Previously at the Chunbanzhai Council Hall, Chen Pingan took the initiative to talk about this matter. He was caught in the siege of the five sword cultivators from Jia Shen's account, and was miserably plotted by the big demon on the throne, which caused some damage to the objects nearby.

It needs to be repaired before it can be returned, otherwise it would be unethical.

Yan Ming was naturally too lazy to care.

Yan Zhuo knocked on the door and entered. He didn't know what to say after entering the house. He was still afraid of his father.

In fact, Yan Ming is not good at talking to his son. When he is not talking, the head of the Yan family is indeed very majestic. He coughs and winks.

Yan Ming then said: "Don't listen to A Liang's nonsense. In fact, you have been following me since you were young. As long as you are a little thinner, you are not bad."

As soon as Yan Zhuo sat on the chair, the chair immediately creaked.

Xiao Jingmei laughed heartily at the account book.

Yan Ming had a sullen expression at first, but he couldn't hold it back and started laughing too.

Yan Zhuo scratched his head and was at a loss. Such a father made him uncomfortable.

In an alley, next to a crooked stone tablet, squatted two busy children. It was Feng Kangle and Taoban who worked as wine shop clerks. The second shopkeeper taught them the method of rubbing the tablet, and all the necessary items for rubbing the tablet were given.

Leave it to them, let the two children run errands to earn money, and settle the bill according to the number of words afterwards. As long as your legs and feet are diligent and your hands and feet are smart, you can earn a lot of copper coins. If you eat Yangchun noodles, you can add as many poached eggs as you like.

Feng Kangle said that he wanted to learn from Chen Ping'an and work as a baggage shop, walking around picking up rags in exchange for money. When the time comes, his money jar will no longer be enough and he will have to get a bigger one.

Taoban said that in the future he would also open a wine shop with a good business, not as a waiter but as a shopkeeper. He would not work every day and would only collect money.

The two children were busy and muttering at the same time, each talking about their distant dreams.

Among the large characters on the wall of the Sword Qi Great Wall facing the battlefield, the old sword cultivator sat solemnly on a worn futon. In this life, he had no relatives, no friends, no care, and no worries. The old sword cultivator didn't even know what he wanted to do with his life.

Sword Immortal Sun Juyuan took off his boots and sat in the corridor of his home, leaning on the smoke cage, holding a wine glass, drinking by himself, his sleeves trailing to the ground, and there was a graceful paper beauty, graceful and cute in the courtyard.

Sword Fairy Guo Jia looked at his daughter, who was eating rice with her head down. His wife was saying, "Eat slowly. No one is fighting for it. No one is grabbing it. It's like a starving ghost reincarnated. She doesn't look like a girl. How can she get married in the future? Is it possible that she will become a reincarnation?"

Don't you think an old girl like that can be happy?

Guo Zhujiu raised his head, grinned, and quickly shut up, his cheeks bulging.

Li Cai, who bought the Tingyun Pavilion, went out to relax and walked to the empty Jiazhanku door.

The sword cultivators of the Taihui Sword Sect, after the death of the sect leader Han Huaizi, withdrew from this mansion and returned to Haoran Tianxia.

Li Cai stood there. One time when she was a guest at Jiazhangku, her senior Han Huaizi once said with a smile to her that there were many female swordsmen in Duckweed Sword Lake, but the Taihui Sword Sect had too many men who were worried about Taoist monks. In the future, both parties could have more swordsmen.

Marriage. At that time, the sword cultivators of Taihui Sword Sect's Ancestral Hall were all well-deserved young talents. They all looked eagerly at her, the leader of Duckweed Sword Lake Sect. Li Cai agreed and said that he would bring the two sects together in the future.

Young men and women should be given more opportunities to travel together. When the time comes, as long as both men and women are in love with each other, she, Li Cai, will be willing to be this month old.

Lu Zhi, who is tall and thin, is actually quite average in appearance, but because of A Liang, she was inexplicably praised as the beauty of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

In Lu Zhi's private house, the blushing lady was making tea. This lady of the Five Realms had just handed over a plum garden to her summer palace. Lu Zhi and her were considered equals as fellow Taoists. It was just the private words and deeds of the blushing lady.

, still treating himself as a slave, now kneeling on the bamboo mat, handing Mr. Lu a cup of tea with both hands.

Mrs. Yan Yan asked softly: "Previously, the boss Sword Immortal summoned many Sword Immortals including Mr. Lu?"

Lu Zhi shook his head.

The blushing lady knew what was going on and asked no more questions.

Mrs. Yan couldn't help but said from her heart: "Mr. Lu, the more sword cultivators die in battle, the more sword luck will be left behind in the Sword Qi Great Wall. Once the city is destroyed and the master is changed, who will benefit the most? Of course it will be the barbaric world.

Sword cultivator. Does the young Yinguan not know, or is he pretending not to know? If he doesn't know, that's fine. He has tried his best to be a thankless new Yinguan. It is indeed worthy of admiration. If he knew it well, wouldn't it be so?

An accomplice who seeks fame and reputation? How is this kind of person different from the great political figures in the world? How can he deserve Mr. Lu's favor?"

Lu Zhi asked back: "You seem to have some prejudice against Chen Ping'an?"

Mrs. Blushing shook her head, "I just can't believe that a young man can do this just because his beloved woman is on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."

Lu Zhi hesitated for a moment and said, "I can only tell you that these are the wishes of the boss Sword Immortal. Chen Ping'an just followed them."

Mrs. Yan's eyes suddenly brightened and she said, "Mr. Lu, is it possible that one day in the future, we will have our own sect in the world? We only accept female monks?"

Lu Zhi said with a smile: "If women are not allowed to stay in college, even if there are only female disciples on the mountain, then do they want to go down the mountain to experience? How can they not fall in love with men after they go down the mountain? You will still be worried when the time comes."

Mrs. Yan Yan lamented and fanned the wind with her hands, "If you want to blame it, blame A Liang. Men like Chen Ping'an are the most troublesome."

Lu Zhi asked doubtfully: "It's just Ah Liang, how come Chen Ping'an incurred a love debt? Is there any woman in our Great Sword Wall who likes him?"

Mrs. Yan put her hand on her forehead and said, "My Mr. Lu, there are too many. Just talking about the summer palace, I realized that the woman named Luo Zhenyi didn't even know her own feelings, and she felt that she was always looking at others coldly.

, I always feel that every word of that man’s words is unpleasant, that’s how I hate a man.”

Lu Zhi thought for a while and had an impression that she seemed to be a pretty young woman.

Lu Zhi said: "Why doesn't she like Chou Miao? It seems that the two parties have been getting along day and night. Logically speaking, she should like Chou Miao."

Mrs. Yan suddenly brightened up and felt that she had a lot of words to talk to Mr. Lu, "Mr. Lu, let me explain. The knowledge here is so great."

Lu Zhi felt a little regretful and wanted to stop this boring topic. Mrs. Blushing said resentfully: "Mr. Lu, just think of it as a way to relieve your boredom."

Lu Zhi drank tea as if drinking wine. She drank it all in one gulp and handed over the cup.

Mrs. Yan helped pour a cup of tea and said with a soft smile: "There are many men in the world who always think that romantic women mislead women, but they don't know that women are not blind. In fact, it is those truly infatuated people who make women quietly happy.

Besides, the good that you can't ask for gets better and better. As for someone like Mi Yu who is arty and likes to take the initiative to attract flowers and butterflies, he is really out of the ordinary. How do you have the nerve to call yourself a drunken god among the flowers? "

Lu Zhi suddenly said: "It seems that Mi Yu and Chen Ping'an have a very good relationship."

The blushing lady cursed: "They are not good things."

Those children who were practicing martial arts in the Hidden Han Palace were rarely allowed to go back to their respective homes.

Jiang Yun from Taixiang Street returned home and started bragging to his grandfather about how great this martial artist was and how no swordsman could compare to him.

When there were only two people, Jiang Yun was still practicing six-step walking, and by the way, he played several fist and kick moves taught by young Yin Guan, and asked his grandfather how he was doing.

Jiang Chu was originally just perfunctory with his doting grandson, saying random nice things, but when the old swordsman saw his grandson resorting to a so-called back-and-forth, he was really impressed.

The old man hesitated for a moment and let his grandson continue to practice boxing. He seemed to casually ask the old woman who taught boxing how she was. Jiang Yun said that the old woman's boxing skills were okay, but her temper was a bit bad, and she seemed to like to deliberately target him.

When Jiang Chu heard this, he was not angry but smiled, very pleased. In the heart of the old man, Ningfu Bailianshuang seemed to have never changed, always looking like a girl with a cold face. They met him by chance in the early years, and Jiang Chu was tired of seeing him.

He, the young man, wanted to steal a few more glances at her.

The little girl Sun Hao returned to the wealthy mansion on Yuhu Street. The arrogant and arrogant Sun Zao, who had been a swordsman for a long time, rarely took the initiative to chat with her sister and asked about the young Yin Guan's boxing skills.

Is it so powerful? I also asked Sun Wei whether he knew how the young Yin Guan defeated five genius sword cultivators in the wild world with one person, and asked whether that guy really knew how to help you with punches every once in a while? Sun

Sun Zao was a little unprepared for Zao's many questions, and Sun Zao was a little impatient. He rolled his eyes at the sister, who was still so coquettish after practicing boxing. The two sisters finally sat side by side on the railing, and Sun Zao controlled the natal fist.

The flying swords were flying around the two of them, and Sun Yu asked his sister one question after another, like a school student facing his teacher.

Sun Yu said tentatively: "Shall I tell you a landscape story about an old fox marrying a daughter and a mountain god marrying?"

Sun Zao had a look of disapproval on his face, but he said, "Let me listen and see."

As a result, it was not until the elders in the family came to ask Sun Zao to practice swordsmanship that the little girl jumped off the railing, told a story that was not pleasant at all, and ran to practice swordsmanship.

The tomboy Yuan Zaihua returned home and talked to his mother about the boxing training there. They talked about all the trivial things except how hard the boxing training was. In the end, Yuan Zaihua was a little sad and said that she

Very envious

Jiang Yun and Xu Gong practiced boxing smoothly, and they also envied Sister Guo who was carrying a bamboo box. The woman didn't know how to comfort her, so she held her daughter in her arms, smiled gracefully, and called her daughter's maiden name softly.

Three good friends who have known each other since childhood were having dinner together at Xu Gong's house in Mumeng Lane. Xu Gong's family no longer had any elders, but Zhang Pan and Tang Qu from Tongqian Lane did not. Their relatives and elders were all in Danfang.

They were working there. Xu Gong and Zhang Jiazhen, who quietly left the Jianqi Great Wall, were also friends. They often did part-time jobs together to make a living. Zhang Jiazhen was a few years older than the three of them.

Although the three are very good friends, they have different personalities. Xu Gong has been stable since childhood, Zhang Pan has the best family background, but is the least courageous, and Tang Qugui has the most ideas.

Tang Qu smiled and asked, "When can we drink?"

Zhang Pan quickly said: "Those who have just practiced martial arts must not drink. If Aunt Bai finds out, we will definitely be beaten half to death, and we may even be kicked out."

Tang Qu curled his lips, "Mr. Chen always sits far away on the railing and watches us drinking so freely when we practice boxing. Mr. Chen's wine bottle is said to only hold sword gourds. I'm so jealous."

Xu Gong said: "That's Mr. Chen. We can't do it. We have to learn boxing first and then we can talk about it when we are older. But why don't we drink?"

Xu Gong paused briefly, and the three of them laughed loudly together: "No money!"

The old swordsman Dong Sangen stood outside a courtyard gate of his residence.

It was once the residence of grandson Dong Guanpu.

Dong Guanpu was killed by Chen Qingdu himself.

Dong Bu and Dong Hua Fu stood behind the ancestor. I don’t know why the ancestor called them here.

Dong Sangen asked: "That kid Sanqiu is not very nice, why can't you like him?"

Dong Bu said: "I actually like it."

Dong Sanggeng nodded, not surprised.

There is only a confused Dong Hua Fu, and I don’t know why my sister suddenly changed her mind.

Dong Sangeng said: "Then go and tell Sanqiu directly. There is nothing to be embarrassed about."

Dong Bu shook his head and said: "I don't want to say that I like him even if we don't meet him, but I will annoy him when we meet him."

Dong Sangen turned around and glared: "Look at how awkward you are, what a bitch you are."
To be continued...