"Hey, Mr. Cheng is tired. I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were so delicate. Someone, please give us, Mr. Cheng, a seat!"

In an instant, two strong men came from nowhere. They carried Cheng Mingliang and pulled him in front of everyone. They stood side by side with Su Zijin. They not only held up the parasols prepared in advance to protect Cheng Mingliang from the sun, but also

Seats, tea and snacks were provided, and after a few operations, not only was Cheng Mingliang unexpected, but other people were also a little ready to make a move.

Everyone looked at Su Zijin's appearance and wondered, could she give in so easily?

Su Zijin met everyone's gaze, raised his hands, and clapped twice. Clear high-fives rang out in the quiet school grounds. In an instant, a thinly dressed maid appeared in the unused tent on the side.

Surrounding Cheng Mingliang, there were people who squeezed shoulders, people who fed grapes, and some who even danced and played flutes to add to the fun.

Everyone looked at the female envoy in cool clothes with dumbfounded eyes. Cheng Mingliang, who was surrounded by the female envoys, felt even more uncomfortable. Everyone was standing there with wooden guns, and he was sitting alone in front of everyone, and he was also surrounded by the female envoys.

The female envoy persuaded softly, "Sir, open your mouth, come and eat a grape!"

Cheng Mingliang's face suddenly turned red. He wanted to jump up, but was pinned down on the chair by the strong man beside him. Cheng Mingliang had to avoid the cool arm of the female servant who was feeding grapes while pointing at Su Zijin, "Su Zijin

Zijin, what are you doing? In this important military camp, what kind of behavior do you have with these people?"

Although he is young, he still has a lot of face in front of all the noble young men in Kyoto!

Su Zijin looked innocent, "Why, isn't Mr. Cheng feeling tired and wants to take a rest? Then I'll simply find someone to help you have a good rest. Don't worry, these female envoys are all from Tianfu Tower, the largest teahouse in the city.

, he is not the unclean person you think he is. Okay," Su Zijin clapped his hands again to attract everyone's attention, "Let's practice ours and let Young Master Cheng have a good rest. Cuiliu, don't just pinch your shoulders, give him some too.

Our Young Master Cheng, please squeeze your legs and hands. Young Master Cheng, after a while your legs and hands are ready, just say something and your Majesty will let you practice. I can arrange for someone to serve you, but you can't rest like this all the time.

You have to practice it no matter what, what do you think?"

After Su Zijin finished speaking loudly, he no longer looked at Cheng Mingliang, who was pinned down on the chair by the strong man. Instead, he looked at the distinguished young men in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Who wants to enjoy the treatment of Young Master Cheng? In advance

If there are no words, then please continue to practice!"

Seeing Young Master Cheng's "enjoyment", everyone dared to follow the trend, which would be embarrassing. They quickly picked up the wooden guns in their hands and followed Captain Ma to practice in a strict manner.

Cheng Mingliang said goodbye to the strong man for a long time, but could not break free from the strong man's grip. The female servant pinched his face and legs in front of everyone, and was forced to feed him two grapes. He blushed and tried hard, loudly begging for mercy.

"Su Zijin, I'm not tired now, tell them to stop quickly, I want to continue practicing!"

Under the eyes of everyone, Su Zijin seemed to have never heard of it. She was holding a spear that was completely different from everyone else, and she practiced vigorously. She was very strong in her hands, and she was familiar with this set of moves. Everyone didn't think that before, now

Paying attention to Su Zijin, he immediately realized that compared to Su Zijin's powerful and heavy moves, holding a wooden gun in his hand was like a child playing house.

Even Cheng Mingliang, who was fluttering on the chair, after calling Su Zijin several times but no one answered him, he also watched Su Zijin's moves with the whistling wind no longer make noisy, but gradually became quiet.

After a set of moves, within a few minutes, Su Zijin started to sweat on his forehead. He stopped to catch his breath before looking at the crowd.

Now, under the leadership of Colonel Ma, everyone was practicing very seriously and with a strict attitude. Su Zijin nodded secretly and looked at Cheng Mingliang beside him.

When Cheng Mingliang saw Su Zijin finally looking at him, he stood up. This time the strong man behind him did not stop him.

"I'm done."

Faced with Cheng Mingliang's indirect submission, Su Zijin nodded, "That's good. One day for a person, only one chance to rest. Young Master Cheng will end up this time, so don't complain again soon."

Cheng Mingliang's face turned red, "Who are you complaining? I just thought you were fooling people by asking people to practice with wooden guns. I have practiced boxing and kicking with my father and brother since I was a child. If you really train us, come here with real swords and guns!"

Su Zijin did not argue and waved for a real gun to be brought over, "If you use a real gun, stay away from others. I don't trust your accuracy."

Cheng Mingliang snorted, "Who are you looking down on? Are you the only one who hasn't been able to practice since you were a child?"

After saying that, Cheng Mingliang picked up the spear from the weapons rack that Su Zijin sent to the side, and began to practice the spear diligently at a distance from everyone.

By the end of the second day's training, there were already three or five distinguished young men who had practiced since childhood, holding real guns and practicing on the side.

This is quite not easy. Drilling and shooting are completely different. Drilling lasts for an hour. It is boring practice over and over again. It can be said that without some strength and endurance, it is impossible.

Seeing that some of these distinguished young men still had some real skills, Su Zijin nodded.

Su Zijin was a person with a soft face and a bitter heart. Seeing that Su Zijin was almost overflowing with satisfaction towards these people, for some reason, everyone felt dissatisfied.

When Cheng Mingliang saw Su Zijin nodding to the others, for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of pride in being recognized by others. For those who did not use real guns, seeing Su Zijin being satisfied with others, he felt a little disappointed for some reason.

They are all teenagers, and they have not experienced the hardships of life since they were young. Although these noble children have many ideas, they are simple-minded. Now that they see some of them being recognized by others, they naturally feel unhappy.

Girls still have to mature earlier. Seeing everyone change their attitude towards Su Zijin in just one day, they feel a little unspeakable.

"Sister Yixuan, did you see Cheng Mingliang's unpromising expression? I'm so angry." On the carriage back to the city, Jia Wenxin couldn't help but feel angry even though she was tired.

"So what?" Guo Yixuan said calmly.

"Sister Yixuan, are you giving up? Are you going to let her stand on top of us until the training is over? If you let her complete this task, His Majesty will definitely like her even more, and Mr. Cui will also value her more!"

Jia Wen was unconvinced.

Guo Yixuan was helpless, "So what if you don't admit defeat? Now we are students, and she is a superior, so she is naturally one level above us. You also saw today that Cheng Mingliang was so troublesome that she didn't even get angry, and she settled it in a few moments, so what can we do?

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Jia Wenxin was still unconvinced, "Of course we are no match for Su Zijin if we are fair and aboveboard. Not to mention anything else, even ten of us can't match her strength. Sister Yixuan, you won't do it. If that's the case with Xue

The orb is still there…”
Chapter completed!