Magic world

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"Husband, do you know, Qian'er is very grateful to you in her heart." Zhao Qian said with a little waver in her voice. Then he smiled softly and continued, "Thank you, husband, for killing Zhao Mu and avenging Qian'er's mother."

"Your mother, didn't she commit suicide?" Zhao Ya, who was relatively familiar with everything in the palace, frowned and said in surprise.

"That was all forced by Zhao Mu!" Zhao Qian said bitterly, "At that time, Qian'er's mother was Zhaoyi, his father's favorite. One night, Zhao Mu and his father called her mother into the palace, and the next day My mother committed suicide in the county. Qian'er was only ten years old, but I will never forget that scene. My mother died very painfully!"

Although there was no explicit explanation of what happened during this process, whether it was Zhao Ya who knew Zhao Mu's character and the inside story of the palace in detail, or Zhao Ni who was still entangled by Zhao Mu in the palace regardless of external affairs, or who had read Ito Cheng and the other two people who remembered Zhao Mu could all think of what happened, and they couldn't help but feel even more resentful towards Zhao Mu who had died and turned into ashes.

Ito Cheng retracted his arm around the waists of Zhao Ya and Zhao Ni, walked out from between the two, came to Zhao Qian, stretched out his hand to take Zhao Qian, whose face was full of tears, into his arms, and gently placed his hand on her back. Rubbing it.

"Okay, okay, everything is over." Ito Cheng comforted softly.

"So Qian'er feels happy from the bottom of her heart to be able to marry a husband." Zhao Qian choked while lying on Ito Cheng's chest.

Then the conversation changed and she said angrily again, "Although Qian'er hates Zhao Mu, she hates her father even more! If it weren't for him, how could Qian'er's own mother commit suicide because of her thoughts!" So just do whatever your husband wants, Qian'er I will definitely stand by my husband’s side. Support my husband.”

"Yes." Ito Cheng responded softly.

"Husband, I..." At this time, Wu Tingfang opened his mouth when he saw that the other four women except himself had so firmly chosen to stand with Ito Cheng. Called softly.

"Fool, how could I only care about myself and not pay attention to your parents' family? So Tingfang, you don't have to worry about it at all, just continue to be my happy Tingfang." Looking at Wu Tingfang looked like she was about to cry. Ito Cheng stretched out an arm in a funny way and pulled Wu Tingfang into his arms. He slowly rubbed her back with his palm and comforted her softly.

"Yes." Wu Tingfang responded softly after hearing Ito Cheng's words, then raised his head and said softly, "Husband, how are your relatives doing?"

"I couldn't ask for it." Ito Cheng smiled. After speaking, he lowered his head. He kissed Wu Tingfang's sandalwood mouth fiercely, stuck out his tongue and penetrated the jade gate, and became fiercely entangled with Wu Tingfang.

After a while, Wu Tingfang's breathing became rapid, his eyes were blurred, and he looked emotional.

"It seems that Tingfang is no longer in a hurry to be favored by her husband." Zhao Ya, who noticed the change in Wu Tingfang's demeanor, said with a cheeky smile.

Wu Tingfang looked ashamed when he heard this, and immediately recovered from his confusion, and escaped from Ito Cheng's arms as if he was running away. He stood aside with a blushing face, his head lowered, not daring to look at anyone.

However, precisely because of Zhao Ya's cross, the slightly heavy atmosphere in the room also dissipated. Become brisk again.

"Okay, Ya'er, don't bully Tingfang." Ito Chengxiao advised.

"My husband really loves Tingfang." Zhao Ya pretended to be jealous and said, "She just laughed a few words and started to defend her. If she goes too far, my husband will punish her."

"Yes, you will definitely be punished." Ito Cheng nodded seriously. Then he smiled and continued with a weird expression, "It's like tasting the beauty of daisies on the night of the wedding."

Zhao Ya and Zhao Ni's faces turned red as Ito Cheng's words brought back memories of that night, and they both rolled their eyes at him angrily.

"Okay, we are on the right track here. We don't need to stay here any longer. Let's go back." Itocheng said after turning his head and looking at the Handan Lingtong who was registering outside.

Zhao Ya and others naturally had no objection to this, so they followed Ito Cheng out of the room, left the academy through the back door of the original Juluhou Mansion, got on the carriage called by the servants, and headed back to Mrs. Ya's Mansion.

Not long after, the group returned to the mansion.

"Xiao Mei, go and call Zhao Jiaoxi over." Ito Cheng, who returned to the room with the girls, suddenly turned to the maid waiting on the side and ordered.

"Yes." The maid whispered and retreated.

"My husband finally couldn't help but attack Zhao Zhi?" Zhao Ya asked as she saw the maid walking away.

"Where are you thinking? Although I don't deny that I have thoughts about Zhao Zhi, I am looking for her this time for business, not to flirt with her." Ito Cheng said angrily.

"We'll just wait and see." Zhao Yajiao smiled.

"Qian'er, Xiu'er, Tingfang, let's go play mahjong." Zhao Ni, who was dignified and decent, looked at Ito Cheng softly and called Zhao Qian, Guo Xiuer and Wu Tingfang to suggest.

And this mahjong must be said to be one of the earliest entertainment activities that Ito became for them. Others include - Landlord Fighting, Walking Chess, Checkers, etc... It was very popular with several girls, and it was spread throughout the mansion through the hands of their personal maids, and spread to Handan City through word of mouth from the servants in the mansion.

In just the ten days of promoting the academy, their shadows were found all over Handan City. If it weren't for the difficulty of making playing cards, image disks, etc., they might have spread throughout Handan long ago. , which shows how much people love them.

"Okay." Wu Tingfang, who was very interested in these novelties, agreed. The other two people also smiled and nodded, agreeing.

Immediately, the four of them stopped staying and walked towards the back room, chatting and laughing.

"These girls." Zhao Ya, who was left out alone, muttered dissatisfiedly.

"If you go over now, you're in a hurry." Ito Cheng said with a smile.

"Forget it, it's just a card game. At worst, I'll ask Xiaoyu and the others to join in a game later." Zhao Ya rolled her eyes and Ito said angrily.

And at the moment when Zhao Ya finished speaking, the maid Xiaomei and the other girl didn't look stunning at first glance, but their jade faces had a certain indescribable sense of vicissitudes, and they were paired with an astonishingly delicate figure. Phoenix eyes. Slender face, sexy red lips. A young woman with extremely feminine charm and a rare tall figure like a later model in this era walked into the room.

"Folk girl Zhao Zhi has met Mr. Hou. Madam." After standing still, the woman clasped her fists and saluted in a very quaint manner.

"Teacher Zhao, no courtesy." Ito Cheng raised his arm slightly and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mr. Hou. I wonder why Mr. Hou called Xiao Zhi here?" Zhao Zhi asked after being polite.

"Has Zhao Jiaoxi ever heard about my establishment of an academy?" Ito Cheng asked rhetorically.

"Zhi naturally heard about such shocking things. I deeply admire what the Marquis has done." Zhao Zhi replied.

"Then do you know what courses are offered in the academy run by me?" Ito Cheng asked again.

"I don't know about this." Zhao Zhi shook his head.

"The Julu Academy run by this lord has planned six levels, and each level has a different number of courses. But there are two things that are compulsory for students at all levels." Ito Cheng said softly, "One is the official script created by this lord. The second is martial arts and swordsmanship.”

Hearing this, Zhao Zhi vaguely felt some of Ito Cheng's intentions in calling her over. Sure enough, the next moment, I heard Ito Cheng say, "Don't talk about him in the official script class. There will be people who are proficient in teaching him. But the martial arts and swordsmanship class still lacks a director, so I want to invite Zhao Xi to take up a post in the academy." I wonder if Professor Zhao will agree to the post of director of martial arts classes."

"There are so many masters of swordsmanship in the world. Although there are many reclusive people, it is not uncommon for those who pursue fame and fortune. If you want to take advantage of the Hou Ye's ability, you will definitely be able to find one or two to serve as the chief minister. Why did the Hou Ye choose him alone? Plant it below?" Zhao Zhi asked doubtfully.

In fact, this was what Zhao Zhi had always wondered about. She really didn't quite understand what the Julu Marquis's attitude was towards her. First, someone mysteriously sent someone to recruit her from Zhao's mansion to serve as a martial arts instructor for the servants and a sword dance instructor for the maids. This could be said to be Wu Tingfang's recommendation. After all, except for the first few encounters with Marquis Julu since she came to the house, she had no regrets. Marquis Julu's attitude towards her was very normal, just like a normal employer or a knight, but the head of the martial arts class really didn't understand.

"Because I like to use familiarity." Ito Cheng smiled lightly and said, "As you said, with my ability, it is not difficult to invite several swordsman masters, but first, I am not familiar with them, and I don't know what their temperament is like. , are they worthy of use? After all, I hire them not to look after the house, but to teach and educate people. If the other party's character is corrupt and they teach evil people, won't it ruin the reputation of my academy?"

"Second, there are many famous swordsmen in the world who are male and few female. Although I, Julu Academy, is newly opened, I don't know how many female disciples it has accepted, but there are indeed female disciples enrolled, but male swordsmen are not easy to teach, so After much deliberation, I have thought of teaching you Zhao. In addition, I am familiar with you, so it is my inevitable choice to use you."

After listening to Ito Cheng's explanation, Zhao Zhi glanced at the Xinju Luhou who had replaced Zhao Mu with shining eyes. He lowered his head and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Hou, for your trust in your love. I would like to accept the position of the head teacher of the martial arts class in the academy. You will definitely live up to your master’s trust!”

"Hahahaha, okay, then I'll leave it to Professor Zhao." Ito Cheng laughed.

"Teacher Zhao, it seems that we spend more time together." Zhao Ya on the side also laughed.

Zhao Zhi smiled slightly and said nothing. Then he cupped his fists and said to the two of them, "If Mr. Hou is fine, I will go down first."

"Well, go, remember not to work too hard, it won't be good if you are exhausted." Ito Cheng said casually with concern.

"Thank you for your concern, Lord Marquis. I will pay attention to it." Zhao Zhi saluted, turned around, turned around and exited the room.

At this time, Ito Cheng raised his eyebrows at Zhao Ya, as if to say: Look, I am indeed talking to her about Zheng Zheng. The latter rolled his eyes at Ito Cheng with a charming expression, stood up with a slight groan, twisted his waist like a soft snake, and walked slowly to the back.

Seeing this, Ito Cheng chuckled and stood up to follow.

…

Five days later, on the official road leading to Julu, a carriage was speeding quietly on the official road compacted by loess.

"How long will it take to get to Julu?" At this time, the car curtain opened, revealing the face of a young man in rich clothes, and asked quietly.

"It will probably take half a day to get back to Mr. Hou." Handlebar Shi replied.

From the question-and-answer dialogue between the two, it is not difficult to deduce that this young man is none other than the newly promoted Julu Hou, our protagonist Ito Cheng!

In the past five days, Ito Cheng first attended the official opening ceremony of Julu College three days ago and delivered a speech to encourage students to learn. Then he spent two days in Mrs. Masa's house, observing Julu College. After learning about the operation of the college and arranging the operation of some things, he said goodbye to Zhao Ya and others who had officially transformed into the female dean of Julu College, the left disciple, the chief secretary, and the judge and left, riding on the improved shock-absorbing carriage. Embark on a journey to the fiefdom of Giant Deer.

"This broken road needs to be repaired." Ito Cheng glanced at the yellow dust filling the sky on both sides of the carriage and sighed.

"Yes, it is incomparable to the concrete road that Mr. Hou had people build in the city. It is not tight, gray, big, and not smooth... Fortunately, Mr. Hou, your fiefdom is very close to Handan City, which is just over a day. It's a long journey, otherwise I'd be in trouble." Chao Shiyan, who has been with Ito Cheng for a long time and knows that the Marquis is easier to talk to than his wife, said with a smile.

Julu is located in the northeast of Handan City. The two places are not far apart, only more than a hundred kilometers away. In later generations, it would only take two hours to reach it. Although it is not possible to do so in this era, it can be reached in one day. The time can still be reached easily.

"Well, you drive. If you can't bear it, just stop. There's no need to rush." ​​Ito Cheng said.

"Okay." Handlebar Style said with an moved expression.

For a low-level employee like him who can be said to be a slave, he rarely shows care to his superiors, let alone being understood by a master-like figure, so even a simple sentence still fills the handlebar type with excitement. , instantly increasing loyalty by several percentage points.

However, at this moment, Ito Cheng's expression changed slightly, and a slender black shadow instantly shot out from the woods on both sides of the official road, and pierced into the body of the horse pulling the cart with a "pop" sound.

"Ang~" The horse neighed and immediately fell to the ground, and the carriage also overturned.

"Boom."

"Old Ma, are you okay?" When the official came up, Ito Cheng, who was standing next to the carriage, asked the old horse in his hand.

"Thank you, Mr. Hou, the little one is fine." Lao Ma said with a sigh of relief.

Ito Cheng nodded and turned to look at the woods where the short arrow was shot. Then there was a tall man with a horse face and unhealthy bluish-white color. He was about thirty-five or six years old. He had a thick goat beard and was quite elegant and delicate. His eyes were half-open. Closed, his eyes widened and his eyes were shining. A very gloomy and unpredictable man holding a crossbow slowly walked out of the woods.

"It's Qin Nu." Seeing the crossbow in the man's hand, Lao Baoshi's face changed slightly and he reminded in a low voice. (To be continued...)