When you have finished throwing away the leaves in your hand, grab another handful. There are many trees here, and the trees are full of leaves.
Just running and running like this, she practiced her attack skills, while Zhe Zhiwei practiced his evasion ability, the two of them complemented each other perfectly.
At the lake, the two landed on the shore almost at the same time.
"No distinction between superior and inferior." Xining said calmly.
Zhe Zhiwei saw the gap between the two of them. He was breathing a little tighter, but he was already out of breath. While trying hard to adjust his breath, he couldn't help but admire him from the bottom of his heart: "You won."
Of course, my sister spends all night refining her qi, and with the memory of her previous life, she avoids detours and her qi increases much faster than in her previous life.
Xining curled up the corner of his mouth and looked at the sparkling lake under the moonlight: "It's so late, where do you plan to go?"
"I can't sleep, I want to take a walk." Zhe Zhiwei hesitated: "It's better for you. Having too many brothers and sisters is just annoying."
Xining raised his eyebrows: "Afraid that you will divide your father's money?"
Zhe Zhiwei was silent for a while, and then said "hmm".
If a poor person has many children, when the meal is served, everyone on the table will grab food. Those with money and power are naturally even more miserable. Emperor Kangxi had 35 sons in total, 11 of whom died in infancy. Of the 24 alive, 9 participated in the fight for the throne. Except for one son who became emperor and one son who received a reward for being a crony, the others were either poisoned, forced to death, tortured to death, or imprisoned for life.
Xining said with some emotion: "It's hard to live in a high position. This worry is gone, and that worry comes again. Fortunately, I have a good and capable father who helped me block most of it."
Zhe Zhiwei's father is the military commander of the 10th District. He has five sons and eleven daughters. The son could have had more, of course he could have survived. Zhe Ruicheng has some ability, but he does not spend his energy on expanding the territory and reorganizing military and government affairs. Instead, he spends most of his energy on looking for flowers and willows.
Counting the concubines who were brought in, there were already seventeen, eight of whom died young for various reasons.
It is said that Zhe Ruicheng's health has not been good recently, so his adult sons have been interested in starting a drama of seizing the heir.
As the fourth living son, Zhe Zhiwei was actually not as good as the third son of the eldest son, the direct descendant of his wife, but he was already an adult, so it was normal for him to be cautious and evil.
Perhaps in the previous plot, Zhe Zhiwei's death was not an accident, but...
Looking at the silvery lake surface, she let out a long breath: "Hide if you can. Anyway, there is a bite to eat. If you can't hide, then don't hide. It's a knife to extend your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head. Fight for your life. He might still be alive."
Zhe Zhiwei maintained his usual silence again. In that complex big family, too much talk made too many mistakes, just like in the palace. Children of low-status concubines, even princes and princesses, were careful and walked on thin ice to avoid being killed.
"I'll take the first step, come to me if you need anything!" Xining jumped up and left the lake.
Heroic! She was the only one who said such words without feeling that she was bragging and trying to put gold on her own face. The ability is really strong, even he can't compare... Zhe Zhiwei looked at the slim figure jumping above the forest sea, and soon disappeared, but he still looked at it for a long time, and he didn't know how long it took him to come back to his senses. .
Xi Ning practiced cross-legged in his usual place. He didn't open his eyes until the wake-up reminder bell rang in the school district. His breath and meridians had been circulating throughout his body for several weeks.
He raised his hands and stretched, and couldn't help but yawned. There is a wake-up bell at seven o'clock every day in the school district, and classes start at eight o'clock. In the past, I would often open my eyes only when the school bell rang. Now that your biological clock is developed, you will have time to have breakfast.
She stood up and jumped towards the school district dozens of kilometers away.
Breakfast was actually quite rich, but she still chose porridge that was easy to digest. Mainly when lying down, eating a too dry breakfast will make your stomach upset.
When we arrived at the cafeteria, there was not much porridge left that was just warm. After making a bowl, I drank it down and went to the classroom before the bell rang.
Entering the large lecture hall, I felt something was wrong.
When she usually enters the classroom, she naturally becomes the center of attention. But today's atmosphere is a little different from usual...
The big man with a curly beard who was sitting on a chair nearby stood up suddenly: "Miss!"
Suddenly, Xining jumped, and his whole body leaned back subconsciously.
Taking another look, I knew this person, wasn't it the one who asked her for a letter of recommendation before, Tong Liu Meridian Instructor Ying, Ying Feihu!
Ying Feihu's dark face glowed red, he touched her feet in military boots and gave her a standard military salute: "Miss! The general ordered me to come back and follow you."
ah? ...Xining's jaw almost dropped. What's going on?
Ying Feihu stood up straight and held his head high: "The general said that I should be where I am most needed and important, so he sent me to you. Please take care of me in the future. If you need anything, just give me orders!"
Ying Feihu's situation is indeed a bit embarrassing. In the academy, no matter how good the instructors are, there will always be one or two close ones. And he is unsociable and always keeps to himself. He doesn't show any shame in what he does, and he doesn't show any shame in what he says. If he hadn't had access to the six meridians, the instructor with the highest martial arts skills would have been kicked out long ago.
It can be like this in the academy. If you go to the military camp and serve as a top soldier, you will be disrespecting your talents and directly banning senior officers. In that kind of environment of overt and covert fighting, it is even more unpleasant. When it's time to fight, if you set a trap casually, your life will be left in the pit.
So Ying Haoxiong simply sent him back to the academy, maybe he wanted to see if she could control this thorn.
Xining smiled bitterly: "But following me would be overkill. Besides, I don't need anyone to follow me."
Hu Liangming, who was sitting there, glared hatefully. Well, he was Miss Ying's follower. Why was this old man joining in the fun?
Ying Feihu couldn't hide his words and said everything like he was pouring beans: "The general said that my job is to follow the eldest lady. If the eldest lady can protect her well, she can prove me and entrust me with important tasks. So please Miss, stop trying to shirk!"
Well, this cheap dad is really cunning. He kicked the ball in the past and kicked it back again.
Ying Feihu also turned around and made a gesture of invitation towards the back wall of the classroom: "This is the bed you need. I brought it and it has been laid. If the eldest lady feels uncomfortable, I will get another one. .”
bed? Xining walked to the end of the classroom, and everyone's eyes followed her to the back.
Let me go, it's really a bed. It was a folding bed, opened, with a pillow and a new thin blanket folded squarely on it.
She said in her recommendation letter that she wanted a folding bed, but there was no need to give it to her like this. This was too...
No wonder the students' eyes were obscure and many couldn't help but snicker.
Ying Feihu is really a legendary fool, and he is not afraid of being misunderstood by others. They all say that he recommends himself a pillow, but he even brings a bed. At such an old age, he can be a father, and he still has a big beard...
