History of Empress Dowager Development

Chapter 70

The old man saw that he was an acquaintance, so he gave up and opened the door to invite them in.Cui Shisan stood by the door, and waited for Linlang to get off the car before greeting him. Linlang treated him politely, and a few of them went in together, and the door was a small rockery covered by vines. Adjacent to the rockery is the local pool, and the old locust trees on the opposite side form an open space, where Xu Lang is practicing sword.

Cui Shisan was busy by himself, Lin Lang sat down on the rockery, played with the tender lotus leaves growing in the pool, and watched Xu Lang practice his sword leisurely.

Xu Lang didn't stop, the sword was flipped under his wrist like a dragon, his swordsmanship was capable and mighty unique to the Xu family, if you look carefully, you can imagine his majestic posture on the battlefield.

Lin Lang and He Weijie got along much better, and had heard many stories about Xu Lang.He fought with his father at the age of 11, and experienced and polished in the battlefield; at the age of 13, he led hundreds of soldiers to repel two or three thousand enemy troops, and won with wisdom; Xu Fengxian's young general shot and killed four of the enemy's lieutenants, and then led his team to pursue them. Together with Xu Fengying's lieutenant, he beheaded the enemy's chief general, making great military achievements.

Lin Lang has never been to Mobei, she only knows that the people there are tough and the yellow sand is desolate.The scene of the blood-stained yellow sand is not difficult to imagine, she was just curious about how heroic and brave Xu Lang was when he chased his horse and shot the enemy with flying arrows, so that he was called a tiger father but no dog son.

Perhaps Xu Fengxian didn't want him to become a titan who only knew how to kill bravely, so he sent him back to Beijing, hoping that he could learn both civil and military skills.

Now Xu Lang is standing in this gentle Jiangnan garden, but the sword seems to be covered with wind and sand, as if he is in a thick and desolate wasteland, his kind of mind is completely different from Zhu Chengyu.

The lotus leaf in his hand had fallen back at some point, and Lin Lang's eyes followed the sword's edge, until he stopped and stood firm, before he unconsciously let out a breath.

The figure had already soared into the air, jumped over the pool and landed in front of her.

Lin Lang seemed to have something to say, but he couldn't say it, so he said, "Lin Tong has been waiting, now go?" Lin Lang naturally agreed, and followed him around the pool.

Lin Tong passed his pulse and said, "It seems that this method is still useful." After Jinxiu's massage for several days, Linlang's meridians changed slightly, so Lin Tong asked Linlang to lie down on the soft couch first, and instructed Jinxiu how to massage.Jinxiu was very clever, and Lin Tong could understand it with a few pointers. Although Linlang was boring lying down, she was comfortable when her meridians were stretched, and she fell asleep inadvertently afterward.

There are not many rooms in Tingyunju, so Aunt Xu Lang's residence is naturally untouchable. The rest of the rooms are occupied by the cleaning servants, and each of the guards has one room. Xu Lang only uses the living room. , a bedroom and a study.

Lin Lang used the small soft couch in the study for massage, and now she was falling asleep, Xu Lang didn't allow anyone to disturb her, so Lin Tong took Jin Xiu outside to teach her some tips.

The mother-in-law of Tingyunju brought the quilt, and Madam Yang and Muyu covered Lin Lang, Xu Lang waved his hand and asked them to put down the soft curtain and go out to serve, while he was reading at the desk.

The garden was originally quiet and peaceful, but now that there was no one in the house, it seemed even quieter.Xu Lang, who practiced martial arts, has sharp ears and eyes, and he could hear the gentle breathing in the inner room clearly.Inexplicably, I felt uneasy, and couldn't calm down to read the book no matter what, I glanced at the hanging soft curtain, and somehow remembered that beautiful face.

That small and exquisite girl... He turned his head and stared at the birdcage outside the window in a daze.

(End of this chapter)