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Ye Ying felt helpless when she heard the footsteps outside the door. Jing Shu picked a pastry from the plate and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she felt that her stomach was not so empty. She raised her head and stuffed one for Ye Ying. She lazily leaned against the The man squinted his chest and enjoyed the highest level of service, and the just-right massage was extremely comfortable.

The maid took away the dishes, and Ye Ying kneaded her slender waist, "Does it still hurt?"

"Knead again if your hands are not sore!"

As soon as the little girl acted like a baby, Ye Ying really followed suit, but Jing Shu turned over and hugged the man's clothes in embarrassment, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore, you can rest your hands."

Surrounding his soft body, the man lowered his head and kissed the back of her neck, Jing Shu retracted her neck sensitively, but the warm breath followed her everywhere, making the cat and mouse fight uncomfortable, she simply raised her head and blocked his lips, obediently Send it to your door by yourself.

With nothing else at hand, Ye Ying stayed with Jing Shu for a day, and the next day was the assessment for the new disciples recruited by Tibetan Sword. Ye Ying remembered what happened before and brought Jing Shu with her.

The two didn't show their faces directly, but sat in the flower hall blocked by a screen. There were people coming and going outside, and the guards were guarding to prevent people from colliding with each other.

I don't know who was sitting in it.

Of the four Ye family brothers, Ye Ying is in charge of the overall situation, Ye Hui is in charge of the villa's internal affairs and external business, Ye Wei is in charge of the disciples after returning to the villa, and Ye Meng concentrates on managing the Jianlu, but the division of labor is clear.

This time, there are quite a lot of new disciples who signed up. Jing Shu glanced at the list sent by the guards, "Ah Ying, there are more than 200 people."

Ye Ying nodded her head, it is a good thing that the Tibetan sword is famous.

Jingshu saw the word Goudan at the end, and those who wanted to write it felt that it was difficult to write. The word Goudan was called casually by people in the caravan, and they didn't even have a surname. It was always unpleasant to say, "Yes Wouldn't it be better to change his name?"

"A Tibetan sword disciple should have a name and a surname. If he agrees, you can change your name."

"I'll ask later." Jing Shu raised her head and suddenly asked, "Aying, if only twenty new disciples are accepted, is it possible that the child will fail?"

It is equivalent to leaving only one out of ten people, and the competition is still fierce.

Ye Ying's expression was slightly deep, "If he fails the assessment, it means that he doesn't have the qualifications and opportunities. Don't interfere too much."

She didn't say that she wanted to put people on the list of people who passed the assessment... Jing Shu lowered her eyes, and took her over with one arm. Ye Ying comforted her in a low voice: "That boy can chase from Yuezhou to Yangzhou all the way." , there is no doubt about his determination, and he is always close to you when your corpse poison occurs. He is very loyal to you. If he really wants to stay by your side and serve, even if he fails this time, he will come next time. Give him a chance. Give someone else a chance."

After signing up, there was a physical examination, and the woman was taken to another room. Jing Shu was still looking out through the window, and saw all the men, big or small, all taking off their clothes in the square. Hei, Ye Ying covered her eyes and turned her head, "Well, I didn't see anything."

"See no evil."

I don't know who came in again and again while she was taking a bath... Jing Shu sneered in her heart for a while, and it took a while to remember that Ye Ying couldn't see, she could only complain but could not refute.

As if knowing that she was depressed, Ye Ying picked up a candied fruit from the plate and fed it to her lips, curled her mumbling mouth, and opened her mouth to bite his finger.

Ye Ying also let her bite, but instead rubbed her short hair, Jing Shu suddenly felt bored, her little tongue rolled away the candied fruit, and chewed it angrily, why does this person look like feeding a puppy?

The examination of disciples in Hidden Sword Villa is also divided into literary examination and military examination. The literary examination is to find out the foundation of the students' talents and learning. You must stay in the school for six months to understand the way of a gentleman.

The martial arts test is to examine the physical fitness and perseverance of the disciples. The school only passes the character assessment in all aspects of the disciples before they can enter the sword house to observe and learn the art of smelting. After all, not everyone can persevere in the sword house.

After passing the training in the school and the sword hut, Tibetan sword disciples will be officially awarded the Ye family's four seasons swordsmanship, usually three years later.

Jingshu was still worrying that the young man might not even be able to read characters. Ye Ying comforted her that quite a few of the disciples recruited by the villa every year had never read a book. important.

The method of the martial arts test is very simple, that is, let the people who come to sign up run a circle along the Tibetan Sword Villa. Only those who can return to the starting point are eligible to participate in the next assessment. If they can return to the starting point within a quarter of an hour, it is even more direct Included in the list of newly recruited disciples.

Jingshu thought about it, and with the area covered by the Tibetan Sword Villa, if she could run back within a quarter of an hour, unless she used light kung fu or climbed over the courtyard wall to copy the path, but there are Tibetan sword disciples patrolling along the way, the latter is unlikely .

More than 200 people set off together, and the fastest people were far ahead like an arrow from the string. Ye Ying and Jing Shu went out after they set off, and heard the crowd behind them pushing and crowded, and many people fell to the ground.

"Those who push people will be removed."

The attendants around hurriedly flew up and carried the people who were pushed by the crowd outside one by one. Some fell to the ground and were trampled on the ground and suffered some injuries. Someone took them to be treated.

Suddenly, Jing Shu saw someone among the wounded who was taken away turned around and ran towards the gate of the villa. His back was very familiar, "That's... let him stop running."

As if driven by him, two more people with lesser injuries immediately rushed to catch up with the crowd. If they missed this time, they would have to wait for a long time. None of them wanted to give up this opportunity.Seeing them running away one after another, Jing Shu was speechless for a while, and she sighed quietly until all the people who had signed up in the small square had left.

Someone flicked his forehead, "Don't sigh."

She was not allowed to allow the state officials to set fire and not allow the people to light the lamps, Jing Shu snorted softly, and stood with him at the door of the house to blow the air.One spring rain and one warm, the temperature is neither too hot nor too cold, and the wind is comfortable. With her eyebrows lowered, the petite woman slowly leaned forward, reached into the man's hanging sleeve, and was immediately caught by a scorching hot Big hands hold.

Warm and strong palms wrapped her soft fingers, Jing Shu raised her head to look at the man who still had a clear and cold expression, the corners of her mouth slightly lifted, as if she was feeling silly in her heart.

After about two sticks of incense, people ran back one after another. Ye Ying returned to the flower hall. Most of the people who came from outside had never seen Jing Shu, and he let her lie on the window and count the people who came back.

One, two, three, four... twelve, thirteen... seventeen, eighteen, nineteen... twenty!

She looked at the No. 20 unfamiliar faces running back with some disappointment. It was already impossible for her to be shortlisted.

The familiar boy didn't appear until Jingshu counted to forty. He collapsed to the ground after running to the finish line, lying on the ground gasping for breath, the rolled-up trousers exposed the calf that was scraped before, and the dark red blood color It was very clear, Jing Shu was a little anxious seeing this situation, and ran out of the house directly, Ye Ying helplessly put down the teacup she was holding behind her, and signaled to the attendant next to her.

Most of the people who came from the outside had never seen Jing Shu, but suddenly saw a woman coming out of the lobby, her white dress was raised like the wings of a butterfly, her short white hair was a bit rare, and she was very eye-catching when she appeared.Jing Shu ran to Goudan's side. After running so many ways, there were actually quite a few people paralyzed and weak around her, but she met a pair of eyes that were full of exhaustion, unwillingness, and annoyance but were still bright.

Goudan was very surprised that Jingshu would appear here. He didn't care to talk and stood up and knelt down to salute, but Jingshu stopped him with his eyes, and said directly to the surroundings, "Come here!"

The attendants quickly came over to listen to the orders. Jing Shu asked them to get buckets of herbal tea and distribute them to those who came back to quench their thirst slowly. They also arranged for people to go around the villa to check if anyone was feeling unwell. Pills and straps.

After finishing all this, Jingshu walked into the room, Ye Yingduan sat and waited for her to return to her side, gently stroked her small face with the palm of her hand, "I thought you would treat his wound directly."

"You can't seem biased, what if he is finally shortlisted and others mistakenly think that we are favoritism?"

Ye Ying nodded her head, she was anxious but rational, she was his good girl.

More than 200 people ran out and only about 60 people were able to insist on running back to the original place.After the writing test, the people left behind went to the school, and Ye Ying took Jingshu back to Luomeiju. I heard that the topic of the writing test was to write a thousand-character essay silently, and judge the level according to the correct number of words written silently. She has memorized it fluently since she was a child, so it would be no problem if it were her.

"Aying, do you think I can make it into the top [-] if I take part in the assessment?" There has been a lot of rain recently, and the muddy water on the ground was still wet when I entered Luomeiju. The wind generally returned to the quiet bedroom.

Ye Ying pondered for a while, then said: "If you want to learn swordsmanship, I can teach you."

Jingshu's meridians are full of energy now, but it is a little different from before. The jade soul disappears, and the unique spiritual energy also dissipates. She has not noticed people passing by several times, and she is no longer as alert as before.Ye Ying thought it was a good thing, if Jing Shu had become an ordinary person, he didn't need to worry so much.

"The sword is gone, how can I learn it?" Jing Shu regretted that Can Xue was turned into molten iron after she jumped off the furnace to refine the sky, and disappeared into nothingness.

"The master of Jianlu has been refining the cold iron for the past few months. It may be melted and cast after a while. If you want..." Ye Ying paused, hesitating, "The cold iron is too cold after all. Now that your cold poison has been cured and your body is healthy, it is better not to wear this thing often, if you want, I will personally forge a sword for you."

Jing Shu's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Naturally."

Thinking about Ye Ying's appearance at the stove, Jing Shu couldn't help but lift her lips, "Okay! I'll be with you when the time comes."

Ye Ying, who didn't know what she was thinking, couldn't help showing a gentle look when she heard her joyful voice, "Mmm."

The author has something to say: Author: [loud] Zhuang Hua, your daughter-in-law actually wants to see your naked body openly

Jingshu: [covers the author's mouth and drags it away]

Zhuang Hua: Since the lady has this idea, then for her husband... [Undress]

Jing Shu: Only I can see Ah Ying's nude body [The author left the document prematurely]