Chapter 62 She really is the true bloodline of the General's Mansion
Could it be that you regret selling that blueprint for fifty taels, thinking it was too expensive?
The blacksmith then smiled and said, "Young master, our master still wants your blueprints. Do you have any other weapon designs? If so, our master will be happy to pay for them."
Li Qing paused for a moment.
Unexpectedly, they expressed their intention to cooperate first. Did they really only care about the dagger design she had drawn before?
That dagger did indeed save her life from Li Kechuan's clutches.
It's a useful tool.
Li Qingluo: "Thank you for appreciating my humble skills, sir. If you don't mind, I'll have someone bring the blueprints over in three days so you can take a look. How about that?"
The blacksmith was naturally overjoyed.
The two agreed on a time, and Li Qingluo took a scabbard from the shop and left.
The blacksmith immediately turned around and went back inside.
In the corner, even though it was still August, the room was as hot as a steamer.
Besides the stove still burning brightly, the black figure was wrapped up like a dumpling, with only half of its pale, bloodless face showing.
The blacksmith walked over, clasped his hands in greeting, and reported, "Young master, that gentleman has just arrived. I told him that I wanted her new design, and she agreed to come back in three days."
The figure coughed violently for a moment, and after catching his breath, asked, "Did you have someone follow him?"
Blacksmith: "Sent. Young Master wants to know who he is?"
The shadowy figure said, "He hasn't come back for so long. Either he's truly not greedy, or he's caught in a bind. Or perhaps he simply doesn't have anything of real value to offer me. Let's see in three days. I hope he won't disappoint me."
After Li Qingluo, Que'er, and Deng Mama met at Fu Man Lou, the three of them did not wander around anymore and quickly returned to the General's Mansion together.
Three days later.
Li Qingluo originally planned to go to the blacksmith shop again in person, but Qu Shi suddenly came to find her. Li Qingluo could only call Que'er over, and then tell Que'er the name and location of the blacksmith shop, and handed her a small box.
"Just say that it was delivered by Young Master Li as agreed, and the shopkeeper will know."
Inside the box were five designs that Li Qingluo had selected.
But in fact, she had several more powerful weapon designs in her possession.
She just wanted to keep a copy for herself first, and there were still many things that needed to be improved in the design.
Li Qingluo also discovered that she might have some talent in weapon design.
So, while still at the Red Maple Pavilion, he asked Madam Pei for a few books on weaponry.
The more she looked through the pages, the more agile her mind became.
Now that he has been following Master Shen He, he has come into contact with quite a few real weapons. Every time Li Qingluo holds one in his hand, more ideas can't help but pop into his mind.
For example, could this knife be made as soft as possible and hidden in a belt?
For example, how can one conceal a flying arrow in the cuff for easy firing?
And this knife, can it be split in two, and then put back together as one?
Whenever such an idea pops into Li Qingluo's head, she returns to her room and quickly sketches it down.
However, almost no one knows about this.
Que'er took the box and went out.
After Que'er left, Li Qingluo went to the Red Maple Pavilion to see Madam Qu.
Now, even when Madam Qu comes to Red Maple Pavilion, she doesn't dare to come in directly, after all, Old Madam Pei gave her a strict order.
"Mother, what brings you here?"
Li Qinglu bowed slightly but made no attempt to invite Madam Qu into the courtyard.
A hint of embarrassment flashed across Madam Qu's face as she thought to herself: "She's been far too cold towards me. Before, I would cook her some nourishing medicinal dishes and occasionally send her pastries to Chun Zai Tang. Now that her grandmother is backing her up, she's really starting to disregard her own mother more and more!"
I heard that she sends things to Jingci Hall every day, either food and drinks or things she makes herself.
Suppressing her dissatisfaction and a hint of bitterness, Madam Qu said, "Luo'er, your brother... if you have some free time, could you come with me to visit him?"
Li Qingluo: "?"
What's wrong with her?
Doesn't she know that the person her now crippled eldest son dislikes the most and least wants to see is Li Qingluo?
Perhaps it was because Li Qingluo's mocking gaze was too obvious, Qu Shi also felt a little uneasy.
"This... it's because of that day when you went to see him. Although I don't know exactly what you said to him, he has indeed been much more obedient these past few days."
"Your brother is now willing to take his medicine and has had his dressings applied and changed. It's just that he sometimes stares gloomily out the door, lost in thought, but that look in his eyes is really frightening..."
Li Qingluo: If he wants to die, I would be more than happy to do so.
“Mother. My teacher is still waiting for me in the courtyard to finish my studies, so I won’t see you off.”
Her refusal was quite clear.
Without waiting for Madam Qu to say anything more, he turned around and went into the courtyard.
Shen He, who was just getting ready to go home: ...
Qu watched Li Qingluo leave with a sense of loss, and soon heard the sounds of martial arts performances coming from the inner courtyard.
Curious, Qu asked Qingyi, "Wasn't she supposed to be doing her homework? Why does it sound so noisy in the yard?"
Qingyi: "Madam, the second young lady is practicing martial arts."
Madam Qu: "What!? You mean... Luo'er is not only studying, but also practicing martial arts!?"
Qingyi: "Yes, Madam. Don't you know? I thought you did. Everyone in the General's Mansion is saying that the Second Miss is indeed of the General's bloodline, she even likes to play with swords and knives, she's a tiger daughter of a military family!"
Qu:……
How could she not know?!
She truly hadn't heard a thing!
No, perhaps Qingyi and the others had said it to her, but she never cared before!
Even upon hearing her name, Qu automatically shut her ears to everything about her, as if she had never heard of it before and never remembered it.
It turns out she was practicing martial arts!
"So, how is her training going?"
Qingyi: "This servant doesn't know either. Apart from hearing some noises, we servants can't find out anything about the Red Maple Pavilion."
"However, the second young lady seems to be very diligent. Except for the Mid-Autumn Festival, it seems that she has never stopped menstruating even during the days when she has her period."
Suddenly, Ms. Qu thought of her precious pearl.
When she was young, her husband had also thought about having her practice with a sword.
Even if the woman is from a military family, in their general's household, she should be like a tiger father and have no weak daughter; a military family should not have a weak woman.
But Pearl disliked the smell of rust and was even less willing to endure the hardships of martial arts training.
So, after only a quarter of an hour, she cried and gave up, and refused to go back to the martial arts training ground no matter what.
All three of them doted on her. Although her husband was down for a few days, he still loved Zhu'er. So, at Chuan'er's request, he let the matter drop.
now……
She and her husband's true bloodline were so diligent, practicing martial arts in that small courtyard by herself!
Indeed, the true bloodlines of generals' families are indeed different!
Qu left the Red Maple Pavilion with light steps. When she saw her husband returning from work that evening, she hesitated for a long time before finally telling him about it.
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