Jiang Mingshan changed into his clothes, and hugged Luo to the bed for the first time, Luo was a little flattered, and stared at Jiang Mingshan tightly with a pair of eyes, "Old man, ......"

"I will come to you more in the future," Jiang Mingshan glanced at Luo, although he had long been accustomed to her extremely ordinary face, he still reluctantly opened his eyes, "Over there, don't worry about it yet." ”

Luo's body stiffened, and he asked inexplicably, "What does the master mean by this?" ”

But annoyed that she lost the Hou Mansion Feed? Luo's heart was panicked, her daughter was grounded, and she didn't do anything good, Jiang Mingshan was understandably angry.

But today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, but Jiang Mingshan took the initiative to stay overnight, and said that he would come over often in the future, but it didn't look like that.

Jiang Mingshan naturally wouldn't tell the Luo clan what the old marquis had discussed with him, now that the Hou Mansion has few men, and his two concubines are not angry, even if he thinks well, I'm afraid he won't have a big future in the future.

The old marquis came to him to ask him to be kind to Luo, and while he was still young, it was best to have a few more children, and it would be better if he could have a man.

He thought it did make sense. Jiang Mingshao has already fallen, he is the only concubine of the Hou Mansion, why do you want to take power urgently? Isn't it all his in the end?

The most important thing now is to have a son-in-law, if there is no son-in-law, what is the point of him being in charge of the Hou Mansion?

"You did something to Shucheng's kid, didn't you?" Jiang Mingshan didn't answer Luo's question directly, but remembered what happened before, and his eyes showed disapproval, "Do you know that it was almost found out that our second room did it?" ”

Luo didn't expect Jiang Mingshan to know about this, and he was stunned for a while, "The drugged mother-in-law can't find out what to do with our second room, and besides, she fell into the well and died when she escaped, and there is no proof of death......

Jiang Mingshan glared at her, "You want to be beautiful!" Think God will help you? If it weren't for my people pushing her down the well, and the big house found out that it was our hands, my father and mother would not let us go! ”

Luo couldn't help but be frightened, and snorted, "Master, the concubine will listen to the master in the future." ”

Jiang Shuli followed his grandfather and grandmother to the study.

The old marquis's expression was solemn, "Shuli, and tell my grandfather what happened during the day again." ”

Jiang Shuli knew that her grandfather left her alone, it must be because of the big man with a knife in the morning, so she looked at her grandfather and grandmother, and told her in great detail from the big man's breakinto into the Yingyue Tower to the questions and expressions that Li Xu asked, "Grandfather, do you know who that person is?" ”

"He should be the third prince of the Lisang Kingdom, Hao Yue."

The old marquis tapped his index finger on the armrest, thought for a while, and couldn't help sighing, "I didn't expect the emperor to mean this." ”

After that, without much explanation, he stood up and patted Jiang Shuli on the shoulder, "Shuli, your grandmother's decision today is for your good, but don't be separated from your grandmother." ”

Jiang Shuli nodded obediently, walked up to the old lady, and Ying Ying knelt down, "Grandmother taught me." Shuli only thought about rescuing Yingyue Lou's temporary predicament at that time, and did not take into account his own reputation, which was really out of proportion, and asked his grandmother to punish him. ”

The old lady watched her granddaughter listen to the training, the anger in her heart had already dissipated, and she hurriedly pulled her over and hugged her to appease her for a few words, but she was not allowed to go to Yingyue Tower again The matter was repeated, and seeing that Jiang Shuli sincerely accepted it, she let her go back to Biyun Pavilion.

Lanshan University.

Lin Fuzi of the medical hall has been a little worried recently.

Looking at the disciples who came to the medical hall in groups, grinning and covered in wounds, their brows furrowed, and the originally sparse and open eyebrows seemed to have been deeply engraved by the years these days, and there was a tendency to feel uneven.

Although she has always been determined not to marry, she is only in her early thirties, and she doesn't want to increase her fortune because of this matter!

It's all Ling Ze's second-class magician master Li Ruitian!

The expressionless handsome face came to mind, and the indifferent response, "These little injuries can't bear it, and what kind of immortal is cultivated." ”

It's as if she, who is so much older than him, is making trouble!

Lin Fuzi couldn't help but feel pain in her heart when she thought of this, she rubbed her chest vigorously and spit out a mouthful of turbidity.

It's not that she's afraid of tiredness and hard work, but which of the disciples of Lanshan Academy aren't rich and expensive? Watching their children go home with a blue nose and swollen face after going to church every day, whose parents can stand it?

This college is to learn skills, not to be beaten every day!

There have been many officials and nobles who have personally come to the medical hall to greet her, and it is clear that the culprit who injured the disciples is the light and breezy Lord Rui, why does the pot have to be carried by her, a little woman.

Lin Fuzi is about to die!

However, Ling Ze's enthusiasm for the spell class in the second class was unprecedentedly high.

Today is Jiang Shuli's first spell class after she just reached the third layer of qi training two days ago, according to the master's previous instructions, she will return to the magic class after practicing the third layer of qi.

So, after entering Lanshan College, she walked straight to the school building of Ling Ze's second class, and when she entered, it was still Peng Dasheng and Peng's father-in-law who greeted her with a bright smile like Qiu Ju, "Ouch! I said Miss Jiang hasn't seen you for a long time! ”

Jiang Shuli blinked, he would only meet in Yingyue Building yesterday, why haven't you seen him for a long time? She bowed her head with a good cultivation, "Thank you Father-in-law Peng." ”

"What do you deserve to thank you for?" Peng Dasheng bowed happily, and gestured with one hand to the classroom of the magic class, "Miss Jiang has re-cultivated to the third level of Qi cultivation in a short period of time, she is really talented!" The old slave is very happy for you! ”

Jiang Shuli responded politely, chatted with Peng Dasheng for a few words, and then walked to the classroom.

As soon as she stepped into the door of the classroom, two iron thorns stabbed straight towards her front door, Jiang Shuli was startled, twisted her waist and dodged away. Only then did she turn around to see what was going on, and saw a water dragon coming down, she was calmer now, and the water dragon fan flew aside with a flick of her long sleeves.

There is no danger!

I said a word silently in my heart, raised my eyes to look, and was shocked by the appearance in front of me.

There are already more than a dozen disciples in the spacious classroom, and the various spells of the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire and earth are flying all over the sky, dust, iron thorns, green plants, water columns, and fire dragons, just like a lively scene on Lin'an Street during the Lantern Festival.

No, Jiang Shuli shook his head, this description is too inaccurate, looking at those disciples with colors on their faces and bodies, and the spells that can't be stopped in their hands, it is more appropriate to say that it is like a small battlefield.

It's just that the magic is really so indiscriminately bombarded and can be accomplished?

She silently walked to her position, and in front of her was Li Xu, who was meditating like an old monk, and Lan Haihua was on the side, these two people were the only people in the room who looked clean and tidy, and did not perform crazy spells.

"Jiang Shuli," Lan Haihua grinned at her, "Congratulations on your cultivation to the third level of Qi cultivation, and we can practice spells together again." ”

Jiang Shuli smiled and thanked him, glanced in the direction of the disciples, and asked, "Lan Haihua, what's going on?" ”

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