Jiang Ning was very happy after hearing what Zhang Qingshan said.
Entering Qingling Academy means that you can come into contact with the method of accumulating spirits and start practicing the "Kun Yuan Bao Jian" on the bronze compass.
But when he said the next sentence, he immediately raised his face.
Rather than getting engaged to Zhang Fuling, he wanted to focus more on cultivating his own Shinto.
Zhang Qingshan didn't give him a chance to resist, and said with emotion: "Ning'er, your marriage to the Zhang family was originally promised by your father and me."
"Now that your father is not here, my uncle will take care of things for you."
Jiang Ning saw that he was pressuring her with the idea of being a father whom she had never met before, so she could only hold her nose and agree.
The Zhang family competition ended amidst the wailing sounds of the clan members. Not long after, only Jiang Ning and Zhang Fuling were left standing on the martial arts field, looking at each other.
"Since my uncle has decided to marry me, I have no objection. Now that you and I are engaged, the previous affairs can be regarded as wiped out." Zhang Fuling broke the silence, paused and said: "When I succeed in practicing at Linlang Taoist Temple, I will find a way to make it happen."
You came in too."
Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment and turned around to look, only to see Zhang Fuling's back disappearing around the corner.
He touched his nose and suddenly felt that he didn't seem to be so resistant to this marriage.
"Come on!" He subconsciously raised his hand to slap himself, but as soon as he raised it, he put it down again, hummed a Chinese pop song, and skipped back to his room.
The day after the competition, Zhang Fuling left the Zhang family. She was going to Linlang Taoist Temple to report. Before leaving, she left a bottle of elixir and half a jade pendant for Jiang Ning.
"I have carried the jade pendant since I was a child. Today I split it into two. You and I each hold one half as a token. In addition, this elixir has the effect of stopping bleeding and healing wounds. You should protect yourself and wait for news from me."
Zhang Fuling has a deep affection for her family, so when she knew that she could no longer stop his growth, she was smart and agreed to Zhang Qingshan's proposal of marriage.
I hope that I can use my identity to gain Jiang Ning’s sense of belonging to the Zhang family.
As everyone knows, even if there is no such marriage contract, Jiang Ning will not do anything to the Zhang family. The reason is simply because the Zhang family is Zhang Qingshan’s home.
And Zhang Qingshan is Jiang Ning’s only remaining relative in Kyushu.
Not blood relatives, but better than blood relatives!
After Zhang Fuling left, Jiang Ning picked up half of the jade pendant on the table, rubbed it for a long time, and then placed it together with the bronze compass.
He sighed, put his thoughts back, stood up and packed his luggage.
After confirming the quota, he will go to Qingling Academy to practice in two days. According to the rules of the academy, disciples need to eat and live in the academy. Except for holidays, they are not allowed to go out or go home. Jiangning is no exception.
When he was almost done cleaning up, Zhang Qingshan's voice came from outside the door.
"Ning'er, are you asleep?"
Jiang Ning responded and quickly stepped forward to open the door. He saw Zhang Qingshan with a glowing face and holding several oil paper bags and two small jars of wine in his hands.
"Have a drink with your uncle?"
Jiang Ning respectfully took the wine and meat and nodded in agreement.
Opening all the oil paper, the aroma of meat mixed with various seasonings filled the air. Although there were not many dishes, they were very delicate. Jiang Ning glanced at them and felt a little greedy.
"Roasted red-tailed grouse, steamed elk meat, fried bacon with garlic, two pounds of beef and a plate of peanuts. Uncle, these are all hard dishes."
Zhang Qingshan was waiting at the table for Jiang Ning to pour him wine, and said with a smile: "And the two jars of fog truffles in your hands!"
Mist truffle is a famous liquor in Zhuozhou. The liquor is turbid but not yellowish. When poured into the cup, it looks like mist condensed. When you first smell it, it overflows with aroma, and when you smell it again, it is full of strong flavor.
One bite is like a hot flame, burning down the throat and into the stomach. With this strong energy, the fog truffle is deeply loved by warriors.
Jiang Ning had heard about it a long time ago, but never had the chance to taste it. His eyes lit up when he heard this, and he quickly took out two bowls, filled them with wine, and handed one of the bowls to Zhang Qingshan.
"Come on, uncle, you and I will do it first!" Jiang Ning had never drunk this wine before, and it smelled delicious, so he drank it all in one gulp without thinking.
As a result, after taking one bite, his complexion suddenly changed. Regardless of the image, he reached out and grabbed a few pieces of meat and stuffed it into his mouth. Hissing in the mouth was: "It's so spicy, so spicy!"
He also drank liquor in China in his previous life, but even the 52-proof liquor was not as strong as the bowl of wine in his hand.
Zhang Qingshan laughed heartily when he saw this, and like him, he rolled up his sleeves regardless of his image, and together with Jiang Ning, he tore the meat with his hands and ate happily.
After three rounds of drinking, the conversation between the uncle and nephew was also opened up.
From Zhang Qingshan's words, Jiang Ning learned more about his parents, and also learned that Zhang Qingshan and his father had become sworn brothers with different surnames.
He even hugged Jiang Ning when she was a baby.
Jiang Ning listened to him telling him about the family matters that he didn't know about, and a touch of warmth appeared in the depths of his eyes.
When the moon was over the willow trees, he sent the drunken Zhang Qingshan back to his room. Looking at the closed door, Jiang Ning bowed, clasped his fists, and bowed deeply.
On the second day, Jiang Ning walked out of the room carrying his luggage amidst the noise of servants working.
Outside the meeting hall, Zhang Qingshan took the family elders to see him off.
No matter how much they don't want to see Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning will now go to Qingling Academy. When he comes back again, his identity and strength will not be something that the Zhang family's body-tempering elders can afford to offend.
So one by one, they can only hold their noses and accompany them.
"Uncle." Jiang Ning walked to the front yard and saw Zhang Qingshan waiting for him.
Today, Jiang Ning changed into a clean white shirt, with waist-length hair draped behind his back. The ends of his hair were simply tied into a knot with a red rope. Zhang Qingshan looked at him up and down with a pleased expression.
"Brother Jiang, I'm so lucky to have such a good son like you and such a talented person!" Zhang Qingshan praised, but he didn't notice Zhang Jiuzhong and others behind him, whose faces turned dark.
Jiang Ning nodded and walked to the gate with Zhang Qingshan. There were already servants waiting outside the door with horses tied up.
"Ning'er, when you go to the academy this time, you won't be able to come back for a long time. You have to take care of yourself there. My uncle is waiting for you to return as a cultivator."
He patted Jiang Ning's shoulder and took out two sealed letters from his sleeve.
"This letter is for your brother Zhang Xuan. You bring it to him for your uncle." Zhang Qingshan pointed to the envelope with Zhang Xuan's name written on it and said.
Then he pointed to another blank letter and hesitated several times before saying in a low voice: "This letter is for Su Zhao from your college."
Jiang Ning didn't think much and took it respectfully. He wrote down the instructor's name in his mind and nodded in agreement.
"Uncle, don't worry. After we go to the academy, Brother Xuan and I will take care of each other. Just wait patiently in the clan for us to come back."
"Okay!"
Jiang Ning took the reins, mounted his horse, glanced at the crowd, grinned at one of them, showing his white teeth, and then gave Zhang Qingshan a fist pump.
"Uncle, my nephew is gone, please take care of yourself!"
Jiang Ning held the horse's belly between his legs and galloped towards the gate of Meng County.
In the crowd, Zhang Xiao stood behind Zhang Jiuzhong, his eyes full of complexity and fear.
He understood that from now on, the gap between himself and Jiang Ning would be a chasm that he would never be able to cross in his life!