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Chapter 11 Meeting the Prince Again (1)

These words are sincere and sincere. No matter how bold Han Yan is, she dare not stay with a group of men every day. If it is rumored, not to mention herself, even the entire dealer will be shameless.

Yang Qi did not lie. The disciples who practice martial arts in Shunchang Wu Pavilion were all men. Even Princess Yunni, but because of the relationship between the emperor and Yang Qi, they occasionally came to visit her. The teacher in the library taught her some of the simplest moves, just to joke. Han Yan was the first person to study for such a serious woman.

"Mental women are not a problem for others, so today I just want to put forward an idea. As we all know, things are precious because they are rare, and everything should be taken advantage of. Shunchang Wushang is treated equally, so it is unique. If there is another martial arts school that is treated equally, and this martial arts school only accepts female disciples?" Han Yan reminded: "Seniors should also know that not only men come from poor families, but some women are also from poor families."

Yang Qi's eyes flashed and he stared at Han Yan and said, "Are you threatening me?"

"Minister girls dare not." Han Yan said calmly: "It's just a hypothesis. The old senior also knows that women practice martial arts only for self-defense, so the martial arts master in the museum does not need much martial arts skills. A martial arts master like the old senior is useless. As long as a martial arts master who has kung fu, it's enough, but the only one in the martial arts master's capital in the woman's martial arts master is here, which must be very lively."

Han Yan glanced at Yang Qi with his light and put the last straw that crushed the camel back: "Once the Women's Martial Arts Hall is completed, the uniqueness of the old senior will be gone. And the most in the capital is rich and noble families. Some people will understand the assumption of the folk women."

Yang Qi said angrily: "What the hell do you want to do?"

Shuhong and Ji Lan were afraid that the vicious old man in the middle would hurt their ladies, so they quickly turned their backs and protected Han Yan behind without any trace.

Han Yan stared at Yang Qi and said, "Today, the civilian girl came, and Mr. Xunwu is not in a hurry. I just made a suggestion to the old senior. It would be great if I could build a martial arts hall specially used for women. If I were under the name of the old senior, the high-ranking officials would not have any concerns."

Yang Qi felt aroused. In fact, he had such thoughts in his early years, but he just snatched in his mind and passed by. He was arrogant and willing to be unique in everything. If someone else built a women's martial arts hall, it would be a pity that he would lose this uniqueness. If he built a room by himself, although it would be risky, once it went well, he would win a good reputation and gain both fame and fortune, but it would not be bad.

"Your proposal is too bold." Yang Qi calmed down a little bit: "But it is a good idea, what do you want?"

This girl obviously came prepared and there was no free lunch in the world. If you give him advice, you must have something to ask for.

Han Yan was happy and said softly: "It's very simple. After the women's martial arts hall is completed, the little girl wants to enter the hall to practice martial arts."

Yang Qi felt strange: "It's so simple?"

Han Yan shook her head: "I have my brother. After entering the martial arts hall, I want to ask the old senior to teach me personally."

Yang Qi laughed instead of anger: "It's ridiculous! I have only accepted one disciple in this life. What qualifications are your brothers qualified to join me?"

Han Yan also knew that his expectations were higher. Yang Qi had never taught them so many noble officials in the capital. What is the special thing about Ming Ge'er that made this martial arts top scholar look up to him?

She sighed: "It is not a matter of force forcing people to force others, but it is a matter of love. The matter of practicing martial arts by my brother cannot be treated by outsiders. The old senior's martial arts school requires disciples to enter the martial arts school, but the younger brother cannot enter the martial arts school. So I want to ask the old senior to teach it privately."

After saying this, Han Yan was extremely melancholy again. Mr. Wu from Shunchang Wu Pavilion was the best Mr. Wu, and Ming Ge'er could only practice martial arts privately, which was really a headache.

Unexpectedly, after a while of quiet, Han Yan heard Yang Qi's calm voice: "Take him here, I will see if he is qualified to accept my teachings."

Han Yan was stunned and immediately became ecstatic when he heard this: "Senior, are you agreeing?"

"No, even if he has this qualification, I will not be commensurate with him as a master and apprentice. But I don't like to owe favors the most in my life, and this is the reward for your idea." Yang Qi paused the iron lump on his hand, and he didn't understand why he suddenly changed his mind and agreed to the girl in front of him.

Han Yan was grateful and excited, and immediately bowed deeply: "Thank you, Senior Yang."

After leaving Shunchang Wu Pavilion, perhaps things went smoother than expected, Han Yan became in a good mood and a smile appeared on her face.

Ji Lan couldn't help but say, "Miss really wants to go to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts?"

Han Yan touched her nose: "It's always right to learn more about martial arts and self-defense." In her previous life, she was in the boudoir and only learned some poetry and songs. People believe that a woman's talent is to recite poems and embroidery. If these are done well, she will be a talented woman. Little do they know that these are like embroidered pillows, which look brighter on the outside, but there is a bag of straw inside, which is not practical at all. Practicing martial arts and self-defense, practical skills are much more useful than those who are piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

It was already afternoon and the vendors who set up stalls on the street began to pack up and go home. In a short while, the night market would begin.

The night market with brightly lit lights is only when her mother is alive. During the holidays, she can only see it when she has the opportunity to play with her female relatives. The beauty of the lanterns is like brocade, which makes her greedy. One day, she can leave the Sijiao Hou Mansion that imprisons her youth, walk into this vast world, and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the prosperous times.

Shuhong bought some exquisite pastries. When she was in Shunchang Martial Arts Hall, Han Yan asked Ji Lan to secretly hand over the silver to Xiaotong and let Xiaotong bring it to Yang Qi. Although she had an idea for Yang Qi, Yang Qi also agreed to teach Ming Ge'er martial arts. She planned to go to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts, so she calculated it separately. One thing went one by one, Han Yan clearly divided the remaining silver. Shuhong bought some pastries, and when she went back, she planned to keep the snacks of being a lady to eat at night.

As soon as he put the pastry in the parfait, Ji Lan had not had time to put it away, he heard a horse's neigh suddenly in his ear, followed by a rough and hard voice: "Get out! Haven't you seen the carriage?!"

Han Yan pulled Ji Lan over and just stopped, she saw a yellow wooden carriage almost passing by. The carriage rushed out a few steps and stopped. Ji Lan was pulled by Han Yan and twisted her body, and the pastries on her hand were sprinkled all over the floor. She was always fierce and immediately walked forward a few steps and said angrily: "Why are you rushing around on the street? What should you do if you hit someone?"

The coachman was a fierce man, but he was wearing good silk. He heard Ji Lan’s questioning and sneered: “Crash? Where did the unruly wild girl come from? She bumped into the prince and was still shouting here!”

Prince Han Yan was stunned, and then he heard a familiar voice: "What's the matter?"
Chapter completed!
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