"Picking peach blossoms with the sword? What kind of trick is that?" Leng Yingsong frowned. He had never heard of it, and General Dingyuan didn't teach him.

"You don't even know this, but you still want to replace my position in the heart of the little Marquis!"

Tie Dun rushed in with his arms folded, and became angry when he saw the two people working together in confusion.

He is the popular person next to Su Jingxian, okay? A big pine nut just came out and took his place. Why not make him angry?

"Can you?" Su Jingxian asked.

"Of course I..."

Not anymore!

Tiedun's high-spirited look was like a deflated balloon, which suddenly disappeared.

Leng Yingsong pulled out the sword beside the wall and walked towards the iron pier.

"What do you want to do? Hoho, I know martial arts. I learned the essence of Xiao Hou. I..." Tiedun shrank by the door in fear, hung his hands and feet on the wall and shouted, "Xiao Hou

Master, Da Songzi wants to kill me, come and save me!"

"What are you thinking about?" Leng Yingsong pulled off the iron pier and handed the hilt of the sword to him, "Come and demonstrate the tuck pattern!"

"I'll do it, I'll do it, whoever is afraid of you, hum!" Tiedun stopped talking and walked down to take the hilt of the sword, "This, that's it, ho ho ha ha!"

Tie Dun swung his sword twice, and when he flipped the sword over with his wrist, he was hit by the sword end, which caused him pain and made him embarrassed for a while.

"Mistake!" Tiedun ran up to Su Jingxian and handed the sword to him respectfully and obstinately, "Little Marquis, it's you who do it!"

"Why were you so arrogant just now? You really succeed more than you fail. You really..." Before Su Jingxian finished speaking, Tiedun ran out, "I'll pick other things to replace the peach blossoms."

"Let's go, let's wait outside." Su Jingxian motioned to Leng Yingsong to go out.

"The young Marquis wants to use his sword to pick peach blossoms!"

Word of this spread quickly throughout Tiedun, and General Dingyuan, his lieutenants, and several elders came to join in the fun.

Tiedun picked a lot of grass, put it in his clothes and came back. With the help of Su Jingxian, he flew to the roof and acted as a flower boy.

Su Jingxian started playing with the sword in the open space. His martial arts had been specially trained, and his various tricks were very impressive.

Tiedun held his chin and looked at the sky, yawning, grabbing a few leaves from time to time and scattering them one by one, scattered and scattered.

"Fly, fly, fly to the little marquis!"

After Su Jingxian played with sword flowers, he stood on the ground with his right toes and raised his left hind foot upwards. The end of the sword firmly caught the leaf, turned it gently, and even split the leaf in half.

In order to increase the difficulty, Tiedun grabbed a large handful of leaves and scattered them downwards, "You all are watching, the little Marquis has enlarged his moves!"

The hilt of the sword in Su Jingxian's hand was as stable and smooth as playing a fan, and he accurately separated the leaves into two halves, like a goddess scattering flowers, slowly falling to the ground.

The onlookers present all showed surprised eyes. No one has ever been able to display such a climactic skill.

Little did they know that Su Jingxian had spent many years practicing this skill.

When all the leaves fell to the ground and the vegetables were growing, he lifted the sword to his waist and dropped it firmly into the scabbard beside him.

"Okay!" Leng Yingsong was the first to applaud. If he were asked to play swordsmanship like Su Jingxian, he still wouldn't be able to do it.

Others also clapped seriously.

"Jingxian, you are such a formidable young man! You are even better at swordplay than your father!" General Dingyuan walked over from the crowd and patted Su Jingxian on the shoulder when he called him general.

What a powerful young man. General Dingyuan really wanted to keep Su Jingxian here.

He believed that it wouldn't be long before Su Jingxian would become a war-god general of the Yu Kingdom who was brave and good at fighting and whose enemies were frightened by the news.

However, Su Jingxian shoulders the important task of making the Great Yu Kingdom stronger, and the task is even more arduous and he still has a long way to go.

"General, you are commended. You are an example worthy of learning from the younger generation!" Su Jingxian was quite modest.

General Dingyuan led a thousand elite soldiers to defeat 30,000 enemy troops, which was a feat. However, he did not break the record of the founding god of war who recovered a lost city with a thousand elite soldiers, so he was not the god of war yet.

"Jingxian, thanks to you bringing the firearms this time, otherwise we would have been unable to move forward." Dingyuan was frightened when he thought of this battle, and he was even more grateful to Su Jingxian.

"I didn't think of this, it was the master from Lucheng who wrote to me." Su Jingxian was even more convinced that Leng Yingchun was behind it.

I don’t know how that girl is doing now.

"Oh, it looks like I'm going to bring out capable people in large numbers!" Dingyuan laughed loudly, took the sword from Su Jingxian's hand, and handed it to Leng Yingsong, "You should give it a try too!"

"Master, I..."

"No one can master it from the beginning, and the young Marquis is no exception. He must have learned it after experiencing many failures." General Dingyuan's powerful voice made Leng Yingsong more confident.

He took the sword and tried it. Tie Dun curled his lips, "How long will it take to spread the flowers?"

But he also took it seriously.

At the beginning, Leng Yingsong was full of flaws, which made people laughable. However, under the guidance of Su Jingxian, he slowly got on the right track and was able to accept the role unsteadily.

"Da Songzi, look at how you can do it!" Su Jingxian clapped and walked over, "It took me three years to learn this skill!"

"Good luck!" Leng Yingsong was embarrassed and practiced more seriously.

Su Jingxian took a sword and started fighting with Leng Yingsong.

The swords and flowers collided. Su Jingxian thought of the scene of fighting with Leng Yinghuan. As soon as he was distracted, his arm was scratched by Leng Yingsong.

"Brother Su!" Leng Yingsong nervously supported Su Jingxian, "Let's go to the military doctor to see!"

"I'll fight with you!" Tie Dun jumped down. They had already left. He touched his painful waist and followed them.

…

The villagers and government officials quickly cleared away the barnyard grass in Leng Yingchun's field. Leng Yingchun was very pleased and rewarded them with a generous meal.

After everyone had a good meal, they left separately.

In order to be able to eat delicious food every time, Yan Zipiao insisted on staying, but was forcibly taken away by the master. The reason was that there were enough Leng family members and there was no room for one more person.

He was worried that Yan Zipiao was a bad person and had evil intentions for Leng Yingchun.

Yan Zipiao was wrongly accused. He was just a little more handsome. This must be considered a mistake. He should have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

After Yan Zipiao left, Leng Shengsheng mentioned Wanshige's affairs to Leng Yingchun, saying that he suspected that Yan Zipiao's perverse character was very similar to Wanshige's work style.

Leng Yingchun was not afraid at all. She meant that since people came to her door, she would take advantage of them.

If she could attract everyone from Wanshige to use her, she would be a force that cannot be ignored, and no one would dare to bully her and her family.

Only then did Leng Zhengsheng realize that Leng Yingchun was so ambitious that he actually wanted to swallow up Wanshi Pavilion. That was the power that the concubine and the prime minister had always wanted.

However, he quickly figured out that in this country where the future was irregular and deterministic, only the strong could stay safe.

Qin Xiaoxiao doesn't understand Leng Yingchun's ambitions. She only cares about three meals a day.

Leng Yinghuan will support her as always.

"Welcome the Spring Festival!" Aunt Su's urgent voice came from outside the door, interrupting the meditation in the room.

Leng Yinghuan opened the door, and Aunt Su rushed in, "Yingchun, Qingqing was beaten by Zhu Lei!"

"What?" Leng Shengsheng was about to rush out to take a look.

"Uncle, stop, Aunt Su, what's going on?" Leng Yingchun grabbed Leng Zhengsheng, calmed down before the others, and asked Aunt Su to sit down and speak slowly.

Aunt Su was also anxious and hesitated for a long time before she explained the matter clearly.

Today, after the master delivered the newly purchased carriage, during lunch, Leng Yingchun handed Li Xiaobai the dowry items to the bamboo cage, and told the bamboo cage to find a villager who can needle and thread to modify Zhu Qingqing's bridal dress.

It has to satisfy Zhu Qingqing’s figure.

Who knew that Li Xiaobai was as gossipy as a woman, and he told the story along the way, which made many people jealous, especially Zhu Yu's family. They felt like there were a hundred thousand ants grabbing at them, and they were angry about the bamboo cage.

There will be such good luck.

After thinking about it for a while, Zhu Lei felt particularly unconvinced. She originally wanted to marry Leng Zhengsheng, but gave up because Leng Zhengsheng was mute.

I didn't know what was wrong, so I hid it from my family. After arriving at Zhu's house, I knocked on the door, pushed Lin Cui aside, and immediately arrested Zhu Qingqing and beat her up.

Zhu Qingqing refused to admit defeat, and because she had been insulted and bullied by Zhu Lei, she settled old and new grudges and started a fight with Zhu Lei.

The people around tried their best to break up the fight, but were beaten more or less, so they simply shouted at them to stop.

How could two red-eyed people just give up? They even resorted to all kinds of martial arts to teach each other a lesson.

Seeing that she could no longer persuade them, Aunt Su came here to inform them and see if Leng Yinghuan could use martial arts to stop them.

Leng Yinghuan waved his hand, of course he would not get involved in the grudges between women.

Leng Zhengsheng wanted to seek justice for his unmarried wife, but was stopped again by Leng Yingchun. With such a sick look, how could he be Zhu Lei's opponent?

Don't let Zhu Lei get entangled and cause new troubles.

After telling her family to wait at home, Leng Yingchun and Aunt Su went to Zhu Qingqing's house.

Zhu Qingqing and Zhu Lei were still struggling there, neither giving way to the other.

I also vaguely heard Zhu Lei saying that she wanted to scratch Zhu Qingqing's face, so that Zhu Qingqing would be disliked by Leng Zhengsheng on the wedding night, and then divorced, and she would become Leng Zhengsheng's wife.

Leng Yingchun sounded more and more amused and helpless. Looking at the people eating melons, he stepped past them, separated the two of them, and stood between them, "We are all fellow villagers. Can't we talk to each other nicely?"

Zhu Qingqing lowered her head, "She was the one who provoked me first!"
To be continued...