Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

   Chapter 112 I'm not an impulsive person

  Cheng Ling took Mu Sanniang and her three daughters to practice martial arts. At the same time, he also taught martial arts disciples and took care of the delivery team. Life was busy and fulfilling at the time.

There is no follow-up to the   Wind and Rain Pavilion's killer incident for the time being. On Ran Wenji's side, they made an appointment with Cheng Ling two days after Cheng Ling brought the caravan back.

   This time, Cheng Ling met Ran Wenji in his other courtyard, and Tong Mingbo was not there.

   Ran Wenji set up a private banquet to entertain Cheng Ling, during which he expressed his thanks in many words, which need not be mentioned more.

   At the banquet, Ran's family dancers danced gracefully, and Cheng Ling experienced a pure enjoyment version of ancient music and dance with a very beautiful artistic conception, which needless to say.

  It is worth mentioning that the dancers circled around their waists. After the dance was over, the beauties who led the dance moved up with lotus steps and knelt down to pour wine for Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling took the wine glass with one hand and helped her up with the other hand.

The beauty who led the dance actually fell into Cheng Ling's arms, Ran Wenji said with a smooth smile: "Okay! A hero matches a beauty! Brother Cheng, this beautiful girl in my family actually likes you. Why don't Brother Cheng feel good? A good story!"

  Cheng Ling:…

   was stunned, she really didn't expect this turning point, so she might as well not stop the dancer for a while.

  The beauty flung herself into Cheng Ling's arms, her jade arms wrapped around Cheng Ling's waist, and at the same time, she leaned her head on her shoulder, raised her face, and begged tenderly, "Langjun, how about taking the slave family away?"

   After begging for this sentence, two smears of thin red flew on her cheeks. As if she could not restrain herself, she hurriedly bowed her head and hid it in Cheng Ling's arms.

  Cheng Ling:…

   Once again, I am glad that I have a flat chest, and a flat chest saves me!

   Ran Wenji stroked his palm and smiled, stood up immediately, and was about to leave.

  What is he doing? Do you want to give Cheng Ling a place?

  Did the ancient nobility play like this?

  Cheng Ling can be considered to have reacted now. She quickly reached out and pressed lightly on the dancer's shoulder. At that time, she made a clever effort, and the whole person slipped out of the dancer's embrace like a swimming fish.

   The dancer exclaimed, and lost her support for a while, and her body couldn't help but leap forward.

  Cheng Ling had already stood up at this time. She didn't reach out to help the dancer, but suddenly picked up a tea pole on the table next to her, picked the tea pole, and pressed it against the dancer's chest.

  The dancer was still on the ground. Fortunately, with Cheng Ling's tea pole as a buffer, she didn't fall seriously.

   All this happened very fast, Ran Wenji just got up and took a step. Seeing this change, he stood aside with his mouth open, turned around and stared at Cheng Ling, as if he was looking at a special breed.

   Cheng Ling frowned slightly and looked back at Ran Wenji.

   Ran Wenji was speechless for a while, but he didn't know whether to be angry with Cheng Ling for "not understanding the style, not knowing how to laugh at beauty, not giving face...", or whether he should quickly apologize to Cheng Ling and express that he "should not be so presumptuous".

   After a while, it was Cheng Ling who spoke first, and she sighed: "Brother Ran, it's not that I have to live up to the grace of the beautiful woman, I'm really a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes, I can't bear it."

   After saying this sentence, the atmosphere seemed to relax, because at this time Cheng Ling was humble.

But then, Cheng Ling stared at Ran Wenji again and said, "Brother Ran, it is not my character to be with the light, and I will not comment on how the world is going. But at least for me, keeping maids and concubines, and raising Meiji, are absolutely impossible. Impossible!"

   said, she took a slight step towards Ran Wenji.

   Ran Wenji's back froze, and on the four sides of the banquet hall, the Ran's guards who had been standing silently on the side also stepped forward in unison.

  Cheng Ling didn't seem to notice at all, but continued to say to Ran Wenji: "Brother Ran, I'm a little angry. The average man is angry and blood splatters five steps. If he suddenly becomes impulsive at this moment, I hope Brother Ran doesn't take offense!"

   Ran Wenji's face froze, the lights in the hall suddenly flickered, and a guard behind him pulled the dagger from his waist.

   Cheng Ling raised his hand and shot a copper coin from his fingertips.

   Bass!

The sound of    metal crashing was like a streamer at this moment.

  This is different from the copper coin that Cheng Ling shot back at Xiao Man, this copper coin has murderous aura.

   His skills come from Jin's martial arts, which Cheng Ling once yearned for, magic powers.

   She had practiced the power-generating method in her previous life, but unfortunately there was a human body limit at that time. No matter how much she practiced, the things she ejected could not reach the legendary power.

   But in this life, with the energy of Yin and Yang, the inner Qi is running, and under the infusion of energy, this ordinary copper coin seems to have a soul.

   The streamer burst out, and at the same time, there were fragments of the dagger!

  Cheng Ling shot out the copper coin, which directly smashed the dagger in the guard's hand.

   The guard held a palm, and the remaining sword hilt came out of his hand, and at the same time, a blood line stabbed and split from his tiger's mouth.

   Ran Wenji only had time to exclaim: "Brother Cheng!"

  Cheng Ling withdrew her hand, her face softened, and when she looked at Ran Wenji again, she smiled again.

She blew the dust that didn't exist on her hand, smiled at Ran Wenji and said, "Brother Ran, just kidding, I'm not an impulsive person, unless I'm in a situation like King Linhai, I'll be impulsive occasionally. "

   Ran Wenji was still speechless, just looking at Cheng Ling, his heart skipped a beat and his face stiffened.

   Cheng Ling said again: "Brother Ran, you won't be able to make a joke, right?"

   Ran Wenji: "Haha! Hahaha!"

He finally laughed, and after laughing a few times in a row, he finally spoke in full: "Hahaha! How is that possible? Brother Cheng really knows how to joke. Although Ran is old, he is not too old-fashioned to understand jokes. ."

   After he finished speaking, he ordered the dancers to go down, and waved the guards back.

  Cheng Ling looked at him with a smile the whole time, and somewhat admired his boldness.

However, Ran Wenji finally adjusted, and his tone was relieved at this time: "These guys, get in the way! What kind of person is Brother Cheng, if Ran is really not pleasing to the eye, those Lufus, whether they are here or not, can there be What's the difference?"

  Cheng Ling smiled and said, "Yeah, Brother Ran won't rely on me anyway."

   Ran Wenji hurriedly smiled and said, "Hahaha, yes, how could Ran be on Brother Cheng's account?"

   After he finished speaking, he clapped his palms again.

   At this time, a servant came up with a large tray with a stack of ledgers on it.

   Ran Wenji said: "The goods carried by the caravan this time, the ledger is all here. Brother Cheng just pick it up, say 20% as a thank you gift, it's 20%! Brother Cheng, don't be polite, choose with confidence!"

The    ledger was placed on the table, Ran Wenji opened one, and handed it to Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling took it and saw that the front page of the ledger said a thousand stones of millet in Yancheng!

  According to the current conversion method, one stone of rice is equal to one hundred catties of grain, and one thousand stone is one hundred thousand catties of grain!

   This number is definitely a lot, and Cheng Ling's eyes suddenly lit up.

   (end of this chapter)