The lunch was very sumptuous.
However, Luo Qingzhou didn't have much appetite. After eating a few bites, he made an excuse to go back to study and left.
He was not used to the sudden enthusiasm of the Qin family members towards him.
The eldest princess's behavior this morning indeed raised his status in the Qin family to the extreme, and no one mentioned the word "son-in-law" anymore.
When everyone faced him, they all had a smile on their face or looked respectful and cautious.
The younger generation of the Qin family are all very envious.
But the elders of the Qin family knew very well what this matter meant.
They have been tied to the eldest princess.
Judging from the eldest princess's attitude towards those nobles and the reforms she has been trying to promote, she and her followers will most likely become the targets of those nobles' resentment.
But now that things have come to this, there is no point in thinking too much.
With the eldest princess's power and strength, perhaps she can succeed.
By then, the Qin family would naturally prosper as well.
During the meal, Qin Wen Zheng, the second and fourth masters of the Qin family, and several elders issued a death order that anyone who dared to tell anyone 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 the matter any further.
Although it is impossible to conceal it, as long as they do not admit it voluntarily, there may be room for maneuver.
I guess even if the news gets out, no one will believe it.
Who would believe that Her Royal Highness, the Princess, would come to the Qin Mansion to become a disciple and give away a precious sword? Unless you saw the sword with your own eyes.
Luo Qingzhou walked towards Meixiang Garden, thinking about this matter all the way.
He suddenly remembered that the eldest princess had secretly given him a note.
What would be written on the note
Return to Meixiang Garden.
Entering the study, he closed the door and opened the note.
The note read: Spring Garden Alley, Hundred Flowers Garden. After writing five chapters of the story, you can send it there, and someone there will deliver it to me. If you have any 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.
"Spring Garden Alley? Hundred Flowers Garden?"
Luo Qingzhou secretly memorized these two names.
The eldest princess should be leaving today. He has not finished writing "The Story of the Three Kingdoms" and has not had time to write "Sima's Art of War".
Especially the "Sima Art of War", he had personally promised the princess.
After thinking for a while, he put away the note, walked to the eucalyptus table and sat down, spread out the rice paper, ground the ink, picked up the pen, and began to copy "Sima's Art of War".
It took me about half an hour to write.
Qiu Er knocked on the door outside and said, "Sir, would you like some snacks?"
Luo Qingzhou stood up, stretched his wrist, walked over to open the door and said, "No need. By the way, Qiu'er, where is the sword that the princess gave me?"
Upon hearing this, Qiu'er 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 and even sandalwood incense sticks in front of it.
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched and he asked, "Who told you to do 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 put away properly, so Xiaodie and I..."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing. Without saying anything more, he walked over, took the sword down, and examined it carefully.
The sword looked very long, and when held in the hand, it seemed much heavier than Xia Chan's sword.
I don't know what material the hilt is made of. It looks like metal, but it feels very soft when held.
The scabbard was gorgeous and noble, engraved with a flying golden phoenix and several strange symbols.
Luo Qingzhou touched it with his tentacles and found it was also very soft, as if it was made of some leather, and it was very comfortable to hold in his hand.
“Bang!”
Luo Qingzhou suddenly pulled it out.
Flashing golden light!
A wide, dark golden sword blade was revealed, with a shallow blood groove carved in the middle. The blood groove was crooked and engraved with dense patterns like a tadpole.
The blades on both sides are very sharp and as thin as a cicada's wing.
“Zheng—”
Luo Qingzhou pulled out all the sword blades and found that this sword was at least a full foot longer and two fingers wider than Xia Chan's sword.
At the same time, the hilt can be held with both hands.
Xia Chan's sword seemed to be light and graceful.
And this Golden Phoenix seems to be taking a heavy and powerful approach.
Although the overall weight is not much heavier, the broad blade, unusual length, and dark gold luster give off a fierce aura.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but think of the eldest princess's slender fingers and delicate figure. He wondered if she had deliberately intended to forge such a sword, or if the late emperor had forged it without consulting her, or if the sword was just for display.
But I heard that the princess has a blood moon spear, which is very heavy. Maybe the princess is going for the brave route.
Luo Qingzhou thought about it, put down the scabbard, held the sword, walked out of the house, went down the steps, and came to the courtyard.
He clenched the sword in his hand, stood still in the courtyard, and carefully recalled in his mind the sword moves that Xia Chan had used every time he practiced.
Qiu Er stood under the eaves and asked curiously, "Sir, can you also dance with a sword?"
Luo Qingzhou raised the sword in his hand, struck a pose, and said, "Guess?"
Qiu Er smiled and said, "I've heard that many scholars would wear swords when they go out. I've also heard that in the previous dynasty, other people were not allowed to carry swords when they go out. Only scholars could carry swords when they go out. I'm sure many scholars can dance with swords."
Luo Qingzhou really wanted to say that they were all pretending.
“Swish!”
He thrust out a sword.
Then, the second sword, and the third sword.
At the beginning, the speed was very slow and a little unfamiliar, but gradually, it started to get faster.
The image of the girl in the light green dress in his mind seemed to be teaching him swordsmanship. It was clear in his mind, with her skirt flying as she danced with the sword.
He followed her movements, becoming more and more skilled.
Under the eaves, Qiu'er watched with a smile on her face at first, thinking that her brother-in-law was just having fun and wanted to swing the sword a few times, but she didn't expect that his movements became more and more beautiful and faster and faster.
At the same time, even though she was standing under the eaves, she suddenly felt a fierce aura coming towards her.
The petals on the ground began to spin along with the figure.
The figure in the wide Confucian robe moved faster and faster, his sleeves rustling, his clothes fluttering, the sword in his hand flashing, his eyes like stars.
Qiu'er opened her eyes wide and watched motionlessly.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
Luo Qingzhou danced a few more moves before stopping. His face wasn't red, he wasn't out of breath, and his robe was covered with pink petals.
He raised the sword in his hand and was observing the blade carefully when he suddenly heard a very slight strange sound coming from behind him.
Without any hesitation, he turned around and stabbed with his sword.
“Zheng—”
A buzzing sound.
It was actually a stone that hit the tip of his sword!
Or rather, he actually turned around and stabbed a stone flying towards him!
He was stunned for a moment and looked up at the gate of the courtyard.
Xia Chan, dressed in a light green dress, stood there, holding a sword in her hand, looking at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou stared at her blankly, thinking that he had just imitated her movements and must have been seen by this girl. His cheeks suddenly became hot and he asked, "Miss Xia Chan, when did you come?"
Xia Chan held the sword, stood there with a cold face, and did not respond.
Luo Qingzhou picked up the stone from the ground and asked, "Did you throw it?"
After saying that, he suddenly threw it back to her and said, "I give it back to you."
“Zheng!”
With a flash of cold light, the flying stone was instantly split into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Luo Qingzhou didn't even see her draw or put away the sword, he only heard a voice.
Apparently, she drew and sheathed the sword so quickly that the two sounds seemed to come out at the same time!
Luo Qingzhou was secretly shocked.
I haven't seen this girl in action for a few days. It seems her sword has become even faster!
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to show off his skills in front of an expert anymore. Just as he was about to take the sword back to the house, Xia Chan suddenly walked down the stairs 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, this is too close, right? I'm afraid... Eh?"
Before he could finish, the person in front of him suddenly disappeared.
"Bang!"
Then, a small foot suddenly stretched out from behind and kicked him hard on the butt.
Luo Qingzhou turned around abruptly.
"Stab me."
Xia Chan stood behind him and said coldly again.
Luo Qingzhou didn't hesitate any longer. He tightened the sword in his hand and stabbed forward with a "swish".
Xia Chan slightly tilted her body to avoid his sword, but the scabbard in her hand had already been pressed against his throat at some point.
Luo Qingzhou immediately stepped back, gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, suddenly rushed forward, and chopped down with a "swish".
Xia Chan suddenly appeared on his right side, and the scabbard in her hand once again silently pressed against his throat.
Luo Qingzhou was secretly shocked.
This girl is so fast!
I don’t know what kind of martial arts she has been practicing these days, but it is obvious that she is more powerful than before.
Luo Qingzhou paused, looked at the little girl under the eaves, and said, "Qiu'er, go out first, close the gate, and go play with Xiaodie. You are not needed here anymore."
Qiu Er was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "Oh, OK."
She didn't dare ask any more questions, and immediately went down the stairs, walked quickly out the door, and closed the gate.
"Is Sister Xia Chan teaching my uncle how to practice sword?"
She said secretly in her heart.
In the courtyard.
The afternoon sun lazily fell on the two of them.
The breeze blew and the petals fluttered.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the cold girl in front of him, and suddenly his temperament changed, becoming fierce, clenching his fists and saying: "Chanchan, you know the secret of the uncle, thank you for not telling others. Today, the uncle decided to use the uncle's true strength to spar with you, so that you will know how powerful the uncle is! If there is any offense, please don't blame the uncle, 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.
Then, he walked over and stood three meters away from her. His eyes fixed, his whole body tensed, and he clenched his fists, reminding her: "Chanchan, be careful, your uncle's fist is not vegetarian. If I punch you, you might cry for a long time!"
Xia Chan: "Heh."
Luo Qingzhou felt that he was looked down upon by this little girl and decided not to hide anything anymore. He bent his knees, arched his body slightly, and let the internal force surge in his body. His fascia and muscles tensed up, ready to spring out and pounce on her!
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Xia Chan suddenly said coldly: "No, sprinkle lime."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
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