The farm life of the group pet Xiaoqi

Chapter 84

He also has two or three good friends from aristocratic families, one is Sang Li, the second prince of Prince Qing's Mansion, and the other is Chi Rui, the eldest son of Lord Taiwei.

The two took good care of him, often collected some interesting things to tell him, and they were very defensive, not allowing others to look at him with strange eyes.

They studied together in the most famous "Bailu Academy" in Beijing.

But his yearly absence was more than half of the time he spent studying. For this reason, his grandfather invited several wives alone at home.

The reason why his grandfather still let him go to the academy is to let him have more contact with peers and make friends, so that his mood and vision will be different.

"Master, take a break, reading too long is not good for your eyes."

The nanny's words interrupted Wen Gu's thoughts, but when he thought of the two friends who said they would come to see him when Ji Xia was on vacation, Wen Gu's eyes finally showed some fluctuation.

"Nurse helped me up and stood up, my body hurts from lying down." Wen Gu put the book in his hand on the bedside.

The nanny quickly helped the little master to sit up, moved her legs off the edge of the bed, and helped the little master put on the boots.

He took down the master's robe from Mu Shi, that is, the clothes rack, and helped the master to dress neatly.

Supporting Wen Gu to walk back and forth in the room, after walking a few times, he seemed to feel his strength returned, so Wen Gu let go of the nanny's hand, and walked slowly by himself.

After walking for a while, he stopped and sat on the wooden bench outside to take a rest.

Just when he was about to get up again, Butler Xi happened to walk in with a bowl of medicine and a plate of candied fruit.

"Oh, why are you getting up, master? You have to rest well."

Butler Xi hurriedly placed the wooden plate in his hand on the table carefully, and looked at the little master with disapproval on his face.

Wen Gu smiled lightly, "Butler Xi is fine, I feel much better, and the medicine will be healed so soon." Wen Gu shifted his gaze to the medicine bowl filled with pitch-black potion.

He frowned slightly, after drinking the medicine for so many years, Wen Gu felt that he still couldn't get used to it, these herbs were really too bitter.

"Master, the temperature of the medicine is just right, drink it while it's hot, it will be more bitter when it's cold." Butler Xi said as he picked up the medicine again and handed it to Wen Gu.

Wen Gu looked like a teenager only when he was drinking the medicine, and the expression on his face was also richer. Butler Xi looked at him encouragingly.

Looking at the medicine in his hand, he must not drink it. He pursed his lips and Wen Gu frowned, picked up the medicine bowl and swallowed it all in one go.

Seeing this, the butler hurriedly handed the candied fruit on the plate to the master, and with the candied fruit in his mouth, he suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit.

"Master, take good medicine, go to bed and rest. Doctor Du said you should not move around too much now." Butler Xi said cautiously, for fear of hurting the little master's self-esteem.

Wen Gu knew that Butler Xi had good intentions, so he didn't say anything, stood up and walked towards the inner room.

With the help of the housekeeper, Wen Gu lay on the bed again, covered with a thin quilt, his eyes were calm, without any fluctuation, he picked up the book beside the bed and flipped through it.

Seeing his master's lifeless appearance, Steward Xi suddenly felt sour.

He had watched the little master grow up since he was a child. He never married in his life, and he regarded the little master as his relative from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing this, Steward Xi was very distressed, so he said with relief: "Master, we will go out after you recover from your illness. There is a large forest in the back mountain. I see a lot of pheasants in it. Where are the hares? When the time comes, the old slave will accompany the master to the back mountain, maybe the master can still hunt a few pheasants?"

Hearing Butler Xi said that he would accompany him to the back mountain when he recovered from his illness, the expression on Wen Gu's face finally changed, and he asked hesitantly:
"Are there really pheasants and hares in the back mountain?"

"Yes, I went around here a few days ago, and I found a lot of pheasants and hares in the woods behind the mountain." Seeing that the master's interest was brought up, Steward Xi said quickly.

"Then do as the butler says." Wen Gu looked at the book in his hand and said casually.

"Okay, master is recovering well these few days." Butler Xi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the young master finally looked a little angry.

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Sunset west of the mountains, colorful clouds in the sky.

Qiu Jing slowly opened his long and narrow eyes, bloodshot eyes, the roof of a house came into view, where is this?How could he be in the house.

Qiu Jing had a momentary fragment, shook his head vigorously a few times, and the memory slowly recovered.

From being rescued down the mountain to when he came to the village down the mountain and knocked on the door of a house, he couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

Struggling to sit up, he almost fell back without holding on. This action pulled the wound on his body, and the pain magnified a lot in an instant.

From the heat on his body, he knew that he had a fever. People who practice martial arts usually know some medical principles, and medical common sense let him know that it was caused by the wound on his body.

After sitting up, he noticed that the tunic and brocade trousers on his body had been taken off, and he was lying on the bed with only an inner shirt on, and the wounds on his body had been bandaged, even the wound on the tiger's mouth on his right hand was covered. good.

This family is so kind-hearted that they are willing to ask a doctor for him who has never been masked.

Feeling much more comfortable after sitting for a while, Qiu Jing carefully picked up the clothes on the other side of the bed and put them on.
After dressing neatly, he found that his sword, money bag and other valuables were placed under the clothes.

He just put the money bag in his arms, thinking that when he went out later, he would return the doctor's money to the owner.

Most importantly, he wanted to ask where the village head lived?Now that he has the idea of ​​settling down again, he needs to have a house of his own, and all of these have to be approved by the village chief.

Enduring the pain, Qiu Jing walked out of the room slowly, and almost bumped into a man who looked relatively young.

On the side of his subconscious body, the two did not collide, but because of his sudden force, the wound on his body seemed to hurt more than before.

"Ah, you woke up, it's all my fault for being too reckless, are you okay?"

Qiu Jing watched the man look at him nervously, subconsciously looking at the wound on his body.

"I'm fine, this big brother doesn't have to worry." Qiu Jing twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, but the smile didn't come out in the end, and the twitching of the corners of his mouth seemed more like a cramp.

He has never laughed in the past two years, and he no longer remembers what it feels like to laugh.

This man is Lu Qinghai, and he smiled embarrassedly, "That's good, by the way, I'm here to see if you're awake, dinner has been prepared at home, and since you're awake, I'll help you stop it, you're seriously injured Or don't move?"

Hearing that there was food, Qiu Jing felt that his stomach was already rumbling, he was really hungry, he hadn't eaten for a day, otherwise he wouldn't have passed out.

"That's it, thank you, big brother!" Qiu Jing clasped his fists expressionlessly.

Lu Qinghai quickly returned the gift.

The etiquette was quite thoughtful, but Lu Qinghai couldn't help muttering in his heart with a cold face all the time, this person is really weird.

Looking at the seriously injured young man, he couldn't bear it in the end, "I'll help you go back to the house first." As he spoke, he raised Qiu Jing's other arm which was slightly injured.

Sitting Qiu Jingfu next to the desk where his son was reading and practicing calligraphy, "You sit here first, and I'll help you with the meal." Then he turned and left.

After a while, Qing Hai came in together with his father, carrying a bowl of millet porridge, two pieces of noodle pancakes, a portion of fried vegetables, and a portion of scrambled eggs.

Qiu Jing supported the table and quickly stood up, stared at Lu Zhongye who came in, and realized that this might be the one who brought him in, then bent down and saluted.

"Thank you uncle for saving me."

"Oh, don't move! Be careful of your injuries." Lu Zhongye said with a worried face as he stepped forward quickly.

"Stop talking, eat first, and let's have a good talk after eating something good."

Lu Zhongye took the food from his son and placed it on his grandson's desk.

"You are weak, drink some millet porridge to warm your stomach first, we people in the village don't have any good things at home, don't be offended."

"It's already very good, thank you uncle." Qiu Jing looked at the bowl of thick millet porridge in front of him, and there seemed to be something extra in his eyes.

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