Brother listens to orders

The Hua family in Qingzhou City has been recognized as a family of martial arts since the previous dynasty. Their ancestors once worshiped Master Yueshan Lanjia, and they were the most proud chief disciples of Zhenren back then.Legend has it that Lan Jia was a peerless master back then, no one could beat him, and was framed to death by his trusted disciple. The patriarch of the Hua family swore to avenge his master in a rage. He chased and killed his junior for more than [-] years, and finally beheaded him Killed under Yiwuya, and erected a statue of Lanjia real person on top of Yiwuya to show deterrence.

The ancestor of the Houhua family lived in Yucheng under Yiwuya for a long time. Whenever he worshiped his ancestors, he would lead his descendants and disciples to Yiwuya to worship; People invaded and occupied Yucheng. The ancestors of the Hua family fought against foreign enemies together with officers, soldiers and disciples, and died of exhaustion.In order to protect the Hua family, the disciples of the Hua family fought their way out, escorted the son-in-law out of the city, and finally stayed in Qingzhou City.

The years are ruthless, and several generations have passed in a flash, and the status of the Hua family in the martial arts is unmatched.

From the previous dynasties to the present, the Hua family has been the leader of the martial arts, and the Hua family's disciples have always been strictly selected. From martial arts to literature, from literature to etiquette, they are all strict and regular, which makes other families deeply admire them.

Today's martial arts leader of this generation is Hua Jinshuang's father, Hua Wulang, and many martial arts people have speculated that this year's martial arts leader will probably fall to Hua's family - Hua Jinshuang's eldest brother, Hua Jinshuang On the head of the night.

There are two children from the Hua family, three concubines, and two younger sisters from the concubine.

Hua Jinshuang loves to play, and although he is very talented, he is not obsessed with martial arts. They look quite similar; secondly, their personalities are also very similar, both are taciturn, steady and rigorous; thirdly, when he was a teenager, he was rated as the fifth martial arts master by Jianghu Haibao Pavilion, which made his peers envious. Now at the age of 23, it is suitable to compete for the position of martial arts leader.

Regardless of the ups and downs and countless speculations from the outside world, Hua Jinshuang doesn't care about this.

He only cares about one thing now, and that is the distant visitor who will arrive at Huafu today——Cheng Qianshu, the orphan of General Cheng Qin.

Hua Jinshuang and Cheng Qianshu met once when they were children, and Cheng Qianshu was only one year older than him. He was very mature and reticent at such a young age, which was the complete opposite of Hua Jinshuang who was talkative and noisy.

Hua Jinshuang still remembers the appearance of that child—the face is like carefully carved white jade, the thick black brows are frowned, and he said rigidly and coldly: "You are too close, go away."

The child's voice was a bit milky, wearing a somewhat bulky toga, with tender hands hidden in the cuffs, being pulled by the belt by the same young Xiao Jinshuang, who insisted on looking at the things hidden in his hands.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Xiao Qianshu frowned even more. He stood up straight and said, "It's not proper to stand up!"

Xiao Jinshuang said with a toothless mouth, "I'll see if you blackmail me! I'll see if you blackmail me!"

Xiao Qianshu tried his best to pull back his belt and turned to leave, but Xiao Jinshuang burst into tears immediately, which offended Brother Hua.

Hua Jinye was seven years older than his younger brother, and he already had the appearance of a prudent little adult. With one hand behind his back, he imitated his father and said, "Shuanger, you are messing around again."

Xiao Jinshuang shouted, "Brother! He stole things!"

Xiao Qianshu was immediately annoyed: "I didn't steal anything!"

He took out his hand and spread it open, only to see a small chick inside, with its wings injured, lying dying in the tender palm.

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Thinking of the angry and aggrieved look of that child back then, Hua Jinshuang rode on the horse and grinned.He has black hair in high bundles, a golden crown and jade hairpin, a large white peony embroidered on the front of the apricot yellow robe, and a sea of ​​flowers on the hem and cuffs of the clothes.The cuffs are tied with a red string, stretching out the thin wrists, and the golden thread rolls on the belt of the clouds to reflect the sunlight, reflecting the envy in the eyes of passers-by - at first glance, it is the third son of the Hua family, arrogant and proud, with a high spirit , a luxurious suit, a wealth that ordinary people can't compare with.

The young man rode his horse into Huafu through the side door, and the guard at the door immediately stepped forward, knelt down and bowed his back, waiting for the master to step on his back and get off the horse.

Hua Jinshuang didn't like to pay attention to these things, so she jumped off the horse from the other side, threw the reins to the boy, and ran towards the front yard with big strides.

Walking through the intricately carved verandas, passing exquisite pavilions and pavilions, and passing through my mother's favorite peony garden, the voices of several people talking are coming from the white jade steps in the front yard.

A voice is not eloquent, majestic and low, faintly carrying a strong internal force, anyone who has a foundation in martial arts will know that a master is coming.

A gentle voice, but not arrogant, his tone is like Hua Wulang but he hides his inner strength, appearing very modest.That person is the eldest brother of the Hua family, Hua Jinye.

Hua Jinshuang smiled and narrowed her eyes, and was about to say hello when another voice came out.

"In this way, Qian Shu will bother uncle and elder brother."

The sound is clear and pleasant, like waves slowly rippling in the breeze, rhythmically slapping on the shore, it is a crisp "swoosh" sound, not sloppy, not artificial, very comfortable.

His voice is neither high nor low, neither very attentive nor rude, neither humble nor overbearing, and his voice is self-contained, which makes people feel good when they hear it.

Hua Jin and his wife arrived before the sound, and immediately rushed out from behind the moon gate.

"But brother Cheng is here?!"

The people under the jade steps stopped when they heard this.

"Running around on the corridor again! What does it look like!" Although he is a martial artist, the Hua family has many rules, Hua Wulang immediately frowned displeased.

"Shuang'er," said elder brother Hua Jinye shaking his head, "yelling, how can someone see it?"

Hua Jinshuang didn't care about these things, walked through the moon gate and stood on the jade steps, and saw the young man who was one step behind his father and elder brother.

Cheng Qianshu, who should be 17 years old, looks as mature and steady as when he was young, not at all naughty like Hua Jinshuang; when he was young, his face was white and tender, with a bit of softness, but now his facial features are distinct and three-dimensional. He is also very tall, holding a sword in one hand, wearing a dark green long gown, and his long ocher red hair is tied up with an emerald crown; the boy is still frowning habitually, although he has not seen him for many years, this familiar expression immediately aroused Hua Jinshuang's eyes. memory.

Hua Jinshuang looked Cheng Qianshu up and down, and Cheng Qianshu also looked at him calmly.

"Third brother, don't come here without any harm." Cheng Qianshu clasped his fists and saluted, with a expressionless and gloomy expression on his face.

"Call me Shuang'er!" Hua Jinshuang was very familiar, jumped down the steps a few steps, circled around him, and said with a smile, "Brother Cheng is still so good-looking! No, he looks even better than before!"

Cheng Qianshu's face was expressionless, his back was straight, and his tone was faintly stern: "Third brother is absurd."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Hua Wulang had a headache and couldn't help reprimanding him, "I haven't seen you, Brother Cheng, for many years, and you don't even mention bringing a gift, and you don't mention it when you see people empty-handed, and you have no manners! Look..."

Seeing that his father was about to start a long speech, Hua Jinshuang took Cheng Qianshu's hand, turned around and ran away: "Father calm down, my son will take my brother to see the present!"

"What?" Hua Wulang was startled, "Stop!"