After setting Xiaolian's lifelong event, Li Nianxian's whole person was a lot easier, and the depression, depression, and loss of the previous days became a little lighter at this moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Miss, are you tired, or else, take a break", Xiaofeng Xiaoyu saw that Li Nianxian's forehead was slightly sweaty, so she said loudly.

"It's not too tiring, but it's good to take a break and have a cup of tea."

So they stopped, walked to a nearby teahouse, and found a place to sit by the window.

On the street, people come and go, and on a sunny day, it is very lively.

The vendor over there squeaked across the road with a wooden cart, stopped at a nearby corner, then set up the cart, put the towel on his shoulder, and began to sell it.

The morning sun had just risen in the sky, and the wet water that had been poured on the road last night was half dry.

The sunlight shines on the eaves opposite, shining on the wooden beams of the eaves, whether light or dark, old or new, making this small city look peaceful and vibrant.

A lot of people gradually gathered in the teahouse, and at this time, a half-hundred-year-old man in a long robe came out of the back hall, holding a startling wood in his left hand and shaking a chicken feather fan in his right hand, but it was the storyteller who came out to tell the story.

The tea drinkers suddenly cheered up, turned their heads away, and focused their attention on the storyteller.

"Smack!" , Jingtangmu patted it gently, and the storyteller stirred his lips and began to talk eloquently.

"But it is said that at the end of the ninth year of the Tang Dynasty, there was a hero Zhao Invincible, who was born out of nowhere, led 800 martial arts masters, broke the 30,000 troops of the Jin State, and went out of the Yumen Pass alone, and assassinated dozens of Jin generals in the north courtyard of the Jin Kingdom, causing the Jin Kingdom to be panicked and ......."

Zhao Qi listened to the martial arts story again, and couldn't help but be curious: "What, is there really a martial arts master in this world?" ”。

Xiaolian was still blushing at this time and didn't dare to look up, while Li Nianxian shook her head, she didn't know much about this aspect.

However, a nurse named Li Zhong next to him listened to it, and said with a smile: "Steward Zhao, of course I have a martial arts master in the Great Song Dynasty, before the villain was taken in by the master, he also mixed in the martial arts for a period of time, but my three-legged cat kung fu is not in the stream at all, mixed around, almost starved to death, martial arts rivers and lakes, rivers and lakes martial arts, it is a very mysterious place."

"Huh? Brother Li used to mix martial arts!? When Zhao Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said secretly: "There is really martial arts, it seems that this period of history has changed a lot."

He poured a cup of tea, handed it to Li Zhong, and asked: "I don't know the master of martial arts, but he is as powerful as this storyteller said, why kill a small army with one enemy and one sword, these should be blown, right?" ”。

Li Zhong hurriedly bent down slightly, held the teacup with both hands, then thought about it, and said: "I don't know if you can destroy an army with a sword, but with one enemy and one hundred, there are indeed such masters, I have seen one."

"At that time, a few friends and I promised a rich businessman to accompany him to Dongchuan, walking the mountain road at night, but I didn't expect to meet hundreds of mountain bandits, who couldn't live anymore, but that day I was lucky, just in time for a noble person to pass by, he was only followed by a guard, just that one, he killed more than a dozen mountain bandits, and the rest of the mountain bandits were scared of the ass and urine, and fled into the mountains."

Zhao Jie's mood couldn't help but become active, if it was only a dozen ten, then maybe some special forces or warrior monks in the previous life could do it, but even if the people in the previous life were powerful, it would never be possible to fight a hundred people.

There is no other reason, if you fight ten, you can fight quickly, and if you fight a hundred, the other party will form a circle with you, then you need to have super physical fitness.

In other words, if you can fight a hundred, such a master must have a strong physical fitness, Zhao Jue doesn't need to think about it, it is internal strength!

Skills! Obediently, that's a mysterious and mysterious legend level!

Once you have internal strength, you will not be easy to get sick, your qi volume will increase greatly, and even your life span will be greatly extended.

If you can learn internal skills, you don't have to go to the rivers and lakes, but just experience the feeling of flying eaves and walking on the wall, and it is very burning to think about!

"Ahem, Brother Li, this, do you know how many such masters there are, and how much money do you have to pay if you want to worship them as teachers? Is fifty taels enough? ”。

Li Zhong twitched his cheeks, and said with a reluctant smile: "Manager Zhao, I don't know how many masters there are, but fifty taels seems to be not enough, of course, there are exceptions, if some martial arts masters value your qualifications, they don't want anything, and they will teach you, but very little."

Zhao Yi couldn't help but be slightly disappointed, and sighed: "I still want to save money and make up a few dozen taels for two years, it seems that there is no fun."

Xiaofeng Xiaoyu stood beside Li Nianxian, looking at Xiaolian, who was still holding Zhao Jue's hand with a red face, and just pursed her lips and snickered.

At this time, the shocking sound sounded again, and a heroic story that could be sung and cried came to an end.

The teahouse erupted in loud applause, and while the listeners were excited about the stories of the rivers and lakes, they were also scolding and scolding those Jin Dynasty people for their viciousness and cruelty.

And Li Nianxian listened quietly, frowning slightly, and his originally relaxed expression became gloomy again.

Because the storyteller finally said: "No matter how powerful a woman is, she will never want to conquer our iron-clad ...... in China."

Of course, he deliberately portrayed the Jurchens as women, so as to deepen the emotions of the listeners and make them feel that he was a majestic man.

But these unintentional words touched Li Nianxian's heart again.

The belonging of the Li family, her future fate, and her future path seem to have become something with no choice under the pressure of the times.

No one will think that she can support the Li family, and no one will be willing to help her fight for a while, whether she has such talent or not.

In the prosperous Great Song Dynasty, there may not be no women like her in the territory of more than one million square kilometers, but the final outcome must be to let go, marry a man, raise a family, or live happily or unhappily.

Li Nianxian took a sip of tea, but the tea was already cold, and when it reached his mouth, he couldn't drink what it tasted like.

"Huh?" , Zhao Yu asked Li Zhong about some things in the rivers and lakes, turned his head, and suddenly saw Li Nianxian's expression, his heart moved slightly, remembering what Xiaolian had said to him before, he already knew what Li Nianxian was worried about.

He looked at Xiaolian, grabbed her jade hand and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, looking at her pretty face that was getting redder, he was very satisfied.

Anyway, since people gave me a personal maid as a daughter-in-law, I always have to make a plan for this young lady, after all, if she is good, Xiaolian can be good, Xiaolian is good, and I can also mix up my personal appearance in this Li Mansion.

Thinking of this, Zhao Jie smiled slightly, and whispered to Li Nianxian: "Miss, the story of Mr. Storyteller just now is really boring and boring, when Zhao Jie was studying before, he also read a lot of anecdotes in an ancient book, which is much more interesting than this."

"You can tell stories!?" , Xiaofeng Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly widened, and she looked at Zhao Yu curiously.

And Xiaolian also raised her head slightly, glanced at Zhao Jue, and whispered: "Why did I never know that you still had such skills?" ”。

"Hehe, I'll have a chance to tell you about it in the future."

"Who wants you to talk about ......", Xiaolian suddenly lowered her head in shame.

Li Nianxian smiled slightly and said, "This girl, what Zhao Jue said is right, in the future, you can go to him to listen to the story, Zhao Jue, what do you want to say, I want you to tell."

Zhao Qi looked at the tea guests around him and paid attention to the storyteller, and didn't pay attention to this side, so he cleared his throat, picked up the teacup and simulated the shocking wood, gently put it on the table, and said: "This story is called the legend of Wu Zetian, I don't know which dynasty...... Let's say it was during the Sui and Tang dynasties, there was a poor Wu family in the Sui and Tang dynasties, and a little Lori was born this year...... Oh, it's a girl, named Mei Niang, from the moment she was born, she was destined to have a treacherous and extraordinary life ...... in the future."

The sun is just right, the street is still full of people, and the voices in the teahouse are low and high, most of which are the cheers of tea customers.

In such a peaceful time, Wu Zetian's story was slowly told from Zhao Xu's mouth.