Who is Spreading Rumors That My Filial Piety to Them Has Deteriorated

The quilt covering Chu Mingkong's body suddenly burst into a bulge.

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She will soon know in person what good food means.

It wasn't until Keqing went to rinse his mouth and moisten his parched throat that everything in the room returned to normal.

At least the clothes can be seen on the right track.

"Do you still want these paintings?" Chu Mingkong pointed to the hanging paintings with a lot of water spirit.

Ke Qing nodded his head and pondered tangledly, hesitating in embarrassment.

Women who grew up in secular education have many rules, and not everyone dares to speak shamelessly like Zhong Feihuang.Last night, I thought about it for a long time before I made up my mind to come over to hang a picture. I was impulsive. Now, in broad daylight, let Keqing talk about these "bad" things, she couldn't stand it .

But in the end, she still faced her heart, covered her face with a handkerchief, and nodded quietly:

"Let's hang it back to my house in the East Mansion. There are no people on weekdays. In the future, I will go to that house together because I will think about Zhou Gong's gift..."

Is this a love room?

Chu Mingkong put the hanging painting into the storage ring, "I'll hang it up for you later."

Ke Qing nodded, very lightly, as if nodding heavily would reveal the desire in her heart, which is a shameful thing.

She changed the subject and looked at the painting on the copybook.

Ke Qing knows a little bit of Danqing painting skills, but only roughly draws some flowers and plants, more for appreciation.

She has never seen this kind...a picture drawn with charcoal, and the person in the picture is still her.

Although there are not too many colors, only the gray and black of charcoal and the plain white of paper, but in Keqing's eyes, this is the most beautiful painting!

"That's a nice drawing! I've never seen anyone draw with charcoal! I want to . . . put it in my collection."

"You can take it if you want, but this kind of charcoal painting is not easy to preserve, it is easy to scratch, and you have to ask someone to cover it with glass."

"Good~"

Ke Qing held the painting happily, even reluctant to roll it up, for fear that it might be damaged.

She turned to look at another booklet on the case, which was the "Atlas of Treasures from Other Worlds" that Chu Mingkong put there.

"Tai Xu Jing Huan Lu? What kind of book is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?" She opened the book and read, "Ah, these words are densely packed..."

Chu Mingkong leaned over to look at it. What he saw was a blank page, not to mention words, and he didn't even look at a ghostly character.

Could it be that what I see is different from what others see?

"But sister-in-law Qing, you open the first few pages, what is written on it?"

If it is a method of cultivation, generally the previous part is the basic chapter on the body and spiritual veins taught.

Ke Qing followed Chu Mingkong's words and carefully checked the words on it:

"Is it a medical book about the body's spiritual veins and meridians?"

Chu Mingkong nodded and asked again:

"Is there any mention of the Five Elements Reiki, or the polarity and yin?"

"Yes, there is mention of extreme yang and water aura."

Crooked sun, extremely yang technique.

Maybe before heading to Tianya City, he could have another extremely yang gold silk body protection.

"But sister-in-law Qing, then this exercise is destined for you. You are at home these days, and you don't have to deal with funerals in the East Mansion. Practice this exercise well, so that your body will be stronger."

Ke Qing said softly: "I'm still the daughter-in-law of Dongfu... how can I say I won't do it if I don't manage it, women will chew their tongues..."

"Whoever dares to chew their tongues, you just tell me that if you care about the dead patriarch and his son, I will send them to the funeral. Mr. Cui gave me Mrs. Keqing, so you don't have to worry about the funeral of your deceased husband. On the day of the funeral Just show your face."

From top to bottom, Dongfu now has to guard the spirits of the two dead masters, even the maids are no exception, but Qing is even more so.

Now Chu Mingkong asked her to ignore these rules and regulations with one word. Keqing liked this unreasonable domineering.

[System Treasure has been credited to the account, 2050 points have been transformed into filial piety. 】

This should be a gift of red quality, plus the filial piety you just said kindly to, right?

"But I haven't practiced before, so I don't understand these..."

"Aunt Gu understands, she can teach you. By the way, I will give you another cassock to help Keqing's sister-in-law practice."

Chu Mingkong opened the blind box of filial piety in his mind, and used ordinary filial piety to draw several waves ten times, all of which were blue sky and white clouds.

It can only be said that when people are unlucky, it is difficult to pick out a low-quality gift. After three waves and ten consecutive times, there is not a single piece of transparent tulle that helps in cultivation.

It's not easy for Keqing to share one with Aunt Gu, so they can wear it differently, right?

As a result, Chu Mingkong spent nearly a thousand points of ordinary filial piety for this practice vest.

Fortunately, this is still a purple quality cassock of interest. It has a [-]% blessing in basic practice efficiency.

"But sister-in-law Qing, take it, this is a vestment to help you practice!"

Feng Keqing mentioned this thin as a cicada's wing, almost weightless clothes, and gestured in front of him...

How can you wear it? It doesn’t matter if it can’t be covered by anything. Why did you dig out two holes on the left and right in the breast?

"...Is this really for cultivation?"

Chu Mingkong's face was pure and upright.

"Exactly!"

"Then, then I will believe Ming Kong's words." Keqing's sister-in-law's pretty face was blushing almost to the point of bleeding.

[System Treasure has been credited to the account, 600 points have been transformed into filial piety. 】

The gift of purple quality is indeed a bit hip.

After sending Feng Keqing back to rest, Chu Mingkong thought about what to do now, he had to cherish the free time now.

After leaving the capital in a few days, it will take a long time to come back, and there are still many things to prepare before leaving the capital.

"Go to Mrs. Zhen. I haven't squeezed some filial piety from this elder for a long time. I have to hurry up to accumulate filial piety, break through the system, and use another elder quota to bind Fengying!"

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PS: The two chapters have been merged.The old mobile phone of the novel was broken and cracked... I also want to revisit a teacher's novel, it seems to be called "Ruying **", I really forgot the name, because it is a short story.

Chapter 65 Cutting Hu (35/43)

Yongzhen was very distressed, or Mrs. Zhen in her soul was very distressed.

It was time for her to return her body to her daughter tonight. If she wanted to meet Chu Mingkong, she would have to bear some inconvenience and risk.

"I was still thinking that he just finished killing the prince and was confined in the book pavilion to do nothing. He will come over more frequently in the next few days, but why did he hurt the fifth prince again?"

But Jinyu came over to chat with her last night, and Chu Mingkong couldn't be blamed for this matter, it was the fifth prince who lost his mind and ran to the court to make trouble.

Suddenly, Yongzhen's face showed joy, and she sensed Chu Mingkong's breath approaching the small courtyard.

It's just that his breath stopped in front of the door, and there was no movement for a long time. What's the matter?

Yongzhen was planning to go out to have a look, but when he passed the front hall, he met Mrs. Zhen.

It was the morning, and Mrs. Zhen would spend most of the daytime in the front hall with a pot of good tea and a book.

The one who had this habit in the family before was Yongzhen.

Seeing that Yongzhen wanted to go out, Mrs. Zhen put down the book in her hand:

"Yongzhen, where are you going?"

Yongzhen said calmly:

"Mother, I'm a bit bored in the room, and I plan to go out for a walk."

"It's time to move around more, let's go."

After Yongzhen went out, Mrs. Zhen put down her book and followed quietly.

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Probably because the novice benefit period has passed, it is so difficult to get a red quality sample!

Chu Mingkong was thinking of picking up something to send to Mrs. Zhen, but he was in a daze in front of the door for a long time, but couldn't get anything out.

On the contrary, there are a few more gold-quality big bulls in the system warehouse, how can I give this kind of trick...  …

"If this goes on like this, ordinary filial piety will be spent, and degenerate filial piety belongs to 'money' that cannot be spent indiscriminately."

When Chu Mingkong had a headache, he suddenly felt a soft soft ball on his back, and this feeling was fleeting.

Yong Zhen only hugged him once, then walked to his side.

"Ming Kong, what are you doing here in a daze?"

Chu Mingkong was not used to this feeling that he couldn't hide his whereabouts. What kind of skill was so powerful that he could always sense him.

Seeing the girl coming out to greet her, Chu Mingkong couldn't help but smile:

"It's not in a daze, but I'm thinking about what to give you. It's a bit perfunctory to send fruit, and it's not intentional to send flowers. I only sent it once last time. When I get tangled up, I just stand at the door and don't know what to do."

Yongzhen put on a look of anger, dissatisfied:

"Mingkong, I've never seen such glory and wealth. It's great that you can come. You don't have to bring gifts every time you come back. If the gift becomes a burden in your heart, doesn't the relationship between you and me only stop at the wealth? Delivery of the goods?"

"No, I want to make you happy with a gift. When you are happy, I will be happy, so this gift seems to be for you, Yongzhen, but in fact it is not for me. I want to be happy too. .A gift to make yourself happy, how can I do it without thinking too much?"

Yongzhen smiled. She had never heard of anyone saying that giving a gift meant that. She held out her hand to hold Chu Mingkong's cheek:

"You are eloquent. I am so much older than you, and I have never seen someone who uses crooked reasoning to make people happy~"

Chu Mingkong bent over, lest Yongzhen get tired from lifting his arms, he was curious:

"Is Yongzhen much older than me?"

Yongzhen's face froze, and he immediately recovered, and said:

"You are a lot older every day. There is a saying that 'one day is like three autumns'. Isn't 'three autumns' considered older?"

"Of course it counts."

Yongzhen looked in the direction of the front hall, and whispered: "Mingkong, you can go to my house through the back door later, don't go through the front hall."