In the bedroom, the forward has fat ears drooping, his black and shiny hair is ravaged and messy, his two front paws are stretched out, his chin is flat on the floor, and he crawls in front of the bed, looking listless.

Previously, it was caught up by the two daughters of the treasure bottle and the jade hairpin, and it was cleaned up.

The second daughter was out of breath at this time, took over the new bedding brought by a few little girls in the courtyard, and cleaned up the room with her hands and feet.

The little girls who sent the new bedding were a little trembling at this time.

The striker's body is too big, it's very scary.

They tried to stay away as much as possible, for fear that the striker would suddenly burst out and hurt people.

Jiang Long sat on the chair that had been lifted up a long time ago, chatting with Qin Yu while drinking tea.

In the memory of the original body, Qin Yu's identity is unknown, and he only knows that he was brought back from the frontier by Jing Xiaohouye.

Later, the original body also heard the old man in the mansion say something about Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was as big as Jiang Long, and he was still carried into the mansion by Jing Xiaohou Ye in infancy, so some people speculated whether Qin Yu would be the illegitimate son of Xiao Hou Ye outside.

Even Old Madam Jing was shocked.

However, although Jing Xiaohou did not stand up to give a positive explanation, he treated Qin Yu lukewarmly, just found a nurse for him, and then let Qin Yu, who grew up, be surnamed Qin, so the rumors were self-defeating.

What man can give his children someone else's last name?

While chatting with Qin Yu, he learned that although Qin Yu's life in the mansion was good, it had always been dull.

Maybe Qin Yu's identity is unknown and he has also been bullied, but Qin Yu is honest and honest and never cares about these.

It wasn't until he was ten years old that he inadvertently broke into Qi Qide's courtyard, was taken by Qi Dede at a glance, and accepted him as an apprentice, so he began to practice wrestling every day.

However, Qi Qide once said to Qin Yu that he was tall and weight, and if he went to the battlefield and took a heavy weapon in his hand, then few horses could carry him.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't really move at all, but that he couldn't run much time.

If it's on the battlefield, you won't even have time to fight the enemy head-on.

And if the horse suddenly stumbles on the battlefield and throws him off, it will be miserable.

Therefore, Qi Qide thought that he should learn more horse martial arts, and if he had the opportunity, it would be better to be an infantry general in the future.

Qin Yu grew up in Jingfu since he was a child, and he was extremely loyal to Jingfu, coupled with his honesty and honesty, he would answer whatever Jiang Long asked, and he didn't hide it at all.

After asking Qin Yu's details clearly, Jiang Long was more relieved to keep him by his side as a guard.

Then next, how should Qin Yu be cultivated?

It is obviously not okay for him to continue to practice wrestling.

To put it mildly, wrestling is spectacular, but not lethal.

Don't look at Qin Yu's tall and tall like an iron tower, if he really matches it, Jiang Long thinks that he in his previous life can take Qin Yu's life in an instant.

After thinking about it, he opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Yu, from tomorrow onwards, you will come to me early every morning, and let's practice together." ”

"Little Master wants to teach me kung fu?" Qin Yu's dark eyes lit up.

Qin Yu has heard of the prestige of Old Marquis Jing and Xiao Marquis Jing from the mouths of many people in the mansion, he has a tendon, a stupid mouth, and rarely communicates with people, just thinking that the old Marquis and the little Marquis are so powerful, then Jiang Long should also have great ability.

Jiang Long nodded, "You are the same age as me, you are only fifteen years old this year, you still have a lot of room for improvement in Liliang, tomorrow I will teach you a set of methods to exercise your strength, well, I will find a way to find you a weapon as soon as possible." ”

Fifteen years old is not too young, and it is already a little late to practice weapons at this time.

But fortunately, Qin Yu was born with divine power, tall and strong, suitable for using heavy weapons, and took the route of one force to ten meetings, so he didn't have to be too harsh on the skills of kung fu.

"Little Master Xiexie!" Qin Yu is used to raising his hand and scratching his head, the corners of his mouth are grinning, and his smile is very simple, but he is also very innocent and sunny.

After chatting a few more words, Jiang Long asked Qin Yu to retreat.

Qin Yu stepped forward and reluctantly touched the forward's head, and whispered a few words before leaving the small courtyard with an excited face.

Tomorrow he will come before dawn.

At this time, Yuchai and the treasure bottle had already cleaned up the room and were sitting on the edge of the bed to play with the forward.

The striker is very cooperative, and he also likes to play with the second girl, one will arch the palm of the jade hairpin with his head, and then put his head on the leg of the treasure bottle and let the treasure bottle tickle it.

After a while, it's time for lunch.

The vase goes to the kitchen to pick up the food box.

Jiang Long asked Yuchai to go to Yao's mother, saying that he had told Yao's mother about something, and as soon as Yuchai walked out of the bedroom, he lifted the sheets under the watchful eye of the striker and brought out the bowl of poison that Yao's mother had put under the bed in the morning.

After the poison cooled, it was dark green, emitting a faint and strange smell.

"You can't drink this." Jiang Long saw the forward man coming over and looked at the poison in the bowl curiously, so he patted its head and admonished.

The striker seemed to be able to understand human speech and retracted his head.

Jiang Long put the poison on the table, picked up a knife for peeling fruit, and dipped the blade into the bowl.

After a moment, I took it out and walked to the window to refract the sunlight, and I could see that the entire blade was glowing with a faint green light.

Jiang Long carefully tucked it into his sleeve.

This is the most haode protection method he can think of so far.

I can't beat you now, but if I hurt you with a knife, you'll die!"

Before Yuchai returned to the house, Jiang Long put the porcelain bowl back under the bed, worried that the forward's curiosity would steal it, he stretched out his arm and hid the bowl a little deeper.

The striker is too big to reach unless the bed is removed.

The treasure bottle led a few maids to bring several food boxes, today's lunch was obviously much richer, Jiang Long opened his mouth to ask, only to know that it was Mrs. Jing who felt sorry for him, and specially asked the kitchen to add dishes.

Of course, the vase did not forget to bring lunch for the striker, mostly cooked meat.

Jiang Long looked at the food on the table, thought about it, and deliberately picked a few things for Yahuan to take to the old lady.

And only then do we start eating.

Yu Hai and the treasure bottle stood aside and served, Jiang Long was not used to it, so he asked the second daughter to sit down and eat together.

The second daughter was very intimate with the original body, and she used to sit down to eat with the original body, so she sat down with a little humility.

Yuchai eats very slowly and elegantly, and she will not take the initiative to eat dishes that Jiang Long has not used.

The treasure bottle does not care about the image at all, and you can clip whatever you like, and you can eat Haisai nonsense, and the two cheeks are bulging.

The meals were exquisite, but there was a lack of meat and fresh vegetables.

Jiang Long is already a little edible and tasteless.

It's early spring, and this year's seeds haven't been sown in the vegetable fields yet, so we'll have to wait a few months to get fresh vegetables.

As for meat, it will have to wait for the body to recover a little before it can be eaten.

People who are seriously ill should not eat anything too greasy when their body is first healing.

Otherwise, there may be dizziness, chest tightness, nausea, vomiting, and anorexia in severe cases, which is very unpleasant for the recovery of the body.

Just after eating, Yao's mother walked in.

The second daughter cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and put them in the food box, and then sent them to the kitchen for people to clean.

So Jiang Long and Yao's mother were left in the house.

"Little master, have you brought the striker back?" As soon as Yao's mother entered the bedroom, she saw a black Tibetan mastiff that had just eaten and was crawling lazily in front of the bed.

He smiled and was very happy.

Although the striker was not raised by Yao's mother, she also watched grow up.

"Hmm." Jiang Long said with a smile: "Today's weather is good, so I went outside for a walk, but I happened to walk to Grandpa Hardy's side, and I met the striker, so I brought it back." ”

Hearing Jiang Long mention Hardy, Yao's mother frowned slightly.

In Yao's mother's eyes, Hardy, Zizid and others are rough people, and their temperament is also very bad, so she has no good impression of these people.

Subconsciously, he didn't want Jiang Long to have more contact with him, for fear that those people would hurt the delicate Jiang Long in his body if they didn't know the severity.

However, before she could persuade her, Jiang Long had already begun to get down to business, telling the story of being set up a trap in the pavilion in the lake before.

Yao's mother's face suddenly changed greatly, and she asked urgently, "Then do you know which courtyard that girl is on duty in?" ”

"I don't know, I also asked about the jade hairpin and the treasure bottle, and they don't know the girl ring." Jiang Long shook his head.

"Really, it's really bold, this in broad daylight, I dare to attack you!" Yao's mother cared about Jiang Long the most, and if she cared about it, she proposed: "Why don't we tell the old lady?" ”

"No, you don't."

Jiang Long saw that Yao's mother was a little breathless, and hurriedly reassured, "I have now found the striker back, and I also plan to let Qin Yu be my guard, and in the future, the person in the dark will want to harm me again, but it will not be so easy." ”

The striker was ferocious and had bitten the assassin to death.

As for Qin Yu, a young man, Yao's mother is naturally very familiar with it, not only has great strength, is tall and strong, but also wrestles very well.

Hearing Jiang Long say this, she gradually relaxed again.

Then his eyes moved slightly, and he said something, "It's really strange today, I met Old Man Jing in the morning, for some reason, he looked a little dazed, and his face was very pale, as if he had hit a ghost." ”

"Oh?" Jiang Long was curious.

In the small courtyard of Mrs. Jing.

Lin Ya stood in front of the table, skillfully helping Mrs. Jing with the dishes, and praised at the same time, "The little master is really filial, and he even remembers you for lunch." ”

There are many rules in the wealthy family, and when the meal is opened, the daughter-in-law has to wait for the elders in her mother-in-law's family to eat before she can sit down to eat, and Lin Ya has to please her stepmother in order to have a better life with her younger brother, and often stands at the table to give her stepmother vegetables.

So now she is very skilled in serving the old lady, as long as the old lady Jing takes a slight look at a certain dish, she can immediately understand which dish to clip and put it in the old lady's bowl.

The amount of clips also depends on Mrs. Jing's preferences, and I have to say that this is also a jishu job.

And Mrs. Jing is really much easier to serve than the fastidious stepmother who deliberately finds fault from time to time!

Because Jiang Long sent a few dishes, Lin Ya praised it playfully.

What elder doesn't like someone to praise his junior?

What's more, Jiang Long is still a treasure in the hands of Mrs. Jing.

So I immediately laughed happily.

However, when the meal was halfway through, Mrs. Jing suddenly said with a smile: "Ya'er, the method that our ancestors and grandchildren calculated last night worked out. ”