My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 8 Slaves
Weak scholar?

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard, thinking that he had just overheard what the second son was thinking, and clenched his fists.

Even if it's not a brother, it shouldn't be so vicious, right?
"Shh!"

He punched out suddenly.

The punch landed on a horizontal plum in front of him, and the slashed branch trembled a few times, causing the skin to hurt.

Suddenly, in his mind, the boxing movements that the second son was playing in the martial arts field just now appeared.

The gate was closed in the past.

Standing in the small courtyard and closing his eyes, he replayed those actions in his mind.

Immediately, he separated his legs, stood on a horse stance, opened his arms, and began to slowly practice following the movements in his mind.

Although it doesn't have that kind of momentum and power, it still looks decent.

He didn't want to be just a weak scholar with no power!

After playing a few sets, my whole body started to get hot.

At the same time, panting, legs a little weak.

Physical fitness is really bad.

This kind of boxing is definitely not effective, at best it can exercise the body a little.

It is still necessary to first cultivate the inner strength and heart method, refining the skin and refining the body!
It's still early to see.

He entered the house.

Sit down on the bed, close your eyes, meditate first, and then the map of the acupuncture points and the method of breathing and breathing come to mind.

Soon, he once again entered the state of dozing in front of the brazier last night.

In a dark ground, the seeds began to take root and sprout, breaking the soil, seeing the sun, and growing vigorously after the wind and the rain, the sun and the frost...

in the dark.

A wisp of breath flows and roams in the various acupoints in the body, like a traveler on foot.

Climb over bridges and climb hills.

Overcoming thorns and thorns, winding and twisting...

Time passed quietly.

Outside the window, the sun fell into the west sky and then into the green hills.

Night falls.

A silver moon rose quietly.

Xiaodie hugged her clean clothes and came back from outside.

Luo Qingzhou was in the sleeping room, and clearly heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming from outside.

He woke up from his slumber and opened his eyes.

The airflow in the abdomen, warm, still flows slowly there.

"Master, aren't you in the house?"

Xiaodie folded her clothes, put them in the house where she lived, and walked over.

Luo Qingzhou replied, "It's here."

Xiaodie entered the room, looked at him by the moonlight outside the window and said, "Young Master, what are you doing sitting on the bed? Are you tired of reading? The servant girl is going to get you some food, you wait a moment."

After that, he hurried out again.

After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the airflow in his body before getting up and getting out of bed.

Out of the room, came to the courtyard.

The snow stopped.

But the wind was cold and the temperature was still low.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes and stood in the small courtyard. The exposed skin was aching from the cold wind, but the cold air only stayed on the skin for a moment, and was driven away by the heat in the body, and did not invade. half a point.

"This inner strength mind method is really amazing!"

Luo Qingzhou sighed in admiration.

Immediately, he stepped out of the box and punched the boxing method he saw in the martial arts field today a few times.

The more you play, the more skilled you are.

Although it is not complete, there are only a few moves and a few styles, but after a few hits, the whole body becomes warmer and more comfortable, and I no longer fear the cold wind of this cold night.

When Luo Qingzhou closed his fists, there was an old elm tree with a thick trunk in front of him, and the picture of the leather refining in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.

Body refining first refining skin.

Skin refining requires the combination of internal strength, external force, and medicine to achieve a multiplier effect.

Luo Qingzhou felt that the heat was still circulating in his body at this time, and immediately threw a punch, which suddenly hit the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand.

However, under the protection of the heat flow in the body, the pain disappeared quickly.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand, there was no scar.

"boom!"

He punched again, hitting the tree trunk.

The pain still came and went quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He spread his legs apart and continued to shake his fists, relying on the heat in his body and the hard trunk to temper the skin on the back of his hands.

After punching for a while, he turned around abruptly and slammed the tree trunk with his elbow, shoulder, and back.

The sturdy old locust tree stood still under the cold moon.

After a while, Luo Qingzhou was sweating and panting.

At the same time, the heat flow in the body receded.

The backs of his hands, shoulders, back, and elbow joints all started to ache.

He dared not practice any more, so he had to stop.

Physical fitness is too weak to be in a hurry.

Only step by step, slowly practice.

Soon.

Xiaodie came in with red rims under her eyes, holding steamed buns and white rice porridge.

Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looked at her aggrieved appearance and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"

Xiaodie put down her dinner, tears welling in her eyes: "Master, even those maids and servants are laughing at you."

Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbly: "Just for this?"

Xiaodie said with a crying voice: "Even the servants in the back kitchen are laughing at the son's entry into the family, and they also say that the son will marry a foolish wife in the future."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, went to wash his hands, handed another steamed bun in the bowl to her, and said with relief: "The mouth grows on others, they can say what they want, don't bother, anyway, let's go quickly already."

Xiaodie took the steamed bun, wiped her tears with her other hand and said, "Young Master, will we be bullied by the Qin family after we pass?"

Luo Qingzhou ate the steamed buns, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Xiaodie's tears fell, and she was moved: "Young Master, this servant is worried about you."

Luo Qingzhou's heart warmed, and he reached out and stroked her head lovingly, and said softly, "Is there anything worse than now? Don't worry, I will also protect myself."

After dinner.

Xiaodie brought hot water and served him to wash his feet.

Soaking his feet in the hot water, feeling the little girl's soft hands rubbing against her feet, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.

Xiaodie raised her head and wondered, "Young Master, what are you laughing at?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her thin but beautiful face and said with a smile, "Xiaodie, if I say I feel pretty good now, I'm very satisfied, do you believe it?"

At least now there is a pretty and well-behaved little girl to serve him.

At least when the time comes to get married, there is no need for expensive bride prices, houses and cars.

At least you don't have to worry about supporting yourself.

Much better than before.

All that was lost was some dignity.

But in that world, how many of the people living at the bottom have the so-called true dignity?

The little maid rubbed his feet for him, looked at him with big confused eyes, and muttered, "Young master is so stupid."

Wash your feet.

The two go to bed.

Still one by one.

The moonlight fell on the windowsill, bright and cold.

The two were lying on the bed, both sleepless.

After a while.

Xiaodie suddenly shyly said: "Master, you are about to get married, slave... slave will teach you the bridal chamber, okay?"

While talking, the little girl moved her body shyly.

Luo Qingzhou's hand accidentally touched her delicate little feet, and suddenly thought of what the three scholars who met on the bridge during the day were thinking.

"The figure is slender, soft and boneless, and the jade hands are slender. The golden lotus in the shoes must be small and delicate, white and tender. If you can hold it in your hand and play with it, it is absolutely wonderful..."

Luo Qingzhou is not a saint.

And it's in the midst of adolescence.

It is not that there is no idea about this young girl sleeping in a quilt.

Besides, this girl was originally his.

So there is no need to be humble.

He took the small and delicate jade foot in his hand and measured it with the other palm. It was really small and exquisite, delicate and lovely.

The most important thing is that the bones are naturally small and small, and they have not been wrapped.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, soft and boneless, soft and smooth, he couldn't help his heart sway.

But he soon woke up.

Now is not the time to act recklessly and bully this little girl.

"Master... Master, why are you holding someone's foot?"

Xiaodie blushed, but did not move her feet.

My feet are numb, and my heart is also numb.

Luo Qingzhou held her slender and delicate feet, kneaded gently and said, "Xiaodie, I'm thinking, if the eldest lady of the Qin family is really an idiot, will I really want to have a bridal chamber with her?"

Xiaodie said: "Since the son and her are married, it is natural to have a bridal chamber."

Luo Qingzhou said, "But what if she goes crazy and bites me?"

Xiaodie immediately said shyly: "So son, slave tonight... I'll teach you about the bridal chamber tonight, okay? As long as the son is gentle in the bridal chamber, the eldest lady of the Qin family won't... It won't hurt, nor will it. Become crazy……"

"Xiao Die, the young master is talking to you about business, can you not drive?"

"Sir, what do you mean by driving?"

"Go to sleep, I have to get up early to read tomorrow morning."

"Young master, slave... bridal chamber..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"Master, son..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"Woooo..."

(End of this chapter)