Women's First Swordsman [Transmigration Book]

The corners of Mubai's eyes twitched, he took the bowl, and blew it symbolically: "It's hot, drink it after it cools down."

Then he walked to the chair and sat down, putting it by his hand.

Jiang Cijing followed again, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Miss Bai, have you made an appointment today? I don't know..."

"I've made an appointment with Mr. Su."

"Ah." Jiang Cijing opened his mouth, and finally said, "Okay."

He walked out of the palace gate dejectedly, and Huamei leaned over and asked, "Xiaobai, when did you make an appointment with Mr. Su, why didn't I know?"

"I made an appointment when I returned to the teahouse that day."

"Young Master Su took the initiative to ask you out?"

"I'm dating him."

"Also said that he didn't like Mr. Su, Qi Qiao even took the initiative to ask him out."

"...Why don't you just watch a lantern? Senior sister can come along if she wants to."

Huamei smiled and shook her head: "If you continue to be stubborn, I won't go. It's just for nothing to disturb your interest."

Not long after Jiang Cijing left, Luo Ziyi and Head Luo stepped into the hall.

Seeing them, Huamei also asked: "Brother Ziyi, head of Luo, is there any arrangement for Qiqiao Festival today?"

Luo Ziyi's eyes lit up, and he immediately said, "I heard that the lanterns prepared by Lingyundu tonight are very grand, hanging up the whole street, and fireworks can be set off by the river...Master, should we go and have a look? "

Luo Wangchuan glanced at him: "Have you practiced the swordsmanship taught yesterday?"

"..."

"In the past two days, you have practiced sword for a total of twelve hours?" Luo Wangchuan frowned, "I just want to go out to play, I think you may not even be able to beat Miss Qin now."

Luo Ziyi pursed his lips and whispered, "It's not just Miss Qin, I can't even beat Miss Ling."

Luo Wangchuan's brows and eyes darkened, and he stopped talking.

Seeing the embarrassing atmosphere, Huamei said: "I heard that at noon today, the young lady of the Li family set up a ring outside Yizui Xuan, competing in martial arts to recruit relatives, and the competition lasted until night."

Mu Bai asked: "A martial arts competition to recruit relatives?"

"That's right. Li's family is as rich as a country, and the only daughter is beautiful. She is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Every year, people who come to propose marriage almost break the threshold."

Mu Bai raised his eyebrows, remembering that the threshold of his house hadn't been repaired yet, and it creaked every night when the wind blew.

"Since there are so many people proposing marriage, why do you have to compete in martial arts?"

Huamei said: "Although there are many people who like Miss Li's family, she doesn't like any of them. Miss Li's family is not short of money and fame, but only favors people with high martial arts skills. The martial arts competition is just to choose a suitable husband. , and at the same time let the other people know that she is engaged, so no more entanglement."

"I see." Mubai tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, thoughtfully.

Luo Ziyi said: "Two days ago a friend came to Lingyun Ferry and asked me to arrange a two-day stay in the inn. I asked, that's why."

"This time when the Li family is recruiting a son-in-law, I'm afraid there will be many chivalrous men in the rivers and lakes attracted by their reputation, and they will see many masters fighting with each other." He was not dead-hearted, and lightly touched Luo Wangchuan's sleeve, "Master, I really don't want to go and see." ?"

Luo Wangchuan glanced at him.

"My friend said that old man Bai He might come too."

"Nonsense." Luo Wangchuan waved his hands, "That old man Baihe is so old, how could he get involved in such things... Forget it, let's go and see."

Mu Bai wanted to laugh a little.

It seems that Sect Leader Luo still has a deep obsession with Old Bai He.

Ever since he heard Jiang Cijing talk about Luo Wangchuan, Mu Bai always felt weird when he saw the two of them, so he got up and left after chatting: "I still have an appointment, so I'm leaving first."

He and Su Mo made an appointment to meet at the gate of the teahouse at sunset, and it was not yet noon.

Mubai strolled around the door of Su Mo's house, seeing the disciples of Lingyun Palace nearby and far away were all stealing glances at him, but he didn't dare to enter the house after all.

He went down the mountain alone, took a carriage to Lingyundu, found a small stall and ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, then wandered around the street until noon.

Yizuixuan is a restaurant opened by the Li family. It is very famous in the area of ​​Lingyundu. There are elderly people in the family celebrating their birthdays, and children serve full moon wine. Being able to set a table in Yizuixuan makes them look good.

Before the contest started, there was already a crowd of people's heads outside Yizui Pavilion, Mu Bai looked at it from a distance and felt his scalp tingling.

Just as he was retreating, he suddenly heard someone calling beside his ear: "Xiaobai."

When he turned around, he saw Su Mo standing behind him, not in a wheelchair, but with a black veil.

Long black hair hanging neatly behind the back, holding a folding fan, with a smile on his brows and eyes, he looks like a handsome young man.

"Why are you here too?" The shepherd raised his hand to lift his veil, "You still wear a veil, lest people recognize you?"

Su Mo raised his fan to stop his hand: "I know that you are the only one who pretends to be lame, so naturally you have to guard against others."

Mu Bai withdrew his hand: "How do you know that I know you're pretending to be lame?"

"Didn't you say that in Qinglian Valley?"

"Oh, I remembered." Mu Bai raised his eyebrows, "You didn't admit it back then."

He gets angry when he mentions this.

"You obviously have hands and feet and can walk, but you still want to order me around. Why do you think you are at ease?"

Su Mo smiled and supported Mubai's shoulders, pushed him to turn around, and walked towards the crowd: "Let's go, I let Jinyi Yexing occupy the seat in advance."

Mu Bai got into the crowd, he didn't care about settling accounts for a while, the two of them got into the innermost place like fish swimming.

Jin Yi and Ye Xing occupied a corner of the stage with a good view, gave them their seats, and turned to leave.

"How did you know I was coming to see this?"

"Guess." Su Mo kept his hands on his shoulders, and after passing through the crowd, he almost completely embraced Mu Bai.

Mu Bai felt awkward, patted his hand: "It's all inside, don't let go yet."

It would be better not to shoot, this time, Su Mo even lay all over him.

The black veil fluttered past her ears: "Xiaobai, let me hang it for a while, it's too crowded."

"...Why are you like this?" Mu Bai jumped up and down twice, but failed to throw him off.

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums on the ring was played.

It seems that considering that there are too many people who come here because of their reputation, the Li family sent a big and round servant to the stage. He didn't say anything nonsense, and ended the opening with a few words, leaving the ring to the contestants.

Mu Bai's eyes were attracted by the fight, so he didn't care about Su Mo any more.

The rules of the competition are very simple. The first to stand on the stage is the champion, and there are challengers in the audience who can directly compete on the stage, and the loser will end.If there is a ring master who persists on the stage for a stick of incense and remains undefeated, the servants of the Li family will time him until he is defeated and steps down.

At the end of the contest, the one who defends the ring for the longest time is the winner.

"This rule is not fair." Mu Bai whispered, "If you are lucky and the opponent you meet is not strong, wouldn't you be sure to win?"

"That's true." Su Mo asked lightly, "Then what if Miss Xiaobai decides the rules?"

Mubai really thought about it, and thought about it, and said: "Two people have a round, the winner advances, 32 advances to sixteen, sixteen advances to eight, and so on, to determine the final winner. Within a stick of incense, if he If you are defeated, you will be replaced, if you still stand on the stage, you will win..."

While talking, Mu Bai suddenly thought that he could also hold a contest to recruit relatives.

At that time, he will appear in his original form, and neither the disciples of the Monk Palace nor Jiang Cijing will be opponents.

As for the level of Luo Wangchuan and Bai He, it is impossible to participate.

In this way, everyone would know that Qin Mubai was engaged, and no one would bother him anymore.

Mu Bai clapped his hands.

What a little genius he was to come up with the idea of ​​me marrying myself.

"What are you so happy about?"

When Mu Bai heard Su Mo speak, his heart skipped a beat.

Forget about this one.

However, he usually sits in a wheelchair and wears a veil once he goes out. He must be afraid of being found pretending to be lame.

You won't make trouble, will you?

Mu Bai thought for a while, and asked tentatively, "Do you want to go on stage and make gestures?"

"Who are you making gestures with?" Su Mo laughed, "I'm not interested in martial arts recruiting relatives."

"Oh." Mu Bai was relieved, and his eyes returned to the stage.

The contest went on into the night.

Mu Bai was so hungry that he didn't wait to see the result, so he dragged Su Mo out of the crowd.

"Hungry?" Su Mo asked softly, "Why don't we go to Yizuixuan..."

"Hey, the teahouse is still open. It's really strange. It usually closes when the sun goes down." Mu Bai tugged at Su Mo's sleeve, "The meat buns were good last time, let's eat them?"

Su Mo: "..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mubai turned around and asked, "What's wrong? You don't like meat buns?"

"Not at all."

"Let's go then, they will close later."

Mu Bai dragged Su Mo to the teahouse, and said, "If you don't like stuffed meat, you can also order two vegetarian buns and steamed buns..."

"...You like eating steamed stuffed buns so much?"

"Not only do I like steamed buns, but I also like steamed buns, flower rolls, siu mai, oat dumplings, fish balls, pancakes and fruits..."

"Okay, okay." Su Mo hurriedly stopped him, "I see."

After entering the teahouse, Mu Bai called Xiaoer to serve a drawer of meat buns.

Picked up three and put them in Su Mo's bowl: "Eat more, eat it up, don't waste food."

Su Mo: "..."

"What's wrong? No appetite?"

Su Mo shook his head, grabbed the bun and took a small bite.

While gnawing on the buns, Mu Bai watched him chew slowly, like watching a foreman whose subordinates moved bricks.

Su Mo was stared at by him: "What do you see me doing?"

Mu Bai said with a smile: "Good brother, you are beautiful, why don't you let me take a second look?"

Su Mo: "...I don't see you looking at me too much on weekdays."

Mu Bai laughed out loud, reached out to take Su Mo's bowl, and pushed the name of the dish over: "If you don't like it, don't eat it, you can order something else."

"...Oh, so you know."

"Jin Yi said last time, even though he didn't say everything, he can guess the truth." Mu Bai picked up a meat bun, and knocked on the side of the bowl, "Who told you to pretend to be lame? I'll give you meat buns."

The tone was very fierce: "Eat a hundred!"

Su Mo raised his hands in surrender: "Don't dare again, Miss Bai, please forgive me."

"Are you so afraid?"

Su Mo said lightly: "I'm not used to that dough, it tastes like wax."

"So you eat the minced meat?"

"Ah."

Mubai used chopsticks to separate the skin of the bun, revealing the meat filling, and put it into Su Mo's bowl: "Then you eat this, and I eat the skin."