After school at the end of Shen, Jiang Shuli and Jiang Shuxin returned to the Hou Mansion in a carriage.

The sky was slightly dark, and after getting out of the carriage, Jiang Shuli took the green paper and went to Xilanyuan to have dinner with his mother as usual.

Turning the corner and walking into the corridor of the east house of Xilan Garden, Jiang Shuli vaguely heard the sound of talking in Ouyang's house, she paused and concentrated slightly. Luck came to his ears, and in an instant, the voices of Ouyang and Mama Fang were as clear as if they were in the house.

"Big lady," Mama Fang's respectful voice was slightly angry, "Four of the first-class embroidery girls were signed by Yulanfang, and Mei Niang, the pro-disciple of An Niangzi, also followed, what a white-eyed wolf who can't be raised!" In vain, our embroidery workshop took pity on her and lost her guilt," Speaking of this, Mama Fang's voice couldn't help but sharpen two points, "I took her in to work in the embroidery workshop, but I didn't expect this Nizi to have a bit of embroidery talent, so Mrs. An accepted her as an apprentice." Even the hairpin embroidery method was taught to her! ”

Ouyang's unhurried voice sounded, "So Yulanfang relied on Mei Niang's hairpin silk embroidery method to embroider the same dress as our Yingyue Building, and robbed us of nearly one percent of our business last month?" ”

"Isn't that just ......," Mama Fang still wanted to say.

"I've seen the eldest lady." The big girls waiting by the door, Red Peach and Huang Xing, said in unison, and saluted Jiang Shuli, who slowly walked into the east room.

When Ouyang saw his daughter come in, his eyes lit up, he stood up and said with a smile, "Shuli, are you back from school?" ”

Then he glanced at Mama Fang, and Mama Fang whispered knowingly to leave.

"Mother," Jiang Shuli took Ouyang's hand and asked softly, "But something happened to the embroidery workshop at home?" ”

Ouyang smiled, stretched out his hand and stroked Jiang Shuli's forehead, carefully looked at it for a moment, and was quite satisfied with the smooth and white forehead, before saying casually, "It's not a big deal, don't worry." Come, it's not too early, go to dinner with your mother first. ”

Dinner is a meal carefully prepared by Ouyang's order to the dining room, four dishes and one soup, and the fresh fragrance is so beautiful that people can't help but move their index fingers.

"Try this osmanthus glutinous rice lotus," Ouyang said softly while serving Jiang Shuli with vegetables, "And this is your favorite sweet and sour short rib, eat more." Since I went to Lanshan College, I haven't even had time to eat lunch, and it's only been a few days, and I've lost weight when I look at it. ”

Jiang Shuli looked at the bowl full of dishes, bent her mouth and smiled, "My mother has prepared so many delicious foods, and I have a good day today." ”

Ouyang covered his mouth and smiled, "You girl knows how to make your mother happy." Eat quickly. ”

Lanshan Academy's Lingxiao Academy does not provide lunch, nor does it allow disciples to bring their own meals. Because the disciples who entered the school all had spiritual roots, although they could not completely clear the grain during the Qi cultivation period, they were not easy to be hungry if they had spiritual energy, and the whole grains were rich in impurities, which had some impact on the cultivation, so they simply exempted the disciples from lunch.

Two meals a day is enough for Jiang Shuli, like Jiang Shuyu now basically only eats one meal a day, and when he encounters a breakthrough and needs to retreat and practice, he can take Bigu Dan, or even go without eating for many days.

"The sweet and sour short ribs are sweet and sour, they must have been made by Aunt Geng herself." Aunt Geng is Ouyang's marrying cook, she has been in the Hou Mansion for more than ten years, and now she is the chief steward of the Hou Mansion's kitchen, and she rarely cooks in person, obviously ordered by the Ouyang family personally.

"If it's delicious, eat more," Ouyang smiled, "Shu Cheng has recently started cultivating, and he also liked this sweet and sour short rib when he ate earlier, and he ate a lot. ”

Jiang Shucheng is the third son of the Jiang family, eight years old this year, just measured to have five spiritual roots, in addition to going to the clan every day, he will eat early when he returns home, and then go to the backyard to practice qi practice.

The Hou Mansion invited a master who taught the practice of qigong to give guidance to the children of the Hou Mansion who had spiritual roots in the backyard.

In order not to affect the ethnology, it is generally taught for one hour every day. Therefore, Jiang Shucheng's meal time arrived early at the beginning of Youchu, and he ran to Xilan Garden after the clan school, and went straight to the backyard after eating.

The three children all have spiritual root cultivation, which is something that others envy in the eyes of others. But seeing the children practicing so hard, how can a mother not feel distressed. Ouyang always looked at it in his eyes and was entangled in his heart.

"Mother, Cousin Ye will be back in three days?" After dinner, Jiang Shuli handed over the tea soup with green paper and rinsed his mouth, picked up a silk handkerchief, wiped his lips, and followed Ouyang into the east house.

The Ouyang family was very happy with the nephew of his mother's family, and said with a smile, "Yes, today your aunt sent a letter to her, saying that Ye'er will come back in three days." ”

Jiang Shuli sat beside the Ouyang family, tilting his head to look at the side face of his good-looking mother, with a hint of confusion, "Mother, Cousin Ye has just been in the Cangli Sect for three years. Generally speaking, it is common to enter the Immortal Gate to practice and not return for decades, why can Cousin Ye come back so quickly? ”

"Yes...... "Ouyang sighed, "Don't say that you won't return for decades, after entering the Immortal Gate to cultivate, there are many situations that you will never see again in this life." How many people return to their families after cultivating immortals has spanned generations. ”

The mother and daughter suddenly fell into a long silence, and both of them couldn't help but think of Jiang Shuli's father, the son of Changning Hou, and Jiang Mingshao.

Jiang Mingshao, the eldest son of the Marquis of Changning, Sanlinggen. After three years of cultivation at Lanshan Academy, he only entered the middle stage of the sixth layer of qi cultivation, so he was not admitted to the sect by the Cangli Sect.

After graduating from Lanshan College, he entered the official position, and at the age of seventeen, he married Ouyang Shi, the eldest daughter of Ouyang Mansion, and gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

In the year Jiang Shuyu was born, the old marquis of Changning wrote to Jiang Mingshao to ask him to be the prince of Changning, and he had high hopes for him.

Not long after the Ouyang clan was pregnant with Jiang Shucheng, due to fate, Jiang Mingshao went with a few friends to explore an ancient place of the Tianhao Dynasty, but he was lost in the ancient land, and after two years of unsuccessful search in the Hou Mansion, he suddenly returned to the mansion with a strong aura.

Unexpectedly, after Jiang Mingshao was trapped in the ancient land and couldn't get out, he got a big opportunity in a daze, so he simply concentrated on cultivating in the ancient land, and broke through from the eighth layer of qi cultivation to the foundation building realm in less than two years!

Building the foundation realm, that is the realm that most cultivators in the Tianhao Dynasty can't reach in their lifetime!

Seeing that the eldest son came back with such an opportunity, the old marquis of Changning happily feasted on the guests, and there was an endless stream of people who came to the Hou Mansion to meet him for a while.

Not long after, a sect master from the Cangli Sect came to accept Jiang Mingshao as a disciple, and even promised to accept him as a closed disciple.

Although he couldn't let go of his wife and children, under the ardent hope of the elders of the old marquis and other clansmen, coupled with the yearning for cultivation, Jiang Mingshao finally decided to follow the master into the Cangli Sect and has never returned.

Fortunately, every one or two years, a good letter will be sent back, which is also the only hope in Ouyang's heart.