The Daily Life Of Mei Furen Doting On Her Husband - Chapter 15

When Wu Zhen mentioned hunting wild geese, the others naturally responded with enthusiasm. They went home, took their horses, gathered their bows and swords, and brought along their trained hunting dogs and falcons. Then, they headed out of the city in a grand, spirited procession.

Although this group of young dandies had a reputation for being uneducated, they were not entirely clueless. Each had their own talents: everyone could ride a horse, hunt, and play polo. For instance, Mei Si excelled at painting, Cui Jiu was skilled at playing the guqin, Xie Shi was a proficient sword dancer, Miss Sun was adept at making incense, and two of them were particularly excellent archers.

They were born into good families and were exposed to many things. They knew some skills to show off, and only a few knew nothing. Even Young Master Lu, who had constantly been against Wu Zhen because of Huzhu, had good calligraphy.

A group of people gathered at the city gate. Wu Zhen wore a dark blue collared robe, and her hair was not tied up in a woman’s bun but gathered in black gauze, completely dressed as a man. At first glance, she appeared to be a handsome man. She was lightly dressed, with only a bow on her back and two quivers on her horse’s back. Seeing the others carrying falcons and hunting dogs, she couldn’t help but sneer, “We are going to hunt geese today, not to hunt in the mountains. Are you taking them for a ride?”

Several young men wanted to show off, but after hearing what Wu Zhen said, they all laughed dryly and asked the servants behind them to take the falcons and dogs back home. After a delay, everyone left the city. Wu Zhen was the first to run in front, and the dozen horses behind her were three or four horse lengths behind. They ran all the way to a large lake at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. Wu Zhen slowed down her horse, and the others caught up with her, panting.

“Sister Zhen, it’s rare to see wild geese at this time of year. Are there really geese here?” Asked a young man, wiping the sweat from his head.

Wu Zhen looked at the rolling green waves by the lake and suddenly raised her lips, saying, “I asked the farmers nearby, and they said they saw a few wild geese here recently.”

“Oh, but why did you come here to hunt geese out of nowhere?”

“You must have wanted to eat this suddenly.”

A few people chatted while looking for the tracks of wild geese.

“Sister Zhen often gets inspired and does whatever she wants. How can you guess?”

“Tsk, we can’t guess it. Can you, Mei Si, guess it?”

“Maybe… maybe she’s going to propose marriage,” Mei Si joked casually, and everyone laughed again.

Wu Zhen: “…”

Ignoring the boys playing behind her, she focused on finding the wild geese. She walked deeper into the knee-deep grass and smelled the fresh scent of grass. It was the same scent that the oldest son of the Mei family had on his body yesterday afternoon. It seemed he had indeed shot a wild goose here the day before.

“Ah! There!” Miss Sun, with her keen eyesight, spotted the trace of a wild goose in the sky and immediately exclaimed. No sooner had she spoken than a sound of something breaking through the air was heard, followed by the wild goose letting out a mournful cry and falling.

The arrow was shot by Wu Zhen. Her reaction was faster than anyone else’s, and her archery skills were the most proficient. Before the others could react, her arrow had already flown.

The arrow pierced the goose’s wing, so the goose did not die but fell into the grass, crying. Wu Zhen dismounted, walked into the grass, and tied up the goose. She picked it up and examined it but was not satisfied.

Mei Si and his friends gathered around, and someone excitedly suggested, “Let’s find a restaurant today and have them roast the goose, spread some sauce on it, and eat it. Even though it’s a little thin, it’s still fresh.”

Wu Zhen didn’t even raise her head. “If you want to eat it, go get it yourself. I have other uses for this.”

Mei Si laughed, “Sister Zhen, you wouldn’t really use this goose to propose marriage, would you? Hahaha~”

Wu Zhen glanced at him and thought, if you knew who I was going to give this goose to, you probably wouldn’t be able to laugh anymore.

With Wu Zhen leading the way, the others were eager to shoot some geese. However, after an afternoon, although they caught more wild birds and rabbits, they found no more wild geese. Only Wu Zhen had tied seven wild geese in a string. There was no other way. As long as Wu Zhen made a move, they were doomed to lose. Every time they saw traces of a wild goose, before they could draw their bows, Wu Zhen’s arrows had already been shot and hit the target. They had no chance to intervene.

“Okay, it’s getting late. Let’s go back,” Wu Zhen said, riding in front, with the others following behind.

Cui Jiu had been eyeing her wild geese all the way. After entering the city, he finally couldn’t help but say, “Sister Zhen, what do you want so many wild geese for? Why don’t you give us two to eat?”

In fact, they didn’t really want to eat wild geese. After all, it wasn’t a delicacy. But they had gone hunting for wild geese and couldn’t catch any, which inevitably frustrated them. They felt the need to bring something back.

Wu Zhen said, “No.”

Everyone was surprised to hear her refusal. Their sister was usually very generous and wouldn’t be stingy with just a few wild geese. But the fact was that she had refused twice. Suddenly, everyone became curious. What special use did Sister Zhen have for these wild geese?

When they reached the East Market, Wu Zhen separated from the others. The men and women, who were supposed to go back to their own homes, looked at each other for a moment and then quietly followed Wu Zhen. They were genuinely curious about what Wu Zhen was planning to do.

They followed Wu Zhen carefully all the way, and everyone noticed that she did not return to Daning Lane but instead entered Changle Street.

“Changle Street? There aren’t any famous brothels in Changle Street, right?”

“As far as I know, there aren’t any particularly good restaurants or taverns.”

“Could it be that Sister Zhen is here to visit a friend?”

“I’ve never heard of anyone we know living on Changle Street.”

Thinking back to the friends they knew in their circle, it seemed that no one really lived there. Everyone became more curious, except for Mei Si. He watched Wu Zhen walk towards a familiar house, and his expression grew increasingly strange.

Cui Jiu noticed his odd expression and nudged him with his arm, “Hey, what’s going on? You look like you’re holding your pee.”