For several days, the town returned to its former tranquility, as if the fatal fight and the conversation that night had never happened. The injuries of Captain Song and Master Ma healed quickly, and they returned to work as usual.
Pei Zhiyuan acted very calmly. He traveled with Master Zhou to explore the mountains and rivers of Langya County, and occasionally teased Chen Xu. He did not look like the living King of Hell as rumored by the legend.
Song Lin was really angry. When he saw Pei Zhiyuan, he picked up his sword and chopped him without saying a word.
Pei Zhiyuan dodged flexibly left and right. He was still very happy to spar with the master, so he immediately drew out his Embroidered Spring Sword and started fighting with him.
"You shameless bastard, if you dare to come near my Xiu Xiu again, I will cut you into eight pieces!"
His martial arts skills were already among the best in Haoyue Country, but he couldn't get any advantage in Song Lin's hands. He could only taunt her, "Miss Shen is so smart and beautiful. I don't believe that Constable Song didn't use some tricks to take advantage of her."
Song Lin was speechless for a moment. He had indeed been too impatient and forced her to make many choices. But she had also clearly told him that she was willing. This shouldn't be considered despicable...
"Humph, Miss Shen has fair skin, is beautiful, can make crossbows, understands the languages of various countries, and is proficient in calligraphy and arithmetic. You can tell at first glance that she is a lady from a noble family." Pei Zhiyuan saw that Song Lin's movements paused slightly, as if he was thinking carefully about what he said, and the corners of his mouth curled up to the sky with pride.
He continued provocatively, "Rich families like those are very particular about marrying someone of equal status. Constable Song wouldn't have taken advantage of her amnesia to trick her into marrying him with sweet words, and then helped her recognize her relationship later, hoping to become the son-in-law of a wealthy family."
"I'll tear your mouth apart." Song Lin's face was tense, and the knife in his hand came through the wind, with anger clearly in his moves.
"Wow, it seems Pei was right."
Pei Zhiyuan glanced at the long gully carved into the stone beside him and added, "Shameless."
Song Lin didn't say anything more and drew his sword to chop at Pei Zhiyuan again. The sharp wind of the sword was like a flash of lightning, so fast that only the afterimage could be seen. Sparks flew when it collided with Pei Zhiyuan's Xiuchun Sword.
The two chased and fought all the way, making a mess in the backyard of the yamen.
"You actually know Xiuxiu's life experience, right? Who is Jiang Yu and how do we find him?" Song Lin pressed the knife with his hand and pushed Pei Zhiyuan into a corner.
"Hehe, you country boy are quite strong. Why should I tell you?" Pei Zhiyuan kicked him in the abdomen and swung his knife hard to push him away.
Song Lin chased him relentlessly, beating him back repeatedly, "Then I'll beat you until you speak!"
Seeing that he was about to be forced into a corner again, Pei Zhiyuan stopped, but did not put away his knife, and stood facing Song Lin.
He said quietly, "In the north, there's Xue Yan, the commander of Yuji Pass. He has a younger sister who disappeared while traveling in Yanyang Country. She's about the same age as Miss Shen."
"The Xue family has sent envoys to various dynasties throughout history. They are proficient in the languages and history of various countries, and their women also learn calligraphy and arithmetic, which is very consistent with what Miss Shen knows."
"As for why she made a crossbow, Jiang Yu also served as an envoy, so they must have exchanged ideas."
"The Xue family in the north?" Song Lin put away his knife, frowned slightly, and pursed his thin lips.
Pei Zhiyuan raised the corners of his lips and lowered his voice to sneer: "I'm afraid your little lady is really the daughter of a noble family that a commoner like you can't afford."
"you!"
"Oh~~ Constable Song is not completely unworthy. If the Xue family is defeated this time and the entire clan is convicted and reduced to slavery, perhaps you will be able to rise to a high position in the court..."
Song Lin said without hesitation: "I will join the Xuan Jing Division."
"Oh, I don't think highly of you." Pei Zhiyuan put away his knife, smiled contemptuously, and added: "Your uncle is almost the same."
"I will try to convince my uncle. As for whether he is willing or not, I can't force him."
Pei Zhiyuan spread his hands lazily and said, "Alright, although your kung fu is a little worse than your uncle's, it's still barely usable."
"They are more useful than those good-for-nothings under your command." Song Lin stood there for a moment and said, "Master Pei, please don't tell her about Xiuxiu's life story for now."
"Why, Constable Song, are you afraid that your young lady will find out about her background and look down on you?"
Song Lin didn't answer, just snorted lightly, turned around and left with a heavy heart.
"Why are these two fighting again?"
Mr. Zhou frowned as he looked at the green plants in the backyard of the yamen that were almost destroyed. Song Lin and Pei Zhiyuan had been fighting every day these days, and he was used to it.
It was a pity that the flowers and plants he had carefully cultivated had been almost destroyed by the two of them.
"I'm free."
Master Ma sat on a chair, holding the broken iron pen with regret, and sighed, "Old friend, you are gone first."
"Ask the blacksmith shop to make another one, and I'll pay for it." Mr. Zhou waved his hand proudly.
At this time, Shen Xu came in holding a box. Seeing the two talking in front of the yard, he stepped forward and said, "Master Zhou, Uncle Ma, where is my husband?"
The two of them looked around the courtyard and replied, "Just left."
Shen Xu followed their gaze towards the devastated scene and frowned, "Are they fighting again?"
Pei Zhiyuan patted the dirt off his body, strode to Shen Xu, and said, "Miss Shen, your Constable Song doesn't want to cooperate with our plan at all. If something happens to Pei, who will take you to the capital?"
"Lord Pei is a skilled martial artist, so how could he be injured so easily? But my husband was not hurt by you, was he?"
Pei Zhiyuan snorted in dissatisfaction: "Your husband looks like a gigolo, but he is as strong as an ox. Who can hurt him?"
Shen Xu ignored him, turned around, opened the box, took out a pair of brand new iron pens, and handed them to Master Ma.
"Uncle Ma, I saw your close-fitting weapon was broken that day, so I made you a new pair."
Master Ma's eyes lit up, he picked up the pair of finely crafted iron pens and carefully examined the weapon.
"Did my niece-in-law really give it to me?"
"Um."
"My niece's craftsmanship is truly exquisite. I've been wanting to ask you to help make a weapon for a long time. Old Song has shown off his bat double-edged sword to me several times, and I'm so envious."
Chen Xu replied, "Based on ancient records, I attempted to recreate the seven-inch judge's pen used by a former general of the Haoyue Kingdom. I added chromium ore to the cast iron to increase the weapon's hardness and toughness. The tip of the pen now features a spiral groove, making it easier to penetrate the skin and increasing its lethality."
“You know all this? Have you ever practiced martial arts?” Pei Zhiyuan exclaimed in amazement and quickly stretched out his hand to attack Shen Xu.
Master Ma subconsciously blocked it, but was quickly pushed away by him. Seeing that Pei Zhiyuan's fist was about to hit Shen Xu's body, he suddenly retracted his strength the moment of contact and gently pushed her away with his palm.
Even though Pei Zhiyuan had already reduced his strength, Shen Xu still stumbled back two steps, losing her grip on the box and dropping it to the ground. She frowned and said, "Hey, what are you doing? Can you please tell me before you attack next time?"
"Strange, you look like someone who has practiced martial arts, but your reaction is so poor."
"I have lost my memory, how can I remember clearly?"
"Amnesia will cause the body's memory to form reflexes. Obviously, you don't have such reflexes. Miss, why don't you try martial arts? You have a good physical foundation."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
