The spring breeze is proud, and only worries are owed.

Jiang Li squatted under the eaves, watching Yu Haoxin guide Li Ningjing to move the sword in the flower hall in the backyard, this has been going over and over for an afternoon, Li Ningjing's flying sword has always been flying crookedly, and he couldn't help but pat the Zhu Tan food box in his hand hard, and shouted from afar, "Today is not the day to practice swords, come and eat some snacks." This is Wu Xu'er just sent by someone, this time I changed to Tongqinglou, and the pastry chef over there has a good craftsmanship. ”

Recently, Li Ningjing's homework seems to have encountered some bottlenecks, she is used to making progress every day before, but now she has not done an inch of work for several days, Yu Haoxin's face is a little gloomy, and she is sullen all day long. was so scared that Li Ningjing has been much more well-behaved in recent days, for fear that she would accidentally touch her head. Now seeing Jiang Li shouting over, he didn't dare to move a little, but just swallowed his saliva while peeking at Yu Hao's new look.

With this flicker, the flying sword in the air fell to the ground with a clatter.

Yu Haoxin glared fiercely at the eaves, and had the intention to turn around and reprimand Li Ningjing for a few more words, but saw that Li Ningjing's little face was full of frustration, and he peeked at himself from time to time to take a few looks, for fear that he would be angry and blame him for a while. He couldn't help but feel a softening in his heart, and said loosely, "I've been practicing for a long time, so it's okay to rest for a while." ”

Li Ningjing cheered, hurriedly ran to Jiang Li's side, and said happily while opening the food box, "Uncle Shi, you are really blessed, Aunt Wu will send you chicken soup in the morning, and I will send you snacks after noon." ”

Over there, Yu Haoxin went to pick up the flying sword and came back, sat on the bench next to him, took the pastry handed by Li Ningjing, and stuffed it into his mouth without looking at it.

Jiang Li picked a few pieces from the food box, divided half of them for Yu Haoxin, and kept some for himself. Then he handed the food box to Li Ningjing and said, "Take it to the backyard and give your mother and Luzhi to taste together." ”

Li Ningjing's cheeks bulged, and she went to the backyard with a cigarette and a food box.

After a few days of recuperation, after removing the residual poison, Luzhi's body finally began to gradually improve, although he could not walk on the ground now, but his face had gradually become ruddy.

A few days ago, after Wu Xu'er learned the news, she went to the city lord's mansion early to visit, and the city lord and his wife and Jiang left Qingfeng Temple, and only Yu Haoxin guarded the house. Seeing that the mother of the housekeeper was not there, Wu Xu'er stayed in the city lord's mansion, accompanied by Lu Zhi to take care of it, and asked about the decoction and supplements with her own hands, and waited for the city lord and his wife to come back with Jiang Li, and personally inspected Jiang Li's injuries, so that he could rest assured that he would return to the Red Sleeve Building. In the past two days, I have come to the house every day to sit for a while and send some food snacks.

Wu Xu'er is delicate and beautiful, and whether she takes care of Lu Zhi with her own hands or treats people in the house, she is extremely peaceful and has no shelf, but she is deeply loved by the servants in the house. Originally, everyone complained about her living in Red Sleeves, and felt that Jiang Li was also the brother-in-law of the city lord, even if you were popular all over the country, after all, you were not worthy of the household. But now it seems that it is proper that our Jiang Xiaogongzi has picked up the treasure.

Jiang Li has lived a very nourishing life in the past two days, eating and drinking every day, although he has not made any progress in stealing incense and stealing jade, and he has not even held his little hand so far, but he is also very content to sniff a few mouthfuls of incense and say a few words every day.

Every time Wu Xu'er came, he inevitably brought a pot of wine to Yu Haoxin, but he couldn't drink it in a big bowl on the spot, Yu Haoxin couldn't help but feel a little regretful, thinking that the drinking friends he had just made were too heavy and light on friends, and then looked at Jiang Li, the source of the disaster, there was a lot of resentment.

"You're so poor that you can't buy a decent flying sword for Ning Jing." Jiang Li saw Yu Haoxin holding the pastry in one hand and picking up a flying sword in the other, and when he looked closely, it was the one that was pulled from his body, and he couldn't help but say with disdain, "Even Uncle Ben's skin can't be broken." ”

Yu Haoxin didn't bother to speak, he poked twice with the flying sword, and saw that the thick-skinned and cheeky guy was busy moving his buttocks, so he stopped and explained, "It's good, it's not easy to lay a good foundation with a smooth one at the beginning." ”

"You also know that the foundation is important, so you're still in a hurry." Jiang Li stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth, and muttered indistinctly, "With a master like you, you can't fly in a hurry, and you are even more anxious when you fly, looking at your tasteless appearance, Ming'er will grab the head of the Yuanying Demon to train Ning Jing." ”

"Look at me again, it's been a few days, I'm scared when I look at it, maybe one day a fart can't get out and blow myself up." Speaking of his sadness, Jiang Li patted his stomach hard, and there were two muffled sounds.

Naturally, the belly didn't really bulge like a ball, and the so-called explosion was just Jiang Li's exaggerated lie. It's just that since the Qingfeng Guan came back, his cultivation has suddenly skyrocketed, so that whether it is the feeling that the sea god mind or the spiritual power of the qi mansion is full of energy, it is indeed somewhat similar. Thinking about how it was time to reach the realm of Jin Wupin, but Jiang Li waited anxiously for two days, trying all kinds of methods, and the foot that entered the Wupin never went out.

Cao Ru has come to see it, but she has always taken the path of suppressing the realm, so how could she ever have the trouble of asking for it. Xiao Feijian also deliberately jumped out, carefully looked at Jiang Li's whole body, and finally dropped a sentence of "Wait", and then hid and went to sleep in his beauty sleep.

Seeing that there was no way to ask for help, Jiang Li thought that he was still in a hurry after all, so he simply relaxed his heart, he should eat and drink.

It's just that the "demon red" thin sword is still sealed in the box, and now I don't dare to take it out and play with it anymore. Although I knew that I wouldn't blow it up seriously, it would be too much to hold on like this and still think about swallowing those resentful spirits.

"Ning Jing is different from you, he is so old now, he has been late for a long time to start, this congenital deficiency, one step behind, step by step." Yu Haoxin sighed, thinking about Li Ningjing's progress in the past few days, and a sad expression gradually appeared on his face.

"Tut, our family tranquility can still be called congenital deficiency, can you find another one to show me?" Jiang Li laughed, gently patted Yu Haoxin on the shoulder twice, and then stood up and comforted, "His foundation is late, but his qualifications are rooted, what does it matter?" ”

"Wait!" Jiang Li saw that the sun was almost going to the government office, so he put his hands behind his back and walked out of the courtyard step by step. This sentence is learned from the little sword spirit, and the old-fashioned appearance is seven or eight percent similar.

Jiang Li has nothing to do in the past few days, watching Yu Haoxin train disciples in the mansion during the day, and going to the mansion to escort Li Xinglin back at night. The two monks were still living in the wing of the mansion, and seeing that the past few days had been calm, Li Xinglin had the heart to ask them to go back to restore their lives, but Wang Zhi had specially instructed them to take care of them, so the two were not in a hurry to go back to resume their lives, and continued to stay in Nanshao.

Jiang Li repeatedly went in and out of the mansion, but he was familiar with them, and when he was empty, he drank tea together and played a few games of chess, and they talked very happily, and learned that the tall and strong man who made the sword was a loose cultivator, named Ma Han, who had walked through the gang in the early years, and his personality was extremely bold. Another handsome looking like a rich son named Gu Yuanchi, born in the ancient Lingnan family famous for its formations, but he does not have the lofty temperament of the son of the family, and his temperament is soft and easy to speak.

It stands to reason that these monasticians are bent on asking questions, and very few of them are willing to devote their energy to mundane matters. It's just that the situation of the two is different, as a casual cultivator, if you don't want to gamble your life recklessly, it is indeed a good place to live in the imperial court. As for Gu Yuanchi, these cultivators have been at peace with the court for thousands of years, and their own low-level connotations are needless to say, and sending some children to serve in the court is also an important means to show friendship.

These two people are very different in terms of origin or personality, and they have been together for a long time, and their personal relationship is good. At the moment, he is sitting in the side hall of the government, playing chess and drinking tea.

Gu Yuanchi was born in a family, and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are subjects that must be learned since childhood. But how can this Ma Han understand these elegant things, this chess skill is still bored in the government office recently. These two people play against each other, and the chess strength is the difference between cloud and mud, and they don't care about how Gu Yuanchi is, just let Ma Han play by himself, and he can mess up the rules, and he will play chess to death.

"Old Ma, you're not right, Dalong is going to die."

"Old horse, it's better to go here, you can do work with a small refusal, and you can take advantage of the situation to get up, it's not very wonderful."

"Old Ma, this magic hand, no, you have to be blind."

"Old Horse ......"

A stout man sat in front of the chessboard, staring at the chessboard with his eyes like copper bells, his face was solemn as if he was looking at his own net worth, scratching his ears and cheeks, and he couldn't help but bald his beard. He is very slow to fall, and usually has to think for a while before he hesitantly lands the chess pieces on the chessboard, but most of the chess pieces that are easy to fall will be moved to other places by himself immediately.

The middle-aged scribe sitting opposite him was Gu Yuanchi, who didn't care about any rules without regrets, and only looked at the chessboard with all his attention, looking extremely focused and patient. Whenever Ma Han makes a mistake, or does not walk in the best place he thinks, he must persuade Ma Han to fall again, and he must be satisfied if he gets his wish.

If it were someone else, looking at the few pieces in this chess game, it would really be your own, and you would definitely retreat from the difficulties, or stop boring. However, Ma Han was extremely engaged, the muscles on his face twitched and murderous, and Gu Yuanchi on the opposite side was also red under his eyes, and he didn't give an inch.

The chess game was nearing the end, and the two of them focused on the battle at the end, so that when Jiang Li Shi Shiran walked into the side hall, no one noticed his existence.

"When did Xiao Jiang Gongzi come?" Ma Han dropped the last sunspot, and then he saw that there was one more person next to the chess scale, I don't know if it was because of the face of the city lord, he shouted Gu Yuanchi was Xiao Gu Xiao Gu's shout, but Xiao Jiang always likes to bring a son behind. At this moment, seeing that Gu Yuanchi was finishing the chess game, he couldn't help but smile shyly, wiped the sweat on his face, and said, "It's rare to meet an opponent in chess, and you can kill heartily, but I really didn't notice that you had arrived." ”

Jiang Li glanced at the chess table, and when he heard the words "chess meets opponents", Rao saw a lot of wind and rain, and couldn't help but jump his eyelids fiercely, but he quietly complimented, "Brother Ma's chess strength is rising." ”

"Where, where, it hasn't been a long time to learn, and it's barely enough to kill Xiao Gu like this."

Seeing people praising his chess skills, Ma Han seemed extremely happy, if it weren't for Gu Yuanchi being counting the meshes, he would have to take Jiang Li to play a game.

Jiang Li waved his hand again and again.

Ma Han was about to be persuaded again, but he sensed that Jiang Li's thoughts were overflowing and he couldn't let go of his heart, and his spiritual power was even more inflated, so he couldn't help but wonder, "No wonder Xiao Jiang Gongzi has no mind, why has this realm breaking matter been delayed for so long and has not been settled?" ”