The last time Long Qingyun met Ling Zhiyan, he felt pity for me. Ling Zhiyan was like a docile little sheep, inspiring a man's desire to protect.

Liu Songquan is handsome and elegant, with a great sense of knowledge. There are naturally many women who like him, but Liu Songquan has always been unable to forget Ling Qingcheng. Besides, he promised his daughter that the family would reunite in the future and enjoy the joy of family.

Therefore, Liu Songquan simply became unrestrained to prevent other women from admiring him, and also eliminated the suspicion of the leader Li Yunzong of his gang, giving people a sense of lack of ambition.

It was just a pain for her daughter. Ling Zhiyan saw Liu Songquan's state, coupled with her long-term lack of maternal love, and was depressed for a long time. Last time she met Long Qingyun to rescue her on the road.

Moved by Long Qingyun's style, the girl's first love-loving nature was released, and she felt full of longing.

Zhan Qianheng's previous impression of Liu Songquan was exactly the same as others, but now he saw that Liu Songquan's writing was dignified, atmospheric, calm, and broad, which was obviously the atmosphere of a generation of great people.

The complexity of human nature determines the complexity of personality, but "the word is like the person" is a common understanding of everyone over thousands of years.

At this time, the grand and vast atmosphere of Liu Songquan's writing made Zhan Qianheng realize that he had underestimated the other party before, and Liu Songquan was a rare competitor.

Sometimes, the one who knows you best is not necessarily a friend, but an enemy.

So some people say: "What makes you achieve small achievements is your friends, and what makes you achieve big achievements is your enemies."

Cui Baozhai and Ye Xi fought against the two tigers. After twenty years of storm, they grew and grew stronger in competition.

Zhan Qianheng certainly knew that Li Yunzong and Liu Songquan were the intention of coming here, "I want to find out the truth, and Ye Xi Gang is preparing to develop maritime trade."

Seeing the wonderful fight between Liu Songquan and Long Qingyun, Zhan Qianheng picked up the teacup and sipped a sip of Longjing in front of the rain, which was mellow and long.

Looking at the "Fengsheng Kuai" in front of me, the body is simple, the glaze is moist, and the color is purple and red, just like the sky with the afterglow of the sunset. In the darkness, it gives people a sense of gentleness and elegance.

Zhan Qianheng thought that he was a talented man and made Cuibaozhai rumble.

Especially maritime trade, the expansion is very popular. The business is as far as Goryeo, Fuso, and the southeastern coast, and the farthest to the Mediterranean coast and North Africa.

Although I am smart and capable, and have made Cuibaozhai develop more and more powerful, there are also people in the gang who are not convinced of me.

The eldest apprentice of his father-in-law Zhuo Xiwen, Chu Cuishan, known as "a sword that shakes the south of the Yangtze River", secretly admired his junior sister Zhuo Wanqin in his early years.

Later, after Zhan Qianheng joined Cuibaozhai, Zhuo Wanqin and Zhan Qianheng joined forces, and the two became the love between Qin and Jin.

Five years ago, Zhan Qianheng took the position of Zhaizhu. At that time, many people in the gang were not convinced, and dozens of people were led by Chu Cuishan, the "Sword Shakes the South of the Yangtze River".

Everyone privately believed that in terms of talent, Zhan Qianheng might not be on the Chu Cui Mountain, but he only relied on his wife Zhuo Wanqin to obtain the position of Zhaizhuo as his son-in-law.

After Zhan Qianheng took the position of the master of Cuibaozhaizhai, he increased his efforts in maritime trade and set up a semicolon in Quanzhou Port, Guangzhou Port and Mingzhou Port. In a few years, his business gradually grew, making Cuibaozhai’s reputation resounding in Nanyong, and all the talents were impressed.

As Zhuo Xiwen's great apprentice, Chu Cuishan was quite capable. Zhuo Xiwen asked him to explore Guangzhou Port, which actually meant to be out of the way.

Unexpectedly, Chu Cuishan managed Guangzhou Port in an orderly manner in a few years, which was no less than that of Quanzhou Port and Mingzhou Port that Zhan Qianheng personally managed.

In addition, Chu Cuishan's three sons Chu Zhaolong, Chu Zhaohu and Chu Zhaobao were also quite angry. Therefore, Chu Cuishan asked the gang for instructions, hoping that his eldest son Chu Zhaolong could participate in Mingzhou Port affairs.

Mingzhou Port is the largest semicolon in Cuibaozhai, and is closest to Lin'an City. It has always been Zhan Qianheng’s own town. It took only two years for his eldest daughter Zhan Aoshuang to participate in it. However, after all, it is a daughter’s family, and she is only about twenty years old. She inevitably lacks experience and her business is on a downward trend.

The reason why Chu Cuishan is so confident is that Liu Songquan, the owner of the "Lixuan Pavilion", has found him and wants Chu Cuishan to break away from Cuibaozhai to establish his own business and cooperate with the Yexi Gang to develop maritime trade.

In addition to dealing with the affairs of the court and the world, maritime trade also has to face pirates.

Zhan Qianheng is two daughters. He has not experienced the polishing and training of going out to sea. The wind and waves are high and the waves are rushing on the sea, pirates appear, and there is no fight and tempering between life and death. It is impossible to inherit the career of Cui Baozhai.

Therefore, when executing Qianheng's career inevitably seemed to be weak. Although the last time in West Lake's swordsmanship was a talent for Cuibaozhai, it was inevitable that he would not have the intention of recruiting a son-in-law.

Although Long Qingyun is talented and talented, Zhan Ran is outstanding. His youngest daughter Zhan Aoxue's spoiled temper may not be able to accept Long Qingyun's character.

At this time, the rising sun hangs in the sky.

Liu Songquan and Long Qingyun were fighting fiercely, and the sunlight broke into millions of golden threads and sprinkled on the two of them, as majestic as a dragon and a tiger leaping.

A gust of spring breeze blew by, and the two of them were fluttering in their sleeves, unspeakable and smooth, and they were handsome and handsome.

The sun shines, the golden thread is weaving,

The leaves of the kui tree fall colorfully.

From a distance, it looks like a beautiful freehand landscape painting, with a fresh and distant feeling, smooth and unrestrained.

Inadvertently.

The two of them went around with their pens and swords, and occasionally they were mixed with the spirit of fist and palms, and they fought for more than fifty rounds.

Liu Songquan's brushwork is solemn and thick, and the pen is squatting, and the pen is powerful. Long Qingyun waved his sword in his right hand and slapped the "Songyang Nine Styles" palm with his left hand. He was supplemented with sword techniques and could vaguely compete with Liu Songquan.

Even though Liu Songquan has been soaked in for more than 20 years and has become a unique "Yunlong" brushwork, it has not taken much advantage.

Liu Songquan stepped up his offensive, and the turning point of the "Yunhai of Mo" pen is steep and magnificent.

Long Qingyun waved the "Sword of Breaking the Sky" to respond calmly.

Suddenly.

Seeing that Liu Songquan could not capture the enemy for a long time, he was in danger of fighting. After a quick stroke, he raised his back and slapped the "Qimen acupoint" on Long Qingyun's chest, one left and one right.

It is precisely the "risk place to lift" in the brushwork. This move is contrary to common sense. If you hook the pen, you will catch the opponent off guard.

When everyone saw this, they were shocked and thought that Long Qingyun would be knocked down and defeated.

Zhan Aoxue even exclaimed "ah", feeling sorry for Long Qingyun. She was very shocked to be able to fight with Liu Songquan for more than fifty rounds. After all, Liu Songquan is a person as famous as her father Zhan Qianheng.

Long Qingyun put away his sword and blocked it, it was too late.

In the flash of lightning, the right hand suddenly abandoned the sword, and at this time the right hand happened to be Liu Songquan's left armpit.

At this moment when it was not enough, Long Qingyun's right hand suddenly passed through Liu Songquan's left armpit and suddenly pulled Liu Songquan's back neck. His left hand passed through Liu Songquan's right armpit, and his hands clamped against Liu Songquan's back neck with both hands and stretched hard.

What a good guy, it is actually the "camel board" in Mongolian wrestling.

In a hurry.

As soon as Liu Songquan tightened his neck and loosened his feet, he lost his sense of measure and slid to one side. The two fell from the green tree with a crown of shade.

In a flash.

Long Qingyun waved his hands, which was the thunder-running style of the "Nine Styles of Songyang".

Although it was the palm force emitted during the gap in the landing, it was still strong and whistled towards Liu Songquan like a mountain cutting a stone.

What a good Liu Songquan, who is worthy of being the "Luling Zhiduoxing". He used the palm force of Long Qingyun to find the focus point, jumped behind him and avoided this fierce and domineering attack.

Even so, the moment he landed, he staggered and took a step forward before he stabilized his body.

At this time, Long Qingyun landed steadily opposite Liu Songquan. He picked up the Longquan sword on the ground, stepped forward and bowed to Liu Songquan and said:

"I lost thanks to my seniors."

He has neither humble nor arrogant expression, a modest tone, dignified manners, and calm manners.

After picking up the sword, he gave in.

This action also gave Liu Songquan enough face.

Liu Songquan was not only shocked by Long Qingyun's mellow skills, but also admired Long Qingyun's high mind.

"The soldiers have no constant power, and the water has no constant shape."

Regardless of martial arts, Long Qingyun's mind of responding to the situation is already above him.

What's even more rare is that I picked up a sword and gave in to myself.

It seemed as if I had told everyone that my sword had flew away and that I had lost.

In fact, Liu Songquan knew very well that he had lost. At the moment of his whereabouts just now, if he hadn't been for the price of his injury and jumped over and overturned three feet away, the scene would have been very embarrassing now.

If, as soon as I landed on the ground and my steps were staggering, wouldn’t I feel even more embarrassed?

Thinking of this.

Long Qingyun's mind and demeanor deeply impressed Liu Songquan.
Chapter completed!