Chapter 91 Sword Test

In front of Qingyu Hall, everyone has already set up wine and ordered to drink it as they go.

Jiang Xuening's alcohol tolerance was really average, and she was also twisted by Shen Zhiyi to drink a little.

As soon as she touched the wine, her cheeks turned thin red, which was really beautiful.

Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but clap her hand and pointed at her, asking everyone, "Look, would you rather look good or not?"

Many of Yan Lin's friends were present, all of whom had a youthful nature.

Just now, it was difficult to look at the girls due to the difference between men and women. However, when Shen Zhiyi asked, many young people, including Prince Yanping, quietly raised their eyes to look at her. For a moment, the young man, who had not yet opened his heart, blushed at her.

Only Yan Lin looked calmly and seriously, bending her lips and smiling, "It looks good."

Jiang Xuening was speechless.

She used to blush only after getting drunk, but now her thin red cheeks have turned a little more crimson due to these simple words, becoming even more eye-catching and beautiful.

Everyone laughed and made a fuss. As soon as they drank the wine and spoke, it seemed as if they had forgotten everything, even their troubles were forgotten.

When Xiao Shu and others delayed their arrival for a moment, what they saw was such a scene.

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She stopped in the hallway, followed by the other accompanying readers and another young man in splendid attire walking behind her.

Shen Zhiyi had just raised her glass and wanted to invite Prince Yanping to drink. When she looked up and saw someone coming down the corridor, she was taken aback for a moment before laughing and saying, "Ah Shu, you're here too. Hey, isn't this Xiao Ye? Surprisingly, you're also here."

The young man standing behind Xiao Shu raised his chin slightly higher.

Hearing Shen Zhiyi calling him by his first name, his lips pursed a little. However, because the other person's identity was quite high, she was a princess, and it was not easy to break out, so he had to smile reluctantly and said, "Xiao Ye has seen the eldest Royal Highness Princess."

Xiao Ye.

Jiang Xuening heard the name and turned to look.

The young man was eighteen or nineteen years old, with eyebrows and eyes that resembled Xiao Shu very much. He wore expensive Tianshui blue brocade and cloud satin on his body, and hung many sachets and jade pendants around his waist. He also wore a long sword with a scabbard inlaid with gemstones. Although greeting the other person, he did not glance at them and his expression was somewhat haughty.

This is the legitimate son of the Xiao family now.

The sequel of Duke Dingguo, the younger brother of Xiao Shu's mother's compatriots, is said to have been born into a dragon and phoenix family back then, which has won the admiration of the capital. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon be crowned as the Crown Prince of Duke Dingguo and inherit the vast Xiao family.

It's not surprising that one's identity is so valuable that they are a bit arrogant.

Just

After two years of waiting for Xiao Dingfei to appear, he still needs to be able to be arrogant and laugh, which is truly his ability.

Jiang Xuening withdrew her gaze.

Shen Zhiyi waved and said, "We are going on a drinking order and drinking. You all come along."

Xiao Shu bowed and said, "It's better to obey than to be respectful."

Yan Lin watched silently, neither speaking nor opposing.

When Xiao Ye walked over, he sat down casually, then glanced at the table, lightly curled his lips, and said, "What kind of wine did you drink?"

King Yanping replied foolishly, "Aged apricot blossom wine."

Xiao Ye shook his head and said, "What's good to drink here?"

Everyone looked at him.

He brought a gilded folding fan with him today, lifted it up, knocked on the table, and said, "If I had known you all came so early and wanted to drink here, I would have brought our Purple Gold Altar to you. It was sent by a group of people from Jiangnan, and it is the best wine."

Yan Lin smiled and remained silent.

Xiao Shu frowned and glanced at Xiao Ye.

Xiao Ye touched his nose as if he had realized something, but his eyes still showed a hint of disapproval. He picked up the cup of wine placed in front of him and said, "Of course, apricot blossom wine is also good. Old wine, good wine, you can drink it even if you make do with it."

Everyone was originally very happy to drink, but upon hearing his words, they found it very appetizing.

Which one here is not a noble son?

The Xiao family is a prominent family that stands out from others, but who can have only a few jars of good wine? If it weren't for today's Yan Lin coronation ceremony, I'm afraid I'll brush my sleeves and leave immediately, and I'm too lazy to pay attention to him.

After all, it was the kind-hearted Prince Yanping. Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly didn't match, he quickly came out to make amends, brought a glass of wine, stood up, and raised it high to Yan Lin, saying, "Today is Yan Lin's birthday. We finally got together. Why don't we all toast him together and celebrate his birthday? How about that?"

Shen Zhiyi immediately said, "Okay!"

Of course, everyone had no objection and stood up together to serve the wine, holding it high towards Yan Lin.

One said, "I wish Prince Yan all the blessings in the East China Sea..."

Yan Lin smiled and said, "Damn it."

A busy person pushed the previous one aside and said, "I come here, of course, to be as constant as the moon, as rising as the sun, as..."

Yan Lin sighed and said, "Vulgarity."

It was Xiao Shu's turn, and she pondered for a moment. She raised her glass and looked at Yan Lin, saying, "I am also vulgar, so I wish the Crown Prince Yan every year the present day and the present day."

Every year there is today, every year there is today.

In the ears of others, this is to wish Yan Lin a long life of a hundred years.

However, when it fell on Jiang Xuening's ear, it became particularly piercing. When she heard Xiao Shu say these words, her face suddenly changed and her gaze suddenly became sharper, looking towards Xiao Shu.

Xiao Shu had a faint smile on her lips, as if she had indeed said these words out of sincerity.

She couldn't judge whether she was unintentional or intentional.

Yan Lin sat opposite Jiang Xuening and raised his head to look at Xiao Shu upon hearing the words. However, his face remained calm and showed a calmness beyond his age. He even thanked Jiang Xuening, saying, "If you could receive a congratulatory message from Miss Xiao, Yan Lin should have remembered it for a long time."

Xiao Shu said, "You're welcome."

Yan Lin turned her head to look at Jiang Xuening, and her calm gaze softened a lot just now. She said, "What do you wish me?"

Jiang Xuening didn't expect Yan Lin to take the initiative to call her. She thought to herself that with so many people present, it wouldn't be enough for everyone to say a word and just get by with everyone.

This time, Yan Lin was a little closer, and everyone looked at her.

She opened her mouth and her mind was completely blank.

Yan Lin looked at her slender fingers holding her wine glass, staring blankly on the spot with an expression of not knowing what to say. She couldn't help but smile, so she reached out and gently touched her wine glass with her own, saying, "If you can't think of anything, then let me wish you."

Jiang Xuening stared at him blankly.

The young man stared at her and said very seriously, "May the bright moon accompany you forever, the gentle breeze accompany you often, and all your worries be relieved to the fullest. All difficulties and obstacles will be overcome."

After speaking, he looked up and drank all the wine in the cup.

Everyone cheered in unison and drank the wine in their cups.

Jiang Xuening slowed down for a moment.

When Yan Lin put down the wine cup and looked at her, she realized that her heart had been soaked in today's strong liquor and was extremely swollen. She also looked up and dried the wine in the cup, and her eyes were dyed with water, bright and moving.

Today Yan Lin is the master, and everyone is talking around her, drinking wine with her.

Xiao Ye, who came from Dingguo Mansion, asked himself that his status and status were not lower than Yan Lin. However, after sitting down, no one paid any attention. As he sat down, he felt more and more frustrated. He decided to put down his wine cup and stood up to look around in the courtyard of Qingyu Hall.

The sword box containing the sword that Jiang Xuening gave to Yan Lin earlier was placed next to it.

He walked over and saw it. Curious, he picked up his sword and looked at it under the sky. He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "This sword looks too simple. It's too heavy on the hand, isn't it? People say that swords are light and agile. How could such swords also appear in the Marquis's Mansion?"

Yan Lin, who was talking to the other person, turned around and his eyes turned cold.

Even Shen Zhiyi frowned tightly.

Yan Lin walked over and said, "Some swords are light and agile, while others are heavy and heavy. Different swords have different paths. Please return this sword to me, Young Master Xiao."

Then he took the sword from Xiao Ye's hand.

Xiao Ye listened to his calm words, but he didn't feel that this person valued him at all. Moreover, he had always lived a luxurious life and was held up by others. Since then, he didn't know what restraint meant. He sneered sharply, "My lord's sword was taught by the famous swordsman Liu Xie in the capital. Is the meaning of Yan's words incorrect?"

The sword of a ranger and the sword of a general are not the same type of sword.

But Yan Lin didn't want to explain to him either, he just said, "If you're right, then that's right."

He was not so good, but the more he did, the more Xiao Ye felt that he was being disrespectful. The arrogance and dissatisfaction he had been suppressing suddenly erupted. As Yan Lin bent over with his sword and was about to put it back into the box, he pressed his hand directly at his waist and pulled out the sword he was wearing!

The light and agile sword swayed and pressed against the Yan Lin sword!

He smiled and said, "Why are you in such a hurry to hide your sword in a box? I heard that Prince Yan's swordsmanship was taught by Lord Yan himself, and Mr. Liu Xie also praised Lord Yan's swordsmanship. Today is the perfect time for the meeting. Prince Yan has received a new sword. I wonder if you could ask for your advice?"

Xiao Ye's sword is like snow, long, narrow, and even slightly soft.

The sword of Yan Lin is three fingers wide, with a blade made of meteorite iron and a three part black and green luster.

He still maintained the posture of putting the sword back into the sword box, lowered his head, and his gaze also fell. It was easy for him to see his own eyes reflecting on Xiao Yexue's sword.

Angry, solemn, cold.

So with a gentle movement of her eyebrows and a tremble of her wrist, Yan Lin didn't even change her expression on her face. She lifted her sword and shook it back and forth, almost flying out of Xiao Ye's hand!

Xiao Ye was caught off guard and was greatly surprised.

Yan Lin was holding the long sword upside down, with the tip pointing diagonally to the ground. Just now, Jiang Xuening was holding the long sword with both hands, which seemed to be struggling. When he lifted it, he didn't realize its weight, and his expression was natural. He smiled and said, "I don't dare to ask for advice. Young Master Xiao, since he has the intention to try the sword, comparing it with others is also harmless."

Xiao Ye's face immediately darkened.

He boasted about learning swordsmanship from a renowned master, and didn't really care about people like Yan Lin who followed the rough and learned swordsmanship. He also saw Princess Leyang and the children of the prestigious officials in the capital all around, and was determined to show off his skills and make everyone look at him. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Good! Look at the sword!"

When the words fell, the person had already risen with the sword.

Everyone didn't expect them to compare, and they were startled.

Jiang Xuening also stood up from her seat at once.

On the contrary, Shen Zhiyi became excited and said, "Oh, it's fun now!"

Yan Lin didn't move at his feet, just lowered his eyes, dodged on his side, and then let go of the sword.

The long sword brushed against his shoulder.

Xiao Ye frowned and wanted to return to the sword to fight again, but Yan Lin's heavy sword suddenly turned upside down in his hand, and the heavy blade curved and hit Xiao Ye's sword. For a moment, there was a sensation of sparks splashing everywhere. Under the tremendous shock of the sword, Xiao Ye almost missed his grip and quickly turned around to draw his sword in order to stabilize himself.

He suffered a loss every time he fought, and he couldn't hold back his face.

With a bite of his teeth, he picked up his long sword and followed his master's instructions, using a variety of dazzling sword moves. However, if Yan Lin couldn't wield his sword, he would often hit the vital point.

"When!"

"When!"

"When!"

Yan Lin was dressed in a deep blue brocade robe, and his clothes seemed to carry a strong wind. At first, he gave Xiao Ye some face and wanted to see his depth. After a few moves, it was discovered that this person was just a flower fist embroidering his legs. After learning a little bit, he became arrogant and became heavy under his hands.

A sword is as fast as a sword, and a sword is as heavy as a sword!

Xiao Ye felt a tingling sensation in his tiger's mouth and couldn't even stand under his feet, while Yan Lin carried one hand on his back and casually struck with one sword at a time. With each strike of his sword, Xiao Ye took a step back and eventually retreated to the cherry tree!

"Zheng!"

A sharp sound.

Yan Lin's face remained expressionless, and the cold, hard, and heavy long sword in his hand hit Xiao Ye's wrist directly. With another thrust, the light and agile snow sword flew out of Xiao Ye's hand like a bright light through a simple practice!

When it fell, it fell onto the steps made of blue stones with a clang.

The onlookers on the corridor immediately took a deep breath.

Xiao Ye's face turned red and blue.

I didn't give him any face at all!

Since childhood, Yan Lin has been studying and practicing diligently with his father. Although he is also a noble son in the capital, he can be placed in the camps of Tongzhou and Fengtai, and can also be on par with the top soldiers. Whether practicing martial arts or swordsmanship, he tends to be practical and direct!

On the battlefield, one cannot defeat the enemy, and the one who dies will be oneself.

This also leads to his sword posture appearing particularly cold and cold, even carrying a hint of intimidating majesty!

After shooting down Xiao Ye's sword, he turned his wrists and held the hilt with both hands. He held the long sword upside down with an expression that was no different from the beginning, without any change. He only stood tall and clasped his fists to salute the opponent, saying, "I have accepted."

Xiao Ye's tiger mouth was still tingling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You!"

Yan Lin's eyebrows and eyes were tinged with a hint of frost, and the previously suppressed coldness finally came out completely. There was even a sharpness that was unparalleled among the children of noble families in the capital: "How?"

Xiao Ye looked at him for a while, then took a step back and sneered, "Well, even a rough warrior knows such a thing."

Shen Zhiyi immediately walked down and stared at him, saying, "What are you saying?"

Yan Lin, however, did not get angry. He just looked up and down at Xiao Ye, and with a calm smile, said, "If it weren't for the Crown Prince, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been so useless."

Dingfei Crown Prince

Few people in Beijing have heard of this name.

But ultimately, the secret secrets that concern the two major clans of Xiao and Yan are still secretly passed down: Xiao Shu and Xiao Ye were both born to Xu Xian, and Ding Guogong's first wife was the younger sister of Marquis Yongyi and the aunt of Yan Lin. Originally intended to inherit the Xiao family, it was Ding Fei, the first wife's eldest son. If it weren't for Ding Fei's unfortunate death twenty years ago, and Yan's wife and Li returning to Marquis Yongyi's mansion, where would Xu Xian have entered and Xiao Ye have grown up? I'm afraid I don't even have a chance to be born.

Yan Lin's words may seem plain, but their power is not small.

Everyone's gaze fell on the Xiao siblings.

Xiao Ye didn't expect Yan Lin to bring up this topic without warning?

His face changed and he was about to explode with anger.

At a critical moment, Xiao Shu coldly drank and said, "You shut up!"

Xiao Ye was suffocated, with hatred in his eyes, but ultimately he didn't dare to speak.

Xiao Shu walked out, still able to maintain some composure, but her face didn't look good anymore. She bowed to Yan Lin and said, "My younger brother was reckless and spoke carelessly, which angered the Crown Prince of Yan. Xiao Shu is here to apologize for him. It is said that my elder brother must be talented and intelligent, but it has been nearly twenty years since this incident, and my father has not stopped sighing and feeling sad.". "Si Ren has passed away, and old things are hard to trace. Why did Prince Yan mention it today? It's so aggressive."

Yan Lin looked at Xiao Shu and walked up to the railing, steadily placing the sharp and cold long sword that had just been placed in the sword box. He said calmly, "Yes, this person has already passed away, and old things are hard to follow. If such a person were lucky enough to still be alive, it would be such a terrible thing, and how many people should be worried and sleepless at night."