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Chapter 866 Midnight sneak attack
"Is there still such a rule?"

After Song Zhian finished expressing her regret, Sha Ergou, who was originally a little tired, immediately became anxious.

I guess if it were his own personal matter, he wouldn't be so worried and concerned.

"Is second place not possible? We are only one place short, just three or four breaths, how can it be impossible? This is too reasonable."

Ouyang Rong's felt hat covered his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes looked somewhat calm under the hat. However, to outsiders, his face had a dull expression most of the time, and he was silent and honest, and there was no clue to be seen.

"It is very strict. This is Jianze's rule. There are no exceptions."

Song Zhian's expression calmed down, she lowered her eyes slightly, shook her head and said:
"Just like our rule here, those who enter the Peach Valley into the Hundred Breaths can be directly accepted as disciples by the Lady Sovereign."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and their eyes involuntarily looked at Song Zhian, who was only a breath away from death.

The young lady from Jiannan Road had a calm face.

He was only one step away from being accepted as a disciple by the Queen herself.

Although the Lady Lords of Jianze have different personalities and strengths, as the hidden Lady Lord of the Lady Lord Palace, she represents the most orthodox and direct inheritance of the Lady Lord Palace.

Becoming her disciple means that the probability of entering the noble and mysterious Palace of the Queen and receiving the plaque will become extremely high.

Of course, the standards that the Queen set for accepting disciples were extremely demanding. We saw today how difficult it was to walk out of Peach Valley in a hundred breaths.

Originally, this batch of boys and girls sent from Taoyuan Town were all carefully selected, but only two of them could achieve the goal within a hundred breaths.

With such extraordinary talents and the ability to follow the Queen closely and receive her instruction, it is naturally easier for her to enter the Queen's Palace than the ordinary Peach Card Yue girls from other halls.

Therefore, this batch of new girls, those who are more mature and easy to deal with, are actually secretly vying for this opportunity. If they can learn from the female monarch, they will be the chosen ones in Jianze in the future and will naturally be superior.

Song Zhian knew the matter very well. Since she knew so much about it, she must care about it very much.

But from the time they met in the evening until now, she had not taken the initiative to bring it up. If Miss Yu and Lu Jinghong had not asked, it would probably have just passed.

Just like Ouyang Rong's silence.

However, Ouyang Rong was an exception. He really didn't care. From the moment he entered Yunmeng Jianze, he never thought about entering any bamboo hall, nor did he think about becoming an apprentice to learn skills.

He was planning to come in to "ring the bell", or do some other small, inconspicuous job. Ouyang Rong just wanted to be an ordinary brother of Ah Qing quietly, sneak into Jianze, find the embroiderer, and try to get a certain sword technique, and try not to be exposed too early and poke the "Yue girls' nest".

But, I don't know what Miss Zhishuang has been busy with recently. It seems that she has forgotten about him, "Brother Aqing"...

The atmosphere in the yard was a little quiet, and everyone looked at Song Zhian with complicated eyes.

Ouyang Rong raised the brim of his hat slightly and glanced at the graceful Song Zhian.

Miss Yu played the role of a consoling expert:

"Sister Song, there is no need to be discouraged. There are still two more levels to go, which require you to refine your Qi and strengthen your character. Brother Liu, you too, keep up the good work in the last two levels. I think both Sister Song and Brother Liu are extraordinary and powerful people. They will definitely be good at the last two levels, and you may easily win first place."

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to wave his hand, Song Zhian spoke first.

The beauty shook her head and sighed softly:
"It's very difficult. I'm not talking about Brother Liu. I'm just saying that our group of Yue girls need to get first place in the next two rounds to be accepted as disciples by the female monarch. But now we have seen the situation in the first round. The talent of the tattooed girl is really scary. I heard from the senior sisters that such a monster, according to past experience, will be crushed all the way and will not give others any chance."

Song Zhian paused, looked outside the courtyard, and whispered;
"And according to rumors, this tattooed girl seems to have some connection with the eldest lady, and it seems that she was brought back to Jianze by the eldest lady. In other words, she has been selected. This time, she participated in the assessment, but the eldest lady followed the tradition of Jianze and let her go through the process. In fact, the outcome is already determined."

Lu Jinghong looked surprised:
"Being chosen by the eldest lady? Can she be accepted as a disciple by the eldest lady?"

Song Zhian smiled bitterly:
"Well, it's just a rumor though, I can't be sure yet."

Miss Yu muttered:
"She is valued by the eldest lady? She might as well have entered through the back door. But now, she is in our group, taking up a spot. It's a pity for Sister Song."

Ouyang Rong suddenly asked: "Is she on the next island?"

Song Zhian nodded, unable to hide a hint of envy in her eyes:
"That should be the case. Although I heard that the eldest lady has a bad temper, she is still very disciplined. If you have not passed Jianze's Yue Girl Assessment, you cannot be brought into the depths of Jianze."

At this time, Lu Jinghong took the initiative to ask:
"I heard that after these three levels, if you are selected, there will be a special test before entering the sect. Miss Song is well-informed, do you know what it is? Why didn't we hear Sister Yuan tell us about it?"

Song Zhian frowned slightly, seemed to think for a while, and said:
"In fact, I noticed it, but no one around knew about it. When Senior Sister Yuan mentioned it, someone did ask about it. Senior Sister Yuan just said that the test was very special and required a rare qualification that was one in a million, even rarer than the swordsmanship that takes a hundred breaths to walk out of Taogu. It was something that could only be obtained by fate and could not be obtained by one's own will.

“And Senior Sister Yuan also said that the test was the only chance to enter the Female Sovereign’s Palace as someone other than a Female Sovereign.

"But it's just a formality. No one has been able to pass it in all these years. Setting it up is just in case..."

Everyone looked at each other, all a little confused.

Sha Ergou remembered something and smiled at Ouyang Rong:

"By the way, Brother Liu, when are you going to eat your green peaches?"

"Qing... Peach?"

Song Zhian and Miss Yu looked at Ouyang Rong with curiosity.

Sha Ergou told the story of the monkey giving peaches in broad daylight, which again attracted the attention of the two girls.

Miss Yu was not shy either. She stretched out her hand and said seriously:
"Brother Liu, Taolai! I'll help you wash it."

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Lu Jinghong glanced at Miss Yu and interrupted:
"Don't even think about it. I offered a large sum of money to buy it this afternoon, but Brother Liu refused to give it to me. He even kept the Qingyan Late Peach and didn't eat it. I don't know what he wants to do with it. Who is he leaving it to? Could it be that he is the girl he likes?"

Song Zhian looked over.

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips, but still said frankly:
"It's useless for me to eat it. I want to give it to my sister."

"Sister?"

"You still have a sister?"

Song Zhian, Lu Jinghong and others all looked a little surprised.

Sha Ergou bumped Ouyang Rong's shoulder with his fist:
"I understand Brother Liu. I also have a sister. Although we often fought when we were young, my sister still cared about me when I grew up. She was always worried that I was hungry or cold, and she would bring delicious food every time she came back..."

Miss Yu said greedily:
"Brother Liu is also a great cook and knows how to preserve peaches. It's a blessing to be Brother Liu's sister."

Song Zhian just asked out of routine concern:
"Is my sister married? Brother Liu, do your family members know that you are here? I think they didn't tell them. Will my sister be worried about you?"

She shook her head again:

"In fact, when we met these two days, I always felt that Brother Liu was like an outsider, staying out of everything. Brother Liu had a mediocre reaction to the things we were interested in, and he didn't seem to be very enthusiastic about these three levels of assessment... I heard from Master Lu that Brother Liu followed him and Madam Li into Jianze that day, so does Brother Liu want to go home?"

Ouyang Rong thought about it and said more:
"This place is actually not bad. I don't regret coming here. But please forgive my small ambitions. If I can do some simple work and not spend a lot of effort practicing swordsmanship, that would be great."

Upon hearing this, although Lu Jinghong looked calm and nodded along with everyone else, his evaluation of someone in his heart silently lowered a level.

I just think that someone still doesn't understand the meaning of the four words "Yunmeng Jianze", and is even more useless than Sha Ergou, who is confused but a little cunning.

Lu Jinghong suddenly felt that what his mother had said was right. Everyone's background is indeed very important because it affects a person's vision from the very beginning.

People who are born in poverty not only lose because they have no resources to rely on, but also because they are short-sighted and fail to seize the opportunities that God has given them.

Lu Jinghong shook his head secretly.

However, he thought that such a foolish country boy could walk out of Peach Valley faster than him.

Lu Jinghong suddenly felt a little bored again.

Song Zhian was also a little speechless when she heard this, but compared to the inner-thinking Master Lu, she was well-educated, tough and straightforward, and never looked down on country roughs like Brother Liu and Brother Sha.

She immediately gave advice, her tone sincere: "Brother Liu, what you said is wrong. Being able to enter Jianze's Bamboo Hall is definitely better than going back to be a servant. I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, you are here. Brother Liu, why don't you be a little patient and wait until you pass the next two levels before talking about it, because no matter what the outcome is, at least you won't regret it later."

"Uh-huh."

Ouyang Rong responded.

Song Zhian glanced at the dark sky at night, stood up and began to see the guests off:

"Okay, it's getting late, Brother Liu, leave the kitchen to me and Sister Yu. You guys go back and get some rest."

The beauty's eyes fell on Sha Ergou again:

"Brother Sha, go to bed early tonight and don't be sleepy during the day."

Sha Ergou is a simple and honest person, and he has never dared to look directly at the beautiful Song Zhian.

When being stared at by a pretty girl, he would subconsciously blush and be at a loss, but fortunately his skin was thick and dark, so it was slightly covered:

"Okay, Miss Song."

Song Zhian turned and looked at Lu Jinghong.

The latter raised his head slightly, smiled heartily, and clasped his fists with his sword:

"Miss Song, there is no need to say more, I understand.

"In fact, I am still somewhat competitive. You and Brother Liu are so impressive today, I can't fall too far behind. I will do my best in the next two levels. I am not kidding."

Sha Ergou also raised his head and chest:

"Me too!"

Lu Jinghong looked at him with some displeasure.

Song Zhian smiled brightly when she heard this:
"it is good."

The smile attracted the attention of Lu Jinghong and Sha Ergou.

Song Zhian did not forget to add another sentence:
"Mr. Lu, it's better to bandage the wound."

Lu Jinghong was suddenly embarrassed.

The young lady from Bashu looked around, and she had a bit of the aggressive temperament of being the boss, and said bluntly:
"Then the five of us, although we come from different places, it is fate that we met. Let's all strive to enter Jianze. After we have established our foothold, we can take care of each other and Moxiang will not be so lonely."

"it is good."

Ouyang Rong and the other two responded, then stood up and left the bamboo courtyard.

Each returned to his own yard.

After returning to his residence, Sha Ergou walked to the well very self-disciplinedly, took a shower, and returned to his room shirtless, not forgetting to wave in the direction of Ouyang Rong:
"Brother Liu, I'm going to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow morning! You can sleep a little longer."

The short-haired young man was very ambitious. He walked back to the room under Ouyang Rong's gaze.

Just after the door was closed, seven breaths later, snoring sounds came out from the crack of the door.

Ouyang Rong shook his head:

"As expected, women's words are more effective. As for the words of the eldest brother, they are like wind in one ear and out the other."

Ouyang Rong laughed, turned around to fetch some water from the yard, and washed up briefly.

He soon returned to his room. The oil lamp by the windowsill was blown out, and the room fell into darkness. The young man lay on the bed with his clothes on.

Ouyang Rong silently took out the Qingyan Late Peach from his arms, sniffed it, and then stuffed it into the Peach Blossom Spring painting.

Ouyang Rong lay down again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

About half an hour later, a small ink ingot slipped out of his arms.

The little ink stick grew a pair of short legs, moved to the pillow, stretched out his short hands, and tried to pull out the scroll that was pressed underneath.

The next moment, she was held down by a big hand and slammed on the chopping board like a salted fish.

In the darkness, Ouyang Rong opened his eyes, and stared with clear eyes at the little Mo Jing who was trying hard to smile.

"Little Rongzi is so nice. You even knew to leave the peaches for me to eat. I love you so much."

"Sleep is for A-Qing, to celebrate for her."

"But I'm hungry..."

"You won't be hungry when you sleep."

"?"

Before she could finish her protest, she was interrupted by someone who had anticipated it.

Ouyang Rong stuffed the Sichuan Opera face-changing ideas back into his arms.

He put the Peach Blossom Spring painting back under the pillow and rested his head on it, pressing it even tighter.

Until dawn.

Suddenly, there was a movement under the pillow!

In the darkness, Ouyang Rong opened his eyes instantly and turned over in the air like a spring.

His palm immediately pressed on the picture of Peach Blossom Spring.

When he pulled away the pillow, he saw the bronze scroll trembling, as if something was about to break out of its cocoon and could no longer be suppressed.

At this moment, Ouyang Rong's eyes, which had adapted to the darkness, were suddenly stabbed.

I saw that from the gaps in the scroll that he was holding tightly in his hand, the extremely familiar snow-white sword energy was madly overflowing.

It's a situation that has never been seen before.

Like the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, and like the Milky Way hanging upside down from the sky, until the scroll is broken, it will never return!
"Is this... a sneak attack?"

Ouyang Rong suddenly remembered the sword of Miss Zhishuang.

……

"Big Sister, Sixth Junior Sister is here."

Under the moon, on an isolated island, on a cliff, in a bamboo courtyard.

First, a clear bell sound was heard, and then the gentle female voice that Lu Jinghong and Li Wan heard that day was heard.

The candle in the snow seemed to be in a state of sleep and wakefulness. After a while, it spoke, its voice a little ethereal:

"What about people?"

"I asked her to wait in the Yangxin Palace until we get there..."

(End of this chapter)