"This gourd medicinal wine is really extraordinary. It can accelerate the improvement of the physical realm. However, the quantity is limited. It can last me five or six days at most. It is best to find a way to buy more!"
When Jiang Li walked back to the house with the wine gourd, Chuchu had already prepared warm water for washing and went to warm Jiang Li's bed.
The house is simple and shabby, and the master and servant don't even have bathtubs.
Jiang Li stood in the outside room, took off his clothes, and used a wooden spoon to scoop up warm water and rinse his body briefly.
When he changed his clothes and walked into the inner room, he saw that the little maid who had warmed his bed was lying on the bed and asleep. The scattered black hair covered half of her young cheeks, and she had a pure charm.
"This little girl just imitated me in drinking at the restaurant. The alcohol must have taken effect now!"
Jiang Li felt funny in his heart. He walked to the bedside and covered Chuchu with a quilt, then sat at the end of the bed, took out the "Henglie" knife manual and started reading.
The "Heng Lie" sword technique is also the basic sword technique that must be practiced by Dazhou sergeants. The sword technique is simple and clear, with wide opening and closing. Use the body to lead the steps, use the body to urge the hands, and use the hands to urge the sword. The sword will turn with you, like a galloping horse. , very suitable for beginners who have no martial arts foundation.
Jiang Li didn't have a knife, so he could only hold it with his hand, imitating Heng Lie's gesture of drawing out the knife. A weak, boneless little foot slipped into his hand, but Chu Chu, who was sleeping soundly next to him, was so hot that he pushed a small foot into his hand. Only his little feet kicked out the quilt.
Chuchu's feet are small, white, tender, delicate, and cute.
Jiang Li could hold it completely with one big hand, and it was soft and boneless, soft and elastic, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.
"Well"
Chuchu snorted in her sleep and stretched out her other little foot.
Jiang Li was afraid that she would catch cold, but he couldn't bear to wake her up, so he held it in one hand and continued to read the knife manual in his hand.
For some reason, although Jiang Li was not slow in understanding the sword manual, he was not in the same magical state as when he was at Yumen Restaurant.
"Where did the evildoer come from? He dared to wander around the Zhenwu Marquis Mansion at night and spy on it!"
"The Yin Shen is going over there!"
"It's injured, it must not be able to run far!"
Jiang Li read the knife manual for a while and felt a little tired. He was about to go to bed when a loud noise suddenly came from outside.
He gently put down Chuchu's feet and walked out of the house. He saw the firelight behind the houses in front of him, and the clashing sounds of weapons and armors were intense and intensive, as if many guards of the Marquis were running hard.
After a while, the sound gradually faded away.
"Is Shengjing very uneasy recently? Why do evil spirits always appear?"
Jiang Li shook his head and turned back to the house.
When the assassin comes, he has to be chased away and captured by the guards in the Hou Mansion. He is weak and cannot help.
In the small house, Chuchu slept soundly on the bed, her petite body curled up, occupying only a small space.
Jiang Li took off his clothes and lay down next to Chuchu.
The quilt is warm and has a girl's unique body fragrance, which makes people feel at ease.
As if aware of Jiang Li's body temperature, Chuchu turned around and snuggled up to Jiang Li naturally. His white lotus-like arms gently rested on Jiang Li's chest. He breathed evenly, and his orchid breath blew on Jiang Li. Away from the chest, slightly cool and restless.
In his memory, Jiang Li and Chuchu slept together since they were children. It was only in the past few years that the two of them grew up and slept in separate rooms.
Feeling the girl's gentle body temperature, Jiang Li could not help but feel hot, but he quickly calmed down.
He was deeply trapped in the Hou family. Although he was sixteen years old, the door of wisdom was closed, he could not practice Confucianism, and his potential was greatly reduced. After the eldest lady He Lou moved him to a lowly status, she also relaxed the restrictions on him, but this did not It means he is really safe.
As long as he did not leave the Hou Mansion for a day, his life would never be in his hands.
Moreover, he knew nothing about Uncle Qianjun, who was about to enter his wife's family, so now was not the time to think about such things.
"Strength, everything is strength!"
Jiang Li took a deep breath to calm his mind and quickly fell asleep.
One night passed quietly.
"Jiang Li, come out, Ninth Young Master wants to see you!"
The next morning, while Jiang Li was sleeping soundly, a menacing voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard door.
After a while, there seemed to be no reply from the courtyard, so he started knocking hard again.
"Jiang Xuanyao? Why is he seeing me so early!"
Jiang Li was awakened by the sound, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt a little displeased.
Chuchu, who was nestling next to him, was also sleeping soundly, with a quiet face and a sweet smile on her lips. She didn't know what good things she had dreamed of.
There was a sudden sound outside the door, and the little girl was caught off guard and startled. She woke up from her dream and her delicate body trembled.
"Sir, what's wrong!" Chu Chu was confused and startled, her breath uneven.
"She is Jiang Xuanyao's maid. You can sleep peacefully while I go take a look!"
Jiang Li sat up from the warm bed tent, put on his clothes in a leisurely manner, put on his snow deer skin coat, opened the door and walked out of the hut.
In the winter morning, the cold wind was biting, and Jiang Li couldn't help but tighten his tight leather jacket.
The sound of strong kicks and curses outside the door continued: "Jiang Li, are you deaf? The Ninth Young Master wants to see you, what are you doing so dawdling!"
When Jiang Li opened the courtyard door, he saw a pretty girl in a red dress and a silver mouse coat standing outside the door with an unhappy look on her face.
She is sixteen or seventeen years old, with fair complexion and good looks. Although she has not completely grown out, her figure is graceful and has a certain charm that does not belong to her age.
Jiang Li didn't often come into contact with people in the mansion, but he also recognized this girl as Luhen, the eldest maid in the house of Jiang Shirong's ninth son, Jiang Xuanyao. She relied on her favor to act arrogantly in front of the servants in the mansion, as if she was half a master.
"Jiang Li, have you passed away in sleep? Why didn't you answer when I knocked on the door?" Lu Hen held his hands on his waist and shouted loudly in the wind and snow, as if she was the master and Jiang Li was the slave.
"What do you want Jiang Xuanyao to do with me?"
Jiang Li frowned but did not have an attack.
Although he was a concubine of the Hou family, under the suppression of the eldest lady, his status and treatment were indeed not as good as those of a favored slave.
In his previous life, he had always been someone who could be bullied.
"Just go see the Ninth Young Master and you will know. Why are you asking so many questions!"
Lu Hen's tone was unkind. At this time, Chu Chu heard the noise and walked out of the room sleepily. When Lu Hen saw Chu Chu, his face instantly became a little colder. His lips were slightly opened and he whispered something.
Although Jiang Li didn't hear it, looking at Lu Hen's mouth shape and expression, it was definitely not a good word.
"Lv Hen, Ninth Young Master, don't you want to see me? You can lead the way!" Jiang Li's eyes flashed and he said calmly.
"Then you follow!"
Only then did Luhen remember the purpose of coming. He twisted the water snake's waist tightly and walked towards Jiang Xuanyao's courtyard.
Jiang Li walked behind silently, and after a while he arrived in front of a house with three entrances. The area alone was dozens of times that of Jiang Li's courtyard.
Upon entering the courtyard, it is the residence of Jiang Xuanyao's six personal guards.
Entering the second courtyard is the living place for the menial maids.
Jiang Xuanyao lived in the innermost courtyard with four bed-warming maids.
Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu, had one wife, two wives, and six concubines.
Jiang Xuanyao is Ping's wife's son.
Among Jiang Shirong's thirty-one children, Jiang Xuanyao was not favored.
However, his mother's second wife, Ning, was the daughter of a prominent family, and she was a royal concubine conferred by the imperial court. She enjoyed a salary from the imperial court, and her status in the Hou Mansion was second only to that of the eldest lady He Lou.
Therefore, Jiang Xuanyao's status among his brothers and sisters is not low.
Especially when several of Jiang Shirong's legitimate sons and concubines came of age, they all served as officials and generals outside. Jiang Xuanyao, who stayed in the mansion, had the air of being the first person in the second generation of the Hou family.
Jiang Li followed Lu Hen into the third courtyard and saw a shirtless and muscular young man practicing boxing fiercely in the courtyard.
