There was no sound in the main hall, only shock and the chirping of spring birds coming from outside the house from time to time.
The towering, rough figure shook his head, turned and left the crowd.
After leaving Cui Mansion and mounting his horse, Cui Xuanyue's face suddenly showed joy and he couldn't help but nod.
He shook his head because his grandson had lost face in front of his clan members.
But for Qian'an's sword practice, it was not nothing but a test.
He looked happy and nodded because he found a piece of jade, the rarest and rarest among martial artists.
The Han Ping of the world? No, he saw a unique genius who could practice basic physical skills to the peak.
With a little polishing and all-out effort, you will surely reach the top in the future!
Such talents should not stick to the Cui family, but should be trained in the city garrison to guard Chang'an and regain the land of the Tang Dynasty.
"The family meeting hasn't ended yet. Will the general leave the city now?"
"I have something interesting to tell General Lu personally!"
After that, he galloped away from Cui Mansion and galloped southward from Zhuque Street.
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Main hall.
Seeing that the results of the competition finally came out, Mrs. Cui also breathed a sigh of relief.
Although his favorite great-grandson lost, Qian'an has always been proud, and being suppressed by a mortal of his own age can be regarded as a polishing of his character.
"Master Chen won."
The old lady sealed the coffin and concluded.
Cui Qian'an was stunned until he came to his senses.
He lowered his head in confusion and looked at his chest where the sword point was pressed against him. He didn't even know how he lost.
Opposite him, Chen Yanjun sheathed his sword, patted him on the shoulder with the air of an elder, and said comfortingly:
"Don't be discouraged. This competition is actually not fair to you."
After a symbolic polite word, Chen Yanjun took away the Qingming Sword from Cui Qianan's hand and shouted:
"Thank you Qianan for helping me...and the sword."
No one in the audience spoke, only people were in awe.
Cui Wanjun stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Chen Yanjun blankly, suppressing the surprise in his heart in public.
The last time a mortal had such a surprise was when he saw his granddaughter Murong Ye return home covered in mud and blood.
Twenty years later, the Cui family has another outstanding person!
The difficulty in purchasing products is actually not a big problem. The Cui family has plenty of resources!
What is difficult is to advance to the third level of Qi nourishing, and to have the perseverance and talent to practice physical skills to such a level.
Even Murong Ye, who was extremely talented and beautiful, felt that his foundation was unstable after entering the third level. He abandoned his cultivation to reach the fifth level. It took him a whole year to enter the third level of nourishing qi. Then he switched to martial arts and swordsmanship, and he has been free since then.
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But the mortal in front of me took the right path from the beginning.
Although he walked slowly, he walked steadier than anyone else!
This time, Yourong saw the right person.
The only pity is that this child's bones seem to be equally endowed with the five elements. Even if the marrow cleansing is successful, he has entered the third realm of nourishing qi, and his cultivation will not advance too quickly.
By the time Chen Yanjun's rough jade shines brightly and becomes another brand of the Cui family, it will probably be a hundred years later... Can the Cui family still persist until then?
We can only wait and see if a miracle happens.
Cui Wanjun sighed softly in his heart, and showed his majestic approval in public.
"Since Mr. Chen took the risk to save the Cui family members and passed the physical training test, after today, our Cui family will fully support your marriage to Yourong."
"The only requirement is that your cultivation level must be on par with Yourong's. Now that you have successfully cleansed your marrow, you can enter the ninth level within this year and the eighth level in three years. This will be good for you and Yourong."
Chen Yanjun nodded slightly.
Taking a lesson from Rong Rong's ex-husband, Master Jianzheng's request is not excessive, and his guess is even a bit conservative.
If he has some extra skills, he will be able to enter the ninth level tomorrow, and he will definitely enter the eighth level within the year, and he will be blessed with a beautiful woman during the Chinese New Year this year.
Thinking of this, he cupped his fists towards Master Jianzheng and said:
"Thank you, Mr. Jianzheng, for making it possible!"
Cui Wanjun changed the subject and said:
"However, it would be too much of a waste of talent for Mr. Chen to keep such a piece of jade in Nanxianfang."
"Why don't you marry me, Cui Mansion? Cui Mansion's cultivation resources are vast, and you will advance to the next level as quickly as possible..."
"Everyone in the Cui family knows that I have always been very fond of Yourong. With her here, even though you are a son-in-law, you will not suffer any injustice in the Cui family."
Chen Yanjun was silent.
Cui Mansion's resources are vast, but he cannot miss out on the entire universe just because of a sea.
Once you enter the Cui Mansion, you will face many constraints in the future and it will be difficult to choose the path you want to take.
And after listening to Yourong's previous instructions, it seems that he doesn't approve of being the Cui Mansion's son-in-law.
Thinking like this, Chen Yanjun bowed and refused:
"Thank you, Mr. Jianzheng, for your kind words. However, the inner city is very tight and the juniors are used to being rude and may cause trouble. The fireworks of Nanxianfang are more suitable for the juniors."
Cui Wanjun's old eyes narrowed, like thousands of horses rushing towards him. He felt unhappy, but he didn't feel comfortable saying anything in public.
"It doesn't matter."
Then he said:
"I have been holding the third-grade house protection formation for Du Zhaiyun for more than twenty years. Since you and Yourong are unwilling to come back and repay the Cui family, Qiu Zhuo's marriage will be decided by me personally. You two should not interfere with it anymore.
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Chen Yanjun's heart tightened. The focus of this family meeting was indeed Qiu Zhuo, not him.
If you think about it carefully, Lord Jianzheng's request is reasonable and reasonable, and even includes his love for Yourong. Otherwise, there are so many married women in the clan, and no one else has Lord Jianzheng personally running the protective formation for them.
If you don't make some contribution to the clan, it will be difficult for the Yourong family to face so many clan members in Cui Mansion.
Even so, as an old father who was about to take office, Chen Yanjun still wanted to fight for some freedom of marriage for his future daughter, so he said respectfully:
"Yourong and I will not interfere with Qiu Zhuo's marriage, but Qiu Zhuo's life can only be decided by Qiu Zhuo."
"What did you say!"
Cui Wanjun suppressed his anger forcefully.
Not only Lord Jianzheng, but also the old lady, the eldest lady, etc. were all surprised by what Chen Yanjun said.
Yourong's family has not spoken out, and now this is Yourong's own thoughts.
The old lady gave Mr. Jianzheng a hint.
Cui Wanjun said:
"Now, I only give you two choices."
"First, if you marry into the Cui family, the Cui family will give you the best cultivation resources to help you achieve the highest level of cultivation as quickly as possible. From then on, you will be a member of the Cui family, and you will be the Cui family when you go out. Maintain the reputation of the Cui family and protect you.
If members of the Cui family can do this, Qiu Zhuo will be able to make his own decisions about his marriage... he may even not marry anyone at all."
"Second, you stay in the Du Mansion to practice till the eighth level and marry Yourong, but Qiu Zhuo needs to be trained by the Cui Mansion."
Chen Yanjun lamented that it was too difficult to fight for the freedom of marriage for the daughter of a genius in a feudal society.
The core of feudal society is the clan system.
The last time we were at Cui Zhai, Princess Ping An came over to cause trouble, but she didn’t come again this time...
Seeing Chen Yanjun's silence, Cui Wanjun gave the most difficult third choice:
"If you want everything to go as you want, you can follow the same rules as before and compete with me. If you win, your marriage and Qiu Zhuo's marriage will be decided by you and Yourong."
"If I win, both you and Qiuzao will listen to me."
Chen Yanjun was shocked, good guy, this old man actually wants them all!
But right now, there are two things he must protect. If he chooses to stick to one, he will inevitably give up the other.
There is no other choice but to fight.
Even so, he still had to make sure:
"No cheating?"
"Don't cheat."
Cui Wanjun kept his word.
Chen Yanjun turned around again and asked Yourong and Qiu Zhuo.
"Yourong, Qiuzao... what do you think?"
Facing Grandpa's majesty, Madam already acted like a little daughter-in-law on such occasions, and only whispered:
"It's all up to the young master to decide."
Qiuzao always looks cold.
"You have carried our whole family to this point by yourself, how can we look at it?"
Qingchuan reminded in a low voice:
"To put it nicely, a son-in-law will always be a son-in-law. Brother Chen, you can't do anything wrong!"
After obtaining the opinions of the three people, Chen Yanjun made up his mind and took the step forward.
"If Master Jianzheng ensures that he will not cheat in any form, I agree to a fight."
Cui Wanjun remained calm and his eyes were as solid as ice.
"Okay, I'm afraid of young people with boxing. I appreciate Mr. Chen's toughness!"
It is appreciation that is why I want to win this piece of raw jade to my house and cultivate it properly.
This time, it is no longer a sword competition, but a more basic fist and kick competition.
This is Chen Yanjun’s traditional advantage project.
The competition begins.
He and Master Jianzheng stood at opposite corners.
The crowd was no longer nervous, but was imagining the scene of Chen Yanjun entering his father-in-law Cui's house.
The faces of the men in the clan were heavy and mostly displeased.
The female students, on the other hand, were imagining: Even if Chen Yanjun was a handsome husband, seeing him every day would make people feel happy and add a touch of brightness to the strict Cui Mansion.
This time.
Neither side of the contest was in a hurry to attack.
For some reason, Chen Yanjun felt a little uneasy, especially when he thought of Murong Ye's story...
His father also lost to Lord Jian Zheng in a game of chess.
You know, Murong Yuan is the number one chess player in the Imperial College of Chess today. Master Jian Zheng has been studying weapons all year round and is not good at chess. How did he win?
What should I do if Master Jianzheng cheats secretly and he can't produce any evidence?
At the moment when Chen Yanjun was distracted!
Cui Wanjun's eyes moved, like thousands of arrows being fired.
He claimed that his spiritual veins had no spiritual power, but his momentum was like an overturned mountain, collapsing down and pressing on top of Chen Yanjun's head.
Chen Yanjun secretly thought something was wrong.
As expected, this old man has no martial virtues. Although this aura has no spiritual power and comes from the body spontaneously, it makes people feel like they are standing on pins and needles even though they are two feet apart.
However, at this moment!
A black shadow floated down from the beam, and a light hand landed on Cui Wanjun's right shoulder, instantly neutralizing the momentum.
A clear female voice mixed with the aroma of bad wine, lingering around.