Changsheng starts from Tiangang 36

Chapter 45 Princess Yunle Arrives
"Copied three characters today, looking for someone, I got it!"

"Copy two words, ask someone, got it!"

"It's okay, listen to the music, if you don't understand, grab the women!"

"Snatch the girl!"

"Ask the word, grab the girl!"

"Practicing knives in the deep mountains, man, let it go!"

……

This Wu Dazhi can read, but not many, and he is very good at keeping a diary.

Jiang Li closed the knife manual, and felt that he had slashed too fast that day, and it would not be too much for this kind of scum to be hacked into pieces.

Fortunately, Wu Dazhi is not very literate, and he thinks he is smart.

The characters of the previous dynasty are roughly the same as those of the current dynasty, but the meanings are quite different.

Wu Dazhi got the knife manual, but he couldn't understand all the characters on it, so he couldn't practice, and he was afraid that others would steal it, so he took the words from the sword manual and asked people for advice.

Putting things together, I also spelled out a knife manual.

But the accuracy is a hundred and eight thousand miles away.

But even so, Wu Dazhi made some mistakes, but he has also practiced quite a strong sword technique.

And the real eight moves of Jue Dao are even worse than that.

After Jiang Li wrote down the three moves of Jue Dao, he gave the sword manual to Jiang Xuanxin. After reading it, the latter also heaved a long sigh.

Fortunately, Wu Dazhi practiced the wrong sword technique, otherwise, even if Jiang Li was twice as strong that day on the snow mountain, he would have to sleep with hatred.

For the next few days, Jiang Li devoted himself to practicing in Lanhong Pavilion.

Practicing qi in the morning, practicing boxing and knives in the morning, jumping into the Hunyuan Baoding in the afternoon, so as to strengthen the body and strengthen the body.

In the evening, Zechu taught Chuchu how to swim and play, and the days passed quickly.

On the morning of the last day of the lunar calendar in the 31st year of Qianyuan, Jiang Li tempered the first ray of true energy in his body, and officially stepped into the four realms of Qimai forging Qi, becoming a real Qimai cultivator.

"Young Master Li is here, I am the servant girl in Da Furen's courtyard!"

It was just dawn on this day, and four young women in white fox fur jackets and colorful dresses came outside Lanhong Pavilion.

Seeing this, the two maids waiting outside the door quickly spread the news to the Sanjin courtyard, and with Jiang Li's consent, they led Siyun and others into the Lanhong Pavilion.

"Young Master Li, Princess Yun Le's sedan chair will arrive at noon. The Da Furen asked me to inform you and Young Master Xuan Xin to wait in front of the Hou Mansion in advance!"

Siyun and the other four maidservants put their legs together and bowed their knees, bowing their heads slightly in salute, with a respectful look, completely different from the haughty attitude they had a few days ago.

"Got it, I'll be there on time!"

Jiang Li was refining Qi in the courtyard, he nodded, and let Ruyun and other maidservants leave on their own.

In the past years, whenever there were festivals or visits by important guests, the eldest lady would also inform him to join them, but it was definitely not as polite and solemn as this time.

He even sent him a newly cut crane cloak.

Looking at the crane cloak on the tray, Jiang Li knew that it wasn't that the lady started to pay attention to him, but that it was for outsiders to see.

The eldest wife, He Lou, claimed that her family inherited Zhongding, was virtuous and virtuous, and Princess Yunle's visit to Zhenwuhou's Mansion this time was not only related to Jiang Li, but also accompanied by many royal family members.

The eldest lady naturally wants to save face.

"Chuchu, you wait in the courtyard for my return!"

Jiang Li went back to the room to wash up briefly, put on the crane cloak fur that the Da Furen sent, and walked towards the gate of the Marquis Mansion together with Jiang Xuanxin.

When the two came to the door, almost all the people in the Hou Mansion had already arrived.

The three-bedroom wife, the six concubines, their sons and daughters, and the prominent housekeepers, stewards, nuns, and maidservants in the Hou's mansion also arrived.

They stood in an orderly manner according to their respective identities, with solemn and solemn expressions. More than 1000 people gathered in one place, but there was no sound.

On the road outside the gate, clean water is splashed on the street, the road is paved with loess, sandalwood is curled up on the incense table, and white smoke is lingering.

Jiang Li and Jiang Xuanxin walked to their positions and stood up.

Jiang Shirong has many children. In addition to his sons and daughters who are officials, study abroad, and married, there are 19 people who still live in the Houfu.

Both Jiang Li and Jiang Xuanxin were the sons of concubines, so they stood at the end, and in front were the heirs of the two common wives.

Sensing Jiang Li's appearance, a cold, hateful and provocative gaze shot at him in the queue ahead, but it was Jiang Xuanyao who was standing with difficulty on crutches.

Jiang Li didn't respond to Jiang Xuanyao's provocation, but just looked forward.

Dressed in a purple official robe, Jiang Shirong of Zhenwuhou's Mansion stood like a mountain, without anger and prestige, with an imposing manner that was unfathomable, inviolable, and extremely domineering.

Behind Jiang Shirong, stood a young man who was refined, deep and imposing.

His appearance and outline are [-]% similar to Jiang Shirong, if not for his thinner body, he would almost be the Marquis of Zhenwu when he was young.

Jiang Li recognized this person, he was the eldest wife's youngest son, Jiang Xuanlin.

This person practiced Confucianism since he was a child, was erudite and knowledgeable, and was full of economics. From the age of three, Jiang Shirong paid a lot of money to hire famous Confucian masters to teach and train him carefully.

And Jiang Xuanlin lived up to expectations. After 15 years of hard work, he finally passed the provincial examination a year ago and obtained the honor of Juren. Now he is preparing for the national examination.

However, this person lived in seclusion on weekdays, and his presence in the Hou Mansion was extremely low, far less powerful than Jiang Xuanyao's.

The reason why Jiang Li recognized Jiang Xuanlin was because Jiang Xuanlin was one of the few witnesses who testified on the spot that his mother had stolen the eldest lady's treasure and beautiful jade nine years ago.

Jiang Li looked at Jiang Xuanlin, who was also looking at him, and the two eyes collided in the air.

"Fifteenth brother, stay safe and sound!"

Jiang Xuanlin smiled modestly, and cupped his hands away, looking like a modest gentleman, harmless to humans and animals.

"Brother Fourteen is well!"

Jiang Li also smiled, his expression was calm and natural, as if he had long forgotten the ugly scenes nine years ago.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the intersection of the street, and several female officials in strong attire came galloping on tall horses.

"Princess Yunle's sedan chair has arrived at Xuanwen Lane, and it will arrive at the Hou Mansion in half a stick of incense. Please prepare for the Marquis Zhenwu!" The female officials got off their horses and saluted.

"reward!"

Jiang Shirong gave an order in a flat voice, and his own servants stepped forward to offer gold beads and lead the female officials down to rest.

"Princess Yunle is finally here!"

"This is a character who is faintly equal to the crown prince!"

Everyone in the Hou Mansion was refreshed and looked towards the street with anticipation. Jiang Xuanlin no longer looked at Jiang Li, but stared at the direction Princess Yun Le had come from with bright eyes, and there was a faint sparkle in his eyes.

Not long after, another female official came to report: "Princess Yun Le is here."

At the end of the street, a mighty procession appeared, with eighty female officials on white horses walking in the front.

They are gorgeously dressed, with gauze around their heads, the decorations on their hairpins are all the best East China Sea pearls, their outer robes are red leather jackets trimmed with gold, with horizontal knives hanging from their waists, and bows and arrows hanging from their saddles. They ride horses and walk side by side. .

Then there are Titian, the eunuch holding the umbrella, and the court lady, all of whom are well-mannered and majestic.

"Princess Yunle's sedan chair is here!"

I don't know who couldn't help but let out a low cry, Jiang Li heard the reputation, and saw an eight-carried sedan chair inlaid with gold and wrapped in copper, with a vermilion roof and pearl curtains appearing at the corner of the street.

The eight Qilin guards with deep breaths and lightning eyes carried the sedan chair with steady steps, and even if the porcelain bowl filled with water was placed on the top of the sedan chair, there would not be a drop of water.

"Congratulations to Princess Yunle!"

Except for Jiang Shirong, everyone in the Hou Mansion bent down and knelt down to welcome the arrival of the first princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty who was most favored by Emperor Jing.

(End of this chapter)