wear it lord god

1547 Chapter 31
When she woke up and was having dinner, Qiu Ye said that General Zhao, the eldest son, and the third elder brother had just come back from court.

On the first day of the lunar new year, there was an early court, and the emperor had to pray to heaven on this day, and then civil and military officials had to pay New Year greetings to the emperor, so they put on their court clothes early in the morning and went to the palace.

Thinking that they all came back, but she just woke up, it was a little sinful.

After lunch, they leaned there, and when they were bored, Zhao Yingyue brought Zhao Heming over. The two of them took off their cloaks, and they were all dressed in strong clothes, with swords hanging on their waists.It is said that General Zhao has agreed to let the two of them come to Zhu Lanyuan when they need to practice martial arts.

When Xining heard this, she asked Dongmei to tidy up a room for the two of them to rest when they were tired.

Zhao Heming said happily: "Sister-in-law, we are about to practice."

Xining was taken aback: "Today is the first day of the new year, do you still want to practice?"

Zhao Heming suppressed his smile, feeling very helpless: "Regardless of season, summer, autumn and winter, you have to practice every day."

Zhao Yingyue slapped it up: "What nonsense, finish today's practice!"

Zhao Heming stared at his eyes: "Hit again, be careful. I'll tell grandma, find someone who is fierce and can control you as a wife!"

"Also!" Although Zhao Heming raised his hand, he easily let Zhao Yingyue escape.

The two walked into the courtyard and began to practice swords.

Xining moved to the kang by the window of the outer room, watching the two uncles and nephews outside the window chopping horizontally and vertically, shaking their swords, sweeping the snow on the ground from time to time.

As the heir of the general's mansion, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child.There are several daughters of military generals who know martial arts, including some of the ancestors before the general's mansion also knew martial arts.Although a woman cannot get an official position in the court, she can also go to battle with her father and brother to fight the enemy.

It's a pity that Aunt Xu is so delicate that she doesn't want two concubines to practice martial arts.Mrs. Zhao naturally agrees, and Mrs. Zhao has only one daughter in her body, and she is reluctant to let her suffer.What's more, Huiwu can't get an official position, and he has to be loyal to the country at any time.

In the past half a stick of incense, the kang slowly heated up, but the two uncles and nephews outside were still practicing.Two or three maidservants peeked at the corner of the pillar, laughing and discussing softly from time to time, with strange brilliance in their eyes.

Dongmei, who was standing by the kang, also looked out of the window curiously: "When will the third young master and young master Sun practice?"

"I don't know." This is the truth, the owner of the body has never cared about and asked about his father, brother and nephew: "On the battlefield, sometimes the city will be attacked for several days and nights."

She had also experienced it. At that time, she slept in the place closest to the city wall, and the blood-spattered magistrate's treasured clothes did not dare to leave her body. How could she be as comfortable as she is now.

Knowing that the owner is weak and afraid of the cold, she built a kang, and let her lean on the kang, which is warm in winter and cool in summer, and she can see the scenery in the yard.Compared with other houses, this room has more and more furniture that can be relied on and lie on. In addition to beds and kangs, there are also couch, wooden couch, beauty couch, bamboo couch, where she can go and lie down.

The second master, who was probably already paralyzed, didn't think so thoroughly.

Such a delicate and weak lady, not to mention marrying Zhao Chengzong, even an ordinary official family, cannot be the head of the house.

Now she is asked to use this body to find a way to keep the general's residence.Look at Zhao Heming, who is still young, every move has a style, the sword flower shakes beautifully, and the sword edge is still there when the sword is swung.But she only had the strength to lie half-lying and see.

After practicing for a full hour, the uncle and nephew stopped. At this time, the two of them were already dripping with sweat, and hot smoke was coming out of their heads like a steamer.

Their servant hurriedly handed over the sweat towel, and followed them to the room that had already been tidied up.

After another incense stick, the two of them came to her place after washing and changing their clothes.

"Sit down and rest!" Xining said with a smile.

A small kang table was placed in the middle of the heated kang, and the two sat on the other side of the kang table, and the maid served hot tea.

Zhao Heming picked it up and drank it, but spit it out in one gulp: "It's too hot."

"Drink it slowly when it's hot. It's not good to drink water when you're thirsty." Xining leaned on the generous pillow and raised his chin at Zhao Yingyue: "Look at your third uncle, even the general's mansion is a noble son, a little look."

Zhao Yingyue was sitting next to her, holding a cup of tea, her slow-moving look was completely different from the look of moving like a rabbit and walking like a dragon just now.

Zhao Heming rolled his eyes: "I'm still young, I want to take advantage of this time to be casual."

This reason made Xining laugh.This kid is not stupid, on the contrary, he is very eccentric.

Then Zhao Heming pestered Zhao Yingyue to talk about the border affairs, Zhao Yingyue said that it was rare for him to be beside him silently, listening quietly with his eyes wide open.

Zhao Heming couldn't help being fascinated: "Third Uncle, I will go too in a few years."

"Come on!" Xining couldn't help laughing and said, "He picked and said, what kind of fox hunting in the snow, when you pass by, be careful that your nose will freeze off. Those tartars are cannibals, half-sized like you, Meat that is neither tender nor old is the best."

Zhao Heming was startled: "Sister-in-law, don't scare me."

"Why scare you..." Xining couldn't help but recall that in order to attack the city, the Xiongnu prince massacred the people and threw two boiled heads outside the city gate.

Without the restraint of laws, human beings are beasts.At this time, whoever has the power and soldiers has the final say.

I was in a daze for a while, until Zhao Heming called her.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Zhao Heming was not surprised that she was distracted, after all, it is normal for people in poor health to be distracted.

He said enthusiastically, "Sister-in-law, let's go out for a stroll tomorrow. During Chinese New Year, the streets are very lively."

"Okay!" Xining readily agreed, it's not a problem to lie down all the time.

Zhao Yingyue glared: "I knew how to pull your sister-in-law."

If you don't pull it up, you may not want to take it out.Zhao Heming touched his nose with a smile, anyway, as long as the goal is achieved.

Zhao Yingyue then arranged: "Then go to bed early tonight, and go out after practice tomorrow morning."

"I'm still practicing, so I can't take a day off." Zhao Heming wailed: "Practice after you come back."

Zhao Yingyue was uncompromising: "Go after practice!"

In the early morning, after breakfast, Xining leaned on the heated kang, watching the two uncles and nephews practicing guns against each other in the yard.

As a military commander, he is not like on the stage, where the same weapon is used until the end of the play.On the battlefield, sometimes your own weapon is out of your hand, or stuck on the enemy's bone, so you can use whatever weapon you want to pick up.Therefore, he is proficient in all eighteen kinds of martial arts, especially the commonly used swords, swords, sticks, guns and arrows.

In order to cooperate with Zhao Heming, Zhao Yingyue did not use the piercing Overlord Spear, but an ordinary Changying Spear.

"Quick, quick, fast! Guns are all about speed." Zhao Yingyue brushed with ease, and she was able to escape the lesson.In comparison, Zhao He's reaction speed was obviously slow, and he was embarrassed to avoid it.

Spotting a flaw, Zhao Yingyue picked Zhao Heming over with the body of the gun, made him fall to the ground, gnawed at the mud, and hit him on the buttocks by the way.

"Ah~" Zhao Heming turned over and shouted at the third aunt in the window: "Little sister, look at the third uncle, bullying me!"

And Zhao Yingyue held a gun in one hand and put one hand on her hip, laughing loudly: "If you are not good at learning, you still have the face to ask for help. Just like you, when you go to the battlefield, you will die long ago!"

Zhao Heming stomped his feet angrily: "Don't worry, when I grow up, I will be able to beat you down."

"Haha, remember your words, I'll wait!" Zhao Yingyue laughed heartily, which made many maids who peeked at the martial arts practice blush and heartbeat.

(End of this chapter)