Who says sleep is not spiritual practice?

Chapter 68
In the afternoon of that day, Jiang Qingyu did not go to the barracks in the north of the city to meet the Qiang cavalry, but chose to practice swords in the courtyard.

His top priority now is to improve his martial arts as much as possible, in order to have the strength to protect himself in the winter hunting competition, so as not to hold back others.

As for the group of Qiang cavalry...

During the day, they practiced military formations on the battlefield, mastered martial arts, and spent the night with the banknotes looted from the Red Sword Escort Bureau. They had special personnel to take care of their daily food and clothing expenses, so they didn't have to worry about it.

But Jiang Qingyu heard that "Flying Wolf" Dorji ruled the army strictly, and the soldiers under his command rarely went to the brothel to smell the fragrance and get drunk.

So I am afraid that this stack of bank notes will not fall into my hands in the end.

……

Ziyan Courtyard.

It snowed all night last night.

The two servant girls cleared part of the snow after getting up early, but they still couldn't change the severe cold in the yard.

The eldest maid, Lichun, was holding a purple jade stove.

The little girl Xiaoman wore two big cloaks.

One is your own, and the other is your son's.

Even the dozens of koi in the fish pond were frozen to the bottom of the water, no matter how Lichun lured them with fish food, they refused to come out of the water.

Swish, swish——

However, on the other side, Jiang Qingyu, a sick man who was rumored to be weak by the outside world, uncharacteristically took off his cloak and wore only a white robe, and danced his sword in the yard.

His posture is standard.

Swinging, stabbing, chopping, and chopping are all tangible and intentional.

It doesn't look like a parody.

"Young master, take a break."

"You've been practicing all afternoon!"

The girl Xiaoman was sitting in front of the house, holding a blue book in her hand, and a half-eaten candied haws in her mouth.

Similar words, she would shout once every once in a while.

And every time he shouted, it happened to be the moment when Jiang Qingyu finished practicing a set of sword skills.

"Counting this set of "Sword of Plum Blossom" at the sixth grade of Houtian, the young master has practiced eight different sword techniques."

The little girl thought to herself:

"The cultivation level of martial arts is only the first grade of Houtian, but he can learn eight kinds of swordsmanship at the same time, and even one or two of them have begun to take shape!"

"It surprised me that……"

"My lord is actually a genius at practicing swords?"

"It's almost catching up with me!"

Recalling that when I first learned how to assassinate, I only learned 37 kinds of martial arts in the Houtian first-rank realm, and it was only "slightly better" than the young master.

Not worth mentioning.

The little girl smiled and took a bite of the crunchy candied haws.

"This time the winter hunting competition, the young master has made it clear that I will not bring sister Lichun and me."

"But as a heroine, how can she be absent from such an important occasion?"

The little girl turned another page of the blue book on her lap:
"Hunting, hunting..."

"According to what is written in the book, there are many kinds of situations!"

"The young master was ambushed by the assassin while hunting, and at the same time I appeared to block the fatal blow for him, fell into his arms with a smile, and was then taken back to the mansion by the young master to recuperate. The two fell in love with each other for a long time..."

"This won't work, I'm afraid of pain."

"Next!"

"Young master fought the enemy bravely on the battlefield, but unfortunately he was defeated in the end. He was shot by arrows and rolled off the cliff. I picked him up by the river and took him home to take care of him..."

"This doesn't work either. With the young master's body, he will definitely not be able to survive after falling off the cliff after being hit by several arrows."

"Next!"

"Young master has captured an enemy princess..."

"what?"

"This looks like fun!"

The little girl blinked playfully, her heart pounding.

Sudden--

"Hey, who hit me?"

Xiaoman hugged her head, and at the same time she looked up and saw a handsome face that was sweating.

"Sir?"

She hastily closed the book:
"My lord, have you finished practicing the sword?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded slightly.

He was focused on practicing, but he couldn't guess the many twists and turns in the heart of the Huaichun girl.

"Stop reading fictional novels, you will be spoiled by what's in the book!"

"Oh."

The little girl stuck out her tongue, not daring to refute, but just took off a big cloak from her body and lifted it above her head:
"Master, it's cold, clothes!"

Jiang Qingyu didn't refuse, and after putting on her cloak, she walked to the side of the fish pond, and stood side by side with the eldest maid, Lichun.

Today's Lichun wore a thick red jacket and a white velvet hat, but he still couldn't stand the severe cold, so he could only cling tightly to the purple jade stove that belonged to Jiang Qingyu.

She leaned down slightly, grabbed the fish food with the other hand, and placed it above the water surface, making a sound of "啦, 哉", trying to attract the koi to compete for food.

But no matter how much she shouted and her throat hurt, not a single koi jumped to the surface of the water.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Qingyu couldn't help laughing and asked:
"Why don't you just throw the fish food down?"

Li Chun frowned slightly.

"something……"

"You have to fight on your own merits."

She looked at Jiang Qingyu and said sadly:

"My lord, do you think a koi raised in a pond can have a chance to change its own destiny in this lifetime?"

Before Jiang Qingyu could answer, she said to herself again:

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the East Palace of the capital raised a pond of dragon carp in his mansion, and ordered someone to build a white stone gate three feet high in the center of the pond."

"Whenever guests come, he will take them up to the White Stone Gate, holding a bowl of top-quality fish food, and then he will see hundreds of dragon carps rushing towards the gate desperately. It's spectacular!"

"There are even more rumors that if a dragon carp leaps three feet and eats the fish food in his hand, it can transform into a dragon."

Jiang Qingyu smiled:
"Which dragon carp can leap three feet high?"

"What Jing Yuan showed the guests was not fishes that can transform into dragons by jumping over the dragon gate, but dragon carps that are worth a lot of money crawling at their feet, smashing their heads and bleeding for a little bit of food in their hands, and even turning into dragons. Mushed meat."

"Our Prince Chu's Highness is a very ruthless character, this is taking the opportunity to beat the guests!"

After hearing this, Lichun seemed to have a broken dream, feeling depressed:

"It turns out that Yu Leaping over the Dragon Gate is a lie..."

"But I always think that the moment those dragon carps jumped up, they knew they were going to die, and most of them were willing to die, right?"

"I really want to see it with my own eyes."

Jiang Qingyu smiled and said:
"The Jubei Palace sits in the land of the three northern states and has 15 soldiers. The royal family has always relied heavily on it and is also very afraid."

"If I am lucky enough to win the first place in the Winter Hunting Competition and become the heir of the royal family, according to the rules, I have to go to the capital to be enshrined. At that time, the next emperor of Chu, the current Crown Prince, will definitely invite me to visit Baishimen together. This is to test the loyalty of the Prince of the North."

"Sister, if you really want to see the wonderful scene, then I will take you to Beijing together."

Lichun smiled:
"If you bring me with you, what will the crown prince ask you to do at Baishimen to show your loyalty?"

Jiang Qingyu slapped her head and said helplessly:
"It's really difficult."

"My sister also understands my personality, and never makes a loss-making business."

"or……"

"I sat down with Jing Yuan to have a cup of tea and talk, and ask him to consider exchanging the princess for his sister?"

When Li Chun heard this, he immediately became angry:
"Hmph! I guessed it a long time ago. When the young master was 15 years old, he missed the girl from Jiangnan Liu's family!"

"Even if she marries into the East Palace and becomes a princess, you still refuse to give up!"

Jiang Qingyu looked wronged:
"At that time, I was just curious about the appearance of the future crown princess, so I took a second look at Liu Mengru's portrait. It's just such a small thing, why have you remembered it for so many years?"

Li Chun snorted coldly and ignored his son.

She just leaned down, threw the fish food in her hand into the pool bit by bit, and said softly:
"Little koi, little koi..."

"You must not give up on yourself!"

(End of this chapter)