1850 American Gold Baron

Chapter 184 Let’s go together

There is an exquisite small garden in Bell's manor. There is a fountain in the center of the garden, which continuously sprays spring water outwards.

Zoe waved the Ames cavalry sword in front of the fountain. Soon, the small garden of Bell Manor was left in a mess by Zoe.

Zoe is not exaggerating, she is indeed good with a sword.

"What a good knife."

After dancing with the cavalry sword, Zoe reluctantly returned the cavalry sword to Liang Yao.

Liang Yao took the knife and saw that Zoe was covered in sweat. He took out a snow-white handkerchief from his breast pocket and handed it to Zoe.

Zoe did not take Liang Yao's handkerchief, but put her head on it.

Liang Yao felt a little surprised, so he had to unfold the towel and gently wipe away the sweat on Zoe's forehead, and then on his face.

Compared with other Texas girls attending the party, Zoe, who is exposed to the sun all year round, has a darker skin color, which is a very healthy wheat color.

This skin color is a very popular skin color in the 21st century, but it does not conform to the mainstream aesthetics of the 19th century.

In the United States in the 19th century, especially in the South, the mainstream aesthetic in society was white. White was not only a symbol of beauty, but also a symbol of nobility, because whiteness proved that you did not have to work under the scorching sun. This was the most noble and wealthy sign.

Good proof.

Like her father, Zoe is not very tall. Liang Yao roughly estimated that Zoe's height is about 163cm, but her figure is very well-proportioned.

Her waist is only 18 inches, which is notoriously thin throughout Texas.

Although Zoe is only 17 years old this year, she is developing very well, and the breasts on her chest are already standing proudly.

Under the dark brown hair is Zoe's three-dimensional little face, with a pair of light green eyes hidden under the deep eye sockets, and the upright little nose is as perfect as a work of art.

"The color of your left eye is darker than that of your right eye."

After wiping the sweat from Zoe's face, Liang Yao folded the handkerchief and put it back in his breast pocket. He looked at Zoe's charming eyes and said.

"You're the first person to notice that my left eye is darker than my right eye!"

Zoe looked up at Liang Yao and said excitedly.

"Not even my father noticed this, let alone my friends. You are really an observant person."

"Damn Indian, I'm going to duel with him!"

Liang Yao and Zoe's intimate look was seen by Harvey and Nathan who were not far away, and Harvey gritted his teeth in hatred.

"We have played and grown up together with Zoe, and Zoe has never been so close to us."

"Brother, you are ignorant. Although my skin color is similar to that of an Indian, I am not an Indian." Nathan said.

"If you want to duel with him, I will definitely be on your side and support you, but I hope you won't be too impulsive. After all, he is a distinguished guest from Texas. I don't recommend you to duel with him."

Although both of them hated Liang Yao equally, Nathan was obviously more rational and mature than Harvey, and considered things more thoughtfully.

“Then what should I do? Looking at this kid and Zoe?”

Harvey took a deep breath to better control his emotions.

"Don't you often boast about your superb swordsmanship?"

Nathan pointed to the beautiful Mamluk sword on Harvey's waist and said.

"My good brother, I hope the sword on your waist will not be a decoration."

"You mean to compete with him in front of Zoe and defeat him? Let him embarrass him in front of Zoe?" Harvey suddenly realized.

Among his peers in Texas, his swordsmanship was among the best, and Harvey was very confident in his swordsmanship.

"Colonel Liang! I think as an American colonel, your swordsmanship must be very superb."

Harvey's sudden appearance interrupted the conversation between Liang Yao and Zoe.

Facing this unfriendly visitor, Liang Yao couldn't help but frown and said: "I can't say it's exquisite, it's just okay."

"I want to learn your swordsmanship. I hope the sword on your waist will not be just a beautiful decoration."

With that said, Harvey pulled out his Mamluk sword, and the slender Mamluk sword emitted a cold light in the sun.

"Harvey, are you crazy? Stop being so childish. Mr. Liang is a guest from Texas." Zoe scolded Harvey angrily.

"Zoe, you know Harvey's temper. If he doesn't compete with Colonel Liang today, he will definitely not give up." Nathan, who was watching from the sidelines, said.

"Since you are competing, let's go together."

Liang Yao said calmly.

A year and a half ago, Liang Yao would not have dared to compete with others in swordsmanship.

But now and then, after more than a year of recuperation, Liang Yao's body has undergone radical changes compared to the time when he first came to the United States.

Moreover, when he was in California, he had two of America's top sword masters as sparring partners, and his swordsmanship and close combat skills were greatly improved.

Liang Yao's swordsmanship is not as good as his predecessors, but it is still more than adequate.

He was still very confident in dealing with these two young men who knew nothing about the world.

"No, no, no, it's Harvey who wants to compete with you, not me." Nathan waved his hand hurriedly and said righteously, "This is a fair duel between men. If I join, this duel will become a different one."

It’s no longer fair.”

Nathan was not a good hand with a sword, but he knew how much he weighed.

Compared to swordsmanship, which requires years of hard practice to master, Nathan believes more in the technological achievements of mankind over thousands of years, and he prefers to spend a lot of time practicing his sword skills on practicing his marksmanship.

Liang Yao pulled out his Ames saber, then threw the saber on the grass aside, replaced the sword with a scabbard, and signaled Harvey to let his horse come over.

"Why not use a knife?!"

Harvey felt that he had been greatly humiliated and said angrily.

"I'm afraid of hurting you with my knife, so using a scabbard is more than enough to deal with you." Liang Yao said very calmly.

Harvey drew his sword and pounced on Liang Yao, stabbing Liang Yao straight in the heart.

This kid is going to kill him, Liang Yao smiled coldly in his heart.

He had trained thousands of times with Fremont and Mason on the same move. Faced with such a move, he had already developed a conditioned reflex and didn't even need to think about it.

Just like his daily training with Freemont and Mason, Liang Yao easily picked off Harvey's Mamluk sword with the scabbard.

Regardless of the timing or strength of the sword, Harvey looked very immature compared to his two previous sparring opponents.

Harvey was slightly startled, and immediately struck Liang Yao with his sword.

Although the Mamluk sword is called a sword, it is actually a slender scimitar that can stab and cut.

Liang Yao had no intention of continuing to quarrel with Harvey and blocked Harvey's slash with all his strength.

Harvey's strength was far inferior to Liang Yao's, and the violent collision between the scabbards almost caused Harvey to lose the sword in his hand.

The vibrations from the sword made Harvey's hands feel numb.

Before Harvey could react, a burning pain came from his wrist. The pain caused Harvey to subconsciously loosen his grip on the hilt of the sword, and the Mamluk sword in his hand was also released.

It turned out that Liang Yao hit Harvey on the wrist with the scabbard while Harvey was still recovering.

"Harvey! Stop embarrassing yourself!"

Harvey's father, Ron, walked over with a frown on his face and scolded Harvey sharply.

Then Ron walked up to Liang Yao and apologized to Liang Yao: "I'm sorry, Mr. Liang, this guy needs to be dealt with. He thinks he has learned some swordsmanship and doesn't know what the world is. He shows off in front of you and is embarrassed. I will definitely deal with him after I go back."

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"Swordsmanship is secondary. If you have higher expectations for him, I think you should first let him learn to control his emotions."

Liang Yao picked up the knife from the hand and put it back into the scabbard.

Ron nodded thoughtfully, kicked Harvey hard, and told Harvey to get back.

"Mr. Liang, your swordsmanship is really good."

Zoe said with envious eyes.

"Miss Zoe, it's getting late. I think it's time for you to go back and rest and prepare for the dinner and dance tonight."

Liang Yao looked at the black slave who was slowly preparing the dinner and said.

Texas is an agricultural society full of idyllic scenery. Unlike Californians who are extremely efficient, the pace of life in Texas is relatively slow, and everything is slow and orderly. It is so slow that Liang Yao, who is used to a fast-paced life, feels a little uncomfortable.

The chatter and laughter in the living room gradually became muffled, replaced by snoring one after another. It seems that these Texas guys have already taken a lunch break.

Zoe walked into the sunshine, looked at her shadow and said.

"It's only two o'clock in the afternoon. It's still early for the dinner. Oh, I almost forgot. Please wait for me for a while."

Zoe seemed to have remembered something, and ran into the living room regardless of her ladylike image.

Only a burst of women's chatting was heard in the living room. When the chatting ended, Zoe walked out of the room. Behind her was a female black maid, who held a vegetable basket in her hand.

Zoe took the vegetable basket from the female servant and said to the female servant: "Maria, go and do your work."

After sending away the black maid, Zoe said to Liang Yao with apology: "Sorry sir, as the mistress of the manor, I must do my part as a landlord and invite the ladies and ladies to go to the second floor to rest so that they can be refreshed."

Well-stocked for the evening dinner and dance.”

"Mistress? Where is your mother?" Liang Yao asked in surprise.

Zoe smiled bitterly: "My mother died in a conflict with the Indians not long after I was born. I haven't seen my mother since I can remember."

Liang Yao remembered that Zoe had a very harmonious relationship with Houston's wife and daughter.

She was the only one among the white ladies and wives who was willing to get close to Mrs. Houston and her daughter, and her heart was full of doubts.

"Then you don't hate Indians?"

Zoe's expression became complicated, and after a long time she said: "I can't explain clearly, maybe I don't hate it, the Indians killed my mother.

Let’s talk about hate, the white people in Texas, whether they are Americans, French, Spanish, Mexicans or white people of other ethnic groups, killed many more Indians than the Indians killed white people.

Maybe Uncle Houston is right, we should learn to let go of hatred and killing, but in Texas, after all, there are very few white people like Uncle Houston who are friendly to the Indians.

As you know, Uncle Houston is not popular in Texas right now, and his views are always criticized verbally and in writing."

(End of chapter)