Chapter 52 Lu Man

Su Yuji was weak and her boxing skills were very erratic, so she got up early the next day to practice boxing when no one was at the training ground. However, when she arrived at the training ground, she unexpectedly found someone inside.

What was even more surprising was that the person was Ming Huashang, the notorious loser yesterday.

She was wearing a white training suit, her hair was tied up high, her hair was slightly wet, her cheeks were white and rosy, and she looked full of energy and vitality. When she saw Su Yuji, she was also stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Good morning."

Su Yuji and Ming Huashang were not familiar with each other. She was not a warm-hearted person, and her first meeting with Ming Huashang was not a pleasant one. As a result, Su Yuji always felt an indescribable awkwardness when she saw Ming Huashang.

Su Yuji nodded lightly, which was considered a return gesture. Su Yuji walked away to practice boxing, and Ming Huashang also stood quietly under the tree to rest. No one wanted to talk.

Although they were training together, they didn't even know each other's real names, let alone friendship. They all kept a nodding acquaintance and did not interfere with each other. Ming Huashang and Jiang Ling were the exceptions.

Ming Huachang thought that this was the real daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo, and she was too embarrassed to talk to her. She stood in the shade of the trees, bored, waiting for Ming Huazhang to come back.

Someone behind her called "sister", Ming Huachang turned around subconsciously, and when their eyes met, both of them were stunned. Su Xingzhi hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

Ming Huashang smiled and shook her head: "Nothing. Brother Qianshan, are you here to look for Miss Ruoshui?"

Su Xingzhi nodded: "That's right. Did you see where she went?"

Ming Huashang pointed in the direction Su Yuji left. Su Xingzhi looked up and saw a thin white figure. He bowed and said politely, "Thank you. I'm sorry for mistaking you for my sister. May I ask your name?"

Ming Huashang naturally couldn't say that she was the fake daughter Ming Huashang, and she was suspected to be Su Xingzhi's sister. When she first heard about Su Ma's behavior of swapping children, she really didn't dare to expect such a family to raise any good seedlings. Unexpectedly, Su Xingzhi was a man of noble character. Although he was born in a poor family, he did not change his gentlemanly character and seemed to have great potential.

Ming Huashang had a good impression of Su Xingzhi. She wanted to establish a good relationship with her future brother, so she was very enthusiastic and said with a smile: "Brother Qianshan, you are too polite. My name is

"The two are the same. This set of training clothes is the same for everyone. From the back, everyone looks the same. It is indeed easy to mistake them. I have called the wrong person several times. Brother Qianshan, don't take it to heart."

The girl's last two sentences naturally carried a tone of complaint and coquettishness. Su Xingzhi smiled faintly, feeling a little surprised.

On the one hand, he was surprised by Ming Huashang's overly familiar intimacy, but he was even more surprised that he had mistaken her for someone else.

The sun had not yet risen, and the light under the trees was cold. He saw the back of a tall and slender woman in white, and subconsciously thought it was Su Yuji. Who would have thought it was Ming Huashang.

He and Su Yuji grew up together, so he shouldn't make such a mistake, right?

Ming Huashang saw that Su Xingzhi had no intention of becoming close friends. She understood it too late, so she smiled and said, "I won't bother Brother Qianshan anymore. See you later."

She learned from her dream that Su Xingzhi was her biological brother, but in Su Xingzhi's eyes, she was just a stranger he met for the second time, and being too enthusiastic would only make people suspicious. Just take it slow, there is still a year anyway.

Don't hit a smiling person. Facing a gentle and charming girl, Su Xingzhi couldn't keep a cold face, so he exchanged a few more words of greeting, and then went to the other side of the training ground to find Su Yuji. Ming Huashang kept smiling and watched Su Xingzhi walk away.

Su Xingzhi is eighteen years old this year, only one year older than Jiang Ling, but he looks much more mature. If Jiang Ling is the sincere and pure evergreen in the flower garden, then Su Xingzhi is the pine and cypress in the mountains that withstand the wind and rain. His vigor and tenacity are something that a nobleman like Jiang Ling cannot imitate.

Ming Huachang was so absorbed in watching that she didn't even notice someone standing behind her. Ming Huazhang followed her gaze for a long time and suddenly asked, "What are you looking at?"

Ming Huashang was startled. He turned around and saw Ming Huazhang. His eyes immediately lit up: "Second brother, you scared me! When did you come? Why are you walking so quietly?"

Ming Huazhang looked at Ming Huachang's face and said, "Just arrived. Who are you looking at? Why are you so engrossed? If you were on a mission, you would have been killed by now."

Ming Huashang curled his lips secretly and lowered his head and said, "I was wrong, second brother. I will definitely concentrate in the future and never be distracted again. Second brother, did you know that besides us, there are others coming to the training ground for extra training!"

Ming Huashang was eager to share the latest news with Ming Huazhang, but Ming Huazhang just hummed lightly and didn't seem to be interested. Ming Huashang didn't dare to go against the wind anymore, so he shut up and turned back to continue to be in a daze.

Ming Huazhang felt even more uncomfortable when he saw her performance.

Today Ming Huashang came to the training ground half an hour early. Ming Huazhang helped her train her physical strength and endurance. Unfortunately, her foundation was too poor and she was sweating profusely halfway through the training.

Ming Huazhang was afraid that she had consumed too much energy and would not be able to run ten laps, so he ended the training early and let her recover under the tree.

Unexpectedly, he was only away for a while, and when he came back, he saw her and Su Xingzhi talking and laughing, having a great time. Although Ming Huashang was thoughtful and insightful, she was not a person who was keen on socializing. In the past few years, she even stayed in the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion and did not go out, and did not even go to the banquets that the young lady admired the most.

Now she is actively showing kindness to a poor boy whom she has never met before. Why?

Ming Huazhang still looked aloof and reserved, but Ming Huachang felt inexplicably cold. She hugged her arms tightly, feeling very confused.

Did she say something wrong again? Why did Ming Huazhang look unhappy again?

Fortunately, someone soon arrived and broke the awkward silence between the two. Ming Huashang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked over to Xie Jichuan, Jiang Ling and the others, and began to suffer for the day.

As expected, Ming Huachang was still the last one, but her speed was much faster than yesterday. When she finished, she managed to catch up with half of the boxing class.

Jiang Ling was being abused by Ren Yao as a punching bag. Ren Yao's attitude towards martial arts training was very simple, no preparation was needed, he would learn as he fought.

Jiang Ling almost burst into tears when he saw Ming Huashang coming over: "You're finally here! I want to change my training partner. I don't want to team up with a tomboy!"

"Do you think I care about you?" Ren Yao sneered, "I'll be in the same group with her, you can just fight against the wooden stake by yourself!"

Ming Huashang didn't want to get involved in their quarrel. Before she could refuse, Ming Huazhang said coldly, "Come here, I'll practice with you."

Xie Jichuan sighed softly, and said with a half-smile: "You are in Cao's camp, but your heart is with Han. In this case, I am the one who is redundant, right?"

Three people were vying to serve her, but Ming Huashang was very calm. She would be beaten no matter who she teamed up with, so she might as well find the strongest one. Ming Huashang crossed her arms to Xie Jichuan, with pitiful eyes: "Brother Wei Yue, I don't want to compete with you. Please wait for a moment. Once I learn it, I will leave immediately."

"It's okay." Xie Jichuan waved his hand, relaxed his shoulders, and said with relief, "I've wanted to take a break for a long time. It's just right that you're here. I couldn't ask for more."

After Xie Jichuan finished speaking, he immediately went to the side to rest, not wanting to waste even a second. He leaned against the railing, watching Jiang Ling being beaten bloody by Ren Yao. It was only after Ren Yao adjusted his breathing that Jiang Ling had a chance to catch his breath.

Xie Jichuan leaned back with his arms folded, looking at Jiang Ling with sympathy: "Would you like to come and rest?"

Jiang Ling walked over, lifted his legs and sat on the fence, sighing: "It's terrible, this woman is scarier than a flood or a beast."

Xie Jichuan nodded in agreement: "That's enough. No one is watching anyway, so why bother trying so hard?"

Jiang Ling was lucky to meet a kindred spirit, so he immediately started to talk, accusing her nonstop: "You don't know how true this woman is! She came to knock on my door at 1:15 AM today. I was just a little late, and she wanted to throw cold water on me! Oh my God, what did I do wrong? Why did God torture me like this?"

Ren Yao had many more heinous crimes to do, but Jiang Ling had just begun to talk when he heard a thud from behind. He and Xie Jichuan turned around and were surprised to see Ming Huashang being thrown to the ground.

Ming Huazhang controlled the force, but a layer of dirt was still stirred up when he landed. Ming Huashang lay on the ground covered in dust and fell silent.

Jiang Ling: “…”

He suddenly felt that the tomboy was not bad for him.

Xie Jichuan felt sorry for the good young lady who had suffered such a punishment, but Ming Huazhang seemed to have no idea how to be gentle and prudent with women. He mercilessly let Ming Huashang get up and continued to throw her.

Xie Jichuan asked in a gloomy voice, "Are they biological children? What hatred or grudge do they have? Is it that serious?"

Jiang Ling nodded with deep sympathy. He suddenly felt that Ren Yao was very brotherly and very loyal. He jumped down from the railing and tried to pat Xie Jichuan on the shoulder, but Xie Jichuan ruthlessly dodged him.

"Don't touch me." Xie Jichuan glanced at Jiang Ling's dirt-covered palms and said contemptuously, "Your hands are very dirty."

Jiang Ling looked at the dirt on his palm and gave up, saying, "Then you sit down by yourself. I'll go back first."

Ming Huachang felt like a piece of dough that had been repeatedly beaten, and her bones were almost broken into paste. Ming Huazhang had a cold face, completely different from the gentle brother who brought her hot porridge yesterday. He asked sternly, "Did you remember?"

Ming Huashang nodded weakly, like a punching bag: "I'll remember it."

Ming Huazhang was moved when he saw her pitiful look. But he knew that he would be hurting her if he let her off the hook, so he kept his face cold and said ruthlessly, "Then go practice. Practice each move a hundred times until you are done."

Ming Huashang obediently went to the open space next to her to practice boxing. Xie Jichuan leaned on the railing, watched for a while, patted the railing beside him, and said, "Sister, are you tired? If you are tired, take a break."

"Wei Yue." Ming Hua Zhang frowned and looked at him, his eyes as cold as ice, "What are you doing?"

Xie Jichuan sighed and stood up slowly, not forgetting to say to Ming Huashang: "Be careful, sister. I'll come to see you later."

Xie Jichuan reluctantly returned to the practice field. Ming Huazhang lowered his head and flexed his fingers. He glanced at Xie Jichuan coldly and said, "When did you become so nosy?"

"Of course I don't mind other people's business." Xie Jichuan said, "But it's different for a lovely girl like my sister. I'm happy to share your worries."

Ming Huazhang nodded, knowing that there was no need to talk too much, some truths had to be taught with fists so that he could remember them. Xie Jichuan saw Ming Huazhang's battle, and felt uneasy, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "I warn you, I won't bother with you, but if you throw me like this, I will be angry."

Ming Huazhang just snorted softly in response.

Xie Jichuan finally went back to change clothes with a sullen face. Ming Huashang finally finished the 100 swings, and her limbs felt so tired that they didn't belong to her. She went back home at noon and fell asleep immediately. When she went to class in the afternoon, she was still groggy and dazed.

Many students in the hall were in a similar situation as her. They were all drowsy and listened to the teacher speaking secret words in a tone as plain as boiled water under the dull afternoon sunlight.

The first day was indeed spent taking care of the newbies. Today’s secret language was more difficult, but also more hypnotic.

Ming Huashang yawned quietly, trying hard to suppress her sleepiness, but when she glanced over inadvertently, she found that Xie Jichuan had fallen asleep on the table.

Ming Huashang: “?”

Wasn't he a son of a noble family? He was from the great Xie family, the "Xie" in the old Wang and Xie family story. How could he sleep in class?

Apparently, the Master also felt that Xie Jichuan was too high-profile. He said with a cold face, "Student, what did I mean by the secret code just now?"

The Master suddenly asked, and many of the sleepy disciples suddenly woke up. They turned their heads quietly and looked in the direction of Xie Jichuan.

Xie Jichuan lay on the table without moving. Ming Huazhang placed the pen horizontally in his hand and quickly bounced onto Xie Jichuan through his sleeve, and Xie Jichuan woke up.

He held his forehead with his hand. Even though he looked like he had just been woken up, he still looked elegant and graceful. Instead, he looked like a famous scholar from the Wei and Jin dynasties. His voice was a little hoarse as he asked, "What's wrong?"

The Master repeated the question with a cold face. Xie Jichuan lowered his head, flipped through two pages of the book, and translated the meaning of the Master's long string of secret words without thinking.

Everyone held their breath and watched, waiting for the next development, but unexpectedly, the master paused and said nothing. After that, Xie Jichuan fell asleep on the table, and he no longer cared.

Ming Huashang's eyes widened in disbelief. Xie Jichuan actually got the answer right?

She listened to most of the class but was still confused. Xie Jichuan didn't listen at all and just flipped through two pages of the book, and he learned it?

Is there any justice?

Jiang Ling and Ren Yao beside him also couldn't believe it: "Is it true? Could he be making it up?"

Xie Jichuan is talking nonsense, is the Master also talking nonsense? Ming Huachang sighed in his heart. He heard that Xie Jichuan was known as a child prodigy since he was young, and was said to have a photographic memory and could write without punctuation. Ming Huachang originally thought it was an exaggeration, but now it seems to be true.

God has blessed me with food, there is no comparison.

Ming Huachang sighed for a moment and continued to write down her notes. This was the homework Ming Huazhang assigned to her yesterday. If Xie Jichuan was a natural talent, Ming Huazhang had a strong thinking ability that was developed through long-term self-discipline and self-reflection.

The former is a gift from God, while the latter can build a fortress out of the sand even if God turns against him.

She would rather be Ming Huazhang.

The long secret language class finally came to an end. Ming Huashang had only relaxed for less than an incense stick of time before a new teacher came.

Unexpectedly, the teacher this time was Han Jie. Seeing their listless appearance, Han Jie did not force them to pay attention to the class. Instead, he threw the scroll on the table and said, "The weather is getting hotter and hotter. I am too lazy to read so many words. Why don't we try something different today?"

The people below asked cautiously: "What do you mean, General?"

Han Jie stroked his beard and smiled, "The Xuan Xiao Guards must not only be able to kill, but also be able to save. I have an interesting story. Why don't you guess who the murderer is?"