Rong Heng likes to deal with smart people.

This little queen was beyond his expectations and was devoted to His Majesty. Since Ji Liang accepted her as his disciple, he naturally had some concerns from now on. People in the martial arts world valued inheritance the most. This concern is much more stable than the friendship between Ji Liang and him.

Rong Heng's gaze gradually turned to praise, he bowed his hand slightly, and said seriously: "The Queen is far-sighted and admirable, but Ji Liang is a good friend of Heng, and I hope the Queen will not let down her friend's innocent heart."

Lin Feilu smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I understand the principle of being a teacher for one day and being a father for life."

Rong Heng waved his sleeves away with confidence.

After his figure disappeared into sight, Lin Feilu let go of her dignified smile, clenched her fist and pressed her face.

My uncle looked very smart. She must not be discovered if she was greedy for Master’s swordsmanship.

After autumn began, the weather in the south gradually cooled down, and Lin Feilu finally finished the first part of the sword technique. He learned martial arts and not too much, so Ji Liang did not continue to teach. He stayed in the palace for the longest time this time, and it was time to leave.

In previous years, he left quietly and didn't say hello. This time, he originally planned to leave while the night was dark, but then he remembered what if his disciple came to knock on the door tomorrow? Thinking of this, he stayed for an extra night. When he saw Lin Feilu the next day, he told her what he wanted to leave.

She asked him indeed: "Master, when will you come back?"

Ji Liang said: "I will come back after you have mastered the sword skills you have learned. Don't slack off. Practicing martial arts is the most important thing to persevere."

Lin Feilu nodded quickly.

Ji Liang thought for a while and said, "When I come back, I will try your sword skills. If you don't make progress, you will be punished."

Lin Feilu: "...Okay! Master, don't worry! I will work hard, Aoli!"

Ji Liang: "?"

Forget it, he has already said a lot today, it’s time to leave.

...

When Ji Liang was there, Lin Feilu naturally practiced swords with him. Now that Ji Liang left, she calmed down for a few days and began to pester Song Jinglan again. She felt that she had made great progress, and she had also learned the first part of Jimo Sword Technique, which exceeded Song Xueba's progress. She couldn't wait to try the depth.

The autumn sun shines brightly, the palace is filled with golden chrysanthemums, and the fragrance is everywhere, just in response to the saying "The whole city is covered with golden armor." Lin Feilu also wore a yellow dress and held a sword and was eager to try: "Don't let me go, I want to try my true level!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay."

She held her breath and raised her sword, focused on her, and looked forward to the next competition with great excitement and seriousness.

After ten moves—

Lin Feilu sitting on the ground: "I don't want to learn sword anymore. This is a dream without a future."

Song Jinglan couldn't help laughing and leaned over to pull her: "The junior sister has made great progress."

Lin Feilu had no expression on his face: "It is important for people to know themselves. Senior brother doesn't need to comfort me, I understand it."

That being said, Song Jinglan pulled her twice but couldn't pull her up. She fell down her body, her mouth pouted so much that she could hang a bucket.

He smiled silently, put the sword in his hand aside, and carried the person from the ground with both hands. Lin Feilu hugged his neck, buried it in his neck and moaned twice.

Song Jinglan lowered his head and rubbed her nose, holding back his smile: "What's wrong?"

She felt aggrieved: "I'm not happy."

Song Jinglan pecked her forehead lightly: "I'll take you out of the palace to play, huh?"

She sighed again: "I've played with all the fun things, it's boring."

Song Jing thought something, but didn't say anything more. He took the person back to Yong'an Palace and coaxed him in bed for a few hours, making her unable to be unhappy anymore.

Lin Feilu was depressed for a few days, because she suffered too much setbacks from Song Jinglan, and she was not even motivated to practice swords in Zhulin every day. A few days later, Song Jinglan changed into regular clothes after going to court and said she wanted to take her out of the palace to play.

Although she had played all the places outside the palace, she was idle and was always more lively outside than in the palace, so Lin Feilu nodded and agreed.

Just as he was washing and changing clothes, he smiled and asked, "Do you want to try men's clothing?"

She hadn't tried it before, but after hearing what he said, she became interested. She immediately asked Songyu to tie her long hair up, tied it up with a jade crown, and put it on a blue dress.

The difference between men and women is still very obvious. You can’t tell if you don’t wear a man’s clothing. In the past, those in TV series despise the audience’s IQ. Lin Feilu circled around the bronze mirror and was very satisfied with her outfit. She happily followed Song Jinglan out of the palace.

Lincheng is as lively as ever.

Although Song Jinglan's methods were powerful under the rule, he still had a certain kindness in governing people's livelihood. In recent years, the country's rural business and culture flourished and flourished.

Because of the opening of trade with Dalin and the mutual exchange of existence and other issues, the Ministry of Industry of the two countries has been cooperating recently to build a long bridge connecting the two banks of the Huai River. The two countries benefit each other and the lives of the people are getting better and better. The storytellers in the teahouse love the story of His Majesty the Great Song Dynasty leading 100,000 troops to propose marriage to Princess Yong'an, Princess Yong'an sacrificed herself for the people, and married the Song Dynasty and sang the story of the emperor and the empress.

When Lin Feilu left the palace for the first time, she was knocking melon seeds in the teahouse and listening to her story for an afternoon. She was embarrassed to hear the storyteller praising herself as a living Bodhisattva who saved the people.

As she left the palace for a long time, she also had several places she often liked to go to, and she was a one-stop eating.

When they left the palace, they didn't have lunch, so they kept their stomachs to the Qianzui Tower where she liked to eat. From the shopkeeper to the waiter, they already knew this young couple with a talented and beautiful woman. When they saw them step in, they greeted them warmly: "You two haven't been here for a long time. Please ask for it upstairs, or are you old?"

The old location is naturally Lin Feilu’s favorite location by the window.

As we all know, throughout the ages, only people with status dare to sit in this position!

The restaurant is located in a downtown city, with gorgeous decorations and delicious dishes. When Song Jinglan ordered the dishes, Lin Feilu lay down at the window and looked down.

The traffic downstairs is full of traffic, and the hawking is ups and downs, and a prosperous scene.

A platform built at the intersection of the three forks not far away attracted her attention.

There were already three layers around the table, and a group of people surrounded by three layers. At the top of the table was a huge sign with the word "成" written on it. There was a desk table below the sign, and a large jade box was placed on the table. Judging from the gorgeousness of the box, I also knew that the things inside were not simple.

A big man with a big and thick axe stood on the stage, holding an axe and looking around proudly. A middle-aged man standing next to him, standing next to him said loudly: "In the seventh game, this hero won, but there is still someone to challenge him on stage? If not, the Tian Silkworm Armor from Zangjian Villa will belong to this hero."

There was a commotion below, and within a moment someone jumped onto the stage, but it was a thin man like a monkey. He bowed his hand slightly and said with a smile: "I'll give it a try."

The applause began to be praised below.

The thin man looked thin and weak, and seemed to be no match for the strong man opposite. But until the two of them fought, everyone realized that the thin man was very flexible and jumped up and down like a monkey. The strong man could not touch the corner of his clothes. In less than a moment, he kicked on his butt and kicked off the ring.

Lin Feilu had heard of the reputation of Zangjian Villa before, and all the magical weapons and armor in the world came from here. She watched the two of them carefully just now. They did have some real skills. This are not a small competition, and those who dare to go on stage are confident.

After ordering the food, Song Jinglan saw her leaning forward and looking around, and asked with a smile: "After the meal, do you want to try it too?"

Lin Feilu didn't expect this and pointed at herself with some suspicion: "Me?"

Song Jinglan poured her a cup of hot tea and said leisurely: "That day, silkworm armor can block the fire of sharp weapons, and it is a rare treasure. Don't you have a friend who is walking in the world? If you win, you can give it to her."

"Are you talking about Yanxin?" Lin Feilu's eyes began to shine, "Okay! Then I'll give it a try!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Don't worry, eat first. You have never beaten the game. Look at their routines and observe them before talking about it."

Lin Feilu was so excited by his words.

She has never really fought with anyone since she was a child, and she was looking forward to it and nervous for a moment. After all, she just broke her confidence under Song Jinglan's sword not long ago and was in a time when she was extremely unconfident.

Naturally, I didn't eat much of this meal. I kept paying attention to the movements on the ring until a man who used a sword won the competition. Lin Feilu suddenly felt energetic: "He used a sword! I want to fight him!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Then let's go."

Lin Feilu was afraid that someone would take the lead, so she ran to the ring with a wind under her feet.

But at this time the young man on the stage was not a simple figure. His sword skills were extremely sharp, and no one dared to go on stage for a while. When Lin Feilu ran to the front, he heard the host say, "Does no one dare to go on stage to challenge this young man? Then this silkworm armor..."

Lin Feilu immediately shouted: "I'll do it!"

She was too short and was stuck at the end of the crowd. After the sound floated onto the stage, everyone searched around but couldn't see where the person was.

Until Song Jinglan held her waist behind her and held her hand, Lin Feilu rose into the air and flew onto the ring.

Although he was dressed in men's clothes, no one was blind. Judging from his thin figure and handsome facial features, he could tell that he was a girl.

The man holding the sword on the stage had a lit eyes and bowed to her with a very graceful look, with a deep smile: "Girl, you have no eyes on the sword, you can't play with it. Guan doesn't want to hurt you, so please go down. When Guan takes the ring, it's not too late to drink and chat with the girl."

Lin Feilu: "Stop talking nonsense! Give me a sword!"

Someone shouted in the audience: "Girl, this is Guan Yuehui, the second young master of Yujian Villa. Guan Yuehui, the official master has excellent sword skills, so don't ask for trouble."

Yujian Villa? Guan Yuehui?

This name sounds familiar.

When I was in the world with Lin Ting, the scumbag official star I met was the young owner of Yujian Villa?

Both have the surnames of officials. It seems that these two are brothers?

Lin Feilu put her hips on her hips and was very arrogant: "The one who beats you is from Yujian Villa!"

Guan Yuehui's face changed. Even if there was a beauty opposite, he couldn't help but say calmly: "Miss is rude, don't blame Guan for giving a lesson."

Some onlookers who were watching the fun and not interested in the big news shouted: "Girl takes the sword!"

As soon as Lin Feilu turned around, she saw someone throwing a sword up. She raised her hand to catch it, and pursed her lower lips excitedly: "Come on!"

Guan Yuehui sneered: "It's hard for others to say that I'm a Yujian Villa bullying the weak, so I'll give you five moves."

Lin Feilu was stunned for a moment and hesitated to look at the audience.

Song Jinglan had already stood in the front row at some point and was looking at her with a smile. Seeing her asking, he moved his lips and said silently: "No need for him to let him."

Lin Feilu immediately felt as if she had a backstage, and she shouted with confidence: "You don't need to let me go! Look at the trick!"

Seeing her attacking with a sword, she made a move without any rules, Guan Yuehui looked down upon her and said to herself, even if you said that I didn’t need me to give in, I had to give in, otherwise it would be spread, and the reputation of the second son of my Yujian Villa is...

Hey? Where is my sword???

Guan Yuehui had no idea what was going on, and the long sword in his hand was already picked away by the other party.

She held the iron sword that she threw up at random, and the blade was placed on his neck, and she could smell the rust when she turned her head.

There was a silence around.

The girl disguised as a man on the opposite side also looked at him in surprise, as if she was even more surprised than him: "That's it?"
Chapter completed!