Although Yu Guo has been in this village for a long time, he still maintains the habit of practicing martial arts every day. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Martial arts are not very sophisticated, but they are only one line away from breaking through to a first-class master.

The blue-robed man's casual blow, she could naturally sense it for the first time, not to mention that the two had known each other for many years, and she knew him better than the man himself.

Yu Guo turned around and knocked down the chopsticks with a wave of his hand, and left quickly.

The air pressure around the blue-robed man dropped rapidly, and his face was as deep as ink, and after a while, he laughed again.

Luoyang Fangjiazhuang Linglong Garden.

Yan Lingrong was lying on the couch coaxing Fang Shiji, Yan Juejue was sitting on the side, with a sewing basket on his lap, and the cut fabric in his hand was sewing finely. Outside the curtain, Fang Shixiong was sitting in front of the desk and reading the military book seriously.

Yan Juejue sewed a piece, then took it to compare it with Fang Shiji's small body, and then took it back and continued to sew.

"Makeup, don't worry. Sewing clothes where is so fast. Yan Lingrong put the sleeping Fang Shiji on the inside of the couch, leaned on the pillow and said.

Yan Juejue is not in a hurry, she originally wanted to buy a gift for Xiao Shiji in Chuzhou, but the younger brother said that she could buy it when she came back.

Who knew that this kid would come out in such a hurry, and he really caught her off guard.

"If I don't finish it in the next few days, I can't. The world is going to grow up. Little aunt, has the three baptismal rites of Shiji been done? Yan Juejue was in a hurry, but the work in her hands was still stable.

In the eight years in Bolingna, she was also proficient in poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The female red was also forced to learn, so it was naturally easy to make a small dress.

"He's only been born for a few days, so he won't be that soon. Xisan, your brother-in-law was originally talking about today, but you also know what happened in Zhuangzi, and it will be postponed until tomorrow. ”

Yan Lingrong didn't care, there were rumors about Fangjiazhuang in the rivers and lakes, Fang Yichuan naturally had a lot of things to deal with, and it didn't matter if Fang Shiji's baptism was pushed.

Yan Juejue nodded.

Also, what happened in the past few days is like a dream.

She just went back to Gusu, and when she came back, it became like this.

It's just that her strength is weak now, and even the sword moves can only be used in the book, so she can make do with light skills.

"Little aunt, when I went back to Gusu, Brother Ziyu gave me a sword that he fought himself. I think...... Worship the younger brother as a teacher. Thinking of this, Yan Juejue put down the needle and thread and said.

Yan Lingrong was stunned, Ziyu, sword.

"Brother Ziyu? Is it Lin Mo? The grandson of my sister-in-law's family? Yan Lingrong obviously focused his attention on the first half of the sentence.

"Well, my little aunt should have seen it." Yan Juejue saw that she didn't pursue the matter of apprenticeship, so she replied according to her words.

Yan Lingrong had seen him.

When she was young, Lin Mo would go to Gusu to live for a while every year, and after she married in Luoyang, Lin Mo also came a few times.

But she didn't pay much attention to him.

I heard that his father was a petty official in Langya.

I've never heard of him striking iron before.

What's more, Yan Juejue naturally wanted to learn swords when she stayed in Fangjiazhuang, how could she send a sword.

"He's also twenty, right, and he always goes to Gusu if he doesn't get married?" Yan Lingrong said with a frown.

Yan Lingrong didn't say it, and Yan Juejue didn't pay attention to it.

It has become a custom for Lin Mo to go to Gusu every year, but she never felt that there was anything wrong.

It's really strange to say this, but he is the Lin family, the Lin family doesn't care about him, and the Yan family is not easy to interfere.

It's just that he is still in charge of some things of the Yan family now, which is really incredible.

"I don't know, my aunt didn't pay attention to makeup without saying it." Yan Juejue grabbed the fabric again and continued to sew.

Yan Lingrong suddenly thought of a possibility and said, "He shouldn't want to marry Fat Qing, right?" ”

When Yan Jiaojiao was born, Yan Lingrong was also pregnant, and the first child always had a lot of scruples, and she didn't take her back to Gusu until Fang Meng was one year old.

Although Luoyang to Gusu can take the canal, it is not close after all, and then she will go back to Gusu at most once a year, and the number of times she has seen Yan Jiaojiao is really only a handful.

And she watched the makeup be born with her own eyes, although she was sent to Boling to raise since she was a child, but she went to get it back in person two years ago.

Emotions are naturally different.

What's more, the temperament of makeup is exactly what she likes.

She likes the vast world since she was a child, she doesn't like to be confined to the boudoir, and naturally she doesn't like to be dignified and docile like Fat Qing.

But men love such women the most.

Maybe Lin Mo just fell in love with Fat Qing.

Yan Juejue replied with a surprised face: "How come? Kyaukjiao is about to get married. ”

"Marriage? Zhiqing is nineteen years old and hasn't married yet, and his mother has made a marriage to Fat Qing! Whose family is it? Yan Lingrong's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous.

Yan Juejue didn't know why her aunt was so excited, so she had to tell the truth.

"Brother Shaojia...... Grandma is optimistic about others, and I don't know what will happen in the end. Kyaukjiao was given to the Yuwen family.

"Jing Zhaoyu Wen family?" Yan Lingrong asked.

"Yes, it's better to be Dugu's family, and it's convenient to meet in Luoyang City in the future." Yan Juejue nodded, and said to herself.

Yan Lingrong was stunned, it turned out to be true.

Who would have thought that the dignified Jing Zhaoyu Wen family would go to Gusu to marry the daughter of a rouge merchant?

But such an unthinkable thing really happened.

It's not for the Langya Yan family!

"You always have to get married after makeup, isn't it already good for you in Luoyang City?" Yan Lingrong put aside the thoughts in his mind and joked with a smile.

"Little aunt!" Yan Juejue shouted coquettishly, picked up the needlework basket and left.

She hadn't thought about marrying someone so far away.

She wants to be like those heroes, walking the rivers and lakes with swords, and living a chic life.

However, a young man in a green shirt suddenly appeared in his mind, with a face like jade, a flute in his hand, and a smile.

"I'll discuss your apprenticeship with your brother-in-law."

Yan Lingrong didn't leave her either, it was already time to make up, and she should go back to rest with makeup, and Yichuan was about to come back.

Yan Juejue thought that Yan Lingrong didn't pay attention to this matter, but when she heard her talk about it, she turned around and answered, and then left.

"Little sister, I'll go back with you." Fang Shixiong saw Yan Juejue leaving, and hurriedly called out to her, and then walked to the couch and said, "A-Niang, Shixiong will go back first." ”

"Go ahead, rest early." Yan Lingrong touched his head and said.

When Fang Shixiong pulled Yan Juejue to walk in the backyard, he ran into Little Brother Wang, who had just separated from Fang Sheng.

Seeing that her face was full of shame, Brother Wang felt strange, so he asked, "Is Makeup sick?" Why is your face so red? ”

Yan Juejue was naturally very happy to see Little Brother Wang, and stepped forward to hold him and said, "Master has good eyesight, but it's just a little hot." Why is Master and Fang Sheng together again? ”