All Chapters of The Young Swordsman: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Liu Fangping stood aside at this moment and did not dare to say more. He was really afraid that his young lady would say something willfully that she would not marry anyone other than Young Master Jiang. He couldn't show his face, so he had to smile on the side, hoping that Shen Kuang wouldn't care about it.Wu Cisheng finished speaking, he casually sat in his seat and looked at Shen Kuang, waiting for his answer.Shen Kuang was also a little helpless. Fortunately , the old man sitting next to Wu Cisheng stood up and said, "Ci Sheng, don't be rude."After saying that, Yang Qian looked at Shen Kuang and apologized, "Cisheng has been spoiled too much since she was a child and has a fierce temper. Young Master Jiang does not need to pay attention to these angry words. Young Master Jiang can leave at any time if something happens. I will take care of Cisheng." Don’t dare to stop it.”Seeing that the master also came forward, Wu Cisheng could only curl his

After telling this story about Donghai City, the old man on the stage paused for a moment. The young man with quick eyesight and quick hands immediately brought tea to the old man to soothe his throat. The old man was the mainstay of the hook bar, and many customers came to him. of.Taking advantage of this gap, there was gradually a sound in the audience.Most of them were compliments to the old man. In addition to saying that he grasped the timing and timing just right, he also praised the story itself.Several guests in the front rows were eating melon seeds and chatting with the old man on the stage, "Old senior, have you witnessed all these things with your own eyes? Otherwise, how can you describe them so realistically?"After these words were spoken, many people looked at the old man and echoed him .Seeing that the guests like to eat, the old man naturally hopes that his cooking skills will be liked by the guests. So after hearing what th

Although Shen Kuang didn't know much about the Hu tribes outside the Great Wall, he also knew that the relationship between the Wei Dynasty and the Rouran tribe, the largest in the north , had never been very good. The northern border of the Wei Dynasty had been subject to small-scale intrusions by the Hu tribe all year round, and the civilians who died as a result did not count. Its number.Later, the Wei Dynasty could not bear the disturbance and simply stationed 20,000 troops at the border to deal with emergencies.Shen Kuang would naturally not think that these prairie people came all the way to Kangzhu City to target him, but since the other party dared to go deep into the hinterland of the Wei Dynasty, they must have their own plans, and their plans were not small."It's hard to tell that these two people are Hu people outside the Great Wall without looking carefully. Don't make any excuses for now. If your guess is correct, then those people on the se

Outside a wine shop at the east gate of Kangzhu City, two guests in bamboo hats ordered another pot of new wine.The man holding the wine bowl and holding the knife smiled and sighed, "Xiao Kuang'er has grown up a lot along the way."The middle-aged man in green shirt beside him smiled slightly when he heard this. He hadn't seen her for a few months, so he missed her a lot.Things were a little beyond his expectation, and he felt very sorry for Xiao Kuang'er 's experiences. The middle-aged man in blue shirt sighed, "I didn't do my best to be a friend back then, and now I'm still not qualified to be a master."Hearing this, the man said, "It 's not like you don't know Xiao Kuang'er's temperament. You're doing all this for him, and he will understand you. And don't look at him. He hasn't been through many rivers and lakes, but he's a ghost and a liar to girls. Your skills are no worse than yours back then.”Hearing this, the middle-aged man in gree

A light rain seemed to bring the bustling Kangzhu City to a sudden halt. The travelers' hurried footsteps came to an abrupt halt. The next step was right in front of them, but the pedestrians continued walking.On the top floor of Jiuxia Hall , Song Wan looked up at the sky, and she subconsciously reached out to catch a few drops of rain from the eaves. Raindrops fell drop by drop everywhere, over and over again, without stopping.For no reason, the corners of her mouth rose slightly and she smiled. She was happy from the bottom of her heart.Because everything is set, we just have to wait for the rain to stop and the sky to clear.For Song Wan, who had grown up in Jiantiansi since childhood, killing someone had never been a difficult task.She had killed many people, but this time she hesitated.Regarding the siege of the Shen family in Donghai twenty years ago, she had read the files several times.But so what, just like the rain on