"Hey, Hong Yi, why didn't you open the door after calling for so long, I have to kick it!"

A woman wearing a goose yellow fur coat, with a white face and lacquered eyes, appeared at the door, also about fifteen or sixteen years old.

This woman is dressed very luxuriously and speaks very politely, but Hong Yi knows that her name is Xiao Ning, the personal maid of the second lady of "Yunting Zhai" in the east of the Hou Mansion.

Yunting Zhai is the residence of Mrs. Fang of the second room of the Hou Mansion, Mrs. Fang of the second room is the wife of the Marquis of Wu Wen, her maiden family is a businessman, and she has also donated officials, she has money and status, although her status in the Hou Mansion is not as good as that of Mrs. Zhao of the big house, but she can also speak.

Therefore, the maids and servants of Yunting Zhai are all superior.

Although Hong Yi is the young master in the Hou Mansion, but the son of a "lowly" dead concubine, no one takes him seriously at all, not to mention, everyone in the entire Hou Mansion knows that Mrs. Dafang Zhao has no good impression of Hong Yi.

Hong Yi's monthly money is also the least.

Up and down the entire Hou Mansion, there are three-room wives, four-room concubines, housekeepers, slaves, housekeepers, guards, a total of seven or eight hundred people, and each individual has a division of labor, just like a small court with a strict hierarchy.

"What's the matter with you?" After Hong Yi opened the door, he still sat back in his chair, picked up the book, and didn't look at the maid.

Xiao Ning looked at the charcoal burning in the house, because the quality was not good, there was a smell, and there were smoky eyes, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth with disdain.

"Miss played the piano with the county lord of Yongchūn in King Rong's mansion yesterday and wrote a poem, but there was no next sentence, Miss asked me to ask you, hey, are you listening?"

Seeing Hong Yi sitting back at the table, picking up the book and flipping through it, Xiao Ning said angrily.

"What?" Hong Yi frowned, blood rushed to his face, his fists clenched slightly, and he looked at this Xiao Ning with his eyes.

Xiao Ning also saw the blood on Hong Yi's face surging up, and his fists were slightly clenched, not only did he not relent, but raised his eyes high, revealing an expression of "Even if you are a young master, but I treat you like this, what can you do to me?"

"What poem?" After a moment of annoyance, Hong Yi took a deep breath and calmed down, his fists opened lightly, and his tone turned calm.

"Sure enough, it didn't work. Xiao Ning saw that Hong Yi endured it, and muttered in his heart, "When the county lord of Yongchūn played the piano, he said, 'Today's rì has not played the heart is in chaos', and then thought hard about the next sentence. Miss ordered me to ask you, hoping that you would say the next sentence. ”

"I haven't played my heart today?" Hong Yi thought: "When I play the piano, my heart is disturbed, that is because I can't fix my mind, I will say to the previous sentence, this heart is not up to others." ”

"Today, the heart has been chaotic, and this heart is not up to others. Hong Yi took out a blank piece of paper and wrote a line of cursive on it in thick ink.

"What is this?"

Xiao Ning saw the cursive characters flying like dragons and snakes, and the maid who had only read a little bit and knew a few words could recognize it.

"You are a subordinate, and you don't know how to read, why do you ask so much. Hong Yi said coldly: "Just send it over." ”

"You..."

Xiao Ning saw Hong Yi's eyes when he said that he was illiterate, the knuckles of his fingers grunted twice, showing good skills, and at the same time, she looked at it with a sharp gaze.

Obviously, this Xiao Ning has practiced boxing and kicking.

"This Hong Yi is obviously powerless and weak scholars. But why aren't you afraid?I have practiced with Miss to a certain level, and I have power in front of ordinary people, although this Hong Yi is a young master, but he is not liked by the eldest lady in the Hou Mansion....bullying him is at most reprimanded... Besides, the grappling hand I learned recently, if I take someone, it will only hurt for a few days, and the muscles and bones will not hurt ......."

Xiao Ning's eyes showed a fierce light, took two steps forward, and pretended to pick up Hong Yi's paper, but he was thinking in his heart, when he picked it up, he used ingenious techniques to remove Hong Yi's hand and make him feel pain for a few days.

"If you do it to me, aren't you afraid of being exiled for three thousand miles!"

Just as Xiao Ning was walking, Hong Yi suddenly spoke, and his voice was fierce.

"Daqian law, beating a scholar with meritorious fame, but he will be exiled for 3,000 miles. Don't make a mistake about yourself!"

Hong Yi's sudden voice was so powerful that Xiao Ning shuddered.

"Who is going to do something to you, I am taking the paper, you are the young master, how dare we be angry with you. Xiao Ning took a step back, stretched out his arm, took the paper, turned around and walked out.

"Hmph, I can only write poems and lyrics, I have no power to tie the chicken, and I am useless as a scholar. ”

Xiao Ning walked out of the room, scolding in his heart. She was indeed frightened by Hong Yi just now, but how could she admit it in her heart?

"Shhh

After seeing Xiao Ning leave, Hong Yi let out a long sigh, "Sure enough, when you meet a villain, it's the same as when you meet a ghost, you must not be weak, if you are weak, he will have to make inches." If you are vigorous, it will not dare to come near you. This Caotang notebook uses ghosts as metaphors, but it is a big truth. ”

Hong Yi sat down again, turned out a story he had read before, and marked it with a brush.

This story is about Li Yan himself once reading late at night, met a ghost, the ghost showed his form, and asked Li Yan if he was afraid! Li Yan immediately shouted, "Don't be afraid!", the ghost asked again, Li Yan's voice was louder, and the ghost finally said: "As long as you say that you are afraid, I will leave immediately, and I will no longer pester you." Li Yan said loudly: "If you are not afraid, you are not afraid." In the end, the ghost had no choice but to disappear in a daze.

Later, someone said to Li Yan: "You don't have the Tao and can't cure ghosts, why don't you compromise and say that you're afraid." What are you going to do if the ghost does pounce? ”

Li Yan said: "It's precisely because I don't know the Tao and can't cure ghosts, so I can't be afraid, if I'm afraid, my breath will be weak, and he will really pounce." ”

"The cunning villain is like a ghost. ”

Hong Yi reread this story, thinking of the slave Xiao Ning he met just now, and felt that the villain was really like a ghost, if she hadn't been scared just now, maybe the other party would have dared to do it.

"But scare is not the king, I still have to practice martial arts, and scholars must be good at bow and horse shè arts, so that they can be regarded as authentic readers. But I really don't have this condition, so I'd better think of a way. ”

Hong Yi had already moved his mind to practice martial arts, but there was really no condition.

A good horse is worth a thousand gold, and a good bow is also worth a hundred gold. Even if you don't want these, practice hand-to-hand combat, and even ask for teachers, these are all things that Hong Yi can't do.

There are also guards with strong martial arts in the Hou Mansion, but who wants to touch Hong Yi and touch the moldy head of the eldest lady?

"I heard that when the Daqian Dynasty was founded, it compiled two big books, one is the "Martial Classics" and the other is the "Tao Classics", which talk about practicing martial arts and cultivating immortals, and sprinkle millions of words. It's a pity that it became ** later, if you can borrow and copy it, it would be good. ”

Hong Yi pondered.