A weak scholar
Luo Qingzhou returned to the courtyard and clenched his fists as he thought about what he had just overheard the second young master was thinking.
Even if you are not brothers, you shouldn't be so vicious, right
“Swish!”
He threw a punch suddenly.
The fist landed on a plum branch in front of him, causing the branch to tremble a few times and scratching his skin painfully.
The boxing moves that the second young master had just performed in the martial arts training ground suddenly appeared in his mind.
Go over and close the gate.
Standing in the courtyard and closing my eyes, I replayed those moves in my mind.
Then, he spread his legs, stood in a horse stance, opened his arms, and began to slowly practice the movements in his mind.
Although it doesn't have that kind of momentum and power, it's still pretty decent.
He doesn't want to be just a weak scholar who can't even tie a chicken!
After a few sets, my whole body started to feel hot.
At the same time, I was panting and my legs were a little weak.
The physical fitness is really poor.
Boxing like this will definitely not have any effect, at best it can just give your body some exercise.
You still have to practice your internal skills and refine your skin and body first!
Look, it’s still early.
He entered the house.
Sit down on the bed, close your eyes, calm your mind, and then the acupoint map and breathing method will appear in your mind.
Soon, he entered the state of practicing martial arts again, dozing in front of the brazier last night.
In the dark underground, seeds began to take root and sprout, breaking through the soil, seeing the light of day, enduring wind and rain, sun and frost, and growing vigorously...
In the dark.
A wisp of breath flows and wanders through the various acupoints in the body, like a traveler on a long journey.
Cross the bridge, climb the hill, and cross the mountains.
Cutting through thorns and winding paths...
Time passes quietly.
Outside the window, the sun sets in the west and then falls into the green mountains.
Night falls.
A silver moon rises quietly.
Xiaodie came back from outside with the clean clothes.
Luo Qingzhou was half asleep when he clearly heard the sound of a door opening and footsteps outside.
He woke up from his nap and opened his eyes.
The air flow in the abdomen, warm, is still flowing slowly there.
"Sir, you're not in the house?"
Xiaodie folded the clothes, put them in the ear-shaped house where she lived, and then walked over.
Luo Qingzhou replied, "Yes."
Xiaodie entered the room, looked at him in the moonlight outside the window and said, "Sir, why are you sitting on the bed? Are you tired of reading? I'll go get you some food, wait a moment."
After saying that, he hurried out again.
After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the airflow in his body before getting up and getting out of bed.
I left the room and came to the courtyard.
The heavy snow stopped.
But the wind was cold and the temperature was still very low.
Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes and standing in the courtyard. His exposed skin was hurt by the cold wind, but the coldness only stayed on his skin for a moment before being driven away by the heat in his body without invading at all.
"This inner strength method is truly amazing!"
Luo Qingzhou secretly admired in his heart.
Then he took a step forward and threw a punch, repeating the same set of boxing moves he had seen in the training ground today.
The more you practice, the more proficient you become.
Although it is not complete, with only a few moves and styles, but after practicing it a few times, my whole body feels warmer and more comfortable, and I am no longer afraid of the cold wind on this winter night.
When Luo Qingzhou retracted his fist, he saw an old elm tree with a thick trunk in front of him, and the picture of leather refining in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.
To refine the body, you must first refine the skin.
Skin refining requires internal strength, external force, and medicine to work together to achieve twice the result with half the effort.
Luo Qingzhou felt that the heat was still flowing in his body at this moment, so he immediately threw a punch and hit the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him.
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand.
However, under the protection and dissipation of the heat flow in the body, the pain disappeared quickly.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand and found no scars.
"Bang!"
He swung his fist again and hit the tree trunk.
The pain still comes quickly and goes away quickly.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
He spread his legs and continued to swing his fists, relying on the heat in his body and the hard tree trunk to temper the skin on the back of his hands.
After punching for a while, he suddenly turned around and hit the tree trunk with his elbows, shoulders and back.
The sturdy old locust tree stood motionless under the cold moon.
In a short while, Luo Qingzhou was sweating all over and gasping for breath.
At the same time, the heat in the body subsided.
The back of his hands, shoulders, back, and elbows all began to ache.
He didn't dare to practice anymore and had to stop.
My physical condition is too weak, so I can't be too impatient.
You can only proceed step by step and practice slowly.
Not long.
Xiaodie walked in with red eyes, carrying steamed buns and rice porridge.
Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looked at her aggrieved look and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Did someone bully you again?"
Xiaodie put down her dinner, tears welling up in her eyes: "Master, even the maids and servants are laughing at you."
Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbly: "Just for this?"
Xiaodie cried, "Even the servants in the kitchen are laughing at you for marrying into the family, and they say you will marry a fool in the future."
Luo Qingzhou smiled, washed his hands, handed the other steamed bun in the bowl to her, and comforted her: "The mouth is on other people's body, they can say whatever they want, don't pay attention to it, we are leaving soon anyway."
Xiaodie took the steamed bun and wiped her tears with her other hand and said, "Sir, will we be bullied by the Qin family again when we go there in the future?"
Luo Qingzhou ate the steamed bun, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."
Xiaodie's tears fell, and she was moved and said, "Sir, I am worried about you."
Luo Qingzhou felt warm in his heart, and he reached out and stroked her head lovingly, saying softly: "Is there a worse situation than now? Don't worry, I will protect myself too."
After dinner.
Xiaodie brought hot water and helped him wash his feet.
Soaking his feet in hot water and feeling the little girl's soft hands rubbing his feet, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.
Xiaodie raised her head and asked in confusion: "Sir, what are you laughing at?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her thin but beautiful face and said with a smile: "Xiao Die, if I say that I feel good now and I am very satisfied, do you believe it?"
At least now he has a pretty and well-behaved little girl to serve him.
At least when we get married, we won’t need expensive gifts, houses and cars.
At least I don’t have to worry about supporting myself.
It’s much better than before.
All that was lost was some dignity.
But in that world, how many people living at the bottom of society have the so-called true dignity
The little maidservant rubbed his feet, looked at him with confused eyes, and muttered, "Young Master is so stupid."
After washing your feet.
The two went to bed.
Still one person per head.
The moonlight falls on the windowsill, bright and cold.
The two of them lay in bed, neither of them wanting to sleep.
After a while.
Xiaodie suddenly said shyly, "Sir, you are getting married soon. I will teach you how to have a wedding night, okay?"
As the little girl spoke, she moved shyly.
Luo Qingzhou's hand accidentally touched her delicate little feet, and suddenly his mind recalled what the three scholars he met on the bridge today were thinking.
"She has a slender figure, soft as if she has no bones, and delicate hands. I'm sure the lotus in her shoes is also small, delicate, white, tender and soft. If I could hold it in my hands and play with it, it would be absolutely wonderful..."
Luo Qingzhou is not a saint.
And it’s the period of puberty.
This young girl sleeping in the same quilt did not have no reactions and thoughts.
Besides, this girl originally belonged to him.
So there is no need to be reserved.
He casually grasped the small and delicate jade foot at hand, and measured it with his other hand. It was indeed small, delicate, slender and lovely.
The most important thing is that the bones are naturally small and have never been wrapped.
Holding it in his palm, it felt boneless, soft and smooth, which made his heart flutter.
But he soon came to his senses.
Now is not the time to act recklessly and bully this little girl.
"Sir, why are you holding my feet?"
Xiaodie blushed but didn't move her feet.
My feet are numb and my heart is numb too.
Luo Qingzhou held her delicate and tender feet, kneading them gently and said, "Xiao Die, I was wondering, if the eldest lady of the Qin family is really a fool, should I really spend the wedding night with her?"
Xiaodie said: "Since the young master is marrying her, they will naturally have a bridal chamber."
Luo Qingzhou said: "But what if she goes crazy and bites me?"
Xiaodie immediately said shyly: "So, sir, I will teach you tonight... tonight how to have a wedding night, okay? As long as you are gentle in the wedding night, the eldest lady of the Qin family will not... will not feel pain, and will not go crazy..."
"Xiao Die, the Master is talking to you about something serious, could you please not drive?"
"Sir, what does it mean to drive?"
"Go to sleep. I have to get up early to study tomorrow morning."
"Sir, I am in the bridal chamber..."
“Snoring…Snoring…”
"Young Master, Young Master..."
“Snoring…Snoring…”
"Woo woo..."