Although Ling Xian was in a weak position, he still stared at Zhao Xian's eyes fiercely, and slowly, a hint of a sarcastic smile appeared, and he gritted his teeth and said, "The blacksmith dances the big sword, but it is a little brute. ”

"What is this doing?" Hu Yidao swallowed melon seeds, poked the half-size child next to him, his face was full of doubts, and the half-size child shrugged his nose and shook his head to show that he didn't understand.

Zhao Xian didn't kill Ling Xian, Huang Tiantian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the fragrant sweat on his forehead, retreated to Hu Yidao and sat down not far away, and explained: "Scholar, it's normal to not be good at martial arts, and if you can't fight martial arts, you naturally have to find a way back in learning, Zhao Xian is a stupid big man, I guess there is really no way." ”

In this era, the literati wore swords, most of them were ornaments, for self-cultivation, and there were few who really used them to fight, and they were proud of themselves in terms of knowledge, and it was normal for a scholar to beat a blacksmith, as long as the article was done well, there was no shame in saying it. Zhao Xian has no elegance at all, and he is a blacksmith, and he is famous for not studying seriously since he was a child, so Huang Tiantian has no confidence in him.

Sure enough, when Zhao Xian heard this, the strength in his hand relaxed, and he heard Ling Xian ridiculing him that he only had one strength, he was a rough man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, if he couldn't refute it, it meant that this rebuttal was right, and he couldn't scold it back, 'The blacksmith dances the big knife, but it's a little brute', it is obviously a teasing upper link, he must make a suitable lower link.

Seeing that Zhao Xian didn't speak for a long time, Ling Xian couldn't help but feel proud in his eyes, and the pain of being pressed by the big knife was also a little lighter, he gritted his teeth and smiled: "Zhao Dazhu, why don't you speak?" If you can't come up, just say it, this son doesn't care about you..."

Zhao Xian was angry and funny, he dared to be arrogant at this point, he looked at the broken sword in Ling Xian's hand, and said casually: "The scholar makes the broken sword, leaving only one mouth." ”

As soon as Zhao Xian's voice fell, Huang Tiantian's apricot eyes widened, his little face was full of incredulity, and Hu Yidao, who was happy to see it next to him, but didn't know what to do, came to Huang Tiantian in desperation and asked, "Boss Huang, can you explain?" ”

Huang Tiantian reacted, looked at Zhao Xian a few times, nodded and praised: "Ling Xian's" blacksmith dance broadsword, but a little brute force", is to say that Zhao Xian has only one strength in his body, and he is a rough man who can only swing a knife and slash indiscriminately, and Zhao Xian's "scholar makes a broken sword, leaving only a mouth", which means that Ling Xian can't even keep his sword, he is a person who can only play tricks, although the upper and lower links are not very good, but Zhao Xian is good at all, and the meaning is not inferior at all, according to the rules, it should be Zhao Xiansheng, is this guy a little capable! ”

Huang Tiantian blinked his eyes and looked at Zhao Xian carefully, his eyes were full of surprise.

"That's it!" When Hu Yidao heard that Zhao Xian had won, he immediately patted his chest, raised his thumb and said proudly: "Our brother Xian, but a scholar, sang a song 'Eighteen Touches', and sang the little dream girl of the old Wang family outside the city...... Yes! Don't hit me, I was wrong... Brother Xian, save me..."

Ling Xian was choked by Zhao Xian's 'only one mouth', his face was red, he wanted to tease Zhao Xian, but he thought of lifting a stone to hit his own feet, and he smashed it very accurately, and he couldn't think of a rebuttal in a short time, he couldn't help but froze, frowning and thinking.

Zhao Xian was stunned when he saw this, he didn't expect this guy to be a nerd, the first time he saw such a fight, he was a person with no morality, and he didn't beat you to death when he saw that you lost his mind.

"Stop it!!"

Just when Ling Xian frowned and thought hard, the door of Ling's Mansion suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man with a kind face walked out of it, this person's name is Ling Yixiang, Changzhou is respectfully called 'Ling Lao', Ling Lao is more than fifty years old, but he looks only about forty years old, which shows that he usually maintains it regularly. Behind him was the cautious little white fat man, as well as a few other domestic servants.

"I've seen Master Ling!" Huang Tianba still had a lot of respect for this time, so he hurriedly let go of Hu Yidao and bowed.

Ling Lao nodded at Huang Tiantian, there was a hint of affinity in his eyes, although Ling Yue, the little white fat man behind him, was full of fear.

Ling Lao turned his head and clapped his hands, and said heartily: "Zhao Xian Xiaoyou is both civil and military, the old man is admired, Xian'er is young and ignorant, and he is disrespectful, please don't mind." ”

The elders came out of the round, of course Zhao Xian was not good to continue to clean up Ling Xian, he took advantage of the situation to withdraw the big knife, saluted the old man, and said: "Ling Lao is serious, it's just a matter of learning between friends, why don't you mind." ”

The Ling family's Caoyun business is run by Mr. Ling, so he is very influential in Changzhou, whether it is ** Baidao, he will give him a few thin noodles, and the flower language is the gentleman of the private school, Ling Lao has also visited a few times, and Zhao Xian recognizes it.

"Good, good! is worthy of being Mr. Hua's younger brother, and he will become a great weapon in the future. Ling Lao praised him, and asked his subordinates to help Ling Xian up and send him back to the mansion.

After Zhao Xian muttered a few words, he said goodbye to the gate of Lingfu who had evacuated with people, and returned to Osmanthus Lane alone.

In the evening, because it was winter, the sky had slowly darkened, and the flower language had not come back, Zhao Xian was on the recliner under the flower stand, drinking stuffy wine alone, the flower stand was bare, and from time to time there was a burst of snowflakes falling and falling on Zhao Xian's body, because he frowned and thought, he didn't notice the snow on his body.

Although he won the battle today, Ling Xian's words pierced his heart word by word, he ran to this world in a daze, and more than ten years later, he has indeed achieved nothing until now.

Zhao Xian didn't think about making a career because he was a child before, but this year, 'he' is seventeen years old, and he can't be a blacksmith for the rest of his life, at least he has to give Huayu a good home, so that she can live happily for the rest of her life.

Huayu and Zhao Xian have been together for many years, caring for him meticulously, Zhao Xian has no doubt, as long as there is no accident, Huayu can take care of him silently for a lifetime, this is just Zhao Xian's intuition, he doesn't understand why Huayu did this, Huayu was just a twenty-eight-year-old girl, with the most precious years of a woman's life, raising a baby who was abandoned in the wilderness, Zhao Xian couldn't figure out what her purpose was.

Huayu is indeed very kind, but sympathizing with the baby, it is completely possible to bring it home, but Huayu did not do this. She lives in seclusion in Changzhou, Zhao Xian has never seen a relative looking for flowers, nor has she ever shown affection for a man, she is just an ordinary woman, what is she making such a big sacrifice for?

Zhao Xian lay on the chair, watching the snowflakes slowly falling from the sky, as if he had just come to this world, opened his eyes, and saw the first picture, there was a dead silence around him, and only the snow and the sound of the wind accompanied him. He took out a small cloth bag in his arms, opened it and looked at it carefully, inside was a small pendant, silver, very beautiful, it used to be a long-life lock, it had been worn around his neck for more than ten years, and after many years in the blink of an eye, Zhao Xian understood some clues.

Back then, he was abandoned in the wilderness, there were no households within a few miles, and a lonely woman could not 'happen to appear' by his side to rescue him, and he lived in seclusion in Changzhou without the slightest complaint and raised him. The only possibility is that 'he' has a special identity, the baby he possesses has a special identity, and Huayu knows everything about that baby......

"Xiaoxian, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, there were a few soft noises at the courtyard door, and Huayu came back, and Zhao Xian hurriedly put away the cloth bag and put it in his arms.

It's a pity that he moved slowly, Huayu had already pushed the door into the courtyard, and when he saw Zhao Xian panicking, he hid something wrapped in red cloth in his arms.

Thinking of Zhao Xian today, he ran to 'date' with the Huang family girl, Huayu thought it was an object of love between young couples, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. She put the basket in her hand on the stone table, sat down next to Zhao Xian, with a hint of anger in her eyes, and complained: "What to hide, how big is this, I began to beware of my sister, how can I get it later." Perhaps because of Zhao Xian's wariness of her, Huayu's face was a little lost, and there was a dark resentment in her eyes, coupled with curved eyelashes, she looked like a little woman who tasted delicious.

"Uh..." Zhao Xian sat on the recliner, rubbing his hands and exhaling the white mist, looking at Hua Yu's gaze a little unnaturally, because of the alcohol he had just drunk, his face was a little red.

"Alright!" Hua Yu was very embarrassed when she saw Zhao Xian, but when he was shy and embarrassed, she didn't ask. She stood up, took out a cloth ruler from the small basket she carried, motioned Zhao Xian to stand up with her eyes, and chuckled: "I heard that you bullied the young master of the Ling family again today, and you are going to be a family member, and you still go out to mess around like a child all day long, and you are not afraid that the girls of the Huang family will laugh at you." ”

Zhao Xian's dismissal of Ling Xian today has been spread by witnesses all over Yizhou City, Ling Xian is about to become the prince's companion, you can see the current emperor's person, who belongs to the noble person, Zhao Xian is just a blacksmith, and it doesn't matter if he was ravaged by Zhao Xian in martial arts, he was speechless about the pair, which made everyone unbelievable.

"It's just a scramble, it's not bullying." Zhao Xian didn't pay attention to the sentence 'a person who is going to get married', thinking that Huayu was just blaming him for going out to fight, he couldn't help but smile, without saying much, opened his arms and asked her to measure her waistline, but Huayu really came up, but he suddenly froze, and he didn't dare to move.

There was a little snow floating in the sky, and in the quiet courtyard, only Zhao Xian and Huayu 'embraced' each other under the flower stand, and the surroundings were dark and quiet, and a few candles in the room shone out, and the scene was slightly ambiguous.

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