Chapter 232

I searched for a long time, but I didn't find it until Ah Qiu came back. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Aqiu heard that He Jinghui was looking for hawthorn, so he hurriedly went to the side and took out a porcelain box and handed it over. "Childe, are you going to find something? Haven't you always thought this thing was too sour? ”

"Do you think I want to eat this? Hurry up, make me a cup of hawthorn water, I want to eat. He Jinghui touched his bulging belly and said indignantly. It's all to blame on that woman, well, of course, and that pseudo-loyal dog, otherwise how could I be scared by that woman to myself.

Ah Qiu looked at the eldest young master who was stroking his swollen belly and had a resentful face, looking like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and looked at He Jinghui with the urge to press this product to the ground and beat him violently, damn, today is really a bad year.

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Early the next morning, after He Jinghui opened his eyes, his hand touched his stomach, and his brows couldn't help frowning, although he poured several cups of hawthorn water yesterday, his stomach was still a little uncomfortable, well, it seems that he can only drink some porridge for breakfast.

After getting up early, he began to run in the backyard, and then began to practice the martial arts that Yang Daotou had taught him before.

In Yang Darttou's words, every posture and movement can be practiced more than 200 times a day, and after a year, these movements can become the instinct of the body, and after He Jinghui returned to Ruolan County, these movements are not practiced 200 times a day, but 500 times.

After He Jinghui experienced a bunch of bad things in the Western Regions, he deeply realized that in the era of feudal society, which is an illegal society, personal force is a very useful skill, even if he doesn't take the initiative to scare others, he can't be easily beaten by others.

Strengthening the body is not only beneficial to physical and mental health, but also can at least have the ability to protect oneself when encountering any changes, not to mention that now because of Lingshan, Young Master He has become infinitely powerful, naturally, after he can really practice a few times, then even if he can't clean up the martial arts master, but even if the real martial arts master wants to clean him up, I am afraid that he will definitely suffer a lot.

After exercising for more than an hour, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, He Jinghui stopped exercising, sat down on the ground panting, took the towel handed by Ah Qiu and wiped the sweat on his forehead and neck.

"Young master, why do you make yourself so tired every day, you are also a dignified man, what is the use of practicing martial arts?" Ah Qiu didn't understand it, the young master was really, well, in just a few months, it seems that the young master's temperament has changed a lot.

I really don't know what the hell the young master went through when he went to the Western Regions, and after returning to Ruolan, he masochized himself every day as if he was playing with others.

"How can martial arts training be called a rough man's style, think about it, don't those generals who have made meritorious contributions go to the battlefield by relying on strength and sword skills, but only rely on their mouths to dismount the enemy?" He Jinghui glanced at Ah Qiu angrily.

"But you're not a general......," Qiu muttered, still a little unconvinced.

"Then the next time we go to another place, if there are several ill-intentioned people surrounding us, how are you going to deal with it?" He Jinghui asked rhetorically after throwing the towel to Ah Qiu.

"How many?" Ah Qiu couldn't help but be a little confused, and seriously considered it for more than ten breaths before asking again. "Male or female?"

Young Master He, who was walking, almost knelt down with weak legs. "Nonsense, of course it's a group of big black and thick guys. Do you think it's a group of flower-like beauties with bad intentions? ”

"That young master, what do you mean by being black and thick?" Ah Qiu asked, still confused.

"Black thick and long...... Well, it's just that those guys are very dark and have thick arms, so what do you mean by having long legs. He Jinghui could only explain like this.

"Wow, if that's the case, wouldn't the two of us just kneel, young master?" Ah Qiu's goods really don't have the momentum of a loyal servant, and if he really encounters such a scene, he will definitely kneel directly and beg for mercy.

Anyway, He Jinghui didn't have any expectations for Ah Qiu, who was not very bold, which is why he didn't bring this goods with him when he went to the Western Regions. "You see, if we both kneel directly, we are likely to be dragged into the bud by those black and thick big guys...... Ahem, robbery. ”

"However, if your young master and I have a good martial arts, then we can give them to the reverse wheel, bah bah...... It means that Young Master Ben, I will let them know the terrible fate of robbing the wrong person. ”

"Okay, then the young master can practice as much as you like, but the little one still thinks that you have that time, and you don't want to write and draw more, the master said." Ah Qiu, who was born as a scholar, smashed his mouth and gave an answer that caught He Jinghui off guard.

After such a large amount of exercise, I had some breakfast, and then rushed to Nianxiang Pavilion to deal with affairs, and continued to live a somewhat step-by-step life after returning to Ruolan County.

In the evening, after having dinner with Lin Wanghu outside, He Jinghui hummed a little song, walked to the county government accompanied by A Qiu.

Today's business is really thriving, and after Lin Wanghu heard He Jinghui talk about the attitude of the Huang Governor's Mansion towards the Lin family's property, he was very excited, so he dragged He Jinghui to drink a few more glasses before letting him go back.

However, after the two separated, Lin Wanghu returned home, no matter how happy he was, he would not go to Qinglou to find two girls to celebrate as in the past, well, I don't know if there is really something wrong with sexual orientation or if I want to guard Na Jingjing like jade for the rest of my life.

Regarding Lin Wanghu's approach, He Jinghui naturally can't say anything, he only hopes that his brother can get out of the shadow of his feelings as soon as possible, which is the best.

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"Your father doesn't know what he's doing in the study, go take a look......" The second aunt who was arranging flowers saw He Jinghui enter the house, and continued to trim a white one, without looking back to the tunnel.

"I'm going to the study?" He Jinghui couldn't help but be stunned, and couldn't understand why his mother wanted her to go to the study. Obviously, my mother knows that she hates those crooked Chinese the most, and she also knows very well that her five good sons with excellent moral character are not reading materials.

"Of course, your father is sighing in the study, just now my mother and your third aunt went to say hello, but your father kicked them out, and your father must have something difficult to solve, so my mother let you go." The second aunt looked at the vase that had been planted in front of her with great satisfaction, picked up the silk handkerchief, wiped her hands, and turned around.

"You are his son, and your aunts can't share your father's worries, at this time, if your adult son doesn't share his worries, who else can go?"

He Jinghui looked at the two dogs that were making a mess, and couldn't help blinking helplessly. "Son, can I not go?"

"You're still not your father's son, as a son, even if you can't share your father's worries, you have to let him get angry......" The second aunt came to He Jinghui, straightened his clothes for him and smiled. Do you think your mother can still harm you? ”

"Okay, then the son will go over, and if you want to come, the father will at most reprimand his son for getting angry, and he will be angry, as a filial son, sometimes he must make sacrifices." He Jinghui's heart is horizontal, no matter who makes himself an only son, this punching bag is really no one else.

"Okay, your good son is the most filial and obedient in the world, hurry up......" The second aunt smiled helplessly and pinched her son's incomparably handsome face, although he lost a little weight, he was still so handsome and so good-looking.

He Jinghui could only say goodbye to his mother helplessly, and staggered towards his father's study, there was still some distance from the study, and he saw the fifth aunt with a very angry face walking towards this side with the support of Yahuan, and she was still muttering something about the dead old man in her mouth, hmm...... The only person in the house who can be called this title seems to have no one else other than Dad.

He Jinghui's eyes turned around, he cleared his throat, strode up, and said loudly with a friendly and respectful smile: "It turned out to be the fifth aunt, Jinghui is polite, I don't know why the fifth aunt is so unhappy, could it be that there is someone in the house who is disrespectful and annoys the fifth aunt?" I also asked the fifth aunt to tell Jing Hui that Jing Hui will definitely go to that guy's trouble for Aunt Wang. ”