Han Xing glared at her and scolded with a smile: "I think you are getting better and better as you go back to life. Have you forgotten what the young lady's status is now? What is her status?"
Leng Yue blinked and reacted immediately.
"That's right. Miss is now the good-for-nothing eldest lady in Xiliang City. Ling Zhengrong is the old prince of Ling Guofu, a famous hairpin family in Xiliang City... Ling Zhengrong, I'm afraid I still don't know about Ye, the daughter of General Dingyuan.
Qingran is the owner of our Yaowang Valley!"
Ye Qingran smiled at Leng Yue.
Leng Yue raised her eyebrows, and all three of them laughed.
They began to look forward to what Ling Zhengrong's reaction would be if he learned that the person his grandson wanted to be his apprentice was the Master of the Medicine King Valley, whom he had shamelessly begged for several times without success.
**
As the most prestigious hairpin family in Xiliang City, the origins of the Ling family can be traced back to the founding of the Donglin Kingdom.
The ancestors of the Ling family were generals who followed the late emperor in his southern and northern campaigns. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was awarded the title of Hussar General. He was once the leader of Donglin's generals and controlled most of Donglin's military power.
With the change of dynasties, many aristocratic families began to decline or even die under the rolling wheel of history. Only Lingguo Mansion has always been prosperous and has always stood tall among the nobles in the east.
The current old prince of Lingguo Mansion, Ling Zhengrong, is Ling Shaoyang's biological grandfather. As for Ling Shaoyang's parents, they passed away in his early years. Although the huge Lingguo Mansion is noble and glorious, its popularity has withered. People have to think more about whether it is possible.
In a few years, will the once-unparalleled Lingguo Mansion disappear into the long river of history?
As the future hope of Ling Guofu, Ling Shaoyang, who is responsible for continuing the incense, has always been Ling Zhengrong's pet peeve.
South of the city, Lingguo Mansion.
Ling Shaoyang is practicing archery at the martial arts field in the mansion.
After losing to Ye Qingran at the hunting festival, he regained the long-lost desire to win.
Feathered arrows flew out from the strings, turned into streams of light, and struck the target not far away in the blink of an eye.
Ten arrows in a row, the arrow hits the target!
There were bursts of cheers from all around, and the atmosphere was very lively. However, Ling Shaoyang on the court always had a calm expression, and his dark eyes were calm.
Still a long way to go!
He knew that there was still a huge gap between him and Ye Qingran!
However, he firmly believes that this gap will become smaller and smaller, and one day, he will surpass her!
This is him, Ling Shaoyang, always so confident!
"You brat, get out of here!"
Suddenly, a loud sound exploded in Lingguo Mansion, startling birds in the green ancient trees.
The people under the guard of Lingguo Mansion have long been accustomed to this, so they subconsciously raised their eyelids and then did what they should do.
Before the words could be finished, a gray figure strode towards the martial arts arena. The expressions of the people watching suddenly changed and they bowed and saluted.
The visitor is none other than the old prince of Lingguo Mansion, Ling Zhengrong!
"What's wrong?"
Ling Shaoyang put away his bow and arrow and looked at Ling Zhengrong who looked like a firecracker, his face expressionless.
"What's wrong? You still dare to ask me what's wrong?" Ling Zhengrong's beard was trembling with anger, "You went behind my back and accepted someone else as your teacher. Give me an explanation for this!"
Ling Shaoyang frowned.
He indeed promised Ye Qingran that he would become her disciple.
Although he felt that Ye Qingran was indeed too young and unsuitable to be his master, but a true man and a gentleman were hard to follow, so he would do it even if he was reluctant.
"I'm going to become Ye Qingran's disciple!" His tone was light, but it contained perseverance, showing his determination.
Ling Zhengrong almost lost his temper!
"Forget it if you do this behind my back, the master you want to become is one or two years older than you. Do you think it's appropriate?"
Ling Shaoyang shook his head gently and said very honestly, "It's not very suitable."
Although Ling Zhengrong was angry, he was somewhat relieved. It's okay, it's okay, a kid can be taught, at least he knows it's inappropriate.
Ling Shaoyang's next words almost sent him away.
"But, I have already promised her, and I will not break my promise!"
"you!"
Ling Zhengrong pointed at Ling Shaoyang, so angry that he was deformed, with an expression that looked like he hated iron.
Seeing this, other people in the Lingguo Mansion were as silent as a cicada, not daring to take a breath.
When Ling Zhengrong was young, he was a strong-willed general with countless military exploits and great strength. Before General Dingyuan, he was probably the most famous general in Donglin Kingdom in the past hundred years.
Even though he is nearly seventy years old now, he is still energetic and has an iron-blooded temperament that is intimidating.
In the entire Ling Guo Mansion, Ling Shaoyang was the only one who dared to talk to him like this.
Ling Zhengrong was really angry. This grandson was very loyal, which made him very happy. However, at the same time, he was also extremely angry because of his stubbornness.
"You brat, do you know that I have already found a master for you outside? I believe it won't be long before she will accept you as a disciple!"
"I do not need!"
Ling Shaoyang said disapprovingly. He, Ling Shaoyang's master, must be recognized by himself, otherwise, he might as well not have a master he doesn't like!
This is his pride.
"You don't need it?! Do you know who she is? The master I found for you is the owner of the mighty Yaowang Valley!"
Ling Zhengrong almost burst into tears, feeling that this grandson really failed to live up to him.
Yaowang Valley! How many people have cut off their heads to squeeze in, let alone become the disciples of the amazingly talented Valley Master?
Yao recalled that when he first met the Valley Master, he was so shocked that he almost thought it was Xuannv descending from the mortal world.
Ling Zhengrong couldn't help but fall into memories.
…
As soon as these words came out, everyone around them shrank their pupils and their eyes froze.
Who is the master that the old prince is looking for for the young prince?
The owner of Yaowang Valley?!
Is it the Master of the Medicine King Valley that they know, who has superb medical skills and unfathomable strength?
If it was really her, wouldn't it be such a pity!
Ling Shaoyang's eyes also trembled.
He looked at his grandfather in disbelief.
"Master of Yaowang Valley?"
Even though he was always calm, his heart was filled with ripples at this moment.
I have never met him, but I have heard many legends about him. It can be said that the owner of Yaowang Valley is an expert he admires.
"Why, do you regret it now? Originally, I couldn't care about who this brat like you wants to be your disciple, and I don't want to care about it, but I really don't want you to miss this one. You have to understand that if you become her disciple
, your wish will come true in the future!”
Although it is the home of Donglin Kingdom, it is only when you see the outside scenery with your own eyes that you realize that Donglin Kingdom is just a small place and how magnificent and magnificent the outside world is.