Chapter 146 I want to watch you practice swordplay!

After inspecting four forts in a row, Yang Zhengshan returned to the city.

On the way back to the city, Xie Yuan couldn't help but ask: "Sir, don't you plan to deal with those fort officials?"

Yang Zhengshan looked at him and asked, "Why didn't you get rid of them before?"

Those three fort officials were all Xie Yuan's subordinates. Logically speaking, it would not be difficult for Xie Yuan to deal with them.

Xie Yuan lowered his head and remained silent for a while, then said, "They are Tian Gui's people!"

A sneer appeared on Yang Zhengshan's lips, "Let them celebrate the New Year first, lest anyone say that I am unkind."

In the next two days, Yang Zhengshan visited all the forts outside the city. There were nine forts in total. Except for Shaling Fort, which was in slightly better condition, the other forts were all in dilapidated condition.

After the inspection was completed, Yang Zhengshan returned to the garrison office and said to Wei Cen: "Do me a favor."

"What are you busy with?" Wei Cen has been very busy these days. He has to keep an eye on Yi Shan and others, and at the same time he has to investigate Sha Pingchuan. For this purpose, he has also deployed a lot of manpower.

"Help me check the specific situation of Xie Yuan, Tian Gui and others. The information you gave me before was too crude. I need more detailed information!" Yang Zhengshan said.

The pamphlet Wei Cen gave him before contained information about Tian Gui, but the information on it was relatively simple, and Yang Zhengshan was not very satisfied.

Wei Cen frowned, "This is not our responsibility."

Yang Zhengshan looked at him sideways, this was indeed not what the Secret Martial Guard should do.

"It's not my job to investigate smuggling cases!"

"I'll help you investigate the smuggling case, and you'll help me investigate the situation in the camp below. Isn't this mutual help?"

The Secret Martial Guard is not something that Yang Zhengshan can command, but since Wei Cen is here, he can naturally use it as he can.

Moreover, Yang Zhengshan still believed in the ability of the Secret Martial Guard. He could also ask Yang Minghao or Song Dashan to lead people to investigate, but obviously they were far less useful than the Secret Martial Guard.

Wei Cen thought for a while and said, "I know, I will give you the results as soon as possible!"

Seeing that he had agreed, Yang Zhengshan chuckled and said, "Don't worry, it's almost the Chinese New Year, so it's time to let the brothers relax and give me the results after the New Year!"

Wei Cen didn't want to pay attention to him and said coldly: "I know!"

Yang Zhengshan is a typical example of someone who behaves well despite getting a bargain.

Yang Zhengshan smiled, stroked his beard, and strode back to the backyard.

The New Year is coming soon, and the Yang family is making preparations for the New Year. They are cutting spring flowers, pasting Spring couplets, and hanging lanterns, which looks particularly lively.

"Dad, look, this is the roe deer I just bought. I managed to get it!"

As soon as Yang Zhengshan walked into the backyard, he saw Yang Mingcheng leading two boys and carrying a roe deer towards the kitchen.

"oh!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at the dead roe deer and nodded with a smile, "Yes, let the kitchen prepare it. Let's have barbecue tonight!"

There is a continuous mountain forest to the south of Anyuan City, which is also part of Qianzhong Mountain. The vegetation is dense and there are many wild animals living there, so there are often people in Anyuan City bringing game to sell.

However, although there are many game sellers, there are still relatively few roe deer.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, it is considered a blessing to be able to buy a roe deer.

"Okay, I'll get ready now!"

After receiving Yang Zhengshan's praise, Yang Mingcheng happily urged the boy to run towards the kitchen.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but shook his head in amusement.

Returning to the main courtyard and walking into the main room, Yang Zhengshan saw Yu Qingyi sitting on the Arhat bed in the outer room of the west room, doing needlework.

Today, Yu Qingyi is wearing a moon-white brocade coat and a simple silver hairpin. She is sewing a cloak with her head lowered, looking very serious.

Yang Zhengshan hesitated for a moment, then walked into the west room.

"Greetings, sir!"

The woman and girl who were waiting next to her saw Yang Zhengshan and hurriedly bowed to him.

Yu Qingyi stood up quickly when he heard the voice, "Greetings, sir!"

"No need to be polite! What are you doing?" Yang Zhengshan looked at the white cloak and asked doubtfully.

A blush appeared on Yu Qingyi's cheeks and she said, "This is for adults!"

Yang Zhengshan was stunned.

He really didn't expect Yu Qingyi to make clothes for him.

But he quickly came to his senses, and a warm smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"You guys go down first!"

He drove the mother-in-law and the maid away.

Yu Qingyi felt a little uncomfortable.

"Sit down!" Yang Zhengshan smiled and said, "You keep doing it, and when it's done, let me try it!"

It's a good thing that someone is willing to make their own clothes.

Except for the ready-made clothes he bought from outside, the clothes he wore before were all made by Yunyan and Yunxue.

It is very common for a daughter to make clothes for her father, but a woman makes clothes for a man!

Yang Zhengshan felt sweet in his heart.

He looked at Yu Qingyi and saw that her face was flushed, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

Yu Qingyi felt very uncomfortable when he saw him and couldn't help but said: "Sir, you have been busy all day, so you should go and take a rest first!"

Yang Zhengshan also realized that it was a bit uncomfortable to stare at people, so he immediately withdrew his gaze and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm not tired!"

With that said, he stood up and walked out of the room, but he came back soon with an extra book in his hand.

He sat down at the other end of the Arhat's bed and read a book.

Yu Qingyi glanced at him several times in confusion, and felt a little more relaxed when she saw that he was really just reading.

"Xiaoya, make tea for the master!"

She instructed the maid standing outside the door.

The maid was very diligent and brought a pot of tea in just a moment.

Yang Zhengshan drank tea while looking at the book in his hand, "Can you do needlework?"

"Yes!" Yu Qingyi bowed her head and responded.

Yang Zhengshan put down the book in his hand and said, "I thought a female martial artist like you could only wield swords and guns!"

This made Yu Qingyi a little dissatisfied, "Female martial artists also have to eat and wear clothes!"

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and felt that this was a lot.

Female martial artists also have to eat and wear clothes.

People in the martial arts world are not young men and women from aristocratic families. It is impossible for them to live a life of having everything they want.

In fact, the so-called martial arts world is not a free and easy world. Martial artists in the martial arts world also have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and they also have to work hard for their livelihoods. Even in order to obtain resources for cultivation, their hardships are no less than those of ordinary people.

And those martial arts sects are actually the same. They have to run industries and take care of fields. It is impossible for them to just practice and not care about anything.

"How many people are there in your Tianqing Sword Sect?" Yang Zhengshan continued to ask.

Yu Qingyi thought for a moment and said, "In addition to me, there are four elders and forty-three disciples!"

"So few?" Yang Zhengshan said in surprise.

He thought that there would be hundreds of people in the Tianqing Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that there were only forty-three people.

"It's already quite a lot. We can't afford to support more!" Yu Qingyi said.

"Can't afford to support? Do you have very few properties?"

Yu Qingyi gathered the hair on his forehead and said, "Sir, don't you know the military restriction order of the court?"

Yang Zhengshan thought about it. He seemed to have heard of the military restriction order, but he didn't know the specific content of the military restriction order.

"Not very clear!"

Yu Qingyi was not surprised. The military restriction order was only for the martial arts sects, and many officials were not very clear.

"We can't do business!"

Yang Zhengshan nodded. He knew that it was not only the martial arts sects that could not do business, but also the relatives of officials.

He roughly understood what Yu Qingyi meant.

Jianghu sects cannot do business, so they can only buy some land and real estate, or let sect disciples serve as guards or escorts.

In terms of business, Jianghu sects and officials are still not connected. Although officials are also prohibited from doing business, officials have many loopholes to exploit, such as finding a trustworthy person to do business, so that officials can sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor, or taking concubines from merchants, colluding with officials and businessmen, etc.

But Jianghu sects are not like this. Let’s not talk about the issue of taking concubines. The key is that Jianghu sects have no power, and no merchants are willing to spend money on them.

If they only rely on land and real estate, they really can’t support too many people.

In this way, Yang Zhengshan and Yu Qingyi chatted casually. This was the first time they sat together and chatted.

Through chatting, Yang Zhengshan learned a lot about the Tianqing Sword Sect. Although the Tianqing Sword Sect has a great reputation, it can only be regarded as a small sect.

The entire sect has only a few dozen people, so it is naturally not a big sect.

In fact, there are no powerful big sects in Darong.

Most sects have only dozens of people, and some have only hundreds of people.

This is understandable. If there are sects with thousands of people, the court and government will definitely not tolerate it.

"Sir, do you want to try it?"

Yu Qingyi finished making the cloak and said shyly.

"Okay!" Yang Zhengshan smiled, put down the book in his hand, and stood up.

Yu Qingyi draped the cloak on Yang Zhengshan's back and buttoned the front for him.

Yang Zhengshan looked down at the woman in front of him, and his eyes could not help but be more tender.

White forehead, long eyelashes, a pair of skillful hands flipping clothes in front of him.

These hands are not soft and boneless, but covered with thick calluses, especially the position of the tiger's mouth, the calluses are thick and hard.

Looking at those calluses, Yang Zhengshan remembered that the woman in front of him was not a weak woman, but a warrior with the sixth level of acquired cultivation.

Cultivation is a very hard thing, and Yang Zhengshan is very clear about the hardships.

Practice in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter.

The calluses on Yu Qingyi's hands are from practicing swordsmanship.

Suddenly, Yang Zhengshan reached out and held her hand, "Your swordsmanship should be very good!"

His rash move scared Yu Qingyi. Although Yu Qingyi had made some psychological preparations, Yang Zhengshan's sudden attack still made her instinctively want to retreat.

"I want to watch you practice swordsmanship!"

However, Yang Zhengshan did not give her a chance to retreat, and pulled her out of the room.

"I haven't taken the sword yet!" Yu Qingyi whispered.

Yang Zhengshan stopped, "Xiao Ya, go get the sword!"

The little maid didn't dare to look up at all. When she heard Yang Zhengshan's words, she slipped into the room like a frightened rabbit.

The sky was dim, and snowflakes began to fall again.

Yu Qingyi danced with the sword in the snow. Her swordsmanship was not the kind of graceful sword dancing. Every move revealed a fierce killing intent.

The sword tip was sharp, piercing through one snowflake after another.