Chapter 92 Three stacks

Chen Ziqi has not made a decision on whether Amu should learn to manage the accounting. The arrows from the Arsenal Factory are almost finished, so he has to go to Lushan School to discuss business. After thinking about it, he simply took Amu with him to see if he has the talent to do business.

So, we have to go back to Jianyang first. We have to go to Lushan, and we have to pass Jianyang City, without taking a detour.

The practice had just achieved some results, and Chen Ziqi was about to leave again, which made Dan Yi a little unhappy.

"Isn't the second level of moves finished? I only need to improve my internal strength these days. We will continue to practice in the evening. I promise not to delay practicing martial arts." Chen Ziqi raised his hand to promise.

"Did you ask me to go with me?" Dan Yi turned to look at him, with a little surprise in her eyes. Summer has passed, and his internal strength is no longer so restless. There is no reason to follow Qi Qi all the time, but Qi Qi never thought of separating him!

"Of course," Chen Ziqi blinked, looked at Dan Yi's expression, knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help but grin, leaned over and lay in his ear and whispered, "How could I bear to separate from you?"

The boy's voice was a bit hoarse and rough as it was during the voice change period. It was not very nice, but it was heard in Danyi's ears. He felt that it was even more moving than the fairy music. It was so touching that it hit the tip of his heart, ironing the piece hot.

After coaxing his own chicken, Chen Ziqi went to find Diao Lie again and asked him to give him the two masters he had chosen before. He rode a fast horse, and two tall eagles were flying in the sky, with a furry little phoenix in his arms. Chen Ziqi just walked straight to Jianyang with light clothes.

When he entered Jianyang City, the noisy and prosperous scene made people feel relieved. Chen Ziqi turned over and got off the horse and walked slowly in the city with his horse. He was not allowed to ride a horse on the main street of Jianyang City. This was the rule set by Chen Ziqi, and he himself must abide by it.

It was almost dusk, and the sunset was golden on the bluestone slabs. The streets were bustling with people, and the hawking sounds were endless. Although there were few shops, they were already popular.

The colorful flags in front of the wine shop were waving in the wind, and the shopkeeper shouted with a bit of rhythm in Jianyang accent: "Xunyang wine, Jingui wine, and the aged Laojiao Zhuangyuan wine!"

The craftsman with his upper body in front of the weapon shop was cutting the newly sold big sword. The cold sword made a thrust sound on the huge grinding stone, and the helpers next to him kept washing it with cold water.

There was a long queue in front of a newly opened braised food store, and more than a dozen people were waiting to buy it. Chen Ziqi looked at it and went to join in the fun. After finally getting in front of him, the owner waved his hand dejectedly, "Sold out, don't sell it."

"Why are there so few today?" People who eat often can't help but complain.

"I was thieves last night, and all my family's wealth was stolen, leaving only this pot of braised food," the owner said, unable to help but shed tears. "I will pay the rent tomorrow. I don't have money to pay, so I have to close the door."

"Your family was stolen too? Oh, so was my family." Among the people in line, there was also the shopkeeper of the cloth shop. Fortunately, there was not much silver in the cloth shop, all of them were cloth. Even so, nearly ten taels of silver were stolen.

"Can you go to report to the official?" Chen Ziqi frowned and asked.

Chen Ziqi was not always in Jianyang, and everyone knew him. He looked at his clothes and just thought he was from a disciple of a major sect. He did not dare to be lazy and responded: "I don't know who the stolen is, so it's useless to report to the official."

"They are all from the martial arts world. They may not be disciples of a major sect, and the yamen will not care about it." The owner of the braised food shop sighed. He remembered that Chen Ziqi might also be a disciple of the major sect. He immediately shut up and thought about it. He used a bamboo tube to hold a bucket of braised soup to Chen Ziqi, saying that he had come from afar and didn't eat braised food, so he gave him a pot of old soup to try.

Chen Ziqi thanked the shopkeeper, pursed his lips, and said nothing after all. The shopkeeper of the cloth shop also asked for a tube of braised soup and left with a sigh.

When he returned to the palace, Fu came forward to greet him happily, and quickly said the situation in the palace: "Mr. Luo is going to the suburbs, with Wu guards accompanying him, and Tu guards are in the patrol camp. Li Daxia of the Lushan Sect came yesterday and is now practicing swords in the backyard."

Li Daxia from the Lushan School is the cheap uncle Li Yuhan. When he first arrived in Jianyang, Chen Ziqi asked Li Yuhan to come to the palace whenever he had time to shock those gangsters in the world. Li Yuhan was very trustworthy and would come to the palace to stay for two days as long as he went down the mountain.

"Buzz——" The sound of the sword breaking through the air constantly echoed in the garden. A man was wearing a royal blue arrow sleeve outfit and holding a silver sword with a cold light, waving on the grass.

So far, Chen Ziqi has also seen many sword techniques. The sword of the Long Sword Sect, the fast sword of the Short Sword Sect, the Yunhai Sword of the Huangshan Sect, and the sword techniques that are not famous in the martial arts world, but none of them can compare to the beauty of the sword technique in front of you.

The Lushan sword technique is originally focused on natural elegance, and Li Yuhan seems to be different from other disciples. The long sword in his hand was like a living creature with a soft body, rising and falling as his wrist flipped up and down, and there was a rhythm in the middle.

A stack of scenes is sad, and the long swords flow, like a breeze blowing on the willows, passing through virtual marks on the ground, with both ends shallows, deep in the middle.

The Permian carries the jar and says goodbye, and the sword is drawn forward layer by layer. The sword holder is like walking on the clouds. He sways and uses the sword as a jar, and respects his friends from afar.

The Sandian Taoist ancestor is difficult to distinguish, and the sword technique is gradually accelerating, leaving behind shadows of phantoms, and it is difficult to distinguish between reality and reality...

The little red bird came out of Chen Ziqi's collar and was surprised to see Li Yuhan's sword technique. Most people in the Lushan Sword Sect learn Lushan Qingyang Sword. Although this sword technique is elegant and free, it is still a normal sword technique after all, and it is average. There is also a sword technique called Lushan Sandal Sword, which is almost lost. It is probably because it is too difficult to practice, and most people stop at the first stack and then make progress.

Now looking at Li Yuhan's swordsmanship, have you practiced to the third stack?

"Bang!" With a crisp sound, the sword in Li Yuhan's hand suddenly dropped out and stabbed into the cracks of the rockery. Others were still dancing the sword and froze in place. After a while, they slowly stopped their power, vomited a breath of turbid air, and walked forward with a calm expression to draw the sword.

The Tripod Sword is very difficult to practice, and many movements on the sword score are simply impossible for ordinary people to complete. Even the leader doesn't understand it very well in the second half, so he can only explore it by himself.

"Uncle!" Chen Ziqi pretended not to see Li Yuhan's strange appearance of losing his sword, and coughed lightly and went forward to say hello.

"The prince is back." Li Yuhan took a sword flower in a casual manner and put the sword in the sheath.

"Xiao Wang...hehe, the prince is back." Chang E's voice suddenly sounded, and Chen Ziqi noticed that his mother was sitting in the pavilion not far away to make needles and threads.

"Mom." Chen Ziqi ran to the pavilion, picked up the tea on the table and drank it all.

"You little brat, you forgot your mother when you have a wife. What's going on to live in Guiyun Palace forever?" Chang E raised her eyebrows, feeling a little dissatisfied with her son's behavior that had been gone for more than a month.

Hearing this, Chen Ziqi's heart skipped a beat, and after a while he realized that his mother had always thought that he had a good relationship in Guiyun Palace, but there was nothing wrong with this. She licked her face and smiled, "Didn't my mother tell me to go to Guiyun Palace to play with Danyi more?"

The two were sent by the second child earlier

When he was a woman, Chang E was afraid that he would be hooked, so she instigated him to go to Guiyun Palace more. She never expected that the person he liked was in Guiyun Palace. This was simply a meat bun to beat a dog.

Chang E was choked and grabbed Chen Ziqi's ear, "You still have any reason! Do you know that the family was thieves yesterday? If it weren't for your uncle Li's family, my mother's private money would have been taken away!"

Had a thief? Chen Ziqi was stunned, twisted his head and rescued his ears, and said with a serious expression: "The prince's mansion has also entered the thief? Did he hurt you?"

"I'm fine." Chang E waved her hand, but she was still scared when she remembered the situation last night. Anyone who opened her eyes in the middle of the night and saw a black shadow swaying in front of the bed would be scared to death.

"It's so bold!" Chen Ziqi gritted his teeth and stole it into the palace! At night, the palace had guards patrolling, and this little thief could still enter the realm of no one. It seemed that he was really a martial arts man with great martial arts skills.

No wonder those people are unwilling to report to officials. In the past, those officials would definitely use the saying "There are things in the world."

"These two people are very good at light skills. When I arrived, they only saw their backs. In order to prevent them from being lured from the mountain, they did not chase them out." Li Yuhan said in a deep voice. Hearing Chang'e's scream, he immediately broke out of the window and headed straight to the backyard. Chang'e was a little frightened, and he was still in the accident. He stood in Chang'e's yard and stayed overnight.

"Thank you uncle!" Chen Ziqi was a little scared after hearing Chang E's narration, and bowed and gave Li Yuhan a big gift.

"It's all a family, so there's no need to be polite." Li Yuhan stretched out his hand and held Chen Ziqi's wrist to prevent him from bowing down. The mother and son took care of Amu for eight years, and he deserved to repay him.

Perhaps because he had been practicing the Tripod Sword for a long time, Li Yuhan's usual movements were handsome and handsome, very handsome and beautiful. Chen Ziqi looked a little envious, "Uncle, what kind of sword technique you just practiced? Can you teach me?"

"Sandian." Speaking of swordsmanship, Li Yuhan's eyes shone a little light. Seeing Chen Ziqi looking at him with a pair of bright eyes, he explained the origin of the Sandian sword. He was born to love swordsmanship. After Amu was snatched away, he became more obsessed with swordsmanship and ignored ordinary things. He just wanted to practice the highest swordsmanship and rob his nephew back.

Chen Ziqi nodded slightly, thinking that he had time to learn two moves from his cheap uncle. Not to mention learning swordsmanship, it would be nice to use this posture to make Danyi happy.
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