Qin Shi: Starting from saving Yan Lingji

Chapter 130 Fu Nian: I am not, I am not
When Fu Nian was full of thoughts, the considerate Zhang Liang slowly took out a book from his arms and put it in front of Fu Nian.

I saw complex expressions on his handsome face, and his voice was gentle and soft, "Although Liang doesn't know what happened to Mr. Fu Nian and Mr. Zheng, so many scholars seek to see Mr., it should be related to this book."

As Zhang Liang said, he sighed in his heart, he was probably the one who bought the most books.Now I'm here to deliver books to Fu Nian, and I'm going to show it to Lord Jiu later, maybe Zi Lanxuan should also let me know.

If it wasn't for his clear heart, I'm afraid others would think that he, the grandson of Xiangguo, is a womanizer!

"This..." Fu Nian glanced at "Jin Ping Mei 2" in Zhang Liang's hands, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Zifang gave himself such a book early in the morning, I'm afraid... not very good, right?
On the way here, he already had a rough idea of ​​what this "Jin Ping Mei" was, but after reading through the scriptures, he naturally thought that it was an obscene thing and could not be put on the stage.

Without waiting for him to think too much, Zhang Liang took out a thin paper from the book and handed it to Fu Nian.

Fu Nian stared, hesitated for a moment, but still took the folded paper from Zhang Liang's hand, and spread it out.

The above is written in Korean characters, but Fu Nian, as a master of Confucianism, is proficient in the texts of the Seven Kingdoms, so it will not be difficult to read.

When the originally calm and serious person read the above text, his expression changed several times.

"This!" After reading the latter part, he was almost outrageous, even with a trace of grievance in his anger.

"When did I say such judgmental words?!" He couldn't help asking loudly.

Raising his head, he always felt that Zhang Liang looked at him strangely, "I didn't say this, I never said it, you have to believe me, Ovary!"

Faced with Mr. Fu Nian's "denial three times in a row", Zhang Liang smiled wryly, "Of course I believe sir, but there is an endless stream of visitors in front of the prime minister's mansion. Do you want my grandfather to drive those people away, or should I personally to meet?"

Fu Nian heard the words, and didn't answer for a while, what he was thinking was how could his reputation become like this when he just came to Xinzheng?
What worries him even more is whether this kind of remarks will be spread back to Confucianism and be known by the master and brothers?
If so, it would be difficult for him to keep a straight face in front of his seniors and teach them the way of virtue.

Just as he was thinking about how to organize his words to refute those rumors, Zhang Liang said empathetically, "Since Mr. has never said these words, to solve this matter, I'm afraid we have to start from the source."

Zhang Liang once watched the public opinion turmoil, and Zi Lanxuan's business has been struggling these days because of the words of these three people.

It's just that he didn't expect Mr. Zheng to come again this time, and Mr. Confucianism was also involved. This is not like Zilanxuan.

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Fu Nian gradually came to his senses, it was his first time traveling, and he was suddenly wronged like this, so he didn't calm down for a while.

Getting rid of distracting thoughts in his mind, he immediately thought of Zheng Ze, he must be slandering himself!
"Zifang, can you teach me something?" Fu Nian regained his composure, looking at Zhang Liang's youthful face, all in Xinzheng, he thought that Zhang Liang should know more about Mr. Zheng Ze.

Facing Fu Nian's direct gaze, Zhang Liang showed a wry smile, "That Mr. Zheng, what he did was so strange that it's hard to tell. But Liang thinks that he should have no malice towards Mr. The so-called untie the bell must be tied by the person who tied the bell. Fu Nian Mister might as well ask in person, or you can get a proper solution."

Hearing this, Fu Nian calmed down slightly, thought for a moment, then nodded, "Zifang makes sense."

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When Zhang Liang was talking with Fu Nian, Zheng Ze was still sweating profusely in the backyard, and the speed of swinging his sword was getting faster and faster from the previous slowness.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard rose up with his movements, and the airflow brought by the sword made the leaves follow, and there was even wind and sand around him.

Seeing this scene, Yan'er, who was washing clothes from afar, immediately got up and ran over with short legs, struggling to pull the bamboo pole where the clothes were drying to the corner. If dust splashed on it, she would wash it for nothing. !

After being dragged aside, Xiao Yan'er breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the loose hair on the front of her forehead. She stood beside the clothes rack, watching Zheng Ze wielding his sword.

How should I put it, Uncle Ze's martial arts is definitely not as good as my mother's, but watching a man wielding a sword is different from my mother's after all, and there is a pleasing aesthetic feeling.

Zheng Ze has no distractions, he has always been groping for the road above martial arts, and Yan Lingji basically told him what he knows.

Before the fifth layer of inner breath, her experience can still bring some help to herself.But now, regarding the experience she imparted, I can only say that listening to Ji's speech is like listening to a speech.

Zheng Ze suspects that this woman doesn't know the way ahead at all. She can reach the seventh level of inner breath entirely because of her own special physique, extraordinary talent, and recklessness to get up.

Yan'er was watching with relish, when suddenly her eyes moved, she turned her head, and she saw her mother slowly coming from the attic, standing there watching Uncle Ze practicing his sword.

She was standing there, probably because she had been a killer. Her shoulders were very straight, slightly set back so that the front chest was more prominent, and there was a slender waist and long legs that were just right.

Today she is wearing a light yellow long dress, with a light blue tube top and a skirt hanging down from her abdomen, so the long legs can be seen slightly, this is at Yan'er's insistence last night changed.

Feeling her coming, but Zheng Ze didn't go to see her.He didn't turn his head until the set of sword skills was over, and he slowly withdrew the breath in his body smoothly.

With just one glance, the beautiful figure under the warm morning sun was reflected in his pupils.

Among so many beauties, few of them can be compared with the salamander in terms of overall slender body. She just stands there and is a scenery.

Maybe it was the warm sun in the early morning. From this point of view, this icy beauty seemed not as cold as last night.

Facing Zheng Ze's gaze, she keenly felt the obvious difference from the other person, and her pink lips parted slightly, "The fifth to sixth floor to the realm of inner breath is a threshold that most people can't cross. Except for Japanese After accumulating day after day, you still need to understand your own will. Only with your own will can you have the source of motivation to move forward.”

Zheng Ze frowned, "I mean..."

Before he heard the startling salamander's words, he had this feeling faintly, but he never touched the correct door.

When he was thinking, the startled salamander slowly walked in front of him, took another deep look at him, stretched out his right hand that had been holding the sword for many years, and pinched the blade of the long sword in Zheng Ze's hand with two fingers.

"The so-called intention is the deepest thought in your heart when you exert your strength."

A slightly indifferent voice slowly flowed by Zheng Ze's ears, and then he felt a naked and pure killing intent from the woman in front of him. Caught off guard, this feeling made goosebumps pop up on his arms instantly. pimple.

This kind of killing intent seems to be able to penetrate the body and heart of a person, and the whole body is covered by it. The figure in front of him seems to be a sword full of murderous aura.

The next moment, this feeling suddenly disappeared into nothingness. Looking at it again, the startled salamander was that inexplicably cold beauty again.

Taking a deep look at her stunning face, after a night of rest, her condition seemed to be much better again.

"The killing intent..." Zheng Ze felt it, and the startled salamander deliberately showed it directly and clearly in front of him. Through the sword in his hand, he had the most profound experience.

Close your eyes slowly, feeling the feeling just now.

The startled salamander glanced at him and shook his head. The comprehension of mind is based on his past experience. People with strong will sometimes change between the presence or absence of mind in an instant.

Yan Lingji knew Zheng Ze's martial arts training time, so she felt sorry for Zheng Ze's talent, but in the eyes of Jing Xi, the five-level internal energy realm at this age is too ordinary!
Yan'er, who had been on tenterhooks for a while, looked at the two of them nervously, but was relieved to find that there was no conflict.

He quickly ran to the startled salamander, "Mom!"

She didn't forget that the startled salamander was still seriously injured, so it wasn't suitable for him to walk around!

Feeling Yan'er holding her hand, she allowed her to slowly walk to the stone table beside the courtyard and sit down.

Glancing at the clothes rack set up in the courtyard, he sighed and said softly, "Are you tired?"

Hearing the words, Yan'er immediately understood the meaning of the startled salamander, and shook his head decisively, "I'm not tired, this is what Yan'er has to do. At first, Uncle Ze didn't let Yan'er do it, but Yan'er is fine. Not tired at all!"

The startled salamander pursed her lips, and gently placed her hand on the little girl's head, but suddenly her eyes were fixed, and she looked at Zheng Ze's figure.

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(End of this chapter)