Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 26: Having a Girl in Pregnancy

Sima Ziyan was completely shocked!
Although she was a disciple of Emei and was also a very famous female knight in the martial arts world, she was born into a family of scholars and literati. Her father was selected from the imperial examination and became a top-ranked Jinshi when he was young. His reputation as an article was known to the whole court. How could she not hear that these lines of poetry were all excellent works, much better than the article she just mentioned.

Sima Ziyan refused to believe it and thought to herself, "How could a seven or eight-year-old come up with such poetry? If he had come up with such a sentence at the age of seven or eight..."

"Have I met a great talent today, destined to be remembered for eternity?"

She couldn't help but ask, "What poems does Senior Brother Sun have now?"

Sun Yanwan sighed and said, "A few years ago, my father went to take the imperial examination and didn't come back for a long time. My mother also became seriously ill and passed away. I could only work as a waiter in a store. I worked hard every day and had no time to study."

Sima Ziyan still didn't give up and asked, "When he's eight or nine, he'll definitely have some good works, right?"

Sun Yanwan was forced into a corner and said, "At that time, I was even more arrogant. What I did was... The emperor values ​​heroes and scholars, and teaches you literature. All other things are inferior, only reading is superior."

"In the morning, he will be the farmer, and in the evening, he will go to the Tianzitang; the general has no kind, and the man should be self-improvement."

"Although he is still young, his writing is becoming more and more numerous. When he is fifteen or sixteen, he will pass the imperial examination in one fell swoop."

"Fruits and melons are spread out in the courtyard, and colorful carriages can be heard in the clouds; but who can compare to the son of the Sun family, who only dries out the books in his belly."

"Who is the companion of the pure fragrance, the little peach blossom among the colors. The beauty that captivates the country is different, and it blooms in the rich and noble family."

"Poetry, wine, zither and chess, the world of wind, flowers, snow and moon; fame, leisure, wealth and honor, free and easy, like a god."

"I still dream of going to Beijing to take the imperial examination like my father, and then having a good life after passing the high school entrance exam..."

"Now that I think about it, I was just starving and crazy. My mind was not clear, so I was talking nonsense."

“What books do poor people read?”

The last sentence, however, was an outburst of the resentment of having studied hard in his previous life, studying fourteen hours a day, and being admitted to five of the top three universities in the country, but in the end being treated like a working slave.

Sima Zi Yan shuddered from behind, and a chill rushed to the top of her head.

She is a true disciple of Emei, and unlike Sun Yanwan and Wu Qingying, she has a very keen vision. As soon as she stepped into Taiyi Temple, she could see that Zhang Qingxi was unfathomable, while Sun Yanwan's martial arts skills were just mediocre.

Sima Zi Yan didn't know that Zhang Qingxi had followed Zhang Yuanqiao since childhood. Although he was young, he had already practiced the true teachings of Songyang for more than ten years. Sun Yanwan was three or four years younger than his senior brother, but he had only learned martial arts for half a year, so the difference in martial arts skills was like heaven and earth. She thought that the two brothers were about the same age when they became apprentices, and Sun Yanwan just had less talent.

Therefore, although he treated the two men the same on the surface, he felt in his heart that the two brothers were very different.

At this time, Sun Yanwan showed his prowess, which immediately reversed the status of the two brothers.

Sima Ziyan thought to herself, "Senior Brother Sun actually has such talent?"

"No wonder Senior Zhang wanted to accept this second disciple even though he knew his talent was mediocre..."

"Such talent! It must be something extraordinary."

"If these few lines of poetry were to be spread out, they would become famous all over the world within a few months, and everyone in the government and the country would know about them."

Sima Zi Yan was a woman, destined not to enter the official career, so she worked hard to learn martial arts. She was twenty-two years old and still unmarried, which was considered old and difficult for her to get married.

Even though the name of the Purple-Robed Dragon Girl was well-known in the martial arts world, and there were countless young talents under her long skirt, none of them could catch Sima Zi Yan's eye.

At this moment, there are two young talents in front of her, one of whom has inherited the true teachings of martial arts from a great master, and the other is extremely talented. This talented woman who prides herself on her talents in both literature and martial arts only regrets that she is too old.

Although she called herself "younger brother" and "younger sister", she was no longer a "younger sister". She was five or six years older than Zhang Qingxi and more than ten years older than Sun Yanwan.

Sun Yanwan didn't have the ability to read minds. If he knew that this beautiful older sister had such worries, he would definitely take the initiative to say, "I just like older women." The female equestrian coach he pursued before traveling through time was seven or eight years older than him. Sun Yanwan was attracted by her slim waist and long legs, mermaid line and vest line, and her charm and maturity. Who cared about her age?
Even now, when I think about the thousands of dollars I spent, I still feel a little pain.

Zhang Qingxi reached out and patted his junior brother on the shoulder, saying, "I knew you were extraordinary. I underestimated you before."

Zhang Qingxi had long noticed that this junior fellow apprentice was quite peculiar, but even though he was clever, he had no idea that Sun Yanwan was a time traveler. He only guessed that he came from an extraordinary family.

The poems written by Sun Yanwan made him more confident in his judgment and more pleased.

After all, my junior fellow apprentice is talented, so it’s always a good thing.

Among the four, only Wu Qingying had the least education, but she could tell that Sun Yanwan's poetry was catchy and powerful. She couldn't help but say, "Little Taoist Sun's poetry seems to surpass those of the people my sister and Little Taoist Zhang were talking about just now."

Sima Ziyan smiled slightly and said, "It's more than just winning. Those people are like a mayfly facing the sky in front of Senior Brother Sun. There's no comparison at all."

Miss Sima sighed inwardly, "How nice it would be if he were ten years older?"

"Not ten years older, maybe seven or eight, five or six years older."

"Twelve is really too young."

“It’s not easy.”

Originally, Sima Zi Yan was quite interested in talking with the two brothers, but Sun Yanwan was too outstanding, which made her depressed and lose interest, so she asked to leave.

Zhang Qingxi did not try to keep him and took his fellow apprentice out to see him off.

When the four of them left Taiyi Temple, Lao Ai happened to come over with a young man. When Wu Qingying saw Lao Ai, her face turned slightly angry and she shouted, "It's you!"

Lao Ai hadn't expected to run into the victim. She recognized not only Wu Qingying but also Sima Ziyan. She immediately pushed the young man beside her, knelt on the ground, and said flatly: "Although Lao Ai had no choice but to do this because my father was imprisoned, I have killed people from the Sima family after all."

"My father and I have taken refuge at Taiyi Temple. Our lives are no longer ours. Lao Ai is willing to cut off one of my hands to apologize for my crime."

She stretched out her left arm, drew out a short knife with her right hand, and chopped it down fiercely.

Sun Yanwan didn't expect that this tragic queen would be so stubborn. He had no martial arts skills and wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

Zhang Qingxi narrowed his eyes slightly, but did not move.

Sima Ziyan stretched out her hand, and the dagger in Lao Ai's hand fell to the ground. The eldest daughter of the Sima family said leisurely, "Du Wanli and Du Qianxing are dead. The remaining matter is a struggle within the imperial court and has nothing to do with you, the people of the martial arts world."

"Since you have taken refuge at Taiyi Temple and have the protection of the contemporary Grand Master, you should do your best to serve Taiyi Temple."

"Except for Senior Zhang, there is no place in this vast world where your Scorpio Cult can survive."

Sima Zi Yan flicked her long sleeves and floated away.

Wu Qingying also bowed to Zhang Qingxi and Sun Yanwan, and followed her sister closely.

Although Lao Ai had a strong temper, she was a woman after all. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself to hold them back. She felt relieved and relieved that she had escaped the disaster. She admired her father even more for his quick decision to lead the Scorpio Cult to join the Taiyi Temple.

If it weren't for the name of Taiyi Temple, Sima Zi Yan would have definitely taken her life at the first sight.

　Completed the fantasy masterpiece "The First Magical World War"

　　
　
(End of this chapter)