Winner in life

"Ping Zheng."

At this moment, Chen Yanfang called Su Yaoniang to stop, with a sad look on her face, "Are you really not willing to talk to your aunt? There is a misunderstanding between us."

"Mrs. Lu/Fourth, I don't think there is anything to talk about between us. Mrs. Mingyu Minghu also took her back with her. It's unreasonable for them to follow me." Su Yaoniang didn't even look at her, pulled Ruihe and left.

Chen Yanfang's nails pinched the palms of her hands in order to maintain a semblance of dignity. Returning to the guest room, she waved the tea cup on the table to the floor, dismissed the maid, and sat down to breathe hard. Accompanying her to the Wulin League were his eldest son Lu Ting and grandson Lu Bitang. Lu Bitang didn't know where he ran. Lu Ting opened the door and came in. Seeing the mess, he turned around and asked the maid to bring a new tea set. When the tea set and hot water tea were delivered, he would personally make tea for Chen Yanfang.

Seeing her son's actions, Chen Yanfang's expression softened a lot, but she still couldn't hide her anger and unwillingness: "I didn't expect Pingzheng to be so ruthless and act so ruthlessly." It was as if the niece who was filial piety and joy by her side at that time was another people.

"The matter has come to this, and it is useless for my mother to be sad anymore. What a pity, Xiaosi..."

Speaking of her youngest son, Chen Yanfang was in an even worse mood: "I changed the decoction that Pingzheng drank before, which was good for pregnancy, and Cong'er also drank it. It was the secret recipe of Xiaoyao Valley... If Cong'er could succeed that night, Ping'er would Zheng must be pregnant, and the child under the effect of the medicine must be born, otherwise the mother's body will be damaged, and the result is that time is fate!"

Thinking of her son's complaints against her, Chen Yanfang felt heartbroken.

Seeing that his mother still couldn't come out, Lu Ting could only continue to persuade her. Finally, he persuaded her to change her mood and asked, "Where is Bitang?"

I called my maid to ask, and the maid replied: "Master Bitang said he went to see Master Su Biao for a discussion."

Lu Ting sighed: "This kid is just a martial arts idiot. Su Yu harmed Xiaosi like that, yet he is still on good terms with Su Yu."

"Let him be. It's better to have one friend than one enemy. That kid Su Yu will never be any different from now on. It doesn't matter if he blames me and hates me. It doesn't matter if he gets along with Bitang." Chen Yanfang said rationally, "Four years later, the martial arts world Bitang must participate in the new English competition of the conference. It will be good for Bitang to compete with outstanding people of the same age. "

"My mother is still generous. I heard that the eldest brother, Bien, has improved a lot in martial arts. Don't say anything else, Thirteen's martial arts are really excellent. Bienduo has improved under his guidance. If he is willing to get married, his children will not be better than It must be wrong." Fortunately, Lu Jie is not married, otherwise the eldest family would have surpassed the fourth family in terms of the strength of the new generation.

"It's impossible for him to get married." Chen Yanfang thought of Lu Jie's problem and felt strangely balanced in her heart. At least their family, Lu Cong, already has three sons and one daughter, and Lu Jiao may have offspring in his lifetime.

Four years later, the five-year martial arts conference was held again. Leader Kuang, who was presiding over the martial arts conference for the first time, intended to innovate and announced that this year he would not only continue the tradition of the Heroes Competition and the New Heroes Competition, but also open two seats to join the Nine Leagues and establish a new Eleven Leagues, making the voice of the mainstream forces in the world louder. Seventeen-year-old Rui He brought fifteen-year-old Maverick, Su Yaoniang and Zhuang Liuniang along with them. The four of them followed the Jinyang Sect participants to the Wulin League to participate in this five-year event.

"The people from the Jinyang faction are here." Lu Jie, who arrived at the Wulin League in advance, had already played around in the surrounding flower buildings. On this day, he was sitting by the window and saw the new team coming in on the street, and smiled.

The beautiful oiran poured him wine and said with a smile: "The reputation of the Jinyang sect is far less than that of the Zhenyang sect. In every Heroes Competition or New Heroes Competition, the rankings are ordinary."

"I'm not paying attention to the Jinyang sect." Lu Jiao shook his wine glass, wondering how much Su Yu's martial arts had become in the past year.

In the past four years, Rui He has been immersed in martial arts training. In a stable environment, his martial arts has improved a lot. At the beginning of the year, Lu Jiao stopped by to see him when he passed by the Jinyang Sect. The two had a discussion. That time, Lu Jiao was unable to He was amazed by the depth of Tan Ming Ruihe. After returning home, Lu Jie said to Lu Ping: "I think Bitang may not be able to beat him. The fourth aunt's plan of letting Bitang win the first place in the New England Championship may come to nothing. Bien? Bien can't beat Bitang." "

The oiran was curious and pretended to be jealous: "Does the young master like any heroine from the Jinyang sect?"

Lu Jie teased: "Don't let your jealousy go unchecked. What I care about is my nephew. Oh my, my nephew is going to participate in the New England Championship this year."

"It turns out he is the young master's nephew. Since it is the New England Competition, there are several popular young heroes this year." The oiran said with a smile, "In addition to your family's Lu Bitang Lu Shaoxia, Kuang Meng's family's son Kuang Ningmao, and Qingshui Pavilion's young master Zhang Yan, his disciple Zhang Tian, ​​and then there is Song Hancong, the young master of Hanjian Villa. It is said that Master Song is making a public appearance in the martial arts world for the first time. The odds for these four young heroes have been announced in the gambling house. "

"So fast? It seems I have to go to the gambling house."

The New England Competition is an event for young people under the age of 22 to compete. Most of the people who can shine in the New England Competition in previous years are the new generation carefully cultivated within the sect. Almost every young master of the sect will compete in the New England Competition. Appearing in the New England Competition is also a public evaluation of the ability of the next generation leader of a certain sect. Jianghu Baixiaosheng will send out the most detailed information every time and comment on the newcomers. His words are sharp and funny, and his sales are extremely high in the Jianghu. good. There are also gambling houses that will open the market, and the popular and unpopular newcomers have corresponding odds. Every new English game can bring huge profits to the gambling house.

The New Heroes Tournament is so lively, so the Group Heroes Tournament, which showcases the martial arts core strength, has no age limit (anyone over 22 years old can participate), and the contestants are sometimes the leaders of heavyweight sects, naturally attracts more attention. The gambling houses have already opened the betting market.

Lu Jiao took the courtesan to visit the gambling houses, and he didn't see the name "Su Yu" in several gambling houses.

In the evening, when Ruihe came to visit him, he even made fun of Ruihe about this matter.

"Uncle Thirteen, I am a nobody now. It is normal that my odds are not in the gambling house." Ruihe rolled his eyes at him, "When the time comes, you will take the courtesan out to play in broad daylight. Are you so leisurely?"

Lu Jiao was not embarrassed at all, and said confidently: "My eldest brother will lead this kind of event. I am just making up the numbers. When the group of heroes starts, I will show up and save some glory for the sect. What else can I do other than wandering around? By the way, you are seventeen this year. It's time to go to the brothel to see it. Do you want me to take you?"

"I won't go. I'm afraid that you will be thrown out by the girls in the brothel again without money."

Lu Jiao nodded at him: "A good man doesn't mention his past achievements. You should forget about that incident!"

"I can't forget it. Xiao Niu also remembers it."

Xiao Niu sat next to him eating snacks. He couldn't speak with his cheeks puffed up, so he nodded hurriedly.

"That's a misunderstanding. Am I the kind of person who doesn't pay when visiting a brothel? I met Yu Qin, a famous thief in the world, in the brothel. That guy quietly stole my wallet. He was just jealous that I was more favored by the courtesan than him, and deliberately embarrassed me. Well, forget about that matter. What's the point of talking about it?" Lu Jiao changed the subject. "My family's Bi En will also participate in the New England Tournament this time. Can you spar with him?"

"Sure, let's do it tomorrow morning. Where are we going to spar?"

Naturally, it's to go to the Zhenyang Sect's residence in the Wulin League. This is a good opportunity that Lu Jiao has found for his nephew, and he has to avoid the people from the fourth room. Lu Bi En often heard his uncle talk about Su Yu, and he also heard his father talk about what Su Yu did in the Zhenyang Sect back then, and the deal between Su Yu and the head of the sect Su. He understood that his father and uncle were teaching him, using Su Yu's experience to enlighten him, and train him to be a qualified successor, so he was very curious about Su Yu, who was the natural young master of the sect in his uncle's mouth.

After the two of them had three rounds of sparring, their curiosity turned into admiration. The cousin was one year younger than him, but his kung fu was much better than his. It was obvious that he had put in more sweat than him.

"I can't beat cousin Bi, nor can I beat cousin Su. I have to work harder in the future!" Lu Bien said to Lu Jiao, which made Lu Jiao very pleased.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself. You don't have to be the first martial artist of the new generation in the martial arts world, but you have to stand in the first echelon. You must maintain a respectful and forward-looking heart, don't slack off or be lazy, and you can become the well-deserved young master of the Zhenyang School in the future."

Ruihe didn't mind Lu Jiao using him as Lu Bien's whetstone. It was a handy thing. He could also get in touch with outstanding people of the same age. In addition, the brothers Lu Ping and Lu Jiao really helped him a lot, so he was willing to lend a hand.

To express his gratitude, Lu Jiao gave Ruihe a gift.

"Five Kunlun slaves?" Ruihe was surprised. This gift was too heavy. Kunlun slaves come from Nanyang. They are docile, powerful and loyal, and are the most popular type of slaves in the Central Plains martial arts. However, the Central Plains and Nanyang are across the sea. Later, I heard that a regime was established in Nanyang, and the new country strictly controlled the outflow of Kunlun slaves, making Kunlun slaves more scarce and expensive.

"Take it, you have helped me in more than one way." Lu Jiao blinked, "I went to suppress bandits a while ago, and among the seized supplies were these five smuggled Kunlun slaves. I thought you needed more reliable manpower than the Zhenyang Sect, so I sent them to you. Don't worry, my brother knows."

Rui He thanked sincerely: "Uncle Thirteen is a timely rain for me. I will remember your friendship in my heart and will repay you in the future."

"The opportunity to repay you is right in front of you. I opened a bet on you to win. If you win the first place in the New England Tournament, It is the biggest reward for me."

Xiao Niu was very excited: "Really? Where is it? I want to bet on my brother to win! I brought all my private money, two hundred taels of silver!"

Lu Jiao said happily: "Just give me the money and I will help you place the bet."

Xiao Niu hurriedly said: "My silver is in the inn, Uncle Thirteen, wait, I will bring it to you later."

Bei Ruihe held his shoulders: "No gambling." He looked at Lu Jiao again, "If I don't get the first place, don't ask me to pay."

"That's impossible, I believe you."