Chapter 202 If it weren’t for being extremely thick-skinned

Style: Fantasy Author: Keep punchingWords: 2307Update Time: 24/01/11 16:57:29
Shen Han no longer wanted to talk to her anymore. Talking to her always made him feel disgusted.

"Isn't Ye Xuanguo always confident?

The day before yesterday in Yelan City, the practitioners in the city all said that swordsmanship originated from Yexuan.

So powerful, why do you still need to ask for information about the strength of the people in Wei Dynasty? "

After saying that, Shen Han turned around and wanted to leave.

But Ji Zhi's words became more and more senseless.

"Kendo originally originated from Ye Xuan Kingdom. Although my mother has little education, I still know the basics.

It's just that Ye Xuan has a small number of people. Although there are many geniuses, they can't compete with so many people in Wei.

Moreover, the main reason why my mother came to ask was because she was a practitioner from the Wei Kingdom and always liked to play some intrigues.

I also want your brother to be able to compete with the people of Wei in an upright manner.

If it were purely about sheer strength, your brother would definitely be better than most young people in Wei Dynasty.

Come to think of it, even the younger generations of the Shen family are here, and they shouldn't be any match for your brother. "

After hearing this, Shen Han was already convinced that this was his biological mother.

Living in Yexuanguo all year round, his thoughts have long been shaped into the image of Yexuanguo.

Not to mention myself, Shen Ye, who was already famous in the Wei Dynasty.

Even the young Shen Ao was able to rely on his own strength to dominate the Yexuan Kingdom.

She could actually tell that none of the younger generations of the Shen family were her son's opponent.

Although Shen Han didn't like the Shen family, he was embarrassed to say such things.

Seeing that Shen Han was about to leave, the princess in front of him hurriedly ran to stop him.

"Xiaohan, after all, mother and son have a deep love, so just help mother, okay."

"Didn't I say yesterday that the friendship between mother and son between you and me is over?

Why did today, it turned into a deep love between mother and son? "

Shen Han still had a slight smile on his face.

Listening to these words, if I hadn't been extremely thick-skinned, I wouldn't have been able to say such things even if I thought about it.

Moreover, Shen Han discovered a pattern, that is, those who are truly good to you rarely mention their own efforts.

For example, Mrs. Yun never mentioned the deep love between mother and son, and then asked Shen Han to bring her some benefits.

Many gentlemen in the academy did not talk about the deep love between teachers and students, but wanted to gain some benefits from the students.

On the contrary, it was her biological mother who had never taken care of her and still wanted to get some benefits from her. She kept saying that she was affectionate and loyal.

Thinking of this, Shen Han felt a sense of humor.

Turning around, Shen Han ignored her.

Ji Zhi seemed a little angry, and the words coming out of her mouth started to sound difficult to hear.

"With your temper, no wonder the Shen family treats you badly, no wonder you don't live a good life in this world.

If you don't take advantage of the opportunities presented to you, there will be times when you regret them in the future.

Just live in poverty for the rest of your life.

There is obviously an opportunity to make some money, but I don't know how to seize it. "

Just when Ji Zhi was thinking casually and scolding, Shen Han suddenly turned around.

He smiled and said, "An opportunity to make money? How much can you earn?"

Perhaps she didn't expect Shen Han to answer the call. Ji Zhi was stunned for a moment and thought about it for a long time.

I'm worried that I've said too much, and I'm a little reluctant to give up.

He was also afraid that if he said too little, he would not be able to impress Shen Han.

After a while, he cautiously asked: "How much do you want?"

Hearing this question, Shen Han couldn't help but laugh.

He shook his head and walked into the courtyard where the Wei mission was housed.

Today's conversation yielded almost nothing.

Ji Zhi regretted coming to talk to Shen Han.

Her son was just a servant of the mission, but he was a bit pretentious.

Finally, it seems that the lion wants to ask for a large sum of gold and silver before he is willing to help.

To be honest, Ji Zhi was a little reluctant to part with it.

She already spent a lot of money in various aspects. It would be a big loss to spend more gold and silver to bribe Shen Han.

Back in the yard, Ji Zhi calmed down a little.

In the courtyard, Song Ruizhe was practicing, dancing with a sword in his hand.

In the eyes of an outsider like Ji Zhi, he is very powerful.

After more than ten breaths, Song Ruizhe stopped holding the sword in his hand.

When he noticed Ji Zhi from the corner of his eye, his face fell instantly.

For some reason, he felt annoyed when he saw Ji Zhi.

Perhaps because of the talk about bloodline, I always feel that my talent is not good enough, and it is because Ji Zhi's bloodline is holding me back.

"You don't practice martial arts, so what are you looking at?"

He spoke indifferently, as if he didn't regard Ji Zhi as his mother at all.

After being said like this, Ji Zhi still showed a kind look.

"Look, mother, she also wants to help you."

"You help me? The only thing you can do to help me is to have a better relationship with my father. That's how you help me!"

Song Ruizhe's face looked gloomy. He was worried about one thing now.

Even in the competition with the visitors from Wei State, he was not even qualified to play.

If he couldn't play, he wouldn't even have a chance to show his face in front of his father.

Song Ruizhe still has a desire to make progress in his heart.

There are actually quite a few descendants in the Three Princes' Mansion.

But except for his eldest brother Song Ruicheng, the others are not much better than Song Ruizhe.

Moreover, Song Ruicheng had an age advantage over him, so he surpassed him.

If he takes a step forward, he may be able to stand out in front of his father and gain countless resources.

Song Ruizhe was a little envious when he thought of those cultivation resources.

He once heard that his eldest brother could take a high-grade elixir every month!

If he could be favored by his father, it would be great if he could be rewarded with a high-grade elixir in March, not to mention every month.

Just thinking about it, I feel like those days are kind of wonderful.

Thinking of this, Song Ruizhe suddenly turned his eyes to Ji Zhi and his tone became softer.

"Can you help me talk to my father about whether I need to be qualified to appear?

My swordsmanship has improved a lot recently, and I heard that in this fight, I still suppressed my strength and purely competed with my skills.

If I can participate, my father will definitely see my potential. "

Song Ruizhe rarely asked Ji Zhi for something. When she heard this, she quickly nodded in agreement.

Although she didn't know what to do, she thought about it and agreed.

At least Song Ruizhe couldn't be more disappointed with himself.

Seeing that his mother agreed, Song Ruizhe's originally troubled thoughts suddenly calmed down a lot.

The long sword in his hand continued to swing, and every move and every movement became a little more powerful.

Ji Zhi saw this scene with a hint of relief on her face.

Although the child Song Ruizhe often disrespected her and looked down on her as a mother, his talent was still top-notch.

Relying on him in the future, I will be able to retire safely.

Children with abilities are more or less arrogant.

Unlike Shen Han, who was actually willing to devote himself to being a servant.

If Song Ruizhe were to do such a thing, he would not do it even if he was beaten to death, based on his pride.

(End of chapter)