Traveling through the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, a story of survival in troubled tim

After Wenshu finished her practice, she felt that she still had plenty of time, so she invited Jueyu to practice swordsmanship with her.

Jueyu's swordsmanship is concise and clear, and each move hits the vital point directly, but Wenshu is already quite familiar with her sword moves.

At first, Wen Shu was always beaten by Jue Yu’s pursuers. As she became more familiar with her moves, even if she couldn’t break them, she could easily avoid them by anticipating them.

After a set of sword techniques, both of them stopped at the right time.

Wenshu put away her sword and was about to end her practice this morning when suddenly a stick taller than her came straight at her face.

Wen Shu did a backflip and kicked the uninvited guest away when she suddenly heard a voice: "Fifth Miss, hold on, I'm here to fight you!"

She reacted quickly, stopped her backflip, tilted her body to the side, took two steps forward, kicked her right foot upward, turned around, and stood firmly.

At this time, the long wooden stick had already fallen into Wenshu's hands.

Jueyu had a solid foundation in Kung Fu, so when Wen Pei exerted force on her hand, she cleverly dodged to the side, while keeping her eyes closely on her girl.

If you feel that the girl did something wrong, you can have a good talk with her after returning to the yard.

……

On this side, Wen Shu was not as calm as she seemed. Her right hand holding the wooden stick was numb from the shock.

After the gravity is removed and the body adapts.

Wen Shu took a defensive stance and heard Miss Wen Pei say:

"You are no good, girl. If you fight with others, every move will be fatal. Even the slightest move will kill you."

"Wen Shu has learned..."

Wen Shu gladly accepted this.

"Then let's get started!"

It happened in a flash. As soon as she finished speaking, the person who was just a few steps away from her suddenly rushed towards her. The inconspicuous, yellowed and sparse palm-leaf fan in his hand swept across her chest.

Wen Shu was prepared. The force of the wind was like a gust of wind scraping at her bones. Without time to think, she fell backwards and took the opportunity to move the wooden stick forward with her other hand to gain leverage.

The next moment, Wen Shu escaped from Miss Wen Pei's attack range and stood behind her.

Wen Peijia raised his eyebrows, not expecting the girl to be so quick.

I immediately became interested. To be honest, at the beginning, I never thought that the fifth girl had a good memory or was quick to understand. But after all, she had only practiced martial arts for a short time and had a weak foundation. Although I didn't look down on her, I was just practicing with her as a child.

"Oh, you are such a good girl..."

Hearing this, Wen Shu said modestly, "It is all thanks to the guidance of your grandmother and your Miss Wen Pei. With strong generals under their command, there will never be weak soldiers."

"A strong general has no weak soldiers under his command. Fifth girl, you should be more careful from now on..."

After saying that, he slapped the palm-leaf fan in his hand, and the fan fell down as if it had lost its support.

Wen Peijia quickly wrapped the yellow piece around the original fan handle. The palm-leaf fan that was used to fan the wind had already changed its shape and became a machete with a handle three inches long and more than an inch wide.

Wen Shu had no time to look at this strange weapon, because Miss Wen Pei was here to fight her.

She didn't show any weakness either. She clenched the wooden stick in her hand, turned her hand and swung it, and the two of them started fighting.

.........

The sun was rising, warming her back like a small stove. Wenshu hummed a tune, holding a grass root picked from somewhere in her mouth and shaking her legs, feeling very comfortable.

"Girl, you are so happy today!"

Baoju stood under the tree, looked up and saw the girl on the tree, and asked with some concern.

Wen Shu, who had her eyes closed, suddenly opened them and put her hands over her eyes. Perhaps she did not expect the morning sun in June to be so dazzling.

"It's not worth being happy about. Didn't you hear Grandmother say this morning..."

Thinking of her grandmother's words, Wenshu couldn't help but squint her eyes, and her gaze jumped down from the branches in front of her.

"You little girl, you were able to survive the fight with the Wen Pei family without getting hurt. Grandmother has nothing more to teach you. This martial arts skill is also something that a master can only teach you once you have mastered it.

From now on, you don't have to come to my place every day to disturb my sweet dreams. The extent of your Kung Fu will depend on your own practice. Your foundation is weak now, but over time your Kung Fu and moves will become more solid and mature."

"I knew this girl was smart and talented."

Baoju was happy for her daughter from the bottom of her heart. Over the years, she had never heard any sincere praise for her daughter from others.

There is nothing more gratifying than the recognition given to the girl by the biggest and most powerful person in the family.

"Well, sort of!"

He was not at all humble. He saw a woman in the house leading Xiao Fuer and the others towards the clan school.

He pushed with his right hand, turned around and fell from the tree.

"Let's go back!"

"Girl, you won't be here to practice with Jueyu today...!"

Baoju followed behind, somewhat puzzled. In the past, every morning after coming out from the old lady's place, she would ask Jueyu to practice with her, find out the mistakes or unstable parts in the morning, and continue practicing.

Today...

The sun had just come out and it was still early.

She didn't think too much about it even though she couldn't figure it out. After all, the girl was smart and she had her reasons.

"It's time to get busy starting today. Let's go back and wash up first, as we have guests arriving..."

Wenshu walked in front, holding a round fan in her hand.

When she left, she was almost scratched by this fan several times. It looked nothing special when it was waved in her grandmother's hand, but she didn't expect that this small fan had a different meaning and was actually a weapon.

"You like"

The old lady's obedient daughter stared at the thing in her hand. Although the girl did not win the fight this morning, she did not lose any money either. In her opinion, this result was already quite good.

Wenpei's family, go and get the fan at the bottom of my box.

"Hey!"

……

As a result, just because she took a closer look, she got a weapon fan.

It was impossible for her not to be tempted by such an exquisite weapon, so she had to pretend to refuse.

"Grandma, your fan looks exquisite, it must be very valuable..."

Wen Shu said this seriously, but was met with a roll of the eyes from the old lady.

"Why, you are such a naive girl, do you really think highly of my old friend..." the old lady said unhappily.

After saying this, the old lady threw the exquisite fan with a painting of a maid catching butterflies on it to Wenshu, and then she carried the broken palm-leaf fan like a treasure and walked away.

Wenshu got the treasure she loved and couldn't bear to let it go for a moment.

She walked towards her yard, feeling the cool breeze.

The sunlight behind them stretched their shadows very long, as if leading the way for them.