Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

How could Su Qianan know what Xia Chu was thinking. The young master asked, and he answered. Young master drink, he will drink. The young master eats, and he watches the young master eat…

Xia Chu got himself a little drunk and couldn’t bear it anymore. After wiping his oily hands, he looked at Su Qian’an and asked, “Are you fighting?”

Su Qian was stunned for a moment, then asked after a while, “Does the young master want to learn from me?”

Xia Chu snorted.

“I’ll be fine if I tell you, the rest is just fur.”

“Then?” Su Qianan was puzzled.

Xia Chu ignored him, got up and opened the door, shouting to the outside.

With a “whoosh” sound, a black shadow fell, standing in front of Xia Chu and knelt down to salute.

“There is no need to kneel and worship in the future.” Xia Chu helped him up and instructed.

Bian Ding raised his hand to bow, and said yes.

“You two fight, I appreciate it.” Xia Chu pointed at Su Qian’an who was still stunned inside.

The two looked at each other without saying much, and entered the hospital one after the other.

After the two sides bowed, they each showed their weapons. Su Qianan drew out the sword, and Bing Ding drew out the sword.

“Till now.” Xia Chu took the steps and sat down, reminding.

When the two heard the words, they silently retracted their weapons. Pull up the stance, ready to fight.

Su Qianan took the lead and rose into the air. The right hand is charged, and the fist is raised towards the side. At the same time as he fixed his body in a flash, he quickly kicked out a kick. Su Qian’an forcibly rolled over in the air, barely dodging the blow.

Su Qianan was panting, refusing to show weakness. He bullied himself up again, raised his left hand, and swept the back of his hand across his neck. Bian Ding didn’t dodge, he stretched out his right arm to block, and punched Su Qianan’s stomach with his left fist. Su Qianan stretched out her right hand to catch it, but Bian Ding turned over to hold her wrists and pulled it forward. Dropped, uh, dog eats shit.

Xia Chu couldn’t bear to close his eyes. Although he is not good at martial arts, he still understands. From the first move, the outcome is already decided. The following moves are all side-order guidance.

He knew Su Qianan’s level of martial arts, but he didn’t know Bian Ding. In my last life, I only knew that Bian Ding was unfathomable, but in the end, it was Bian Ding that he harmed and fell into Xiao Yanjun’s game, and he would definitely die.

At this moment, Xia Chu looked at Bian Ding in high spirits. I thought to myself, such a master. In his last life, Xiao Yanjun had to pay a small price in order to kill him. In this life, should he finally let Bian Ding stab Xiao Yanjun with a sword?

In the center of the yard, the sound of Su Qian’an’s landing could be heard from time to time. Xia Chu looked at Su Qian’an’s whole body, but there was still a bit of ruthlessness in his eyes. Unable to continue watching him get beaten in a fancy way, he stopped Bian Ding.

Bian Ding suddenly withdrew his hand and helped Su Qianan up. Ask Xia Chu: “Young master, do you still have orders.”

“No more.” Xia Chu gave him a thumbs up.

Bian Ding said expressionlessly and retreated, and the “whoosh” sound disappeared again.

Xia Chu looked at the dark night and silently retracted his thumb. Shi smiled and said: “There are still some things that have to be washed away, and the posture of hiding deep and famous.”

Su Qianan snorted twice, Xia Chu hurriedly turned around and helped him into the room to sit down, then went back to his room to get a medicine box and came over to give him medicine.

Su Qianan bared her teeth in pain, but didn’t even scream.

Xia Chu checked and found that they were all skin injuries, so he comforted: “It’s okay, just rub some medicine and it will be fine in two days.”

Su Qianan nodded sullenly.

“He’s the number one guard in the Hou Mansion, and it’s not ashamed to lose to him.”

Su Qianan was in a better mood after hearing this, but after thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong. Asked: “So, the young master wants to see me get beaten?”

Xia Chu’s hand on the medicine paused and smiled awkwardly. As he continued to apply the medicine, he said in a serious manner: “You can progress faster by learning from masters. Look at this world, a person with high martial arts is not beaten out by others.”

After hearing this, Su Qianan nodded frequently, feeling that it was very reasonable, so she asked, “Then when I’m healed, ask him to come out and fight me.”

Xia Chu’s hands trembled again, thought for a moment and said, “No need, after this battle. You need to carefully consider where you lost in order to make sense.”

Su Qian’an felt extremely right, and said, “Then just wait for me, and I’ll fight when I figure it out!”

Xia Chu threw the ointment on the table and pinched between his eyebrows. After taking a deep breath, he said, “I’m a little tired. You should rest after taking the medicine.”

Su Qianan trembled and was about to stand up to see him off, but was pressed down by Xia Chu, so she had to watch Xia Chu leave…

Xia Chu went back to the house and slept for a while by drinking and went back to sleep. Until I was woken up by firecrackers in the morning, I could still hear the hustle and bustle of people outside.

Xia Chu called Mo Xiang in to ask what was going on outside.

“Master, this is the second day of the first year of the new year. Everyone just made a sacrifice to the God of Wealth and came back with ingots.” Mo Xiang bowed and replied.

“Borrow… Yuanbao?” Xia Chu tilted his head and looked at Mo Xiang in surprise.

“Yuanbao is made of paper. Every time a certain amount of money is spent, one or two pairs of Yuanbao will be exchanged in the temple. It is not called ‘buy’ but ‘borrowed’. When it returns, it is offered to the stove, and it is decorated with colorful paper made of various colors. Take the auspicious omen of the year.” Mo Xiang explained in detail when seeing the beginning of Xia Xia puzzled.

Xia Chu nodded, indicating that he knew.

Mo Xiang asked him if he needed to wash up, and Xia Chu asked her to prepare.

At the beginning of Xia, when he finished dressing, he went to find Hou Ye.

Hou Ye was flipping through the invitations in the study, and when he saw him coming, he pointed to the piles of invitations in another case and said to him, “Now, you have more invitations than me.”

Xia Chu pouted and said, “Except for the Ninth Princess and the Seventh Highness, others will not pick up.”

Hou Ye rolled his eyes and asked Xia Chu, “Have you made it clear to the nine princesses? Yesterday, I heard from the emperor that Concubine Qi is going to see you.”

Xia Chu originally thought that he would not be able to stay in the capital for long, but now it seems that he has to make it clear before leaving.

“I was looking for an opportunity to clarify before I was about to leave.”

Hou Ye nodded.

Seeing that he was still flipping through the post, Xia Chu asked, “Is there anyone I want to see father?”

The Hou Ye said with a look of contempt, “It’s all the people in the officialdom who admire each other, I don’t want to see each other.”

Xia Chu heard the words and laughed out loud, and agreed: “Then it won’t be there.”

The Hou Ye took out a letter of greeting and said, “Now that you have chosen His Highness the Seventh Highness, Master Xu, the servant of the Ministry of Household, still wants to meet him.”

“when?”

“Let’s have dinner today.” Hou Ye waved his pen, replied to the post, and asked someone to send it out.

Xia Chu read some books in the study, accompanies Lord Hou for lunch at noon, and went to the Suyuan in the afternoon.

When the time was approaching, Mo Xiang came to pass a message, saying that Xu Wenlan, the son of the minister of household affairs, came to visit. Xia Chu asked Mo Xiang to reply “I’m sorry”, so she stayed in the Suyuan and did not go out. It was not until Lord Hai Shixu left that Xia Chu went out of the Suyuan to look for Lord Hou.

Hou Ye drank some wine, his face was ruddy, and his expression was more blurred than before.

Xia Chu instructed the maid to cook a bowl of sober soup, and walked up to Lord Hou and said angrily, “Why didn’t you stop Xu Wenlan when he came, and asked him to find me.”

Hou Ye looked at Xia Chu and said with a smile: “Master Xu has a good character, and it is very rare for him to be an official. The son he taught will not be too bad. I think Xu Wenlan is also a talented person. It’s okay…”

After Xia Chu supported his forehead, he pinched his brows, suppressed his emotions and said warmly, “My father, don’t worry about it.”

The Hou Ye was a little displeased when he heard it, thinking that Xu Wenlan is really good, how would you know if he didn’t see you.

Xia Chu looked at Hou Ye and frowned, then walked behind him and put his arms around his neck, put his head on his back and said coquettishly, “I don’t have the heart to think about this now, and I want to accompany you for many, many years. “

Hou Ye’s heart melted, he clapped his hand and said, “It’s all good, it’s all up to you.”

The maid outside the house knocked on the door and delivered the hangover soup, Xia Chu walked over to pick it up and served it to his father.

Hou Ye said with a bitter face, “I didn’t drink much.”

Xia Chu refused to follow, and sent another one forward.

Hou Ye was helpless, took it over and took a drink.

Xia Chu smiled, took the empty bowl and put it aside. He accompanies Lord Hou to talk again, and when he sees that he is tired, he sends him back to rest.

When Xia Chu retired, Hou Ye asked him to rest earlier, saying that he would take him to worship tomorrow.

Xia Chu couldn’t bear to brush his will, so he backed away.

Xia Chu didn’t know at the time, because of this sentence. From the third to the ninth day, he was dragged by Hou Ye to various places to perform sacrifices.

It is to invite God, to welcome Buddha, and what absurd Jade Emperor’s birthday is.

Every day, he has no idea who he is, where he is, and what he is doing.

It wasn’t until the afternoon of the ninth day that he returned to the mansion, and Lord Hou told him that this humiliating sacrifice was finally over.

He exhaled a long breath, finally relieved.

When he returned to the house, he threw himself into the quilt and couldn’t sleep.

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Borrowing ingots comes from the records in “A Brief History of the Old Capital”.