After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

A thin and weak student whispered, "You are lucky that you met Mr. Shang today. If it was someone else, you would have been in trouble."

"You are new here, right?"

"What have you learned?" This classmate was quite enthusiastic and outgoing, and began to whisper to Yingge.

Not all students are keen on passing the imperial examinations, so some of them go to Qingfeng College to learn knowledge. For example, their class is one of them. The fat boy is called Zhu Nian. It is said that he was born after his mother gave birth to 9 sisters. He is the son of his father who was born in his old age. His family is considered to be well-off. The family has more than ten acres of thin land and several houses. He said that his father did not ask him to be rich, but just to live in peace. His older sisters also dote on him very much. The good thing is that although this child is a man in the family, he has never looked down on women, and even gets along well with his sisters.

Finally, school was over, and Yingge felt that it would be late if she went back to practice martial arts today.

Sure enough, when she returned to the Liu Mansion, Liu Ziheng was already waiting for her at the martial arts field, and also waiting for her was the legendary young lady of the Liu Mansion.

"Humph, you look so poor, who are you showing off to? I said you don't dare to come today!"

Yingge couldn't care too much about his attitude. She just said, "I've always kept my word. I rarely break my promises. Today is a special day."

"I don't care what your situation is. If you're late, you're late."

Yingge ignored Liu Ziheng and nodded to the martial arts master who came to teach her today.

"Let's get started. I came a little late today, and I may be a little later in the future."

When Master Wu heard her say this, he didn't say anything. He was just an ordinary martial arts teacher from Liu Fuqing. He just had to teach whatever the master said. There was no need to argue with them.

"Have you learned the moves I taught you the other day? How are you doing with the introductory horse stance?"

"It's OK. I'll practice more and it will get better with practice."

His words caused the surrounding servants to burst into laughter.

"Oh, Master Yingge is really talented. I just need to practice. Talent is something you can't just practice for."

"That's right, that's right, you really overestimate your own abilities."

"Humph, you are just like a scabby dog. You only know how to beg for food from other people's homes. You have brought shame to the Ying family."

"You can say whatever you want to me, or scold me, because I won't argue with a bunch of kids who haven't grown up yet. But if you keep using foul language, don't blame me for being rude."

"Oh, you are still not polite. Why are you so rude? Come and sit down. Let me see. You are clearly a poor country bumpkin who eats and drinks for free. Seeing that others are rich, you can't bear to leave."

Yingge still didn't want to get angry with a group of children whose hair had not even grown fully yet. It was not worth it. After a verbal argument, she chose to shut up and started today's practice.

"Today we will review the pile driving movements we learned a few days ago. Once we are familiar with them, we will learn other things."

Yingge practiced her moves methodically as usual. Just as she was about to strike Zhuangzhu with a palm, a faint flash of light flashed by.

Due to her vigilance against Nian, Yingge had already sent out that palm. If she took it back now, her true energy would inevitably flow back and hurt herself. The injuries she suffered some time ago were at most some superficial injuries, but the injuries now might be superficial and internal injuries. Internal injuries were the most difficult to treat. At this stage, she was making a bet, and getting injured was not a good sign.

It was too late to retract it, and if he hit forward he would definitely get hurt, so he could only hit the pillar on the side.

With a loud bang, a crack appeared on one of the side pillars.

At this time, the servants and the second young master Liu Ziheng were still chattering and mocking.

"I'm sorry, Master. I'm not in a good condition today. I'll be fine in a few days. I do know the moves you taught me, but it's not convenient for me these few days. Wait a few days."

"Oh, if I can't do it, I just can't do it. What excuses are you making? Look how plausible they are."

Yingge's hand was indeed injured. When she was climbing the mountain before, she was pulling the rope and her hand was scratched because she was not familiar with it.

The wound is still bleeding, but it is wrapped thickly and the gauze has not been soaked through yet.

"A scabby dog ​​will just cheat."

"I said, don't curse with your mouth."

"Humph, I just cursed, what can you do? Come and hit me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yingge rushed forward and threw Liu Ziheng to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

Then he pulled Miss Liu's arm and instantly appeared in front of her. Then he reached out and grabbed her wrist and slammed her towards the wooden stake.

Everyone gasped when they saw this. It was fine if you usually had disputes with servants or other people, but this time you were living in someone else's house and you actually dared to directly suppress your master. This was outrageous. What's more, your current behavior was like you were preparing to commit a crime.

It all seemed to happen in an instant.

Even when she was arguing with Liu Ziheng and Miss Liu, a clever servant had already gone to invite Mrs. Xue and Mr. Liu over.

This time two people were hiding aside and observing. When they saw Liu Ziheng was about to take action, Miss Liu also raised the whip in her hand, but in an instant it became a one-sided crushing.

Mr. Liu was ready to step forward to stop it, but in the end he slowly backed down.

Can she really not beat them?

Given today's situation, it's not certain. It's still unclear who will win or lose in the end.

When Master Liu and Mrs. Xue saw Yingge beat them all by herself, they retracted their outstretched feet. Mrs. Xue also hurried back, pretending that she didn't know about this matter and playing the role of a mother.

Liu Wenru was also thinking that this child had just started learning martial arts, but she had already practiced it so well. He didn’t know about her academic performance yet, but he had to find a better martial arts master for her.

The next day, Yingge got up early again and prepared to run to school. When she was about to climb the mountain again, a cry of "ouch" interrupted her steps forward.

"Oh, so this is how you go to school every day." When Yingge heard the voice, she felt inexplicably familiar, but she was sure that she had not seen this person since she woke up.

The man who spoke looked just like the one in the painting, and the surrounding scenery was simply magnificent. Yingge was afraid of disturbing the immortal.

She even said, "Your voice is so nice. I seem to have heard it somewhere before."

"Really, I think so too."

Yingge originally thought that she had come to ancient times, where people said they were reserved, but what was going on with the man she had just met? Was she possessed by magic? How could she tell that he was reserved?

Beautiful things always make people want to make friends: "What's your name?"

"Me? My name is Zhilin."

"Hello, in exchange, I will also tell you my name. My name is Yingge."

"Hello, Yingge, I won't tell anyone that you came up here to attend classes."

"Well, should I thank you?"

"Of course. You have to thank me next time we meet."

As he spoke, the man went down the other side of the mountain quickly, just like Yingge.

"Yingge, Yingge, you're here, look what I brought today?"

Zhu Nian said enthusiastically, and then he carefully opened a package layer by layer, until he had opened more than ten layers, he saw what was inside.

"This is the sweet cake my eighth sister made for me. I'll give you a piece."

Despite saying this, Zhu Nian still looked at it reluctantly as he gave it to her.

When he looked up and spoke to Yingge, the seat next to him was empty.

"Hey, you're walking so fast, are you the same as Zhilin?"

Yingge didn’t know whether it was the same as Zhilin, but she didn’t come home as late as yesterday, which made the students from Qingfeng College who were leaving school at the same time crowded together.

This is when the benefits of her running to school came into play. When she passed by the vegetable seller again, she bought some of her favorite vegetables, including a large crucian carp.

When she got back to the residence, she handed it over to Xue. By dinner time, Xue had already prepared a big bowl of braised crucian carp.

"Ge'er, come and eat the fish you bought. It's very fresh."

At this time, there was a commotion outside. "My poor son, your head and hands were hurt by others. Is there any law? They eat your food and drink your drinks, and finally beat your children. My son, why are you living such a hard life?"

Then the noise got closer and closer. Xue ate a few mouthfuls of food quickly and went to the side hall. Then the noise got louder and louder until Xue's voice was heard. "Then let's go see Master Liu and let him judge for himself."

Yingge has known Xue for a long time. It seems unlikely that she would come from such a faraway place to seek refuge with her husband's old friend.

Yingge is very confident in Xue. After all, good will prevail over evil.

At the hour of Mao on the next day, Yingge arrived at the martial arts training ground. A new master had been waiting there. He would know whether the master was capable or not by just testing him with a few moves.

Today's martial arts master did teach some moves that she had never learned before. Yingge didn't dare to practice in public.

When night fell and everyone had rested, Yingge got up alone and practiced in the corner of the courtyard, one move after another, which was completely different from the moves he had practiced during the day. These moves were closer to the fatal acupuncture points and optimal positions during a fight.

And these can be kept confidential at critical moments.

"Hey, Master Qinghe, I heard that Master Ziheng was injured again a few days ago?"

"What happened to Ziheng?" Then the servant exaggerated and told him how Liu Ziheng was injured.

"Are you serious about what you said?"

"Oh, my young master, that's right, how dare I lie!"

"Let's talk about it. Young Master Yingge from the Liu Mansion is too ungrateful. How could he go against Young Master Ziheng?"

"Did I ask you to be nosy? Do you think you can discuss the affairs of the young masters?"

"Oh my, I was ungrateful and overstepped my bounds. I'm going to slap myself on the face."

"I told you not to talk nonsense, I told you not to talk nonsense." The servant pretended to hit him a few times.

"Okay, remember not to do this again next time."

"Even if I want to avenge Ziheng in the future, I have to solve this matter first. She is still useful now!"

"Brother, brother, you run to school every day, aren't you tired? If you are afraid of being late because you sleep in, why don't you get up earlier?"

Yingge has become familiar with the early-rising vendors in their city, and the auntie who often sells vegetables couldn't help but speak this time.

"Auntie, that's not the case. When God bestows a great responsibility on a man, he must first make him work hard and starve..."

"Oh, so that's it!"

Yingge ran and turned back to give her a smile.