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Chapter 26 The Disrespectful Li Chuan

For three days in a row, the county town was very lively, with countless pedestrians coming and going, making the entire county town exude extraordinary vitality.

In three days, Yihua Palace recruited more than 100 disciples, not too many, but not too few.

After all, Shanhai County has a small population, and there are even fewer school-age girls and young girls. The ability to pick out more than 100 people is already the result of Yihua Palace's relaxation of admission requirements.

After the disciples were recruited, Lianxing asked the four disciples to take them back to the Yihua Palace.

Only Lianxing and a disciple named Linghua stayed in the palace as Zheng Ming's maids.

After an autumn rain, the weather became a little cooler.

Zheng Ming's cold is also better, so he doesn't have to lie in bed anymore.

The sky was high and airy, and pieces of gauze-like white clouds floated above the sky.

The autumn wind was slow, and the branches and leaves of the jujube trees in the Wangfu rustled. With the breeze, they danced gently, revealing the blue jujubes.

Under the tree, Zheng Ming held a long sword, stood like a pine tree, and stood on tiptoe.

swoosh~
The whole person jumped up, walked like the wind, stepped up the tree, jumped up two feet a few times, volleyed back, and fell to the ground like flying sand and geese.

With a slight twist of the wrist, the sword flashed like lightning, and the sword light shimmered, as if with a fierce murderous intention, the figure jumped, intertwined with the sword shadow, like a handsome and arrogant swordsman.

The long sword danced and made a whizzing sound.

After a long time, Zheng Ming turned over again and landed firmly on the ground.

"how?"

He looked at Lian Xing expectantly.

He has been practicing these swordsmanship for several days, and the results seem to be pretty good.

Lian Xing stood in the pavilion, looked at him with a smile, and said, "His Royal Highness is very talented and skilled in swordsmanship."

"Cut~~"

Zheng Ming rolled his eyes and said, "How come you have learned to flatter people, and flatter people so carelessly."

His family knew about his own affairs, and he knew how much he knew best.

What kind of talent is outstanding, what kind of swordsmanship is good, it's all bullshit.

The predecessor had been cultivating for ten years, and it was only an eighth-rank cultivation base, and he had traveled through two months. Although he occasionally tried to cultivate, it was actually a lot of waste.

As far as his cultivation is concerned, any soldier who comes out of the trap camp can beat him all over the place.

After wiping the sweat from his face, Zheng Ming sat down in the pavilion.

"Your Highness, please have some tea."

"Master, please have some tea."

Song Baobao squatted at the table and handed them a bowl of hot tea.

Since Yihuagong wanted to accept a disciple, Zheng Ming naturally would not forget this girl, so he asked Lian Xing to accept this girl as a disciple.

Song Baobao's cultivation aptitude is not bad, at least much stronger than Zheng Ming.

Zheng Ming picked up the tea and took a sip. It was fragrant and sweet, but it was not bad.

Although swordsmanship is common, but after practicing for a while, Zheng Ming felt that his whole body was refreshed.

"Your Highness, is Li Chuan here?"

Suddenly, Yuhuatian came to report in a low voice.

"Who is Li Chuan?" Zheng Ming asked in surprise.

Yu Huatian explained: "The third disciple of Yihetang Wancheng, Bai Song is his person. Didn't His Highness say that anyone who wants Fuhai Island should come in person? Now he is here and is waiting in the hall. "

Zheng Ming was stunned and finally remembered.

"Let him come over."

Yihetang is related to the situation of the Luoyu Islands, and the Luoyu Islands almost surround the coastline of Shanhai County. If Shanhai County wants to go out through the sea, it will inevitably pass through the Luoyu Islands.

Before Zheng Ming felt that the strength in his hands was not enough, and he didn't want to interfere with the affairs of Luoyu Islands, but now that Lianxing and Yihuagong were there, he felt that he could clean up Luoyu Islands.

"In Xia Lichuan, meet the prince of the county!"

Li Chuan walked into the pavilion, and said indifferently, cupping his hands.

He was wearing a brocade gown and had a handsome face. Although he was over forty, he looked like a handsome boy on the surface.

Not like a martial artist, but more like a scholar.

Before Zheng Ming could speak, he straightened up and looked at Zheng Ming, his eyes like torches, showing the might of a warrior.

Zheng Ming frowned slightly.

"Bold!"

Without waiting for Zheng Ming to speak, Lian Xing's expression was slightly cold, and with a wave of his sleeves, his fierce energy suddenly exploded.

Snapped!
With a crisp sound, Li Chuan's body was shaken, and he was instantly fanned out, breaking the wooden fence of the corridor and falling into the garden.

Puchi!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Li Chuan raised his head and looked at Lian Xing in disbelief.

"First-class master!"

His voice trembled, full of fear.

He thought that there was only a third-rank martial artist in Yu Huatian beside Zheng Ming, so he didn't have much respect for Zheng Ming in his heart.

The first time we met, he bowed his hands and salutes. Before Zheng Ming could speak, he straightened up first. This was his pride as a third-rank martial artist.

The king of the royal family represents the status of imperial power, and the master of the martial artist represents his own strength.

When imperial status and individual strength collide, who is stronger and who is weaker depends on the actual situation.

If there is only one Yuhuatian beside Zheng Ming, his attitude is not wrong.

He never imagined that there was a first-rank master beside Zheng Ming.

A rank one master, the strongest warrior under the grandmaster, is a guest no matter where he is.

But such a strong man is actually a maid next to a prince, how could he dare to believe it?
Zheng Ming flicked the tea bowl casually and took a sip.

"Baby, the tea is a little hot."

"I'll give your Highness a blow."

Song Baobao took the tea bowl and blew it loudly.

Yu Huatian respectfully stood on the side of the pavilion, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and held one hand on the three-edged sword around his waist.

He especially wanted to kill Li Chuan now.

Because Li Chuan was brought by him, Li Chuan being so rude to Zheng Ming was his greatest dereliction of duty.

Knowing this, he definitely didn't bring Li Chuan here.

Lian Xing's eyes flashed, and he ignored Li Chuan, but walked behind Zheng Ming and gently rubbed Zheng Ming's shoulders.

Li Chuan stared at Lian Xing for a long time, and suddenly he was shocked.

Rolling and crawling back to the corridor.

"The grass people don't know the etiquette, and I ask the prince to forgive me." He knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

At this point he finally figured out what to do.

I also understand who is the real master at this moment and here.

Zheng Ming took Song Baobao's cold tea and asked plainly, "Why are you here?"

Li Chuan was stunned for a moment, and after a moment of hesitation, he replied, "Caomin wants to take refuge with His Highness, so please take him in."

No matter what purpose he came with before, now he only has this idea.

Because he was afraid that Zheng Ming would kill him.

Zheng Ming took a sip of tea and asked, "Tell me about the current situation in Yihe Hall, be specific."

"The interior of Yihe Hall is very chaotic now, the master's health is getting worse and worse, and the brothers and sisters all want to be the master of the hall."

Li Chuan raised his head and glanced at Zheng Ming cautiously, and continued: "There are three contenders for the position of Hall Master now, namely, the senior brother Li Boyang, the second senior brother Qian Yushan, and the seventh junior brother Wan Luoshan. With a fleet..."

(End of this chapter)