Chapter 42

PS: Well, I didn’t expect it to be put on the shelves today. This was owed yesterday, so naturally it will be placed in the public chapter. There will be a public chapter updated in the afternoon.The VIP update will be released in the evening. Dear friends, please continue to support Yaoyao and place your first order!
-----------------------------
Zhiruo walked out of the door, and Ruchun who was guarding the door held a small bundle and whispered softly: "Girl, Axiang pried open the flat wooden box. As the girl said, there was a large stack of banknotes and two books inside. There is a letter.”

Zhiruo nodded: "You put it away, let's go see Ze'er and the others first."

"Well, don't worry, girl. Mother Fang said that the second girl's fever has subsided, and the third girl is no longer crying. The eldest young master and the second young master are currently reading a book and the other is practicing martial arts." Ruchun responded. The young master and the girl have really suffered, especially the third girl at a young age. She has always been loved by her parents, aunts, and brothers and sisters like treasures. How can she bear this series of shock and suffering?Can you stop having nightmares and crying?These slaves felt distressed when they looked at it.

When they arrived at the small courtyard where the Zhiruo siblings lived, 11-year-old Minghui was practicing martial arts wearing only a jacket, and he was already sweating in the cold weather.Mother Yu Qianbo's eldest daughter-in-law, Fang's mother, was standing there mumbling anxiously with a large cotton towel and a long cotton robe in her hands. It looked like she had been trying to persuade her for a long time.

Where are you practicing martial arts here?You're obviously venting, right?Zhiruo sighed: "Hui'er, father is watching from the sky. He just left, did you throw all his words out of the sky?"

Zhiruo's voice was flat and not raised, but it made Minghui, who seemed crazy at first, startled for a moment, and the movements of his hands and feet stopped.

Zhiruo took the big cotton towel from Fang's mother and walked over to help Minghui wipe the sweat from his head and face. Fang's mother quickly took advantage of the situation and put a cotton robe on him.

Zhiruo continued to whisper slowly while wiping: "My father once said that you can't become a big fat man by eating one bite. Everything must be done step by step. Don't think of accomplishing it overnight. This is especially true for martial arts. It is easy to become obsessed with impatience. Father also said , although you have good bones and a talent for martial arts, you are impatient, which is a big taboo..."

"Sister, father will not rebel, right? Father, he has been framed, right?" Minghui hugged Zhiruo and finally burst into tears. This was the first time since his father, mother, and aunt's accident. cry.My father said that a man does not shed tears when he bleeds.His father was a general who served his country loyally and was a great hero in his mind.

Not far away, Mingze stood at the door of the house with a policy book in his hand, his face covered with silent tears.

He had been locked in the room with this book for a long time, but he didn't read a word of it. He heard Fang's mother's voice outside advising his brother Minghui to rest, and he also knew that Minghui didn't listen.But he still sat there motionless.

He knew that it would be useless if he went out, and he didn't know how to persuade him. If he learned martial arts, he would have to keep practicing like Minghui. It would be like his father was still around to guide him, and his father was still there...

Unfortunately, he had been in poor health since childhood. The imperial doctor said that he had a weak heart and was not suitable for martial arts training.From the time he was sensible, he remembered that he had been drinking medicine and taking medicated food to regulate his body. It was only in the past few years that he practiced Wu Qin Xi and was able to run and jump like a normal person, but he still couldn't do martial arts.Haha, my younger brother can also use martial arts to vent his anger and remember his father, but he is not even qualified for this.

He was startled when he heard Minghui crying, and then he quickly opened the door and came out, just in time to hear what his sister said.

Zhiruo patted Minghui's back gently: "Of course my father will not rebel, and the eldest sister also believes that my father was framed. But what should we do? We went to the street and shouted that our father was framed, and we wanted to To take revenge, tell the person who framed my father to get out? Take a step back and say, that person is out, Minghui, can you kill him?"

Mingze's ink-black eyes dimmed.

Minghui was also stunned, gritted his teeth and said: "Sister, I want to learn martial arts from an expert and avenge my father."

Zhiruo nodded: "Sister, I don't object to you learning martial arts, but the first thing you have to learn is not strong martial arts, but a calm temper. Otherwise, you haven't done anything, and you don't even know where the enemy is, and you will be sent away. Life is at stake. For example, like now, you know that you are sick, but you still torment yourself in the name of martial arts training. Maybe you will say that you are not afraid of death, but where is the eldest sister, where is the eldest brother, and where are the two younger sisters? Don't you care whether we will be sad or not? Hui'er, revenge does not necessarily require strong martial arts. On the contrary, no matter how strong a person is in martial arts, he may not even be able to save his own life, let alone take revenge, if he doesn't use his brain."

As early as Mingze opened the door and rushed out, Zhiruo, who was leaning sideways, noticed it. Just in time, the two of them should teach together.In fact, my two younger brothers are both very good. Mingze has a stable temperament, a delicate mind, and a good mind that can never forget what he has seen and draw inferences from one instance to another.And Minghui is not only a good material for martial arts training, but also has a natural appeal. He has been a child since he was five or six years old.When the children of military generals are together, the most common game they play is war. He always pretends to be a marshal and leads a group of children to cause a lot of noise in the back garden (there are no chickens or ducks in the back gardens of wealthy families). , magpies, parrots and the like), even children two or three years older than him will obey his instructions.

However, Mingze was in poor health. As the eldest son of General Zhenbei, he often felt guilty and inferior, so he was inevitably a bit sensitive.Minghui, on the other hand, is impatient and impulsive. If his temper is not corrected, he will easily become cannon fodder.

Minghui was also a smart child. He went through what happened in the past few days in his head, and carefully chewed on his eldest sister's words and his father's previous instructions to him. That's not the case anymore. I'm going to take a hot bath now, and then go see the second sister and the third sister." Both sisters are still lying in bed sick. He just vents himself and hasn't gone to see his sister today.

Mother Fang on the side said happily: "Hey, hey, the hot water has been boiled a long time ago. The second young master quickly went to wash up. He is sweating all over his body, but don't let the wind blow again." The eldest sister is like a mother, and the eldest girl knows how to persuade. She has been mumbling about the two young masters for a long time. One is locked in the room and cannot come out, and the other is punching and kicking like crazy and cannot stop.

Fang's mother took Minghui to the bathroom, while Mingze followed Zhiruo with a thoughtful look on his face. He walked for several steps, and when he was almost at Zhihui and Zhixuan's room, he asked expectantly: "Sister , Can you really avenge your father if you don't know martial arts? Does sister mean to take the imperial examination and be admitted to the cabinet? But we can't take the scientific examination now." The brilliance that had just ignited on Mingze's face dimmed in an instant.Joining the cabinet may really have a chance to unearth old cases and vindicate his father, but..., he can't do anything after all!He is truly worthy of being his father’s eldest son!

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like