Jia Lian returned home, teased Qingwen a little, and asked them to prepare bath water.
Lying in the long-lost large bathtub, Jia Lian was greatly satisfied physically and mentally. He couldn't help but enjoy the beautiful bathing service while thinking about the few things he must do after returning home.
Arrangement and compensation for the families of the dead or seriously injured guards must be done well.
This is not only related to whether he can enjoy the title of marquis with peace of mind, but also related to whether the subsequent recruitment of personal soldiers can go smoothly.
From the rank of general to the rank of fifth rank. Because he can command the army, his guards can finally be legitimately called personal guards.
Guards are soldiers.
Although military pay and pensions are entirely borne by the family head, they can wield weapons and even some civilian-controlled standard weapons.
According to the system, a marquis can be equipped with one hundred soldiers.
Two hundred for the duke, five hundred for the county king, and one thousand for the prince.
Although most of the nobles in the country are not worthy enough. After all, raising such soldiers is a huge expense in itself.
Just say that if you raise too many personal soldiers and make too much noise, it will easily attract the attention of the royal family.
Therefore, Jia Lian did not plan to have a hundred soldiers.
But there must be at least fifty.
Regardless of the fact that there are only fifty, it is really difficult to choose all the descendants from the Jia family and the generals and heirs left by previous generations of princes.
After all, after so many years, the traditions of the Jia family have long been lost. It was already rare to find more than 20 people that fit your liking.
Therefore, it is necessary to select some with good physical condition and retrain them to become Jia Lian's personal soldiers, who will follow him from birth to death in the future.
But this time so many of the guards who followed him out died, it would definitely make others hesitate.
Therefore, what he has to do now is to arouse the fighting spirit of the servants of the two houses and make them proud to be his personal guards.
Jia Lian already had an idea about this.
And Daiyu, now that she has spoken to Lin Ruhai, she cannot back down and must resolve the matter perfectly.
This also requires certain means and patience.
"Yeah~!
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Jia Lian was so fascinated by the lake that he almost fell asleep when he suddenly heard an exclamation.
It turned out that Qingwen had cleaned other parts of his body. She was trying hard to bend down and pick up his leg, but was shocked by a scar on his calf.
Facing the enemy in battle, the sword had no eyes. Although he was protected by many personal guards, Jia Lian was slightly injured.
"It's just a little scratch, it's not a problem," Jia Lian said.
But the two pretty eyes were filled with tears.
As people who have served Jia Lian all year round, they are probably more familiar with Jia Lian's body than Jia Lian himself.
No one cared more about Jia Lian's body than them.
It’s just that there is such a scar on the second master’s perfect body, and it loses his slender beauty. The key is, how did the second master get this injury, and how dangerous was it at that time?
If he injures his muscles and bones, wouldn't the second master be disabled?
"Second Master, please don't lead troops out again, okay?"
Even Qingwen, a heartless maid, looked at Jia Lian with tears in her eyes and persuaded him.
Jia Lian smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. Xiang Ling next to her cooperated and lowered her head, allowing Jia Lian to stroke her little head smoothly.
"How can we gain wealth without leading troops? How can we support you two without wealth?"
"What are you talking about? We don't have much to eat...
Moreover, you are already a marquis, how can you not be able to support us. "
Although Qingwen felt sorry for Jia Lian, her thinking was still so sharp.
Xiangling also said: "Qingwen and I can both work. From now on, we can support ourselves."
Xiangling is sometimes smart and sometimes naive.
She felt that with the skills she had learned over the years as female workers, especially those at Qingwen, it would not be difficult to support themselves.
"Hahaha……"
Jia Lian laughed happily, caressed the back of Xiang Ling's head lovingly, and then held her slender neck. He felt that this girl was extremely cute.
At this time, Qingwen also realized that Jia Lian was teasing them, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jia Lian, and then asked with concern: "Second Master, does it hurt?"
Although the wound shouldn't be serious, it looked two to three inches long, which was scary enough.
Jia Lian also looked down at the thigh Qingwen was holding. After several months of healing, the scar was almost healed.
But in the face of Qiaobi's concern, Jia Lian said: "It hurts a little."
Qingwen looked distressed.
The clinker Jia Lian blinked again and said with a smile: "But if you kiss me, maybe it won't hurt."
"ah?"
Qingwen was stunned for a moment, but under Jia Lian's care, she was no longer so naive. He immediately realized that this matter was not simple, maybe it was related to Feng Yue.
"Only a ghost would believe you."
Qingwen's face turned red and she immediately threw away Jia Lian's long legs with sparse leg hair.
"Why……"
Jia Lian's expression changed. Seeing this, Xiang Ling hurried over to catch her. She looked at Qingwen reproachfully, then gently soothed Jia Lian's wound with a very concerned expression.
This made Qingwen's complexion change slightly, although she knew that Jia Lian would not blame her, because she had always been so delicate in front of Jia Lian.
She even asked Jia Lian if he would hate her, but Jia Lian said no.
Although Jia Lian may not have lied to her, he was afraid of comparison in everything.
She also hated that Xiangling, a stupid girl, just because she obeyed the second master without any bottom line, made the second master increasingly manipulate them and make excessive demands.
But Xiangling was so obedient and obedient. In comparison, shouldn't she be dragged out and beaten to death?
If Qingwen knew a word called "internal volume", then she would definitely give Xiang Lingguan the title of "King of Internal Volume".
"Step aside."
Qingwen angrily pushed Xiang Ling away. Seeing Xiang Ling looking at her dully, her face turned red and she still said: "Turn around, don't look."
After saying that, he rolled his eyes at Jia Lian again, then hugged Jia Lian's thigh and stroked Jia Lian's wound with his small hands. When the feeling of distress reappeared in his heart, he seemed to be less resistant.
After only a moment of hesitation, she lowered her head and gently licked Jia Lian's hand, telling herself that this was just to soothe the second master's wound.
Xiangling didn't understand why Qingwen was so shy if it wasn't just a lick.
When a kitten or puppy is injured, doesn’t the mother cat help lick the wound?
She didn't think Jia Lian's request was too much. If Qingwen doesn't want to, she will do it.
As for Jia Lian, he just wanted to tease Qingwen. If she didn't like it, forget it.
At this time, I feel a numbness on my calves, which is also a bit interesting.
Seeing that Xiang Ling still looked so cute, he waved to her and got intimate with her.
They are all my treasures. I don’t know how many people have done this kind of thing to add interest to each other, but today is just an ordinary day.
But I don't know if Qingwen was deliberately retaliating against him or something else. She left the location of the scar after a while and deliberately made one of his legs wet and numb, which aroused his interest.
Take a closer look at the two girls beside him who are only wearing thin plain clothes and waiting for him to bathe. They are both of the highest quality in the world.
Cherry mouth, willow waist, every part is charming.
Jia Lian couldn't help but feel interested.
It has been several years, but it has not been accepted. Why not take advantage of this grand day to congratulate the two girls on the red pill?
Thinking of this makes me very excited.
But just as he raised his hand, his wet arm came into contact with the air, and the slight coldness made Jia Lian temporarily give up the urge to make trouble.
It was cold in early spring, so it didn't matter that he was strong. These two girls were delicate, and he would feel bad if they were injured by the wind.
So he smiled and stopped Qingwen who was still making trouble on her thighs, wiped her body, simply put on her clothes and robe, took her two beautiful maids with her, and returned to the bedroom.
Then there were a few jokes and a few spring scenes, but it was not enough to talk to outsiders.
