There was a clear slap in the face, and Leng Tao covered his face and backed away, shouting: "What are you doing, hitting me again!"
Chu Li said in a deep voice: "You should understand!"
"Why do you beat people?" Leng Tao covered his face and shouted unconvinced: "I gave these things with good intentions to help your Secret Guard Mansion investigate the case. What is your attitude? I want to tell the emperor's grandfather to punish you.
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Chu Li said: "Okay, then go to the emperor and say, let's confront him face to face. Why did the disciple of the Guangming Holy Cult escape? How could he know the news in advance and escape, and no one would inform him?"
"Nonsense!" Leng Tao shouted loudly: "Don't talk nonsense and spit on others, I didn't tell anyone!"
"Who said it was you?" Chu Li said coldly: "What are you guilty of?"
Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande stared at Leng Tao in disbelief.
Someone actually tipped off the news!
They couldn't imagine how the noble prince Leng Tao could not know the seriousness of this matter and actually dare to do such a thing!
Chu Li said coldly: "Disciples of the Guangming Holy Cult, you dare to tell the truth, I think you, the Crown Prince, don't want it anymore!"
"Nonsense, why do you think I tipped off the news!" Leng Tao suddenly became smarter.
He found that he had no flaws, and the guy had escaped and there was no evidence. As long as he was bitten to death, no one could convict him.
Chu Li said: "It is difficult to investigate the Guangming Holy Cult, but it is not easy to investigate you?"
"Huh, since I didn't report the news anyway, you can't rely on me anyway!" Leng Tao gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
Chu Li waved his hand: "I'm too lazy to talk to you, so get out of here!"
Leng Tao glared at him fiercely, turned around and walked away.
"Is it really him?" Xu Huande frowned.
Chu Li said: "**Don't leave ten."
"Alas... Prince Cheng, the heir apparent, is too unworthy!" Fu Mengshan shook his head and sighed.
"Commander, I will take part in the rest." Chu Li clasped his fists.
"You..." Fu Mengshan and Xu Huande looked at each other, knowing that this was Chu Li's condition.
Fu Mengshan chuckled and said, "Okay, okay, just rest."
Chu Li clasped his fists: "Then I'll take my leave first!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
"This guy..." Seeing Chu Li leave, Xu Huande snorted dissatisfied.
Fu Mengshan said: "Smart people are like this. They are suspicious and hide their secrets. To be able to tell them in the end is already a huge sign of love!"
"Great Light Sutra..." Xu Huande frowned and said, "I have to ask the emperor about this."
"Listening to this name, it must be closely related to the Guangming Holy Religion." Fu Mengshan said: "We have to ask the emperor."
Chu Li returned to his small courtyard, where Leng Qiu and Leng Qing were practicing swordplay. They were dripping with sweat and warmed up their clothes, revealing their exquisite curves.
Chu Li sat at the stone table and watched them practice, too lazy to move.
He felt suddenly at ease, more relaxed than ever before. There was nothing to worry about in the Duke's Mansion, and Prince An was at peace in the Prince's Mansion, so there was no threat for the time being.
But generally speaking, I feel a little lazy and unmotivated. I seem to be born with a busy life.
There was a knock on the door outside, and Chu Li opened the door himself.
Song Liuying was standing pretty outside the door, wearing an apricot-yellow shirt, looking cool and cold: "General Manager, where are Qiu'er and Qing'er?"
Chu Li stretched out his hand and said solemnly: "Princess, the two young ladies are practicing kung fu."
Song Liuying wandered into the courtyard and frowned when he saw the two women waving their long swords, the cold light flashing, and the air-conditioning.
"Mother!" Leng Qing stopped her sword and came closer.
Song Liuying glared at her angrily: "Look at how decent you are!"
Leng Qing said: "I am practicing my sword, mother, what are you doing here?"
"Hurry up and change your clothes!" Song Liuying hummed.
The two women entered Chu Li's house as instructed and quickly changed into white outfits and came out.
"You girls, why are you practicing swordsmanship?" Song Liuying hummed, "What's the use of practicing martial arts?"
Chu Li said: "Princess, Miss Qing and Miss Qiu are too weak. Practicing swords can strengthen their bodies and prevent them from getting sick."
Song Liuying looked at him and said helplessly: "General manager, they don't know how to fight with others. Practicing swordsmanship is not as good as practicing boxing. Just relax their muscles and bones."
"Swordsmanship can save your life at critical moments." Chu Li said with a smile, "Boxing skills don't work."
"We expect them to save their own lives?" Song Liuying laughed.
Chu Li said: "Does the princess look down on the swordsmanship I taught you?"
"That's not true." Song Liuying waved her jade hands and said with a smile: "I don't want their daughter's family to fight fiercely and lose the dignity of their daughter's family."
"Mother!" Leng Qing frowned dissatisfied.
Song Liuying said: "You still have to get married, you can't dance with guns and swords all day long, right?"
"Why not?" Leng Qing hummed, "It would be nice to be like Aunt Xue."
Song Liuying's face suddenly darkened.
Chu Li said: "How about the princess hires a bodyguard and lets them show off?"
"Huh?" Song Liuying looked at him.
Chu Li smiled and said: "If she can defeat the guards, I think the princess will not object."
"No, I'm not doubting the swordsmanship taught by you, Chief Manager." Song Liuying hurriedly waved her jade hands and said, "I just don't want her to practice martial arts."
Chu Li said: "It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on others. It is better to know some swordsmanship."
"...Okay." Seeing Chu Li's insistence, Song Liuying had no choice but to agree.
Now that the palace is entirely dependent on Chu Li, even if she is the princess, she still has to give Chu Li some respect.
Leng Qiu and Leng Qing became excited.
"Xiao Gu, go get two wooden swords." Song Liuying turned to the guard outside the door and said.
"Yes, Princess." A young man said loudly.
After a while, the handsome young man stepped into the small courtyard, holding two wooden swords in his hands, and handed one to Leng Qing.
Leng Qing waved it gently a few times and nodded with satisfaction. This wooden sword was heavy, similar to the weight of the Qingfeng Sword. It was no different from the Qingfeng Sword in the hand, and the sword skills were not affected.
"Come on." Leng Qing took two steps forward and stood with her sword in hand.
The handsome young man Xiao Gu cupped his fists and said, "Miss Qing, please!"
Leng Qing said: "You take action first."
"Yes." Xiao Gu agreed and stabbed out his sword lightly.
Leng Qing snorted: "Didn't you eat? Be more serious!"
"Yes!" Xiao Gu said hurriedly.
He would no longer be humble this time, otherwise he would really be seen by Miss Qing, so he cheered up and stabbed with his wooden sword.
Leng Qing spun her feet and stabbed out with her long sword.
"Pa!" Xiao Gu returned his sword to block it, and the wooden sword in Leng Qing's hand flew out.
Everyone was stunned.
Xiao Gu's eyes widened in disbelief.
He just used one move.
I originally planned to give in. Even if I defeated Miss Qing, I would still have to fight more than a hundred moves. When it was difficult to decide the outcome, I won a small victory with one move. I never expected that it would be solved in one move.
Leng Qing also widened her eyes. She was so confident that she felt hot inside her body and her strength increased greatly. She could kill Xiao Gu with one sword.
Song Liuying also looked at her in surprise, then looked at Chu Li.
Chu Li shook his head and smiled.
Song Liuying pursed his lips and smiled and said: "General manager, Xiaoqing's swordsmanship...?"
Chu Li smiled.
Leng Qing said in disbelief: "Come again!"
She went over to pick up the wooden sword, pointed it at Xiao Gu, and said coldly: "Come again, draw the sword quickly, no tricks allowed!"
"...Yes." Xiao Gu glanced at Song Liuying helplessly.
Song Liuying pursed her lips and smiled: "According to her!"
Little Gu Qing stabbed out with his sword, and when he came into contact with Leng Qing's cold gaze, he quickly cheered up and thrust out the sword with all his strength.
"Bang!" Leng Qing's sword flew out again. (To be continued.)