Rong Heng likes to deal with smart people.

The little queen was unexpectedly clever, and she was attentive to her majesty. Since Ji Liang accepted her as a disciple, he will naturally have concerns from now on. The people of the rivers and lakes are the most inherited. This concern is much more stable than Ji Liang and his friendship.

Rong Heng's gaze gradually turned to approbation, he arched his hand slightly, and said positively: "The empress's foresight is really admirable, but Ji Liang is a friend of Heng, and I hope that the empress will not let her friend down."

Lin Feilu smiled and said: "Uncle rest assured, I understand the principle of being a teacher for a day and a father for life."

Rong Heng waved away with confidence.

When his figure disappeared from sight, Lin Feilu relaxed his dignified smile, and squeezed his face with his small fist.

My uncle looks weirdly clever, she must not be discovered about her **** for Master's swordsmanship.

After the autumn, the weather in the south gradually cooled down, and Lin Feilu finally finished the first part of the swordsmanship. It was not advisable to learn more about martial arts, so Ji Liang did not continue to teach. He stayed the longest in the palace this time, and it was time to leave.

In previous years, he left quietly without saying hello. This time I was planning to leave in the dark, but then I remembered what if tomorrow’s disciples knocked on the door eagerly? Thinking of this, he stayed one more night, and when I saw Lin Feilu the next day, I told her that I was leaving.

Sure enough, she asked him bluntly, "Master, when will you come back again?"

Ji Liang said: "I will come back after you become proficient in the swordsmanship you have learned. You must not slack off, and the most important thing is to persevere in martial arts."

Lin Feilu nodded quickly.

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

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

Ji Liang: "?"

Forget it, he has said a lot today, it's time to go.

...

When Ji Liang was there, Lin Feilu naturally practiced swords with him. Now that Ji Liang had gone, she had stopped for a few days before she started pestering Song Jinglan again. She realized that she had made great progress, and also finished the first part of Jimo swordsmanship, surpassing Song Xueba's progress, and couldn't wait to try the depth.

The autumn sun is shining, golden chrysanthemums are everywhere in the palace, and the fragrance is overflowing, just in response to the phrase "full of golden armor in the city." Lin Feilu also wore a yellow dress, holding a sword eager to try: "Don't let me, I want to try my true level!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Okay."

She held her breath and lifted her sword, fully focused, extremely excited and earnestly looking forward to the next competition.

After ten strokes-

Lin Feilu sitting on the ground: "I don't want to learn swords anymore. This is a dream with no future."

Song Jinglan couldn't help but leaned over to pull her: "Junior Sister has made great progress."

Lin Feilu expressionlessly said, "A person is worthy of self-knowledge, brothers don't need to comfort me, I know everything."

With that said, Song Jinglan pulled him twice, but couldn't pull him up. She fell down, her mouth pursed so that she could hang a bucket.

He smiled silently, put his sword aside, and lifted the person from the ground with both hands. Lin Feilu took his arms around his neck, buried in his neck and made a loud noise.

Song Jinglan lowered her head and rubbed the tip of her nose, holding back a smile: "What's the matter?"

She was wronged: "I'm not happy."

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

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

Song Jing was thoughtful, but didn't say much, took the person back to Yongan Palace, and coaxed her on the bed for a few hours, making her feel weak and unhappy.

Lin Feilu lingered for a few days, because the setbacks in Song Jinglan were too great, and even going to the bamboo forest every day to practice swordsmanship was not as motivated as before. A few days later, after Song Jinglan went to court, he changed into normal clothes and said that he would take her out of the palace to play.

Although she has played all the places where she can play outside the palace, she is also idle when she is idle. The outside is always more lively than the inside, so Lin Feilu nodded and agreed.

While just freshening up and changing clothes, he smiled and asked, "Do you want to try men's clothing?"

She hadn’t tried to pretend to be a man, she hadn’t tried it. Hearing what he said, she became interested, and immediately asked Song Yu to help her tie up her long hair, tie it up with a jade crown, and put on another one. Blue shirt.

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

Lincheng is as lively as ever.

Although Song Jinglan's ruling methods are powerful, he still has a somewhat benevolent manner in governing people's livelihood. In the past few years, Song Dynasty has flourished and flourished in agricultural and commercial culture.

Because of the opening of commerce and trade with Dalin, the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Industry of the two countries are also cooperating to build a long bridge connecting the two sides of the Huai River. The two countries are mutually beneficial and the people's life is getting better and better. The storytellers in the teahouse love to tell stories about the story of His Majesty Song leading one hundred thousand to kiss Princess Yong'an, Princess Yong'an sacrificed herself for the common people, and the story of the emperor after the Emperor Song.

When Lin Feilu went out of the palace for the first time, he listened to his story all afternoon in the teahouse. Listening to the storyteller eloquently boasting that she is a reincarnation bodhisattva who understands and saves the common people, she feels embarrassed.

She has been out of the palace a lot, and she also has a few places she loves to go to.

The two did not eat lunch when they were out of the palace, leaving their stomachs to go to the shallow drunk building that she loved to eat. From the top of the restaurant to the shopkeeper to the second, they already knew this young and talented couple. As soon as they stepped in, they greeted them warmly: "The two have not been here for a long time, please go upstairs, or the old position?"

The old position is naturally Lin Feilu's favorite position 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 busy city, decorated gorgeously, and the dishes are very delicious. When Song Jinglan ordered, Lin Feilu was lying in the window and looking down.

Downstairs there was a lot of traffic, hawking ups and downs, and a scene of prosperity.

A table set up at the three fork in the road not far away attracted her attention.

There was already a group of people surrounded by three floors and three floors around the table. At the top of the table, there was a huge sign with the word "chat" written on it. There was a desk under the sign, and a large jade table was placed on the table. box. Looking at the gorgeousness of the box, you also know that the things inside are not simple.

On the stage stood a five-and-three-thin man, holding an axe, looking arrogantly below, and standing next to him, a middle-aged man who looked like the host said loudly: "The seventh game, this strong man won, but is there anyone else on stage to challenge? If not, this Heavenly Silkworm Treasure Armor from the Hidden Sword Villa belongs to this strong man."

There was a commotion underneath, and within a moment someone jumped onto the stage, but it was a lean monkey-like man who arched his hands slightly and said with a smile: "I'll try it."

The bottom began to applaud.

This thin man looked thin and weak, and seemed to be completely not the opponent of the strong man on the opposite side, but until the two met, everyone found that the thin man was very flexible and really jumped up and down like a monkey. The brawny man couldn't touch the corner of his clothes at all, and within a moment he was kicked off the ring with his foot on his butt.

Lin Feilu had heard of the reputation of the Hidden Sword Villa before, and the treasures of the world's magical soldiers came from here. She watched carefully when the two played against each other. The two really had some real skills. This ring is not a trivial contest. Those who dare to go to the stage are confident.

After ordering the dishes, Song Jinglan looked at her leaning over and asked with a smile: "After eating in a while, do you want to try it too?"

Lin Feilu didn't expect this, and pointed to himself suspiciously: "Me?"

Song Jinglan poured her a cup of hot tea, and said leisurely: "The silkworm armor was a rare treasure that could block sharp weapons from burning that day. Don't you have a friend who walks the rivers and lakes? If you win, you can give it to her."

"You mean Yanxin?" Lin Feilu's eyes began to shine, "Okay! Then I'll try it!"

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Don't worry, eat first. You haven't played a ring before, look at their routines, and watch them."

Lin Feilu was excited by his words.

She has never really played against anyone since she was a child to university martial arts, and she was expecting and nervous for a while. After all, I just lost my confidence under Song Jinglan's sword not long ago, and I was at a time when I was extremely unconfident.

Naturally, I didn't eat much of this meal. I kept paying attention to the movement on the ring until a man who used swords won the game. Lin Feilu suddenly became energetic: "He used swords! I'm going to fight him! "

Song Jinglan smiled and said, "Let's go then."

Lin Feilu was afraid that someone would take the lead, so he went downstairs and ran to the ring breezyly.

But at this time the young man on the stage was not a simple figure. The swordsmanship was extremely fierce. No one dared to take the stage for a while. When Lin Feilu ran up to the front, he heard the host say: "No one dares to challenge this man. The son? Then this silkworm treasure..."

Lin Feilu suddenly shouted: "I'm coming!"

She was too short, and she was at the end of the crowd. After the voice floated on the stage, everyone looked around for a while, but didn't see where the person was.

Until Song Jinglan held her waist behind him and supported her, Lin Feilu rose into the sky and flew into the ring.

Although they are dressed in men's clothing, everyone is not blind. Looking at this thin figure and beautiful facial features, you can see that she is a girl.

The man with the sword on the stage brightened his eyes and arched his hand at her very gracefully. His smile had no deep meaning: "Girl, the sword has no eyes. It's not a trifling matter. If you don't want to hurt you, please go down. Wait for the official to take After getting off the ring, it’s not too late to have a drink with the girl."

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

Someone in the audience shouted: "Girl, this is Guan Yuehui, the second son of Yujian Villa. The swordsman is superb, so don't ask for it."

Yujian Villa? Guan Yuehui?

This name sounds familiar.

When he and Lin Ting were rushing through the rivers and lakes together, wasn't the scumbag official Xing Ran the young owner of Yujian Villa?

Both are surnamed officials, it seems that these two are brothers?

Lin Feilu akimbo, very arrogant: "It's your people from Yujian Villa!"

Guan Yuehui's expression changed. Even if the other person was a beauty, she couldn't help but calmly said: "The girl is rude, so don't blame Guan Mou for teaching."

Underneath, I don’t know any onlookers who watched the excitement are not too much of a problem shouted: "Girl take the sword!"

As soon as Lin Feilu turned around, she saw someone throw a sword up. She raised her hand to catch it, and pursed her lower lip in excitement, "Come on!"

Guan Yuehui sneered: "People say that I am bullying the weak at Yujian Villa, and I will let you five moves."

Lin Feilu was stunned for a moment, hesitantly glanced at the audience.

Song Jinglan didn't know when he had stood in the front row, and was looking at her with a smile. Seeing her questioning gaze, he moved his lips without saying a word: "No need for him."

Lin Feilu immediately yelled as if he had a backstage: "You don't need to let it go! Look at it!"

Seeing her attacking with a sword, her moves were out of order, Guan Yuehui smiled contemptuously, and said in her heart, even if you said that you don't need me to let it, then I have to let it, otherwise it will spread out, my reputation as the second son of Yujian Villa...

Eh? Where's my sword? ? ?

Guan Yuehui didn't even know what happened, and the long sword in his hand had been picked away by the opponent.

She held the iron sword that was thrown up at random, with the blade resting on his neck, and she could smell the rust when she tilted her head.

There was silence all around.

The girl disguised as a man on the other side also looked at him in amazement, as if she was more surprised than him: "That's it?"