The next day, in the early morning, the sun was shining brightly, at the entrance of Qinghe College.
Qinghe College has more than a thousand teachers and students and covers an area of hundreds of acres. However, the gate is relatively simple, only slightly higher than the gate of an ordinary house.
Because the first generation headmaster of the college advocated frugality, most of the buildings in the college were like this.
There is a plaque of Qinghe College hanging on the door, with a simple couplet written on the left and right: Wen can govern the country, and martial arts can stabilize the country.
At this time, in the small tea shed opposite, a young man in white clothes with a long sword on his back was holding a tea cup, but his eyes were fixed on the door.
Although Jiang Yuqing had already shown him Qiao Yuqing's portrait, painters in this era were limited, so Ling Feng decided to visit the site in person to understand the target.
Suddenly, a young man in white walked out of the academy and sat down at the table next to Ling Feng.
The young man said calmly: "Boss, have a bowl of tea."
"okay!"
The boss replied, and after a while he brought a bowl of tea.
After the young man finished drinking the tea, he immediately said to himself: "This damn girl, why aren't you here yet?"
After a while, a beautiful girl in a yellow dress, with a long sword on her back, and a heroic appearance slowly walked over.
When Ling Feng saw it, his expression was slightly stunned. How could it be her? He quickly lowered his head to avoid being discovered.
At this time, the girl in yellow looked at Ling Feng for a moment, then spotted the young man in white and sat next to him.
She said calmly: "Brother, what do you want from me?"
The young man said: "Xue Yan, it's like this. My eldest brother wants to invite the teacher to Qingyin Pavilion tonight to drink and listen to the piano, but money is a little tight, so I want to borrow some from you."
Liu Xueyan immediately snorted: "I knew you would definitely have no money to spend when you came to me."
The young man smiled and said: "Good girl, when my eldest brother becomes famous in the future, I will definitely pay you back double the amount."
Liu Xueyan took out two banknotes from her arms, handed one over, and said, "That's all I have, so I'll give you half of it."
This banknote is five hundred taels, which is enough for the time being. The young man smiled and said: "Xueyan, please don't tell dad."
Liu Xueyan rolled her eyes and said, "I know, save some money!"
After hearing this, the young man turned around and left.
Liu Xueyan stood up and was about to leave.
The boss came over and said, "Hey, girl, you haven't paid for your tea yet!"
Liu Xueyan's pretty face darkened, she took out a copper coin from her purse, paid for the tea, then turned and left.
Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and raised his head.
At this moment, Liu Xueyan suddenly turned around and stabbed him with a sword.
Ling Feng quickly drew his sword, combined his strength, swung his sword to block, and pushed away the long sword.
"It turns out it's you. It just so happens that I recently learned a snowflake swordsmanship from my master. Let's compare."
Liu Xueyan was slightly stunned, then smiled. It turned out that Ling Feng's move of lowering his head was too deliberate, which aroused her suspicion. She thought it was some wanted gangster who stabbed her with his sword.
Ling Feng returned the sword to its sheath, clasped his fists and said, "The heroine's swordsmanship is superb, and I'm willing to let you down. I have something else to do, so I won't talk to you anymore."
"You know what's going on!"
Liu Xueyan chuckled and returned the sword to its sheath, but she stepped in front of him and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to Yuqing to watch."
Ling Feng couldn't control her, so he had to follow her.
Yuqing Temple is just a small Taoist temple with few pilgrims.
Because no one knows that the temple owner here is an innate strong man who is better than the masters on the human list.
In addition to Liu Xueyan and Taoist Sister Miaoyu, there is only a little Taoist nun who is thirteen or fourteen years old, but she is Liu Xueyan's senior sister.
The little girl has no name, only a Taoist nickname, Hui Xin. Seeing that Ling Feng remained silent, Huixin nodded slightly and left.
Liu Xueyan explained: "Sister Huixin can't speak, don't mind."
Ling Feng shook his head and sighed slightly. He didn't expect that this cute little Taoist nun was actually mute.
A moment later, in a wing room.
Huixin poured a cup of tea each for Taoist Miaoyu and Ling Feng.
"Thank you!"
Ling Feng thanked Huixin, picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Miaoyu looked at Ling Feng for a moment and said with surprise: "I haven't seen you for a short time, but I didn't expect that your cultivation has improved so much. It seems that I made a mistake that day."
Ling Feng smiled and said: "Senior is too complimentary. My cultivation is not worth mentioning to you."
Miaoyu said calmly: "You don't need to belittle yourself. I heard Xueyan said that your swordsmanship is good. If you have time, come over and sit down to learn swordsmanship with her."
Ling Feng nodded and said, "Of course that's good. I have something important to do today, so I'll go back first."
Liu Xueyan said hurriedly: "Don't leave, where do you live?"
"Fu Lin Inn." After Ling Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left. He had to confirm Qiao Yuqing's identity so as not to cause trouble when he took action.
Liu Xueyan looked at Ling Feng's retreating back, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, turned around and smiled at Miaoyu, and said, "Master, I'm going to practice my sword."
"Go ahead!"
Miaoyu looked pleased. Although Xue Yan is an undecided child, he is very talented and loves martial arts. If he can continue to study hard and practice like this, he will surely succeed sooner or later.
Night, Qingyin Pavilion.
There are countless restaurants in Qinghe County, but the most famous one is Qingyin Pavilion.
Qingyin Pavilion, as the name suggests, in addition to selling wine, Qingyin Pavilion also has a beautiful piano player who specializes in playing and singing. The girls in the pavilion are all talented and beautiful, proficient in music, good at singing and dancing, and have an refined temperament. They belong to the category of people who only sell their skills but not their bodies.
Of course, if you can make a girl's heart flutter and recommend yourself as a pillow, that's another matter. To put it bluntly, it is actually a more high-end romantic place. As long as the person is handsome and willing to spend money, how can the girls not be tempted.
At this time, Ling Feng walked into the Qingyin Pavilion. The attic was very spacious, but there were not many people, but everyone was well-dressed and had a good temperament. They seemed to be people of considerable status. Because a purchase here costs at least ten taels of silver, so it is not a place that ordinary people can come to.
He found a random place to sit down and placed the sword on the table.
A beautiful maid came up and said, "Young hero, do you want to drink or listen to the piano?"
Ling Feng smiled and said, "Is there any difference?"
The maid smiled brightly and said: "There are so many people down there and it is noisy, which will inevitably mess up the music. Therefore, if you want to listen to the piano, there is a separate private room upstairs."
Ling Feng placed a piece of silver on the table, smiled faintly, and said, "I'll drink first, and you can bring me two side dishes and a jug of wine."
The maid took the silver and said with a smile: "Okay, young hero, wait a moment."
Not long after, Ling Feng was eating and drinking when two more guests came in.
The leader was an elegant middle-aged man with a fair face and beardless face, and a graceful demeanor, holding a folding fan in his hand. Behind him followed a handsome young man in white.
Ling Feng looked slightly stunned, because this young man in white was Liu Xueyan's brother, and he seemed to be named Liu Yuyang. And the elegant middle-aged man in front of him is Qiao Yuqing, the target of his trip. Can these two people get together?
Ling Feng stared at the elegant middle-aged man and quietly used his detection skills. A strange mental wave scanned Qiao Yuqing like a radar.
The system prompts that the skill detection is successful and you have obtained the following information:
Name: Qiao Yuqing
Occupation: Samurai
Sin value: 188
Attributes: Muscles and Bones 13, Body 12, Body Technique 12, Soul 13
Qi and blood 120
Angry? ?
Kung Fu? ?
Although the detailed skills and cultivation were not found out, it would be good to confirm the identity and sin value.
At this time, Qiao Yuqing seemed to sense something. He looked around for a moment, but found nothing, so he didn't care.
Immediately, Liu Yuyang smiled and said: "Teacher, let's go to the second floor."
Qiao Yuqing nodded and said, "That's fine."
If he hadn't come to listen to the piano, he wouldn't have come. He comes from an extraordinary family and is not short of a few taels of silver for wine.
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