"Come on, Murong Xue killed someone, quickly arrest her!" Du Shi lay on the ground, shouting in a heart-piercing voice.
The yard was quiet, and there was no one in sight. Naturally, no one responded to her words.
Du Shi was seriously injured, but he still wanted to teach her a lesson, it was beyond his control!
A look of coldness appeared in Murong Xue's eyes, and she raised her voice, "Come here!"
Suddenly there was the sound of hurried footsteps in the silent air. Dozens of guards wearing official uniforms and wearing long swords poured into the Yutang courtyard. They stood neatly in front of Murong Xue with a loud voice: order."
"The old madam has lost her mind and lost her mind. She surrounded the Yutang courtyard and guarded it strictly. Without my order, no one is allowed to enter!" Murong Xue's cold voice carried an unquestionable command tone.
"Yes!" The guards responded in a deep voice, and surrounded the Yutang courtyard with expressionless faces. The security was so strict that it was daunting.
Du's eyes were full of horror, the guards of the Hou Mansion...all surrendered to Murong Xue, why didn't she hear any news about such an important matter...
Murong Xue, this little bastard, really has great abilities, it's extremely hateful...
Sensing her hatred, Murong Xue didn't care, cast a contemptuous glance at her, and walked out without looking back: Mrs. Du is already in her fifties and sixties, and she is getting older, and she will be buried in the ground in a few years. For safety.
And Murong Ye is only fourteen years old, and he will grow bigger and bigger. Even if he has no ability, he will inherit the hereditary position of Marquis of the Kingdom. In the future, the entire Marquis Mansion will be his, and the guards will be under him Live in your hands.
Let them choose between Du Shi and Murong Ye, smart people will choose Murong Ye.
Mrs. Du has sons, daughters, and natal family, so she can't be killed directly, otherwise, she will be in great trouble, so she will be locked up in the Yutang courtyard and let her fend for herself. Whether she lives or dies depends on her own decision. Good luck...
Looking at the slowly closing gate of Yutang Courtyard, the corners of Wuhen's mouth twitched: Mrs. Du is old and has suffered such a serious injury, he must be treated as soon as possible before he can recover.
But Murong Xue not only refused to ask for a doctor, but also ordered the guards to seal the Yutang courtyard. Did she want to delay Du Shi's injury and let her die from serious injuries? Tsk tsk, a brilliant way to kill people without seeing blood, admiration, admiration!
Murong Xue avenged her, she was in a very happy mood, and walked over briskly: "Senior Ouyang."
Ouyang Shaochen looked at her bright little face, with a hint of a smile in his eyes, and said lightly: "All the Diyang grasses have been put into the warehouse you arranged."
"Thank you, son!" Murong Xue said with a smile, "My son has helped me a lot, I invite him to drink tea!"
The corners of Wuhen's mouth twitched again, and he cursed in his heart: Shizi helped Murong Xue find the life-saving Diyang grass, saved her life in the carriage, and helped her bring back the heads of the assassins, but she only asked Shizi to drink Tea, this thank you gift is too light!
"Drinking tea is just a polite thank you. I will always remember your help. In the future, if you need my help, just ask, I will definitely die!" Murong Xue promised with a smile, her dark eyes A rare seriousness flashed in his pupils.
Wuhen coughed a few times unnaturally, and disappeared without a trace in an instant: I misunderstood what he meant, and I have no face to meet people, so hide.
"Go to Luoxue Pavilion for tea?" Ouyang Shaochen asked lightly.
"En!" Murong Xue nodded.
"Let's go!" Ouyang Shaochen waved his sleeve robe lightly, turned around gracefully, and Shi Shiran walked out.
Murong Xue followed him out of the Yutang courtyard, and walked slowly towards Luoxue Pavilion along Qingshi Road.
From a distance, I saw a person sitting on the rockery in front of the pond. He was dressed in a dark green brocade robe and had a handsome and childish face. It was Murong Ye. He looked up at the blue sky, his eyes were foggy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Murong Xue raised her eyebrows: "Brother, how is your injury?"
The cold questioning voice came to his ears, Murong Ye suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Murong Xue who was walking slowly, his eyes lit up, turned over and jumped off the rockery, walked to her quickly, looked up and down to confirm that she was safe and sound, just now He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's great that you came back safely, and my injury has almost recovered..."
Seeing Ouyang Shaochen next to him, Murong Ye straightened his eyes, and bowed deeply to Ouyang Shaochen: "Thank you, Mr. Ouyang, for taking care of my sister..."
"It's a little effort, you're welcome!" Ouyang Shaochen's voice was light.
"Brother, your health is fine, why didn't you go to fight dogs with your cronies and gamble for money?" Murong Xue looked at him, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, a half-smile, obviously joking.
"You say you're friends, what else can we do? I don't want to continue fighting dogs or gambling anymore. I'm studying seriously..." Murong Ye shook the book in his hand, his eyes full of arrogance.
Murong Xue blinked, and carefully reminded: "But your book... was taken upside down..."
Murong Ye was taken aback, and looked down. The word 'Analects of Confucius' on the cover was not upside down.
Murong Ye's handsome face was slightly flushed, he coughed unnaturally a few times, and a trace of frustration flashed in his eyes: He tried very hard to study, but he was not suitable for reading, the pages were full of ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, read, It made him dizzy, how could he even think about understanding what they meant, and then integrate them...
"Why is my brother ready to study all of a sudden?" Murong Xue's eyes were full of curiosity. As long as the original owner could remember, Murong Ye was still playing besides playing, and never took the initiative to read.
"I don't want to be a dandy anymore!" Murong Ye said in a low voice: Ye Yichen went to the battlefield with the army when he was fourteen and made great achievements in battle.
And when he was fourteen years old, he was famous for cockfighting, dogfighting, gambling, and dandyism all over the capital. If he continued to live in such a muddle, let alone eighteen years old, even if he was eighty years old, he would not be as good as them. one!
He wants to study hard, not to be side by side with them, but to stop being such a jerk like now, when people see him, they think of a bunch of negative words, shake their heads and sigh!
Looking at Murong Ye's appearance, did he really want to change himself, was he stimulated by Song Qingyan's words
It doesn't matter if it's true or not, as long as he is willing to make progress, it's a good thing: "There is a minister of civil and military affairs in the court, brother doesn't like to study literature, so you can try martial arts!" Murong Xue smiled.
Murong Ye was taken aback: "Learning martial arts?"
"Yeah, you don't like to stick to words, even if you read books hard, you won't learn much. It's better to practice martial arts. When Uncle Hui teaches you martial arts, you are quite willing to learn."
The original owner had seen Murong Ye and Hui Bo learn martial arts. At that time, he was full of joy and thirst for knowledge, but he was too lazy, so he only learned forty-nine moves in ten years.
"However, don't invite martial arts masters to teach martial arts in the mansion. Go directly to the barracks. You can not only learn martial arts, but also how to use soldiers..."
Murong Ye's qualifications are good, but he is lazy and has no elders to supervise and discipline him, so he has become what he is now, who is not good at writing or good at martial arts!
The barracks is strictly controlled, and the training and requirements for the sergeants are extremely strict. As long as he can endure hardships, it is guaranteed that he will change greatly.