Old Mrs. Wang didn't dare to ask for other people's marksmanship easily, so she quickly refused: "It's not possible to use it, it's not possible to use it!"

"Oh, my sister-in-law." Yang Jiumei sighed, "To say something that comes to my heart, the Yang family is embarrassing over the years! Since my elder brother passed away, there have been no pillars in the family. The descendants have scrambled to get rid of eagles and dogs, gambling money to make trouble, and even sleeping with flowers and willows. Without rules, I have long forgotten the great revenge of my ancestors. Seeing the Wang family's troops, I am really ashamed. In order not to let the Yang family's shooting skills be buried, I have to leave it to the Wang family!"

...

Yang Jiumei said this and did it. After a day off, she taught Wang Liangjing all the shooting techniques of the Yang family, a total of 36 ways.

Although Wang Liangjing is stupid, he is very spiritual when he learns martial arts. In just a few days, he has refined the Yang family's shooting skills to a height of three or four points, and even Yang Jiumei is very surprised.

In comparison, Wang Ning'an is much inferior.

He was called by Yang Jiumei and taught him a few tricks of soft swords.

The soft sword is different from the big opening and closing of heavy swords. It emphasizes winning by cleverness. It has weird tricks and often launches attacks from incredible directions, which are hard to defend against. A soft sword in Yang Jiumei's hands is simply a fierce and agile poisonous snake, but when it comes to Wang Ning'an's hands, it becomes a soft earthworm. After practicing for a few days, he has made no progress at all, and he almost hurt himself.

"It's such a little bit of ability, and I want to wipe out the Liao Kingdom. It's such a bragging!" Yang Huaiyu was not polite and mocked Wang Ning'an. He was scolded by his aunt, and his anger was counted on Wang Ning'an's head. Looking at his clumsy appearance, Yang Huaiyu felt happy.

"Brother, I think you are wrong!"

The little girl said solemnly with a straight face.

Yang Huaiyu glared at him, "Xi'er, why do you help outsiders? Is the skill of the surname Wang not good enough?"

"You are too old to say that if you use force on the battlefield, you need to use wisdom if you don't have force. I think Wang Erlang can destroy hundreds of Liao soldiers, and he is smart!"

Yang Huaiyu was even more disdainful, "Smart? I can't even learn a few simple moves, I'm just a waste." After that, Yang Huaiyu swaggered and left the Wang family and arrived at the stall opposite.

Under the management of the Wang family, Tuta Village has become much more prosperous than before, and there are stalls for buying things on the street.

A large bowl of noodles, poured with thick broth, with large slices of meat and vegetables, is everyone's favorite. Even Yang Huaiyu has to admit that the pork in Tuta Village is better than that in Beijing.

It is fat, tender and juicy, and melts in your mouth.

It tastes better than any delicacies with steaming noodles.

This is also the only thing that attracted him in Tuta Village.

I really don’t know what Gu Tai is thinking. Even the family-born shooter technique can be taught to others. The most annoying thing is that the other party is just a head-on. It’s worth raising such an ant! I really don’t know what medicine Gu Tai took the wrong one.

...

"That child Huaiyu is so arrogant." Yang Jiumei had been tired all day, soaked her feet in hot water, and sighed in a low voice.

The little girl Yang Xi squatted on the ground, washing her aunt's feet obediently without saying a word.

"Girl, who do you think is in charge of the Wang family?"

Yang Xi was stunned for a moment, "Who else can it be, Uncle Wang."

"Wrong!" Yang Jiumei sighed and smiled, "I have been indirectly urging in the past few days and have asked for a lot of news. The real reason why the Wang family can really turn over is Wang Ning'an. Although that kid is young, he has a good appearance and will sooner or later be extraordinary!"

Yang Xi held back his laughter and whispered: "Brother, I said that Wang Ning'an couldn't even learn a few sword techniques. He is a waste!"

"Bah, I think he is a waste, he is just a half-baked person, and he has any face to laugh at others!" Yang Jiumei sighed: "For Wang Ning'an, martial arts is just decoration, and his ability is great! Do you know that he wrote the most popular "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the capital recently."

"ah!"

Yang Xi was really scared, "Mr., how old is he?"

"I have many prodigy in the Song Dynasty. Just knowing how to write books is nothing. The key is that the books are wise, intrigue, and hundreds of historical figures are familiar with each other and not confused at all. This mind alone makes people admire them. I always hold him to teach him two skills, but in fact I want to make a good relationship. The Yang family has really declined, so I have to keep one..."

Yang Xi has lived in the Yang Mansion since she was a child. No matter how big the wind and rain are, it will not affect her. She has always been as happy as a bird.

This time, the aunt only brought her elder brother out. She secretly disguised herself and blocked her in Shili Pavilion, insisting on following her to see the scenery outside. But along the way, she saw the aunt more than once and sighed sadly. Could it be that something was wrong with the Yang family?

Yang Xi wanted to ask a few more questions, but Yang Jiumei lost her mind and leaned lazily on the pillow. Yang Xi had to come out of the aunt's room. There were already stars shining outside and the bright moon was in the sky.

The night wind brought the fragrance of flowers. The girl felt something in her heart and seemed extremely irritable. Instead, she walked around and walked to the backyard of the Wang family without realizing it.

With the moonlight, she could clearly see that under the moonlight, a young man was practicing swordsmanship.

It's Wang Ning'an!

Yang Xi recognized it. Wang Ning'an was practicing over and over again. Yang Xi shook her head slightly. She learned this sword technique when she was seven years old. It was obvious that Wang Ning'an was practicing rigidly and had no spirituality at all. He was indeed not suitable for martial arts.

Just such a young man is worthy of being flattering to the lady? What's so great about him!

Curious, Yang Xi stopped leaving and paid attention to it.

Wang Ning'an didn't know that someone was looking at him, but he kept waving his sword for a while. I have to admit that his talent was really limited in martial arts. But Wang Ning'an had his own idea. What he needed was not the ability to charge, but he could keep his own safety.

Wang Ning'an gradually put all his skills on drawing the sword, as fast as possible and more skillful as possible. Even if it is only a little bit, it is worth a hundred times of sweat.

One blow will kill. Since you can’t learn complicated things, it’s better to do it simply. Wang Ning'an firmly believes that practice makes perfect. As long as it’s fast enough, it can kill the opponent’s life!

He practiced with love, drawing his sword again and again, faster and faster... Yang Xi gradually became solemn. She had a very talented martial arts talent. Among the younger generation of the Yang family, the best kung fu.

She couldn't help but imagine that if she stood opposite Wang Ning'an and suddenly drew her sword, could she avoid it? Yang Xi estimated that she was at least 90% sure, but she was still 10%. In other words, it was incredible that this young man with ordinary martial arts talent could actually threaten her!

...

Yang Xi felt more and more that Wang Ning'an was extraordinary, and she was afraid that she would be exposed, so she left quietly. Halfway through the road, the bedroom left and the right, was Wang Ning'an's study. She passed by twice but never entered.

Thinking of Wang Ning'an's specialness, the girl's curiosity became stronger and stronger. She slipped outside Wang Ning'an's study room and climbed into the room along the window behind.

The study room is not big, only two rooms, a huge desk with some paper and pens placed in messy manner. In the middle of the desk, there is a stack of manuscripts.

Yang Xi swore to the sky that she didn't mean to look at it, but just glanced at it, and the cover reads "Wu Yue Chunqiu - Biography of Xi Shi".

He was actually one of the four beauties. The little girl became more and more curious. She picked up the manuscript and browsed it. Who knew that it didn't matter when she saw it, and Yang Xi was fascinated at once.

The beauty of Shenyu is just a mountain village girl, cheerful, pure, innocent and innocent. When the Yue Kingdom was defeated, Fan Li came to Xishi and trained hard for three years to give it to King Fuchai of Wu.

The young Xi Shi was moved by Fan Li's elegant demeanor and believed what Fan Li said. When the Wu Kingdom was destroyed, she would pick her up and sail on the West Lake and be a couple of fairies.

Xi Shi believed in Fan Li. She used all her beauty to deceive Fuchai and disturb Wu. She finally succeeded. Wu Kingdom was destroyed, and Wu King Fuchai committed suicide in the palace. Before he died, Fuchai told Xi Shi that he had known that she was a spy from Yue Kingdom, but he could not bear to see her wronged. He could only obey everything and repay the beauty with his country. He hoped that Xi Shi could get what he wished... Fuchai died, and Xi Shi shed tears for him.

Xi Shi was full of expectations and waited for Fan Li to come and fulfill his original promise. However, Xi Shi was waiting for Fan Li to hold white silk and ask her to hang herself to avoid causing trouble to the country of Yue again...

"What a shameless Fan Li, what a poor Xizi!"
Chapter completed!