Then Qier's voice came, and she said with a "shush", "Keep your voice down, the young master probably hasn't woken up yet. You little devil is very smart. Go check on the young master and see if he wakes up."
Wake up. If he is no longer asleep, ask him to get up and have breakfast."
Qiao Xianyong only heard a slight "squeak" from the door, as if it had been opened a small crack. He closed his eyes and lay flat on the bed, pretending to sleep. For a moment, he felt a small breath of air blowing onto him.
On his face, it seemed that it was Dou'er, the younger brother of the two brothers, who came closer to look at his face. Then he opened his eyes fiercely, which actually startled the little child, and he shouted "Wow"
When he came out, he fell to the ground.
Qiao Xianyong laughed, sat up, and said with a smile, "Xiao Dou'er, you must have been scared by me."
Dou'er pouted and said unconvinced, "Young Master scared Dou'er." After saying that, he quickly stood up from the ground, greeted him in a decent manner and said, "It's best now that Master is awake.
Sister Qier said that she had dinner in the courtyard in the morning. After dinner, she invited the young master to go to the madam's place. The madam seemed to have something to do."
While listening to Dou'er's words, Qiao Xianyong put on his dressing gown and said with a smile, "You brat can still speak in a decent manner, so it's hard for you. Is your brother feeling better?"
Dou'er opened her round eyes and said excitedly, "Sir, my brother's body is no longer hot. Sister Qi'er said that his wounds will be fine. The little kid's skin grows very fast. In a few days,
As soon as the weather gets better, you can get out of bed and start working!"
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Qiao Xianyong nodded and praised, "That's great. At last we were not harmed by that evil thief Huang San." After saying that, he took Dou'er out and saw Qi'er busy in the west wing.
When he arrived at Qiao Xianyong, he hurriedly waved to him.
Qiao Xianyong smiled and walked over. He saw that Qier's eyes were very red. He thought he didn't sleep much last night. Qier smiled and said, "Why are the young master's eyes a little red? Could it be that he had a nightmare last night?"
It's okay if you don't have any rest. Madam has told me that the young master will have dinner in our own courtyard this morning and everything is ready."
Qiao Xianyong looked into the room and saw that there were more than a dozen kinds of breakfasts on the table, steaming hot, and there was only Mrs. Liu, who was placing the bowls and chopsticks with an expressionless face. Qiao Xianyong counted in his mind and said,
"Mr. Liu, please put out four pairs of bowls and chopsticks. Qier, I think Zhu'er still can't get out of bed, right?"
Qier first heard "four pairs of bowls and chopsticks" but didn't understand its meaning. When she heard Qiao Xianyong's question, she replied, "Sir, the doctor said that although the wounds on his body are healing, he still needs to avoid eating.
Therefore, I have put some light food such as porridge and flower rolls in the house, and he himself enjoys them."
Qiao Xianyong nodded and said, "How can I finish eating so many dishes by myself? Po Liu, Qi'er, Zhu'er, you all sit down and eat together. We don't need to be so particular in our own yard."
Mrs. Liu was surprised and waved her hands, "How can this happen?" Qier knew Qiao Xianyong's character, and she didn't have dinner with him only once or twice, so she generously pulled Mrs. Liu to the stool.
He sat down on her shoulders and said with a smile, "Grandma Liu, our young master is kind-hearted. Don't let the young master have to bother to persuade you. Sit down and have a bite."
Dou'er didn't really understand the rules of a wealthy family, but when Qiao Xianyong said it, he sat next to him generously, staring straight at the plate of braised bamboo shoots and pork belly in the middle, and his mouth almost started to water. Qiao Xianyong saw this.
With a smile, he took the dish from the table, put it in front of Dou'er and said, "None of us will eat too greasy food in the morning. You are still young, this dish is yours, just don't eat too much
, I have a bad stomach, and I have to take care of you, sister Qier."
Dou'er thanked Qiao Xianyong happily, and watched eagerly as Qiao Xianyong moved his chopsticks before picking up the plate of pork belly in front of him. The food was really delicious, as if he had never eaten anything since he was born.
After the four of them ate for a while, either cautiously or unrestrainedly, Qiao Xianyong suddenly said, "Dou'er, how old are you now?"
When Dou'er heard Qiao Xianyong's question, he put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said vaguely, "Sir, Dou'er is probably six or seven years old. My brother Zhu'er is four or five years older than me. But we
I've been following Mr. Huang San for three or four years. My brother said that at that time, I wasn't very good at talking, and he would beat me!"
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Qiao Xianyong looked at him distressedly and said, "You and your brother are both poor children. I think you are young, but you are very clever. If you are willing, I can teach you some basic boxing and kicking skills, so that you can also
Don’t you think it’s good that you won’t be bullied by those evil people all the time?”
Dou'er had never thought that Qiao Xianyong could teach him Kung Fu. It was something he had always dreamed of. He was so excited that he stopped eating any meat. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and rushed out of the house, shouting as he did so, "Brother! Brother! Master!"
You want to teach us boxing and kicking kung fu!" After shouting a few words, he thought about it again, rushed back into the house like a gust of wind, kowtowed to Qiao Xianyong several times respectfully, and said loudly, "Thank you, sir!"
Qiao Xianyong suppressed a smile and said, "Get up quickly. There is no need to give this big gift. I can't be your master. I can only teach you some ordinary kung fu."
Even so, the little kid Dou'er didn't know the difference between good and bad kung fu, and he rushed out of the door with a smile and ran towards Zhu'er's training room.
Qier couldn't help covering her mouth with a handkerchief and snickering, but Po Liu suddenly straightened her expression and said, "Sir, if breakfast is almost done, why don't you go to Madam's room as soon as possible? Madam seems to be very important.
I need to discuss this topic with the young master."
Qiao Xianyong didn't expect Mrs. Liu to be so annoying. He frowned and felt a little awkward. However, he remembered what he had discussed with his master last night, so he regained his energy and said with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, you two are here."
Now that you've packed up, I'll go see my wife first." After saying that, he stood up, showed off his robe and walked out of the house.
When he arrived at Mrs. Wu's house, only Granny Zhang was waiting on her, and not even Huanxiang was there. Qiao Xianyong immediately knew that there must be a very important secret for Fei to talk about. Since Huanxiang's status in the sect was not high, he thought he was.
She was not allowed to participate. Although Qiao Xianyong thought of this in his mind, he pretended to be nonchalant and greeted Mrs. Wu. After sitting down, he said, "My mother looks good, but I don't know that Sister Huanxiang has gone."
where?"
Mrs. Wu motioned to Granny Zhang to close the door and said with a smile, "Your sister woke up early in the morning and felt a little dizzy. I don't know if she caught a cold. She didn't eat much breakfast. She is lying in her room right now.
It has nothing to do with her, I just want to talk to you."
Qiao Xianyong knew that what Mrs. Wu said were all lies, but he still followed her words and said, "I think Sister Huanxiang is too thin. A small breeze can blow her down. I'll go and take a look later."
She's fine."
Mrs. Wu frowned and said, "Her minor illness doesn't matter. Although you are her brother, it is not appropriate to go to her boudoir after all, it is one floor away. I think she can go to the wing outside when she feels better. You two
It's never too late to chat." When she saw Qiao Xianyong nodded, she added, "Yong'er, we've been in the capital for two or three days. It was strange that Liu Debao didn't know how to do things yesterday, and you suffered a bit.
Mother is very angry and has already scolded him severely. Today mother just wants to talk to you about the important things you have come to the capital to do. Do you have a clue now? Has your master Wei Daxia shown up? "
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Qiao Xianyong couldn't help but laugh secretly when he heard Mrs. Wu eagerly asked these questions. He thought that the fox's tail could hardly be hidden, so he pretended to ponder for a moment and said slowly, "Mother, you really let me say that."
"I have found nothing outside these days, but guess what, I found something in my house!" After saying that, he took out a crumpled white paper from his arms and handed it to Mrs. Wu.
Mrs. Wu unfolded the piece of paper with a puzzled look on her face. Mrs. Zhang stepped forward without saying a word and looked at the paper. She saw a few words written crookedly on the paper, with the strokes falling down.
It looked like the handwriting of a child who had just learned to write big characters, but what he wrote was "At noon on the 25th, I will tell you about the Southern Collection, don't miss it, Wei".
Mrs. Wu carefully read the note over and over again, but didn't see anything particularly strange. Then she handed it to Qiao Xianyong and asked, "Yong'er, you said you found it in the house. This is strange. Is it possible?"
Your master has come to our house, so why not meet you? However, your master's handwriting is very unique."
Qiao Xianyong carefully took the paper ball, put it in his arms with great care, and said with a smile, "Mother, do you still remember that one night I heard something moving outside the room? I guess it was the messenger sent by Master. That day
Everyone searched for a long time, but couldn't find any clues. After dawn the next day, I found this ball of paper in the corner of my room. The handwriting on it was not Master's handwriting. I guess it was the one who sent the letter.
It must have been written down by someone. This must have been Master’s invitation to meet me.”
Mrs. Wu said doubtfully, "Yong'er, if you see your master, you must invite him to our home. Mother must also thank him properly. By the way, this time the master will be with you in the capital.
Is it difficult to do something? Our family also has some powerful acquaintances in the city, and mother can also help you with advice or find helpers."
Qiao Xianyong thought for a moment and said, "Master promised a friend to save people in this capital. But I listen to Master, saving people is a small matter, the important thing is." He looked around and lowered his voice.
He said, "Master said that there is something very important to the Central Plains martial arts hidden in the capital, and I would like to take this opportunity to explore it."