Cheng Ling took Mu Sanniang, mother and daughter to practice martial arts. He also taught martial arts disciples and took care of the delivery team. His life was busy and fulfilling.

There is no follow-up to the assassin incident in Fengyu Pavilion for the time being. Ran Wenji made an appointment with Cheng Ling two days after Cheng Ling brought the caravan back.

This time, Cheng Ling met Ran Wenji in his other courtyard, and Tong Mingbo was not present.

Ran Wenji held a small private banquet in honor of Cheng Ling, during which he expressed his gratitude in many words, which need not be mentioned.

At the banquet, the Ran family's servants danced gracefully, and Cheng Ling once again experienced a purely enjoyable version of ancient music and dance with a very beautiful artistic conception. It goes without saying.

It is worth mentioning that the dancers circled their waists, and after the dance was completed, the beauty leading the dance moved forward lightly, knelt down and poured wine for Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling took the wine glass with one hand and helped her up gracefully with the other hand.

The beauty who led the dance actually fell into Cheng Ling's arms. Ran Wenji smiled happily and said: "Okay! A hero deserves a beauty! Brother Cheng, it turns out that this beautiful lady of ours has fallen in love with you. Brother Cheng, why don't you accept the kindness? That's right."

What a wonderful story!”

Cheng Ling:......

She was confused. She really didn't expect such a turn, so she might as well not have stopped the dancer.

The beauty threw herself into Cheng Ling's arms, and wrapped her jade arms around Cheng Ling's waist. At the same time, she leaned her head on her shoulder, raised her side face, and begged delicately: "Mr. Sir, can you take me with you?"

After saying this, two thin blushes flew onto her cheeks. She seemed to be embarrassed, so she quickly lowered her head and hid in Cheng Ling's arms.

Cheng Ling:......

Once again I am glad that I am flat-chested, flat-chested save me!

Ran Wenji put his hands on his hands and smiled, then stood up and was about to leave.

What is he going to do? Make room for Cheng Ling?

Did the ancient nobles play this way?

Cheng Ling finally came to her senses. She quickly stretched out her hand and gently pressed the dancer's shoulder. With a clever move, she slipped out of the dancer's embrace like a fish.

The dancing girl exclaimed, losing support for a moment and her body couldn't help but throw forward.

Cheng Ling had already stood up at this time. She did not reach out to help the dancer, but suddenly picked up a tea stem on the table next to her, lifted the tea stem, and pressed it against the dancer's chest.

The dancer still fell to the ground. Fortunately, with Cheng Ling's tea pole as a buffer, her fall was not serious.

All this happened very quickly, and Ran Wenji had just stood up and taken a step. Seeing this change, he stood aside with his mouth open, and turned around to stare at Cheng Ling, as if he was looking at some special species.

Cheng Ling frowned slightly and looked back at Ran Wenji.

Ran Wenji was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether he should be angry with Cheng Ling for "not understanding the customs, not knowing how to smile and accept kindness, not giving face..." or whether he should quickly apologize to Cheng Ling and express that he "shouldn't be so presumptuous".

After a while, it was Cheng Ling who spoke first. She sighed and said: "Brother Ran, I must not live up to the beauty's kindness. I am really a prodigal, and I can't bear it."

After saying this sentence, the atmosphere seemed to relax, because Cheng Ling was humble at this time.

But then, Cheng Ling stared at Ran Wenji again and said: "Brother Ran, it is not my character to live in harmony with light and dust. I will not comment on the situation of the world. But at least here, keeping maids, concubines, and raising beautiful concubines is absolutely unacceptable to me.

Impossible!"

With that said, she took a gentle step towards Ran Wenji.

Ran Wenji couldn't help but his back stiffened, and on all four sides of the banquet hall, the guards of the Ran family who had been standing silently took a step forward.

Cheng Ling seemed completely unaware and just continued to say to Ran Wenji: "Brother Ran, I'm a little angry. When a man is angry, blood will splash five steps. If I suddenly become impulsive at this moment, I hope Brother Ran won't take offense!"

Ran Wenji's face froze, the lights in the hall suddenly flickered, and a guard behind him pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Cheng Ling raised his hand and shot out a copper coin from his fingertips.

bass!

The sound of metal hitting was like a stream of light bursting out at this moment.

This was different from the copper coin that Cheng Ling shot at Xiao Man last time. This copper coin had murderous intent.

His skills come from Jin's martial arts, which Cheng Ling once longed for, and his magical powers.

In her previous life, she had practiced how to exert force, but unfortunately, the human body had its limits at that time. No matter how hard she practiced, the things she popped out could not reach the legendary power.

But in this life, with the energy of yin and yang, the internal energy circulates, and under the infusion of energy, this ordinary copper coin seems to have a soul.

The stream of light burst out and scattered at the same time, there were also fragments of the dagger!

The copper coin that Cheng Ling shot out actually shattered the dagger in the guard's hand.

The guard opened his palm, and the remaining sword hilt came out. At the same time, a line of blood pierced and split from his tiger's mouth.

Ran Wenji only had time to exclaim: "Brother Cheng!"

Cheng Ling retracted her hand, her expression softened, and when she looked at Ran Wenji again, she smiled again.

She blew the non-existent dust on her hands, looked at Ran Wenji with a smile and said, "Brother Ran, just kidding, I am not an impulsive person, unless I face a situation like King Linhai, I will occasionally be impulsive.

"

Ran Wenji was still speechless and just looked at Cheng Ling, his heart beating with fear and his face stiff.

Cheng Ling said again: "Brother Ran, you can't take a joke, can you?"

Ran Wenji: "Haha! Hahaha!"

He finally laughed out loud. After laughing several times in a row, he finally spoke completely: "Hahaha! How is that possible? Brother Cheng really knows how to joke. Although Ran is old, he is not so old-fashioned that he cannot understand jokes.

.”

After speaking, he ordered people to take the dancers down, and waved the guards to move away.

Cheng Ling looked at him with a smile the whole time and admired his boldness.

Ran Wenji finally adjusted, and his tone became calmer: "These guys are in the way! What a character brother Cheng is. If he really dislikes Ran, how can those Rufus be here or not?

What's the difference?"

Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Yes, Brother Ran won't rely on me anyway."

Ran Wenji laughed quickly and said: "Hahaha, yes, how could Ran rely on Brother Cheng's account?"

After saying that, he clapped his hands again.

At this time, a waiter came up carrying a large tray with a stack of ledgers on it.

Ran Wenji said: "The ledgers of all the goods carried by the caravan this time are here. Brother Cheng just picks them, and we agreed on 20% as a thank you gift, so that's 20%! Brother Cheng, don't be polite, feel free to pick!"

The ledger was placed on the desk. Ran Wenji opened one and handed it to Cheng Ling.

Cheng Ling took it and took a look. On the first page of the ledger, it was written that Yancheng had one thousand shi of corn!

According to the current conversion method, one stone of rice is equal to one hundred catties of grain, and one thousand stone is equal to one hundred thousand catties of grain!
Chapter completed!