Chapter 8

Weak scholar?

Luo Qingzhou returned to the courtyard, thinking about what he had just overheard the second young master thinking, and clenched his fists.

Even if they were not brothers, they shouldn't be so vicious, right?

"Shua!"

He suddenly punched out.

The fist landed on a horizontal plum tree in front of him, and the branch trembled a few times, scratching the skin painfully.

The boxing moves that the second young master had just performed in the martial arts training ground suddenly appeared in his mind.

He went over and closed the courtyard door.

He stood in the courtyard and closed his eyes, replaying those sets of moves in his mind.

Then, he spread his legs, stood in a horse stance, opened his arms, and began to practice slowly following the movements in his mind.

Although he didn't have that kind of momentum and strength, he looked like a real person.

He didn't want to be just a weak scholar who couldn't even tie a chicken!

After a few sets, his whole body began to heat up.

At the same time, he was panting and his legs were a little weak.

His physical fitness was really too poor.

This kind of boxing will definitely not have much effect. At best, it can exercise the body a little.

You still need to practice the inner strength first, and refine the skin and body!

It's still early.

He entered the house.

He sat down on the bed, closed his eyes, and first calmed his mind. Then the acupoint map and the breathing method emerged in his mind.

Soon, he entered the state of practicing the acupoints in front of the fire basin last night.

In the dark underground, the seeds began to take root and sprout, breaking through the soil, seeing the sun, wind and rain, sun and frost, and growing vigorously...

In the darkness.

A wisp of breath flowed and wandered in the acupoints in the body, like a hiker on foot.

Crossing the bridge and climbing the slope, crossing the mountains and ridges.

Cutting through the thorns, winding and twisting...

Time passed quietly.

Outside the window, the sun fell to the west and then fell into the green mountains.

Night fell.

A silver moon rose quietly.

Xiaodie came back from outside with the washed clothes.

Luo Qingzhou clearly heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps outside while half asleep.

He woke up from his doze and opened his eyes.

The airflow in his abdomen was warm and still flowing slowly there.

"Sir, are you not in the room?"

Xiaodie folded the clothes and put them in the ear-shaped room where she lived, then walked over.

Luo Qingzhou replied, "I am here."

Xiaodie entered the room and looked at him in the moonlight outside the window and said, "Sir, what are you doing sitting on the bed? Are you tired of reading? I will go get you some food, wait a minute."

After that, she hurried out again.

After Xiaodie left, Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes again and felt the airflow in his body, then got up and got out of bed.

He left the room and came to the courtyard.

The heavy snow stopped.

But the wind was cold and the temperature was still very low.

Luo Qingzhou was wearing thin clothes and standing in the courtyard. His exposed skin was hurt by the cold wind, but the cold air only stayed on his skin for a moment before being driven away by the heat in his body without invading at all.

"This internal skill is really amazing!"

Luo Qingzhou secretly admired in his heart.

Then he took a step forward and punched, and practiced the set of boxing he saw in the martial arts training ground today.

The more he practiced, the more proficient he became.

Although it was not complete, with only a few moves and styles, after practicing several times, his whole body felt warmer and more comfortable, and he was no longer afraid of the cold wind on this cold night.

When Luo Qingzhou closed his fist, he saw an old elm tree with a thick trunk in front of him, and the picture of skin refining in the book suddenly appeared in his mind.

Refining the body starts with refining the skin.

Refining the skin requires the combination of internal skills, external force, and medicine to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Luo Qingzhou felt that the heat was still flowing in his body, so he immediately threw a punch and hit the rough and hard trunk of the old elm tree in front of him.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a pain on the back of his hand.

However, under the protection and melting of the heat in his body, the pain disappeared quickly.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the back of his hand and found no scars.

"Bang!"

He threw another punch and hit the tree trunk.

The pain still came and went quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

He spread his legs and continued to punch, relying on the heat in his body and the hard tree trunk to temper the skin on the back of his hand.

After punching for a while, he suddenly turned around and hit the tree trunk with his elbow, shoulder, and back.

The sturdy old locust tree stood still under the cold moon.

In a short while, Luo Qingzhou was sweating all over and panting.

At the same time, the heat in his body receded.

His back of hands, shoulders, back, and elbow joints all began to ache.

He didn't dare to practice anymore, so he had to stop.

His physical fitness was too weak, so he couldn't be too hasty.

He could only practice step by step and slowly.

Not long after.

Xiaodie came in with steamed buns and white rice porridge, with red eyes.

Luo Qingzhou followed her into the house, looking at her aggrieved look, and said, "Xiaodie, what's wrong? Did someone bully you again?"

Xiaodie put down her dinner, tears welling up in her eyes, "Master, even those maids and servants are laughing at you."

Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbly, "Just for this?"

Xiaodie said in a crying voice, "Even the servants in the kitchen are laughing at you for marrying into the family, and they say you will marry a foolish wife in the future."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, went to wash his hands, handed the other steamed bun in the bowl to her, and comforted her, "The mouth is on other people's bodies, they can say whatever they want, don't pay attention, we are leaving soon anyway."

Xiaodie took the steamed bun, wiped her tears with her other hand and said: "Sir, will we be bullied by the Qin family again when we go there?"

Luo Qingzhou ate the steamed bun, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Xiaodie's tears fell, and she was moved and said: "Sir, I am worried about you."

Luo Qingzhou felt warm in his heart, stretched out his hand and caressed her head lovingly, and said softly: "Is there a worse situation than now? Don't worry, I will protect myself."

After dinner.

Xiaodie brought hot water and served him to wash his feet.

With his feet soaked in hot water, feeling the little girl's soft hands rubbing on his feet, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.

Xiaodie raised her head and asked in confusion: "Sir, what are you laughing at?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her thin but beautiful face and smiled: "Xiaodie, if I say that I feel good now and I am very satisfied, do you believe it?"

At least now there is a pretty and well-behaved little girl serving him.

At least when they get married, they don't need expensive gifts, houses and cars.

At least they don't have to worry about supporting themselves.

It's much better than before.

All they lost was some dignity.

But in that world, how many people living at the bottom of society have so-called real dignity?

The little maid rubbed his feet, looked at him with confused eyes, and muttered, "Young master is so stupid."

After washing his feet.

The two went to bed.

Still one head each.

The moonlight fell on the windowsill, bright and cold.

The two lay in bed, neither of them wanted to sleep.

After a while.

Xiaodie suddenly said shyly again: "Young master, you are getting married soon, I... I will teach you the bridal chamber, okay?"

As the little girl spoke, she moved shyly.

Luo Qingzhou's hand accidentally touched her delicate feet, and suddenly thought of the thoughts of the three scholars he met on the bridge today.

"She has a slender figure, soft and boneless, and delicate hands. I guess the golden lotus in the shoe is also small and delicate, white and tender. If I can hold it in my hand and play with it, it will be absolutely wonderful..."

Luo Qingzhou is not a saint.

And he is in the period of puberty.

It is not that he has no reaction and thoughts about this young girl sleeping in the same quilt.

Besides, this girl is originally his.

So there is no need to be reserved.

He took the small and delicate jade foot at hand and measured it with his other palm. It was indeed small and exquisite, slender and lovely.

The most important thing is that she is born with small bones and has never been wrapped.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, it is soft and boneless, delicate and tender, which can't help but make his heart flutter.

But he soon came to his senses.

Now is not the time to act recklessly and bully this little girl.

"Sir... Sir, why are you holding my feet?"

Xiaodie blushed, but her feet did not move.

My feet were numb, and my heart was numb too.

Luo Qingzhou held her delicate and tender feet, kneaded them gently and said: "Xiaodie, I was thinking, if the eldest lady of the Qin family is really a fool, will I really have to spend the wedding night with her?"

Xiaodie said: "Since the young master is married to her, it is natural to have a wedding night."

Luo Qingzhou said: "But what if she goes crazy and bites me?"

Xiaodie immediately said shyly: "So young master, I will teach you the wedding night tonight... tonight, okay? As long as you are gentle in the wedding night, the eldest lady of the Qin family will not... will not feel pain, and will not go crazy..."

"Xiaodie, the young master is talking to you about serious matters, can you please not drive?"

"Young master, what do you mean by driving?"

"Go to sleep, I have to get up early to study tomorrow morning."

"Young master, I... Bridal chamber..."

"Snoring... snore..."

"Young master, young master..."

"Snoring... snore..."

"Woo woo..."

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