Martial Arts Master Travelled to Ancient Time and Farms

  Chapter 123 The soft knife in the house

  Cheng Ling has not seen Wang Qilang for a while.

   Since the last time Wang Qilang visited Cheng Zhai at night and left, he has never appeared in front of Cheng Ling again.

  Cheng Ling knew in his heart why he was, so he didn't rush to find him.

   In fact, between Cheng Ling and Wang Qilang, Wang Qilang always took the initiative to find Cheng Ling, but Cheng Ling basically never took the initiative to find him.

   To say what kind of friendship is between the two, probably in Cheng Ling's view, it is a good friend who is as light as water between gentlemen. In Wang Qilang's view, Cheng Ling is not only a savior, but also a brother, a confidant, and a mentor!

   Invisibly, Wang Qilang had a chick-like dependence on Cheng Ling.

   Cheng Ling sighed softly when Wang Liulang mentioned Wang Qilang.

   Although the friendship between gentlemen is as bland as water, this is only the blandness of the form of communication, but it does not mean that the friendship between gentlemen should be indifferent and ruthless.

   If so, then he is not a gentleman.

  In the end, although Cheng Ling rejected Wang Liulang's move to lead people to paint in the martial arts hall, she said, "The number of ways to fight is the secret of each family. Is Wang Langjun doing this to help you draw martial arts secrets?"

  Very good, as soon as these words come out, how can Wang Liulang have the face to ask for painting again?

   After all, he is not a rogue in the market, and he also needs to pay attention to some demeanor.

   But Cheng Ling made the decision to visit the Wang family, which was not an easy decision for her.

   Even after learning about this, Xiao Man asked her, "Brother Cheng, you are going to Wang's house, are you really just going to see Wang Qilang?"

  Cheng Ling said: "My salutation was handed to Wang Qi, but when I get to Wang's house, who will I meet, I can't help but decide."

   Xiao Man's eyes were slightly dark and he said, "Then you still want to go?"

   Is this knowing that there are tigers on the mountain, but preferring to go to the tiger mountain?

  No, not like that.

Cheng Lingdao: "Brother Xiao, Wang Liulang frequently visits the martial arts hall. Even if I didn't understand his true intentions a few times before, after he mentioned Wang Qilang, I should understand. I can't avoid it, I will go to the meeting after all. for a while."

   "Actually, you can still not go." Xiao Man said, "But you are not that kind of person."

  If you escape, Cheng Ling is not Cheng Ling.

  Cheng Ling laughed: "Brother Xiao, don't overestimate me, I will also be able to escape. No, that's not called escape, that's called strategic retreat."

   It’s just that, now, now, it’s not time for her to retreat strategically.

  Cheng Ling blinked at Xiao Man, and Xiao Man immediately laughed.

  Strategic retreat, that's an excellent word.

   The next day, Cheng Ling handed a letter of worship to Wang's house, stating that he would visit Wang Qilang.

   It is not rude to pass the county guard Wang Yong and only say that he is visiting Wang Qilang.

   After all, most of the juniors of the Wang family are adults, and they can have their own normal communication. It is impossible to say that everyone they meet has to pass through Wang Yong.

  If this is the case, then Wang Yong doesn't need to be the county governor anymore, he can't handle all kinds of trivial matters at home all day long.

   In the afternoon, Cheng Ling received a reply. On the morning of the third day, Cheng Ling entered the Wang's door again.

After entering the door, Cheng Ling did not see Wang Qilang directly, but was taken to the backyard by someone.

   The steward who led the way said, "So that Cheng Langjun knows, my old lady invites Cheng Langjun to meet."

  The old lady is Wang Yong's mother!

  Cheng Ling came to the Wang family to visit Wang Qilang, but the old lady wanted to meet Cheng Ling in person, which was clearly an attitude towards the younger generation.

   This is kind of interesting.

  Cheng Ling was very calm. She brought two jars of sake to Wang Qilang, and two boxes of homemade mooncakes with a unique recipe.

  Because it is already the end of July, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, people walking around with each other at this time have started to take moon cakes as gifts.

   Cheng Ling then asked Zhou Huai, who was accompanying him, to give the two jars of sake to the steward first, and asked him to have someone bring it to Wang Qilang. As for the two boxes of moon cakes, they were just for the old lady.

  Walking all the way, past the garden rockery, pavilions and pavilions, the style and connotation of the county governor's mansion are in everyone's eyes.

  Cheng Ling did not turn his eyes away, instead he went ahead and appreciated it.

   The last time I came back to the county governor's office was at night, which was very different from what I saw during the day.

  Cheng Ling admired it so calmly that it also infected Zhou Huai around him. Zhou Huai was originally careful and restrained, but Cheng Ling's attitude gave him an inexplicable confidence.

  Unwittingly, Zhou Huai imitated Cheng Ling, his waist straightened, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, and the youthful vigor and agility returned.

   The steward who led the way did not know why, and his attitude became more and more polite when talking to Cheng Ling and his disciples.

He even reminded Cheng Ling: "The old lady likes to watch the play, and the stage is almost non-stop every day. When Cheng Langjun passed by, if the old lady was watching the play, Cheng Langjun might as well stop and take a look. "

  Cheng Ling understood the meaning of his words at once, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you for the suggestion." After saying that, he bowed his hands to him.

   The steward who led the way suddenly burst into laughter.

   Zhou Huai's eyes lit up, looking at his master, he only felt that he worshipped not only a martial arts master, but also a life mentor like a treasure.

   After passing the Fuzhong Nei Lake again, the sultry sound of silk and bamboo came flying with the lake wind.

  I saw that on the deep shore of the inner lake, there was an open water pavilion being built. On the shore of the lake opposite the stage, another large flower hall was built.

  The front row of the flower hall is hollowed out. From a distance, Cheng Ling and the others can see that there is a piece of rouge red and willow green in the flower hall, and the rings are seated.

   It's a really good powder array!

   Zhou Huai, who had already raised his head high and recovered his spirits, started to restrain his hands and feet again at this time, and he didn't even know where to put his eyes.

   The steward who led the way quietly observed Cheng Ling, but saw that she still looked as usual, and even when her eyes swept over the scenes on the stage, her eyes showed a slight appreciation.

   She is really calm, and she really did what the manager suggested: might as well watch the show!

   The steward who led the way was in a complicated mood, but for a moment he didn't know whether to be relieved or to sigh quietly.

   Finally, Cheng Ling and Zhou Huai were taken outside the flower hall.

   The steward who led the way said: "Cheng Langjun, the old lady is in high spirits, we don't want to disturb, the little one will go in quietly to report. Please wait for a while, don't be impatient."

  Cheng Ling said conveniently: "Please, please, don't be in a hurry."

   Chong Ling, who was in charge, nodded, turned around, and entered the flower hall as expected.

  Then...and then he went, but he never came back!

   Really didn't return. He just took Cheng Ling and Zhou Huai outside the flower hall. After a quarter of an hour, the so-called announcement was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no news.

   (end of this chapter)