Zhao Po's words changed, and his eyes lit up slightly: "If the imperial court not only allows women to join the army, but also allows and supports women to serve as officials and enter the hall, the status of women will be greatly improved, and a group of talents who can lead the army and commander will surely emerge among them." At that time, it is natural for women to go to war. Zhao Po said as he spoke, and couldn't help but speak in an excited tone, forgetting the people around him for a while.

When he reacted, he hurriedly added: "Of course, it will take some time to make these things come true." ”

"It's difficult, but it's worth it." Song Jue said slowly.

A simple sentence filled Zhao Po's heart with warmth.

Since crossing over, Zhao Po has always lived in the shadow of "male superiority and female inferiority", and deep down he has been afraid that one day, this will become a powerful weapon for the enemy to attack him.

But now, Song Jue stood beside him, quietly listening to his wanton words, and then praised himself gently and powerfully.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a woman in a long aqua blue dress entered with a small bowl.

This woman was dressed differently from the other maids in the Song Mansion. Not only is the color and material of the clothes more high-end, but the jewelry is also very exquisite.

Her face is like a hibiscus, although she is a maid, her skin is as delicate as jade. The eyes are like the water of the West Lake with tenderness, the cherries are a little bite, and the cheeks are slightly red.

She bent her knees and saluted softly to Song Jue: "Childe." Madame asked me to send a bowl of lotus seed soup, which was specially reduced for the son's sugar. Childe has been sleeping late late, and Mrs. is very distressed. ”

"Put it down." Song Jue's tone was flat.

After the woman gently placed the porcelain bowl on the desk, she bent down and retreated, and glanced at Song Jue intentionally or unintentionally when she closed the door.

"This girl is so handsome." Zhao Po praised.

"She was my mother's personal maid. Occasionally, I will bring snacks and tea. ”

"What's her name? ”

Song Jue hesitated for a moment and replied, "Early summer." Observing Zhao Po's expression, he added: "Mother seems to have intended to marry her to me as a concubine." ”

"If I had such a beautiful wife, I would definitely die of happiness." Zhao Po said with emotion.

"There are better people than her." Song Jue looked at Zhao Po and said with a smile.

Zhao Po nodded in agreement.

Of course. Aren't you? The embodiment of beauty and wisdom.

But Song Jue is only twenty-four, right? I'm twenty-seven, and I'm not very interested in my sister and brother's love or something.

I heard that Song Jue seems to have never been in love. I can't spoil an innocent young man.

And Song Jue, looking at Zhao Po who was out of condition, sighed secretly.

After all, it's just a seventeen-year-old girl, where do you understand the relationship between men and women? I can't be in a hurry.

Zhao Jin's trip to the Song Mansion is completely different from Zhao Po's.

After leaving her sister and future brother-in-law, Zhao Jin went straight to the martial arts arena.

From a distance, I seemed to hear the wind of the knife whistling, and when I walked in, I saw that there was a man in plain clothes dancing with a knife.

This person makes a heavy knife, one move and one style straight ahead, so simple that it is a little boring. But Zhao Jin has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and soon found that although this sword technique is not as good-looking as his own, it is deep and simple, like a body technique in the army.

Zhao Jin was accustomed to the swordsmanship of various factions in the rivers and lakes, and it was rare to encounter a different one, and for a while, he took a green steel sword from the weapon rack next to him, and shouted: "Look at the sword!" And he flew away to the man.

The man had already noticed that there were people around, but he didn't expect that it was a woman.

He took a few steps back and put away his knife: "I don't know what the girl is doing here?" ”

"What else can you do? I've had a deal with you. What do you mean by stepping back? ”

The man quietly looked at Zhao Jin: "The girl also knows martial arts?" ”

"What do you mean by that? Let me tell you, there are more heroines with superb martial arts on the rivers and lakes. Zhao Jin urged, "Don't speak, can you hurry up?" ”

The man was unmoved, and saluted: "Song doesn't bully women." If the girl insists on competing, she will admit defeat below. ”

When Zhao Jin heard this, anger rose in his heart. She snorted coldly and said, "Boy, don't talk too much. It's not certain who bullies whom. As he spoke, he raised his sword and stabbed at the man.

The person surnamed Song was reluctant to make a move, but Zhao Jin's body was amazing, a green steel sword made him flexible, and the sword net was densely attacked, forcing the man to concentrate and respond to the enemy seriously.

The two of you went back and forth and exchanged hands.

Although Zhao Jin had a strong momentum at the beginning, the clothes he wore were heavy and cumbersome, and he couldn't show them, so he gradually slowed down.

However, after fifty moves, Zhao Jin was so pressed that he couldn't move, so he could only stick to the spot.

With a "......", Zhao Jin's green steel sword was picked up by the man and fell heavily to the ground.

The man saluted with a knife: "I agreed." ”

"What do you promise, who wants your concession?" Zhao Jin was anxious and annoyed, seeing the man's indifferent appearance, he became more and more annoyed, and he just wanted to jump up and beat him up. But wearing such heavy clothes, he couldn't beat him at all.

Zhao Jin hurriedly took off his cigarette yarn coat and threw it on the ground, and then began to take off his goose-yellow skirt.

Where has the man ever seen this stance? Hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands, and his face and ears were red: "Who are you?" How can anyone start taking off their clothes when they lose? ”

"Phew," Zhao Jin chirped, "Boy, put your hands down, I'll let you see how good your aunt is!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the sword that had fallen to the ground and was about to rush towards the man.

"Stop!"

Zhao Po, who came out of the study, saw this scene from a distance and shouted to stop his sister. Then he trotted to Zhao Jin's side.

"What are you doing here?" Zhao Po frowned and asked nervously. "Put your clothes on!"

Zhao Jin reluctantly picked up his clothes and put them on.

Zhao Po saluted the man and apologized: "Second Prince Song is sorry. The sister is used to acting casually, and when she first entered the Song Mansion, she didn't understand the rules. If you are offended, don't blame it. ”

"What did the girl say? Ling Mei's swordsmanship is flexible, it's rare to see, and it's my honor to be able to fight with her. ”

Speaking of which, Zhao Po has guessed the matter nine times out of ten.

Seeing that Zhao Jin's face was full of anger, she arched her hand and said: "The Qingfeng swordsmanship practiced by the sister pays attention to the lightness and flexibility of the body. But when I came to the Song Mansion today, I specially ordered her to dress more finely, but I didn't expect it to limit her play. If there is a chance another day, the two will definitely learn again. ”

"As it should be." Song Chen nodded. looked past Zhao Po and asked Zhao Jin seriously: "Today is my victory." I wonder if the girl would like to learn another day? ”

Zhao Jin was originally sulky, but when he heard Song Chen ask, his bad temper disappeared by half. She held her head high and said, "Okay, I won't let you win next time." ”

Song Chen smiled and arched his hand, "Thank you." ”

"Okay, you've had enough trouble today, shall we go home?" Zhao Po turned around and said softly.

"Okay."

After the two sisters said goodbye to Song Chen, they left the house from the side door and returned to the carriage.

Zhao Jin lowered his head and said timidly: "Sister, I was wrong. I'm a little angry today. ”

"Of course you're wrong. Fortunately, Song Chen didn't seem to mind very much. The next time I see Song Jue, I'll compensate him for you. But it's not too much for you to be able to stop and recognize your mistakes today. Don't lose your breath in the future, remember? ”

"Okay sister." Zhao Jin hugged Zhao Po's arm, leaned her head on it, and said coquettishly: "Sister is so good." ”

Zhao Po smiled: "Silly boy." ”