The whole family travels through the book, the plot is broken but the characters are not

While Lu Changping was speaking, he was also dodging Liu Yin's attack.

He just looks like a young man with a wild and arrogant mouth.

Except for a few people with extremely high martial arts skills, no one thought that he was deliberately letting the opponent win.

Although Liu Yin tried his best, Lu Changping was only concerned with saying it and even his dodging was perfunctory.

But Liu Yin still fell down on the stage due to exhaustion. He wanted to get up, even if he was exhausted to death, to buy more time for the second young master.

Li Jixin stood up and stopped him: "That's enough, don't worry."

Liu Yin had tears in her eyes and looked at Lu Changping pleadingly.

Lu Changping held his head high and didn't even look at Liu Yin, looking extremely arrogant.

Li Jixin looked at Lu Changping.

"This is the first time I've seen such an arrogant kid. I'm going to teach you a lesson today."

Lu Changping was unhappy and pointed at his nose.

"I'm small? You're not much older than me."

Li Jixin suppressed his laughter and said, "Please."

The two teenagers, who were about the same age, soon started fighting.

The Empress Dowager stared at the two of them nervously, her heart about to jump out of her chest. The young man was very skilled in martial arts, and Xin'er was exhausted, so how could he be his opponent?

Li Jiren patted her hand gently and whispered, "Don't worry, grandma, everything will be fine."

The two people in the field didn't seem to be moving fast, but they were actually fighting, you kick me and I punch you.

They fought like this for almost an hour. Yang Ziliang became more and more anxious as he watched. Why did these two people fight for so long?

Seeing that the competition time was about to end, Lu Changping said in a voice that only he and Li Jixin could hear: "Take the sword."

After saying that, Lu Changping leaped three meters away and asked Shen Meng anxiously, "Can I use a weapon? My swordsmanship is much better than my fists and feet. I'm at a disadvantage with my bare hands."

The crowd burst into laughter, and some people couldn't help but shout, "If you can't win, get down quickly and leave the opportunity for others."

Shen Meng nodded: "You can take the weapon, and so can the Second Young Master. But be careful not to hurt your life."

Lu Changping picked up the soft sword that he had thrown at the edge of the ring when he went on stage, and his whole aura suddenly changed.

Ge Wei's eyes narrowed slightly and he stared at Lu Changping without blinking.

Lu Changping attacked Li Jixin with a sword, no longer as casually as before. He almost used all his strength to chop at Li Jixin.

Shen Meng and Ge Wei, who originally suspected that Lu Changping was letting the game go, now thought they were overthinking it.

Lu Changping attacked several times, but was stopped by Li Jixin with his sword.

But everyone could see that Li Jixin was at the end of his strength, while Lu Changping was still on the rise.

Lu Changping glanced at the clepsydra, found the right moment, and cut Li Jixin's arm. He was also kicked by Li Jixin, and his body flew towards Ge Wei at a rapid speed.

Ge Wei's pupils trembled. He should have stopped Lu Changping from retreating, but he subconsciously dodged and waved his hand.

The corners of Lu Changping's mouth curled up slightly, as if he was hit by Ge Wei, and he fell to the stage like a kite.

When Li Jixin saw Lu Changping fall to the stage, he knelt on one knee with blood gushing from his arm.

Li Jiren was relieved when he saw that the wound on Li Jixin's arm cleverly avoided the meridians and looked serious, but in fact it was just a superficial injury.

"Time's up, drum roll!"

Lv Changping was still in a daze. He asked the person next to him foolishly, "How did I fall off the stage?"

Hearing the sound of the drum, Lu Changping seemed to have just come to his senses. He shouted at Ge Wei, "Why did you push me down?"

"You little bastard, you're not as skilled as others, what do you have to do with me?"

Ge Wei felt a little guilty when he said this. He did swing it lightly, but he couldn't blame himself for that. It was coming straight towards him. If he didn't swing it away, was he waiting to get hurt?

Lu Changping's voice was filled with a hint of grievance and crying.

"I was going to win, all because of you. I was sure to win today, but now... my grandfather will definitely beat me to death."

The people around him also felt that the young man was at a great disadvantage. Li Jixin was already seriously injured, and the young man only needed one last blow to win.

Even Shen Meng's eyes looked a little strange when he looked at Ge Wei. He knew that the boy's arrogant words just now had angered Ge Wei, but by waving the boy off the stage, wasn't Ge Wei helping Li Jixin win the final game?

At this time, an old man about fifty years old ran out of Mingxiang Tower. He rushed into the crowd with a big stick and beat Lu Changping.

"You bastard, you only know how to show off and miss such a great opportunity. What sin did my Lu family commit? You lost the third-rank official position you were about to get..."

The old man was crying while beating the boy, the boy was jumping up and down, the old man was chasing him from behind, and there were a few people who looked like servants trying to persuade him from behind.

"Master, the young master tried his best. He was pushed down by that deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Don't blame the young master. Stop fighting..."

After being splashed with dirty water, Ge Wei angrily explained, "I didn't push him."

But almost no one believed him, and Li Jiren even gave him a puzzled but grateful look.

Ge Wei was furious. He just waved his sword subconsciously and did not mean to help Li Jixin.

But given the current situation, how could he explain it to Emperor Zhaowen?

Someone who was familiar with Lu Youtian had already recognized that the old man who was chasing and beating the young man was none other than Lu Dongjia of Mingxianglou.

Lu Dong's family came from a merchant family. Like all merchants, he hoped that someone in his family would become an official to protect the family property.

But the Lu family has very poor talent in studying. Fortunately, they have a son-in-law who is very good at studying. Mr. Lu regards that son-in-law as the apple of his eye.

My son-in-law also worked hard and won the third place in the imperial examination this year.

But the tragedy is that the result is too good. With Li Jixin's victory, Lu Dong's son-in-law will have to go to Jiyang.

If Lu Changping had not been concerned about the so-called glory or dishonesty, or had directly used swords to compete, there would have been no suspense in his winning the game.

Lu Dongjia had been able to keep his son-in-law and produce the youngest third-rank official in Dayu Kingdom. Now, everything has been lost.

No wonder Lu Dongjia was so angry that he chased his grandson and beat him. The boy was still young and frivolous.

Many people felt sorry for Lu Dongjia. The duck that was already in their hands flew away. If it were them, they would be even more ruthless than Lu Dongjia.

On the ring, Ye Jianan stopped Li Jixin's bleeding and asked Han Huaixi to bandage the wound, but Han Huaixi refused.

The little girl cried in grievance.

"Bad guy, I don't want to bandage you. Why did you kick my cousin off the stage? If you lose, we don't have to go to Jiyang.

My parents said that life in Jiyang is tough. There's a lot of sandstorms, little food, and it's often invaded by foreigners. I don't want to go, wuwuwu..."

Cousin? Going to Jiyang? Isn't this girl the disciple of Doctor Ye?

After a moment of confusion, the onlookers finally remembered. Wasn't this the girl who had been parading the newly-minted Jinshi and calling the third-place winner "Daddy"? No wonder she looked so familiar.

They could all understand Han Huaixi. At the age of five or six, he didn't know how to hide his emotions, but he just said what was in his heart without caring about anything else.

It seems that Tanhualang doesn't want to go to Jiyang either.

But who wants to go to Jiyang? That place is too miserable, the people of Jiyang are too miserable, and King Lin is too miserable...

Li Chonglin was stunned when he heard Han Huaixi's words, and then immediately took advantage of his age advantage and started arguing with Han Huaixi.

Adults should not take children's childish words too seriously, just let them talk as they please.

Prince Qing seemed to understand the whole thing, but he felt it was a little strange. When Han Huaixi started crying, a light bulb went off in his head.

He has been observing this little girl these days, and he is very sure that Han Huaixi will never cry or make a fuss about such a thing.

Then this is a play!

Prince Qing was happy, but when he looked at his son, he began to feel puzzled again.

Are the acting skills of today's kids so good?