Leng Junling does not have any so-called morality, naturally the more he can hit the Han family, the better, Han Zhaoguo was taken away for investigation, it can be said that it was forcibly acquired, the gun is on the neck, it is impossible for these companies of the Han family to be owners, but this is not all the background of the Han family, the old man of the Han family also has a lot of shares in his hands, but there are very few that can still be held in his hands at this time, as for the money to buy shares, the company will naturally not spit it out again, but then he was asked to go to investigate, and the crime was deducted from illegal fund-raising and malicious fraud more than 10 times, and everyone who hit was caught off guard, and the money in his hand was not yet hot and was watched being frozen as physical evidence, even people were taken away for investigation, and for a while people were panicked, the big tree of the Han family was cut by Leng Junling from the roots! Every day after lunch, Sir Duowei will carry Leng Junling to the yard to practice for a few hours, although most of Sir Duowei are sitting on the side and laughing at Leng Junling's troubles, but after half a month, Leng Junling not only has some simple swordsmanship foundation, but her body is also much better, and she has grown ten centimeters, which finally let her get rid of the embarrassing situation of being as high as the sword!

Leng Junling has actually been very strange, as a nobleman, why would the Contantin family take such good care of their little orphan, although they still have to do some simple chores, but in this year, even Lady Anna has to go to the field to farm with the farmer or go out hunting with the hunter, raising one more child will still make life a lot more burdensome, but the people in the Contantine fiefdom are very friendly, and the difficult life does not polarize people's identities, but becomes more and more harmonious!

In general, except for not being able to see her brother Dante, Leng Junling's life is still very comfortable now!Of course, except when Sir Dowey taught her to practice swordsmanship!

Flashing with bright light, Leng Junling heard that his head was full of black lines, and he subconsciously looked at his little bean Ding figure and looked at Sir Duowei's beer belly like six months pregnant, and only felt a burst of despair!

Pitifully stared at Sir Duowei with wide eyes to dispel this ridiculous idea, but Sir Duowei turned a blind eye, and happily reached out and patted Leng Junling's shoulder and pushed her towards the forest: "Come on, my little lion, it will be interesting!"

"I just think that I will be scolded by Mrs. Anna if I come back with mud again!" Thinking about the spicy Mrs. Anna, Leng Junling wrinkled her little face like a little bitter gourd!

"Well, don't think too much about my child, what you need is courage and the courage to go forward and conquer difficulties, I guess this little trouble will not bother you, right?"

"You just fool me, I'm really a coaxing three-year-old child!" Leng Junling slandered in his heart, pouting and reluctantly dragged into the forest by Sir Dowe!

The forest in winter is very cold, just a few days ago the first heavy snow of winter, the whole forest in the land is muddy, not yet to the time of freezing, as soon as the foot steps down, it will leave a deep imprint, people have short calves, Leng Junling is walking more and more laborious, Sir Duowei is not affected at all in front of him with his head held high, looking at Leng Junling's appearance of falling down several times laughed and kept urging: "Hurry up, child, the birds will fly away if they rub again!"

"Sir Dwee, in addition to crows and owls in winter, where are there birds, you lie!" Leng Junling frowned, and his heart was so depressed that he was about to vomit blood. It's really unbearable to toss Sir Duowei every day, how did this uncle come up with these messy things, can't he teach her swordsmanship moves well?

"I don't lie, you see!" Sir Duowei stretched out his finger to his lips and made a quiet gesture, that is, he turned Leng Junling's head back, and following Sir Duowei's fingers, Leng Junling found that the pheasant that had been yellowish five meters away was looking down at the snowdrift, followed by a nest of chicks covered with gray-brown spots!

"Look, my child, there's broth to drink tonight!"

Looking at Sir Dwee with disdain, this is what you call a bird, but you're a glutton, aren't you············

Leng Junling, who was shaken again, looked at the covetous gaze of the pheasant in Sir Duowei's eyes and immediately rolled his eyes, how did this Mr. Sir become a nobleman, Aunt Meney said that this Sir was brave and good at fighting when he was young, but now Leng Junling has deep doubts about Aunt Menny's statement, and now Sir Duowei only looks like a noble lord in stature!

For Leng Junling's suspicious gaze, Sir Duowei coughed lightly twice, and directly pushed Leng Junling forward: "Tonight's broth depends on you, oh little girl, go quickly, conquer your prey!"

The corners of Leng Junling's mouth couldn't help twitching, he was no longer able to complain, he didn't have a bow and arrow in his hand, he could only step into the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and approached the prey little by little!

The prey in the forest in winter has always been the ration of the people in the fiefdom, seeing that these animals are all learned, instinctively flapping their wings and about to run, Leng Junling sighed, his legs were forced, and he suddenly accelerated towards the panicked pheasant and pounced on him, only to see the other party's wings, fluttering over Leng Junling's head, and instantly Leng Junling used too much force and plunged into the snowdrift at once, a few chicken feathers fell, and Sir Duowei immediately held the beer belly and laughed!

"Uh, damn it!" Leng Junling got up from the snow in embarrassment, slapped the snowflakes on his body vigorously and became angry, his eyes stared at the pheasant that seemed to be laughing at himself at this time, and rushed forward again!

Constantly jumping, rolling, and fluttering, the pheasant is like a hanging, and the tossing Leng Junling is miserable, not to mention that he didn't even touch the other party's tail, Sir Duowei on the side has been paralyzed by laughter, and he is still waving his arms and shouting: "That's it, little lion, work harder, be more flexible, yes, be steady under your feet, jump higher, do a good job my little girl!"

Leng Junling was already crazy, at this time, his head was empty, and there was only the pheasant in front of him, jumping up and down in the snow and fluttering, and unconsciously moving more and more flexible!

At this time, Sir Duowei had already laughed to the point of anger, and looked at Leng Jun Ling Tieqing's little face before he could barely straighten his face and said seriously: "Little girl, how can you learn swordsmanship well if you can't even catch a pheasant, superb swordsmanship is not just a rigid move, but the coordination and flexibility of all parts of your entire body, swordsmanship is ever-changing and inexhaustible, I think you have a deep understanding today!"