Xianwu Datang: Start with the rich woman

Chapter 15 It's too bad!
Chen Yanjun was very embarrassed by the beating, and his movements were all practical skills, which were wild and lacked any beauty at all. The impression I gave to Nanny Feng was:
The so-called rebirth is nothing more than that.

However, the detonator became more serious.

He did not hesitate to mobilize the spiritual power of his dantian to increase the speed and strength of his old arms and legs.

His martial artist was full of momentum, and Chen Yanjun was ashamed, his skin was torn, and he rolled and crawled.

However, these are just appearances.

Looking carefully, Chen Yanjun's limbs, internal organs, tendons, qi and blood were not injured at all.

Even though his speed was slower than him, he was able to avoid fatal injuries time and time again, or shed enough strength to seriously injure him.

He even had some kind of illusion: it seems that Mr. Chen is tempering and polishing himself in the battle at the moment, enjoying the battle with the martial artist!
Is this kid really just a mortal?
The detonator couldn't hold back his face, his spiritual pressure gradually increased, he ran away violently, and his fists and kicks became more and more rapid.

However, Chen Yanjun became more and more self-forgetful, looking at the mountain or the mountain, every move seemed to have breath.

[Physical skill +1, progress 92/100 (proficient)! 】

Too much beating, it's time to fight back.

Chen Yanjun saw that Steward Lei was a bit superior, so he intentionally made an opening, and finally delivered the strongest punch.

It hit the detonator's right shoulder firmly.

Bang... No, the punch made no sound.

The detonator's body was like a solitary pine, standing still, as if he had just been scraped.

It's just that the old eyes were slightly swaying, and he stopped the discussion, stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"can."

"The old man has already known the strength of the young master. Madam's efforts have not been in vain. It is a pity that the young master cannot enter the rank... I hope there will be a miracle."

Chen Yanjun glanced at the fist with unsatisfied interest.

How is it a squib?

"My strongest punch has already been delivered, and it was Chen who lost."

But Housekeeper Lei has a humble and open-minded face.

"A mortal, almost tied with the old man, do you still think it's a loss?"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, leaving gracefully.

……

Walking quickly past the back pavilion, turning over into the grass row, Lei Wusheng closed the back door of the pharmacy, and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

Great!
Chen Gongzi's punch just now seemed to be not strong, how could it have such stamina?
Of course, his dantian was fine, but his shoulders didn't have time to relieve the force, and his heart and lungs were shaken...

A small injury is not a big problem, but forcibly holding back the blood for the sake of face will only increase the number of injuries.

Before he had time to heal his wounds, Lei Wusheng quickly wiped away the blood on the corners of his mouth and the ground.

The back door creaked open.

Only then did Nanny Feng follow to the warehouse.

"Master Jianzheng wants to see that kid's practice, so why are you throwing water indiscriminately? No matter how you look at it, Chen Yanjun is like gold and jade, and he doesn't look like he has washed his marrow!"

As she was talking, she suddenly noticed that old man Lei was silent and his complexion was slightly pale.

"what happened to you?"

Lei Wusheng suddenly said in a deep voice:

"Recently, you have a good relationship with Xiaoyue, let her make some words in front of Mr. Chen."

"What?"

"What kind of poisonous mushroom did Mr. Chen eat that day?"

……

In the backyard, under the old locust tree.

Chen Yanjun looked disappointed.

He looked at his Kong Wu's powerful right fist, and then at the old locust tree beside him.

Lei Guanjia was old, and he didn't talk about martial arts, so he took advantage of his unpreparedness and stole a punch.

Even so, it didn't break the defense.

Ninth-rank martial artist is so terrifying!
It seems that he needs to practice more.

Only by practicing physical skills to the full level can one have the power to fight against a ninth-rank martial artist.

"Sir, are you alright?"

Xiao Yue trotted over.

The two round buns on the top of the head are jumping like rabbits, which complement the newly curved breasts.

Seeing that Chen Yanjun's body was covered in wounds and his martial robe was stained with blood, the little maid showed pity and wished she could rush forward and hug her.

Grabbing Chen Yanjun's wrist and about to cry, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Houting, pouted and said:

"Nurse Feng is really disgusting. Every day I want to find a chance to fix the young master, but this time he succeeded, and let the housekeeper use his spiritual power to bully the young master!"

Chen Yanjun smiled and shook his head.

"Xiaoyue, you are wrong. I think Senior Lei is very skilled and upright. He didn't intend to fix me, or he guessed that the younger generation was a piece of rough jade, intending to sharpen me."

Xiaoyue was slightly startled, and stared at Chen Yanjun with her pretty eyes for a long time.

It was the first time she saw the young master with such a bearing.

The former son was handsome, but he was somewhat indecisive and complained about himself...

The young master now has a completely different kind of aura. If he didn't know that he was just a mortal, just looking at his demeanor, he seemed to stand upright and realize the Dao.

"That's right, Xiaoyue is also very happy to see the young master's piece of jade in the rough!"

Saying so, he moved his hands up and down on Chen Yanjun's body to check for injuries and blood stains.

"Young Master is injured and his body is dirty. I will fetch water for you to bathe and then apply medicine..."

Although Xiaoyue is a maidservant, Chen Yanjun feels embarrassed that men and women can't get along with each other.

"Xiao Yue, I can do all these myself."

Xiaoyue suddenly reproached and said:
"Young Master, as a guest in the house, how can it be proper to do such a trivial matter yourself? I don't think the Young Master wants to come by himself, but his wife?"

Chen Yanjun was speechless, this little girl never used her wit on the right path.

"In that case, it's better for Xiaoyue to come."

……

Immediately, the two returned to the room.

Although Xiaoyue has not entered the art, but has also practiced, she is small, but she is strong, and quickly filled the five-foot-wide wooden bucket with water.

The small practice room was filled with mist.

Chen Yanjun sat in the barrel.

There is a thermal insulation symbol attached to the bottom of the bucket, which continuously provides heat to keep the water in the bucket at a constant temperature just right, just like soaking in a hot spring.

On the side, Xiao Yue sat sideways on a small bench.

Without using a cloth towel, Chen Yanjun gently wiped away the blood with gentle hands.

Careful, blushing and heartbeating, but covered by water mist, super thick-skinned.

While wiping, he talked about tomorrow.

"My lord, you know that the son of Zhang Jiancheng's family will come to propose marriage tomorrow, so you won't even have to talk about a matchmaker."

"Although I have the same thoughts as Miss, and I don't want Young Master to take the risk of showing up, I still hope Miss will not succumb to others, and I have to prevent the Zhang family from taking advantage of me."

Chen Yanjun closed his eyes to rest, and suddenly opened them.

"handle?"

Xiao Yue said in detail:
"The son of the Zhang family is only a ninth-rank Confucian scholar, yet weighs three hundred catties, and relying on Eunuch Qiu to support him, he wants to marry a young lady by force, it is really insulting!
"This time seems to be a marriage proposal, but in fact, Eunuch Qiu wants to find an opportunity to overthrow Lord Jianzheng and monopolize the power to manufacture military weapons. In this way, the Shence Army can suppress the more numerous sixteen guards of the outer city and the guards outside the city. Garrison Army."

The marriage proposal also involves the court's political struggle?

Chen Yanjun was a little surprised, a servant girl even knew this kind of inside story.

As for the nine-rank Confucian scholar of three hundred catties...

Chen Yanjun's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly asked Xiaoyue:
"Ma'am, eighth-rank beast master, how about your physical skills?"

Xiao Yue laughed and said:
"Young master, what kind are you talking about... Cough cough, madam's body skills are not bad."

Chen Yanjun nodded, looking at Yu Hui outside the window.

"Tonight, I want to ask my wife for a lesson or two."

(End of this chapter)