Chapter 34 The Bad Man and His Bad Friends
Early in the morning.
A little maid tiptoed to take down the big red bubble-like lantern on the door and blew out the candle inside.
Another little maid carefully approached the old lady's room with warm water.
The old lady was very particular about health preservation. She would not touch the cold in the morning, otherwise it would easily hurt her lungs.
She was also particular about breakfast. It didn't look rich, but it was well matched. All of them were longevity and health foods.
The combination of soft and hard meat and vegetables was very good.
As the door of the old lady's room was gently pushed open, the whole family woke up one after another.
Each of them had a servant to help them wash and dress.
Jiang Wan got up early, too. After getting up and washing up, she sat upright and copied a Buddhist scripture. She was very serious, sitting upright, holding the pen firmly, and writing every stroke with care.
Grandmother liked Buddhist scriptures.
She would copy a copy every day and send it to her.
Her room was very large, and there were many bottles and jars on the antique shelf, but the most outstanding thing was that she had a bookshelf with many books on it.
These books were truly rare.
Nowadays, most people outside are illiterate.
If you can read, you can be respectfully called a gentleman.
And for someone like her, who not only knows how to read, but also has so many books, it is not only a wealthy family, but also a family with a heritage to be able to do so.
In addition to the Buddhist scriptures, there were a few books on the table, which were placed casually and looked a bit old, and it was obvious that they were read often.
There are a few landscape paintings under the books, which are also some ordinary landscapes, but the angle of the scene is very good, and the interest is natural. There is also Wan'er's small seal on it.
Next to the bookshelf is another window, outside the window faces the small bridge and flowing water in the yard. Inside the window is a guqin, the hand rest of the guqin is shiny, and it is also the one that Jiang Wan often plays and practices.
The books on the bookshelf cover various categories, and there is also a shelf dedicated to chess records and chess books.
After Jiang Wan copied the Buddhist scriptures, she stood up and washed her hands with the help of the maid.
She took the hand towel handed over by the maid and thanked her politely.
The little maid blushed with embarrassment.
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Wu, the mistress of the family, also got up with a rosy face.
My husband got up earlier, he should have gone to the martial arts field to practice.
Although her life is not as luxurious as before, her jewelry is not up to date with the fashion of the season, and even in this remote little place, the people she associates with are people she would have looked down upon in the past.
But she is obviously living a good life.
Her husband loves her,
and their life is perfect. Although her husband is not as handsome as her second uncle, he is well-mannered, has both literary and military skills, and is a hundred times better than her second uncle, a skinny man.
Only after marriage do you realize what is the use of a man relying on his appearance.
Wu was in a good mood and told the maid: "Biluo, go to the yard and pick a new branch, put it on again, and be more energetic."
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There is a big tree in the martial arts training ground with lush branches and leaves. Under the tree.
A man in a dark blue training robe punches loudly and breathes in an orderly manner.
He is very strong.
Jiang Huaisheng is a rare outstanding talent in this era. He was born into a noble family and excelled in the six arts of a gentleman.
Even in this rural area, he did not give up studying and exercising, and he was very self-disciplined day after day.
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The most worrying person in the family is probably the young master Jiang Rong.
Jiang Rong was whipped twice by his father before, and he stayed up for two days on the pretext of recuperating.
He was worried that he would be whipped again if he stayed up longer. He had to go to school today, so he got up early. He
put on the new robe that his mother had someone make for him in a hurry.
He went to pay his respects to his grandmother first, and saw that his grandmother's expression was the same as usual, nothing different.
He thought to himself, could it be that Jiang Feng was fine? Although his grandmother drove that family out of the house, it seemed that if there was anything wrong with his family, his grandmother would be the first to know.
His sister was also the same as usual, old-fashioned and boring.
After Jiang Rong paid his respects, he quickly slipped away before his father came.
Today, the bodyguard Wu Liu did not come.
No one knew where he had gone.
Jiang Rong went out with two servants. On normal days, he did not feel anything when Wu Liu was around, but when he was not here, he inexplicably felt a little empty.
He must be worried that he would punish him.
Jiang Rong walked slowly towards the county school with the servants.
As a result, he saw a few playboys standing not far away, one of whom was Jiang Feng.
Jiang Feng seemed to be looking at him.
And Jiang Feng's eyes were inexplicably scary.
He could not help but feel a dull pain in his waist.
Jiang Rong took a step back in fear, but he felt very scared. What was there to be afraid of on the street?
He walked past Jiang Feng with his servant in a swagger.
Sure enough, Jiang Feng was not looking at him. He
was chatting with the playboy beside him with a smile on his face.
Jiang Feng smiled as he watched Young Master Jiang Rong and his servant walk past him.
The wound on his eye covered by his hair was itchy.
The young man beside him held a steamed bun in his hand and bumped his arm while swallowing it in big gulps: "Brother Feng, are you going to do it or not! Well, my eldest brother said that we should just go along to cheer and scare passers-by. We don't have to really fight. If we really fight, they will be there. We are more powerful than the others. When the time comes, they will eat the meat and we can drink the soup."
Jiang Rong heard it from a distance and couldn't help but spit in his heart.
Isn't it just robbery?
A dog will never change its nature.
He is a bad guy in nature, and he even makes such evil things sound justified.
He doesn't need to clean up, a playboy like Jiang Feng will kill himself sooner or later.
Jiang Rong quickened his pace. He felt that if he got closer to someone like Jiang Feng, he would lower his status. He didn't deserve the surname Jiang, and it was an insult to his surname.
Jiang Feng listened to the words of the young man beside him and asked slowly: "How many of us are there? How many people does big brother have? Who are you going to scare?"
The young man shook his head and swallowed the steamed bun in his throat with force, and said a little dazedly: "There are only these of us who play together, about seven or eight. Big brother said we should cheer them up. They have more people. The people we want to scare are a few rich young men who are out to play. They are rich, very rich, and they wear silk." "Brother
Feng, we're just waiting for your word whether you are going or not. We all believe you. If you go, we will all go with you." The other young man didn't have a steamed bun, but stared at the young man who was eating the steamed bun and swallowed several times.
Jiang Feng looked at the back of Jiang Rong in a satin robe, nodded and said, "Let's go and cheer for Big Brother. I must go."
"Let's go, let's go quickly. Big Brother said that if he has a bite of meat, we must have a bite of soup." The boy dragged Jiang Feng.
He couldn't drag him.
Jiang Feng patted his robe full of patches and said with a smile, "Let's go and drink soup."
Several boys walked with their arms around each other's shoulders...
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