed it to Meng Baozhu, "Don't you like to eat these peaches? Here, eat up."

Meng Baozhu focused entirely on eating the peaches and finally stopped trembling.

Feng Yuanxi: My peaches! It was agreed that the peaches Xiangming had were to be given to me as compensation, but I traded my father's reputation for them!

The person in charge of hosting the competition was Imperial Censor Kong, who had a very serious expression.

After inspecting the bronze pot and peacock feather arrows, Imperial Censor Kong announced on the spot: "Because the arrows for the competition have been changed to those provided by the Seventh Prince of Nanyue, each person will have three opportunities to practice throwing the pot before the competition to ensure fairness."

Murong Yan, along with the Third Prince and the Seventh Prince, participated in the pitching game first. Their arrows all hit the target, and each of them successfully threw all three arrows into the pot.

When it was Meng Baozhu's turn to practice, she threw the arrows one by one with red eyes. As a result, all three arrows landed some distance away from the bronze pot.

This drew a lot of laughter.

Murong Yan and the Seventh Prince exchanged a glance, both absolutely certain that Su Qianqian would not only lose, but would lose miserably.

Meng Baozhu was so angry that her whole body was trembling.

Su Qianqian pressed Meng Baozhu down into a chair and handed her a clean handkerchief.

"Alright, stop crying. Xiangming has the half peach you left over. Go ahead and eat it."

After taking a bite of the peach, Meng Baozhu calmed down a lot. "Waaah, Sister Su, if we lose the competition, my dad will make up for the money you lost."

When it was Xuanyuan Jing's turn to practice, the first and second arrows he threw missed, but the third arrow hit the target.

Su Qianqian raised her hand and clapped. As expected of a pitch-pot genius, she had already become familiar with the peacock feather arrows specially made by the Seventh Prince after only three practice sessions.

Foodies are simple-minded. Xuan Yuanjing blushed and said, "Miss Su, after we win the competition, I don't want the prize money. I just want all the little cakes."

Murong Yan sneered, "Xuanyuan Jing, you teamed up with two useless people and you still dare to dream of winning the competition? Are you daydreaming? No matter how powerful you are, Xuanyuan Jing, it's useless. With Meng Baozhu dragging us down, our total score is impossible to be high."

When it was Su Qianqian's turn to practice with three arrows, she gave it up directly.

"I'm skipping practice and going straight to the competition."

The Seventh Prince sneered. These specially made arrows are impossible to control without practice, so Su Qianqian is doomed to lose today.

I think I'll win today's pitching game, so I feel like the prize money is still too little.

The Seventh Prince suggested, "The competition hasn't even started yet, so I propose increasing the prize money. I'll add two more 10,000-tael silver notes as prize money."

The competition was hosted by Imperial Censor Kong, who felt that adding extra challenges at the last minute was unfair.

The Seventh Prince is clearly bullying people. Everyone present can see that Miss Su's side is bound to lose. The Seventh Prince is actually adding more money at this critical moment. Isn't he just blatantly trying to rip people off?

He was about to say no, but Su Qianqian spoke first.

"Alright, since the Seventh Prince has increased it to 50,000 taels, I'll also increase it to 50,000 taels, for a total bonus of 100,000 taels."

Master Meng knew that his daughter was definitely a liability, so he decided that he would compensate Miss Su for her losses after they lost the competition.