From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 65

The goose feather heavy snow accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, New Year's Eve is approaching, thousands of houses in the city are brightly lit, and Yang Qing has been circling the city for half a day.

After Mei Chaofeng left, Yang Kang's respect for him increased a lot, and his daily martial arts practice became more diligent.

He has regained all his skills, and the rest only needs to be done step by step, so he has more free time every day.

The palace is decorated with lanterns and festoons today, everyone is busy, even Bao Xiruo rarely leaves the back house, enjoys the snow and chats with Yang Kang and Wanyan Honglie.

He was too lazy to deal with it, so he simply left the palace and wandered around the city.

Zhangjiakou used to be a north-south passage, where the fur and medicinal materials outside the Great Wall were collected and distributed, and the tea and silk from the south were also dumped here.Catch up with the new year, it will be even more lively.

Yang Qing spent the afternoon watching monkey juggling shows on the street, or listening to people's stories and songs in teahouses, and it was night before he knew it.

Walking on the way back, seeing the eaves and streets all stained with silver clothes, he felt a rare feeling in his heart.

Bao Xiruo missed Yang Tiexin for 18 years, so why doesn't he miss someone?Just can't see it.

On New Year's Eve, when the whole family is reunited.

There are few pedestrians on the street, and occasionally a few are in a hurry.

When he was about to reach the palace, the housekeeper and guards came to greet him from a distance: "My little ancestor, why did you come back? The prince urged me several times, and I didn't know how many times I sent out the guards looking for you. Hurry up and go to the main hall."

Yang Qing responded with a smile, entered the palace and went straight to the main hall.

Amidst the noise of singing and dancing, he stepped into the main hall.

Sweeping his gaze, he saw that Bao Xiruo and Wanyan Honglie were sitting in the middle and at the top, Yang Kang was sitting on the left, and there was an empty seat between them, apparently reserved for him.

The rest of the people are mostly Wanyan Honglie's subordinates, Peng Lianhu and others are among them.

"Qing'er, why did you come back? Come and sit down."

Yang Qing appeared at the door, Wanyan Honglie frowned slightly, but after glancing at Bao Xiruo, he still waved the diva back and beckoned him to sit down.

He and Yang Qing can't be said to look at each other and hate each other these years, it can be regarded as pure seeing.

After all, raising a son for others is considered a rare generosity, and it is even more uncomfortable to meet someone who does not recognize himself.

Yang Qing smiled at Bao Xiruo, sat down next to Yang Kang, and didn't care about other people's stares.

He thought to himself that his time in Wanyan Palace was short and he was too lazy to make troubles.

"My lord, is this the eldest son?"

Among the guests, a man in his 60s dressed as a civil servant asked.

Wanyan Honglie nodded and said, "Exactly."

"Tsk tsk, I was still a baby when I saw you last time. I don't want to see you today, I have become such a pillar!"

"Hehe, it's too much." Wanyan Hong laughed forcefully, and then changed the subject.

He waved his hands to the left and right, indicating that everything should continue, and then the singing and dancing resumed, and everyone chatted and laughed with each other.

Yang Qing just lowered his head and ate food in silence, when someone offered a toast to him, he replaced it with tea.

His identity is here, and no one dares to say that he is not.

After a long while like this, the program in the hall has changed from singing and dancing to various juggling. Later, some people came to the stage to dance swords and show off their skills, hoping to be appreciated by Wanyan Honglie.

Yang Kang watched happily from the sidelines, but Yang Qing felt bored, so he sat down and adjusted his luck to pass the time.

After such a long time, he suddenly felt someone walking towards him.

Looking up, it was Peng Lianhu.

"My lord, today on New Year's Eve, I want to perform for my lord, but I have no one to cooperate with me." Peng Lianhu said with a smile: "I heard that my lord is a master of Quanzhen, so I don't know if you can give me the honor to compete with me for a while. My lord, see your martial arts."

Yang Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and understood his intention with a slight turn in his heart.

First of all, he is the eldest son of Wanyan, and he should inherit the throne in the future.

Since these people came to the mansion, they wanted to get close to him several times, but not only were they all ignored by him, even Yang Kang didn't respect them as much as he did at the beginning.

Peng Lianhu should also know about his relationship with Wanyan Honglie.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of New Year's Eve today, the other party obviously wanted to ease the relationship, and at the same time had the intention of asking Wanyan Honglie for credit.

He glanced at the superior without any trace, and sure enough, there was a bit of anticipation on Wanyan Honglie's face.

It's a pity that he really didn't have a good impression of Peng Lianhu and others, and he didn't even bother to do superficial efforts.

Standing up, she said to Bao Xiruo: "Mom, I'm tired, I'll go back first."

After speaking, he got up from his seat and was about to go out after passing Peng Lianhu.

Wanyan Honglie's face turned blue, he stared at his back without saying a word.Peng Lianhu stayed where he was, his facial muscles twitching non-stop.

The rest of the guests also figured it out at this time, knowing that there was something else hidden in it.

Seeing that Yang Qing was about to go out, Master Lingzhi rolled his eyes, stood up and stretched out his hand to stop him: "My lord, please stop, the poor monk has something to say..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stared blankly at the door, Yang Qing's back was walking farther and farther in the wind and snow...

"This..." Master Lingzhi suddenly turned his head and looked at the others. Seeing that everyone looked normal, he looked down at his arm again.

It was obviously blocked, but he never saw clearly when Yang Qing was going out.

It seemed that he was a beat behind, but only he knew that Yang Qing was definitely still in the hall when he stretched out his hand.

"Forget it, let's leave today."

Wanyan Honglie was unaware of Master Lingzhi's abnormality, dismissed the guests, and asked Yang Kang to send Bao Xiruo back to the back house, and he also returned to the bedroom.

When Yang Qing arrived at the back house, he found Qiu Chuji standing in the courtyard.With snow falling on my shoulders, I don't know how long I stood there.

"Master? Why don't you go and sit in the room."

Hearing this, Qiu Chuji stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and sighed softly: "You will die tomorrow, remember the appointment at Yanyu Building in Jiaxing."

"of course I remember."

"You really have a good memory." Recalling Yang Qing's conversation with Bao Xiruo when he was two or three years old, and still remembering it now, Qiu Chuji sighed: "There is something I have never told you. The Guo family's mother and son Jiangnan Seven Heroes have been found , now that I am in the desert, I will go to Middle-earth to meet your family next year."

Yang Qing said with a smile: "This is a good thing."

Qiu Chuji also felt pleased: "Of course it's a happy event, where's your token?"

"I've been with Xiaokang all the time."

Nodding his head slightly, Qiu Chuji suddenly shook his head and laughed: "Originally, I made an 18-year agreement with Blind Ke, and asked the descendants of Guo and Yang to compete in martial arts.

But now the Guo family only has one son, Guo Jing, but you and Kang Er are twins, which is interesting. "

"Let Xiaokang go, I'll be too bully if I go up."

"Arrogance!" Qiu Chuji reprimanded, "How can you be complacent at such a young age?"

"Then why don't you pass on the innate skills to me, master, so that I don't have time to be arrogant."

"I'll see what level you've reached!"

Qiu Chuji clapped his hands as he spoke.

However, when his palm fell on Yang Qing's shoulder, he suddenly felt a heat in his palm, and then a surge of mighty force bounced back, leading him back several steps before he stood still.

"You have reached this level?"

As soon as Qiu Chuji stood still, it was difficult to hide his surprise.

Yang Qing's Sunflower True Qi is based on Zixia Kung Fu, and has a deep connection with the Quanzhen Dharma.When it is transported, it is dense and dense, seemingly endless, majestic and vast.

He turned all the zhenqi into yang attributes, and Qiu Chuji didn't investigate in detail, he only thought that he had practiced the "Quanzhen Fa" to an unbelievable level in just ten years.

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Qiu Chuji said regretfully: "If your master is still alive, he will definitely regard you as a closed disciple and pass on the mantle."

After sighing for a while, he said: "Limited by aptitude, I and your uncles have never passed on the congenital skills. Do you know why?"

"Disciple doesn't know."

Qiu Chuji said: "To practice innate skills, the first condition is to have extremely high internal strength as the foundation."

Yang Qing said with a smile; "So the disciple is considered to meet the conditions?"

Qiu Chuji glared at him, and said angrily, "There is only one way to learn Xiantian Kungfu. When you complete the agreement with Yanyu Building, I will write a letter telling you who to learn from.

But I can't control whether people teach or not. "

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(End of this chapter)