dream of red mansion

Hey, this girl really hasn't developed well yet.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that this girl had no sense of defense in her chest, which made his despicable plan fail, and she was repelled by one move, it was God's will.

Of course, Da Shuang'er's blow was actually a retreat of strength, and he deliberately retreated so far, in fact, it was just to cover up the embarrassing situation.

"Second brother, how are you doing?"

Daiyu hurried over and asked.

Jia Qing waved his hands to indicate that nothing happened, and said to Da Shuanger: "Good girl, you are lucky to beat me this time, and I will come to ask for advice after I have practiced the second level of the body protection magic skill, and I will beat you at that time." Kneel down and beg for mercy!"

Da Shuang'er didn't know that Jia Qing was exempting her from other people's accusations, but she said seriously: "Brother, you only practice your internal skills and don't practice moves. Now, with the strength of my sister and I, even if you practice your moves well, big brother, you will only be able to defeat us after you have reached the third level of "Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu."

Sure enough, one line served one line, and when it came to practicing martial arts, Da Shuang'er seemed to be well-organized and confident.

However, this girl is too disrespectful to the master, I really want to give her a shudder in the head.

"Nonsense, didn't you succeed in my sneak attack just now? If I hadn't retracted my strength at the last critical moment, you would...cough cough, what a big talk."

When Jia Qing said this, Da Shuang'er couldn't hold on no matter how simple she was, she blushed and hid aside.

Daiyu glanced at Jia Qing suspiciously, naturally she would not blame Da Shuang'er for such a thing.Besides, Jia Qing told her about Shuang'er's life experience when she was the eldest, and she never treated Shuang'er as a maid.

"Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu?" She was curious about this.

Looking at Jia Qing, his eyes were twinkling and bright.

Is this the unique martial arts in the world?

"It's a kung fu I practice, but unfortunately it's not suitable for women. If sister Lin also wants to practice martial arts to strengthen her body, I can ask someone to find a suitable one for her."

Embarrassed, Daiyu quickly said, "No, I don't want it, what will happen to it!"

What a joke, let me, beautiful Lin Daiyu, do those things like dancing with knives and sticks, how is it possible!

Jia Qing was also joking, of course, if it was feasible, he would have found her for her long ago.

These days, only those women who are desperate will learn martial arts.

But Zijuan was a little curious: "Second Lord, after you learn these boxing skills, are you planning to enlist in the army and become a general?"

Daiyu also looked at Jia Qing again. It has to be said that the word general has been full of fantasies for women since ancient times.

Jia Qing laughed and said: "Why, is it possible that sister Zijuan also wants to practice martial arts, so I can also send you a step in the martial arts classics to practice. As for how far you can practice and whether you can become a general, it depends on your own good fortune." gone."

Zicuckoo: "..."

Daiyu suddenly mocked: "You have the skill to give her classics, why not give her red makeup instead!"

As she spoke, Daiyu suddenly couldn't help laughing again.

Jia Qing was suddenly dumbfounded.

Zijuan was ashamed at first, but she knew that Daiyu was just laughing at Jia Qing. Seeing Jia Qing's embarrassment, she also laughed.

The second master is really funny, to actually say such words to Miao Nv, really... I think that the proud and self-proclaimed Miao Nv nun must have a wonderful expression when she hears these words, ho ho ho.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

In the middle of winter, the scenery of the Northland is cold and windy.

Jia Qing stood on the pier in the west of the city, facing the cold wind, staring into the distance.

Today is the day when Lin Ruhai enters Beijing.

On the avenue connecting the pier to the capital, an old Taoist and a Taoist boy slowly walked over.Jia Qing listened to the servant's report, looked back, and then walked over.

"The younger generation has met Daoist Chen. How did Daoist Chen come here in such a cold day?"

It was Chen Shou and his Taoist boy who came.

Chen Shou was not at all surprised that Jia Qing was here, he said with a smile, "Why is Jia Linlang here, and why is the old Taoist here."

Jia Qing smiled, he already knew that Chen Shou and Lin Ruhai had a good relationship, it seems that this relationship has to rise to a higher level.

"It's cold at the pier, how about Chen Daochang follow me into the pavilion and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up?"

Chen Shou did not refuse, and followed Jia Qing into the pavilion.Inside, a pot of tea has been brewed.

Jia Qing personally poured a cup of tea for Chen Shou, and said: "I heard that the Taoist priest is a real person in Youfang, and the fairy trail is indistinct. It is rare to go back to the capital. I don't know how long you plan to stay? The younger generation wanted to show the friendship of the landlord, but I don't know It’s a long journey, so I didn’t dare to be abrupt.”

Chen Shou smiled and glanced at Jia Qing, wondering why this kid suddenly became so enthusiastic about me after only two months.

"As cultivators of my generation, the four seas are our homes, and we have no fixed destination. Originally, I had already planned to leave Beijing for southern borders, but I heard that Ru Hai would also come to Beijing. I wanted to meet and say goodbye to him face to face, so I didn't make it in time."

Jia Qing felt a little regretful. Some time ago, he asked people to inquire about Chen Shou's news. The more he knew, the more he felt that this Chen Shou was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.He also thought, if this guy has no plans, he will be fooled into Ningguo Mansion, as a staff officer or something...

Because this guy is obviously intellectual, and the smiling eyes reveal hypocrisy...

Now there are a lot of people around him who are working hard, only a few dog-headed military divisions are missing, and he is planning to start recruiting.

The premeditated plan could not be carried out, and Jia Qing did not show it on his face. He was still talking with Chen Shou while drinking tea with a smile on his face.Forge a good relationship, and there may be opportunities in the future.

A white spot suddenly appeared on the turbulent river, and then the mist on the river broke through, and a building boat gradually appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Second Master, it's Master Lin's boat!"

Jia Qing nodded, walked out of the pavilion, and stood on the stone steps of the berth to meet him.

Lin Ruhai walked out of the room, stood on the deck looking at the gradually clear river bank, and remained silent for a long time.

The woman beside him said: "Master, I'm afraid you haven't been to the capital for almost ten years?"

Seeing Lin Ruhai sighed, she said subconsciously.

Lin Ruhai shook his head: "I used to go to Beijing every year to report on my work, just for the sake of speed. I always took dry roads, coming and going in a hurry. Speaking of which, I haven't seen the pier in the capital for eight or nine years."

The woman smiled brightly.

"Master, the one standing on it is Qing'er, right?"

The woman has good eyesight, and she saw a young figure from a distance, standing on the steps in a loose robe, waiting solemnly.

Lin Ruhai took a closer look, couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and said, "Exactly. This kid, standing there against the wind in such a cold day is not afraid of getting hurt!"

The woman can clearly see the concern between the words.She knew that Lin Ruhai had no children all his life, and this adoptive son who was only adopted in his later years, in his heart, was probably no different from a real son.

She didn't know that Lin Ruhai had already handed over half of the Lin family's property to Jia Qing.If she knew, I don't know if she could still be so calm in her heart.