My Lady, Something is Wrong

Luo Qingzhou looked elsewhere.

Not long after, Luo Yu finished a set of Thunder Strike.

After closing the fist, a young servant immediately handed over the towel.

Luo Yu wiped her cheeks, looked down at the stage, and said lightly, "Xiao He, let him come over."

"Come on, the second son is calling you."

Xiao He hurriedly urged.

Luo Qingzhou walked over, stopped at the edge of the martial arts field, and bowed his head: "Second Young Master."

Although this man was his brother in name, he had self-knowledge and didn't shout indiscriminately.

No one has ever corrected the title.

Even his father didn't say much when he heard it.

So for Luo Qingzhou, this place is no longer his home.

He was already heartbroken.

Luo Yu stared at him indifferently for a moment, then said with a smile: "Qingzhou, you and I are brothers, you don't have to be as rusty and reserved as the servants. Listen to my mother, you will get married in a few days, yes. ?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "I just found out."

Luo Yu smiled and said: "It is indeed a little anxious, but the other party is the Qin family, so it is not wronged you."

After a pause, he smiled again: "I guess you already know, then I won't be around the corner. Your admission this time has indeed helped me a lot. Next year, the Dragon Tiger Academy will recruit students, and we will only have three places in Mocheng this year. Two of them have no suspense, so I can only fight for the last one. I am now concentrating on practicing martial arts and preparing for the exam. Where do I have the heart and time to get married, you just happened to help me solve this problem. Qingzhou, you go for me, it's my father And my mother's decision, I also only know."

Saying that, he laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Speaking of which, the eldest lady of the Qin family was supposed to be your second sister-in-law, but now you are going to marry her. In my heart, it's actually quite unpleasant. But fortunately, we are brothers, and this is the end of the matter, so I won't talk about anything else. I asked you to come this time, in addition to thanking you, I also want to give you something. "

After speaking, the two little servants immediately came over with something in their arms.

Luo Yu smiled and said: "I heard that you are studying in the house all day, preparing for the exam next year. I specially bought you some books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone. These are all good things, you can use them. If you are not enough, feel free to buy them. Someone can come and find me again."

"Also, you hold this jade pendant. I killed a monster outside the city last year and got it from its belly. It is said that wearing this thing on the body can make people meditate and concentrate, and it should be very good for you scholars. Works. I'm totally rubbish wearing it."

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and thanked him.

Luo Yu nodded, and without saying any more, he waved his hand and said, "Let them send it to you, I still need to practice martial arts, so I won't keep you."

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.

I glanced at his eyes before leaving, and heard what he was thinking: Strange, why does it feel that this kid seems to be a little different from the original.I used to tremble when I saw me, and even my legs were soft, but now I am respectful, but neither humble nor arrogant, and I seem to be much more courageous.But it's a pity that he was abandoned by his father and mother, and went to Qin's house to marry that fool, and it would be like that all his life.Otherwise, you can train and train well, and then give it to Young Master Meng of the City Lord's Mansion. I heard that Young Master Meng likes such a good-looking weak scholar the most...

With these words echoing in Luo Qingzhou's mind, he left behind the maid and the servant, the fist in his sleeve slowly clenched.

Chapter 8 Slaves

Weak scholar?

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard, thinking that he had just overheard what the second son was thinking, and clenched his fists.

Even if it's not a brother, it shouldn't be so vicious, right?

"Shh!"

He punched out suddenly.

The punch landed on a horizontal plum in front of him, and the slashed branch trembled a few times, causing the skin to hurt.

Suddenly, in his mind, the boxing movements that the second son was playing in the martial arts field just now appeared.

The gate was closed in the past.

Standing in the small courtyard and closing his eyes, he replayed those actions in his mind.

Immediately, he separated his legs, stood on a horse stance, opened his arms, and began to slowly practice following the movements in his mind.

Although it doesn't have that kind of momentum and power, it still looks decent.

He didn't want to be just a weak scholar with no power!

After playing a few sets, my whole body started to get hot.

At the same time, panting, legs a little weak.

Physical fitness is really bad.

This kind of boxing is definitely not effective, at best it can exercise the body a little.

It is still necessary to first cultivate the inner strength and heart method, refining the skin and refining the body!

It's still early to see.

He entered the house.

Sit down on the bed, close your eyes, meditate first, and then the map of the acupuncture points and the method of breathing and breathing come to mind.

Soon, he once again entered the state of dozing in front of the brazier last night.

In a dark ground, the seeds began to take root and sprout, breaking the soil, seeing the sun, and growing vigorously after the wind and the rain, the sun and the frost...

in the dark.

A wisp of breath flows and roams in the various acupoints in the body, like a traveler on foot.

Climb over bridges and climb hills.

Overcoming thorns and thorns, winding and twisting...

Time passed quietly.

Outside the window, the sun fell into the west sky and then into the green hills.

Night falls.

A silver moon rose quietly.

Xiaodie hugged her clean clothes and came back from outside.

Luo Qingzhou was in the sleeping room, and clearly heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps coming from outside.

He woke up from his slumber and opened his eyes.

The airflow in the abdomen, warm, still flows slowly there.

"Master, aren't you in the house?"

Xiaodie folded her clothes, put them in the house where she lived, and walked over.

Luo Qingzhou replied, "It's here."

Xiaodie entered the room, looked at him by the moonlight outside the window and said, "Young Master, what are you doing sitting on the bed? Are you tired of reading? The servant girl is going to get you some food, you wait a moment."

After that, he hurried out again.

After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the airflow in his body before getting up and getting out of bed.

Out of the room, came to the courtyard.

The snow stopped.

But the wind was cold and the temperature was still low.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes and stood in the small courtyard. The exposed skin was aching from the cold wind, but the cold air only stayed on the skin for a moment, and was driven away by the heat in the body, and did not invade. half a point.

"This inner strength mind method is really amazing!"

Luo Qingzhou sighed in admiration.

Immediately, he stepped out of the box and punched the boxing method he saw in the martial arts field today a few times.

The more you play, the more skilled you are.

Although it is not complete, there are only a few moves and a few styles, but after a few hits, the whole body becomes warmer and more comfortable, and I no longer fear the cold wind of this cold night.

When Luo Qingzhou closed his fists, there was an old elm tree with a thick trunk in front of him, and the picture of the leather refining in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.

Body refining first refining skin.

Skin refining requires the combination of internal strength, external force, and medicine to achieve a multiplier effect.

Luo Qingzhou felt that the heat was still circulating in his body at this time, and immediately threw a punch, which suddenly hit the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him.

"boom!"

A muffled sound.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain in the back of his hand.

However, under the protection of the heat flow in the body, the pain disappeared quickly.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand, there was no scar.

"boom!"

He punched again, hitting the tree trunk.

The pain still came and went quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He spread his legs apart and continued to shake his fists, relying on the heat in his body and the hard trunk to temper the skin on the back of his hands.

After punching for a while, he turned around abruptly and slammed the tree trunk with his elbow, shoulder, and back.

The sturdy old locust tree stood still under the cold moon.

After a while, Luo Qingzhou was sweating and panting.

At the same time, the heat flow in the body receded.

The backs of his hands, shoulders, back, and elbow joints all started to ache.

He dared not practice any more, so he had to stop.

Physical fitness is too weak to be in a hurry.

Only step by step, slowly practice.

Soon.

Xiaodie came in with red rims under her eyes, holding steamed buns and white rice porridge.

Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looked at her aggrieved appearance and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Someone bullied you again?"