Meng Ziliang is a very different person.

From the time he was three years old.

He understands that.

He knew that he would be the one who would be the one in the future......

No.

To be precise, the Northern Wei Dynasty and Dayu are the two leaders of the world's swordsmanship.

This thing.

It was determined from the moment he was born.

So for a long time, he was not in a hurry to practice.

Compared to martial arts, he prefers to experience other things.

For example, reading a book.

For example, Taoism.

If it weren't for the fact that Lion Rock was far away from Duzhou, he would even be thinking about whether to experience the true meaning of Buddhism.

After all, he knew that he would definitely become the leader of the two worlds.

So if that day will come sooner or later, what's the matter with a day earlier or a day later?

His lack of professionalism has been criticized by others for a long time.

Especially when everyone knows that he does have some talent, a son-in-law behind the gate, who does not practice martial arts, holds the books full of crepe all day long, and likes to discuss the Tao with several Taoist altars in the Taoist temple in the city, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a plaything and a lost mind.

This continued until he was twelve years old.

On that day, he remembered that on a summer afternoon, Meng Ziliang returned from outside the city with a few servants from outside the city—in those days, he happened to be fascinated by ink painting, so he wanted to paint a picture of the summer scene in southern Xinjiang, so he climbed over the wall and left the house with the help of several family members.

When I got home, I happened to bump into a guest at home.

He had been confined to his home for the past few days because of his abandonment of martial arts, and he naturally didn't want to be discovered by his father, so he hunched over and wanted to pass through the main house and sneak back to his room.

But after only a few steps, he was stopped by his father.

I thought I would be scolded by my father again, but that day his father just said: "I know that I am crazy outside." ”

And then there was no follow-up.

Then he introduced him to the guests of his home.

A man of the same grade as his father - Zheng Jingtong, the peak master of Liuhuan Peak of Tianhang Mountain.

The other is his daughter, Zheng Lingyin, who is one year older than Meng Ziliang.

The father of that day seemed to be very happy, chatting warmly with that Zheng Jingtong, and beckoning Meng Ziliang to sit down on the side, and rarely scolded him for Meng Ziliang's playfulness.

The next day, Zheng Jingtong left the Mongolian Mansion, but his daughter stayed.

In his words......

Zheng Lingyin likes the scenery of southern Xinjiang and wants to stay at home for a while.

And Meng Ziliang's father was busy with the training of the Silver Dragon Army, so the matter of entertaining Zheng Lingyin, a distinguished guest, was handed over to Meng Ziliang.

……

In all fairness, at first, Meng Ziliang actually didn't like this errand very much.

Of course, it's not because I hate Zheng Lingyin.

In fact, Zheng Lingyin is a very beautiful girl.

Even though she was only thirteen years old at the time, she was already very generous.

He just has a very clear plan for his life.

He's got to learn how to draw, he's got to try to write a few articles, huh...... It would be better to write one or two more romances, for which he has read hundreds of best-selling stories on the market, but the huge amount is not enough.

He also had to study the alchemy of Taoism and study the method of cultivation in depth.

There are also Yanjia techniques, puppet techniques, and even the method of the gods, he wants to know some of them.

If everything is in order, when you are eighteen years old, you can go to Lion Rock and listen to the teachings of the monks.

Wait until you are twenty years old and start learning swords.

There was plenty of time for him to become the leader of the two worlds of Dayu and Northern Wei before the age of twenty-eight.

Although his talent is not very high, whether it is writing articles or Dharma Taoism, he can even be said to be quite stupid in these aspects.

But that's what he wants to know.

It didn't feel like why, but in the dark, he just wanted to understand these things.

It's as if you're making up for some regrets.

So, with such a tight schedule, anything else would be a hassle for him.

He pushed the matter to the servants at home and let them receive Zheng Lingyin for a good life.

But Zheng Lingyin didn't buy it, she would appear next to Meng Ziliang as long as she was free, intentionally or unintentionally asked him where to have fun in Duzhou, and asked him when he was free to take her to play.

Meng Ziliang just prevaricated.

If he said that he was free, he would definitely take her there, but as soon as Zheng Lingyin asked him when he was free, he was vague.

probably saw that Meng Ziliang was absent-minded, and for nearly half a month, Zheng Lingyin never looked for him.

Just when he thought that the other party was impatient with him, Zheng Lingyin appeared in front of her again.

He happened to be painting that day, and this time, she happened to be carrying rice paper and pen and ink.

didn't ask anything more, just sat down next to Meng Ziliang, asked the subordinates to set up the tables and chairs, and followed Meng Ziliang to paint.

She painted whatever Meng Ziliang painted, and she didn't make a sound or disturb, just quietly accompanied him and did the same thing as him.

Meng Ziliang felt strange at first.

secretly thought that the other party was deliberately against him.

But after a long time, he gradually discovered that Zheng Lingyin didn't seem to be angry with him.

She just followed him, and when he painted, she painted, and when he read, she read with him, and he listened to music, and she listened to music.

In short, she followed what he did, but never bothered or asked much.

He finally couldn't hold it back anymore one day, and asked Zheng Lingyin, "What do you want to do?" ”

At that time, he was only thirteen years old, but Zheng Lingyin just winked at him: "You seem to be very busy, you don't have much time to pay attention to me." ”

"I thought that by doing the same thing as you, I might be able to get to know you a little better."

"But why do you want to know me?" Meng Ziliang was puzzled.

The girl didn't look for any high-sounding reason, but said seriously and honestly: "Let you like me." ”

"Why?" Meng Ziliang was a little strange.

"I'm Zheng Jingtong's daughter." Zheng Lingyin responded.

"And then?" Meng Ziliang still didn't understand.

"But I can't ...... practice," Zheng Lingyin said again.

Hearing this, Meng Ziliang looked up and down at the girl in front of him.

This kind of scrutiny has already happened where the two meet.

But this time, he took a few more breaths than the last time.

Then, Meng Ziliang said, "But it's not your fault. ”

"Perhaps." Zheng Lingyin was noncommittal, her face showed a calmness and maturity that was different from that of a girl of this age.

"But I want to make amends, no matter whose fault it is."

Meng Ziliang frowned: "I still don't understand much. ”

"My father is the peak master of Liuhuan Peak, and our Zheng family has been the master of Liuhuan Peak for generations, not only because we have enough background in Liuhuan Peak, but also because each generation can have a helmsman who is enough to deter the rest of the people who covet Liuhuan Peak."

"That person was supposed to be me, but I couldn't practice, so I had to let someone who could help the Zheng family like me, and then marry me and be my husband."

Meng Ziliang finally understood what the other party said.

He was stunned, and there was a little displeasure in his heart: "So, you just need someone with enough potential to help you stabilize everything in your Zheng family, and it doesn't really matter who that person is, right?" ”

"Hmm." Zheng Lingyin nodded very bluntly.

But the next moment he said, "But I want that person to be you." ”

"Why?" Meng Ziliang was a little strange.

"Because you don't like me." Zheng Lingyin said a very strange logic.

"Although I can't practice, I am Zheng Jingtong's daughter after all, and I look pretty good, marrying me is equivalent to owning the entire Liuhuan Peak."

"It's rare to say no to something like that, but you don't seem to care."

Meng Ziliang smiled dumbly, remembering his plan last year, which was to watch enough romances of Zhiwei, and in those various stories, there is no shortage of such episodes.

The daughter of a rich family often dislikes those wealthy sons who are courteous to him, but often looks down on poor sour boys who ignore her.

"So, you big family, huh...... It's not right, you guys are the top big families, all have this kind of habit that the more others don't like it, the more you want to like it? He couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I'm not sure, but I don't have such a fetish."

Zheng Lingyin responded very bluntly.

Then she looked at Meng Ziliang, and said again with a somewhat childish but serious face: "I just know, if you know this now and still don't like me, then when you like me one day......"

"That's how you really like me."

Meng Ziliang was a little stunned.

"Are you so sure I'm going to like you?"

"Not sure, but I'd like to try."

"Because, I've grown so big, and no one has ever really liked me......" At that moment, the girl's face appeared a certain emotion that a girl of her age should have - a yearning for the future, an expectation for something good.

Meng Ziliang's heart trembled, he didn't understand this too much.

He's not very smart.

Except for kendo, in many things, his talent and understanding can be called a mess, at least he thinks so.

He just felt the bitterness hidden behind these words.

"Yes...... If ......"

"I mean if."

"Even if I like you, will you like me?"

"If you don't like each other, will getting married make you happy?" Meng Ziliang asked with a frown.

At that time, the girl who was only one year older than the twelve-year-old Meng Ziliang lowered her head, she was like a cat abandoned in the pouring rain, obviously her body was trembling from the heavy rain, and she was obviously full of grievances in her heart.

But he couldn't say anything about complaining, but turned all the sourness into a touch of bitterness, melted on his cheeks, and said sullenly.

"For someone like me......"

"Just the fact that I really like me is enough to be all the reason why I like him."

Meng Ziliang was stunned.

He looked at the girl in front of him, and he didn't know if she looked like the flower cat he raised that was lost a few years ago, or if he was already used to the days when she was by his side, playing the piano and painting.

All in all.

Since then.

The boy who has a very clear plan for his life.

I decided to take some time out of my busy schedule, from the already busy schedule.

Trying......

Love this girl in front of you.

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