old grace

Living with Chen Qi is not as difficult as Xie Qinghe imagined.

The Chen family has been expanding rapidly. Chen Qi was in Xiangzhou to guard his father's funeral, but the Chen family's soldiers and horses were divided into two lines, invading Puyang in the east and Yuexi in the south.Leading the army on the eastern front is Chen Qi’s righteous brother Shan Xugang, who has been reporting success since last year, and leading the army on the southern front is Chen Qi’s cousin, Chen Fei, who is guarding the south of Dongshan and looking at Yuexi, a city of Yuexi that includes seven people. counties, five counties have already been acquired by the Chen family.

Even if Chen Qi was staying in the shed next to his ancestral grave, he was still very busy. He had to read the battle reports from the front line, discuss the next strategy of the front line with his staff, and move food and supplies for the front line. I'm afraid I won't be careful when I let it out.

Now Chen Qi was seriously injured in an accident, his energy is not as strong as usual, he just wants to lie down after finishing his work, how can he have time to treat his son?

He carried Xie Qinghe from the back house to the front yard without paying any attention to him. He didn't even arrange for his son's food and clothing, and the servants were very confused when serving him.

The masters have their own basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, and according to their identities, the resources they use vary from month to month.In the past, Chen Cong was taken care of by Mrs. Jiang, and he was the only seedling in the back house, receiving all-round subsidies from the back house.After moving to the front yard, the subsidy for the back house will no longer be available.

——Chen Qi is a reckless martial artist. He married Mrs. Jiang from an aristocratic family, and he was afraid that Mrs. Jiang or the dowry that came with Mrs. Jiang would get mixed up with spies and might murder him.After all, it is not uncommon for noble daughters of aristocratic families to murder their husbands for their own fathers these days.There is only one father, a man, he can be a husband.

Therefore, the kitchen in the Chen family's front yard and back house are two completely different systems, and Chen Qi's food and clothing are controlled by his confidantes.

However, according to the family rules of the Chen family, Chen Cong was no more than a concubine to give birth to children, and the support he could get from the mansion was very meager.Chen Qi didn't say a word to show mercy, but ordered to arrange other food and clothing, and the only young man in the house would have to live a hard life.

Su Gu was crying every day.

Chen Qi didn't arrange a place for Xie Qinghe. After pondering for a long time, the head of the front yard cleaned up the side room of the main hall to let Mr. Xiaolang temporarily settle down. Su Gu saw that there were originally piles of bamboo slips and leather scrolls in that place. Due to the continuous spring rain, it had not been opened for a long time. The window is ventilated, and there is still a smell of dust in the room. The loyal nanny and aunt burst into tears: "Poor little man..."

Xie Qinghe: "..."

When the kitchen brought the food, the utensils were exquisite and beautiful, lacquered bowls and copper cups, the food was very pitiful.

A bowl of white cabbage and a plate of drained and steamed corn and rice.

Xie Qinghe feels that the corn at this time is slightly different from the present world. Thinking about it, it is still more than a thousand years away from the present world, and it has not been selected and cultivated by generations of farmers. It is normal that today's corn seeds are not very "obedient".

He took a bite out of curiosity, only to feel that the tiny grains of rice were running around in his mouth, the taste was really...unpalatable.

Sitting across from him, Su Gu burst into tears again: "Poor young gentleman..."

Xie Qinghe: "..."

When it got dark, Su Gu went to find the master of the front yard and asked him for ointment to light the lamp.

The master gave her two catties of sheep oil in a difficult way, saying that it was for the whole month, and it would be gone when it was used up.Even the cotton wick used as a wick is only one foot long, and every inch burned is one inch less.

Since entering the mansion, Su Gu has served Chen Cong under Mrs. Jiang's care. Not to mention oil lamps, she also lights candles casually, and never cares about them.

At this moment, she suddenly fell from heaven to hell, and Su Gu was very wronged.However, mutton oil can barely burn, she knew that there was no reason here, so she could only endure it.After getting the lighting, Sugu asked the front yard owner for charcoal to iron the quilt: "Xiao Langjun needs to warm the quilt before going to bed, how can I sleep without an iron?"

The head of the front yard was about to faint: "This is really not there."

The reason is simple, Chen Qi is a reckless martial artist, he lived a rough life, and he didn't intend to imitate the upper class family to become refined.

Therefore, before Chen Qi went to bed, he would not let the maid iron the bedding, nor did he have the habit of burning incense in the tent.

If it was three or four months earlier, when the winter was cold, Chen Qi could still find charcoal fires for heating in the front yard. Now it was late spring, and the women in the back house were still burning charcoal for warmth, so Chen Qi changed to spring. I'm planning to wear summer shirts, so how can there be a small charcoal that can be stuffed into the iron?

Su Gu came back crying.

She didn't dare to cry in front of the servants in the front yard, so she could only hug Xie Qinghe and cry: "You poor little gentleman..."

Xie Qinghe: "..."

After two days like this, Xie Qinghe didn't feel that bad.

The servants of the Chen family are very measured, they just act according to the rules, and they don't deliberately embarrass themselves.

The quilts prepared for him were a bit rough, but they were all brand new and cleanly starched, and the food delivered to him was also fresh and clean. Occasionally he said he wanted hot soup, and the kitchen would make it for him—correspondingly, there would be fewer dishes for the next meal.

The only thing that makes Xie Qinghe feel a little uncomfortable is that people in this era really don't like to take a bath.

The firewood arranged for him at home is limited, and it is mainly used for cooking for him.Washing with cold water in this weather is unbearable, so the firewood in the example also includes the share of washing face, mouth and feet with hot water in the morning and evening.Want to take a shower?It can only be washed once every ten days.In terms of the share of food and clothing expenses arranged by the masters, the amount of firewood for bathing every day is not counted at all.

Su Gu shed tears every day and felt that he was treated badly, but on the issue of taking a bath, Su Gu didn't understand Xie Qinghe at all.

"Xiao Langjun's wind and cold are just right, so I can't catch the cold anymore. Don't wash it this month." After finishing speaking, Su Gu wrung the hot water from the veil vigorously, and wiped Xie Qinghe from head to toe as carefully as wiping furniture. After wiping it again, he laughed in a foolish tone after wiping, "It's clean! It's a fragrant little man again!"

Xie Qinghe: "..."

Don't wash it this month?Today is only the sixth day!What is going on with the people of your world?

Xie Qinghe couldn't bear the matter of not taking a bath.Sugu shed tears every day, and Xie Qinghe couldn't bear it.Originally, he thought that life in the front yard was not bad, and he just wanted to get in safely until the master took over Chen Qi's skin, but now he felt...he still had to think of a way.

Xie Qinghe began to observe Chen Qi's daily habits. He was young and short, and his goals were not big.Even if he swaggered into Chen Qi's room, Chen Qi might not be able to find him right away - he also lives in the main hall, and he is also a well-behaved young master, what's wrong with the son going to visit his father's room?Dad didn't say a word, how dare the servants object?

After two days in the main hall, the servants got used to his presence. On this day, Chen Qi came back from discussing matters in the east building, looking in a good mood.Xie Qinghe took the opportunity to reveal Xingzang, and Chen Qi found himself sitting in the house flipping through the bamboo slips.

Only then did Chen Qi suddenly remember, oh, last time I carried my son to the front yard and lived with me.How long has it been?forget.

"You have learned good manners. Don't you know how to honor your parents, do you have to serve your side day and night?" Chen Qi reprimanded angrily.

Xie Qinghe came out of the house, a small person, neatly dressed, walking in a calm manner, he seemed to be incomparable with the furnishings around him, like an idol walking out of the white world, a fairy boy who fell into the mortal world in the fairyland, The trouble caused Chen Qi to mutter a bit, how can I be born with such an unearthly kind?

Xie Qinghe didn't even salute him, but stepped forward and sat down in front of his dining couch, and gave him a flattering glance.

Chen Qi was a little strange.What does this look mean?

Xie Qinghe had already picked up the butcher knife placed on the side of the copper plate, carefully cut the mutton on the plate, and ate one piece at a time.

"I asked you something, but you've eaten it!" Chen Qi let out an annoyed hey, but he didn't try to snatch the food from the child.He had been tired all day and had no appetite. Seeing his son eating deliciously, gnawing at the oily mutton, he seemed a little hungry too.

"What are you looking at? Get another knife!" Chen Qi ordered his servants.

His personal attendant, Xia Shang, had just been promoted from the bottom and was familiarizing himself with the situation. Hearing this, he hurriedly prepared to remove the meat knife.

The knives did not come up so quickly, Chen Qi saw his son eating meat, he was a bit greedy, Xie Qinghe cut a piece of meat for him, he didn't even take the chopsticks, just took it with his hands and stuffed it into his mouth, the broth hung on his beard .

Xie Qinghe disliked him a bit.

How could he know that Chen Qi is a really rough person, he still remembers to pretend to be a gentleman when he is a corporal, so he doesn't count in his own family.If Eggy hadn't been seriously injured, he would be able to sit on the couch with his legs sprawled out to eat right now.Got some soup on your beard?Wipe together after eating.

"One more piece." Chen Qi urged.

Xie Qinghe cut another piece of meat for him, this time controlled the gravy, and didn't want to mess around again.

Chen Qi was not only sloppy when eating, he also babbled.Baji Baji, that is called a fragrance.Xie Qinghe turned his head and saw that the soup on his beard had turned his beard into locks, and there was still a little bit of meat on it, shaking constantly as he chewed.

It was really unbearable.Xie Qinghe used a knife to unscramble the meat, but he didn't dirty his hands, so he didn't need to wash his hands at this time.The servant put a hand towel on the food table, he picked up the towel, turned around, and wiped Chen Qi's beard expressionlessly.

Chen Qi's expression was very surprised.

Bloodline is a very wonderful thing, it doesn't feel much when it is far away, but it will have a wonderful feeling when it is close.

Most families will keep domestic slaves, Lao Tzu is a slave, and children are also natural slaves.If you can talk and walk, you have to learn to serve your master.The Chen family has made a fortune for nearly a hundred years, and it can't be compared with the nobles of the family. Chen Qi also used small servants and maidservants.

Now it's his own son who wipes his beard.Holding the towel in his small arms and hands, he gently stroked his beard gently and neatly.

Chen Qi seemed to be captured by a strange emotion, a little moved.

He hadn't looked at his only son very seriously before.Before Chen Fu's death, Chen Qi was always leading troops in the front line to fight, and there were very few chances to go home.Chen Cong was pampered by Mrs. Jiang again, he couldn't walk very much at the age of six, he was fed and hugged, Chen Qi remembered him as a baby, probably still in his infancy?

After Chen Fu died, Chen Qi lived at home for more than two years.

However, in order to make his reputation as a filial son, he stayed at his ancestral grave and refused to even go home, let alone visit his wife and children in the back house.

In the end, Chen Qi never took Chen Cong seriously. This son was more like an inadvertent sequelae of lustful pleasure. It was unimportant and inadvertent.Therefore, after being assassinated and injured, he was able to arrest Chen Cong mercilessly and kill Chen Cong with a stick.

Xie Qinghe's sharp edge when protecting Mrs. Jiang stabbed Chen Qi, and he had a real understanding of this son.

In such troubled times, what's the use of being filial to your son?Only the arrogant and rebellious young tiger and wolf can make Chen Qi's eyes shine.

Of course, he didn't bring his son to the front yard to cultivate Chen Cong, but purely to torture Mrs. Jiang and Chen Cong.When a loving mother loses her sweet child, she must be heartbroken and miss her.This disobedient little beast falls under his nose, and he can be reprimanded every day!Vent your anger, vent your anger!

——The only thing I didn't expect was that Xie Qinghe was quite good at hiding.Xie Qinghe just hid and refused to go because of morning and evening.

Chen Qi didn't bother with his son so much, he muttered a bit on the first day when his son didn't come to pay his respects, but completely forgot about it the next day.

In his life, there was no such thing as a son.

A few days passed, Chen Qi's anger subsided a lot, and today he got another good news from Puyang, so he was in a particularly good mood.

Under such circumstances, seeing his son who looks like a fairy boy, and his son loves to eat meat, unlike the women in the back house who can't wait to drink dew and eat fragrant powder, Chen Qi has a good impression of him, and this son comes together again Wipe your beard... Does that sound like a filial son?

Xie Qinghe wiped his beard clean, turned around and continued to eat the meat.

At this time, Chen Qi felt that his son was very interesting, and he became very interested in him, and asked kindly: "You little boy, you have been evasive these few days and have not come to pay your respects, what have you been doing in private?"

Xie Qinghe took a bite of meat, and glanced at him: "Stubborn."

Chen Qiman thought that his son wanted to be courteous, and said that he was studying and reading, and even if he was not good enough, he could say something soft and flattering, but he didn't know that his son was so hard-headed, and he directly admitted that he was playing.He choked for a moment, and said with a straight face: "You are such an adult, how can you hang around every day?"

Xie Qinghe asked: "Father wants to invite famous teachers for my son to learn literature and martial arts?"

Chen Qi was really overwhelmed by the question.Before today, his son didn't exist for him, so why would he ever think of asking for a master for his son?

He has a lot of talents under his account, and most of them are capable people and strangers.However, the "capable people" he respects are all arranged for the great cause of expanding the territory. How can he spare himself to teach this ignorant boy?If it is a "talent" that he despises, he feels that he is not worthy to teach his son.

——No matter how worthless this son is, he is also his seed.He can fight, kill and ignore, but he can't be humiliated by others.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Qi said angrily: "There are no suitable candidates now, Father will choose again. Don't worry, just play!"

Xie Qinghe: "..."

What ghosts are they!All play out of common sense!

Xie Qinghe's request to Chen Qi for apprenticeship was also a temporary idea, which was not originally in his plan.Having said that, just ask a question.Now he is trapped in Chen Qi's yard, he has no way to get along with the back house, Sugu can't go out, the situation is quite difficult.

If he can successfully apprentice to the master, then the master is his person, a ready-made arm.

Even though he was young, Chen Qi hurt his balls and couldn't bear another child. The word "only son" alone can make many people give up on him.

Xie Qinghe is not very sorry if this matter fails.Maybe the master will come tomorrow to take over Chen Qi's skin, thinking all day to curry favor with Chen Qi or to rebel, it's actually not necessary.If Chen Qi can solve the problems of bathing and Su Gu's tears, Xie Qinghe's merits and virtues will be considered complete.

It was only at this time that Xia Shang brought up the butcher knife, Chen Qi sat up, and cut meat with his son.

The father and son didn't know each other well, Chen Qi didn't have much to talk about, and Xie Qinghe didn't want to please him, so they ate together, only hearing Chen Qi's voice.When he was half full, Chen Qi suddenly discovered that his son's method of cutting meat was very clean and elegant. He remembered that when he first met Mrs. Jiang, Mrs. Jiang's daily life looked very high-end and grand, and asked, "Madam teaches you how to eat meat." ?”

Xie Qinghe brushed the meat off the plate, sprinkled some coarse salt - there was no refined salt at this time - and changed the plate with Chen Qi.

Chen Qi ate his son's "filial piety" mutton with satisfaction.

Xie Qinghe said: "You can eat milk when you are young, but you can also eat meat. Why use my mother's professor?"

What Chen Qi wanted to ask was the technique, but Xie Qinghe bypassed the topic, thinking that he understood his son's meaning of "surrender".

—The method of cutting meat is a trivial matter.People are born with the ability to eat meat, and their desire to live is to eat meat. Whoever gives them meat will follow them.How to eat, how to eat, is it important?

This gave Chen Qi a vague thrill of overpowering Mrs. Jiang and taking his son away from her.

Those who have milk are mothers, and those who have meat are fathers.When the child grows up, he must be weaned.But can a person break the flesh?There is a future with my father.

Chen Qi was very satisfied.

Mrs. Jiang raised a child for several years, and Lao Tzu won him over in a few days.Because, Lao Tzu is his father!

The awareness of the "father-son" relationship at this level was quietly implanted into Chen Qi's thoughts.

If the son grows up, it is natural for the father to demand the son's filial piety and squeeze the son's spare energy.Now that my son is only such a small one, what can he do to exploit him?Do you force him to wash his beard every day?It is time for Lao Tzu to cultivate and raise his son.

Chen Qi ate a piece of mutton cut into squares and asked, "Is there anything you want? I'll find it for you."

Xie Qinghe pointed to the beef bone soup on the table, and ordered Xia Shang: "Cut some meat, cook some vegetables, and send them to my nanny aunt."

Xia Shang nodded and bowed, turned to look at Chen Qi's expression.

Chen Qi said angrily: "Xiao Lang asked you to give me a pot of soup, what do you want me to do?"

Xia Shang hurriedly bowed his knees to apologize, and followed suit one by one.

Xie Qinghe continued to remove the meat.

Chen Qi recalled, and asked: "These days, living here with me, have you suffered?"

"It is a rule of the son's house that being supported by his father is not considered suffering. For example, Mr. Bai has a car to go in and out of Donglou Magi, a beautiful woman at home, a charming maidservant, and he receives first-class support. There are also gentlemen whom the son does not know. Walking in and out, barely making ends meet. Gentlemen eat by their talents, and sons eat by their grace." Xie Qinghe said.

Chen Qi couldn't help laughing loudly: "Are you saying that Father doesn't love you anymore? Come on, I really didn't love you before, you are right."

Xia Shangcai hurriedly ordered his servants to deliver the soup pot to Sugu's place, and when he came back, he heard the owner's order: "Go and tell Chen Xianyi that in the future, Mr. Xiaolang will take all his food and clothing expenses from me. You don't have to coddle him. Don't wrong him. Whatever I have, he can have."

Xia Shang didn't even know what happened in this short period of time, but the little man made the Lord very happy, did he like him so much?

After Xia Shang took the order to leave, Chen Qi asked Xie Qinghe again: "You little boy, since you know that you are eating with your father's favor, and your father gave you no worries about food and clothing, why don't you kneel down to thank your father and please him? To win more favors?"

Xie Qinghe asked back: "Did my son get my father's love and favor by kneeling down to please him? If not, why bother to put on airs."

Chen Qi was used to tears in his eyes when he was given food and clothing, and worshiped his servants as soon as he accepted his head. He probably wouldn't be very happy if others were so arrogant and rude.However, the pretentious little man in front of him was his son. After the word "son" was engraved on the tip of his heart, Chen Qi's attitude towards Xie Qinghe couldn't be the same as that of ordinary human beings—I should hang on like this!

Can a submissive answerer be able to hold down the reckless Qiu Ba in the camp?Will a scholar who only knows etiquette and morality be able to live with the [-] elite soldiers of the Chen family?

Chen Qi slapped Xie Qinghe's vest, laughed and said: "Okay, yes. That's the reason. Son, when the weather clears up, father will take you to ride a horse, take you to shoot arrows, and see our soldiers! You want For the favor of my father, you should practice martial arts well, read military books well, go to battle for your father and kill enemies, and earn a posthumous title for your grandfather!"

The Chen family's ambition to win the world is really open and aboveboard, and they don't hide it at all.

At this time, the Qin court was still alive, there were thirteen prefectures in the south, and eight grassland tribes in the north were eyeing each other. Chen Qi dared to tell his son that he wanted to make Chen Fu the emperor.

Xie Qinghe promised, in fact, it was quite strange that he felt that Chen Qi was not difficult to get along with.

Not discussing whether Chen Qi is good or bad, from the observations of the past few days and getting along with him today, although this person never regards his concubine as a human being, he is very clear-headed and rational in handling military and government affairs, and obviously has high hopes for his son .Chen Cong believed that he and Chen Qi's father and son fell out because Hua Chun's assassination implicated his biological mother, Hua Shi, and he was disgusted by his father because of Hua's assassination—this obviously doesn't make sense.

Hua Chun's assassination could not be prevented, if it is said that venting anger caused trouble, Chen Qi really thought about killing Xie Qinghe with a cane.

However, after the impulsive evil deeds were stopped, Chen Qi didn't mean to "excuse his anger" at this time.

——Could it be that when Chen Cong grew up and became more and more like Hua Shi, Chen Qi would think of him as "blaming" him?

After this day, Xie Qinghe moved to the room next to Chen Qi.

At this time, the residence had not yet formed a regulated pattern surrounded by four sides. The place where Chen Qi lived was the tallest building in the entire Chen family. There was a platform at the bottom and a wide roof between the squares. The thoughts of the emperor's palace were not too explicit.

After Xie Qinghe was carried to the front yard, he stayed under the same roof as Chen Qi.If you live in the side room of the wing corridor, you have to go to the next step, which is not counted as living together.

It's just that I lived in the "warehouse" of the other party's books a few days ago. After being "taken care of by grace" by Chen Qi, the head of the front yard gave him a cubicle in Chen Qi's residence. The furniture in this place is complete , You can see the beautiful scenery of snow piles in Wuling through the window, the light and atmosphere are very good, it is naturally more comfortable to live in - even the place is much bigger, Sugu has a small room separated by a screen to live in, and there is a small tea room to sleep in. Boil water and heat rice.

Xie Qinghe strongly demanded that the small tea room be converted into a bathhouse. Without further ado, the owner of the front yard immediately upgraded the stove and arranged a bathtub for Mr. Xiaolang, and apologized politely: "I didn't think about digging a pool earlier, but now It's not easy to break ground. Mr. Xiaolang, please forgive me."

Xie Qinghe was already satisfied: "Yes, yes, very good."

After solving the problem of firewood for bathing, Su Gu no longer shed tears every day, and Xie Qinghe finally settled down.

The next step is to solve the problem of physical fitness.

Chen Cong was weak when he was young, and Mrs. Jiang managed to raise him. Due to the shallow knowledge of the noble ladies in this era, she protected Chen Cong too much.The six-year-old child didn't take a few steps in a serious way, and panted after taking two quick steps.

There is a superstition among the people that people live in this world with only a few breaths. For example, they are destined to only breathe a hundred times in a lifetime. If they are short of breath, they will have to reincarnate in a short time. Longer than a person with shortness of breath.

When the ancient monks fell and the people were ignorant, many warriors who lost their inheritance pursued longevity and long-sightedness, so they desperately suppressed their breathing, slowed down their heartbeat, and created heretical methods such as "Zombie Art" and "Turtle's Breathing Method".Xie Qinghe thinks this is not the right way.However, if a person is short of breath, he must have a weak heart and lungs, which is definitely harmful to health.

Although he is a good-for-nothing who does not practice, it will always be helpful to learn boxing kung fu and exercise his physical fitness.

In this life, Chen Cong's skin is only six years old, with a pure yang body and innate energy, unlike the trash skin that Jiang Yingzhou picked up last time, who is 16 years old, and now he has to start exercising from scratch, and everything is still in time.

As for, to find the junior brother?

Have to find a chance.

Grandfather Chen Fu had just died, and Chen Qishu's eldest son was in charge of the family. Chen Ji's status as a legitimate son was more sensitive, and he seldom interacted with the family.

The cousin that Chen Cong has hated all his life is three years younger than him, and he is still a three-year-old baby.The most exasperating thing is that two out of three years are imaginary!Chen Jun was born before the new year, he was one year old when he landed, and two years old when he turned the new year, and he was actually not yet full moon.Xie Qinghe counted the days, even if the junior brother has come, he is still a little baby who can only walk and can't speak very much.

Uncle would never bring such a small baby to visit alone.

Even if he finds a chance to play at his uncle's house, I'm afraid his aunt won't be willing to take his cousin out to play with him——

He is also a brat who is under six years old, and his father is so cruel and domineering, even if he does something blatantly bad, with the blessing of Chen Qi's vicious name, and his own age as a foundation, there is no need to do evil. Be responsible, if you want to bully you, bully you.

Which relative is not afraid when receiving him?

The timing of coming to this world is considered good, late spring and early summer is the time to undress one by one.

Xie Qinghe is a great master of body training. After detecting the actual condition of the skin according to his breathing and pulse, he formulated a detailed exercise plan for himself. According to Chen Qi's instructions, the master was very cooperative with him in terms of diet. After in-depth training, Xie Qinghe was able to run [-] laps around the martial arts field without panting when he was wearing a thin shirt in summer.

Chen Qi also kept his word. There was a sudden change in the war on the southern front. He took a large number of advisers from the East Building to Donghu Lake, but he did not forget to keep his confidant guard Chen Li, who was in charge of teaching his son to ride horses and archery, and took his son to the lake. The barracks in Shouxiangzhou went round.

Where does Xie Qinghe need to be taught in riding and archery?It's just that it's not easy to know it from birth, you have to pretend to be a little stupid, and then become proficient "quickly".

After all, he was young and couldn't even open a large bow. Chen Li asked an old craftsman to make him a small bow. Although the range was not far, the accuracy was astonishing.Chen Li also wanted to get him a pony to ride on, but this time Xie Qinghe was determined not to do it, he had to give him a normal tall horse.

Chen Li persuasively persuaded: "Little Lang, you are not as tall as a horse's belly, isn't it..."

Every time I have to get someone to hug him.

Xie Qinghe pointed to the high-hanging stirrup, which was deliberately shortened to suit his short legs.Riding on a horse can make it easier for him to step on it, and the position has been raised accordingly, so that he can't reach the ground at all: "Remove the saddle."

Chen Li didn't understand, so he took the saddle off for him.

Xie Qinghe hugged the saddle and went home to find Su Gu.

"Auntie, you can sew me a pocket here with leather, just like this pocket that can hold stirrups." Xie Qinghe said.

Su Gu understood what he meant at a glance.The stirrup on the saddle is relatively high, and Mr. Xiao Lang wanted to put a stirrup underneath.She murmured: "Originally there was a leather pocket for the stirrups here. It had to be removed at the beginning, but now it has to be sewed on again... I'm afraid the needle and thread may not be secure. I'll go and see if there are such copper nails. Buckle it up and be careful... don't worry, it will be ready in a while, and you can ride it tomorrow."

Su Gu quickly went to the owner of the front yard to ask for things, and soon found the craftsman's workshop, and got all the things to pack the saddle.

Chen Li came over speechlessly and said, "Young Master, riding a horse is dangerous. The horse you use is taken care of by the servant himself, and the harness you use has to be inspected by the servant himself. If you want to modify the saddle, just ask the servant to do it." .”

Xie Qinghe knew that there were not a few sons of aristocratic families who broke their necks on horseback every year, and it didn't hurt for Chen Li to be cautious.

He repeated his request to Su Gu: "It is to sew on the stirrups that were removed earlier."

Chen Li probably understood what he meant, and bowed to leave with the saddle in his arms.

After he left, Su Gu was very angry: "What kind of bird man! You actually came to Xiao Langjun's room to talk hot words!"

Xie Qinghe leaned close to Su Gu's ear and whispered: "He is my father's confidant, and he came here to keep an eye on me. If he doesn't listen to him, he will sue my father. Auntie, let's not mess with him."

Su Gu was frightened immediately, she covered her mouth and nodded: "Don't mess with me." She even tiptoed to the door to take a peek, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's far away. I probably didn't hear..."

Xie Qinghe thinks she is really cute.

Although Su Gu had been Chen Cong's wet nurse for six years, girls in this era were married early and gave birth early.Su Gu is not yet 20 years old this year. Because she has little knowledge and lives in a simple environment, she maintains a surprising innocence.

For Su Gu, Mr. Xiao Lang is the master, and Chen Li is the servant. If the servants come to hate the master, then it is wrong, damn it, you have to scold her.

Xie Qinghe also tried to reason with her, but it didn't make sense at all.Therefore, he can only use another way to influence Su Gu.

Of course, Chen Qi didn't arrange for Chen Li to be an eyeliner on his son, and Chen Li probably didn't dare to complain.However, Chen Li was able to serve as a guard by Chen Qi's side for many years, and his skill and affection for Chen Qi were unusual.If Su Gu is not willing to let him have a grudge against him, it will be a provocation that is not worth the gain.What's more, Chen Li was only dedicated to his duty in this matter, Xie Qinghe didn't think he did anything wrong.

The next day, Chen Li personally invited Xie Qinghe to the racecourse.These days, Xie Qinghe and him are quite familiar, when the two meet, Chen Li only needs to bow his hands, instead of bowing his knees.When Xie Qinghe heard the sound and went out, he found Chen Li kneeling in front of the door with a submissive face.

"Xiao Langjun, the saddle is ready. Are you going to try it today?" Chen Li said flatteringly.

It can be seen that not only Su Gu felt that Chen Li had offended Xie Qinghe when he came to take the saddle from the door yesterday, and Chen Li went back to calm down all night, and also regretted yesterday's impulsiveness.Then there is the "little" gentleman, that is also the master.Wouldn't it make the master very embarrassing to give the master a hard lesson and take away the master's things forcibly?

That's why Chen Li came here to please him in trepidation, hoping that Mr. Xiaolang is young and has a bad memory, so he will forget it if he can't say it.

"Naturally." Xie Qinghe has been refusing to be carried by his servants. In order to appease Chen Li, he had to make an exception, "Uncle Li, carry me on your back."

Chen Li happily turned his back: "Hey! Little man, slow down."

Xie Qinghe hung on his body, feeling Chen Li's excited breathing, he was a little helpless.Pretending to be a child is really tiring.

After arriving at the racecourse, the saddle made by Chen Lixin had been installed on the back of the horse that Xie Qinghe often rode. Two pairs of stirrups, one high and one low, hung on both sides of the horse.After Xie Qinghe approached, he grabbed the stirrup hanging under the horse's belly with one hand. Before Chen Li could react, Xie Qinghe had turned over with his strength, jumped onto the horse's back lightly, and looked at him condescendingly: "I don't ride a small horse. horse."

Chen Li turned pale after a while, looked Xie Qinghe up and down carefully twice, and agreed hesitantly: "Then... Xiao Langjun, I still have to write to ask the Lord about this matter. You will also You can’t go up by yourself, let the servants guard you.”

What if he didn't handle it well, and fell halfway through the turn, and then the horse stomped on the ground in shock... Chen Li couldn't even think about it.

"Uncle Li, I'm tired of running the racecourse, why don't you go out for a couple of laps today?" Taking advantage of Chen Li's desire to please, Xie Qinghe made a request.

Xie Qinghe has already made up his mind, and today he will find a chance to take a look at his junior brother.

He was actually not sure if the junior brother was here or not.

For the little chubby girls from the outside world, it is only a blink of an eye for them to enter and leave the demon world, and this moment includes Xie Qinghe's life of living in Chen Cong's skin.Xie Qinghe didn't figure out how to control Shangguan Shiyi and Fu Chuan, and the little fat girl was also at a loss.Now Chen Qi is still Chen Qi, not the time when Shangguan is appropriate.It is very likely that Chen Jun is just Chen Jun, not Fu Chuan.

Anyway, just try your luck.

Chen Li didn't resist going to the city to race horses. He took Mr. Xiao to the barracks and passed by the city.

As for Mr. Xiao Lang going to race horses in the city, Chen Li was not worried that he would step on someone.In his heart, those who go barefoot in the city are untouchables, but whoever has a certain status doesn't travel by car?The untouchables wandering in the street will be trampled to death, and they will just pay some copper coins.

When going out, Chen Li also told Xie Qinghe: "If Mr. Xiao Lang is driving a horse and stepping on a stall on the road, don't panic. Be careful with the saddle and rein, and don't pinch the horse's belly. If you don't panic, the horse will be gone." Don't panic. If you panic, the horse will also be afraid, and it will be dangerous."

People in this day and age are all thinking like this. Because of superstitious belief in ghosts and gods, most people believe that there is a world after death, and they really don't care much about life.Not only are the lives of low-level people worthless, but also princes from aristocratic families and literati and righteous people can easily draw a knife.

During the meal, the master only looked at others, not me. I was humiliated, and I wanted to commit suicide in public!

I forgot the agreement with my friend, and my friend expressed disappointment in me, I am ashamed, I want to commit suicide!

... Suicide at every turn, anyway, is to commit suicide!

The emotion of committing suicide is contagious, and if one despises one's own life, one will naturally despise the lives of others.When everyone feels that life doesn't matter, suicide doesn't matter, and death doesn't matter, they will naturally take other people's lives lightly and dismiss them.

Xiandao Guisheng.

Xie Qinghe is very uncomfortable with this kind of atmosphere, however, he can't change the style of an era.

Xiangzhou is the headquarters of the Chen family. The Chen family has worked hard here for nearly a hundred years, but the city does not look too prosperous.In recent years, the Qin court has declined, the feudal lords have been at the same time, and wars have been fought year after year. In wars, soldiers and food must be conscripted. There cannot be too much supplies left for the people. When Chen Fu was in power, Xiangzhou robbed caravans several times. The scene is over, and no big businessman dares to run on the ground of the Chen family anymore.

Xie Qinghe didn't ride his horse along the street. He was small and weak, and he couldn't control the horse in an accident. If he kicked the people on the side of the road to make a living, he would be ruined.

Seeing him looking around on the road, Chen Li thought he was obsessed with the "prosperity" of the city, so he took him to a market specializing in goods.

Xie Qinghe followed him to the market for a walk, and all the things he sold were local, and they were very rough.Private transactions are mainly bartering to improve food and clothing, and even money and silk are rarely used.