Chapter 128 The Empress is Getting Better at Making Funny Talk

During the few days of fighting, Lian Wei used a wooden sword and her attacks were not very fierce. Compared to the beating she gave her brother Lian Qiao that day, it could be said that it did not hurt at all.

But with Yan Yunxiao's instructions, he would always attack a person directly where his life was most vulnerable.

Although Su Changan would not be hurt, the tip of the wooden sword and the blade would always stop on his chest or neck.

The psychological pressure on Su Changan is much greater than being beaten directly.

So at the beginning Su Changan was only thinking about dodging, but no matter how fast he was, Lian Wei could always keep up, as if he knew what Su Changan was going to do.

This made Su Changan very uncomfortable.

It's like a child fighting against an adult. No matter what you do, you can't escape the other person's control, especially since it takes a lot of effort to just avoid the other person, let alone hit the other person.

Yan Yunxiao's teaching method is quite strange, because she let Su Changan fight against Lian Wei, but did not teach Su Changan any sword moves.

Just let him figure it out himself.

He also did not allow Yan Ruyu to teach Su Changan sword moves.

But before the battle with Lian Wei every day, he would let Yan Ruyu fight with Lian Wei in front of Su Changan.

It is said that watching others fight is better than learning those dead moves yourself. Real moves are learned from fighting.

Su Changan didn't dare to ask more questions or express any opinions about this.

Because Yan Ruyu said that was how she got out, including her senior brother.

But before every battle, Yan Ruyu would fight with Lian Wei.

But every time he just looked at it once, Su Changan was still confused.

Fortunately, by the third day, Su Changan felt that he had adapted to Lian Wei's speed, at least not as wasteful as the first three days.

In addition, Yan Ruyu would "give some special treatment" after returning to Lingqi Pavilion, and would deliberately put pressure on Zhou Qianhong to fight against her.

So Su Changan finally figured out some tricks.

Although still in a mess, he can now find one or two opportunities to fight back in a battle.

Although Lian Wei easily dodged it, it was nothing.

But Su Changan was very happy. After all, practicing martial arts is like piling up one brick at a time. If you keep piling up, won't it soon become a wall?

But what Su Changan didn't know was.

He was able to find an opportunity to counterattack so quickly amid Lian Wei's relentless pressure, which actually shocked Lian Wei himself, Yan Yunxiao, and Yan Ruyu.

Because everyone knew that Su Changan had only been practicing martial arts for less than two months.

This would allow us to find an opportunity to counterattack under Lian Wei's command.

You should know.

Although Lian Wei has been suppressed to the third level.

However, Lian Wei's "Sword of Rebirth" focuses on swordsmanship. He uses the sword to question his heart and asks the three-foot-long sword in his hand what is the truth in the world.

Completely different from his brother's 'Sword of Entering the World', Lian Qiao uses his heart to question the sword, tempering his mind and asking himself what the worldly principles he sees are and what the use of the three-foot-long sword in his hand is.

Therefore, Lian Wei focused on training swordsmanship. Even though he had reached the third level, his swordsmanship was far superior to that of ordinary swordsmen.

therefore

Su Changan, a man who had only practiced martial arts for less than two months, was able to find an opportunity to fight back from this method.

You can imagine how scary it is.

only

This cannot change the situation where Su Changan was being beaten.

After all, the time spent practicing martial arts was too short.

…

The weather is cold and rainy.

A cold wind brought a cold rain.

It made people in the entire Luoan city realize that the weather was really going to get colder.

All of a sudden, many people in Luoan City forgot all the major events that had happened in the past few days.

For example, Zhao Xiaojia, who was demoted to a captain of the imperial guards, was assassinated at home.

Yang Anguo, the adopted son of the Grand Tutor and deputy commander of the Imperial Guards, was assassinated in a brothel.

Yang Yong, the commander of Fengyang and the adopted son of the Grand Tutor, was attacked late at night and nearly killed. Fortunately, he was discovered and the assassin escaped, but his two legs were crippled and he had to lie in bed for the rest of his life.

There are others who hold important positions in the Imperial Guard.

certainly

Not only did a fire inexplicably break out in the study of Wang Maoqing, the Secretary of the Secretariat, but Wang Maoqing himself was beaten up. Although he did not die, he had to lie in bed to recuperate for a while.

The assassination of a senior official in the court, or the serious injury of a senior official, any one of these things alone is horrifying! It is also a provocation to the court!

The empress was also furious and asked the Dali Temple to find out the result within a week.

but

Five days have passed and there has been no movement. Only people from the Dali Temple are seen coming and going on the street.

People with discerning eyes can understand it, but dare not speak it out.

If you don't understand it, you can just curse the people in Dali Temple for being useless, and that's all.

After a long time, no one said anything.

but.

The storm is coming and the whole building is in chaos.

Many people can feel it.

However, it was cold and rainy at the moment, and the people of Luoan City didn't care about it. They just wanted to put on two thick clothes to keep themselves warm.

Yan Shu, the student from a poor family, was still wearing an old blue robe. After coming out from Xun Siye's place, he stretched out his hand to catch the raindrops and looked at the street where the raindrops slanted like a pearl curtain hanging between the sky and the earth.

Then he gently opened the oil-paper umbrella and walked carefully on the street, not letting himself step into puddles. His steps were elegant and cautious, which formed a contrast with the hurried steps of other pedestrians on this rainy day.

When passing by a street stall by chance, Yan Shu deliberately tilted his umbrella to prevent raindrops from falling on the stall. The sky was full of raindrops, and some drizzle took the opportunity to fall on Yan Shu's hair and shoulders.

Yan Shu didn't care and continued on his way.

When they arrived in front of a large but very unique restaurant, Yan Shu carefully put away his umbrella and shook it a few times before turning around and entering the restaurant. He went up to the second floor and bowed slightly to the waiter when he saw him.

It was a rainy day today and there weren't many customers in the restaurant, so the waiter was bored and lay over the counter watching the rain outside.

But he was not a scholar, and had no sentiments. He could not appreciate what scholars said, such as "The sound of rain all night cooled my dreams."

He was just bored, so he was just looking at the people on the street.

From a distance, he noticed Yan Shu and thought that this scholar was a little stupid. He had to hold an umbrella tilted when passing by other people's stalls and got soaked for a long time.

But when he saw Yan Shu enter the store, he bowed to him.

This made the waiter a little at a loss. He leaned his head and watched Yan Shu go up to the second floor. He was a little stunned and couldn't help but look at the stalls.

I happened to see some people passing by with umbrellas, but they didn't hold the umbrellas at an angle, so the rain on the umbrellas all dripped onto the stalls. Seeing that the stalls were a little wet, the boss hurried to clean them up.

Looking at the shop owner busying around, I suddenly felt happy. This is what is right.

As for the fact that Yan Shu had just bowed to him, he immediately forgot about it.

Only then did Yan Shu go up to the second floor.

Wei Zijian, Liu Sanbai and others who had been waiting for a long time immediately surrounded them.

Among them, Li Ziyu couldn't wait to ask, "Can Xun Siye give it to me?"

Yan Shu bowed to Li Ziyu and the others, then nodded with a smile and said, "Lend it to me."

When everyone heard this, they were delighted and looked at the oil-paper bag that Yan Shu took out from his arms.

Liu Xuan was tall and strong, and had the most impatient temper. After snatching it from Yan Shu, he immediately put it on the table and opened it.

Yan Shu said anxiously: "Be careful, if you damage it you will have to pay for it."

However, no one paid any attention to him and just looked at the book "Dream of Red Mansions, Part Two" on the table.

Wei Zijian looked at the book on the table and said with emotion: "Xun Siye is the one who has a solution. Nowadays, the second volume of the Dream of the Red Chamber is hard to come by."

Liu Xuan said: "Not only is it hard to get a copy, it was sold out the day it was released, and now it's being sold for more than 100 taels a copy on the black market."

Liu Sanbai smiled and said, "It's natural that this work will surpass other vernacular works."

Wei Zijian glanced at Liu Sanbai and said with a smile, "Before, Sanbai was still saying that it was better not to read works written by girls, but now he praises it more than we do."

Liu Sanbai looked at Wei Zijian: "Am I the only one like this? Don't forget that many people in the capital are like this. But I didn't expect that I would be shocked when I saw it. What can I do?"

After saying that, Liu Sanbai laughed at himself: "But now that I think about it, I still underestimated Mr. Chang'an's literary talent."

Liu Xuan looked at these people and said, "You just don't accept Mr. Chang'an at all. The Dream of Red Mansions is now completely popular in Luo'an City. Many people stayed up all night to read the second volume and gave it the evaluation of being the most amazing in ancient and modern times. You just came to read it now."

Li Ziyu said on the side: "I heard that Master Ji was deeply moved after reading it, and Xun Siye was even more exaggerated, he shed tears directly."

Liu Xuan glared at Li Ziyu: "Don't spoil the plot, kid. I know you and Yan Shu have watched the whole thing at Xun Siye's place, but the rest of us haven't seen it yet."

Li Ziyu said helplessly: "Just say it if you think of it. Besides, aren't you looking forward to seeing the people at the literary gathering tonight after seeing Miss Chang'an? I am quite looking forward to it."

Wei Zijian corrected her, "It's not Miss Chang'an anymore, Ziyu. Once this book is published, it should be Mr. Chang'an."

Hearing this, Li Ziyu smiled and shook his head: "It was a slip of the tongue."

But after saying that, Li Ziyu sighed, "However, it is really amazing. It's fine that he has such a high literary talent, and I heard that the [Dianjiangchun] rouge shop was also opened by Mr. Chang'an Xiao. Chang'an and his brother Su Liheng. Now they have launched things like Daiyu set gift boxes, and even men have Baoyu set meals. It's really unheard of. Now most of the women in the capital want that [Dianjiangchun] rouge."

Liu Sanbai smiled and added, "Not only that, nowadays, the women in the Flower Street are all learning to put on makeup. If they put on makeup well, the boss of Dianjiangchun, Su Liheng, is willing to redeem them. And it's not just the Flower Street, but other people are the same, regardless of their status, as long as they know how to put on makeup. Anyone who knows how to put on makeup will work in Dianjiangchun Rouge in the future. And I heard that two days ago, when Dianjiangchun Rouge opened, Mr. Chang'an put on makeup for women on the spot. No matter if they were rich or poor, Mr. Chang'an would help them put on makeup. Not only did they look very beautiful, but they also looked more beautiful. But everyone who went there that day said that Mr. Chang'an never put on makeup himself, but no one could surpass his beauty."

"But it was mainly because Mr. Chang'an was so approachable despite his status. When she heard that someone kept talking to Mr. Chang'an, she was always friendly to them, until more and more people came, and she had to leave. But even so, she still gave opening gifts to everyone, regardless of whether they bought anything or not. She even bought a lot of food to distribute to the people at the scene, saying that everyone was hungry and she would treat everyone to a meal."

At the end, Liu Sanbai smiled even more.

When everyone heard this, they all smiled, but they all expressed their feelings from the bottom of their hearts.

Such an identity, so approachable.

Liu Xuan frowned and said, "It's a pity. None of us look that good. Only Yan Shu can put on that Baoyu makeup, but this guy doesn't do it!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Shu smiled and shook his head.

Li Ziyu looked at Yan Shu and said, "How about you, Yan Shu, you draw it? You don't have to pay, I'll pay for it for you!"

Yan Shu quickly shook his head: "Not appropriate, not appropriate."

Everyone looked at Yan Shu's bewildered look and laughed.

But Liu Xuan suddenly noticed that Wei Zijian was looking at him, and immediately said, "Zijian!"

Everyone looked over.

Wei Zijian immediately shook his head in embarrassment: "Just take a look. I promised to watch it with you all after the literary gathering tonight. I will never break my promise."

Seeing Wei Zijian had finished reading the first and second pages, Liu Sanbai immediately scolded him, "Give it to me! Yan Shu, keep it away quickly. You are the only one who can be trusted here."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Liu Sanbai.

Liu Sanbai immediately smiled and said, "Of course, that includes me!"

Everyone thought about it carefully and laughed out loud.

However, Liu Xuan looked at the drizzle outside and said, "I wonder if Mr. Changan will create another masterpiece tonight."

Wei Zijian wrapped the schoolbag in oil paper and handed it to Yan Shu, then said, "After all, this is a literary gathering, not a poetry gathering. Even if Mr. Chang'an writes poems, we will still be embarrassed to show off our skills."

Li Ziyu shook his head and said, "I hope Miss Chang'an won't write any poems. The imperial examination is coming soon, and I'm afraid it will ruin my fragile heart. I must pass the winter examination this year, otherwise my father, as you all know, will keep urging me to go back and help him with his business."

Everyone rolled their eyes at Li Ziyu upon hearing this. Liu Xuan was about to curse, but then he thought again, sighed and said, "That's really possible. But I also want to see Mr. Changan's masterpiece. Oh, how can I describe this feeling?"

Yan Shu, who had been silent, thought for a moment and said, "Xun Siye also said that if Mr. Chang'an comes to the literary gathering tonight and another masterpiece is produced, I'm afraid that many students will lose their literary spirit and fail the winter exam. He also said that this is the way it should be. Studying is also a way of training the mind. If you can't stand such stimulation, how can you continue to study? I think it's hard to say what a person's state of mind is. But you will definitely not be affected by this."

Everyone looked at Yan Shu. Liu Sanbai smiled and said, "When it comes to speaking, it has to be you, Yan Shu. No wonder you are so popular with the teachers."

Yan Shu smiled slightly and looked out the window at the drizzle that was gradually stopping.

Thinking of what Xun Siye said to him.

If you want to be calm, you must first be calm.

…

Inside Lingqi Pavilion, Su Changan sat in the hall, leaning against a pillar, yawning. He felt much better as he watched the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipate.

Otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable to travel on rainy days.

Xia Fengxiang was lying on Su Changan's lap, holding a memorial in his hand. Seeing Su Changan yawning, he said, "You still have to go to the literary gathering tonight, you can sleep for a while now. I won't go to the imperial study today, I'll stay here. I'll call you then."

Su Changan shook his head: "I'm afraid I'll fall asleep and sleep until morning, and won't be able to go to the literary gathering."

Xia Fengxiang laughed and scolded: "How is that possible? I already told you to come."

But after saying that, Xia Fengxiang sat up, with some hair sliding down her face. Then Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan and said, "Or is it that Mr. Changan is afraid that he won't be able to go to the literary meeting and meet those girls who are thinking about you so much now?"

Hearing this, Su Changan helped Xia Fengxiang to put his hair back, and then said seriously: "Let them miss you, I am thinking of you."

Xia Fengxiang immediately laughed and scolded: "How corny! And every time I say this, you always say the same thing. There's nothing else you can say, right?"

Su Changan was helpless. It turned out that you knew you had said it many times!

But even if I think this in my heart, I will definitely say something else: "It's really gone, and you are happy when I say this."

Xia Fengxiang glared at Su Changan, then laid on Su Changan's lap and said, "If you go there tonight, if those girls come up to you, be careful, okay? You have a wife."

Upon hearing this, Su Changan lowered his head to look at Xia Fengxiang, who had already covered his face with the folded paper.

I feel a little happy.

My wife is becoming more and more adept at making jokes.

But just when Su Changan was looking at Xia Fengxiang with a happy face.

Xia Fengxiang secretly glanced at Su Changan from behind the letter.

The four looked into each other's eyes.

Xia Fengxiang's face turned red and he immediately scolded, "What are you looking at! Go look at the rain!"

Su Changan was helpless, but seeing that the dark clouds in the sky had dispersed and the rain had listened, he thought for a moment and said, "I want to tell you something, do you want to listen?"

Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan.

Su Changan said, "I want to become a cloud. When I'm happy, I play hide-and-seek with the sun. When I'm unhappy, I cry for everyone to see."

Xia Fengxiang found it a bit strange, but when he thought about it carefully, it was a very cute sentence.

Just looking at Su Changan, Xia Fengxiang looked suspicious: "Does it have anything to do with now?"

Su Changan shook his head: "It's okay, I just suddenly thought of it, so I told it to the person I like."

Xia Fengxiang turned his head away and continued to cover his face with the folded paper.

But the face hidden under the fold looks super happy!

However, Xia Fengxiang suddenly remembered something, looked at Su Changan and said, "Su Changan."

Su Changan looked down at Xia Fengxiang: "Hmm?"

But looking at Xia Fengxiang's flushed face, he asked, "Want a kiss? Goodbye, we just kissed, why are you continuing so soon?"

Xia Fengxiang twisted Su Changan's leg and scolded, "You only know how to kiss me! I want to tell you something serious!"

Su Changan touched the place where he was pinched and looked at Xia Fengxiang.

Xia Fengxiang rolled his eyes and said, "What I mean is, if you are going to write poetry tonight, or if you have something you are good at, do it well! It would be best if you can scare those students."

(End of this chapter)