Little villain [Comprehensive martial arts]

After some advice from his father, Jiang Rongmao suddenly realized.

That's right, why should she compare those dark thoughts with Fang Yingwang? She couldn't be his opponent in this regard.

But it's different than fighting.

The previous time, if Fang Juxia hadn't suddenly appeared and she had to sell him, she wouldn't have let Fang Yingkan go so easily.

And now-

Now not only Fang Juxia is not in the capital, but she also has a group of parents who protect her shortcomings to help her back up. Even if Fang Yingkan is beaten to the point of being embarrassed to go out to court, he can only swallow the bitter fruit himself.

Thinking this way, that evening, she climbed over the wall with a halberd and went to the next door.

Fang Yingkan had confessed to his subordinates a long time ago that she had an unusual identity, so she went over suddenly, and none of his subordinates dared to step forward to stop her.

What's more, he also pointed out a way for her, saying that if she came to find Lord Hou, she could go wherever she could go.

Jiang Rong: "..."

She searched all the way in, and found that this person was indeed there, eating pears leisurely.

Seeing her coming, he was not too surprised. He raised his eyes and smiled brightly, got up and asked in a pretentious tone: "Huh? Why is Valley Master Jiang here?"

"But the gift sent by the Marquis doesn't suit the wishes of Palace Master Jiang and Valley Master Jiang?"

If it wasn't for Jiang Xiaoyu's advice, Jiang Rong would probably be overwhelmed again after hearing his words.

In fact, Fang Yingkan said that just to make her angry.

Unfortunately, this time, he lost his plan.

After hearing this, Jiang Rong snorted coldly and said, "No matter how many gifts you give, it can't offset your crime of sending someone to spy on me."

"In front of your adoptive father last time, how did you promise? It's only been a while since you've repeated your old tricks. I can't spare you!"

Fang Ying was taken aback for a moment, and wanted to open his mouth to refute, but before the first syllable was spoken, the person in front of him had already made a move.

In an instant, the blade light flickered in front of his eyes, and a sense of danger came to his mind, and he instinctively took a breath.

With a thought, he also quickly drew his sword, trying to block her extraordinarily powerful move.

The two had fought once before, and both had a superficial understanding of each other's moves.

After almost being defeated by Jiang Rong last time, Fang Yingkan had pondered over her halberd moves for a long time, and thought she had studied her thoroughly.

After all, in any case, there are similarities in the usage of halberds and spears.

However, this time when they fought against each other, that kind of understanding was like a mirror in water, which made him unable to touch and understand it.

Because Jiang Rong's speed has become a lot faster.

At such a speed, the flaws in the switching between moves that he had identified before made it impossible for him to test and break them, and he could only try his best to resist and resolve them.

When the weapons collided, the grass and trees in the courtyard rustled.

Jiang Rong didn't spare any strength at all, and every move was going in the most tricky direction, making him unable to dodge, so he could only bite the bullet and carry it down.

She was holding her breath, and she had the confidence to win him. She was not like him, who had to think so much about what was going on in the fight, so naturally the more she fought, the smoother she was.

After fifty strokes, the tip of the spear on the halberd has swept his face several times, one of which even cut his forehead hair!

Fang Yingkan was terrified in his heart, and he didn't bother to explain that he had never sent someone to watch her, so the breath in his body surged, and he tried his best to go up to her.

He is not to be underestimated when he is serious.

Jiang Rong saw that his expression was restrained, as if he was about to fight with him, but when he moved his eyes, he turned the complicated into simple again, and retracted his palm, causing the halberd in his hand to stab more.

However, the gap of less than half an inch was enough for the horizontal blade on the halberd to cut through his plain blue clothes.

With such a fierce and unreasonable style of play, Fang Yingkan was overwhelmed with parrying, and there was inevitably a bit of haste in his movements.

Looking at Jiang Rong again, although he looks impulsive, all his moves are very smooth, making it difficult to find a flaw.

As the two continued to fight back and forth, Fang Yingkan finally began to regret that he should not have given the order not to disturb the people in the house.

Even if those people were there, they probably couldn't find any chance to intervene in the fight between the two of them.

In the end, Jiang Rong vented all the anger accumulated in his heart in a violent fight.

She was not polite to Fang Yingkan, she made a lot of moves, and even greeted him directly in the face.

When she stopped, Fang Yingkan's forehead was already swollen, and the side of her face was scratched several times by the point of her gun. Her whole face was no longer handsome, only embarrassed.

The other party should look and say that this is the first time he has suffered such humiliation since he entered Beijing.

If he really sent someone to monitor Jiang Rong, that would be fine, but he didn't!

Moreover, during the fight between the two, he still couldn't find time to clarify for himself.

Fang Yingkan supported himself with the sword in his hand, and his breath was in a mess.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Rong finally felt relieved, but she didn't show it, instead she still kept a straight face.

She never retracted her halberd, and the tip of the gun rested on his neck. When she spoke, she spoke in a cold tone, saying that if she was asked to find out again, she would be even more impolite.

Fang should see: "..."

Fang Yingkan took a deep breath and said, "There must be a misunderstanding."

Jiang Rong said indifferently: "If you have a criminal record, please don't talk about misunderstandings with me. I didn't directly ruin your face. I already sold your adoptive father's face."

After throwing down these words, she lifted her halberd and left the house refreshed.

She didn't even say sorry to him as Jiang Xiaoyu suggested before leaving.

There's nothing to be ashamed of, even if he lost half his life today, it's just paying off the debt!

But what she didn't expect was that the next afternoon, Fang Yingkan, who had been beaten up by her, came to the door on his own initiative.

He said that he was here to explain the misunderstanding, so he had to meet the villain Gu Zhu who had a deep misunderstanding about him.

Jiang Rong and his mother were watching the young Baiyun city lord laying the foundation with a wooden sword, and he was in a happy mood. When he heard the news from the servant, he almost rolled his eyes.

"I don't see him." She said flatly, "Let him go, unless he wants to be beaten again by me."

"Hey." Su Ying stopped her with a smile, "He came to you, probably because he has already made enough preparations to show you the evidence that he didn't send someone to monitor you. If you let him go, it's none of your business. .”

Jiang Rong: "..." Now I kind of understand why my parents have been in love for 20 years.

She humbly asked: "Then what should I say?"

Su Ying pondered for a moment, and said: "You can ask someone to prepare some wound medicine for him, and say that since the misunderstanding is solved, I hope he can recover from his injuries and recover soon."

Jiang Rong: "Okay, okay."

Su Ying said again: "Remember to give the most precious medicine, so that you can show your sincerity."

"Forget it, I guess you can't show a sincere apology when you see him, I'd better go, so that he can't make mistakes."

Jiang Rong was very satisfied with this arrangement, and when he went to Fengfenglou, he told Su Mengzhen about it, saying that he had made Fang Yingjian suffer a lot.

Su Mengzhen had the same concerns as she had before, and he was worried that Fang Yingkan would find another opportunity to plot against her.

After all, what this young master is best at doing is to play some insidious tricks in secret.

Jiang Rong thought about it and said that it shouldn't be.

"The Gold Selling Cave is gone, and he has one less source of income. He must be busy developing other sources of income now. How can he find time to trouble me?" She said, "Compared to me, you should be more careful about him."

"I?"

"When my senior brother came to see my father before, I heard them talking about this matter, and my father said that he thought that Fang Yingkan would probably start with several major forces in Beijing and stir up trouble everywhere, so that he could benefit from it. "Jiang Rong reproduced Jiang Xiaoyu's words, "The Wind and Rain Tower may not be in his design."

After Su Mengzhen heard it, she remembered something, and her eyes moved.

The next moment, he nodded seriously, saying that he would pay attention and be careful.

Jiang Rong saw that his complexion had improved recently, and felt that his previous work was not in vain.

Before leaving, she told him that when she comes next time, she should give him another prescription, supplemented with internal force dredging, maybe it can make him heal faster.

"My mother and I have been studying for a while, and we are still close to the last." When she said this, her eyes were shining, "Next year, within next year, I will definitely make you better."

"Then you're going back to the Valley of the Wicked?" He asked suddenly.

"Maybe I have to wait." She braced her face and said, "I should go to Jiangnan first."

Su Mengzhen was a little surprised: "What are you doing in Jiangnan?"

She smiled: "Go and visit Grandpa Yan and Senior Wan, they are living in seclusion in the south of the Yangtze River. It just so happens that Grandpa Yan can give a little advice to Ah Cheng."

"Did I tell you about Ah Cheng? He is very talented in swordsmanship."

Su Mengzhen pursed her lips slightly, saying that you mentioned that the young master of Baiyun City.

"Nowadays, there are constant disputes among the major sword sects in the South China Sea. It is indeed more secure for him to follow you."

"I used to think that he would want to go to Yihua Palace more." Jiang Rong said while wrapping his little finger around the end of his hair, "I asked him a few days ago, and he said he was willing to go back to the Valley of the Wicked with me. "

"Why?" Su Mengzhen saw that she hadn't finished speaking and was waiting for him to ask the reason, so she asked along the way.

"Because he asked my uncle and learned that the Xiuyu Valley is almost full of female disciples, so he didn't want to go." Jiang Rong said with a smile.

Su Mengzhen thought for a while, and said, "If I were him, I'd probably want to go to the Valley of the Wicked even more."

What he didn't say was that even if this assumption was put aside, he would actually be willing to go to the Valley of the Wicked to find her and meet her.

It's just that it's not the time to say it.

……

This winter, Jiang Rong did not celebrate the New Year in the Valley of the Evil for a long time.

But to her, where to celebrate the new year is not very important, anyway, the new year is just to celebrate the atmosphere, this year, parents, uncles and brothers are all there, that's enough.

What's more, apart from her family, she has also made many friends in Beijing who can move around at any time.

In the middle of the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Yi, who had been busy for half a year, gave some of his shop assistants a holiday in advance.

Jiang Rong originally thought that by the next New Year's Eve, he should be able to rest, stay at home well, and spend time with her elders to relieve boredom, but it turned out not to be.

As the year approached, he began to get busy preparing gifts for his business partners.

In the past six months, he has dealt with so many businessmen, so he lost a lot of hair just to draw up the gift list.

At the end of his worries, he came to ask Jiang Rong for help and asked her to come up with ideas together.

Jiang Rong was inexplicable: "I haven't even met your business partners, how do I know what is the most suitable gift?"

"No, it's not them." He frowned and explained, "I just want to ask you what Miss Shiyin likes. She has helped me so much. It's almost Chinese New Year. I want to send something to Li Yuan, just as a thank you she."

"Sister Shiyin..." Jiang Rong thought for a moment, "I have given her jewelry before, why don't you give her a set?"

"Will it be too vulgar?" Jiang Yi was a little worried, "Miss Shiyin is so elegant and elegant, I am worried that she will not like the things I chose."

Jiang Rong thought about his stupid brother's usual taste of local tyrants who were either gold or silver, and fell silent for a moment.

"Then I'll choose for you?" She tentatively said, "I've seen her makeup box, so I probably know what kind of jewelry she usually likes to wear."

"Great!" Jiang Yi was very happy, "There is also Miss Shi Shi, she has also helped me a lot, so you can give me a copy together."

Jiang Rong agreed together, and followed him out the next day, visiting some of the most famous jewelry shops in central Beijing.

Facts have proved that as long as he is not spending money for himself, Jiang Yi is a local tyrant who is very happy to spread his wealth around.

Jiang Rong accompanied him to three shops, and he bought more than 20 pieces of jewelry. The money was so generous that the shopkeepers of several shops couldn't wait to smile.

"I think it's okay." She reminded him sincerely, "You give too much and too expensive, and they feel uncomfortable."

"What's more, Sister Shiyin told me that since she went to teach those embroiderers regularly, her embroidery skills have improved a lot. Now she goes there often, not just because of her relationship with me, but the most important thing. She's still interested."

Jiang Yi rubbed his chin with some regrets: "Okay."

Seeing him let go, Jiang Rong immediately said: "Then let's go back."

"Don't be in such a hurry." He was addicted to shopping, "Let's look at other things, you and Aunt Ying also need jewelry, buy more during this trip."

Jiang Rong: "..."

Each piece of these jewelry is not cheap, why do you say that it seems that you are engaged in wholesale? ? ?

However, he earns the money, and he can spend it as he likes, Jiang Rong can't stop him, so he can only resign himself to his fate and continue shopping with him.

When he reached the fifth room, Jiang Yi finally bought all the accessories he wanted to give to his family. Jiang Rong heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it was over, but he said no.

"I haven't bought the one for Suiyun yet." He counted for her with his fingers, "Oh yes, and your senior brothers and nephews, you have to prepare them too."

"..."

"I don't care about Shenhou for the time being, but Sheng Tutou and the others are your juniors. As the elders of the master, you have to show something during the New Year."

What else can Jiang Rong say, he can only continue to pick.

At the end of the payment, when she heard the number reported by the shopkeeper, she almost popped her eyes.

Looking back at Jiang Yi, the whole process was calm and breezy, as if that little money was not money at all to him.

On the way back, Jiang Rong couldn't hold back and asked him, "How rich are you now?"

Jiang Yi leaned in the carriage, thought for a moment, and said, "I should be the richest man in Jiangnan with all my net worth now."

Jiang Rong: "..."

Sorry to bother you.

The two returned home, and after tidying up today's harvest, Jiang Yi immediately ordered people to wrap up those that were going to be sent out.

As for the ones to be given to the family, I simply took them and divided them up one by one while I was having dinner.

He bought Yuan Suiyun a jade pendant and a piano pendant, which were carved out of the same piece of jade, the jade is warm and transparent, and the price is even more expensive.

"I wanted to buy a fan pendant." When handing it to Yuan Suiyun, Jiang Yi said, "But Rong Rong said that you don't usually use a fan, so you might as well get a qin pendant."

When Yuan Suiyun heard the second half of the sentence, his eyes paused, and he couldn't help looking at Jiang Rong.

Jiang Rong didn't notice any difference, and stretched out his hands to rub Ye Gucheng's head, which had just been wrapped in a circle of snow fox fur, and said, "Yes, don't you have a lyre, which is just right for you."

"Rong Rong has a heart." He smiled and thanked, "This pendant is very good, I like it very much."

"My brother paid for it." Jiang Rong didn't think he deserved the credit.

So Yuan Suiyun solemnly thanked Jiang Yi again, and got the response from the latter who waved his hands frantically.

Jiang Yidao: "I can have today thanks to you, what are you thankful for?"

After distributing the gifts, everyone in the room sat down to eat, and Jiang Rong finally let go of the head of Baiyun City Lord and hugged him to his side.

The atmosphere in the house was so warm that it seemed that New Year's Eve had already arrived, and Jiang Xiaoyu also took the opportunity to drink a few more glasses of wine with his brothers.

Jiang Rong didn't like drinking, so he didn't join in the fun.But it was a rare time when there were so many people, she didn't go back to her yard immediately, but sat in the hall squinting until the end.

The table was full of people, only she and Ye Gucheng didn't touch any wine.

But the child was sleepy earlier than the adults, and when the others finished drinking, he had already fallen asleep on his side.

Because he had already started to use wooden swords to lay the foundation, Ye Gucheng simply lived in Yuan Suiyun's courtyard during this time.

Jiang Rong thought that Yuan Suiyun had also drank, and he was shaking himself. He was afraid that it would be difficult to hand him back to him, so he did it himself after the banquet was over, and sent the sleepy Baiyun City Lord back home. Room.

As a result, as soon as she tucked in the quilt and went out of the room, she bumped into a hug that was half smelling of alcohol and half smelling of cold fragrance.

"Yeah!" Jiang Rong raised her hand and touched her painful head, she was not nervous because she recognized someone, she just raised her head while rubbing, and said, "You are back too, let's rest early."

Yuan Suiyun seemed to be drinking too much, so it was rare that he didn't respond to her words, but stood still under the moonlight, staring at her without blinking.

Jiang Rong was stared at by him for a while in doubt, stretched out his hand and shook in front of his eyes: "Are you stupid?"

He still didn't say anything, but his eyelids moved twice, looking very dazed.

To be honest, it was the first time that Jiang Rong saw him in this way after so many years.

She thought for a while, tried to push his shoulder, and pointed out the direction of his room to him.

"Over there." She said, "If you drink too much, go in and lie down quickly. It's windy outside, and you'll have a headache tomorrow if you stand for a long time."

Before the words fell, the body at hand seemed to lose all its strength suddenly, and fell softly towards her.

Jiang Rong caught it in a hurry, and found that the man looked thin, but he was really unconscious, and the weight was still quite heavy.

Fortunately, she has practiced halberd since she was a child, and her strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. It is not a problem to support him to walk a few steps.

When he was about to reach the door of his room, Jiang Rong found that he had no time to push the door.

In the middle of the night, most of the servants in the house were asleep, and Jiang Rong didn't want to disturb too many people by opening the door, after all, Ye Gucheng was still asleep next door.

After hesitating for a while, she simply kicked the door open and helped Yuan Suiyun in.

Yuan Suiyun's room is very tidy, except for the lyre that she mentioned tonight, there is almost nothing else added.

There was no light in the house, so Jiang Rong could only move him to the bed by the moonlight outside.

"I thought you were a good drinker." She whispered when covering the quilt, "It turned out to be no better than me and my brother."

Maybe these two words disturbed him. As soon as she finished speaking, he frowned and turned his neck, as if he was about to wake up.

In the next moment, those hazy eyes also opened.

Even knowing that he was still drunk, Jiang Rong still felt embarrassed to be caught face-to-face for speaking ill of others.

She coughed, and didn't care to help him take off the remaining boot, and immediately stood up straight and said, "Anyway, you have a good rest, I'm going back!"

Yuan Suiyun mumbled something, but she couldn't catch it clearly, and only managed to catch the word "Rong".

This made her want to slip even more, so she let go of the quilt in her hand and quickly slipped out of the room.

It was the next morning when she remembered that she seemed to have forgotten to help him take off the other boot.

Jiang Rong: "..." Forget it, just pretend nothing happened.

But she didn't expect that Yuan Suiyun still had an impression of what happened last night.

When the two met in the garden, he stopped playing the piano, stopped her and thanked her, saying that if it wasn't for her, he might have slept in the yard all night.

"The winter night is frosty, cold and dew heavy. If I really collapsed in the courtyard, I'm afraid I'll be crying like Ah Yi every day."

Jiang Rong couldn't imagine the tearful appearance of a noble son like him at all, but since he said so, she could only say: "It's okay, even if you really get sick from the cold, there is still me, open a post." Medicine, drink it for two days to ensure full life."

Yuan Suiyun heard the words, chuckled lightly, and said: "No matter what happened last night, I still have to thank Rong Rong."

There is no need for Jiang Rong to say thank you, she just went with it.

"But you can drink less alcohol in the future." She added, "Like me, I know that I can't hold alcohol, so I don't drink at all."

Yuan Suiyun nodded calmly in response, but what he was thinking in his heart was, in fact, he was quite grateful for the drink last night.

But unlike what she thought, at that time, in front of the door of Ye Gucheng's room, he did not completely lose his mind.

He heard her talking to him, but he didn't respond aloud because he wanted her to continue supporting him.