Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

Su Chuan still had a blank expression on his face, showing no interest in the topics being discussed by the second young lady and the soldiers around him.

She still ignored the soldiers who were unwilling to give up and still tried to talk to her.

Her face was tense, and her eyes were focused only on the young master Song Jinxiu, who was galloping on horseback with Su Mo in front of her.

Song Jinxiu occasionally looked back to see if her sister had adapted to such a fast march, but found that she had already become familiar with the soldiers, chatting and laughing.

This girl is getting bolder and bolder.

Suddenly, she saw her Qinglong Yanyue Sword being held by a bearded man, and she couldn't help but frown.

Su Mo also noticed it and glared at the bearded man in dissatisfaction: "Old Five, can't you even hold a knife? Put it on the horse's back, be careful not to hurt it."

For the cavalry, their horses were more precious than themselves, and those who neglected their horses would be punished.

Song Jinfang glanced at her future brother-in-law's dark face, stuck out her tongue, and quickly said, "Brother Lao Wu, isn't my knife a bit heavy? How about I take it?"

The bearded man quickly shook his head. "It's not heavy, not heavy, not heavy at all. I can carry it."

He gritted his teeth and put the knife on his shoulder.

What a joke! If he can't even lift a little girl's knife, how can he still keep the title of Dali Laowu?

Buddhas fight for a stick of incense, people fight for a breath, and Lao Wu cannot be outdone by a child no matter what.

Song Jinxiu frowned and looked at her sister: This child has been spoiled by her uncles and brothers at home. I didn't expect that in less than a year, she has developed the temper of a spoiled girl.

He even asked others to help him carry his weapon. Do you know how heavy that exquisite imitation of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade is?

After undergoing her own transformation, her body has long been different from that of an ordinary person. She also practices martial arts with Fang Ziyu. She eats nutritional pills like candy, so even though she's small, she's as strong as Su Chuan.

With her current skills, she can easily beat four or five adults.

This is also the reason why she agreed to let her go to southern Xinjiang.

But no one expected that she would become the group's favorite so quickly and even ask others to hold a knife for her. It was a miracle that she could think of that.

At this time, the man who had said at the beginning that he would help Song Jinfang get the knife teased him, "Hahaha, Lao Wu, you haven't eaten yet? You really can't lift it? Give it to me, I'll get it."

The bearded Lao Wu glanced at him, rolled his eyes, smiled innocently, and then handed the knife to him briskly, "Here you go."

Humph! Let's all make a fool of ourselves together.

The man laughed heartily and reached out to take the Green Dragon Crescent Blade. As soon as the blade reached his hand, it suddenly felt heavy. He quickly grasped the blade with both hands and cried out, "Oh my god, this blade is so heavy!"

Everyone cast disdainful glances at him, thinking that he was just saying it on purpose to cheer the girl up.

This knife looks very big, but it is just made of wood, painted to look real, just to fool children.

"Look at how pretentious you two are? Little sister, let's ignore them."

Song Jinfang blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes. She finally realized that these enthusiastic older brothers were probably not as strong as her!

The man holding the knife was still shouting in surprise: "What a heavy knife! This knife is so heavy! Little sister, can you lift it?"

The soldiers looked at the man who was holding the big knife and roaring exaggeratedly, and they all laughed and teased him.

They believed that the little guard girl with a stern face had some strength, and the two axes might be real. After all, if this girl didn't have some real skills, the princess would not have kept such a young child around her.

But if they said that the eldest princess's long spear and the second young lady's broadsword were real, they would not believe it.

"Is this true? What kind of wood is so heavy? Could it be ironwood? Let me try."

"I'll try too."

Lao Wu's full beard couldn't help but tremble. "Ironwood? This knife is made of pure iron, right? It's probably the best cold iron, otherwise it wouldn't be so heavy."

A Green Dragon Crescent Blade was passed from one person to another among the cavalrymen.

At first, they were howling and despising their comrades' exaggerated expressions, but once they got the big swords in their hands, the expressions on their faces became equally colorful.

The men will know whether it is effective or not once they get their hands on it.

There were bursts of exclamations from the team.

The soldiers behind were very curious and asked what happened. Why did they lose their formation?

So when they set up camp to rest, everyone knew that Song Jinfang had a big sword weighing a hundred pounds.

Many people don't believe it. "You're just kidding! Doesn't that little thing weigh 50 kilograms? How can she lift a 100-kilogram sword?"

"If it's not 100 kilograms, it must be 70 or 80 kilograms. Don't believe me? Let's make a bet."

"Let's make a bet. Tell me, what's the bet?"

"I'll bet on your pack of good tobacco."

……

The crowd was clamoring and gathered around Song Jinfang, wanting to take the knife in her hand.

But Song Jinfang didn't dare to let go anymore.

Not only did her sword affect the cavalry's formation today, but when she came back she was scolded by her sister, who said that if she affected the march again, she would have to take back the sword.

In fact, the knife only weighs about fifty or sixty pounds, but because she used it, it was beyond everyone's expectation and was inevitably exaggerated.

"Little one, just let me try, and I'll give you some candy."

"Yeah, we made a bet with someone, so let's give it a try. If it really weighs a hundred pounds, I'll buy you a flower to wear."

Song Jinfang: Who cares about your candy and your flowers?

but……

She looked at everyone and said with a giggle, "Are you tired, brothers?

Everyone: "It's okay."

They had long been accustomed to such forced marches.

"Well, how about we have a fight?"

"Gestures? What do you mean?"

Song Jinfang jumped onto the horse's back, performed a few sword tricks, held the sword horizontally, and said, "Please teach me."

During the march today, the sight of these cavalry soldiers holding her sword made her realize that she was stronger than them, so she wanted to try and see if she could beat them.

Is this a martial arts competition?

The camp suddenly became lively.

In the open space beside the camp, Song Jinfang had already prepared her stance. A man riding a red horse, holding a long spear, asked uncertainly, "Little sister, do you really want to duel with me? In a horse fight, it's not just about strength that wins."

Song Jinfang nodded, "Well, big brother, please teach me."

Someone started to jeer, "Old Liu, since the little one wants to fight, just play with her. What are you hesitating about?"

The man with the red horse glanced at Song Jinfang, pointed at a wooden stick used to support the tent, and said, "Okay, I'll play with you today. Give me that stick."

He dropped the halberd in his hand, picked up the wooden stick, and smiled at Song Jinfang again, saying soothingly: "Don't be afraid, brother will give in to you."

When Song Jinfang saw this, he quickly put down the knife in his hand and picked up a wooden stick.

The two looked at each other and rode in opposite directions. The man on the chestnut horse hesitated, wondering how he could use the stick in a way that would neither hurt the little girl nor knock her off her horse.

As a result, while he was hesitating, Song Jinfang's wooden stick had already arrived.

With a "thump," the man was unbelievably knocked off his horse.

Everyone: Tsk! Isn't that a bit too much? Just give him the loss.

A man with a hooked nose shouted, "Little guy, brother is here to meet you."

After two rounds, Hook Nose was defeated.

This caused an uproar in the camp.