Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 10 Your maid is not simple
"I, am I a fool?"

These words were spoken by Jiang Qingyu, who was regarded as a waste by herself, so ironic to Gurgen's ears!

In the Di people's tribe, he was found to be mentally retarded since he was born, and he learned to speak at the age of five. He was ridiculed by his peers, but he foolishly took those cursing words as praise.

When he was eight or nine years old, his innate talent for supernatural power gradually revealed, and he also began to understand that the group of people were scolding him, so he became angry and smashed to death several peers who had been bullying him.

From that day on, he was chained and locked in a cage, losing his freedom and humanity.

Eating raw meat and drinking human blood has been like this for more than ten years.

until……

A few days ago, Jiang Qingjian, the second son of the North Palace, captured him.

It was Jiang Qingjian who taught him how to read, chatted and drank with him all night, and it was Jiang Qingjian who asked King Beibei to cut off the four iron chains that had tied his hands and feet for more than ten years at today's banquet!

Therefore, when Jiang Qingjian asked him to test his younger brother Jiang Qingyu, Gu Ergen agreed without hesitation.

Although he had already guessed that this person was probably using him.

"No, I'm not stupid."

Guergen gritted his teeth and said word by word.

Jiang Qingjian asked him to abolish his younger brother Jiang Qingyu's hands and feet in the name of a duel, saying that he had already bribed everyone in the palace, and no one would stop him.

But Jiang Shan, who was not in this game, made a move.

This time the temptation was not fruitless, at least it could prove that Jiang Qingyu was not alone and helpless in the palace!
And Gurgen paid the price of losing his right arm forever, which can be regarded as repaying Jiang Qingjian's kindness.

From then on, the two owe each other nothing.

"Jiang Qingyu!"

"I'll find you again!"

Gurgen gave Jiang Qingyu a vicious look, then picked up the velvet cap that had been thrown aside, and carefully put it back on his head.

He walked up to a soldier of the Green Sword Battalion, smiled with his mouth crooked and said:
"Speak to your master Jiang Qingjian, I'm leaving, leaving the palace, and returning to my grassland."

"If he is afraid of letting the tiger go back to the mountain, he can send troops to kill me."

"But please tell me that no matter what, my Gu Ergen's knife will never cut Jiang Qingjian at him in this life!"

The soldiers of the Qingjian Battalion beat their breastplates with their hands, paying high tribute to them:

"My lord, let's go."

"I can assure Second Young Master that no soldier from the Green Sword Battalion will stop you from returning to the grassland!"

Guergen grinned, and then left Qianjian Lake under the gaze of everyone.

He walked slowly, held his head up, and laughed loudly despite the loss of an arm.

For the first time in his life he was truly free.

When you come, you are arrogant, when you go, you are embarrassed.

But I am proud.

"It's a poor man, too."

Jiang Qingyu looked at the back of this person leaving, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

This matter is just the beginning!

Then, in front of everyone, he let go of the girl Xiaoman's hand, turned around and clasped his fists at the gray cannon old man and said:
"Uncle Jiang Shan, how about accompanying me to the Ziyan Courtyard for a pot of hot wine?"

Jiang Shan nodded silently.

This nod also means that his position in the palace will no longer be detached.

The second wife Jiang Jing and the second son Jiang Qingjian will regard him as an enemy!
Even the king of rejecting the North would be dissatisfied with him.

But Jiang Shan showed no signs of fear, and was even a little excited.

Seven years ago, the old sword sage surnamed Yu said a word to him before leaving the palace:

"After studying, the old man has to compete with others to gain insights. You have been hiding in the Sutra Pavilion all your life, and your sword is not out of its sheath. Even if you read tens of thousands of sword sutras, you will not become a master."

Jiang Shan touched his empty right sleeve and smiled.

His sword has not drank blood for a long time.

……

"Wangfu, the sky is about to change."

After Jiang Qingjian and his party left, a veteran soldier looked worried and murmured softly.

However, another old soldier said:

"Master Jiang Shan can't change anything by himself. Don't forget that the second son also has the support of the second grade of innate."

"The old servant brought by the second lady from Yongzhou's natal family entered the second rank of congenital decades earlier than Mr. Jiang Shan, and that one didn't have a broken arm!"

But the old pawn who spoke first shook his head and said:

"You do not understand."

"Back when the eldest lady and the eldest son did not go to the capital as hostages, among the four innate second ranks in the palace, except for the old servant, the other three all expressed their support for the eldest son!"

……

Back at Ziyan Courtyard, Jiang Qingyu was not angry when she saw the bedroom that had been smashed to pieces, instead she said with a smile:
"I knew that Guergen's attack was so heavy, I should have taken off both of his arms just now."

"Lichun, don't clean up now, report to Uncle Xu and ask him to arrange someone to record the disposal, so that no one will deny it."

Uncle Xu and Erhu Xu are the old housekeepers of the palace. Like Jiang Shan, his martial arts cultivation is at the innate second-rank Bright Moon Realm.

The eldest maid, Li Chun, lowered her head and said yes, then turned and left the yard.

Jiang Qingyu stared at the back of the big girl with complicated eyes, and then said to Xiaoman, the little girl with a flushed face:

"Xiao Man, go prepare a pot of hot bar."

"Remember, use the pot of apricot blossoms that my son buried last year."

Hearing the words "Xinghuachun", the little girl's face ached.

The fourth son is not favored in the palace, and the monthly silver expenses are only 100 taels, and he can't save much money except food and drink. This pot of apricot blossom spring worth 300 taels of silver was sent by the old housekeeper during the New Year's Eve last year. of.

This is already the most expensive wine that the whole Ziyan courtyard can afford.

When she first came to Ziyan Courtyard, Sister Lichun told her for a long time that this pot of wine should not be wasted until the day when the son gets married or the girl gets married.

But myself...

It seems that she seldom listens to Sister Lichun's entrustment!

"Got it, I'll go now."

The little girl thought of the scene where the young master held her hand again, she couldn't help blushing, and left with her head down.

After half an hour.

Seeing that Jiang Qingyu dismissed the two servant girls, Jiang Shan stopped restraining himself and said bluntly:
"That girl named Lichun has a problem."

"When I was in the Cangjing Pavilion, this girl seemed to care about you very much on the surface, but her words and deeds were far inferior to that girl named Xiaoman, which made people not impressed. It stands to reason that she served you much longer. I should be the first to stand up and protect you."

"The death of the servant first is the rule of the palace."

Jiang Qingyu didn't say a word, and there was no surprise on her face, as if she had known this for a long time.

"It seems that you have been aware of it for a long time."

Jiang Shan continued:
"In addition, I took a sneak peek at the moment I made the shot. There was a trace of anxiety and apology in the eyes of this woman looking at you. Maybe it will be bad for you in the near future."

"Does Junior Brother know that she belongs to the Second Madam?"

Jiang Qingyu shook her head imperceptibly:

"No."

"If Erniang had arranged, there would be no such thing as today."

"Sister Lichun has taken care of my daily life for 12 years. Counting the days, the first year she came here happened to be when my mother and elder brother went to the capital as hostages. In fact, my mother wanted to take me with me at that time, but I was young. He was sick and couldn't bear the hardships of traveling and traveling, so he was left in the palace."

Jiang Shan frowned:
"So, this woman might be the eyeliner who planted in the palace in the capital?"

"Do you want to report this matter to the prince?"

Jiang Qingyu said calmly:

"No, I think the father will only know more than we do."

Jiang Shan nodded in agreement.

No matter how indifferent the North King was to the Fourth Young Master, he would not have arranged for an unknown girl to serve his own son for more than ten years.

As long as he stands still, it means that everything is under his control.

Jiang Shan glanced at the wine room in the yard, and couldn't help but wonder:
"Speaking of which, the girl named Xiaoman next to the young master is not simple."

"Although she has tried hard to hide herself, I can still see that she has not weak martial arts."

Jiang Shan stretched out two fingers and made a gesture:
"At least, the eighth grade of the day after tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)