Because of the sudden appearance of Prince Zhong Liang Chengen, the storm caused by Fan Baotong at Peng's inn took a subtle turn. When he first came to Peng's house, he thought about it. He was full of thoughts about how to make Jiang Zhong defeated thousands of miles and disappear from his eyes in the shortest time. When he left Peng, his mood began to become a little complicated. He also felt very conflicted about the great news that Prince Chen wanted to attend the Magpie Bridge Poetry Conference.

"Crown Prince Chen is coming to Liang State to propose marriage. Does Qiaoer know who he is proposing marriage to? Princess Hongyu?"

After returning to Room No. 1, Jiang Zhong and Qiaoer continued to organize the case. Thinking of Liang Chengen's proposal for marriage, Jiang Zhong asked curiously.

Qiao'er said with a look of "Young Master, you don't even know this" and said, "It's Princess Hongyu. When our Princess Hongyu was nine years old, we followed His Majesty to Chen State. The Emperor Chen State proposed to marry, and said that if we had a daughter, we would have daughters like our Princess Hongyu. However, Princess Hongyu said at that time that if her future son-in-law was the top scholar, she would not be able to marry. The Emperor Chen State and His Majesty had no choice but to make up the marriage."

"Oh, the top talent is very demanding."

Qiaoer said, "This is nothing. Our Princess Hongyu is both civil and military, and maybe she will be the top scorer by herself."

Jiang Zhong smiled and looked at Qiaoer and said, "It's not so easy to take the top scorer. Sometimes there is no one in ten years."

Qiaoer said confidently: "Young Master, you don't know. Princess Hongyu had a fortune before, and her future son-in-law will be a top scholar."

"That's how it seems to be destined."

"Um!"

Jiang Zhong looked at Qiaoer's cute expression and found it very interesting, and asked, "Where is Qiaoer, have you ever thought about what kind of person you will marry in the future? Have you ever thought about your fortune?"

Qiao'er was so embarrassed that her face turned red and said angrily: "Young Master, please make fun of Qiao'er, Qiao'er, won't talk to you."

Jiang Zhong hurriedly said, "I'm sorry Qiao'er, it's me that's abrupt. Don't be angry."

Qiao'er felt embarrassed when she saw Jiang Zhong's sincere look and said, "Young Master is such a strange person."

"What Qiaoer taught her is the lesson."

"No, no, no, you misunderstood. I'm not teaching you a lesson. I said that you are strange. You mean, you will apologize to me."

Jiang Zhong just finished the last book, clapped his hands and said, "I just think Qiaoer is a friend who is here to help. OK, the task is done."

Qiaoer poured a cup of tea for Jiang Zhong and said, "Young Master, please rest for a while. I'll bring you food to you later."

Jiang Zhong nodded, and after Qiaoer went out, he rolled up his sleeves and started to spread paper and grind ink. Although he had practiced brush calligraphy before, he was not good at it. Moreover, due to his eagerness to achieve success at that time, his basic skills in strokes were not firmly established. At this time, he just wanted to start over.

After grinding the ink, I began to practice the strokes of "horizontal" and "vertical". The world changes and the times change, and my mentality is indeed much more calm than before.

After writing a piece of paper, Qiaoer happened to bring in the meal. Jiang Zhong put his pen and looked at the horizontal and vertical lines of the paper. His expression was not very satisfied. He asked Qiaoer: "Do you know who writes the best in Luzhou City?"

Qiaoer said, "How could Qiaoer know this? I will ask the shopkeeper later and come back to tell the young master."

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

Qiao'er nodded and said, "By the way, young master, I just heard everyone talk about the Prince of Chen coming to Luzhou below. She also said that from tomorrow, the government will send more patrol officers and soldiers. On the first day of July, Luzhou City will be closed for ten days."

Jiang Zhongxin said: "Chen Zhaixing is the prince of Chen, one of the three powerful countries in the mainland. It is not an exaggeration to launch the highest level of martial law in Liang." He said: "It seems that His Royal Highness did not lie."

"Yes..." The little girl obviously wanted to speak but stopped. She glanced at herself, and there was a faint sense of worry on her face.

Jiang Zhong smiled and said, "Don't worry, Qiao'er, I can tell you secretly that I am very powerful and I am not afraid of the prince of Chen."

"ah?"

"Ha ha……"

After dinner, Jiang Zhong and Qiaoer walked along the river through the city not far from Penglai Inn for a while. They heard Qiaoer introduce several famous landscapes in Luzhou City, and then returned to Room 1, Tianzi, to continue practicing "one" and "丨".

After writing two pictures, I was finally a little satisfied. I put down my brush, moved my muscles and bones, then took out the fist script from my arms, and turned directly to the "Qi-Healing Chapter".

The general guideline of Haoran Boxing says, "I am good at nourishing my Haoran's energy." Then practicing this set of boxing should not be considered putting the cart before the horse when it comes to practicing this set of boxing.

I read it carefully, understood and memorized it, put away the fist tutorial, walked to the window and opened it, took a deep breath, clenched my fists with both hands, and posed a "disrespectful" move, and adjusted my breathing according to the method of breathing written in the book.

I don’t know how long I stood up so strangely, and I don’t know if I had an illusion. When Jiang Zhong was about to change his “disrespect” to “induce but not send”, he suddenly saw a man in white sitting on the roof outside the window, drinking.

Jiang Zhong paused in his heart and subconsciously closed the window. However, he thought about how he could hide it from the unpredictable swordsman Shen Lianfei, who was a swordsman who was unpredictable, and finally couldn't help but be curious. He turned his side and continued to look at the white-clothed man drinking on the roof, and then an unprecedented shocking scene unfolded in front of him:

There was an identical man in white on the roof, dancing his sword!

The one who drinks only cares about raising his head and drinking, as if everything in the world has nothing to do with himself; the one who dances the sword with one heart is like a man and a sword united, forgetting the sword and forgetting oneself.

Jiang Zhong secretly used his literary courage and his attention, and suddenly realized that there were no two people on the roof, and the man in white who practiced swords and drank was the same person! It was just because of his extremely fast speed that he was mistaken for two people, like a rapidly rotating windmill, and four pages were seen as countless pages.

The man in white was sitting there, sometimes on the left, sometimes on the right, sometimes on the front, sometimes on the back, but the man in white was sitting there, tilting his head and drinking, as if he had never left that seat.

What speed is it to reach this level?

The long sword was silent, but the sword intent was crisscrossing across the sky, which was breathtaking.

"Huo Ruyi shot nine sunsets, as if the emperors were flying dragons. He came like thunder and frightened, as if the rivers and seas were condensed in clear light!"

When Jiang Zhong saw the rise, he blurted out the four lines of poetry. Then the four literary spirits rushed towards the white man and surrounded him. The white man suddenly disappeared, leaving only the white man practicing sword fighting with the four literary spirits.

"Good sword!" Jiang Zhong praised again.

"Good poem!" The white-clothed swordsman replied.

Jiang Zhong intended to praise him, but his literary spirit did not have murderous aura. This unexpected battle was just a trial that stopped. After a while, the literary spirit disappeared. The swordsman in white put away his long sword. Jiang Zhong was about to speak, but a white shadow flashed past his eyes and found that he was already standing on the roof.

"Thank you for your advice, I wish you." The white-clothed swordsman handed the wine pot to Jiang Zhong.
Chapter completed!