[Sword Three] How to break the lady who is a technical emperor

In the summer of 1853, black ships destroyed the tranquility here, and from this, the troubled times began.

Summer nights have never been calm, but today is not like a sweltering night. There is a cool breeze blowing past a bamboo pavilion. Two people playing chess in the bamboo pavilion move up and down the chessboard as they please, chatting from time to time, as if Like friends for many years.

"Little friend Qingluo," the Patriarch of the Wang family picked up a black stone and dropped it on the keyboard. He has always admired this girl who cured his only son. place?"

"I'm not a student of Wang Jixin." Ruan Qingluo replied, "Compared to Master and Zixu Wuyou's seniors, I'm still far behind."

"Nothing?" The Patriarch of the Wang family laughed, "This senior, little friend Qing Luo, is a wonderful person."

"Wrong, there are two seniors in Zixuwu," Qingluo said, "the two of them are indifferent to world affairs, and they don't want to interfere with teaching students and other things. Their favorite thing to do on weekdays is to play chess on the top of the star picking building. I grew up in the valley When I grew up, when my seniors were busy, they would throw me... ahem, and hand it over to the two seniors to take care of me, so I watched their chess games from the sidelines, and I just got a little feeling over time."

The Patriarch of the Wang family listened with gusto, and he said casually, "From this point of view, the era in which little friend Qingluo lives is much more interesting than ours."

"It's just for comparison." Qingluo dropped a son, "Today's chess game, the Patriarch is a little loose, why?"

"Young friend Qingluo," said the Patriarch, "I don't know what you think of the barbarians a few days ago?"

"The world will be in chaos." Qingluo said lightly. "It's not necessarily a bad thing, it's just how you look at it."

"Oh?" Patriarch dropped a son, "Little friend Qingluo is interested in this troubled world?"

"Although the disciples of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley don't easily interfere with the affairs of the world," Qing Luo said, "but they are not avoiding the world, otherwise what is the difference with Kunlun? Now that the revolution is coming, the common people will inevitably experience a catastrophe. This time, it is also in accordance with the way of heaven. "

"But in my opinion, little friend Qingluo doesn't look like the kind of person who would take all the people in the world as his own responsibility, so why do you make moves again and again?" Patriarch asked.

"Of course," Qing Luo dropped a son and said, "I am indeed not that kind of person, but Ruan Qingluo grew up in the valley. Before Ruan Qingluo was Ruan Qingluo, she was a disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley."

In the valley, she can naturally just be Ruan Qingluo, but once she leaves the valley, she will be a disciple of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley first, and then Ruan Qingluo.

"Then," the Patriarch dropped a son, "I have no reason to keep little friend Qingluo."

"I have been taken care of during this time." Qingluo said, "I wonder what the Patriarch's plans are?"

"Me?" The Patriarch laughed, "Young friend Qingluo, if you were me, what would you plan?"

"Let's go." Qing Luo replied without hesitation, "The current situation is unclear, and the Wang family is very powerful. Sooner or later, it will be affected. Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to be prepared to leave at any time."

"But where can we go?" The Patriarch smiled wryly, "There are troubled times on the left and right, even over there, it may not be much better than here."

"According to the Patriarch?" Qingluo said.

"Let's adjust accordingly." The Patriarch dropped a son.

"Doesn't the Patriarch want to visit overseas?" Qingluo said lightly. "The Patriarch can take this opportunity to make sufficient preparations before leaving."

"My friend Qingluo's suggestion, I will consider." The head of the family said with his eyes brightened.

"Accepted." Qing Luo dropped the last seed and said.

"Worship." The head of the family shook his head and called for someone to clean up the chessboard, "Then I won't give it away."

"See you again." Ruan Qingluo nodded and said.

"I really miss it." 26-year-old Wang Ya looked at the long-lost Wang family mansion and sighed. He left Japan when he was 10 years old and went to England. After hearing the news that she was in Japan, he hurried back, but had to Knowing people are gone.

Until the end, Wang Ya couldn't see her properly again, Wang Ya thought with a wry smile.

Ruan Qingluo is a person who does things in a leisurely manner, only in the matter of parting, she is always so fast that people are caught off guard.

He went back to live in the Wang's mansion, hoping to find out more about her, as if this would allow him to fill in the blank of parting from her.

When he saw the girl, he knew he had finally arrived.

That girl was exactly the same as Qingluo in his memory, he hugged the girl and felt that he could never let go.

"Hey," he said with a smile to the girl in his arms, "do you want to hear about your mother? She used to be a very powerful gentleman."

When Qingluo met a young man named Keisuke Shannan, it was the proof of her integration into this era.

"How much is this?" the girl in black clothes asked seriously.

"..." The peddler, who couldn't understand anything, looked at her innocently.

Ruan Qingluo frowned with a headache. She lived too comfortably, which made her Japanese proficiency a little bit worse, and now it has reached the point where no one can understand it.

In the center of the busy city, she was in a daze with a serious face, and at this moment, a chuckle came from beside her.

Keisuke Shannan noticed the girl when she appeared, and in the bustling crowd, the leisurely girl stood out like the sun.After watching for a while, he decided to strike up a conversation. At this moment, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the girl's broken Japanese.

Looking at the girl who turned her head, he said in Chinese: "Girl, it seems that you are in trouble?"

That girl was Ruan Qingluo who left the Wang family.

After leaving the Wang family, Ruan Qingluo became a vagrant. Before leaving, the Wang family gave her a lot of money and materials, so she didn't need to worry at all. She wandered around a few places at random and came to the Sendai Domain.Hearing the laughter, she followed the sound and saw a 20-year-old young man looking at her with a smile, speaking Chinese that was very kind to her.

[Congratulations, young man, Ruan Qingluo's favorability towards you has increased by 100 points, reaching the level of 'Acquaintance in Jianghu'. 】【Mud!

Almost immediately, Ruan Qingluo took a liking to this young man who was not tall, had fair skin and an attractive face, and a gentle personality.

"Ah," she nodded, "I haven't said the words here for a long time, and I'm rusty."

"Do you have somewhere to go?" Shannan Keisuke said. "I have been very interested in Chinese poetry and Chinese since I was a child. If I don't give up, I will ask you to teach one or two."

"There is nowhere to go," Qingluo said, "Where are you going?"

"Edo." Shannan replied, smiling, "Then, do you want to go with me?"

"Let's go." Ruan Qingluo thought for a while and nodded.

So, the two hit the road like this.

Ah Guang waited for a long time, but she didn't see anyone except a little girl in black clothes who was eating and selling candied haws passing by. Understanding the other party's polite refusal, she had no choice but to go back angrily.

The boy who had improved greatly ate the candied haws that his sister brought back, and said with a smile, "Sister, people have actually come to see you, but you didn't see it."

But Ah Guang thought and thought, but she still didn't expect anyone to be missed by her, so she had to put this matter aside and said to him: "When you are 9 years old, you can go to the dojo."

"Yes," the boy said with a smile, "I will definitely not lose face to the Okita family."

After seeing off his sister, he looked at the candied haws in his hand and smiled silently.

Miss Yokai, this is not an illusion.

However, he is an awkward and somewhat cute person.

In this way, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, he is 9 years old.