The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 16 The heroic and heroic spirit (1)
After playing happily for most of the day, learning how to ride a horse came second.Yijun can barely jog for a few steps without someone else holding the rein.Seeing that it was getting dark, Zijun hurried back to the city.

Shang Xian kept silent all the time, standing not far away with arms folded, not in a hurry, as if he didn't have to go on errands.

Tired from playing, Yijun was about to fall asleep in the car. Passing the street in front of Taixue Gate, he obviously felt that the carriage was going unusually.

She lifted the corner of the curtain and looked outside, where groups of Confucian scholars gathered to discuss current affairs, and heard a few sporadic words about Prince Yu, King Yu, and Marquis Wuying.Probably these people talked about the most taboo topic of Zijun, so he sat on the horse and whipped his whip in a hurry.

At the entrance of Qingyu Alley, Zijun got off his horse and laughed loudly: "Thanks to Shiliulang being here today, otherwise I would be a little confused." While talking about him helping Yijun down, Xing'er also jumped out of the car.

Shang Xian stood up straight, only nodded slightly in response, looked sideways at Yi Jun and said, "I'll come back in three days."

Is it an invitation?Yijun nodded mechanically, "Thank you, Brother, you have worked hard."

Shang Xian smiled, strode into the carriage, turned around and headed north of the city.What he came to borrow today was the car from the eldest princess' mansion, so he naturally had to go back there.

Marquis Wu Ying was raised by his grandmother since he was a child, and lived in the Dachang Princess' mansion for all his necessities. A group of personal guards must follow him.

The three masters and servants of the Luo family watched Shang Xian leave, and were interrogated by Aunt Luo one by one when they returned home.

Zijun grinned and said, "Okay, Shiliu Lang is not a man. My general's personal guards are all selected by him, and there are still some differences."

As a die-hard fan of Marquis Wuying, he praised others and did not forget to bring his own general along with him, Zijun looked proud.

Aunt Luo was much more reserved towards her daughter, and asked tactfully, "Ah Yuan, how is Shiliu Lang who came here today better than your elder brother?"

It took a long time to meet, only a few hours, Yijun replied truthfully: "Fortunately, he doesn't like to talk very much."

Aunt Luo thought to herself: Don't worry, don't worry, as long as the two don't clash when they meet for the first time, they will have a chance to develop a good impression in the future.Back then, when she met her pre-married husband for the first time, when the aunt in the clan asked her, she only replied 'not bad'.

Zijun happily talked about Shang Xian's anecdotes and details to his younger sister. Shang Xian was not a member of the Shang clan.He grew up with Marquis Wuying since he was a child, he is serious and strict in the army.

"Brother, why don't you go on an errand?" Yi Jun was so confused, he suddenly said something.

Aunt Luo also realized that since her son came back, she has been bored at home with their mother and daughter every day, and he still has the duty of a personal guard. Could something have changed?

Seeing his mother's expression changed, Zijun hurriedly explained: "I specially asked the general for a month's leave, and when the leave is over, I will go to the Eldest Princess' residence for a rotation."

"I'm going to be an errand tomorrow." Aunt Luo yelled out, hating iron but steel to pull Zijun to reason, "Little Hou treats you well, and we must repay you with gratitude. The Shang family never loses money to their soldiers or corn." The two brought a lot home, not to mention those shining jewelry materials, how promising you are to stay at home all day. Go ahead, you can learn more in the Princess Mansion. In case you don’t show up for a long time, you will have to ask someone else to help you. But what to do."

"No, there is no room for others to talk about the general." Zijun said firmly, almost patting his chest to assure him.

Aunt Luo became more and more annoyed, and pointed to the north side, "Then you have to run more frequently, and you are not allowed to stay at home from tomorrow on, do you hear me?"

"Okay, son has orders." Mother got angry, Zijun hurriedly responded, got up early the next morning, changed into the attire of Shangfu's personal guard, and wore a black iron plate around his waist, and rode to the north of the city.

After sending her son out, Aunt Luo felt relieved. In a blink of an eye, she saw her silly girl also getting up early and trying to draw a bow in the yard.

"Ah Yuan, what are you? It's Da Lang's bad idea again, go back to the room and catch up on sleep."

Yijun tilted his head and smiled, dodging Aunt Luo's grasping hand, and raised the small bow in his hand, "Auntie, I'm already fully recovered. From now on, I will learn how to draw the bow and do two sets of boxing with brother every day. Waking up early is good, and eating is delicious." , I sleep well at night, and I don’t get sick much.”

Aunt Luo wanted her daughter to get better soon, but also felt sorry for her delicate hands. Seeing that she couldn't stop her, she went back to the house and rummaged through the cabinets to find a piece of leather for Yijun to protect her hands.

Even if it was the child's bow, Yi Jun could hardly pull it away, as if all her strength was only enough to eat, sleep and talk.

no!She stood in the courtyard, took two steps away, and aimed at the apricot tree three steps away, thinking that she must be healthier and not easily get sick.

She wanted to do something for the Luo family. She wanted to embroider a sachet for Zijun and Aunt Luo. She also hoped that she would not have to wear jackets in summer.

Even if she marries an ordinary person in the future and lives an ordinary life, Yijun must also be a healthy person.

In the morning, she stretched her bow and jogged. She had been active for nearly an hour. After breakfast, Yijun rubbed her legs in the room, leaving Xing'er out of reach.

Xing'er's hands were strong, and she tried to increase her strength, "Girl, tell the servant where it hurts."

Yijun lay down on the bed and agreed, but when Xing'er really hurt from scratching, she didn't say a word, all the pain was just in exchange for health, she thought it was worth it.

In fact, I exercised too much on the first day, and my arms and calves were already prepared. I have massaged them all, but my stomach hurts so much that I dare not move.Yijun didn't dare to mention it to Aunt Luo, so he gritted his teeth and talked and laughed as usual. Only he knew the feeling, so he had to reduce the amount of activity in the morning.

Three days later, Shang Xian and Zijun made an appointment to ask for leave together, and came to pick Yijun up in Herring Alley.Every time the car jolted, she would hold her stomach and bark her teeth.

Xing'er wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, so she leaned over and said, "Miss, I'll give you another massage."

"Go." Yijun was almost impatient, not to mention rubbing, the flesh in her belly hurts even touching, she is really self-inflicted.

Xing'er covered her mouth with a handkerchief and snickered, Yi Jun could only stare angrily, slightly sullen, her cheeks were flushed.

The carriage still stopped by the Qujiang River, Zijun came to help his sister get out of the carriage, pointed to the horse that Shang Xian was leading and laughed, "Look, Shiliu Lang specially asked for it for you in front of the general, thank you very much later. People."

It was a maroon mare with bright black eyes and no stray hairs all over her body. She was extremely beautiful.More importantly, it is much shorter than other horses, just suitable for girls to ride.

(End of this chapter)