Poor family mother and son

At present, Chu Qing's imaginary enemies are those famous families, because now they are digging holes for her in business, and their spokespersons are setting her up in court.

As the emperor who engraved suspicion into his genes, he was likely to be used as a weapon by them, which was not good for him.

People, when there is a huge disparity in status, there will be no conflicts, because those with higher status than you will not notice you at all, which is called ignoring.

But if the strength is strong and the status is slightly inferior, they will suppress you and prevent you from being on an equal footing with them, but they will not be too heavy handed, because they firmly believe that killing chickens does not require a sledgehammer.

But once your strength catches up and has a tendency to surpass them, but your status is still not comparable to theirs, they will value you and try their best to kill you.

Because you can't get rid of you after several suppressions, it's really a serious problem for your confidantes.

Only when your strength is strong enough, even if your status is not as good, but armed to the teeth, they will be afraid of you and dare not make mistakes easily.

No matter how high your martial arts are, you are still afraid of big knives.

Based on this idea, Chu Qing believes that it is very necessary to build an armed force, and it must be fast.

"Yo ho! What kind of fart is this to offend God?" A joking voice came, and Shui Maomao was climbing up the slope, followed by Shui Damao and Shui Xiaomao, and several people behind him.

When Chu Qing and Xiaobao ran to the edge of the slope to whisper, they didn't notice that Shui Xiaomao had already gone down the mountain, and only now did they know that he was going to pick up Shui Maomao.

They didn't light a torch, but went up the mountain in the dark, what a skill!
"Maomao!" Xiaobao jumped three feet high, and jumped on the person, trembling with fright: "Xiaobao, don't make trouble!"

This is a sloping road, so it doesn't matter if it's not big or small, what if you throw yourself on Shui Maomao, if you fall down the hill, what will you do!

Xiaobao's kung fu is very good now, but it's a pity that Chu Qing has never seen it before. His pounce seems to leave no room for it, but in fact it is just a show.

No, as soon as he was on the side of Shui Maomao, he had already stabilized his figure, and directly wrapped his arms around his neck, while Shui Maomao hugged his waist along the way, also afraid that he would fall.

The two of them walked up to Chu Qing with their arms around their necks, looking a little...nondescript.

"Master Shui, long time no see, happy Chinese New Year!" Chu Qing saluted first.

"Hey, you don't dare to take it! Girl, don't be so polite!" Shui Maomao said bluntly.

After all, Chu Qing has an official status, and in this world, people are not judged by age, but by status, Chu Qing salutes Shui Mao Mao first, and Shui Mao Mao always has to be polite.

However, he still enjoys how Chu Qing treats him as an elder, unlike Xiao Bao, who is no big or small!
After Shui Maomao finished speaking, she looked behind her in a proud manner, as if she was showing off something.

"Master Chu, Li Hu, please be polite!" Li Hu came forward from behind and saluted respectfully.

Chu Qing saw that Li Hu was a little dazed, because he didn't know him, and the other party seemed to know him, so Xiao Bao cheered: "Uncle Tiger!"

It seemed that it was Xiaobao's year-end friendship again, Chu Qing hurriedly followed Xiaobao's address to return the greeting: "His uncle, Happy New Year!"

Li Hu raised one eyebrow and glanced at Shui Maomao, slightly provocative.

Shui Mao Mao's nostrils are all gasped.

Shui Mao Mao wanted Li Hu to show how much face he had, and the officials greeted him first when they saw him, but they clearly said "his uncle", which didn't show Shui Mao Mao any advantage.

Calling Li Hu "his uncle" makes him close, but calling Shui Maomao "Shui Gangzhu" is far away!

Hou Ze jumped up behind him and waved his hands high, then cupped his fists on his head, afraid that Chu Qing would not see him: "Hey! I'm coming!"

Shui Maomao's nostrils have returned to normal, Monkey Cub is his own godson, and he is the same size as Chu Qing, isn't this closer?
Chu Qing didn't understand what kind of love was conveyed in their eyebrows, so he hurriedly invited people to the campfire.

The person Shui Maomao dared to bring, Xiaobao looked very familiar with him, so he was reliable.

Seeing clearly that there were guests entertaining them, Kang Xi and the other disabled craftsmen went to another fire pit and gave up the place.

Hou Ze explained a few words later, and the people who came with them turned around and went down the mountain.

It was only then that Chu Qing noticed that Shui Maomao and the others had led a group of people up the mountain carrying boxes.

Hou Ze looked at the pile of boxes and called to Chu Qing: "I said, come and see, where is it suitable?"

Chu Qing looked at the box, looked at Hou Ze, and thought to himself that this child really can't hold two ounces of sesame oil in his belly, I know you gave me a gift, can't you, you have to watch it now!
But when I opened the box, I was a little dumbfounded: "Where did you get it?"

It was several boxes of white and yellow gravel.

The stones have been smashed, it can be seen that they were smashed to save space, and under the light of the torches, there is some glass-like light.

Chu Qing quickly picked up a small piece and licked it bitterly, confirming her guess: "It's really saltpeter?"

The yellow gravel is easy to say, but when the box is opened, there is a strong smell of sulfur.

Hou Ze kept staring at the torch in Chu Qing's hand: "You can hold it farther away, it's frightening to death!"

Chu Qing still couldn't recover from the shock: "Where did you do it?"

With the urination of people like Shui Maomao, it is impossible to spend money to buy it, maybe they stole it from somewhere, maybe they brought so many boxes for them, I'm afraid I have to clean their butts, right?

"My dad and I didn't make this, it's an annual gift from Da Mao and the others! It's from the country of Voss!" Hou Ze said with a smile, "Hurry up and find a proper place to put it. You don’t even dare to light a torch, you’re good, you’re afraid you won’t catch fire, right?”

Da Mao also came over: "Auntie, we want to give you some new year gifts, but we don't know what to give. We found these in the mountains at the junction of Voss King City and Tuhuerte. We got some back and asked Do you need it?"

My god!

Chu Qing was dumbfounded: "Are you still going to mine?"

Da Mao was a little embarrassed, and blushed: "We pretended to be nobles and went hunting with the real nobles of Voss, only to know that there is a large mountainous area at the junction of Wangcheng and Tuhuerte;
We looked for opportunities to enter the mountains, anyway, the brothers of the boat gang are all scattered to earn pocket money now, so we just wandered around;
Xiao Mao said that the crows and magpies in Worth probably don't understand Daxuan's words, and they are not as smart as Daxuan's birds.

What crow, what magpie?Chu Qing was confused.

Chu Qing didn't know that Maomao had crow soldiers and magpie soldiers in the south, so he didn't understand, but he understood what happened later because they said they were looking for golden eagles.

Xiaobao's golden eagle hatched from an egg that Gan Lai brought back with Chu Yuan, so Maomao also wanted to climb the mountain to find the golden eagle's nest and raise a golden eagle.

"You...are you not injured?" Chu Qing asked.

You are really brave enough, how easy is it to dig out a golden eagle's nest?Chu Qing had completely forgotten about the boxes of saltpeter and sulfur at his feet.