Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 17 Ninth Young Master Jiang Xuanyao!

"This bottle gourd wine is really extraordinary. It can speed up the improvement of the physical realm. However, the quantity is limited. It can consume me for five or six days at most. It's best to find a way to buy more!"

When Jiang Li walked back into the house with the wine gourd, Chu Chu had already prepared warm water for washing and went to warm Jiang Li's bed.

The house is simple and shabby, and the master and servant don't even have a bathtub.

Jiang Li stood in the outside room, took off his clothes, scooped up warm water with a wooden spoon and simply washed his body.

When he changed his clothes and walked into the room, he saw that the little maid who was warming his bed was lying on the bed and fell asleep at the moment, half of her tender cheeks were covered by scattered black hair, and there was a kind of pure charm.

"This little girl just learned how to drink from me in the restaurant, and now the alcohol must have played a role!"

Jiang Li was amused, he went to the bed and covered Chu Chu with a quilt, then sat at the end of the bed, took out the "Heng Lie" sword manual and read it.

The "Heng Lie" sword technique is also the basic sword posture that the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty must practice. , very suitable for beginners without martial arts foundation.

Jiang Li didn't have a knife, so he could only hold it with his hands, imitating the posture of Heng Lie's knife, a weak and boneless little foot slipped into his hand, but it was the heat of Chuchu who was sleeping soundly beside him, Only a little foot kicked out of the quilt.

Chuchu's feet are small, white, tender and delicate, exquisite and lovely.

Jiang Li can hold it completely with one big hand, and it is also soft and boneless, soft and soft, which makes his heart flutter, and he is actually a little distracted.

"Well"

Chu Chu snorted softly in her sleep, and stretched out her other little foot.

Jiang Li was afraid that she would catch a cold, and he couldn't bear to wake up, so he held it in one hand and continued to read the knife manual in his hand.

For some reason, although Jiang Li's comprehension of sword manuals was not slow, he was not in the miraculous state he was in Yumen Restaurant at all.

"Where did the evildoer come from, how dare you spy on night tours in Zhenwuhou's mansion!"

"The Yin God is going over there!"

"It's injured, it must not run far!"

Jiang Li flipped through the knife manual for a while, feeling a little tired, and was about to go to bed, when suddenly there was a loud noise outside.

He gently put down his first feet, walked out of the house, and saw the flames behind the houses in front of him, and the clashing sounds of weapons and armor were intense and dense, as if many guards of the Hou's mansion were running wildly.

After a while, the sound gradually faded away.

"Isn't Shengjing very peaceful recently? Why do Yin Gods always appear!"

Jiang Li shook his head, turned around and went back into the house.

The assassin came, and the guards in the Hou's mansion chased and arrested him. He was weak and could not help.

In the hut, Chu Chu slept soundly on the bed, her petite body curled up, occupying only a small place.

Jiang Li undressed and lay down beside Chu Chu.

The quilt is warm, and there is a girl's unique body fragrance, which makes people feel at ease.

As if sensing Jiang Li's body temperature, Chu Chu turned around and snuggled up to Jiang Li's side naturally, her white lotus-like arm rested gently on Jiang Li's chest, breathing evenly, and the orchid breath blew on Jiang Li's side. From the chest, slightly cool and restless.

In his memory, Jiang Li had slept with Chu Chu since he was a child, and it was only a few years ago that they grew up that they slept in separate rooms.

Feeling the girl's gentle body temperature, Jiang Li couldn't help feeling hot, but he quickly calmed down.

He was deeply trapped in the Marquis Mansion. Although he was sixteen years old, the door of wisdom was closed, he was unable to practice Confucianism, and his potential was greatly reduced. After the eldest wife He Loushi moved him to a lowly status, he also relaxed the restrictions on him, but this did not mean that It means he is really safe.

As long as he didn't leave the Hou Mansion for a day, his life would never be in his hands.

Moreover, he didn't know anything about the Qianjunbo's mansion that he was about to marry, so now was not the time to think about these things.

"Strength, everything is strength!"

Jiang Li took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and soon fell asleep.

The night passed quietly.

"Jiang Li, come out, the Ninth Young Master wants to see you!"

In the early morning of the next day, Jiang Li was sleeping soundly, but a menacing voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

After a while, it seemed that there was no echo in the courtyard, and he knocked hard again.

"Jiang Xuanyao? What is he doing seeing me so early!"

Jiang Li was awakened by the sound, and his brows were slightly frowned, feeling somewhat displeased.

Chu Chu, who was snuggled up beside him, was also soundly asleep, with a quiet face and a sweet smile on his lips, who had dreamed of something good.

A voice outside the door suddenly sounded, and the little girl was taken aback by surprise. She woke up from her dream, her delicate body trembling.

"My lord, what's the matter!" Chu Chu was startled ignorantly, breathing unevenly.

"It's Jiang Xuanyao's maid, you can sleep peacefully, I'll go and have a look!"

Jiang Li sat up from the warm bed tent, dressed unhurriedly, put on a snow deer leather jacket, opened the door and walked out of the hut.

In the early morning of winter, the cold wind was biting, and Jiang Li couldn't help tightening his leather jacket.

The sound of kicking the door hard and scolding outside the door continued: "Jiang Li, are you deaf? Young Master Jiu wants to see you, what are you dawdling about!"

Jiang Li opened the courtyard door, and saw a pretty girl in a red dress and an ermine jacket standing outside the door with a displeased expression on her face.

At the age of sixteen or seventeen, her complexion is fair and tender, and she is quite beautiful. Although she has not fully grown, she has a graceful figure and a three-pointed coquettishness that does not belong to this age.

Jiang Li didn't often come into contact with people in the mansion, but he also recognized this woman as Luhen, the eldest maid in Jiang Xuanyao's room, the ninth son of Jiang Shirong. Relying on her favor, she cocked her head in front of the servants in the mansion, acting like a half-master.

"Jiang Li, have you fallen asleep? Why didn't you answer when I knocked on the door!" Lu Hen pinched her waist with both hands, standing in the snow and shouted loudly, as if she was the master and Jiang Li was the slave.

"What does Jiang Xuanyao want me to do?"

Jiang Li frowned, but did not attack.

Although he is a concubine of the Hou family, under the suppression of the eldest lady, his status and treatment are indeed not as good as that of a favored slave.

In his previous life, he had always been an attitude that everyone could bully.

"You'll know when you go to see Mr. Jiu, why ask so many questions!"

Luhen's tone was not kind, at this time Chuchu heard the noise and came out of the room with sleepy eyes. When Luhen saw Chuchu, his face became a little colder in an instant, his lips parted slightly, and he said something in a low voice.

Although Jiang Li didn't hear it, but seeing the shape of Luhen's mouth and demeanor, it was by no means a good word.

"Lu Hen, Master Ninth wants to see me, you lead the way!" Jiang Li said lightly, his eyes flickering.

"Then you follow!"

It was only then that Luhen remembered the purpose of coming here, twisted the waist of the water snake, and walked towards Jiang Xuanyao's courtyard.

Jiang Li walked behind silently, and after a while, he came to a three-entry house, which was dozens of times larger in area than Jiang Li's small courtyard.

Once entering the courtyard, it was the residence of Jiang Xuanyao's six personal guards.

The second entrance courtyard is the living place of rough-working maids.

Jiang Xuanyao lived in the innermost courtyard with four bed warming maids.

Zhenwuhou Jiang Shirong had one official wife, two equal wives, and six concubines.

Jiang Xuanyao is the son of his wife Ping.

Among Jiang Shirong's 31 children, Jiang Xuanyao is not considered favored.

But his mother's second wife, Ning's, is the daughter of a prominent family, and she is also the imperial court's appointed wife, enjoying the imperial salary, and her status in the Hou's Mansion is second only to the eldest wife, He Lou's.

Therefore, Jiang Xuanyao's status among brothers and sisters is not low.

Especially when Jiang Shirong's sons and concubines became adults, they all served as officials and generals outside. Jiang Xuanyao, who stayed in the mansion, had the air of No. 1 in the second generation of the Hou Mansion.

Jiang Li followed Lu Hen into the third courtyard, and saw a shirtless young man practicing boxing fiercely in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)