The scholar learns the sword, and the son practices martial arts.

This has become the daily life of the two great worlds in Shushan.

Probably as if he had integrated into this world, since Yang Sheng started walking, the spiritual consciousness of the fat man drunk sword immortal in Shushan, who had boiled up his mountain-moving skills in his dreams at night, had never appeared again, like snow claws and mud.

That's fine, because every time he woke up from a dream in the past, the spirit qi in his body would be ransacked, and the mundane world lacked spiritual supplements, which would interfere with his state in the face of their current walking tasks.

And every time I think of the fat man's frowning eyes, I hope that he will not bother and disturb people's dreams.

But now there is no fat man's spiritual sense at night, but in the evening, such a role becomes Li Emei, the second lady of Baijian Villa.

"Your real name is Yang Sheng?...... This name is too Zhang Sanli Si, right...... Or call you a cheap little scholar!"

"What, think I don't respect people? You want me to respect it, so you can show some skills...... Then I'll call you by your real name. ”

"No matter, little scholar, hurry up, I can teach you a few tricks during this time, and my father will come back after drinking with his fellow Jianghu in a while!"

"The internal strength of the heart method is my unique transmission, unless you enter my villa, I can't teach you, if you want to enter my door, you are still far away...... A basic swordsmanship improved in my door is indeed much better than the swordsmanship that is now circulating outside, Miss Ben is compassionate and teaches you, but don't say that I have taught you in the future, a master, you must always have the appearance of a master......"

"Raise it, raise it...... The sword walks lightly, yes, this trick is called the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, turning around with a sword. Stupid, little scholar, I'll show you——!"

Li Emei seemed to be very afraid of being seen by her father, so she took advantage of the fact that the owner of Baijian Mountain Villa was socializing with people in Dingzhou and Wulin, so she taught Yang Sheng a few hands "by the way" in the small training ground in the courtyard of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Often at this time, there will be a person sitting on the low wall over there, Li Lan, Xuan Rui, Qinghe, the young owner of the villa, and occasionally Xiu Yuan and Xu Shanshan, the eldest lady of the Li family, often have a piece of cold melon in their hands, so they can watch Yang Sheng practice martial arts under the "training" of Miss Li Er, and from time to time Xuan Rui will burst into a cheer to see the excitement.

In order to avoid arousing the interest of the second lady as a "good teacher", Yang Sheng could only try to make himself look clumsy, hoping that she would soon find that she was "rotten wood that cannot be carved", and give up this enthusiastic act of forcing herself to practice swords.

Woohoo. The wooden sword is out of hand.

"Little scholar, I'm really going to beat you, the sword is the second life of a swordsman, and leaving your hand is a taboo, you don't want to die!?"

Wow. The lower plate is unstable.

"Little scholar, do you learn to walk with a duck?"

Li Lan over there finally couldn't stand it anymore, she half-lay down on a pillow in one hand, and waved her other hand, "Forget it, little sister, you can still run away if you don't learn a sword and encounter a thief, if you want to learn a sword like this, you still worship the second lady of Sword Villa to teach, you let him fight with people like this in the future, it's not that you can't get along with yourself." No matter how the former says that he can save his life, the latter may be chopped up......" Of course, he muttered the last two sentences.

The second lady's saber had been stuck in the tree less than four inches from the edge of the wall where he was lying.

Turning around, it was the cold breath spit out between Li E's eyebrows and teeth, "Can you shut up!"

Li Lan looked confused, "It's obvious that he can't study well, so what kind ......of anger do you have with me?"

He muttered again, "Since I practiced swordsmanship, I have been taught by a famous teacher to enter the cabinet, and it took ten years to get out of Xiaocheng, and it took twenty years to have such a hot time." You have been learning swords for eleven years, and you have the small reputation of the 'light and fast sword' of 'boundless silk rain as fine as sorrow' on the rivers and lakes, and you can be regarded as a good player of the younger generation. What about him? Don't rush to the doctor because of that Wang Jinyuan, no matter how much you teach him, he will also lose his starting point...... There will be no possibility of consent from the father......"

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In the past few days, this Xu Jiefu is still crowded after all, and there are famous people like Li Qiuyi and Feng Ziyang and some of their entourage, plus this place is still the right prime minister's mansion in the eyes of the world, and some wind and grass will inevitably be magnified.

The deeds of Miss Xu and Luo Bin, the son of the down-and-out doll, spread all over Dingzhou, and no one knew about it, and even went all the way along the Jiangzuo Road, which also caused countless gossip and rumors among those princes and families.

There are jokes that although Xu Jie is back to the right phase, but immediately his daughter encountered a drama story of a reckless son, for this kind of spineless down-and-out son, many people's evaluation and views on the future are not high.

But there are also people who admire Xu Jie, who is rich and noble, and who does not forget his roots, and who makes a lot of money, which adds another point to the prestige of the incoming prime minister.

So much so that the right minister and his entourage have not yet left Dingzhou, but their deeds have been spread all over the world.

And another news that also spread among the people and the rivers and lakes is the private teaching of the second Miss Bai Jian Zhuang and the down-and-out boy scholar to learn the sword.

It is recognized that after Wang Jinyuan, who admired the "Prince of the West Garden", was rejected, this brutal and arrogant second lady held her breath, seeing that the scholar was outstanding, and wanted to personally train a sword squire, even if it was just a cat painting Tiger King Jinyuan, but as long as it could be compared to his eleventh and twelfth, it could also relieve the chest that had been blocked for a long time.

People in the rivers and lakes all say why bother.

......

This night, there are martial arts people who visit Li Qiuyi, the owner of Baijian Mountain Villa, in Dingzhou, Li Qiuyi will also have such a meeting, in fact, it is also a disguised statement, Xu Jie's journey to the king is covered by him, and others will not have crooked ideas anymore.

It is equivalent to playing a deterrent role, so I am happy to use this way to spread the news more widely and ensure safety along the way.

Of course, in addition to worshipping Jianzhuang, the outside is loose and tight, and on the surface Dingzhou is calm, but in fact, the people of Baijianzhuang have long been walking in various warehouses and green woodlands along the way, inquiring about all kinds of news that may hinder the right minister.

This is just the arrangement of Baijianzhuang, the Qianhu Lingwei on the right, and Feng Ziyang's purple valve, all of which have been secretly prepared.

In the box where Sihailou could watch the lights of Dingzhou City that night, Li Emei, who accompanied her father to the banquet, did not expect to see the "Prince of the West Garden" Wang Jinyuan again.

It's still that extraordinary, it's still that courteous.

Just like when he rejected himself as a Mu Ai girl, in fact, he only made people feel that they were not worthy of him and were ashamed of themselves, and there was a kind of "You are good-looking and have excellent martial arts, but what is the big deal!" girlish bitterness.

This time, Wang Jinyuan secretly entered the city in advance, and he also came to protect Xu Jie, but as soon as he appeared in this Sihailou tonight, tomorrow the news of his "Xiyuan Gongzi entering Dingzhou" was only afraid that it would be publicized everywhere, and there would be many women in the boudoir who were eager to see it.

It's just that I didn't expect Wang Jinyuan to apologize to her alone, indicating that he offended the girl last time, and this time he played a song for the girl to show his reparation.

The martial arts celebrities present were all smiling, and it was strange to see.

You must know that Wang Jinyuan is only a woman touching the qin, and today it is preached, and I don't know how many women have black eyes, or how many people inquire about her Li Emei, and regard her as a great enemy in life.

But that's what happened right now.

The son of the West Garden, who is absolutely perfect for the piano and sword, strokes the qin, and the Jin Ge Iron Horse is clear and clear, and the beautiful sound and Yangguan three stacks complement each other.

At the end of the song, everyone applauded.

His piano sound is easy to understand, and he has the ambition to walk the rivers and lakes, plus he apologized to her at the beginning.

In the words of the famous men and gentlemen, there is a compliment to the two talented women.

And he did not explain, and did not clarify.

Peerless.

It was obviously a clear piano sound, but it made the second lady feel like a drum.

After escaping and returning to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, he found the little scholar and summoned him to the training ground.

said with a straight face, "Little scholar, how is the 'Feng Qi Longyang West' sword move that you taught you yesterday, give it to me to see!"

Yang Sheng's heart is bitter, I wonder if your patience is so good!

Although he had also experienced the benefits and wonders of these worldly sword moves, he had already been familiar with them, but in front of this second young lady, of course, he could only continue to "stumble" and play with swords.

He didn't want to be pulled by her to practice his sword during the journey, but he couldn't tear his face with her to show his flaws in order to walk on the mission.

The second lady who looked at the scene in front of her couldn't help it anymore, and drawing her sword was a complete set of "Feng Qi Longyang West".

Her sword came out with a silver light like a swimming dragon running, the momentum was like a tiger roaring thunder, the sword was lined with the moonlight, and the sword dance on a moonlit night seemed to scatter her chest between heaven and earth.

The wind rises, the wind blows, and the duckweed blows away the smoke pond.

The wind and snow come, the wind and snow are boundless, and I hope to leave people and return home.

A sword slashed the wooden stick in the little scholar's hand that was used as a wooden sword, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the forehead of the little scholar whose face had changed suddenly, as if she could penetrate his forehead with a single sword with red eyes at this time.

"Why are you so stupid!" the girl withdrew her sword, squatting on the ground with hatred that iron was not made of steel, aggrieved, bitter, and tears in her eyes.

Looking at her appearance, the little scholar finally sighed, came to her side, squatted down like this, stuck half a wooden stick in his hand on the sand, and said, "That's how you want to find a replacement?"

She turned her head sharply, her red eyes glaring at him with a look of astonishment, embarrassment, anger and even disbelief.

The little scholar sighed, "But I am always me, and I can't be the person you think you are." ”

The second lady's red lips moved, and finally converged into one word, "Get out!"

After waiting for a while, the second lady turned her head and saw that Yang Sheng was still looking at her.

With a twist in her heart, she hated, "Get out of here!"

Immediately, Li Emei buried her head in her sleeve and sobbed, and when she raised her head again with swollen and red eyes, the little scholar had already left at some point.

Only the broken wooden sword in front of him was still stuck in the ground.

It's like leaving someone on this moonlit night.

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