Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Jiang Qingyu smiled wryly:

"Yes."

"I'm afraid the old Juggernaut didn't expect that I would get the inheritance he left behind seven years later."

Then, he stopped his gaze on the last line of the paper.

next moment.

His eyes narrowed suddenly.

I saw it read:

Emperor Jinghong intends to betroth Princess Jingli to Fan Yu.

Chapter 193 Congratulatory Gift from the Old Housekeeper Xu Erhu

Fan Yu, it's Fan Yu again!

It's really a narrow road!

Seeing that Jing Hong wanted to betroth Jing Li to Fan Yu, Jiang Qingyu subconsciously developed a trace of hostility towards this student from Jixia Academy.

"I heard from the old sword master that his master, Cheng Zhe, was originally a poor painter. He had an epiphany when he painted the finishing touch 12 years ago."

"This man was highly regarded by Jing Hong, and later married a princess, but on the day of marriage, the original wife who supported him with embroidery and weaving for painting practice hanged herself."

"After gaining power, he abandoned or even forced his original wife to death. Such a shameless person is also worthy of being a teacher?"

"Eleven years later, Cheng Zhe has taught another student who has an epiphany."

"It's ridiculous that that student is now called by Jing Hong to be his son-in-law!"

Jiang Qingyu sneered a few times:

"After so many years, why hasn't Jing's lineage's methods of winning people's hearts improved at all?"

"Jixia Academy, as a sacred place of Confucianism, has always been the most concerned about etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. Is it possible that they will sit back and watch the master and apprentice become brothers-in-law?"

"Where is the ethics!"

On the side, Jiang Shan, who didn't know Jing Li's identity, was a little confused:

"My lord, the most important thing right now is the contest with Fan Yu, not a marriage gift!"

"Fan Yu is a student of Confucianism. He has studied knowledge for half his life. Swordsmanship is not his forte. However, he was promoted to Xiantian for less than a year, but he can easily kill a master in the middle stage of Fate Star Realm with just a gentleman's sword!"

"And it's been less than three months since you got the inheritance of the old sword master, and your cultivation level is less than the fifth grade of Houtian. How can you defeat him in one month?"

At this moment, Jiang Shan's face was full of sadness.

After conquering Beidi, Jiang Qingyu's reputation will definitely increase, and there will definitely be countless young people who want to improve their reputation by defeating him!

However, Jiang Qingyu's martial arts cultivation is not outstanding, so he can refuse them one by one without giving others a chance.

But this time, it was the old Juggernaut who asked, so he had to go!

"The old sword master is also true, why don't you give Shizi a little more time?"

"Including the next month, the young master has only practiced swords for more than three months. Even the old sword master himself, it is absolutely impossible to learn swords and be promoted to Xiantian in three months!"

"Isn't this clearly asking you to fight a contest that you must lose!"

Jiang Qingyu frowned deeply.

For him, defeating Fan Yu was not difficult.

During this period of time in Beidi, he never delayed his swordsmanship practice, so he can absorb a lot of sword energy in the next few days, and his martial arts cultivation will usher in a period of explosion.

Moreover, the physical body only needs to be upgraded by one level before it can start to break through the Yin God.

After breaking through the Yin God, his Yin Body is as strong as the Star Reaching Realm. Even if he doesn't use his Yin Body, when he is awake, his main body with one-tenth of the Yin Body's strength is enough to deal with any opponents at or below the Sunshine Realm!

only……

How to use reasonable strength to defeat Fan Yu and try to reduce the suspicion of the royal family is a big problem!

"Buddhism and Confucianism are the bane of demons. It is reasonable for Fan Yu to kill a demon in the middle stage of the Star Realm."

"What I practice is not the way of magic, but the upright way of the sword master. If I am promoted to Xiantian, I may not be inferior to him."

Jiang Qingyu smiled confidently.

But Jiang Shan sighed lightly, not thinking that there would be a miracle:

"Innate, easier said than done!"

Is it not easy?

It's like a fool's dream!

But Jiang Qingyu looked indifferent, as if he had the chance to win:

"actually……"

"Compared to the victory or defeat between me and Fan Yu, I am more curious about what Master and his old man are going to do in the capital."

"It is rumored that there is an ancestor of the Dragon Raising Realm of the Jing family in the capital, so except for the first eunuch who is loyal to the royal family, all the legendary figures of the Star Reaching Realm dare not enter the capital for fear of being raped by that ancestor. Slapped to death or captured as captives."

"Master has only been promoted to the Star Reaching Realm for seven years. It stands to reason that he can't be the opponent of that ancestor, but he is so eager to go to the capital, and he can't even wait for three years."

"What reason is there to go?"

Jiang Qingyu couldn't guess.

Jiang Shan also didn't know anything about it, he just said with emotion:

"Every legendary character in the Star Reaching Realm has his own unique style of action. The purpose of the old sword master's work is beyond the guesswork of ordinary people like us."

"My son, just do your best. There is not much time left. Please pay close attention to your martial arts practice. It is best to upgrade your cultivation to the star realm before the one-month period comes!"

"If you encounter any difficulties while practicing swords, you can come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to ask me to explain your doubts. Jiang will definitely know everything!"

Jiang Qingyu cupped her hands in thanks:

"Thank you, brother."

He could tell that Jiang Shan really cared about him.

Among the four Haoyue Realms in the palace, this person is the only one who stands firmly with him!

Among the other three, the old servant of the Jiang family was not on the same side as himself, while Xu Erhu, the old housekeeper, and Han Chan, the commander of the hidden guard, had no idea about their attitudes.

Of course, now there are two more Haoyue realms, Luqi and Duyou, in the palace, and they will fully support him.

"Between you and me, why be polite?"

Jiang Shan waved his hand, thinking of leaving:

"Okay, it's getting late, so I won't bother you any more. The prince has been working hard for a month, so let's rest early tonight."

"Cultivation should not be too hasty, anyway, this night is not bad."

Jiang Qingyu smiled and nodded:

"Senior brother, go slowly. I will bring a jug of good wine to visit senior brother in the Buddhist scriptures Pavilion."

Jiang Shan smiled heartily:

"It's a word."

……

After Jiang Shan left, the girl Xiaoman poked her head out of the room and smiled playfully:

"My lord, the room has been cleaned!"

"It's time to sleep!"

Jiang Qingyu stepped forward and rubbed the opponent's head:

"Little girl, you must be exhausted, right?"

"Why don't you stop cleaning your room tonight, and spend the night in the ovary of this life?"

"Never!"

Xiaoman lowered his head shyly, even the roots of his ears were red:

"My lord, if you really can't help it, or, or..."

"You'd better go find the two sisters!"

Jiang Qingyu snorted softly, joked with a smile:

"Little girl is thinking about some crooked ideas all day long!"

"What I said about dealing with Yisu is serious!"

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Man was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and looked at his young master pitifully, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Jiang Qingyu quickly stretched out her hand to comfort her.

But at this moment, a second guest came outside the courtyard.

It was Xu Erhu, the old housekeeper.

Behind him were six servants, each holding a pile of wooden boxes containing presents in both hands.

"His Royal Highness, the prince ordered this old slave to deliver the contents of the carriage to Ziyan Courtyard."

Jiang Qingyu looked at Xu Erhu.

I saw the old butler bowing his body with all the courtesy.

"Uncle Xu has worked hard. From now on, you can let the servants do this trivial matter, and you don't have to go there yourself."

Xu Erhu said with a smile on his face:

"It's better for the old slave to supervise in person. The servants don't have much knowledge. If they are obsessed with money, then there will be another water ghost under Qianjian Lake."

When the servants heard this, a trace of fear could not help appearing on their faces.

They have seen the old housekeeper sinking into the lake more than once after making a mistake!

"Okay, Uncle Xu, don't scare people."

Jiang Qingyu gave orders to several people:

"Thank you for your hard work, just leave the things at the door of my room."

After hearing the order, the handymen hurried into the yard, placed the gifts one by one at the door, stacked them neatly, and then walked out of the yard, and left as if they were receiving an amnesty under Xu Erhu's eyes.

So, after a while, Xu Erhu was the only outsider left in the yard, standing there, never leaving.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingyu asked:

"Uncle Xu, is there anything else?"

Xu Erhu nodded, stepped in front of Jiang Qingyu, took out a wooden box from his sleeve, bent down and offered it with both hands:

"This is a congratulatory gift from the old slave."

"..."

Jiang Qingyu frowned slightly:

"Why is Uncle Xu doing this?"

"You have worked so hard in the palace. Now that I have become the prince, I should be the one who rewards you. How can I accept your gift?"

"If the father finds out, he will definitely scold me for not knowing etiquette."

However, Xu Erhu was very persistent and said frankly:

"Your Majesty, please accept it!"

"To tell you the truth, the old slave received the favor of the eldest lady when he was young, and today he is very happy to see the son of the prince and the eldest lady has become the eldest son!"

"I remember that two months ago, the old slave still had the idea of ​​'sad for his misfortune, angry for his indisputable' towards the eldest son, and even had the idea of ​​supporting the second son..."

"But today, it seems that the old slave has no eyes!"

"I hope my son will not blame me."