Under the scorching sun.

The earth is boiling hot, emitting transparent heat visible to the naked eye.

In the wide open space across the courtyard, twenty personal guards, uniformly dressed, crawling around, sweating profusely, were undergoing high-intensity training.

The clothes were wet with sweat, dried quickly, and then were soaked again, and so on, white sweat salt formed on the surface of the clothes.

Under the shade, Jia Yun watched the tribesmen training with her hands behind her back, nodding with satisfaction.

After all, they all came from poor backgrounds, but now they have good food and drink, and a monthly income that can support the whole family. Everyone cherishes their current jobs very much.

Although training is hard, this hardship is nothing compared to not having enough food for the family.

Jia Yun asked Meiren, who was wearing a warrior uniform, "How are the meals arranged for the guards today?"

"White flour steamed buns, braised pork, steamed fish, cold okra, fried bean sprouts and seaweed soup." Meiren replied.

Now she is in charge of the food of the family guards, so she knows exactly what the guards eat every day.

Jia Yun nodded silently. These personal guards in the family were trained as elites, so they trained very hard. Naturally, they had to keep up with the food, otherwise they would be useless.

Then, he looked sideways at Meiren and found that she was almost exactly the same as Ren Yingying played by Mouqing.

She has a stunning appearance, like a fairy's white jade, she is shy yet carefree, charming and gentle yet heroic, her brows are flowing with a hint of beauty, Lidou smiles with a hint of sweetness, she is absolutely gorgeous!

After thinking about it, Jia Yun said to Meiren: "When I come to your room from now on, I will wear it like this!"

Meiren glanced at him doubtfully, but did not refuse. She nodded and said: "If you like it, I will always dress like this from now on. There is no need to separate the inside and outside of the room."

"Alright!" Jia Yun nodded.

After pondering for a moment, he then ordered: "From tomorrow onwards, provide ingredients to the guards and let them cook by themselves. If they don't know how to cook, let the kitchen teach them. After a month, no matter whether they can learn it or not, they will no longer be taught.

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Meiren nodded and said: "I know, by the way, I saw that the "Enemy-Breaking Fist" and "Eight Mother Spears" you taught me are very advanced martial arts, why don't you teach them to your tribe?"

"It's not necessary yet." Jia Yun shook her head and said, "You can teach them the Eight Mother Spears, but not the Enemy-Breaking Fist, because there is a mental method in it, and the method should not be taught lightly. We will talk about it later."

"Breaking the Enemy Fist" is a very evil technique.

To say it is evil does not mean that it is an evil skill, but that it is a quick method.

Just like Meiren, such a delicate woman has only been practicing for a year, but now she can punch hundreds of kilograms with her fists. It is really terrifying, and it is far beyond the scope of ordinary skills.

Therefore, Jia Yun is extremely cautious in teaching this technique and will not teach it to anyone unless he has great trust.

At the same time, both of these skills can be passed down from family to family.

Jia Yun did not say that all future generations would become generals, but after practicing these two exercises, it is certain that their physical fitness will be much better than ordinary people.

"There is no Qinggong!" Jia Yun thought to herself.

Jia Yun has always been obsessed with Qing Gong.

No matter it is the Lingyu inheritance or the exercises given by Taoist Zhang, there is no Qinggong.

And the more she couldn't get it, the more Jia Yun wanted it.

Although he can now jump three to four feet high with his physical fitness, it is just a hard jump after all. Compared with the lightness and ease of qinggong, it is really frustrating for him to jump like this.

"If none of the twelve golden hairpins can activate Qing Gong, then I will give up!" Jia Yun thought to herself.

Fortunately, he now has the ability to burrow into the ground, which barely solves his travel embarrassment.

With this natal magical power, you can go on a private journey or have something urgent to do. No matter where you go in the Central Plains, you can arrive at dawn or dusk.

After watching the training of the guards, Jia Yun knew what was going on, and then went to the tribe and selected ten new tribesmen to join the guards.

He will be sent to work soon, and he will definitely have to take a team of people with him. Two teams of people will be left on duty at home, so thirty people is not too many.

When he first formed the Guards, he didn't expect that they would go out so quickly, otherwise it would be done in one step.

After arranging the new tribesmen's arrangements, it was just time for dinner.

During lunch, Jia Yun told Xue Baochai, "The new store is scheduled to open on the 18th. If I'm not at home, Baochai should pay more attention. If something happens and it's not convenient for you to come forward, you can arrange for someone to go there."

"In addition, I plan to take Mei and Beauty out. From now on, I will let Xi Ren take care of the food arrangements for the guards. She is very familiar with this matter. Only by letting her keep an eye on it can people feel at ease."

Xue Baochai nodded, took a dish for Jia Yun, and said with a smile: "Sister Xiren was trained by Mrs. Jia after all. She is good at everything, but she can also read and write. It is really beyond the slave family's expectation."

Jia Yun said with a smile: "No way, you have been coming to our house for so long. Don't you know that Xiren Meiren only learned to read and write after following me?"

"What? Is there such a thing?" Xue Baochai was very surprised, and then suddenly said:

"Let's just talk about the Nu family. Not to mention the servants of the Jia family, even the several masters are not imitators. How could they teach a maid like Xi Ren and Mei Ren who can write and calculate?"

"My family has always been confused about this before, but I didn't look into it in detail. If you hadn't told me, husband, I wouldn't have known about it!"

Jia Yun shook her head and said: "I don't blame you. The main reason is that you have only been here for a short time and usually only care about me. You don't know that this is normal."

"Actually, they are still studying now, but they spend their free time reading in their own rooms, unlike you who stayed with me in the study every day before we came here."

Xue Baochai didn't dwell on the matter. After hesitating for a moment, she asked in a low voice: "That girl, Beauty..."

"Well, I'll take her out first and see how she reacts." Jia Yun nodded, and then added: "If you die, you have to let her die outside, so as not to make Keren sad!"

No matter what, that girl is innocent and obedient.

Because Jia Yun saved her life, Ke Ren was very attached to him. However, her daughter's family's reserve prevented her from taking the initiative to come to Jia Yun, so she could only focus on serving Mr. Bu as a way to serve Jia Yun.

Yun is filial.

Xue Baochai nodded and said: "If she can confess her identity and has no intention of harming us, if my husband can kill people, he should try not to kill flowers with his own hands. After all, she is a lovely sister."

"Well, I have an idea." Jia Yun nodded.

Unless absolutely necessary, he would not harm the beauty.

Not to mention anything else, Jia Yun can be given some slack just because she and Keren look very similar to Zhao Feiyan (Mingming), but the premise is that the beauty really has no intention of harming him.

Just after dinner, a little girl came to report that Grandma Lian from the Jia family was visiting.

Jia Yun and Xue Baochai looked at each other.

Xue Baochai said: "The cousin of the slave family is a master who does not go to the Sanbao Palace for anything. We just had a conflict with the Jia family a few days ago. Why is she here now?"

"I don't know, but it's true that she has always been bold." Jia Yun stood up and smiled.

Xue Baochai echoed: "He is also a cruel master."

Jia Yun nodded, walked out, and when she came to the door, she was suddenly surprised.

I saw that Wang Xifeng's originally rosy face had become sallow and haggard in just a few days, and she had the appearance of a sickly beauty.

"Aunt, why have you changed like this?" Jia Yun stepped forward quickly and asked with a worried look on her face.

Wang Xifeng felt warm in her heart, pursed her lips and smiled, saying: "Stop standing here, go to the room to talk."

"Okay, aunt please hurry up." Jia Yun moved her hand to get out of the way, then turned around and said to Ping'er who was behind her: "Miss Ping'er, come here and help aunt."

Ping'er rolled his eyes, but took a few steps forward to help Wang Xifeng move forward.

Jia Yun smiled and followed.

The three of them entered the courtyard, and Jia Yun brought Wang Xifeng and Heping'er to the teahouse to sit down.

After Xiang'er poured tea and retired, Jia Yun took Wang Xifeng's hand over.

He felt his pulse silently, and after a while, he muttered: "Menstrual blood comes from time to time, is as heavy as a collapse, or drips continuously, is pale in color and thin in texture, tired in spirit and body, short of breath and lazy to talk, does not want to eat, has lukewarm limbs, or has a floating face.

The limbs are swollen, the complexion is yellow, the tongue is fat and thin, the coating is thin and white, and the pulse is slow and weak."

"To be honest, my old ginseng is of great use again this time, otherwise you would have to lie down for several months. But now, even if you have recovered from a serious illness and can go to the ground, you should pay attention to rest and relax in the future.

Be more relaxed."

Wang Xifeng said in surprise: "Brother Yun, when did you learn this skill? It's more detailed than what the imperial doctor said."

Jia Yun waved to her, Wang Xifeng did not hesitate, bit her lip and stood up, walked around the tea table, came to sit on Jia Yun's lap, then hugged his neck, leaned her head in his arms, and said with a smile:

"Tell auntie quickly."

"What are you talking about? My reading is not just about reading the Four Books and Five Classics. I also read other books in my spare time." Jia Yun said with a smile.

Wang Xifeng pursed her lips and said, "Don't think that I don't understand anything just because I haven't studied for a few days. That medical book is not like any other book. Although I can know some prescriptions and medicinal properties after reading it a few times, I still have to diagnose and treat people."

, it’s not that easy, it requires a master to teach you step by step.”

Jia Yun hugged her waist, shook her head and said: "Don't ask this, but your body is very weak. You have lost too much blood and your vitality has been damaged. If you do this a few more times, I'm afraid your life will be in danger."

"So serious?" Wang Xifeng frowned upon hearing this.

Jia Yun nodded and said in surprise: "Didn't the imperial physician who treated you tell you?"

Wang Xifeng was silent for a while and then said: "What kind of illness are you telling me? Just tell me to take medicine on time and take good care of myself, and I will get better slowly. I guess I told Mr. Lian in detail."

At this time, Wang Xifeng's majesty was gone, and she was just like a helpless little girl, looking frightened and sad in Jia Yun's arms.

This man was living well, who would want to die? Now that the root cause of the disease has been eliminated, no one knows when the old disease will relapse, so Wang Xifeng cannot help but worry.

However, what really chilled Wang Xifeng was that Jia Lian did not tell her the serious consequences. Although it was just a sentence, this move made people think a lot.

Although it is possible that Jia Lian was afraid of the consequences after telling Wang Xifeng, Wang Xifeng was worried, so she selectively concealed some of her illness.
To be continued...