Chapter 261

The lunch was very sumptuous.

However, Luo Qingzhou had no appetite. After eating a few bites, he excused himself to go back to study and left.

He was not used to the sudden enthusiasm of the Qin family.

The behavior of the princess this morning really raised his status in the Qin family to the extreme. No one mentioned the word "son-in-law" anymore.

When everyone faced him, they were all smiling or respectful and cautious.

The younger generation of the Qin family was very envious.

But the elders of the Qin family knew very well what this meant.

They were tied to the princess.

With the princess's attitude towards those nobles and the reforms she had been trying to promote, she and her followers would probably become the object of the nobles' resentment.

But things have come to this point, and it is useless to think too much.

With the princess's power and strength, she might succeed.

Then, naturally, their Qin family would also rise to the sky.

During the meal, Qin Wenzheng, the second and fourth masters of the Qin family, and several elders all issued death orders. Anyone who dared to tell others about what happened today would be expelled from the Qin family or thrown into a well.

The younger generation of the Qin family, as well as the maids and servants, were all silent and dared not discuss it anymore.

Although it was impossible to conceal it, as long as they did not take the initiative to admit it, there might be room for maneuver.

It is estimated that even if the news spread, no one would believe it.

Who would believe that the dignified Princess would come to the Qin Mansion to become a disciple and give away a sword? Unless you see the sword with your own eyes.

Luo Qingzhou walked all the way to Meixiang Garden, thinking about this matter all the way.

He suddenly remembered that the princess had secretly given him a note.

What would be written on the note?

Back to Meixiang Garden.

After entering the study, he closed the door and opened the note.

The note read: Chunyuan Alley, Baihua Garden. After writing five chapters of the story, you can send it there, and someone will deliver it to me. If you have other needs, you can also tell the owner there. The scenery there is very beautiful. If you have nothing to do, you can go there to relax and enjoy the scenery. There will be someone to accompany you.

"Chunyuan Alley? Baihua Garden?"

Luo Qingzhou secretly remembered these two names.

The princess should leave today. He has not finished writing "The Story of the Three Kingdoms" and "Sima's Art of War".

Especially "Sima's Art of War", he promised the princess in person.

After thinking about it, he put away the note, walked to the table and sat down, spread out the rice paper, ground the ink and picked up the pen, and began to copy "Sima's Art of War".

It took about half an hour.

Qiu'er knocked on the door outside and said, "Son-in-law, do you want some snacks?"

Luo Qingzhou stood up, stretched his wrists, walked over to open the door and said, "No, by the way, Qiu'er, where is the sword given by the eldest princess?"

Qiu'er heard this and quickly pointed to the table in the middle of the living room.

Luo Qingzhou walked out of the room and looked there.

The sword named Golden Phoenix was covered with gauze and placed there upright. There was a fruit plate in front of it, and even sandalwood was inserted.

Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched and asked, "Who told you to put it like this?"

Qiu'er blushed and said, "Son-in-law, we don't know where to put it. Butler Zhou said that this sword is very precious and represents the eldest princess. It must not be neglected and must be placed well, so Xiaodie and I..."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, and without saying anything more, he walked over to take down the sword and observed it carefully again.

The sword looks very long, and it seems to be much heavier than Xia Chan's sword in his hand.

The hilt of the sword was made of unknown material. It looked like metal, but it was very soft to hold.

The scabbard was gorgeous and noble, engraved with a flying golden phoenix and several strange symbols.

Luo Qingzhou touched it and felt it was also very soft, like it was made of some leather, and it was very comfortable to hold.

"Clang!"

Luo Qingzhou suddenly pulled it out.

Golden light flashed!

A dark golden wide sword blade was exposed, with a shallow blood groove engraved in the middle. The blood groove was crooked and engraved with dense patterns like tadpoles.

The blades on both sides were very sharp and as thin as cicada wings.

"Zheng——"

Luo Qingzhou pulled out all the blades and found that this sword was at least one foot longer and two fingers wider than Xia Chan's sword.

At the same time, the hilt could be held with both hands.

Xia Chan's sword seemed to be light and agile.

And this golden phoenix seemed to be heavy and fierce.

Although the overall weight is not much heavier, the wide blade and unusual length, as well as the dark gold luster, give off a fierce aura.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but think of the slender fingers and delicate figure of the eldest princess. He didn't know whether she deliberately wanted to forge such a sword, or whether the late emperor forged it without discussing it with her, or whether this sword was just for show.

However, it is said that the eldest princess has a blood moon spear, which is very heavy. Maybe the eldest princess is going for the brave route.

Luo Qingzhou thought about it, put down the scabbard, held the sword, went out of the house, went down the steps, and came to the courtyard.

He held the sword tightly in his hand and stood still in the courtyard, carefully recalling the sword moves that Xia Chan used every time she practiced sword.

Qiu'er stood under the eaves and asked curiously: "Young Master, can you also dance with a sword?"

Luo Qingzhou raised the sword in his hand, posed, and said: "Guess?"

Qiu'er smiled and said: "I heard that many scholars would hang up their swords when they went out. I also heard that in the previous dynasty, no one else could go out with swords, and only the scholar-gentlemen could wear swords. I guess there are many scholars who can dance swords. of."

Luo Qingzhou wanted to say that they were all pretending.

"Uh-huh!"

He stabbed out a sword smoothly.

Then, the second sword, the third sword.

The speed was very slow at first, a little unfamiliar, and gradually it started to get faster.

The girl in the light green dress in his mind seemed to be teaching him swordsmanship. It was clearly in his mind, with the hem of her skirt flying in the air and dancing with the sword in his pupils.

He followed her movements and became more and more skilled.

Under the eaves, Qiu'er watched with a smile on her face at first, thinking that her uncle just thought it was fun and wanted to swing the sword a few times. Unexpectedly, the movements became more and more beautiful and faster.

At the same time, even though she was standing under the eaves, she suddenly felt a fierce momentum coming towards her face.

The petals on the ground began to swirl with the figure.

The figure wearing a large Confucian robe moved faster and faster, his sleeves and robes were whistling, his clothes were hunting, the sword in his hand was shining, and his eyes were like stars.

Qiu'er opened her eyes wide and looked motionless.

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"

After Luo Qingzhou danced a few more moves, he stopped. His face was not red, he was not out of breath, and his clothes were covered with pink petals.

He raised the sword in his hand and was observing the blade carefully when he suddenly heard an extremely slight noise coming from behind him.

Without any hesitation, he turned around with a "swish" sound and stabbed him with his sword.

"Zheng——"

A buzz.

It was actually a stone that hit the tip of the sword he thrust out!

In other words, he actually turned around and stabbed a stone flying towards him!

He was stunned for a moment and looked up at the courtyard door.

Xia Chan, wearing a light green dress, stood there, holding a sword in her hand and looking at him coldly.

Luo Qingzhou stared at her blankly, thinking that this girl must have noticed that he had imitated her movements just now, and his cheeks suddenly felt a little hot, and he said, "Miss Xia Chan, when did you come?"

Xia Chan held the sword and stood there with a cold face and did not respond.

Luo Qingzhou picked up the stone from the ground and said, "Did you throw it?"

After saying that, he suddenly threw it back towards her and said, "Give it back to you."

"Zheng!"

With a flash of cold light, the flying stone was immediately split in half and fell to the ground.

Luo Qingzhou didn't even see her draw and sheath her sword, he only heard a voice.

Obviously, she drew and sheathed the sword too quickly, and the two sounds seemed to come out at the same time!

Luo Qingzhou was secretly speechless.

I haven't seen this girl take action in a few days. It seems that her sword is faster!

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to play with the ax anymore, and when he was about to take the sword back to the house, Xia Chan suddenly walked down the steps and walked towards him, saying in a cold voice: "Stab me."

"ah?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her blankly.

Xia Chan stopped in front of him, holding the sword in her hand, looking at him with cold eyes and said: "Stab."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said: "Xia Chan, although you are very fast, are you too close? I'm afraid... Huh?"

Before he could finish speaking, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

"Bang!"

Then, a small foot suddenly stretched out from behind and kicked him firmly on the butt.

Luo Qingzhou turned around suddenly.

"Stab me."

Xia Chan stood behind him and said coldly again.

Luo Qingzhou didn't hesitate anymore, tightened the sword in his hand and stabbed it with a "swish".

Xia Chan turned slightly to avoid the edge of his sword, and the scabbard in her hand was pressed against his throat at some point.

Luo Qingzhou immediately retreated, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, suddenly rushed over, and slashed down with a "swish" sound.

Xia Chan suddenly appeared on his right side, the sword scabbard in her hand silently pressed against his throat again.

Luo Qingzhou was secretly shocked.

This girl is so fast!

I don’t know what kind of skills she has practiced these days, but she is obviously more powerful than before.

Luo Qingzhou paused, looked at the little girl under the eaves, and said, "Qiu'er, go out first, close the courtyard door, and go play with Xiaodie. You are not needed here."

Qiu'er was stunned for a moment and said quickly: "Oh, okay."

She didn't dare to ask any more questions, she immediately walked down the steps, walked out quickly, and closed the courtyard door.

"Is Sister Xia Chan teaching my uncle how to practice swordsmanship?"

She thought to herself.

In the courtyard.

The afternoon sun shone lazily on the two of them.

The breeze blows and the petals are flying.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the cold girl in front of him. His temperament suddenly changed and he became fierce. He clenched his fists and said: "Chanchan, you know my uncle's secret. Thank you for not telling others. Today, my uncle decided to use my uncle's real... Let me compete with you to show you how powerful I am! If you are offended, please don’t blame me, okay?”

Xia Chan looked at him coldly, took two steps back, clenched the sword in her hand, and said, "Okay."

Luo Qingzhou carefully placed the sword in his hand on the stone table next to him.

Immediately, he walked over and stood three meters away from her. His eyes were focused, his whole body was tense, he clenched his fists, and reminded: "Chanchan, be careful, my uncle's fists are not vegetarian. One punch Go down, you may cry for a long time!"

Xia Chan: "Oh."

Luo Qingzhou felt that he was looked down upon by this little girl, so he decided not to hide anything. He bent his knees, arched his body slightly, and his internal force surged. His fascia and muscles were tensed, ready to launch himself and pounce on her!

Who knew that at this moment, Xia Chan suddenly said coldly: "No, sprinkle lime."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

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