1850 American Gold Tycoon.

Chapter 184 Let's Go Together

There is an exquisite small garden in Bell's manor. There is a fountain in the center of the garden, which sprays spring water continuously.

Zoe waved the Ames cavalry knife in front of the fountain, and soon, the small garden of Bell Manor was left in a mess by Zoe.

Zoe is not exaggerating, she is really good at using swords.

"Really a good knife."

After wielding the cavalry knife for a while, Zooey reluctantly returned the cavalry knife to Liang Yao.

Liang Yao took the knife, saw that Zooey was sweating, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his breast pocket, and handed the handkerchief to Zooey.

Zooey didn't take Liang Yao's handkerchief, but stuck her head on it.

Liang Yao felt a little surprised, so he unfolded the handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off Zoe's forehead, and then on his face.

Compared with the other Texas girls who attended the banquet, Zoe, who has been exposed to the sun all year round, has a darker complexion, which is a very healthy wheat color.

This skin color is very popular in the 21st century, but it does not conform to the mainstream aesthetics of the 19th century.

In the United States in the 19th century, especially in the south of the United States, the mainstream aesthetic in society was white. White is not only a symbol of beauty, but also a symbol of nobility, because long whiteness proves that you don’t have to work under the scorching sun, which is the most noble and rich. Good proof.

Like her father, Zoe's height is not too high. Liang Yao roughly estimated that Zoe's height is about 163, but her figure is very well-proportioned.

Her waist is only 18 inches, which is notoriously thin throughout Texas.

Although Zoe is only 17 years old this year, she has developed very well, and her breasts have stood proudly.

Under the dark brown hair is Zoe's three-dimensional small face, a pair of light green eyes are hidden under the deep eye sockets, and the small upright nose is as perfect as a chiseled work of art.

"The color of your left eye is darker than your right eye."

After wiping the sweat off Zoe's face, Liang Yao folded the handkerchief and put it back in his breast pocket. He looked at Zoe's charming eyes and said.

"You were the first to notice that my left eye is darker than my right eye!"

Zooey looked up at Liang Yao and said excitedly.

"Even my father didn't notice this, let alone my companions. You are such an observant person."

"Damn Indian, I'll fight him!"

Liang Yao and Zoe's intimacy was seen by Harvey and Nathan not far away, and Harvey gritted his teeth in hatred.

"We played with Zoe and grew up together. Zoe has never been so close to us."

"Brother, you are ignorant. Although the skin color is similar to Indians, they are not Indians." Nathan said.

"If you want to fight him, I will definitely stand by your side and support you, but I hope you will not be too impulsive. After all, he is a distinguished guest from Texas. I don't recommend you to fight him."

Although both of them were also itching for Liang Yaohen, Nathan was obviously more rational and mature than Harvey, and considered things more thoughtfully.

"Then what should we do? Seeing this kid and Zooey getting bored?"

Harvey took a deep breath to better control his emotions.

"Don't you often boast about your first-rate swordsmanship?"

Nathan pointed to the beautiful Mamluk sword on Harvey's waist and said.

"My good brother, I hope the sword on your waist will not be a decoration or decoration."

"You mean to fight him in front of Zoe and defeat him? Embarrass him in front of Zoe?" Harvey suddenly realized.

Among his peers in Texas, his swordsmanship is one of the best, and Harvey is very confident in his swordsmanship.

"Colonel Liang! I think as the colonel of America, your sword skills must be very superb."

Harvey's sudden appearance interrupted the conversation between Liang Yao and Zooey.

Facing this unfriendly visitor, Liang Yao couldn't help frowning and said, "It's not superb, it's barely passable."

"I want to experience your sword skills. I hope the saber on your waist is not just a beautiful decoration."

As he spoke, Harvey drew out his Mamluk sword, and the slender Mamluk sword shone coldly in the sun.

"Harvey, are you crazy? Stop being so naive, Mr. Liang is a guest from Texas." Zoe reprimanded Harvey angrily.

"Zoe, you know Harvey's temper. If he doesn't compete with Colonel Liang today, he will definitely not let it go." Nathan, who was watching from the side, said.

"Since you guys want to compete, let's go together."

Liang Yao said lightly.

If it was a year and a half ago, Liang Yao would not have dared to compete in swordsmanship with others rashly.

But now and then, after more than a year of recuperation, Liang Yao's body has undergone radical changes compared to when he first came to America.

And when he was in California, he had two top sword masters in the United States as sparring partners, and his swordsmanship and close combat skills were greatly improved.

Liang Yao's swordsmanship is not as good as above, but it is still more than enough.

He is still very confident in dealing with these two juniors who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

"No, no, it's Harvey who wants to compete with you, not me." Nathan waved his hands hastily, and said righteously, "This is a fair duel between men, if I join, this duel will change It's no longer fair."

Nathan is not a good hand with a sword, he knows how much he weighs.

Compared with swordsmanship, which requires several years of hard work to learn, Nathan believes in the crystallization of human science and technology for thousands of years, and he prefers to spend a lot of time practicing swordsmanship on practicing his marksmanship.

Liang Yao pulled out the Ames saber, then threw the saber on the grass beside him, using the sheath instead of the sword, and signaled Harvey to let the horse come over.

"Why don't you use a knife?!"

Harvey felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and said angrily.

"I'm afraid of hurting you with a knife, the scabbard is more than enough to deal with you." Liang Yao said very calmly.

Harvey drew his sword and rushed towards Liang Yao, piercing Liang Yao's heart.

This kid is going to kill him, Liang Yao smiled coldly in his heart.

He has practiced the same move thousands of times with Fremont and Mason, and he has formed a conditioned reflex in the face of such a move, without even needing to think about it.

Just like the daily training with Fremont and Mason, Liang Yao easily picked up Harvey's Mamluk sword with the scabbard.

Whether it is the timing or strength of the sword, compared to the previous two sparring opponents, Harvey is very immature.

Harvey was slightly startled, and immediately slashed at Liang Yao with his sword.

Although the Mamluk sword is called a sword, it is actually a slender machete that can stab and cut.

Liang Yao didn't have the heart to keep entangled with Harvey, so he blocked Harvey's slash with all his strength.

Harvey's strength was far inferior to Liang Yao's, and the violent collision between the scabbards almost caused the sword in Harvey's hand to drop.

The vibration from the blade made Harvey's hands feel a little numb.

Before Harvey could react, a burning pain came from his wrist, so painful that Harvey subconsciously let go of his grip on the hilt of the sword, and the Mamluk sword in his hand also dropped.

It turned out that Liang Yao hit Harvey's wrist with the scabbard while Harvey hadn't slowed down.

"Harvey! Stop embarrassing yourself!"

Harvey's father, Ron, walked over with a frown and reprimanded Harvey sharply.

Immediately, Ron walked up to Liang Yao and apologized to Liang Yao: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liang, this kid is not in good hands. He thinks he has learned a little bit of swordsmanship, but he doesn't know how to be tall, and he shows off in front of you. It's embarrassing. I will definitely take care of him when I go back. "

"Sword skills are secondary. If you have high expectations for him, I think you should let him learn to manage and control his emotions first."

Liang Yao picked up the knife from his hand and inserted it back into the scabbard.

Ron nodded thoughtfully, and kicked Harvey hard enough to send Harvey back.

"Mr. Liang, your sword skills are really good."

Zooey said with envious eyes.

"Miss Zoe, it's getting late, I think it's time for you to go back to rest and get ready for the dinner and dance tonight."

Liang Yao looked at the black servant who was slowly preparing for the dinner and said.

Dezhou is an agricultural society full of idyllic scenery. Unlike Californians who are extremely pursuing efficiency, the pace of life in Dezhou is relatively slow. Everything is done in a slow manner. It is so slow that Liang Yao, who is accustomed to a fast-paced life, feels a little uncomfortable.

The chatter and laughter in the living room gradually became muffled, replaced by snoring one after another, presumably these Texans had already taken their lunch break.

Zooey walked into the sunlight, looked at her own shadow and said.

"It's only two o'clock in the afternoon, the dinner is still early, oh, I almost forgot, just wait for me."

As if remembering something, Zooey trotted all the way into the living room regardless of everyone's ladylike image.

There was only a sound of women's conversation coming from the living room. When the conversation was over, Zoe came out of the room. Behind her was a black maid who was holding a vegetable basket in her hand.

Zoe took the vegetable basket from the female black servant and said to the female black servant, "Maria, go and do your work."

After dismissing the black maid, Zooey apologized and said to Liang Yao: "I'm sorry sir, as the hostess of the manor, I must do my best to invite those ladies and wives to rest on the second floor so that they can refresh themselves." Full for evening dinner and dance."

"Mistress? Where's your mother?" Liang Yao asked in surprise.

Zoe smiled bitterly: "My mother died in a conflict with the Indians shortly after I was born. I haven't seen my mother since I can remember."

Liang Yao remembered that Zoe had a very harmonious relationship with Houston's wife and daughter before.

She was the only one among the white ladies and wives who was willing to approach Mrs. Houston and her daughter, and her heart was full of doubts.

"Then you don't hate Indians?"

Zoe's expression became complicated, and it took a long time before she said, "I can't tell, let's say I don't hate, the Indians killed my mother.

Say hello, white people in Texas, whether American, French, Spanish, Mexican, or whatever, kill far more Indians than Indians.

Maybe Uncle Houston is right, we should learn to let go of hatred and killing, but in Texas, there are very few whites who are friendly to Indians like Uncle Houston.

You know, Uncle Houston isn't popular in Texas right now, and he's always being criticized for his views. "

(End of this chapter)