Ghosts are not evil

Not to be outdone, Song Qinghuang looked at his attire and asked him another question: "How long have you been practicing martial arts?"

Zhu Qingchi withdrew his hand and glanced at the soft armguard on the table, and replied: "It's been more than a year, how about you, have you ever practiced martial arts?"

Song Qinghuang shook her head and said, "I haven't, I have asked for an order to choose a teacher. I don't know who the master is?"

Zhu Qingchi didn't quite understand the master's origin, he only knew that he was from Liang Guo, and his father said it was inconvenient to publicize this matter, so he never mentioned it to others.

Zhu Qingchi and Jiang Xu met once when they were children, Jiang Xu felt that the child was a good match for him, so he said he wanted to take him as his apprentice, Zhu Yuncheng was also overjoyed, saying it was his blessing.

Therefore, Zhu Qingchi only replied: "It used to be a guest of Ji's father's brother-in-law's house. His name was Jiang Xu. He was from Jianghu. He didn't know his father without fighting. Later, he was introduced as a confidant."

Song Qinghuang didn't delve into it, and said: "My father-in-law may not allow me to practice martial arts. If not, I will steal my teacher."

Zhu Qingchi laughed and said, "Come here if you're not afraid of suffering."

Bian Huigong was 17 years old.

Shen Wuyu has a concubine sister named Shen Wuyou, the sisters are very affectionate, Shen Wuyou met Li Yanxin, the lawyer in the palace many years ago, and she was willing to marry, but Shen's father refused, Shen Wuyou insisted on following her, the father and daughter broke up, and after several I haven't seen each other for years.

After Li Yanxin died of illness, Shen Wuyou was overwhelmed with grief, and brought Li Jinyun back home when he was seriously ill. Because of heart disease, there was no cure for medicine and stones, so they went together.

Shen Wujiu, Shen Wujiu's direct brother, then changed Li Jinyun's surname to Shen, and brought him back to the Shen Family Ancestral Temple. Since he was five years old, Shen Wujiu handed him over to the Zhufu for upbringing.

When Zhu Qingchi first met Shen Jinyun, Shen Jinyun hid behind Shen Wujiu. He was only five years old at the time, with a particularly fair complexion and a very pleasing appearance. The timid colleagues greeted him: "Hi uncle, hello cousin."

Shen Wujiu has always been serious in speech and manner, disciplines himself and others, but he especially loves his only son Shen Wuxin. Shen Wuxin is not a tolerant master, since Shen Jinyun came home, he was very noisy.

Shen Wujiu pulled Shen Jinyun out from behind, and said to Zhu Yuncheng: "Brother, I'm afraid that he will fail in the future, so he has no worries about burdens, and he will be your child in the future, and he can grow up and improve with Qingchi's upbringing. "

"Brother Shen said it." Zhu Yuncheng looked at the eldest son who was sitting down and said, "Take me to see your mother and arrange a place to live."

Zhu Qingchi was only ten years old, just like his father, he got up and responded respectfully: "Yes, father."

Zhuqing saluted solemnly: "Mother."

Shen Jinyun also imitated his movements and said, "Aunt."

The two greeted each other one after another, and Shen Wuyu smiled and beckoned Shen Jinyun to come over to his side: "Come here, let aunt take a good look."

Seeing that Shen Wuyu seemed much easier to get along with than the two in the front hall, Shen Jinyun obediently stepped forward.

Shen Wuyu took his hand, looked up and down carefully, and said softly: "Years ago in Guining, the servant girl saw that you were bullied by the elder brother of the Shen residence in the backyard, and the elder brother only had one son under his knees, and he doted on her so much. , so I brought you into the mansion. Although your uncle is strict, he will definitely treat you as his own. My son is humble and can tolerate others, so he will take care of you to some extent."

Shen Wuyu's words were from the bottom of her heart, her sister died young, as an older sister, she should help as much as she can.

Shen Jinyun lowered his head and saluted again, a little more sincerely: "Thank you, aunt."

Shen Wuyu patted the back of his hand, looked at Zhu Qingchi: "Okay, go with your brother to see if you like the place."

"This will be your residence from now on." Zhu Qingchi led him to a courtyard and summoned the servant girl in the courtyard.

When Shen Jinyun saw this huge courtyard, it was obviously just tidied up. Although the furnishings were good, it wasn't popular at all, but there were adults around just now, so it wasn't easy to have a fit. This meeting was his chance: "I sleep alone?"

"You sleep alone." Zhu Qingchi responded.

Shen Jinyun grabbed Zhu Qingchi's sleeves, stared at him with a pair of eyes: "I'm afraid of the dark, do you sleep alone too?"

Zhu Qingchi made him feel a little uncomfortable, and reached out to touch his head: "I sleep alone."

Shen Jinyun raised his face and said, "Then I want to sleep with you."

Zhu Qingchi was about Shen Jinyun's age, so he fell asleep by himself. Zhu Yuncheng had always done the discipline himself.

He is different from his concubine sister Zhu Caiqing, and it doesn't hurt to be delicate. He wants to take care of the entire Zhu family. The Shen family already has a son from the first line. It is the mother's intention to bring Shen Jinyun to the Zhu family. If so, we should take more care of him It doesn't matter if you are more spoiled: "It's just a matter of laying out an extra bedding, you can come as you want."

Seeing that this elder brother was easy to talk to, Shen Jinyun became a little unscrupulous. If you want to know a person's status in the mansion in this kind of high-end mansion, you can tell by looking at the servants. Shen Jinyun has suffered a lot, so naturally See why.

Zhu Qingchi had to go back to morning class, so let the servants take care of him for the time being, Shen Jinyun took this opportunity to call all the maidservants in the courtyard to him to question: "Who did the sisters serve in the past?"

Zhen'er, who was the leader, leaned over and saluted, with a smile on her face: "The slave family was serving in front of the eldest son."

Qin'er followed the ceremony: "My slave used to serve in the madam's courtyard."

Zhen'er then said: "Except for me and Sister Qin, the rest are newcomers to the mansion. My lord doesn't like extravagance. There are not many servants in the mansion. I heard that the young master is coming, so I specially bought it."

Shen Jinyun thought to himself, it's no wonder that the two of them dressed differently. Although Qin'er was in the aunt's house, she must not have served her close by. ."

Zhen'er used to serve Zhu Qingchi up close, and Mother Bamboo valued her, so she asked her to bring her qin'er to the Tibetan Qiuyuan to serve her: "Young Master, morning classes are over at noon, and evening classes will be held until three o'clock at Xu o'clock. Turn off the lights at Haishi and get up at three o'clock."

Shen Jinyun frowned when he heard that: "Do I have to go to class in the future?"

Zhen'er couldn't help laughing when she saw it: "Your Excellency is planning to hire another Mr. Meng Xue for the young master."

When it was time to go to bed, Shen Jinyun ran to the Zhuqingchi House as expected, and went over to discuss with him: "Brother, I don't think there is any need to ask for a teacher, just teach me."

"I'll discuss it with my father tomorrow." What my father meant was to hire another teacher for Shen Jinyun. He was enlightened at the age of three, and now that the teacher teaches him, Shen Jinyun may not understand what he means.

Shen Jinyun is now five years old, and it is easy to learn and teach. After two years, he can listen to lectures with him, and it is not a problem to make up for the previous ones.

"...I have no faith, I don't know my fate." Shen Jinyun listened to Zhu Qingchi turning the pages of books and reciting poems in a leisurely tone every day, filling his stomach with ink.

Zhu Qingchi's words and deeds are just like what he said in his mouth: "Leading step by step, looking down at the corridor and temple. Wearing your belt and looking down at the temple."

The Zhufu is obviously a military and horse mansion, but it teaches a gentleman of modesty. The so-called gentleman is like a sword, his momentum is like a rainbow, and he is a good son of the Zhu family.

One day, Zhu Qingchi returned to the room after morning class, and sat in front of the window wiping his sword. Shen Jinyun had just caught a cricket outside, and saw Zhu Qingchi sitting in front of the window, frowning, and put the bamboo cage on the table , stretched out his hand to caress Zhu Qingchi's wrinkled eyebrows like a hill, thinking that he has to go to morning and evening classes every day, and it lasts for several hours. .”

Zhu Qingchi took that little hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and smiled knowingly: "Brother is not tired."

It seemed that it was the first time someone asked him if he was tired, and his father always asked him if he would.

In the 21st year of Bian Huigong, Wuhu generals attacked Bian. Biangong used Daliang to make bamboo Yuncheng, and his son Zhu Qingchi followed.

In the 22nd year of Bian Huigong, the Bian Army quelled the Wuhu Rebellion, and the border was tentatively determined.

The royal city is majestic, mustard grass is green outside the city, horseshoes step on the green mud, and chariots ring golden bells.

Zhu Qingchi got off the chariot, stretched out her hand to lead the boy in the chariot: "Jinyun, we're here."

Shen Jinyun helped him get off the chariot. He had no legs, and it was difficult to walk. The horse was fat, and Zhu Qingchi thoughtfully asked someone to find another pony for Shen Jinyun.

Song Qinghuang saw him coming from a distance on the horse, and bowed her hands: "Young master, are you here all right?" I heard that he was appointed as a doctor with military merit, but at the age of 15, he really has a bright future.

Zhu Qingchi turned around and bowed slightly: "Lao Wangji misses you."

Shen Jinyun returned the gift with others, Zhu Qingchi waved his hand to signal Wang Ji: "From brother Jinyun."

Shen Jinyun looked up at the sky absent-mindedly. Orioles and kites were flying away from the green hills with the wind, and Song Qinghuang followed him to look.

Shen Jinyun only tugged on his elder brother's sleeve and pointed it out to him, but there was no response, and he curled his lips and said in a muffled voice, "It's gone."

Zhu Qingchi looked towards the sky, but unfortunately the kite flew too far and couldn't see clearly.

Only then did Shen Jinyun sized up the man on the horse. His graceful and graceful posture was far more attractive than a kite. After staring at it for a long time, he couldn't help blurting out: "Wang Ji is so beautiful."

Song Qinghuang only thought it was a child's speech, and led Qingyuan to fetch the paper kite, and said with a smile: "Brother Ling, you are so cute..."

Although the teacher was very strict in education, but he couldn't control Shen Jinyun's thoughts, Zhu Qingchi sighed secretly: "Since my younger brother is ignorant, I will make Wang Ji laugh at me."

Song Qinghuang found it interesting: "It's okay, will you race horses, sir?"

When the entourage brought the horse, Zhu Qingchi stretched out his hand and stroked the horse's mane and said: "Wang Ji invites you, there is no reason to refuse." Glancing at the pony behind him, he asked uncomfortably: "Will Jinyun want to invite you?" Riding alone, or riding with a brother."

Shen Jinyun ran towards the pony, and eagerly said, "I'll ride myself!" Zhu Qingchi stepped on the stirrup and turned onto the horse. Shen Jinyun grabbed the saddle, but couldn't get on it, and said anxiously, "Brother Qing, I can't get on it."

Hearing his complaints, Zhu Qingchi leaned over to lift the man onto the horse, and they still rode together.

Shen Jinyun pulled the reins and squeezed back into his arms, Zhu Qingchi stretched out his hand to hold him down: "Sit down."

Seeing Shen Jinyun grabbing the inner end of the rein, Zhu Qingchi flicked his arms, easily dropped those little hands, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled in the wind, while Shen Jinyun was a little annoyed.

Song Qinghuang caught up with the horse, and stood shoulder to shoulder with others: "Why don't you make a bet with me? Whoever reaches Ye Zhonghaizi first will win. As for the chips, what do you think they should be?"

Zhu Qingchi looked at her and still didn't stop laughing: "What does Wang Ji want, if I win, how about marrying me in my house?"

Shen Jinyun took the opportunity to interject: "If you marry in the mansion, can you marry me?" After speaking, he smiled and answered Song Qinghuang's words: "If you lose, I will betroth Brother Qing to you. If he goes to the princess mansion, he will not marry you." will take care of me."

The veins on Song Qinghuang's forehead twitched, but the kid had a good idea, he raised his whip and urged the horse to gallop, without mentioning the previous words: "Then listen to my brother, if I win, welcome Mr. good?"

Zhu Qingchi agreed straight away: "Okay."

Zhu Qingchi and his youngest brother, no matter how good their riding skills are, are not as good.

Song Qinghuang can be said to be a hero among women, and should not be underestimated.

Arriving at the place, Zhu Qingchi dismounted from his horse, leaving his younger brother alone on the tall horse, as a small punishment for his nonsense just now, Zhu Qingchi stood in the grass, with the wind moving his clothes, looked into the distance, and said leisurely: "Wang Ji Bei Just marry."