How could Su Qian'an know what Xia Chu was thinking. The young master asked and he replied. If the young master drinks, he will drink. When the young master eats, he watches the young master eat...
After Xia Chu got herself tipsy, she couldn't bear it anymore. After wiping her oily hands, she looked at Su Qian'an and asked, "Do you want to have a fight?"
Su Qian'an was stunned for a moment, then asked after a while: "Does the young master want to spar with me?"
Xia Chu snorted.
"I told you that my Qinggong skills are okay, and the rest is just superficial."
"That?" Su Qian'an looked confused.
Xia Chu ignored him, stood up, opened the door, and shouted Bian Ding outside.
With a "whoosh" sound, a black shadow fell down and stood in front of Xia Chu, kneeling down and saluting.
"There is no need to kneel down in the future." Xia Chu helped him up and ordered.
Bian Ding raised his hands to bow and said yes.
"You two fight, let me enjoy it." Xia Chu pointed at Su Qian'an who was still stunned inside.
The two of them looked at each other, said nothing, and walked into the hospital one after the other.
After both sides bowed, they each showed their weapons. Su Qian'an drew out his sword, and Bian Ding drew out his sword.
"Just click on it." Xia Chu reminded him as he climbed up the steps and sat down.
After hearing this, the two quietly took back their weapons. Get ready for melee combat.
Su Qian'an took the initiative and jumped into the air. He accumulated strength in his right hand and raised his fist towards Bian Ding. While Bian fixed his body and dodged, he quickly kicked out. Su Qian'an forced herself to turn over in the air, barely dodging the blow.
Su Qian'an gasped and refused to show weakness. He stepped forward again, raised his left hand, and swept the back of his hand across Bian Ding's neck. Bian Ding did not hide, stretched out his right arm to block, and punched Su Qian'an in the stomach with his left hand. Su Qian'an managed to stretch out her right hand to catch it, but Bian Ding turned over and grabbed both wrists, pulling them forward. I fell, well, a dog eats shit.
Xia Chu couldn't help but closed her eyes. Although he is not good at martial arts, he still knows it very well. From the first move, the outcome was decided. The following moves are all guidance on side orders.
He knew the level of Su Qian'an's martial arts, but he didn't know Bian Ding's level. In his previous life, he only knew that Bian Ding was unfathomable, but in the end, he was the one who caused Bian Ding to fall into Xiao Yanjun's trap and die without a doubt.
At this moment, Xia Chu looked at the high-spirited Bian Ding. I thought to myself, such a master. Xiao Yanjun had to pay a heavy price to kill him in his previous life. In this life, should he let Bian Ding stab Xiao Yanjun in the end
The sound of Su Qian'an landing could still be heard from time to time in the center of the yard. Xia Chu looked at Su Qian'an's whole body, but there was still a ruthless look in his eyes. Unable to bear to continue watching him being beaten in various ways, Bian Ding stopped.
Bian Ding suddenly stopped his hand and helped Su Qianan up. Asked Xia Chu: "Master, do you have any other instructions?"
"No more." Xia Chu gave him a thumbs up.
Bian Ding resigned expressionlessly, and disappeared again with a "whoosh" sound.
Xia Chu looked at the dark night and silently retracted his thumb. He smiled and said: "There is something wrong. I brushed off my clothes and hid my body and fame."
Su Qian'an hummed twice. Xia Chu quickly turned around and helped him into the house to sit down. Then he went back to his room to get the medicine box and came to give him medicine.
Su Qianan grimaced in pain but did not scream.
Xia Chu checked and found that they were all skin injuries, so he comforted them: "It's okay, just apply some medicine and they'll be fine in two days."
Su Qian'an nodded muffledly.
"He is the number one secret guard in the Hou Mansion. It will not be a shame to lose to him."
Su Qian'an felt better after hearing this, and after thinking about it for a while, she felt something was wrong. Asked: "So, the young master wants to see me get beaten?"
Xia Chu paused while applying the medicine and smiled awkwardly. While continuing to apply the medicine, he said matter-of-factly: "You can make progress faster by competing with masters. Look at this world, there is no one with strong martial arts skills who was not beaten out by others."
After hearing this, Su Qian'an nodded frequently, feeling that it was very reasonable, so she asked: "Then when I am ready, I will ask him to come out and fight with me."
Xia Chu's hands shook again, and he thought for a moment and said, "No need, after this battle. You need to carefully consider where you lost to make it meaningful."
Su Qian'an felt very right and said, "Then wait until I get better and I'll fight after I figure it out!"
Xia Chu threw the ointment on the table and pinched the area between his brows. After taking a deep breath, he said, "I'm a little tired. You should rest quickly after taking the medicine."
Su Qian'an stood up tremblingly to see her off, but was pushed down by Xia Chu, and she had no choice but to watch Xia Chu leave...
At the beginning of Xia Xia, he went back to the house and slept for a while under the influence of alcohol. Until I was woken up by firecrackers in the morning, I could still vaguely hear the bustling sounds of people outside.
Xia Chu called Mo Xiang in to ask what happened outside.
"Master, it's the second day of the new year. We all just paid tribute to the God of Wealth and borrowed ingots." Mo Xiang bowed and replied.
"Borrow... Yuanbao?" Xia Chu tilted his head and looked at Mo Xiang in surprise.
"Yuanbao is made of paper. Every time you pay a certain amount of money, you will exchange one or two pairs of Yuanbao to the temple. Instead of saying 'buy', you will say 'borrowing'. When you return it, you will offer it to the stove and decorate it with colorful paper ingots of various colors. It's a good omen for the year." Seeing Xia Chu's confusion, Mo Xiang explained in detail.
Xia Chu nodded, indicating that he understood.
Mo Xiang asked him if he needed to wash up, and Xia Chu asked her to prepare it.
After Xia Chu finished dressing, he went to find the Marquis.
The Marquis was flipping through the greeting cards in the study. When he saw him coming, he pointed to the pile of greeting cards on another table and said to him: "Now, you have more greeting cards than me."
Xia Chu curled his lips and said, "Except for the Ninth Princess and His Majesty the Seventh Highness, I won't accept anyone else."
The Marquis glanced at Xia Chu and asked, "Have you made it clear to the Ninth Princess? Yesterday, I heard from the Emperor that Concubine Qi was going to see you."
Xia Chu originally thought that he wouldn't be able to stay in the capital for long, but now it seemed that he had to make it clear before leaving.
"I'm looking for a chance to make it clear before I leave."
The Marquis nodded.
Seeing that he was still flipping through the posts, Xia Chu asked, "Is there anyone dad wants to meet?"
The Marquis said with a look of disdain: "They are just people chasing each other in the officialdom. I don't want to see them."
Xia Chu laughed out loud when he heard this and echoed: "Then I won't see you."
The Marquis took out a greeting note and said: "Now that you have chosen His Highness Seventh, I still want to meet Mr. Xu, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue."
"when?"
"Let's have dinner today." The Marquis wrote a reply to the post and had it sent away.
Xia Chu read for a while in the study, had dinner with Mr. Hou at noon, and then went to Suyuan in the afternoon.
When it was almost the time of You, Mo Xiang came to pass the news, saying that Xu Wenlan, the son of the Minister of Hubu, came to visit. Xia Chu asked Mo Xiang to say "I'm sorry" and stayed in Suyuan. It wasn't until Master Xu left at Haishi that Xia Chu left Suyuan to find the Marquis.
The Marquis drank some wine, his face was rosy, and his expression was more blurry than before.
Xia Chu asked the maid to make a bowl of sobering soup, then walked to Mr. Hou and said angrily, "Why didn't you stop Xu Wenlan when he came and asked him to find me?"
The Marquis looked at Xia Chu and said with a smile: "Master Xu has good conduct and is upright as an official, which is very rare. The son he taught is not too bad. I think Xu Wenlan is also a talented person. I thought I would meet you, too. It doesn’t matter…”
After Xia Chu held his forehead, he pinched the center of his brows, suppressed his emotions and said softly: "My father, please don't worry about this."
The Marquis was a little unhappy after hearing this, thinking that Xu Wenlan was indeed good, how would you know if I didn't meet him.
Xia Chu saw Master Hou frowning, then walked behind him and hugged his neck, resting her head on his back and said coquettishly: "I don't have the heart to think about this now, I still want to stay with you for many, many years. "
The Marquis' heart melted, he clapped his hand and said, "Okay, okay, it all depends on you."
The maid outside the house knocked on the door and brought sobering soup. Xia Chu walked over to pick it up and gave it to her father to drink.
Mr. Hou said with a grimace, "I didn't drink too much."
Xia Chu refused and sent another one forward.
The Marquis had no choice but to take it and drink it.
Xia Chu smiled, took the empty bowl and put it next to him. He chatted with the Marquis again until he saw that he was tired, so he sent him back to rest.
When Xia Chu resigned, the Marquis asked him to rest early as well, saying that he would take him to a sacrifice tomorrow.
Xia Chu couldn't bear to brush him off, so she agreed and retreated.
Xia Chu didn't know at the time, for this sentence. From the third to the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, he was dragged to various places by the Marquis to offer sacrifices.
It’s about inviting gods, welcoming Buddha, and other ridiculous birthday celebrations for the Jade Emperor.
Every day he was confused and confused about who he was, where he was, and what he was doing.
It wasn't until he returned home on the afternoon of the ninth day of the Lunar New Year that the Marquis told him that the grueling sacrifice was finally over.
He took a long breath and was finally relieved.
When I got home, I threw myself into the quilt and couldn't sleep.
Borrowing ingots comes from the records of "Old Capital Cultural Relics Brief".
(End of chapter)