Mu Qingyun smiled and responded with a smile.
Mr. Xu still had a lot to say to Mu Qingyun, but after saying a few words, he was dragged onto the stage by Tang Jingping, and went to present awards to the young warriors honestly.
Mu Qingyun, the champion, was simply ignored by everyone.
The rewards provided by Yaowu City this time are actually quite good.
Mr. Xu even included his family's "Splitting Sky Knife" and "Five Poisonous Hands" among the rewards.
But looking at it now, with his daughter-in-law Xia Zhuyu in front, his two sets of basic exercises and secrets are a bit unreadable. Mr. Xu is actually quite happy about this.
He was so happy that he increased the monetary rewards to silver and bronze medals in one breath, which were the same as the champion, with a silver medal of 800 taels, and each was given a sword.
The whole venue was very noisy and lively.
A group of famous young warriors on the stage cheered excitedly for a while, then stood solemnly for a while, their faces full of vigor and vitality.
Mu Qingyun only played with Tang Jingping and Yun Duoer.
"Hey, why do I feel like I'm being excluded?"
Tang Jingping: "..."
The two of them were talking and walking out. Yun Duoer also made an appointment with some friends to go to Mu Qingyun's yard to celebrate again.
Directly opposite, I suddenly saw several young people walking towards me, following Sun Rongjun, who was second in this competition and had the second highest points.
As soon as the two sides collided, Sun Rongjun's eyes heated up slightly, and everyone immediately stopped talking. They greeted him without saying a word and quickly quickened their pace, as if there was a big tiger chasing behind him.
Tang Jingping: "..."
Mu Qingyun just pretended not to see it.
The group of people slowly returned to the yard where Mu Qingyun lived. This morning, the yard was littered with debris, including the two broken guns thrown by Yun Duo'er, and Situ Qingshuang's leftovers after eating barbecue cakes. Wooden fork on the table.
There are also many other miscellaneous items.
Mu Qingyun used to be a diligent person, but now he has been raised to the extent that he is industrious. Fortunately, he has not yet reached the point where he cannot distinguish between grains and grains.
At this time, the courtyard was clean.
The wild flowers have been watered, and there are still crystal clear dewdrops on the petals.
The trees on the left and right are covered with colorful silk.
The whole courtyard is filled with long tables and benches, and a large pot of beef is stewed on the stove that has been set up long ago.
Tang Jingping couldn't help but laugh: "It's so lively. I wonder how Lao Huang and the others drove the good cattle into the ditch. That's how it is."
Huang Siping smiled brightly: "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Tang. It's obvious that I, old Huang, was dim-sighted and accidentally drove the cow into the ditch. My legs and feet were injured and I won't be able to plow the land in the future. Now I can be your daughter-in-law." It’s the cow’s blessing to have a meal on the plate.”
The group laughed.
They all agreed to eat a few more bites of meat, otherwise they would be sorry for this perfectly lame cow.
As early as more than ten years ago, there was no shortage of cattle in the Ming Dynasty. There were even many beef sellers in the market, and wealthy people could eat it every now and then.
Slaughtering cattle has long been considered a sin.
But the habits passed down for hundreds of years are deeply ingrained. If there is something wrong with the cow, even the men who kill the cow seem to be afraid to do it.
The table is also filled with fruits and vegetables.
All kinds of drinks are placed in the most convenient places, and they are all arranged according to Yun Duo'er's habits.
Mu Qingyun smiled and sat down. She didn't even need to adjust the angle of the cushion behind her. She reached out and picked up her favorite pear wine, and poured a glass for Yun Duo'er.
"It seems to me that Mr. Huang has read a lot of books. How come he comes to the gym to work?"
Huang Siping was busy working, instructing several little cooks to help slice the meat, skewer it and grill it, while smiling gently and kindly, "The Lady-in-Law is overrated, but I just studied for a few years, haha, I am a lonely old man, and being able to earn a living in the gym is the greatest blessing in my life."
Tang Jingping suddenly laughed: "Lao Huang is the Dinghai Shenzhen of my gymnasium. No one can be without you."
He said that the gymnasium belonged to him, which was not wrong. He had built the gymnasium with his own pocket money and only donated it to the court.
The entire construction of Yaowu City was funded by the Tang family, Xu family and several other families. It was like the court got a city for free. Because of this, the government always seemed a little weak in Yaowu City.
Of course, it is also because there are far more martial arts people in the city than ordinary people, so the government must rely on martial arts to govern the martial arts.
Tang Jingping's spirit was obviously much more relaxed than before. Unlike the past few days, his mind was racing every minute.
The same is true for Yun Duoer.
For the past two days, Mu Qingyun was sleeping in the room and could not hear the sound of Yun Duoer turning over. Her gun was always tucked into her sleeves and she even slept with one eye open.
Situ Qingshuang, a noble man who pays so much attention to the quality of life, sleeps in a shabby room next to her that is leaky.
All day yesterday, Huang Siping led a group of people to quietly repair his house.
Mu Qingyun was fishing, she didn't say it explicitly, but everyone knew it.
So everyone is very nervous these days.
The grand competition in Yaowu City finally ended today, and Mu Qingyun will leave tomorrow.
And tonight there are a lot of experts.
Presumably that liar can't do anything again.
Mu Qingyun chuckled, but he was not depressed at all.
At this time, the majesty came, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine. Mu Qingyun drank a glass of fruit wine with a wine cup, his head was a little dizzy, but a little warmth suddenly appeared in his heart.
There is no one else in this world who can have such a tacit understanding with her.
Mu Qingyun has had no friends since he was a child.
It seems that I had it when I was very young.
Children all over the village were running around in the village, and she was the same. There were a few of them playing shuttlecock, throwing sandbags, and jumping rubber bands, and they could talk.
Later, her mother remarried and worked everywhere. She didn't know when she started to become a person.
When her mother sent her to her father's house, let alone friends, she even felt a bit terrible that she was the enemy of the whole world.
"Sister Qingqing."
Yun Duo'er's furry little head came over and rubbed against her shoulder, rubbing and rubbing, while reaching out to put the roast meat into her mouth, "Eat, drink, and fight."
Situ Qingshuang let out a breath, reached out and grabbed Yun Duo'er, flicked it gently, threw it into the open space in the middle, and chased it out with the long sword.
The two men fired shots and swords, faster and faster, and the fight spread all over the yard. Everyone began to frantically save their tables, plates, bowls and chopsticks, and they were suddenly involved.
Mu Qingyun casually took out his notebook and started writing and drawing.
Mr. Huang hurriedly came over and guarded her behind with special eyesight. He was nervous and staggered to the ground, trying to block the messy things flying from left to right.
Mu Qingyun couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw his anxious look.
It is rare for Huang Siping, the great butler, to look so clumsy.
