Jincheng flower hour

The spring sun was shining warmly on Liu Hong. Liu Hong bent over the field and weeded. He heard the sound of a carriage behind him. He thought it was Zhang's carriage, but he didn't take it seriously until he heard a cry: "Farmer, is Liu Hong's home here?"

"Hey, can you hear me? Where is Liu Hong's house?"

"Talk to you, why don't you answer?"

The young male voice spoke hastily.

Liu Hong stood up from the bean field. As expected, he saw a young man in fine clothes standing on a wooden bridge to ask questions. Behind the young man was a luxuriously decorated carriage and about eleven or twelve servants. They are all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and each has something in his hand.

Liu Hong: "..."

"Drink! Liu Yongshi, it turns out to be you, what a fate!"

"Liu Yongshi, I came here today to express my gratitude and offer a modest gift, please accept it."

Zhang Changsheng glanced at the dilapidated house in front of him, looking quite surprised, and then turned his head and urged the servant: "What are you doing standing there, quickly, bring them up!"

Six or seven servants walked across the wooden bridge and came to the courtyard of Liu Hong's house. The things they held included swords and cloth, and the rest were packed in lacquer boxes. Although they couldn't see what they were, they must be valuables.

"What is this for?"

Liu Hong noticed the arrival of Zhang Changsheng and his group, which attracted the residents of Zhuli to watch. Even the people from the farmer's yard came out and stood on the other side to watch.Zhuang Yang was also inside, unlike the others who were excited, he looked worried.

"Thank you."

Zhang Changsheng poked his hand and looked at Liu Hong with admiration.

"Look, Liu Yongshi, this is a sword made by a famous craftsman in Yuedi.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Changsheng's feet suddenly left the ground, and he was picked up by Liu Hong, like a chicken, and thrown onto the wooden bridge.

"Take your people away quickly."

Liu Hong said coldly.

"Liu Yongshi, let me finish my sentence too. I want to invite you to my house as a guest."

Zhang Changsheng grabbed Liu Hong's sleeve, and when Liu Hong flung it off, he pulled it back silently.Seeing how weak he was, Liu Hong couldn't beat him, so he couldn't bear it.

"Don't go."

"I'll build you a big house, a car and servants, and Mei Ji, Liu Yongshi, don't refuse people thousands of miles away."

Liu Hong glanced at Zhang Changsheng, seeing a blush on his pale cheeks, Liu Hong was troubled, and pulled off his sleeves.

"But the house was stolen and the thief needs to be arrested?"

"No."

"But there are enemies who want to kill?"

"None."

"Then why are you pestering me?"

"Don't you just want to be friends with Liu Yongshi, Liu Yongshi will give you a face."

Zhang Changsheng grabbed Liu Hong's sleeve again. His clothes, which were not very strong at first, were torn apart after two or three times of pulling.

What is the purpose of pulling and pulling?

With a sound of "stab", half of the sleeve was torn, Zhang Changsheng quickly let go, and said apologetically, "Liu Yongshi, I will return your good clothes."

"No, I won't be polite if you don't leave."

Liu Hong drove the servants away, and these luxuriously dressed servants scattered like birds and beasts when they saw Liu Hong's fierce appearance.

"Liu Yongshi refuses to ask for the sword, so please store this thing. Changsheng can't bear to see the warrior living in a dilapidated house, eating rough food, and wearing old sackcloth."

Zhang Changsheng was holding a small lacquer box in his hand. The box was opened, and inside was a piece of horseshoe gold.

Liu Hong: "..."

"Liu Yongshi is unparalleled in the world, handsome and extraordinary, really makes Changsheng admire him, and wishes to be his best friend..."

"I, Liu Hong, am I a person who depends on others to live! Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being ruthless with swords and arrows."

Liu Hong shouted, and Zhang Changsheng was so frightened that the box in his hand almost fell off. He looked at Liu Hong with reluctance, and seeing that Liu Hong had no room for negotiation, he turned around with a sigh, and the little figure who left was saddened.

"Let's go, Liu Yongshi doesn't appreciate it."

Zhang Changsheng's voice sounded extremely sentimental. Surrounded by a group of servants, he boarded the carriage and left in a mighty manner just like when he came.

After Zhang Changsheng left, Liu's mother came out of the house, and asked Liu Hong what was going on in a daze. drive away."

Mother Liu sighed: "Did you show off your martial arts outside?"

"Accidentally saved him." Liu Hong felt again that he should have let this man fall into the ditch at that time, why was he so owed.

Zhang Changsheng left, and the people watching in Zhuli gradually dispersed. Although they didn't know the truth, they roughly guessed what was going on.This kid Liu Hong is capable and famous all over the world, the rich and powerful in the county have come to be friends with him.

At dusk, the farmer's yard.

Liu Hong whittled a piece of wood with his own broken knife, turning the wood into the shape of a wooden knife.Zhuang Lan watched from the side. She was sitting on the wooden porch with her cheeks resting on her face, and she was engrossed in watching.

"Ah Hong, what is the origin of the person looking for you today?"

Ah Yi leaned over and asked curiously.

"It must be a high official, or he must be a gentleman of a wealthy family! Look at how gorgeous the carriage is, and there are so many servants!"

Ah He also participated in feeding the little yellow chicken in the courtyard.

"do not know."

Liu Hong looked up at Zhuang Yang. Zhuang Yang was sitting on the mat with his hands resting on the desk, thinking deeply.

The sunset draped over him, like red flowers adorning his white robe, reflecting his beautiful face.

"Brother Ahong, you won't go with him, will you?"

"Why should I go with him?"

"He's so rich, and he also wants to give Brother Ah Hong a sword, and many other things."

Zhuang Lan could see clearly from the other side, and that person was still teasing Brother A Hong.

"Erlang is here, how can you, Brother Hong, be willing to leave?"

A Yi teased him, but he didn't mean anything, he just saw that Liu Hong would go to the dealer to find Erlang almost every day.

Liu Hong looked at Zhuang Yang. Zhuang Yang had raised his head and was looking at him at this moment, looking at each other. Zhuang Yang smiled gently as usual.Liu Hong thought that Erlang must have seen the scene where the man pulled him, and Liu Hong was quite concerned about this matter.

Everyone in the courtyard was discussing today's visitor, but Zhuang Yang was the only one who remained silent. He kept accounts and made plans without distraction.

Before the sun set, Liu Hong sharpened the wooden knife and handed it to Zhuang Lan. Zhuang Lan danced in a decent manner and yelled loudly.Ahe, who was washing dishes by the well, said, "Girl, how can you wield a knife and a gun? You won't be able to get married in the future." Zhuang Lan said, "Girls have to learn martial arts, so they won't be bullied." She also proudly asked Liu Hong: "Brother Ah Hong, do you think so?"

Liu Hong remained silent, holding a bamboo branch to guide Zhuang Lan's posture, and said, "Hold the handle of the knife with both hands, hold it tight!" Zhuang Lan obeyed, exerting all her strength.

"Chop! Watch my steps."

Liu Hong demonstrated a chopping movement. Under the setting sun, his figure was very handsome, which made Zhuang Lan a nympho.Naturally, it's not Liu Hong who is a nympho, but he thinks that he must be extremely handsome if he makes this move.

Zhuang Yang stood by the wooden beam and watched. He was followed by a big yellow dog. The tapir cub that always followed Zhuang Yang back then had grown up and was sent back to the forest.In the past two years, perhaps the bamboo shoots have already lived a life of raising young in the forest.The bamboo shoot is a female tapir.

Zhuang Lan studied well. She is a girl, and her movements of wielding a wooden knife are clean and neat, no worse than boys.Liu Hong never thought that a rich man with money would be a bad friend, but he paid a wooden knife to teach such a little girl.

Hearing the sound of drinking and haha, Zhuang's mother came out of the house, holding a baby boy in her arms.Jewelry hung on the baby's neck, hands and feet, and the bell was ringing. He was wearing bright red clothes, with a round face and a strand of hair on his head.Zhuang's mother came to Zhuang Yang's side, and the baby boy stretched out his plump little hand towards Zhuang Yang, and said in a childlike voice, "Uncle, hug me." Zhuang Yang smiled, and took his nephew from his mother, Holding his fat, round buttocks in his arms.The little guy is soft and cute, and he is stuck in Zhuang Yang's arms, quietly.

"Lan'er was cast in the wrong womb. Girls don't like needlework, but prefer these men's things."

"Aunt, the world is not peaceful, she can protect herself by practicing martial arts."

"I don't know what kind of husband-in-law will dare to marry her when she grows up."

Zhuang's mother was troubled when she mentioned this matter.

"Our Lan'er, ordinary men can't afford to match."

Zhuang Yang said with a smile, in his opinion, Alan is outstanding in appearance and smart, and he is afraid that he will not be able to marry a good man.

"I think he's fine."

Mother Zhuang whispered, she was referring to Liu Hong.

"This child is handsome, stable and upright, but it's a pity that his family is poor."

Zhuang Yang didn't say anything about Zhuang's mother's words.Zhuang Yang's eyes fell on Liu Hong. The 15-year-old Liu Hong is taller than his peers. He has a resolute temperament and acts calmly like an adult.

Zhuang's mother didn't like watching swords and guns, and wanted to take her grandson away from Zhuang Yang's arms, but the little baby lay on Zhuang Yang's body and refused to let go, so Zhuang's mother had to leave alone.

Liu Hong taught Zhuang Lan two tricks and asked her to practice by herself. He walked up to Zhuang Yang and teased the baby boy.Touching his hands and feet, the baby boy threw himself towards Liu Hong.

"He wants to find you."

Liu Hong clumsily carried the baby boy from Zhuang Yang's arms, and the baby boy suddenly started crying next to Liu Hong, looking pitifully at Zhuang Yang with his small face.

Maybe it's Liu Hong's breath, not as peaceful as Zhuang Yang's.

The baby boy yawned in Zhuang Yang's arms, and Zhuang Yang held it and patted it gently. Liu Hong looked at Zhuang Yang and the baby, and then at the starry sky. The night wind was blowing very comfortably.

"Erlang, Zhang Changsheng wanted to invite me to be his guest, but I did not agree."

"I don't want to die for someone."

"I don't want to leave Zhuli." Leave your side.

Many days later, Liu Hong taught Zhuang Lan a set of saber techniques, and Zhuang Lan practiced it very well.Zhuang Yang called Zhuang Lan to his side and gave Zhuang Lan a light short knife.Admonishment: "When the knife is used to hurt others or yourself, it is not allowed to be used unless it is a last resort." Zhuang Lan took it happily and nodded desperately.

"Ahiro, you come here too."

Liu Hong walked up to Zhuang Yang, and Zhuang Yang took out a long knife with a dark red scabbard, dense texture, fine copper handle and exquisite decoration.Pulling the knife out of its sheath, the blade was extremely sharp, and shone coldly under the moonlight.Liu Hong looked at its color and measured its hardness and softness. He waved it twice to confirm that the blade was forged and cast from hundred-refined steel.

"With your talent, you are worthy of making steel."

Seeing Liu Hong's surprised look, Zhuang Yang laughed.

Liu Hong was moved, his starry eyes sparkled, and he nodded to Zhuang Yang.Liu Hong holds a sword and dances under the moon. He has a vigorous posture and superb sword skills.

In the night, a few stars are exposed, clouds break through the moon, and flowers play shadows.