Chapter 11 Mother-in-law visits son-in-law

Zuo Lingquan stood upright under the cliff and waited for a moment. When he found that the other party had not appeared for a long time, he felt a little doubtful in his heart, but in the end it turned into relief - it was probably the 'senior sister' who said hello last night.

Deliberately embarrass him.

Zuo Lingquan spanked his ass, so naturally he didn't take it to heart and waited patiently.

Wu Qingwan, who was on the cliff, had been paying attention to Zuo Lingquan's movements, hoping to wait until Zuo Lingquan became impatient and let him go back according to the princess's instructions.

But after waiting for half an hour, the child below looked like a wooden figure. He didn't even move his eyebrows. Not to mention other things, this extraordinary concentration is not something ordinary people can have.

The two of them spent a long time like this, and the female apprentices in the bamboo forest began to whisper. Some of them thought that Wu Qingwan had not noticed this handsome young man, so they ran up to inform him.

Wu Qingwan waited for a long time. If she didn't show up again, she couldn't help it. She could only put on a cold expression and poked her head out of the cliff again:

"Your name is Zuo Lingquan?"

Zuo Lingquan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand in salute:

"Exactly, I have met Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan looked at the bamboo forest below the stone cliff, and wanted to ask, 'Why did you offend Jiang Yi, and she wants to torment you like this?' But it was difficult for her to say this, so she hesitated and said instead:

"She has already told me your purpose of coming. Well...why did she help you and introduce you to Qihuang Valley?"

Zuo Lingquan had just stood there for a long time, knowing that the girl must have mentioned something about last night, so he said truthfully:

"We don't know each other without fighting. Ling Tu Jianghu and I met by chance and had a discussion with each other. She had never beaten me and was willing to admit defeat, so she gave me the sign."

"oh?!"

Wu Qingwan had a look of surprise on her face, not believing that Princess Long Li would lose to the little famous kid below.

But after thinking about it carefully, I understood it a little bit - no wonder Jiang Yi wanted to introduce the other party to the door, but then made things difficult for him. It could only be because he was not convinced after losing the competition.

Thinking of this, the doubts in Wu Qingwan's heart subsided, her eyes became a little gentler, and she asked:

"Who did you study under before? Why did you switch to me?"

Zuo Lingquan has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He has consulted many senior martial arts masters, but he has never been a master. He has always practiced on his own. At this time, he responded seriously:

"Self taught."

The words sounded a bit arrogant.

Wu Qingwan narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Zuo Lingquan for a long time. When she saw that his figure was upright and showed no shame, she said with half doubt:

"You are self-taught and surpass her in martial arts? With a sword?"

Zuo Lingquan nodded: "Yes, with a sword."

Wu Qingwan stood up from the stone platform, stood on the edge of the cliff, lowered her head and looked carefully. The mountain breeze blew the light green skirt, and the slim long skirt outlined an almost perfect curve.

Zuo Lingquan stood directly under the cliff. He originally raised his head and looked at each other calmly, but from this angle, two large dumplings like upside-down jade bowls blocked most of his sight.

"..."

Zuo Lingquan was a man, not a saint. He sensed something was wrong and was afraid that his eyes would be wrong. He quickly held his sword and clasped his fists, lowered his head and said:

"I'm absolutely telling the truth. If Senior Wu doesn't believe it, you can take the exam for me."

Wu Qingwan didn't notice anything strange about Zuo Lingquan, but she thought the little kid was a little crazy. She thought for a moment, turned her eyes to a bamboo house in the forest, and said:

"Xiaohua, come here and try."

"Okay Master."

Zuo Lingquan turned around and saw a girl who was watching the excitement in the bamboo house. Hearing this, she eagerly picked up her sword and came to the bottom of the stone cliff. Her eyes first wandered on his face, and then she held her fist properly.

:

"My name is Xiaohua, sir, be careful."

Zuo Lingquan looked at the photo of the little girl in front of him, and he could tell just from her aura that she was far worse than the girl yesterday. She was completely like a young girl who had never had a fight.

However, in order to prove himself in front of the masters of Qihuang Valley, Zuo Lingquan still clasped his fists seriously:

"Qinghe County, Zuo Lingquan."

After announcing her home, the little flower girl stood ten steps away and held the hilt of the sword. After Wu Qingwan said "start", she suddenly rushed forward and unsheathed the sword at the same time.

But what surprised her was that the handsome young man who had been motionless ten steps away had somehow arrived in front of her. He kicked her sword hilt neatly and kicked the long sword back, which was mostly unsheathed.

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Zuo Lingquan held up the unsheathed green leather sword, placed it lightly on the little girl's neck, and looked up at the top of the stone cliff.

The little flower girl looked at the scabbard on her neck with blank eyes and said:

"Sir, I haven't drawn my sword yet..."

Wu Qingwan saw everything clearly. She was as quiet as a virgin and as fast as thunder. This posture showed that she had put in a lot of hard work. She couldn't practice it for more than ten years. She believed Zuo Lingquan's words about knocking Jiang Yi down.

.

However, Wu Qingwan didn't notice the technique used by Zuo Lingquan. It felt like he didn't use his own energy at all and crushed the opponent with only his skills and physical fitness.

If this is the case, considering that Zuo Lingquan is only seventeen or eighteen years old, he can reach this level of practice at such a young age. In terms of cultivation, he can be described as a 'genius'.

After thinking about this, Wu Qingwan's eyes showed approval, she smiled and said:

"Okay, Xiaohua, go down and learn more from your senior brother Zuo in the future."

The little girl didn't even draw her sword, she was a little unhappy. After nodding seriously, she ran away.

Zuo Lingquan looked slightly happy and said:

"Senior Wu, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"

Wu Qingwan looked harmonious and shook her head slightly:

"Being a master and accepting a disciple is a big deal, how can you decide it in just a few words. Like everyone else, you should practice in the valley first, and it won't be too late to choose a master when you are familiar with it. With your talent, I'm afraid I can't teach you."

Talent?

When Zuo Lingquan heard this, he was a little hesitant and wanted to tell him about his blocked meridians; but then he thought about it, it wouldn't be a bad thing to stay in Qihuang Valley for a few more days. Now that he had spoken out and was persuaded to leave, he would have run away in vain.

One trip.

"Thank you very much, Senior Wu."

Wu Qingwan nodded, raised her hand, and pointed to a bamboo house under the waterfall near the pool:

"You can live there from now on. You just arrived today. You need to get settled first and get familiar with the environment. Tomorrow, someone will take you to the living room to register for naturalization."

New disciples must go to the living room to register, receive a clothing brand, and then live in a collective dormitory. Only disciples of each housemaster and deacon are eligible to live in separate courtyards.

When Wu Qingwan came up, she arranged a small courtyard with an excellent location for Zuo Lingquan. Several girls in the bamboo forest were all surprised, but after seeing the scene of the competition just now, they had nothing to say. After all, Zuo Lingquan's

His skills are worthy of this treatment.

But when Zuo Lingquan heard this, his face became embarrassed, and he said:

"Senior Wu, I still have some things to deal with in the capital. Can I postpone the entry-level practice for a few days?"

Wu Qingwan also understood: "Cultivation is a big deal. You may stay in Qihuang Valley for the rest of your life, or go further. Do you want to say goodbye to your relatives?"

Zuo Lingquan said truthfully:

"This junior's family is in Qinghe County. This time he came to Beijing as arranged by his elders to run for the eldest princess's consort..."

"Um???"

As soon as these words came out, Wu Qingwan's smiling and listening expression froze, and then she tilted her head slightly, with a strange look in her eyes.

Zuo Lingquan saw Wu Qingwan's expression changing so quickly and paused in his words. He thought Wu Qingwan was dissatisfied, so he explained:

"Well... I am just choosing a consort. There are no less than two hundred young talents entering the capital this time. I am just one of them. The chance of being selected is slim. When it is over tomorrow, I will start practicing peacefully..."

He chatted for a long time.

It's a pity that Wu Qingwan didn't listen at all, and her mind kept wandering to no one knows where.

Choose a consort?

Jiang Yi’s consort?

Jiang Yi knew him, and he was going to choose his consort tomorrow, so why did he arrange for him to do it here?

What do you think of me as an aunt?

I think he is a nice person...

He looks so handsome...

If paired with Jiang Yi, well...

Wu Qingwan stared blankly at Zuo Lingquan, her eyes gradually changing from weird to incomprehensible, just like a mother-in-law looking at her unmarried son-in-law.

Zuo Lingquan's embarrassment gradually turned into confusion. The other party didn't respond, and he didn't know what to say. The two of them just stared at each other.

After watching for a long time, Wu Qingwan came back to her senses, coughed lightly, gathered all her emotions, waved her hands and said:

"Go ahead."

"Um?"

Zuo Lingquan couldn't figure out the meaning and asked:

"Then after things are done tomorrow, I will come over to learn from my teacher?"

Wu Qingwan couldn't figure out what Princess Long Li meant, but no matter whether she was chosen or not, Zuo Lingquan's entry into Qihuang Valley was a matter of just one word from the princess. She had already spoken and would not go back on her words. She thought for a while and said

:

"You can just come over after you finish your work tomorrow."

Zuo Lingquan was determined in his heart and wanted to ask again, 'What if I choose the consort?', but he immediately gave up this unlucky thought.

He has already entered the door, and all he needs to do is sign the name list. How could God play tricks on him like this?

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