Half fairy

Chapter 109

"Oh, Shi Heng, why did you come back so late, are you tired?"

As soon as Yu Qing stepped into the east courtyard, she saw Wen Jianhui who got up immediately and came over. The latter had a concerned expression on his face, and he had really been waiting for a long time.

Yu Qing was a little surprised that she would be waiting here, and immediately bowed her hands, "It's okay, I'm not tired."

Wen Jianhui denied it humbly, "I went out before dawn, went around and went around until dark, how could I not be tired." Turning around, she immediately said to the maids on the left and right who were following: "Why are you still standing there? Didn't you look at my uncle?" Are you tired all day? Hurry up and urge people to serve hot water and hot meals!"

Immediately, the two servant girls started trotting, holding up their skirts.

Yu Qing hesitated to say anything, forget it, and asked, "Is Auntie busy?"

What could Wen Jianhui do, she was busy talking about it, she took her emotions seriously, she just felt busy and tired, and sighed: "It's nothing, just come and take a look, if I don't worry about it, this Helping the servants can’t do anything well. Your parents are gone, I’m your mother, at least I’ll be no different from your mother in the future, you’re going to have a good life, I don’t worry about who will worry about it?”

"Hmm..." Yu Qing was speechless and could only cup his hands to express his thanks.

After listening to the nagging, Yu Qing thought that he was about to feel sorry for his family, so he listened obediently, feeling depressed, wondering when this old woman would stop, and found that it was more tiring than going to the palace.

He hoped that the other party would leave early, but Wen Jianhui didn't. The hot water came, and he personally instructed the servant girl to wait for her to wash her hands and face, so she almost did it herself. Finally, she stared at Yu Qing to eat, and asked this one to eat more, that one eat more.

He babbled and said something more, saying how good it is to eat together as a family and so on.

After finally getting this woman away, Yu Qing lay down on the stage as soon as she turned her head...

Back in the main hall of the inner house, Wen Jianhui smiled when she saw a pile of gift boxes on a table, picked up this attached gift card to look at it, and then picked up the other one, she was very satisfied.

Wen Ruowei was bouncing around, yelling to open it up to have a look. Suddenly there were so many presents, her hands were already itchy. If she wasn't afraid of the tigress getting angry, she would have already done it.

After a while, Zhong Su came back from the outside.

After Yu Qing came back, Steward Li came over to make an announcement, and then he formally came out to meet the guests who lined up outside, and refused customers in the name of 'Ashiheng', to round up the words, try not to offend others, in short, let everyone please come back, Gifts will not be accepted.

He naturally knew why the people outside gave gifts with all sorts of excuses. He also received the news here, and was very surprised. He never thought that 'Ashiheng' would be selected as a person next to him as soon as he arrived at Yushitai. Really overjoyed here.

He naturally understands that a mere ninth-grade sesame official is not worthy of so many gifts from so many people. What they want to give is Mr. Zhongcheng, but he is not qualified to cling to him, so he just hit the idea of ​​the people around Mr. Zhongcheng.

Zhong Su who stepped into the main hall was stunned, looking at the table full of gift boxes, he was stunned.

Wen Jianhui looked back, smiled and said, "You're back, have you sent everyone away?"

It's really a smile from the heart. When did Zhongfu ever have such a scene of queuing up to give gifts? It has never happened before. Although the Zhong family is a wealthy family, there is no need for outsiders to treat the Zhong family like this. The scenery is eye-opening.

His face was extremely bright, and he was extremely happy.

Zhong Su didn't answer her, and pointed to the pile of presents and asked, "What's going on with you? Where did you come from?"

Wen Jianhui: "Oh, I know what I can accept and what I can't. Don't worry, it's not from those people outside. It's all a congratulatory gift from the group of sisters I usually hang out with!"

It was precisely because it was given by the sisters who usually come and go, that she was happy, and felt that everyone was starting to flatter her, and those who were not pleasing to her before lowered their attitudes. As for the officialdom, she will be in a good mood just thinking about the future.

Zhong Su's expression darkened in an instant, "Are you lying to ghosts or yourself? Are you really clueless? Let me tell you, some people give gifts for the purpose of building relationships, while others give gifts out of uneasiness and good intentions. Believe it or not, you accepted it today." With this gift, the name of 'Ashiheng' may be brought up in the court tomorrow. Have you forgotten that he was demoted from the number one scholar to the third flower? Don't you know that his father is still being remembered? You can't find a place to start, so you are good, take the initiative to give someone a handle! Usually you are missing your clothes or your expenses, do you lack something that can kill your son-in-law?"

Wen Jianhui's expression froze and she couldn't laugh anymore.

Wen Ruowei pursed his lips, and quietly backed away, never daring to open the gift box again.

Zhong Ruochen, who has never said a word when it comes to matters involving 'Ashiheng' and always depends on his parents, has a worried look on his face at this moment, already worried about his future husband. He couldn't help complaining, "Mother, I can't accept this gift."

Zhong Su pointed to Wen Jianhui's nose and warned: "In the past, you could accept these gifts as you wish, but now it's different from before. Listen to me carefully. Whoever sent it, I will give it to that one intact." When you go back, you can’t leave a single thing behind, and you’ll have to send them all back tonight!”

Wen Jianhui finally lost her confidence and muttered, "You don't need to tell me, I know how to do it."

In the east courtyard, Yu Qing, who was lying on the stage, took out the cardamom-sized bell and shook it in his hand, gently, vigorously, slowly, and rapidly.

After shaking it for a long time, there was no response. He had to sit up and sighed, and put the bell away.

Obviously, the little uncle has already left the capital, and has already run out of the range that can be heard in the current Yinzi Jue realm.

Without someone to negotiate, he completely lost the idea of ​​staying in Beijing.

He didn't dare to stay in this capital city at all. The stormy waves, every time they hit his weak point, he really couldn't stand it.

What's more, I made a plan with my junior uncle long ago, and immediately resigned after being appointed as an official. Is it impossible to wait for half a month to suffer those living crimes, and then drag it on, waiting to marry Ashheng's wife?
With determination, he got up and took out the scroll of calligraphy and painting from his sleeve, stuffed it in his chest and hid it, then took a basin of bones and went to the study.

The lights in the study were turned on, and a metal jar was taken from the bookshelf, and the 'big head' was taken out, and he threw it into a pot of bones, letting 'big head' gnaw away, while he sat behind the desk and studied ink. , thinking about the resignation template I saw today, thinking about how to write.

Zhongfu didn't match him with a maid with red sleeves to add fragrance, because he was afraid that he would do something bad with the maid, and Yu Qing didn't want him to be a male servant.

After he had an article in his mind, he tore out a piece of paper, put a pen under the lamp to make a draft, and repeated corrections.

In the middle of the journey, there were two bangs in the pelvis, and it was the 'big head' who reported that he was full.

After experiencing some things repeatedly, 'Big Head' knows what to do after he is full.

Hearing the sound, Yu Qing got up, went to pick up the 'big head' whose belly had become an egg, went out to the pool, let 'big head' sink into the water and farted a few black farts, and then carried the 'big head' who looked like a hanged ghost back to the study , and threw it into the pelvis to let 'big head' continue to eat.

After sitting back at the desk, the draft was scribbled and corrected several times before Yu Qing was satisfied with his resignation. Then he found a blank post, opened it, and copied it perfectly according to the draft.

He dried the ink under the light, admired and confirmed it again, nodded with satisfaction, put it on the table after closing it, and waited to hand it over to Mr. Pei tomorrow.

After a big worry, he finally had the leisure to appreciate the suspected good things he got from Yushitai today, and he couldn't help but appreciate them.

I took the scroll out of my pocket, opened it, and saw that I had reached the end of the sword formula, so I rewound it again until it reached the beginning of the sword formula. I held it in my hand and began to ponder it. Opposite the scroll a little.

With the basis of watching it in the library today, he knows what he needs to pay attention to this time.

To practice the sword art, you should first practice the dragon hand, why should you practice it first?There is a saying in the sword formula: Only when the hand has the intention of catching the dragon can it bind the blue dragon.

Yu Qing knew the meaning at a glance. If he wanted to fight with a sword, he had to hold the sword well first.

After carefully studying the first few moves of capturing the dragon hand, he put the scroll on the table, couldn't help but make gestures in comparison, trying to exercise his skills, moving Qi into his hands according to the essence, and sending out according to the method. force.

Sword formulas are sword formulas, there is no matching internal strength, only moves and the mentality of controlling them.

I practiced my skills several times, but the movement of my skills on my hands was bumpy and not smooth enough.

But he didn't give up. After dozens of repetitions, he finally got familiar with it, and began to use the knack of capturing the dragon's hands to accumulate and release his skills.

There was another clanging sound in the pelvis, Yu Qing had no choice but to pay attention, and went out again with the 'big head' with a round belly.

When I came back, I thought that 'Big Head' was distracting me, so I didn't let 'Big Head' eat it any more, and threw it back into the metal jar to be imprisoned.

After resting his mind, he put out the claw shape again, and exercised his strength according to the heart method of capturing the dragon hand again, walking back and forth in the study to practice.

I have been practicing until I have confirmed that I can control it proficiently. I feel a little itchy. Such a claw came along.

Grab it with one claw, and suddenly exert force in the way of a dragon-capturing hand.

boom!There was an explosion on the spot.

The pole with a thick wrist, the part that was caught disappeared in an instant, and exploded into scattered wood slag.

Yu Qing was taken aback for a moment, and looked at the hand he had just grabbed, feeling a little dazed.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door, "My lord, what's the matter?"

It is the guard of Zhongfu.

Yu Qing said, "It's okay." Turning around, he went to collect the scroll on the table.

Bang!There was another crash.

When he looked back, he saw that the triangular stand that was taller than a person just now had been overturned, and the three big vats with green plants had been smashed to the ground.

The door of the study was pushed open, but the guards of the Zhong residence still barged in, ignoring the overturned and smashed things, and quickly glanced at every corner of the study.

Yu Qing hurriedly said: "It's okay, I accidentally knocked it over." But the person turned away and stuffed the scroll into his sleeve.

After confirming that it was all right, Yu Qing invited them out again, saying that it would be better for someone to clean up the place tomorrow, so the guards of Zhongfu had no choice but to retreat.

After the study was closed again, Yu Qing immediately went to the tripod that fell to the ground, stretched out his hand to hold the pole again, and grasped it in the usual way of exerting force, and the part he was holding was slowly crushed into pieces in his hands scum.

With his cultivation base, he can crush this dead wood, and he can also crush it into slag, but he can't crush it instantly. His cultivation base and skill are not that overbearing.

He took out the scroll in his sleeve, pulled it open again, his eyes sparkled, and he squatted there muttering, "The dead eunuch didn't scribble, this thing is actually a real thing..."

　Speechless lovesickness!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)