Chapter 8 The Happiness of the Rich
"if not?"
Yu He looked like he had little knowledge and said with a smile: "There are other suitors who have not even seen each other who have given away four thousand taels of silver.
"Although this was really just a meeting, and even Wang Qingqing was standing at the door, and Sun Zhengping was standing on the street opposite the door. The two were at least four or five feet apart and had no contact at all, but Sun Zhengping still felt that he was The one who is favored alone.
"So, in the next month, the Second Young Master Sun continued to spend money like crazy, and finally got his wish and invited Wang Qingqing out for a meal, but it was just a meal and nothing else. Damn, it’s said that I didn’t even touch it with my hands.
"I heard when I was chatting with people that Sun Zhengping spent at least five thousand taels of silver this month."
"Five, five thousand!?" Zhou Heng was stunned and opened his mouth: "My grass... plants like grass should grow all over his house!"
I almost cursed.
Zhou Qiongqiong, whose monthly income is no more than two taels of silver, has a somewhat explosive mentality.
In order to chase a girl, Sun Zhengping spent eight thousand taels of silver, which was enough for him to save for more than three hundred years without eating or drinking.
Is this the happiness of rich people?
I also want to become rich, woohoo!
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However, what kind of magic power does this eldest lady of the Wang family have that can make people so fascinated?
Is there anything weird?
"Tsk tsk, don't be envious. With your martial arts talent, it won't be a piece of cake to earn several thousand taels of silver in the future?" Yu He smiled and said, "That's about it. By the way, what did you guess just now? "
"Don't worry, I have one more question." Zhou Heng shook his head and asked, "How is the relationship between Sun Zhengping and his eldest brother?"
"The relationship used to be good, but it is said that the two brothers have often had conflicts in the past two or three months..." Yu He couldn't help being stunned when he said this, and said in astonishment: "You mean, this matter has something to do with Sun Zhengfeng?"
"Yes, I guess those rumors were used by Sun Zhengfeng to stimulate Sun Zhengping, and at the same time to make people in the city pay attention to this competition." Zhou Heng nodded slightly and said seriously: "The purpose is to make Sun Zhengping give up pursuing Wang Qingqing."
"Ah?" Yu He scratched his head and asked doubtfully, "Does this have anything to do with it?"
"The rumors were used to anger Sun Zhengping, making him eager to defeat me or even kill me, and let us compete in front of many people." Zhou Heng explained: "In the end, Sun Zhengping was defeated by me in full view of everyone. , I must be so embarrassed and angry that I won’t have the intention to chase girls anymore.”
"Well, it makes sense." Yu Hexian nodded thoughtfully, but he soon discovered something was wrong, "Wait, this is not right. How can Sun Zhengfeng be sure that you can beat Sun Zhengping?"
"Maybe it's because I'm handsome." Zhou Heng said with a smile.
He didn't intend to tell the story about Sun Zhengfeng testing him. After all, he couldn't explain how he found out the other party's identity. Sun Zhengfeng's voice had obviously changed at that time.
"Tch." Yu He spat. He could see that Zhou Heng didn't want to elaborate, so he didn't dwell on the issue and instead smiled and said: "Since you are so confident, then I'm going to be ready to watch the show. "
"Don't worry." Zhou Heng turned around and pulled out a steel knife and said with a smile, "I'm going to practice."
…
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], with a proficiency level of +2."
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], with a proficiency level of +3."
To be honest, it’s still fun to practice.
Zhou Heng now feels that he is addicted to practicing and just wants to improve his proficiency forever.
Much better than worrying about making money.
He doesn't even want to go to tomorrow's competition.
However, we still have to live and have enough food.
The contest must be contested.
There are ten taels of silver.
Of course, practicing is also important.
Strength is fundamental.
Even if you have learned the Thirteen Swords of Qiu Yu and you are basically sure of victory, you cannot take it lightly.
What if Sun Zhengping desperately tries to improve himself?
What if Sun Zhengfeng suddenly changes his mind when he sees his younger brother losing, and shamelessly goes on stage to fuck himself?
It's possible.
Can't relax.
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], with a proficiency level of +2."
"You are working hard to practice the martial arts "Twelve-Way Mountain-Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade], with a proficiency level of +3."
"Congratulations! Continuous practice triggers the 'Tiandao Rewards Diligence', and your understanding of the martial arts "Twelve Way Mountain Splitting Sword Technique" [Ninth Grade] has been greatly deepened, and your proficiency is +30."
Cool!
Zhou Heng felt very happy and was planning to sprint towards the next "Tiandao rewards those who work hard".
But at this time, Lin Cang suddenly came and pulled Zhou Heng into his independent practice room without saying a word.
boom!
Closed the door.
The light dimmed.
"Master Lin, what are you doing?" Zhou Heng looked confused.
At the same time, he subconsciously took a step back and thought carefully about whether Lin Cang had any special hobbies.
Um.
It seems not.
It should be safe.
Lin Cang didn't notice Zhou Heng's expression and asked directly: "There is a lot of news about you outside, do you know?"
"I know." Zhou Heng nodded.
"Then I'll make a long story short." Lin Cang nodded and asked, "Are you confident that you can beat Sun Zhengping?"
"How much?" Lin Cang asked again.
"Ninety-nine percent." Zhou Heng said seriously.
Even the opponent's best swordsmanship is known. If you are still not sure of winning, you can uninstall the plug-in.
"Why don't you say 100%?" Lin Cang smiled.
"Isn't that what you said, Master Lin? Don't be complacent." Zhou Heng smiled and said, "99% is not enough."
"Good boy! You dare to joke with me."
Lin Cang laughed and cursed, then said, "Seriously, when Changxing Sect selects outer disciples, it is not only based on strength, but also on talent and local reputation.
"But your reputation is not as good as that of the people in the other two martial arts halls. It was originally a shortcoming. Now that the Sun family has done this, it just helps a lot. Of course, the premise of all this is that you can beat Sun Zhengping. "
"Master Lin, don't worry." Zhou Heng nodded and smiled, "I will definitely win! ”
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Northern District of Huangtong Prefecture.
Sun Family.
Sun Zhengfeng was drinking tea in a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and a pretty maid was reporting to him about the situation outside this morning, mainly the spread of rumors.
The survey results showed that most people in Huangtong Prefecture knew about this matter, and they were all bragging about Zhou Heng's belittling of Sun Zhengping. The attention to tomorrow's competition has also become extremely high.
It is estimated that there will be thousands or even tens of thousands of people watching at that time.
"Second brother, second brother, it's not that I want to target you, it's really that you are obsessed and have been seduced by the witch of the Wang family. I can only tear your confidence apart and let you give up that woman. "
Sun Zhengfeng sighed slightly in his heart, and couldn't help but think of the time when his two brothers were in harmony before, and he thought with some guilt, "When your spirit recovers and you are no longer obsessed with that woman, I will catch Zhou Heng and let you kill him with your own hands to vent your anger. "
From the beginning to the end, he just regarded Zhou Heng as a tool that could be used.
It didn't matter whether he lived or died.
...
At the same time, in a room in the Sun family's courtyard.
Sun Zhengping looked at the rumors that the servants had copied from outside with an extremely gloomy face. He was so angry that he was shaking all over, gritting his teeth, and clenching his fists.
"Good, good, good! You are really my good brother! Do you look down on me so much?
"Are you so sure that the peasant can defeat me, break my confidence, and let me give up Miss Wang?
"You are dreaming!"
He crumpled the paper with the rumors into a ball, threw it on the ground, and then carefully took out a jade box from his arms.
He held the jade box in his hand, and his expression became soft and full of joy.
"With this thing, that peasant can never beat me! And this is given to me by Miss Wang. She really misses me!
"I can't lose!"