Yang Qian finished his dinner and drank all the soup happily, swiping his mouth.
"Ba Shi~~~~"
It's really strange that I have been sleeping in the open air on the grassland for too long, and it is rare to have a good meal, which makes people feel like they have no regrets in this life.
Seeing the two women quarreling over a cup of tea, it was almost time, and Yang Qian stepped forward to interrupt them directly.
"That's enough, noisy noisy~~~What time is it? People next door don't need to sleep. Zhang Yumeng takes the dinner plate out. I'm going to sleep." Yang Gan said.
Zhang Yumeng breathed heavily and looked at Qin Xiangru who was hiding under the blanket, "Humph, if I don't talk nonsense to you, I'm not polite at all. You deserve to have one big chest and one small one, and walk like a duck."
"Ah? You are so rude. Master, I strongly suggest that she be put to death. Such people will lower your taste, Master."
A personal maid like Qin Xiangru has never scolded anyone in her entire life. If she meets a good master, her life will be much easier.
If they meet someone as good as the original Ji Zhao, they will almost get scolded, or even punched and kicked, but they can't say a bad word, if the one above them is unhappy, their life will be in danger.
Such a personal maid was complaining about how she was Zhang Yumeng's opponent. After a while, tears of grievance were already rolling in her eyes.
"Okay~~~Zhang Yumeng, go to sleep. Don't provoke Xiangru in the future, do you understand?"
Putting away the snacks, Yang Gan watched the two women having sex with satisfaction. It was really exciting and added a different kind of happiness to the boring night.
After Zhang Yumeng went out, Yang Gan lay on the bed with a frown and rubbed the purple bruises on his body.
It seems that his armor is still flawed. It is relatively easy to block the edge. How to block heavy weapons is the most difficult topic to overcome.
In the world of the previous life, armor has almost reached its peak level after thousands of years of evolution. Chain armor has been in use for as long as BC.
Thousands of years of use are enough to prove its effectiveness. Of course, Yang Qian's Mingguang chain armor uses mountain pattern armor technology.
Each piece of armor is a completely closed closed structure, so that the blade cannot damage its structure. The only thing that can hurt you is probably a heavy weapon such as a bone.
While thinking about how to improve the armor, Yang Qian gradually entered into a dream. In the past month, both physical strength and energy have reached their limits. Ordinary soldiers only need to obey orders.
But firstly, Yang Gan needed to command the entire army, secondly, he had to make plans himself, and thirdly, he had to take the lead in every charge. The combination of the three almost overwhelmed Yang Qian, who had nowhere to use his energy.
Qin Xiangru held her cheeks in her hands and looked at Yang Qian's pure white and pink cheeks carefully, as if she was thinking of something.
"Pfft" couldn't help but smile, confirming the sentence, I look at you, I have even thought of the name of our child, but she also knows that her status is too low.
If it were an ordinary scholar-bureaucrat family, she could still have some delusions, but Yang Qian was the prince of the Xia Kingdom, and strictly speaking she was not even qualified to be a concubine.
Zhang Yumeng returned to the wing and found a good harvest. Although Yang Qian didn't promise him anything, he didn't jump out to interrupt the quarrel with his wife just now, but watched the show silently.
Judging from this point alone, he didn't deal with his heart, which made her feel relieved.
"Christina, are you asleep?"
"Sleep."
.........
"I would like to ask, how old is Yang Gan and how does he and his wife get along on weekdays?"
Krisna rested her head on her hands and closed her eyes tightly. "No one knows Yang Gan's age because he never said it. As for his wife? If I remember correctly, he has not reached adulthood yet. Where can he find his wife?" ?”
Zhang Yumeng turned to look at Krisna and said in surprise, "That's impossible. I saw that woman named Qin Xiangru strip naked and crawl into his bed."
"That's his personal maid, not his wife."
Zhang Yumeng suddenly realized, "Why did the maid sleep with him?"
"A personal maid, doesn't it mean to stick to the body?" In Krisna's understanding, this seems to be the meaning.
Zhang Yumeng tilted her head. Isn't it said that the ancients were very conservative? Why is the world so messy?
"By the way, you said Yang Qian is still underage? How old is he?"
Krisna turned over and sighed, "Didn't I tell you just now? Yang Gan never said his age. Even if others asked a few more questions, he would always say that he was seventeen or eighteen years old, but I guess he might still be Not even 15 years old."
Zhang Yumeng shrank his neck. Are children under the age of fifteen already starting to kill people everywhere? So scary.
"Christina, I..."
"Shut up, I want to sleep. If you say one more word, I will chop off your head and make it into a wine glass..."
........
A night of silence.
The next day, Zhang Yumeng closed her eyes, touched the pillow randomly, turned on her phone and looked at it, "Damn, it's only five o'clock. I didn't get enough sleep before, why did I wake up at five o'clock today?"
Holding her fluffy hair, yawning, and looking around, Krisna and Belika were nowhere to be found, but the blankets were neatly folded.
As soon as I walked out of the side room, there were constant knocking sounds. I looked closely and saw that there were about ten people repairing the kitchen. Unexpectedly, Yang Qian was very fast.
Seeing how people built houses in ancient times, out of curiosity, Zhang Yumeng came to the door of the kitchen. The craftsman who oversaw the work came to her and said, "Is this lady a member of the family?"
Craftsmen are not stupid. The slaves all get up early and start working. How can they sleep until now?
Zhang Yumeng felt slightly uncomfortable. This was the first time that such a big person saluted him respectfully, and he always felt flattered.
"Yes, yes, I am a family member, don't worry about me, you are busy with your business."
"No, ma'am."
Zhang Yumeng looked around, and she found that the craftsmen here were very good. Almost all of them were made of building frames made of wood and glue-like things. Unlike her own era, splicing? Anything that doesn't exist is just a nail.
After just watching for a while, she got bored. She touched her belly and came to the canteen. Sure enough, there was breakfast. She was very satisfied with this. Just like in the big cities, they had three meals a day.
"Holy shit, eating mutton so early in the morning? Do you want to be so hard-core? There is no porridge or soy milk, fried dough sticks or the like. Xiaolongbao is also fine."
Complaining is about complaining, and eating is about eating. After a while, he saw the round arch in the school ground. As if thinking of Krisna's introduction, Zhang Yumeng, who was curious again, walked towards the school ground with a piece of meat in his mouth.
She did not choose to go in directly, but secretly exposed one eye and peeked carefully. Her originally casual eyes suddenly became dull.
Yang Gan gritted his teeth, and sweat dripped down all over the door. He was covered with two huge stones, fixed to his body with leather tanned straps, and he was doing squats and squats.
Krisna and Belika kept throwing the stone locks up and down to build up their strength. At this point, their strength far exceeded that of men of the same weight.
Yang Qian has actually always been quite curious. Many women in his previous life were very ignorant. In their eyes, it was as if their men could not beat them.
In fact, the maximum strength limit of a woman of the same weight is the minimum strength limit of a man. There is a big difference in the middle. Of course, some people who have received professional training do not count.
After training for a long time, Yang Qian's face turned red, and at the same time, his head felt like a string "stuck" and broke. In an instant, the two huge stones on his body did not seem to be as heavy as before.
"Krisna, add another piece to me. I feel my strength has broken through."
"Wait~~!" Afraid of hurting Yang Gan, Krisna directly put the stone lock in her hand gently on his body, and immediately three big stones pressed on his body.
"Hoo~~~!" After exercising for a long time, Yang Gan put the stones on the dirt, and there was a muffled sound from the ground.
Suddenly, Yang Gan felt that someone was staring at him, grabbed a stick from the wooden frame, and quickly threw it out.
"Whoosh~~~!"
The stick directly passed across Zhang Yumeng's cheek, driving a few strands of hair and inserting it into the wall opposite the arch.
"I thought who was so bold as to come and spy on me, but it turned out to be you."
Zhang Yumeng's eyes widened, and he felt a palpitation in his heart as quickly as he came. "Just now, I almost died just now."
She was paralyzed on the ground, she was frightened.
Yang Gan walked up to her. The little cotton-padded jacket held the tray appropriately and came to Yang Gan. He wiped his sweat with a towel and drank a pot of cold water. It was so refreshing.
"Little cotton-padded jacket, is this water boiled and boiled?" Yang Gan was afraid that little cotton-padded jacket would be lazy, so he gave himself raw water directly.
Now in ancient times, if you were infected with some parasite or something, you would really be blinded.
The little cotton-padded jacket nodded, "I'll get up before midnight, boil the water according to the master's instructions, and let it cool down."
Yang Gan nodded with satisfaction, "From now on, all drinking water at home should be boiled with cold water."
"yes!"
Yang Gan kicked Zhang Yumeng on the ground and said, "Hey, are you dead?"
"I almost died..." Zhang Yumeng's eyes were dull. How could this world be so unafraid of human life.
The irritated Zhang Yumeng immediately jumped up and said angrily, "Are you a violent man? I just peeked a little, and you almost killed me."
"You can't die. I control my strength. Besides, if you want to see it, just do it openly. Being sneaky is nothing. I thought it was some little thief who was so bold to come here to run wild."
"Young Master, Young Master." The mistress came to the school gate and said with a smile, "Sir, Gao Yushi sent someone to ask if he has time in the evening. He plans to set up a few tables in the restaurant to celebrate your promotion."
"A treat? Not interested." Yang Qian shook his head. He had a lot of things to do. He didn't have time to socialize. If he had time to socialize, he might as well exercise more. There were more important things to solve in the afternoon.
