I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 72 When I woke up, there was a Great End expert standing in front of the window
After eating, everything is cleaned up.
Su Changan walked towards the stake with today's wooden knife in hand.

No matter what happened today, Su Changan still had to persevere in the practice of swordsmanship.

Although he also thought about whether practicing knives by himself would be the same as practicing calligraphy, no matter how he did it, it was still so ugly!
but.
Anyway, try it.

In life, there are many people and many things. It depends on yourself whether you do it or not, and it depends on yourself whether you work hard or not.But Su Chang'an didn't believe the saying that no pain, no gain.After all, in the end, it still depends on whether God agrees or not.

Just like learning poetry and reciting poetry, in his previous life, he found it easy at a glance, and his classmates felt like a heavenly book no matter how many times they looked at it.

But I am not good at practicing calligraphy, no matter how hard I try.

However, Su Chang'an believes that if you don't do some things, you won't be able to receive what God wants to give you.

so practicing knife
Can't pull off the day.

Cut off with a knife.

The wooden knives were broken one by one.

Zhou Qianhong and the others were used to this scene of Yan Ruyu, but Yan Xia and the others were shocked.

After all, Miss Chang'an came to the palace to recuperate, but this kind of power is really something that a sick person would have?
wooden knife broken
Su Changan sighed, silently packed everything up and threw it into the bamboo basket.

It's a pity that God didn't open his eyes today, and didn't promise me to learn how to use a knife.

However, regrets are always short-lived. Thinking of his big bed, Su Changan smiled slightly, looked at Yan Ruyu and said, "I'll go roll around first, good night."

Yan Ruyu was used to saying 'good night' to Su Changan, and even said 'good night' to Su Changan.

but
After Su Changan left, Yan Ruyu silently went up to look at the wooden knife, and then looked at the broken wooden stakes.

Looking at the chopped position, Yan Ruyu was a little surprised, but felt normal.

However, when checking every wooden knife and every wooden post, I noticed that there was a place where the wooden post was chopped, and a small half of the place where the wooden post was chopped was a little flat, but then it exploded directly as before.

Yan Ruyu smiled slightly, removed the stake alone, and handed it to Zhou Qianhong.

Zhou Qianhong saw it, and after a careful look, she showed some joy, and then said, "I'll send it to the commander-in-chief."

Yan Ruyu nodded, then looked at Su Changan who was walking back to the bedroom.

But just thinking about being happy for Su Changan, he looked down at the other stakes as if thinking of something.

Seeing those broken knives and wooden stakes, Yan Ruyu hesitated for a moment.

She really didn't know what was so difficult about chopping wood with a wooden knife, just as she thought it was the most difficult to memorize those knife techniques.

but
Looking at Su Changan's broken wooden stake today, and the broken wooden knife.

I always feel that something is wrong, but it seems to be the same as usual.

Thinking about going to talk to my mother tomorrow.

There was no sound of Su Changan chopping the stake with a wooden knife all of a sudden.

The entire Daxia Palace was eerily quiet.

And compared with it.
In the various squares outside Luo'an City, it is night, the lights of thousands of houses are dazzling, and the bustle and bustle are even worse than during the day.

The city is full of traffic and pedestrians, just like a colorful picture scroll, attracting countries around Daxia to come here.

Especially on the street, there are countless literati, ink dancers, and heroic knights.

There are many people like Xun Kuang who don't return to the wine shop at night.

Inside Qingya Restaurant, it was even more overcrowded. The common people were willing to spend money and dared to spend money.

After all, the Great Xia Dynasty's hundreds of years of foundation created a comforting and prosperous age for the common people. As for the things above the temple, it is not the common people's responsibility.

Especially since the early winter poetry meeting, the shopkeeper here hung Su Changan and the masterpieces of the poetry meeting in the middle of the lobby.
There is an endless stream of talented scholars and talented women who come here every day!
Especially the chicken in the store is even better.

The window room on the second floor of Qingya Restaurant.

Xun Kuang was lying on his side on the bench, holding a jug in his hand, still in his white clothes mopping the floor, his hair hanging down in a mess, extremely free and easy.

Now Xun Kuang looked at the open window and the dark night outside, but he was not as joyful as he used to be when he was drinking. Hey, how can such a strange person be plagued by disease?"

Yuan Ruxi looked at Xun Kuang, and shook his head: "Miss Chang'an needs to recuperate from her illness, and Zifeng also said that she can recover well. You look like what happened to Miss Chang'an."

Hearing this, Xun Kuang seemed to sit up and look at Su Zifeng who was forced to pay the bill: "Su Zifeng, you are not kind. If I knew that Miss Chang'an was ill, how many times could I come to ask for poetry? Dare to invite her to participate in the early winter poetry meeting? You should have told me about these things earlier!!"

Su Zifeng smiled helplessly, there was no way to explain this matter, so he could only pick up the wine glass: "I will punish myself with a drink."

Xun Kuang took a sip, and then said: "However, Miss Chang'an's filial piety is touching, and she is extremely friendly with others. Today, when Old Master Yao heard about this, he also said that he would let all the students in the Imperial College follow the example of Miss Chang'an. Filial piety."

Su Zifeng smiled, and this time he agreed, although his eldest niece was not sick, but in terms of filial piety and treating others, it is worth learning for many people.

Xun Kuang went on to say: "Moreover, after learning about Miss Chang'an today, many scholars are deeply moved. Many people who went to the Su Mansion to disturb them a few days ago regretted it and threatened to go to the Yuqing Temple outside the city. Pray for Miss Chang'an."

Yuan Ruxi looked at Xun Kuang and asked, "You instigated?"

Xun Kuang didn't hide anything, nodded and said: "Well, some time ago, those people insisted on me asking Miss Chang'an for the complete poem on the article. Now that I know about Miss Chang'an's serious illness, I feel very guilty and want to I wanted to do something, so I simply asked those students who forced me to pray for Miss Chang'an."

Yuan Ruxi rolled his eyes, not knowing what to say about Xun Kuang.

Xun Kuang said, "However, the cry of your son Zifeng was really shocking. No one expected that Ms. Chang'an was such a good opponent, which made people feel even more emotional. Especially in those teahouse storytelling books nowadays, There is also the song Wa Shenei, many people are going to compile Miss Chang'an's story into a book."

"Dragging sick, not telling my family, but secretly taking medicine every day, pretending to be a filial piety for ordinary people, and being kind to the servants of the family, and outsiders like us, plus the crying of my eldest nephew, the true record shows that Miss Chang'an Being emotional with my sister and brother at home is destined to be a good story."

When Su Zifeng heard this, he felt helpless again. Why did that brat in his family cry?
He was also frightened at the time, and after hearing what His Majesty sent to tell him, he realized that this brat in his family was not only in the study business, but even contacted the eldest girl to make rouge together!
The big girl is gone, that's why she cried because the God of Wealth is gone!
He was so angry that he beat him violently during the day!
In the end, it was Mrs. Su who came and persuaded him to stop, so he stopped.

After all, the rouge industry can be touched?

If you touch it, it will bring disaster!
But Xun Kuang drank a glass by himself, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it will be even more difficult to hear Miss Chang'an's poems in the future."

After that, Xun Kuang suddenly thought of something, and turned his head to look at Yuan Ruxi: "However, Mr. Tushui Jianyuan, I'm afraid you won't be able to teach Miss Chang'an sword skills."

Yuan Ruxi shook his head, but he was very calm: "She was not suitable for my swordsmanship originally. I saw her copying my copybook, and her strength was different. Although she deliberately controlled it and tried hard to copy it, she was invisible and unintentional. What, but if I want to say it in detail, I don’t know how to say it, I always feel that it’s not suitable.”

Xun Kuang squinted at Yuan Ruxi, then at Su Zifeng: "Understood?"

Su Zifeng nodded.

Xun Kuang immediately scolded: "You understand what a fart, but I don't understand, fine wine fine wine."

Yuan Ruxi smiled and said: "In any case, I am still in the process of groping, so I am also confused, and sometimes I can't even figure out my own affairs, but I heard that Commander Yan will teach Miss Changan personally. With a knife, I thought Commander Yan should be able to explain clearly."

Hearing this, Xun Kuang sighed: "Hey, I thought I could see a fairy-like female swordsman, but I don't want to become a swordsman. It's a pity, but I don't have the talent to practice swords. It's too late to learn now , or I will go to the rivers and lakes."

Su Zifeng looked at Yuan Ruxi and thought of one thing, so he asked: "I heard that there is a saying in the world that scholars use swords, and those who use them well are called swordsmen. If they look better, their sword moves are more beautiful. Will he be called Sword Immortal?

Yuan Ruxi nodded: "There used to be such a saying, but the one who is really called the Sword Immortal is that's all. I have seen that one before, and I felt that I was practicing sword for nothing, but that one, I don't think this journey was in vain. However, if you think about it seriously, if Miss Chang'an uses a sword, she might become a female sword fairy, but her appearance has surpassed many female heroes in the Jianghu."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Ruxi took a sip and added: "If you really use a sword, it should be the kind that can move all directions with a single dance of the sword."

Xun Kuang lay down on the bench again, thinking about Yuan Ruxi's words.

In his mind, he couldn't help imagining the scene of Su Changan dancing with a long sword in his hand.

But that's when I thought of that beautiful picture.
For a moment, Xun Kuang suddenly remembered that the Commander of Yan University said that he should pay attention to his sense of propriety.
So he sat up again at once, looked at Su Zifeng and asked, "Zifeng, I have something I want to ask, that day I ate antique soup at the same table with Miss Chang'an, but Commander Yan asked me to be careful, is it right?" Why?"

Hearing this, Su Zifeng coughed twice, shook his head quickly and said, "Don't say it, don't say it."

Xun Kuang immediately said, "It's boring."

Su Zifeng smiled and said nothing more.

However, Xun Kuang also knew how to measure, so he stopped asking, but became more curious.

But Yuan Ruxi looked at Su Zifeng, thought and thought and finally asked: "Zifeng, your Su Wan'er, would you like to learn sword?"

Su Zifeng and Xun Kuang were startled when they heard this.

Xun Kuang immediately scolded: "Well, you are a water sword! You can't teach Ms. Chang'an, so you have made up my junior sister's idea, right? Let me tell you, my junior sister is now thinking about Mr. Shuiyun every day, and he might take it someday. I went to Mrs. Su for my Danqing ink painting, and you still want to teach people how to learn swordsmanship! Why, you really want to teach a woman to be a swordsman!?"

Yuan Ruxi smiled and looked at Su Zifeng.

Su Zifeng shook his head and said: "The old man has the final say on Wan'er's affairs. If you are really willing to teach me, I will talk to the old man tomorrow, and then I will ask Wan'er for you. If they all agree, I think it's good. If there is Don’t blame me if one person doesn’t want to.”

Yuan Ruxi was overjoyed, picked up the wine glass, and made a toast to Su Zifeng.

Seeing this, Xun Kuang thought for a while and asked, "Why don't you even teach my younger brother?"

Yuan Ruxi naturally knew that the junior Xun Kuang was referring to was Su Zhaoxin, and immediately shook his head with a wry smile: "If you can't teach, you can't teach."

After that, looking at Su Zifeng, he said apologetically, "It's not that your nephew is not smart, but his mouth is too poisonous, just like Xun Kuang, I get a headache when I hear it."

Xun Kuang was not happy when he heard the words: "Yuan Ruxi, you say that my junior brother is fine, but you say that I have a bad mouth, I am not happy."

Yuan Ruxi rolled his eyes and Xun Kuang was too lazy to pay attention.

Su Zifeng looked at Xun Kuang and shook his head helplessly, looked out the window, mentioned Su Wan'er, thought of the child's initiative to ask to live in Yimei Courtyard, and thought of the child who had been holding back crying all day, he sighed helplessly.

But thinking of Su Changan entering the palace like this, he sighed again, and was a little worried about the situation of his eldest niece.

but
As Xun Kuang said.
The current matter of Su Chang'an can be said to be a matter of conversation among many people.

Without exception, many people's faces are full of regret, and they only feel that the law of heaven is unfair.

How can such a delicate and lovely person be plagued by illness, especially this lovely person has such a heart of filial piety, has such an amazing literary talent, and has a face like Chang'e in the moon.

such a pity.
pity!

……

The largest room in Lingqi Pavilion is Su Changan's bedroom.

The current Su Changan was lying on the big bed without any signs of sleep, sleeping soundly.

'Ah! '

Su Changan suddenly sneezed, rubbed his nose, and went back to sleep.

He didn't know that he was about to become the enhanced version of 'Sister Daiyu'.

……

The bright moon still fades, and the sun rises as usual.

Another new day.

Su Changan slept very comfortably. After waking up, he stretched himself, looked at his big bed, and thought that he would take this bed with him when he went to the future.

After getting out of bed, yawned and stretched again, he opened the window.

But it just opens.

But he was taken aback.

Because there is a person standing in front of the window!

Still a great master!

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Ps: This chapter is more than 4000 words, so it was a bit slow, and I wrote a little more plot, apologies
PS: I’m still hesitating about how much extra monthly tickets will be added. I’m still hesitating, but it’s almost there.Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! !

(End of this chapter)