My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 8 Slaves

  Weak scholar?

  Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard, clenched his fists thinking about what the second young master was thinking just now.

  Even if he is not a brother, he shouldn't be so vicious, right?

   "Shua!"

  He punched suddenly.

  The fist landed on a branch of horizontal plum in front of him, the branch trembled a few times, and the skin was painful when it was scraped.

  Suddenly, the boxing moves that the second young master did in the martial arts training ground appeared in his mind.

  Go over and close the courtyard gate.

  Standing in the courtyard and closing his eyes, he replayed those actions in his mind.

   Immediately, he spread his legs, stood up, opened his arms, and began to practice slowly following the movements in his mind.

  Although he doesn't have that kind of momentum and strength, he still looks decent.

  He doesn't want to be just a weak scholar with no strength to restrain a chicken!

   After playing a few sets, I started to feel hot all over.

  At the same time, he was out of breath and his legs felt weak.

   Physical fitness is really bad.

  Punching like this will definitely have no effect, at best it can exercise your body a little.

   It is still necessary to practice inner strength and mind first, refine skin and body!

   Look at the time is still early.

  He entered the house.

  Sit down on the bed, close your eyes, and meditate first, then the picture of the acupoints and the method of breathing and qi appear in your mind.

   Soon, he entered the practice state of dozing off in front of the brazier last night again.

  In a pitch-black ground, the seeds began to take root and germinate, break through the soil, and see the light of day. After being hit by wind, rain, sun and frost, they thrived...

in the dark.

  A ray of breath flows and swims in various acupuncture points in the body, like a traveler on a long journey on foot.

  Cross bridges and climb slopes, over mountains and ridges.

   Overcoming thorns and thorns, twists and turns...

  Time passed quietly.

  Outside the window, the sun fell into the western sky and then into the green hills.

   Night falls.

  A silver moon rises quietly.

   Xiaodie hugged the clean clothes and came back from the outside.

  Luo Qingzhou clearly heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming from outside while he seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping.

  He woke up from his doze and opened his eyes.

  The airflow in the abdomen, warm, is still flowing slowly there.

   "Master, are you not in the house?"

  Xiaodie folded her clothes and put them in the side room where she lived, then walked over.

  Luo Qingzhou responded, "Yes."

  Xiao Die entered the room, looked at him through the moonlight outside the window and said, "My lord, what are you doing sitting on the bed? Are you tired from studying? The maidservant is going to fetch you food, wait a while."

   After finishing speaking, he hurried out again.

  After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the air in his body before getting up and getting out of bed.

  Out of the room, came to the courtyard.

  The heavy snow stopped.

   But the wind is cold and the temperature is still very low.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes, standing in the small courtyard, his exposed skin was hurt by the cold wind, but the cold air only stayed on the skin for a moment, and was driven away by the heat flow in his body, and did not invade half point.

   "This inner strength method is really amazing!"

  Luo Qingzhou admired secretly.

   Immediately, he stepped forward and punched, and punched the set of punches he saw in the martial arts field today several times.

  The more you play, the more proficient you become.

  Although it is incomplete, there are only a few moves and styles, but after several strikes, the whole body becomes warmer and more comfortable, and I am no longer afraid of the cold wind in this cold 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 refining leather in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.

   To refine the body, first refine the skin.

  Skin refining requires the cooperation of internal strength, external force beating, and medicine to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

  Luo Qingzhou felt the heat still circulating in his body at this time, and immediately threw a punch, hitting the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him suddenly.

"boom!"

   There was a muffled sound.

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand.

  However, under the protection and ablation of the heat flow in the body, the pain disappeared quickly again.

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand, but there was no injury.

"boom!"

  He threw another punch and hit the tree trunk.

  Pain still comes and goes quickly.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

  He separated 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 hand.

   After punching for a while, he turned around suddenly, and punched the tree trunk with his elbow, shoulder, and back.

  The stout old locust tree stood still under the cold moon.

   Within a short while, Luo Qingzhou was sweating and out of breath.

  At the same time, the heat in the body receded.

  The back of his hands, shoulders, back, and elbow joints all began to ache.

  He didn't dare to practice anymore, so he had to stop.

   Physical fitness is too weak to be in a hurry.

  You can only practice step by step and practice slowly.

   not long.

  Xiao Die came in with red eyes, carrying steamed buns and white rice porridge.

  Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looked at her aggrieved look and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"

  Xiao Die put down the dinner, tears rolled in her eyes: "Master, even those maids and servants are laughing at you."

  Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbfounded: "Just for this?"

  Xiao Die cried: "Even the cooking servants in the back kitchen are laughing at the young master's marriage, and said that the young master will marry a foolish wife in the future."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, went to wash her hands, handed another steamed bun in the bowl to her, and said in relief: "The mouth grows on other people, so they can say whatever they like, don't worry about it, we'll leave anyway gone."

  Xiaodie took the steamed bun, wiped her tears with the other hand, and said, "My lord, will we still be bullied by the Qin family when we pass by?"

  Luo Qingzhou ate steamed buns, fell silent for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

  Xiaodie’s tears fell, and she was moved: "My lord, this servant is worried about you."

  Luo Qingzhou's heart warmed up, and he stretched out his hand to stroke her head lovingly, and said softly: "Is there any worse situation than now? Don't worry, I will protect myself too."

   After eating.

  Xiao Die brought hot water and helped him wash his feet.

  Both feet were soaked in hot water, feeling the little girl's soft hands rubbing them, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.

  Xiao Die raised her head and asked in confusion, "My lord, what are you laughing at?"

  Luo Qingzhou looked at her thin but beautiful face, and said with a smile: "Xiaodie, if I say that I feel good now, I am very satisfied, do you believe it?"

  At least now there is a pretty and well-behaved little girl serving him.

   At least when the time comes to get married, there is no need for expensive bride price, house and car.

   At least you don't have to worry about supporting yourself.

  It's much better than before.

   All that was lost was some dignity.

  But in that world, how many people living at the bottom have the so-called real dignity?

  The little servant girl helped him rub his feet, looked at him with big confused eyes, and muttered, "Young master is so stupid."

   Wash your feet.

   The two go to bed.

   Still one person and one head.

  The moonlight fell on the window sill, bright and cool.

  The two were lying on the bed, neither sleepy.

   After a while.

  Xiao Die suddenly said in a shy voice: "Young master, you are getting married soon, slave... slave will teach you the bridal chamber, okay?"

   While talking, the little girl moved her body shyly.

  Luo Qingzhou's hand accidentally touched her delicate little feet, and the thoughts of the three scholars who met on the bridge during the day suddenly came to mind.

  "The body is slender, soft as if without bones, and the jade hands are slender. Presumably the golden lotus in the shoe is also small and slender, white and soft. If you can hold it in your hand and play with it, it will definitely be wonderful..."

  Luo Qingzhou is not a saint.

   And it is in the budding period of youth.

   It is not without reactions and thoughts to the young girl sleeping in a quilt.

   Besides, this girl was originally his.

  So there is no need to be reserved.

  He held the small and delicate jade foot in his hand, and measured it with the other palm. It was really small, exquisite, slender and lovely.

  The most important thing is that the natural bones are small and exquisite, and have not been wrapped.

  Hold in the palm of his hand, soft as if boneless, soft and tender, he couldn't help but feel his heart sway.

   But he soon sobered up.

  Now is not the time to act recklessly and bully this little girl.

   "My...Young Master, why are you holding someone's foot?"

  Xiaodie blushed, but didn't move her feet.

   My feet are numb, and my heart is also numb.

  Luo Qingzhou held her slender and tender feet, gently kneaded and said: "Xiaodie, I was thinking, if that Miss Qin family is really a fool, will I really want to have a bridal chamber with her then?"

  Xiao Die said: "Since the young master is married to her, it is natural to want a bridal chamber."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "But, what if she goes crazy and bites me?"

Xiao Die immediately shyly said: "So my lord, I will teach you the bridal chamber tonight, my servant, okay? As long as you are gentle during the bridal chamber, my lord, that young lady of the Qin family won't... won't hurt, and won't go crazy ..."

   "Xiaodie, my son is talking to you about something serious, can you stop driving?"

   "Young master, what is driving?"

   "Go to sleep, I have to get up early to study tomorrow morning."

   "Young master, servant girl...bridal chamber..."

   "Hurr...Hurrr..."

   "My son, my son..."

   "Hurr...Hurrr..."

   "Woooooooooooo..."

  (end of this chapter)