In the dream, it was still Nanqin. It had been raining for a whole month and everything was foggy. Jiang Yingnian felt that there was too much water in the mud and was reluctant to go out to practice riding and shooting. He and Jiang were the only ones in the house.
Jiang Xian stayed in his Zhongsi Hall studying all day again, and Jiang Yingnian felt increasingly bored.
Seeing that he was doing nothing all day long, Jiang Xian persuaded him in a gentle voice: "It's better to read more books, so that your elder brother won't have to lecture you again when he comes back."
Jiang Yingnian shook his head and said, "Eldest brother has given up on me studying a long time ago. I'm not like you, the second brother. You have the talent to write and write, but I don't." He smiled proudly and approached Jiang Xian: "My
Talent is not in these things."
"What about your talent? Why didn't I see where your talent was?" Jiang Xian was too lazy to look at him, lowering his head and silently copying poems.
Jiang Yingnian smiled even more proudly and said: "Of course I am more interested in martial arts than in literature. Do you think I practice riding and shooting in vain? In the future, I will definitely prove that it is not just their Beizhong men who are good at riding and shooting. What?
If you can bend a bow and shoot at a big wolf, our Nanqin men can do it too!"
Jiang Xian sighed helplessly and said: "I don't expect you to compete with the people from Beizhong. How many of us can you compete with in our own tent? Those who stand out, I respect you? Ji Yu? Zhe Shu?
Can you compete with me? Even if you are competing against a newcomer who has just arrived here a few days ago, you may not even have the strength."
Jiang Yingnian displayed the newly acquired painting fan in his hand, called Han Xu confidently, and asked: "Han Xu, you always like to run to Qingzi Camp on weekdays. How many people are there in Qingzi Camp?"
You must have learned all the kung fu skills. From your point of view, apart from Jingcun and Zheshu, who are really good, Guan Jiyu is a stinky girl. In what way am I inferior to her?"
Han Xu said seriously: "I have never seen you compete with Ji Yu, so... I can't judge who of you is stronger and who is weaker."
"What a piece of wood! I usually follow you when I'm riding horses and shooting arrows. Are you saying that based on my record, my record as a marksman with almost 100 hits, is she, Guan Jiyu, comparable to her?"
Han Xu remained calm and said: "This... Jiyu usually uses a spear, and is also good at close combat. The so-called specialization in the art, I can't make a comparison, but -" He paused and said
: "There was a martial arts competition at Qingzi Camp at the end of last year. You and Mr. Zhao were not out for fun at the time, so you may not know something... The first in close combat without weapons was Ji Yu, and the second was Zhe Shu. Horseback archery
Ji Yu also went to the competition, and because he didn't practice much on weekdays, he managed to get second place, and first place was Jingcun."
"There was also a weapon-carrying competition. Jiyu came first, and Zheshu and Jingcun tied for second place. As a reward, the eldest son personally asked someone to make a fine weapon for her."
Jiang Yingnian raised his eyebrows and said: "Is she that powerful? Why haven't I heard of it? Maybe the brothers in Qingziying thought she was a female figure and just left her alone. Humph, remember to call her if there is a competition next time.
If you fuck me, I would like to meet her and see what kind of monster she is."
"There will be a competition in the Qingzi Camp on the Dragon Boat Festival soon. Jiyu and Jingcun will come back for training. Do I need to arrange a pair of knee pads and elbow pads for you in advance?" Han Xu asked sincerely.
"Get out!" Jiang Yingnian yelled angrily.
Qingzi Camp was established by Jiang Qing. Almost all of them were children from poor families who were discovered by the Jiang government in the Nanqin soup kitchen. He would give extra money to ordinary children, and he would select those with good qualifications.
The few who were brought to Qingzi Camp to practice martial arts were a few helpless orphans. Regardless of their background, he treated them equally. The talents he trained would be recommended to go to the Beizhong Hussar General Mansion Concentration Camp to take the examination. Hussar General Xiang
There was a younger brother in Lin'an named Xiang Lincheng, who was a member of the Central Guards personally appointed by Emperor Shu of Xuli's dynasty. He was sent to the north to be responsible for selecting suitable people, and he accompanied the hussar general on the battlefield to defend against the enemy.
The two brothers were both heroes at a young age and were highly appreciated and trusted by Emperor Shu. Under their guard, the Beizhong border had always been relatively safe even though there had been a shortage of soldiers and food in recent years.
Being able to be selected by the General Mansion Concentration Camp to defend against foreign enemies was Jiang Qing's original intention in establishing Qingzi Camp. In his view, this is a major event that truly serves the country and the people, cultivating the children of poor people so that they have a future and win glory for the country.
This is something he has always been proud of and continues to do.
Nowadays, in the entire Xuli Dynasty, every player from each family camp wants to have some relationship with the two pillars of the Xiang family. Let alone become a general in the Xiang Mansion military camp, if they can be selected as ordinary soldiers to follow them,
The two of them charged into battle and were extremely glorious!
There are all teenagers in Qingzi camp, and even the oldest Zhe Shu is one year younger than Jiang Yingnian. Jiang Yingnian thinks that these are a group of well-behaved children who were trained by their elder brother and forced into a cage.
Every family is reluctant to go to Qingziying. He would rather invite a few young men from aristocratic families of the same age to go to the theater to listen to a play, or sneak out of the house secretly after hearing about delicious game.
A group of young men shot some wild rabbits.
Because it had been raining in Nanqin for a long time, it was impossible to go hunting, so Jiang Yingnian was tired of being called to listen to operas all the time.
For some reason, he suddenly thought of someone and began to look forward to the arrival of the Dragon Boat Festival.
He called Han Xu again and ordered: "Go to Pinxiang Building in the west of the city and order some pastries. The Dragon Boat Festival is coming soon. Prepare them before the elder brother comes back. When the elder brother returns home, I will send someone to deliver them."
Han Xu was about to go out when he stopped him again: "Order thirty boxes and tell Boss Zheng from Pinxiang Building to ask for the most beautiful and expensive ones."
Han Xu was puzzled: "Sir, are you sure it is thirty boxes? In previous years, the entire mansion, including the servants and maids, could only eat five or six boxes in total."
Jiang Yingnian thought of the sweet pastries and a pair of cold eyes, and the corners of her mouth could not help but raise: "Of course I have prepared them for the brothers in Qingzi Camp. We are all a family. They usually train very hard. I
As a member of the Jiang family, I naturally have to be more considerate and considerate of them."
Han Xu: "..."
The weather has been sultry and hot for a while, and Jiang Qing and the teenagers from Qingziying finally returned.
I heard that in the competition held in the capital, Qingziying finally topped the list. Before anyone arrived, the news had already reached Jiang Mansion. When Jiang Qing and others had just entered Nanqin, other aristocratic families who had good relations with Jiang Mansion and Nanqin sent their troops to Jiang Mansion.
There were people waiting to greet him, and the street was bustling with people.
A banquet was held for Jiang Qing in the mansion. Jiang Qing was very happy. With a wave of his hand, he ordered: "Move the banquet to Qingzi Camp. They all won the lottery. Let's be happy together with the children today!"
Jiang Yingnian took advantage of Jiang Qing's good mood and quickly ordered someone to bring the custom-made pastry rice dumplings.
Jiang Qing nodded approvingly and said: "During the time I was away, you have really grown up and learned to care about our brothers in Qingzi Camp. From now on, you must not only care about them, but also learn from them and be less indulgent."
The most important thing is to have fun and practice martial arts with them more."
Jiang Yingnian promised repeatedly, but his mind had already flown to one side. He looked around for a week before he saw the person he was looking for.
The weather was hot. When the teenagers returned to Jiangfu, they immediately put on the thin summer shirts worn by Qingziying. The material was uniform moon white. At this moment, several teenagers were happily eating the cakes he bought, and Guan Jiyu was among them.
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Her hair was tied up high, and her moon-white clothes made her complexion pink. I wonder if it was because of the heat, but her cheeks and lips were a little redder than usual. I don't know how many people she, Zheshu, and Jingcun had.
They were discussing something. Sometimes she was talking eloquently, and sometimes she was covering her mouth and laughing. Jiang Yingnian couldn't hear clearly what they were saying. He only heard Jingcun saying to Guan Jiyu: "Jiyu, you can count on the eldest son's banquet."
It’s a birthday.”
She smiled and said, "It's purely a coincidence, but birthdays during the Dragon Boat Festival can always be celebrated with rice dumplings and cakes. It couldn't be better." After chatting for a while, she finished eating the cakes in her hands, and then turned around and carefully selected them on the pastry table placed next to her.
Your favorite flavor.
Jiang Yingnian had never seen her like this before. In his impression, she always had a straight face. At a young age, she knew how to watch her words and actions carefully, and she had a stubborn temper. Today, I accidentally bumped into a different side of her, and I realized that
She seems to be no different from other girls of the same age. She eats these sweet cakes like a greedy cat.
It looks a bit cute.
Jiang Yingnian was fascinated, and was accidentally noticed by Guan Jiyu. She was happily enjoying the food in her hands, with cake crumbs still on her mouth. Seeing him looking at her, she immediately lowered her face, glared at him fiercely, and sat down.
Return to your seat with your back to him.
Jiang Yingnian's heart trembled at the glare. He called Han Xu as if nothing had happened, "Bring me that box of golden candied date cakes."
Han Xu asked: "Do you want to eat? You don't usually eat sweets..."
Jiang Yingnian said: "Why didn't I realize you were so talkative before?"
Han Xu remained silent and left quickly.
After the banquet was almost over, Jiang Yingnian took the box of cakes and walked towards Qing'an Ju, the resting place of Qingziying, a little sneakily. After returning from a long journey, the young people basically returned to Qing'an Ju after finishing the banquet.
They went to their respective residences to rest.
He followed the path pointed by Han Xu to find the southernmost room in Qing'anju. On the way, he met Zheshu who was leaving the room. When asked, "What important business did the young master come to Qing'anju?" Jiang Yingnian asked.
He waved his hands unnaturally: "Nothing important, just coming to take a look." Then he hurried forward.
His heart was beating wildly along the way. The closer he got to the innermost room, the more confused he became. He didn't know what he was going to do here. When he reached the door of the room, he stopped, feeling inexplicably upset.
What should I say? Apologize to her? That's impossible.
Absolutely impossible.
How could he, Jiang Yingnian, the third son of the Jiang Mansion, apologize to the people below in Qingziying, and still be shameless if word spread?
But he is by no means the kind of person who bullies the weak. What happened that day was just a joke. After thinking about it later, he realized that the joke was indeed too much, but she also killed his beloved Rufeng, didn't she? What's the big deal?
!
Today was her birthday again, so she was the oldest. He mustered up the courage and opened the door vigorously.
The people in the room had their backs to the door, but when they heard the sudden sound, they turned their heads in horror.
Eyes facing each other.
The murderous intention suddenly arises.
Jiang Yingnian was dumbfounded, and his right hand was still raised blankly, maintaining the posture of knocking on the door just now. In front of him was a strange body, different from his own, that body was slender and fair, only wearing a cool tight-fitting corset and trousers.
, there is a scar on the back of the shoulder.
The scar was the only thing that didn't surprise him, it was his "masterpiece".
His mind went blank, and he could only see Guan Jiyu's always stern little face, which went from blank and frightened to red and distorted.