"What?" Jiang Sanlang's mother Chen jumped up, "Didn't she say she went to get a gift? Why did she start fighting? Is Sanlang injured?" Chang's lady said quickly, "It's not that the fight, it's a few young masters who competed with fists and foot, and Young Master Ling fell down the third young master."

It is common for boys to play and play in the same place. Chen's pace was slower, "Didn't you fall or hurt?"

Mrs. Chang whispered, "It shouldn't be...but the two young masters fell more than ten times..."

"What?!" Chen's voice increased and his speed accelerated. Is there no one to educate Jiang Ling outside the mansion? Even if he was playing, he should have a standard. He is half a head taller than Siyu!

Before Chen could reach the front yard, he met the boys. His son was covered in dust. Although Erlang dragged him, he still shouted in dissatisfaction, "Second brother, please let me go! I will still fall with Jiang Ling, I will definitely win this time!"

Chen's nose was crooked, "Jiang Siyu! Come here!"

When Sanlang Jiang Siyu saw his mother, he became even more imposing. He threw away his second brother with all his strength, pointed at Jiang Ling behind him and shouted, "Mom, I want to fight him, please let him fight me!"

Following behind, Jiang Ling, who looked even more embarrassed than Jiang Siyu, stepped forward to apologize to Chen, "It's Jiang Ling who is ignorant and has angered his third brother. Please punish her."

Five-year-old Jiang Silang complained to Chen, "Auntie, the third brother insists on fighting with Brother Ling, please take care of him."

"I'm not in a hurry, you're in a hurry!" Jiang Sanlang rushed to Jiang Ling again. He would never give up until he pressed Jiang Ling to the ground today!

Chen knew the most about her son's virtue. She stepped forward and grabbed her son's ears, twisted them for half a circle, "If you don't get a house and remove the tiles for three days, what should you call Jiang Ling?"

Jiang Sanlang grabbed his mother's hand and screamed in pain.

Chen looked at Jiang Ling with a dirt-faced look so nice, "It's because my aunt didn't discipline Sanlang well, Ling'er didn't fall and hurt, right?"

The weak and innocent Jiang Ling quickly shook her head, "No, no. Aunt, please let go of your third brother, it hurts to pull your ears."

Chen just let go of his son's ears and saw the bastard rushing towards Jiang Ling again, he pulled it back, "Go back with me!"

After Chen took Sanlang away, Jiang Ling was also sent back to the west courtyard by Erlang and Silang. When Jiang Liu saw his brother in such a mess, he felt so distressed, "Brother, it hurts?"

Jiang Ling shook her head, "It doesn't hurt, it's okay."

"Why did you fight with him? He is so strong, you will suffer a loss when you fight with him." Although Jiang Muyan doesn't like Jiang Ling, she hates Sanlang even more in comparison.

Jiang Ling shook her head again, "There is no fight, it's just a fight."

"The hot water is ready, Master, go and wash it." Zhao Qingling walked in and handed the medicinal wine to Jiang Cai. "This is a specialty for treating bruises and injuries. Put some in the water and rub the bruises on the body."

Seeing Jiang Ling go into the inner room to wash, Jiang Muyan couldn't stay here anymore, so she pulled her sister back to the study. She had no intention of reading and writing, thinking that since Jiang Ling couldn't beat Jiang Sanlang, how could she deal with him?

Jiang Ling held her little head. She had seen Jiang Ling pulling the bow and shooting archery, punching and kicking, and using his ability to beat the fat Jiang Sanlang, it shouldn't have been so dirty. No, she had to go back and ask what was going on!

Jiang Liu escaped by peeing and ran back to the room where Jiang Ling lived. There were three courtyards in the west courtyard of the Jiang family. Jiang Liu and his sister lived in the east courtyard, her father's two concubines lived in the west courtyard, and Jiang Ling and Jiang Erye lived in the main courtyard. Jiang Liu dragged his calf and walked out of the horizontal courtyard. When he arrived at the main courtyard, Jiang Ling had finished taking a shower and changing clothes and was wiping his hair in the room.

Unlike modern times, both men and women in Dazhou have long hair, but the hairstyles of combing are different. If you don’t dry your hair after washing your hair, it is easy to catch a cold.

Jiang Liu slowly walked over to his brother, sat on the small stool, looked up and asked, "Brother?"

There was no one else in the room, Jiang Ling's mouth raised, "Brother fell Jiang Siyu eleven times, I'll vent your anger."

Jiang Liu widened his eyes and was very curious, "Brother-talk."

Jiang Ling picked up the comb, "Jiang Siyu heard that I was practicing fist and kicking outside, so he insisted on competing with me. I just pretended to be a little stupid, making him feel that I was not as good as him. It was just a coincidence that he could throw him down. If he was not convinced, he would rush up again and again to find a fight."

So her brother is for people to see? Jiang Liu leaned over again, "Soldiers-not-disgusting-filth?"

Jiang Ling laughed and said, "Not bad! This is very useful, and there are other strategies. Brother will teach you if you have time. It's no problem to deal with Jiang Sanlang."

Jiang Liuxiao bent her eyes, "Yeah!"

"What book did you read in Dicuitang?"

Jiang Liu stood up and bowed his hands back, "Qu Li-say: Don't be respectful, be strict, be calm, be calm, be calm, be safe, be safe."

Jiang Ling frowned and said, "Why didn't you learn "The Analects of Confucius" first, but you learned "Quli"?"

Because they are girls, they don’t need to take the exam for fame and honor, just respect etiquette and teachings. Jiang Liu understood in his heart, but couldn’t say it out, so he just shook his little head.

Jiang Ling didn't bother with this problem, took out a piece of candy from the box on the table and stuffed it into her mouth, "My sister has a good caring, I'll give you this."

Jiang Liu stood up while eating candy, "Go-write-word."

Jiang Ling didn't want her sister to leave, "Write together, can you hold the pen?"

Jiang Liu nodded slowly. The pen could hold it, but he couldn't control his strength well. The words he wrote were similar to those of ghost painting talismans, "Sister-Sister-Sister-Wait."

Jiang Ling wanted to read and write with her sister, but when he got involved with Jiang Muyan, he was not happy. "There is no hurry to practice calligraphy. You haven't practiced walking today. My brother will take you to walk a few times in the yard."

Jiang Liu didn't walk much today, so she obediently followed her brother around the yard. When she reached the gate of the west courtyard, a little maid who looked very clever and bowed, "Young Master Ling, Miss Six."

Jiang Ling knew that Mr. Jiang Er's concubine was living in Xiqianyuan, so he nodded slightly and pulled his sister past the door without looking sideways. Jiang Liu was not familiar with the yard and kept all his energy on the road at his feet, and did not pay attention to what was going on in Xiqianyuan.

When the brother and sister walked away, the little maid Taozhi ran back to the room quickly, "Did you see that, Master Ling is taking Miss Six's hand for a walk!"

Aunt Xue by the window naturally saw it and nodded slightly.

Taozhi started to chatter, "Didn't it mean that both twins look very similar? Why does Young Master Ling and the Third Girl necessarily not look similar?"

Aunt Xue frowned slightly and scolded, "There are many people with different appearances."

"My sister is right. There are many people who look different in twins." Another concubine of Mr. Jiang Er, Aunt Li, walked into Aunt Xue's house gracefully. "Following his facial features, the third girl followed her wife, but Mr. Ling is more like the second master."

After saying that, Aunt Li looked at Aunt Xue with a smile.

Although Aunt Xue is seven years younger than Aunt Li, she is more calm than her and speaks without any leakage. "My sister thinks that when Master Ling raises his hands and feet, he looks quite similar to the second wife."

Pretend, pretend again! Aunt Li cursed inwardly, but responded, "I heard from my sister that, it's true. When Young Master Ling returns home, the second wife's spirit in the sky should be in peace."

Aunt Xue nodded slightly, "Sister said yes."

Aunt Li couldn't help it, and signaled Taozhi to go out and closed the door, climbed up to Aunt Xue to sit down, and whispered, "Sister, let me tell you my heart, I don't believe that Young Master Ling is the second wife's biological child! Who do you think is his mother?"

Aunt Xue lowered her eyes, "What are the nonsense of sisters? Young Master Ling's biological mother is naturally the second wife."

Aunt Li snorted and then said to himself, "The second master cannot touch a clean woman. If you can give birth to a child and raise a woman, the second master must be my favorite. Young Master Ling returns home, and she will soon! How can we have a good life at that time? Sister, sister, I have given you all my heart, which idea should we have."

Eighteen-year-old Aunt Xue was still unmoved, "Young Master Ling is born in the second wife. If your sister doesn't believe it, you can ask the old lady and the second wife."

"Xue Huiqing! Do you think that if you are young and beautiful, you can catch the second master's heart? When the newcomer enters the door, you will cry!" Aunt Li finished scolding and slammed the door and left.
Chapter completed!