Lu Xiangton returned to the courtyard where he lived in Langhua Pavilion on East Street. The usual Yingying Yanyan also came out to greet him. He waved everyone away, entered the study and closed the door.

Sitting on the Taishi chair, I opened the sachet. The sachet was still the same sachet, but the content inside turned into a piece of pastry.

The originally gentle pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly turned sinister and bloodthirsty.

Damn stinky girl, how dare you tease him.

He looked at the piece of pastry he was holding in his hand. He was about to crush it in anger, and the pastry dropped some powder and was about to turn into nothing. However, he stopped his strength, relaxed again, leaned against the Taishi chair casually, and put the piece of pastry into his mouth.

Chew slowly and eat.

Not long after, the man who had exited on the street stood outside the study and whispered: "Master, this slave is back."

"Come in."

After the man came in, he whispered in Lu Xiangron's ear: "Master, that carriage and the one behind it have entered the Cheng Mansion. A total of seven people got out of the carriage, including the two coachmen who were driving the car, and the two guards who were accompanying them.

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"Continue to send people to follow you to see if it is from the Cheng family. If not, find out which family and let me find out."

The attendant took the order and went down.

The corners of Lu Citron's mouth turned up. It seemed interesting. He might as well let her keep it for a while.

The Cheng family's house is located in Dongliu Lane, a prosperous area in Jizhou City. The street is spacious, like a modern eight-lane highway. There are residences on both sides, and a market is formed in front of the residence, but these stalls are smart enough not to be placed on each side.

In front of the house, the households were not affected, so regardless of the stalls, Dongliu Lane gradually became more and more prosperous.

On the second floor of the VIP Building diagonally across Dongliu Lane is Yajian Yajushe. The front window of Yajushe can clearly see the front door of the Cheng family house.

There were several teenage boys sitting inside, all wearing brocade clothes and gold crowns and jade hairpins. From the look of their attire, they looked like a group of young men from well-established families.

The only irregularity was that three of the group had bruises on their noses and faces.

A young man wearing scarlet brocade clothes asked Zhao Yanzhui, "Are you sure that the Jiang girl was in the carriage today and she was the one who beat us?"

Qin Shouqing still stared with evil eyes and asked: "You said that your cousin's martial arts skills are better than ours, and none of us can beat him in singles? Are you sure you didn't lie to us?"

Zhao Yan chased after a few people and was worried. These three teenagers had a bad reputation in Jizhou City and were brave and fierce. He couldn't afford to offend them. If he hadn't listened to the arrangements of her sister Zhao Yansui, he would not have wanted to fight with these three teenagers.

Dealing with a little bully.

After all, his family background is no match. How dare he, the son of a prefect, compare with them. He is even more arrogant and domineering. In terms of martial arts, his three-legged cat kung fu is even less impressive.

Although there are many people who want to make friends with these people, it is scary that there are even more of them.

Zhao Yanzhui was also worried in his heart. He was the one who instigated these three people to beat up the two boys from the Jiang family. If they knew it was him who deliberately instigated them, wouldn't they kill him?

I know that Jiang Wei is very good at martial arts, and I always listen to her uncle and grandfather praise Jiang Wei on weekdays.

But he also knew that Cheng Nuoyan was the prince of Chengenhou, and the masters he hired were all famous generals in the world, and their martial arts were also extremely good.

Needless to say, Qin Shouqing is from a family of the Qin family. The Qin family can serve as an important official in the court and guard the border for more than ten years. Whether it is leading troops to fight or having a good foundation in martial arts, he is top-notch.

, he really didn’t dare to vouch for who was more powerful between them and Jiang Wei.

However, her sister arranged a task for him, saying that she wanted him to find a way to invite and provoke these gentlemen to make a fuss as big as possible.

Let these gentlemen find a way to embarrass the girls of the Jiang family and make them appear in public. It is best not to get off the stage, and it is best to let Jiang Jie get angry and cause some trouble.

It would be better if Cheng Nuobai could also see this.

So he sent someone to notify the few people who were still guarding the academy, and after some discussion, they came here to wait and wait for an opportunity.

What the two brothers and sisters of the Zhao family want to do is to take advantage of the three people's arrogance and youthful spirit. They value face at a young age and have never suffered any setbacks, so they can use them to fuel the situation.

Coupled with their background, they are convenient and not afraid of causing trouble. Even if they cause trouble, no one dares to blame them.

This became the helper of the two brothers and sisters, who just used the knife to kill people.

Zhao Yanzhui said bravely: "That girl is only thirteen years old. Although she is young, she is not merciless in a fight. She is very powerful. None of the guards and servants in my maternal grandfather's family can beat her.

.Even my second uncle seems to be no match for my cousin. The only ones who can compete with her are my grandfather and my eldest uncle. They must be very powerful."

"Moreover," he looked at the injuries on the faces of the three of them and wanted to laugh but did not dare to say: "Do you think the injuries on the faces of the three of you could have been caused by ordinary women?"

As the eldest son, Cheng Nuoyan is different from his cousin Cheng Nuobai. He was born as the eldest son. He has a princess mother, a father with a title, and a grandfather who is an emperor. Why should he work hard? Why should he be humble? His strength does not allow him to keep a low profile.

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Therefore, he always walked sideways outside, and he only had the responsibility to hit others, so there was no chance of being beaten. After being beaten this time, he really couldn't bear the bad breath. He looked at Qin Shouqing to see what he said.

Among these young masters, Qin Shouqing should be the leader. No matter in terms of martial arts or family background, Qin Shouqing takes the lead.

Qin Shouqing said without losing his momentum: "It depends on what I do. I can still be afraid of her. It's just a word."

Qin Shouqing's originally fair and delicate face was full of black spots, but he preferred to imitate the style of his seventh uncle. He wore a pure black cloud-patterned brocade robe. The robe was embroidered with flowing moire piping with silver thread. The lines were smooth, the lines were clear, and the cuffs

Feather patterns are meticulously embroidered everywhere, and the black background shows the embroidery of the feathers vividly. The feathers are as light as if they are really floating in the air, and every trace of them looks particularly lifelike.

It will take some time to make such a suit of clothes. Secondly, the materials are expensive, but the main thing is the embroidery skills. I'm afraid there won't be many embroiderers like this in Jizhou City.

The belt around the waist is inlaid with three pieces of fine jade. There is a blue purse on the waist, and a piece of beautiful jade is hung on it.

Qin Shouqing's facial features are clear and his body is thin but steady. He has obviously been practicing martial arts for a long time.

As he spoke, his face felt a burst of pain, especially his nose, which was almost crooked. He couldn't breathe out, and it was difficult to relieve the anger in his heart.

However, he didn't want to be beaten again. It felt really uncomfortable, so he had better ask.

"You said that girl is only thirteen years old? But I heard that Jiang Lu's martial arts skills are average, otherwise he would not be able to participate in the annual martial arts promotion competition. So, now you are saying that your uncle is just a ninth-grade halberd commander?

Your grandfather does have some skills. Jiang Yi once played a few tricks, and he was very precise, but I haven't competed with him, so I don't know the depth."

After Qin Shouqing finished speaking, he seemed to be recalling the moves he saw Jiang Yi perform at that time. They were indeed very majestic. At that time, he thought that the majestic energy was no worse than Jing Lei beside his seventh uncle.
Chapter completed!