The next morning.

The ear room of the west wing of Mozhu Garden.

This is the residence of Qingwen and other maids. Logically speaking, Qingwen should be placed in the east wing of the room where Jia Yun lives, so that she can serve Jia Yun easily. However, Jia Yun placed her in the west wing, and there was nothing she could do.

Perhaps because she was worried about Jia Yun's attitude, Qingwen was half asleep and half awake all night. It was still dark, that is, at the beginning of the morning, when she faintly heard movement outside the house, and she woke up in an instant.

Qingwen's heart moved, she put on a coat and sat up. She shivered due to the cold morning, but gritted her teeth and got out of bed.

Gently opening the door curtain, I saw Jia Yun, dressed in mid-length clothes, jogging around the yard, breathing hot air from his mouth.

After Jia Yun heard the noise, he glanced over and saw Qingwen standing at the door wearing a coat, looking surprised. Jia Yun didn't say much and started jogging on his own, asking as he ran:

"Did I disturb you?"

Qingwen did not respond, but said softly: "Uncle, it's cold, why are you wearing so little? I will bring you a coat."

Saying that, Qingwen wanted to go back to her room to put on her clothes.

Jia Yun stopped him and said, "No need. Your body will get hot after a while. It's still early. You should go get some sleep. It's not time for you to do things yet."

Qingwen shook her head and replied: "I won't sleep anymore, I can't sleep."

Jia Yun chuckled and said casually: "It's up to you. Go back and put on some clothes. Don't catch a cold."

Qingwen also felt the chill, so she responded and went back to the house to add some clothes.

After Qingwen finished putting on her clothes and came out, Jia Yun also finished jogging and put one leg on the rockery, slowly pressing down on it.

Qingwen couldn't understand these behaviors and didn't ask any questions. She just thought they were martial arts training methods for martial arts practitioners.

Jia Yun looked at Qingwen, who was looking at him, and said with a smile: "I told you to go back and take a nap a long time ago. If you don't listen, don't think I'm a harsh person. As long as you work well, you don't have to worry about anything."

Qingwen did not comment and replied: "The slave is meant to serve the master. How can the slave be still asleep when the master gets up? If the master says that the slave is cheating and cheating, wouldn't it be an unjust death?"

The corners of Jia Yun's mouth raised slightly, and he did not feel Qingwen's harsh tone. Instead, he joked: "It's really rare for someone as stubborn as you to know your duty as a slave."

Qingwen frowned immediately, looked at Jia Yun, gritted her teeth and said, "How do you know that this slave is so stubborn?"

Jia Yun said with a smile: "First you shamed me, and then you got into trouble with that woman. Don't you have such a stubborn temper?"

Qingwen blushed with embarrassment when she heard this, and defended herself: "The uncle wanted Sister Yuanyang, but I just said a few words, but I couldn't show my face. As for the one from Wang Baoshan's family, it's clear that the old lady is uneasy and well-meaning, no wonder!"

Jia Yunmeng Lang and Wang Baoshan's family were all at fault for their uneasy good intentions, and Qingwen should have scorned her, but she forgot the most fundamental thing, that is, Qingwen was just a maid, and it was not her turn to comment.

Jia Yun didn't care. If Qingwen wasn't so brave and fearless, she wouldn't be Qingwen either. Hehehe, Jia Yun changed the subject and asked, "Who else is there in the family?"

Qingwen replied: "My parents in my hometown have long since forgotten me. I only have one uncle and brother who specializes in butchering and are living in poverty outside."

Jia Yun vaguely knew that she had an uncle and brother in her previous life, but it seemed that he was a different person, so he asked, "Did he sell you to the Lai family?"

Qingwen sighed and said: "It's not easy for him, he can't make much money, and he's good at wine... But now he's better. Last year, I begged the old lady, and the Lai family bought him into the house to work and live.

"

She was really a silly girl who was still saying good things to others after being betrayed. Jia Yun then smiled and said, "You are actually kind-hearted."

Hearing what Jia Yun said, Qingwen curled her lips and said: "No matter how kind-hearted I am, I am not as kind as the uncle. If the uncle didn't care, I would not get the good things I have."

Jia Yun was surprised and said: "Since you know you won't get good, you still don't restrain yourself. You really don't know how to live or die."

Qingwen curled her lips and said calmly: "This slave has such a temper, I just need to be more considerate."

Jia Yun shook his head when he heard this. Qingwen's temper was really too great. How could he ask his master to be more tolerant? Even Jia Yun, a master with a deviant heart, was very tolerant. How could she, a maid, be like this?

However, if you think about it carefully, it is reasonable. Qingwen's behavior seems so arrogant that even her master Jia Yun dares to offend her. In fact, it is not the case. Qingwen is a maid trained by Jia's mother, and her backer is the Lai family in the mansion. Someone

Support your back.

Although Jia Yun was the master, he was not taken seriously, and he was transferred from the eldest branch of Ningguo Gongfu to the side branch, and his status was reduced a lot. Qingwen was placed next to Jia Yun, which was really a devolution, and she was quite arrogant.

normal.

Jia Yun was not annoyed by this, but rather admired Qingwen's temperament.

It's not that Jia Yun has a masochistic tendency, it's that Qingwen's convenience suits Jia Yun's taste.

Although the contact was short, Jia Yun had a certain understanding of Qingwen. She had a big temper, but that was only on the premise that the other party made mistakes. She usually did her job well.

For example, Qingwen had nothing to do with Wang Baoshan's family, but she still angrily criticized Wang Baoshan's family. Isn't this a sign of fulfilling her duties and protecting Jia Yun's dignity?

There is also Qingwen's sharp tongue. Whatever Jia Yun says to her, she will always choke you. It doesn't make Jia Yun boring. It can be regarded as a fun way to pass the time when you have free time...

"Okay, whether you take it or not depends on how you behave in the future. Now go take out the baggage and prepare a hundred taels of silver. I will use it when I go out later."

Qingwen raised her eyebrows when she heard this, turned around and walked towards the house, muttering: "Why do you need so much money?"

Jia Yun did not respond to Qingwen's complaint. He stretched his muscles and practiced a set of boxing and kicks in the courtyard. After a while, he broke out in a thin sweat. Then he returned to the house and picked up a towel to wipe his hair.

After sweating a lot, he put on his corset, had breakfast, then took the baggage handed over by Qingwen and went out.

The saddle and bridle shop inside the west city is the largest horse market in Kyoto. It is said that with money, you can buy all kinds of good horses.

The purpose of Jia Yun's coming here is to buy a good horse.

In fact, the Duke's government built its family with military honors. Even if the military equipment has been neglected for decades, there are still many good horses in the stables. Even if there is no need to ride, even the carriage needs good horses, right?

However, the stables in the Duke's Mansion are almost all Hequ horses.

The Hequ horse is large in size, very strong, with well-developed neck muscles and a huge load capacity. It is suitable for pulling things with a horse-drawn carriage. This type of horse-drawn carriage is both suitable and powerful. Unfortunately, it is not suitable for Jia Yun. He does not need this

Waiting for the horses.

As soon as they arrived at the horse market, Ma Yazi saw Jia Yun dressed in rich clothes, and they thought it was a hereditary master from some family. Many Ma Yazi swarmed up to grab the business.

Jia Yun didn't bother to pay attention to them, so he randomly chose a tall and thin northerner and bought a Mongolian horse from him for thirty taels.

Mongolian horses are short in stature and unattractive in appearance. However, Mongolian horses have not lost their majestic nature in the windy, snowy and rainy steppes. They have large heads, short necks, strong bodies, broad chests, long manes, thick skin and thick hair, and can reach the border.

Han can kick the head of a wild wolf with his hoof. The most important thing is that the tamed Mongolian horse is neither frightened nor deceived on the battlefield, and is extremely brave.

At the same time, compared with other horse breeds, Mongolian horses have the advantage of running long distances, are hardy, are not afraid of cold, and can adapt to harsh natural conditions.

Not to mention other things, most of the horses used by the cavalry of the Qian Dynasty were Mongolian horses.

Jia Yun bought suitable reins, saddles, whips, and bows and arrows, and arrived at Yinshi in no time.

It's winter, and it's freezing cold.

But Jia Yun had already spent four years in the even colder border, and the slight cold was not a big concern. He was not in a hurry to return home, so he took his bow and arrows with him, got on his horse, clamped the horse's belly, and with a "cheer" sound, rode away. Went toward the outside of the city.

The cold wind blew and chilled into the bones, but Jia Yun's heart felt comfortable.

Riding his horse galloping all the way to the river outside the city, Jia Yun dismounted, took his bow and arrow and let the horse go find water and grass by itself.

Picking up the bow and setting up an arrow, Jia Yun tested his strength and found that he was pretty good at it.

This bow is a two-for-one-stone bow. The so-called one-for-one bow is a strong bow with a full bow strength of about 144 kilograms. This is Jia Yun's greatest ability.

Among the border officers and soldiers, those who can pull two stones with one stone are considered very good, and usually only with one stone or so.

A strong bow that can pull two stones apart must actually be an elite that can only be chosen from a thousand miles apart.

What's more, the two stone bows are already the ultimate in bow power, and the higher ones are actually crossbows instead of bows.

Jia Yun used to use a stone to make a strong bow, but he came to the capital to "recuperate" and naturally had to practice more frequently.

Jia Yun tried to pull it, but it was the same as before, but it was still a bit difficult.

In the end, it's because he has a weak foundation, he has only been working hard for four years, his body is not strong enough, and his arms are not strong enough.

However, Jia Yun found that he was more advantageous than before, and it was not in vain for him to work hard every day.

Jia Yun bent his bow and nocked an arrow, drew the bow fully, aimed at the big tree in front of him, and shot out the arrow with great difficulty.

"Whoosh..." The feather arrows made a roaring sound in the air, and two of the ten arrows hit...

Jia Yun is not discouraged. This is just practice. Don’t be too critical about your accuracy. The most important thing is to get used to the power of killing two strong bows with one stone. Once you are familiar with it, you can mount your horse and shoot. If you get bumpy, your accuracy will be even more compromised. It takes practice.

He raised his bow and set an arrow again, and with a "whoosh" sound, ten arrows flew away this time, and three arrows hit the target.

Ten arrows were shot again, and three more arrows hit the target!

After three rounds of arrows passed by, Jia Yun's arms ached, so he stepped forward to pick up the arrows and took a moment to relax.
Chapter completed!