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Chapter 82

Although Ling gave birth to the next son, although it was not as happy as when she was having the eldest son, Ling was also happy to have another son.

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Zhao Yong had just been promoted to the post, and Ling had a second son again. It was really a happy event. Even Mrs. Ling couldn't help but say so sadly, "My sister's family is really lucky."

Old Mrs. Ling is old, and now the Zhao family is well-off now, so she no longer needs her mother-in-law to help her confinement. Mrs. Ling is also planning to introduce her nurse to Ling. Ling smiled, "I have grown breasts from Changqing and the others. When I get this young, I don't have to hire a nurse. Our family is not that kind of family style." After hard life, even if Zhao Yong is promoted, Ling is a little fluent in his heart, but he is still very frugal in his life. Nothing else, the money Zhao Yong had to manage Song Qianhu when he was promoted was not a small amount, and his family's foundation was over.

Mrs. Ling Er laughed, "Now my sister is also a sixth-rank official, so she still has to talk about the pomp."

Old Mrs. Ling hugged her grandson and looked at her again. The more she looked, the more she loved her, she said, "No matter how old the official is, she still needs to live a peaceful life. What is the point of talking about those false appearances! It is better for others to live a down-to-earth life."

Mrs. Ling Er had a mother-in-law choked and didn't say anything else.

Mrs. Ling smiled, "Look at Brother Yu'er's eyebrows and eyes, she looks like a sister."

Old Mrs. Ling smiled, "I will definitely be a handsome guy in the future."

Zhao Changning said truthfully, "It's so ugly. How come it looks like a mother?"

Everyone laughed when they heard his childish words and started talking about the child's appearance.

After all, Zhao Yong is already a hundred households. Zhao Changyu's full moon wine is quite lively. Many colleagues and relatives came. The patriarch also came to drink a glass of water and wine. The Zhang family's wife Zhao also brought her two daughters, Zhang Fengchu and Zhang Fengxiao. Due to the large number of people, the Zhao family spent two days to serve. One day, they were colleagues at the garrison office, and one day, they invited friends from familiar tribesmen to accompany them, which was refreshing.

When Zhao Changqing learned martial arts with Chu Yu, it was already August.

Chu Yu also made a teaching plan and said, "Girls, those who are not very good at learning guns and sticks, so I will teach you how to use swordsmanship."

Zhao Changqing said, "It's good to look ugly, but it's practical."

"Don't worry, my family has no fuss." Chu Yu took the sword to Zhao Changqing, and Zhao Changqing joked, "Is it Mo Ye? Or Gan Jiang?"

Chu Yu smiled, "I have never seen the treasure before, let alone you? This sword is also good, I will lend it to you."

Chu Yu half teaches Zhao Changqing, half show off, especially likes to see Zhao Changqing's little rustic bun, and he is full of praise. Even if he doesn't say it, Chu Yu knows that this is the meaning of worship. After Chu Yu played a set of swordsmanship, he asked with a smug look, "How much do you remember?"

Zhao Changqing drew his sword and pulled a sword flower. After thinking about it, he gestured three moves and two moves. He couldn't remember the rest. Chu Yu taught her again. Zhao Changqing's qualifications were not good, but it was not bad. She only learned five moves and practiced them several times repeatedly. Chu Yu said, "No heroic at all, it's soft, this is sword technique, not sword dance." He also taught her how to use her strength and how to move.

It was almost Mid-Autumn Festival, and Zhao Changqing had sweated out. While wiping the sweat with a veil, he said, "It's really hard to learn."

"It's not nonsense? If you learn the peerless martial arts that I have passed on from every family, what is the law of nature?" Chu Yu leaned over with a youthful face, "Come on, wipe Brother Chu."

Zhao Changqing opened his five fingers and pushed his big face away, smiling, "As young, I still acted like this, Aning doesn't want me to sweat him."

Chu Yu had no choice but to take out his handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and said, "Sister Qing, I am not a few years older than you, right?"

"Well, it's not big or big." Zhao Changqing laughed, "I will learn these first, and then I will continue to learn the later ones from you after I have mastered these tricks."

Chu Yu nodded, "You have to practice it every day, don't forget it then. When you learn this sword technique, I will teach you the sword technique."

"I will practice in the morning." Zhao Changqing asked strangely, "Don't those who use swords always use swords, but those who use swords always use swords?"

Chu Yu smiled, "Of course not. Have you never heard a saying that you are proficient in all kinds of martial arts?"

Zhao Changqing didn't believe it and said, "Where are people who are proficient in everything? It would be amazing to be able to understand it."

"There are some proficient, and there are also seventeen rough ones." Seeing that Zhao Changqing was tired, Chu Yu took her out to eat fruit. Zhao Changqing poured two cups of tea and divided Chu Yu one. Zhao Changqing asked curiously, "Brother Chu, what weapon do you use the most?"

"Sure, of course."

"Go and fool the ghost, I don't believe it." Zhao Changqing was not stupid, and Chu Yu could not teach her family's martial arts.

Chu Yu said again and again, "I tell you, you can't tell others."

"You go and inquire, my mouth is very tight." Zhao Changqing peeled the grapes and chuckled, "You don't pretend. You are from a general, so you naturally have the same martial arts admired. If you don't tell me, I will know it once I ask."

Chu Yu smiled, "Little girl, you can't always be so smart. You have to learn to be stupid. For example, now, you pull my sleeves and act coquettishly, 'Brother Chu, tell me, tell me,' I'll tell you long ago." Chu Yu's voice of imitating a girl's coquettish voice made Zhao Changqing laugh, Zhao Changqing laughed, "Tell me quickly!"

Chu Yu said, "The most famous one in my family is the long spear. I have the best marksmanship, but I have also learned some other martial arts. The swordsmanship you teach is not a fancy move. If you learn it and teach it to Changning, maybe he can become a general in the future."

Zhao Changqing laughed, "There are also Abai Lizi. Girls learn martial arts for a few times, and boys learn martial arts for a lot of money. My father's fists and feet were learned in the Wei Institute. Abai will definitely be in the imperial examination in the future. Unless Aning and Lizi have martial arts, they will also be in the Wei Institute. I will teach them after I learn it."

"Is Su Bai the son of your husband?" Su Bai is outstanding in appearance and far better than ordinary people. Even if Chu Yu didn't see him much, he remembered him and couldn't help but ask this question.

"Um."

Chu Yu said, "Seeing how he looks like he is seven or eight years old, haven't he entered school?"

"Where is a gentleman here, where else should I go to study?" Zhao Changqing said, "Don't underestimate Mr. Su, she has learned a lot. Ah Bai has already memorized the Four Books and Five Classics as if he has done his articles well, and he will not be the same as anyone who he has learned it."

Chu Yu said sincerely, "Your gentleman is a good friend." When he met Zhao Changqing, Zhao Changqing was still a local girl. He has been to the Zhao family. To be honest, the whole family is good, but he is a serious family. It is naturally not his ancestors to be able to grow up to be generous now.

"That's it." Zhao Changqing smiled and said to Chu Yu quietly, "In my heart, Mr. Su is the same as my mother." It was Mr. Su who taught her the principles and etiquette that allowed her to gradually broaden her horizons and no longer be impatient for the grievances of her previous life. It was because she could have what she is today because Mr. Su was careful to teach her.

Chu Yue and Liang Qing came back from hunting, and saw Chu Yu and Zhao Changqing laughing with tea and fruits on the side. Chu Yue laughed, "You are so comfortable." Of course, she herself was not happy to have electric lights and cannons disturb her date.

Zhao Changqing smiled and stood up to greet him, "What did Sister Chu hunt?"

"There are just some pheasants and rabbits on the left."

"It just so happened that I saw that chrysanthemums were planted in the village, and I cooked some chrysanthemum rabbit shreds at noon, and then stewed ones, and put some mushrooms. It was so fragrant." Zhao Changqing opened his mouth and came.

Chu Yue laughed, "I have to go and wash first. You can watch it and ask the kitchen to do it at noon."

Liang Qingyuan also went to change his clothes.

Zhao Changqing whispered to Chu Yu, "Is this accurate?"

Chu Yu smiled, "Guess?"

Zhao Changqing simply ignored him and instead thought about giving gifts to Chu Yue's wedding. After knowing each other for several years, his relationship has been very good. Even if Chu Yue is not getting married now, he has to start preparing.

Zhao Changqing went home at night and went to the old lady's house first. After coming out of the old lady's house, he went to Ling's house. Zhao Rong was talking with Ling and teasing Zhao Changyu.

"Sister is back." Seeing Zhao Changqing come in, Zhao Rong stood up and smiled. After years of getting along, they became more and more calm.

Zhao Changqing bowed to Ling with a slight head, and smiled, "It's so dark now."

Ling smiled, "I knew it was dark and I should have come back early."

"It's too late to go to the village outside the city with Sister Chu to play." Zhao Changqing went over to look at Zhao Changyu and said, "Mother, I'll go change my clothes first and then come over to talk."

Ling nodded, "Go."

Zhao Rong smiled, "Sister and Sister Chu have a good relationship."

"Yes, this is a fate." Ling touched his little daughter's soft hair, "You will have friends who will meet you in the future."

"Well, my sister's friends are much older than me, and I can't tell them the same place." Zhao Rong smiled obediently and said, "Mom, I'll go and see the medicine. Mr. Su said that the medicine will be ready before the meal."

Ling smiled, "Let the girls go, it's dark outside."

"It's not dark yet. I'll just go there for these two steps." Zhao Rong took Yihua to the kitchen to see the medicine.

When Zhao Changqing changed into homely clothes, Zhao Rong came in with her medicine. Zhao Changqing reached out to pick her up. Zhao Rong said, "Medicinal burn, sister, I'll do it."

Zhao Changqing gave up his seat and said, "Yihua picked her up. She is not as tall as a bench. Such hot medicine is not fun if it is sprinkled with hot medicine."

Ling was also worried and hurriedly said, "Yes. Yihua is the same. Why do you ask the girl to take care of it? You fall down and watch."

Yihua looked at Zhao Rong with a ugly look and said nothing. Zhao Rong steadily put the medicine on the table and smiled, "Yihua slipped yesterday, but she refused to keep it. There is a tray for this medicine, so it's okay. Mom, drink it while it's hot."

Zhao Changqing smelled it and asked, "Does my mother feel uncomfortable?" She remembered that Ling hadn't taken the soup yesterday.

"It's nothing, it's just that my waist is a little sore. I originally said it's okay, but Arong insisted that Mr. Su prescribe two prescriptions for me."

Zhao Changqing asked again, "What did Mr. Su say?"

Zhao Rong said, "Mr. Su said that it was mostly because he didn't take care of his mother during the confinement period, so he asked his mother to pay attention, especially when he couldn't catch a cold waist. He used a hot compress every night and then acupoint massage to help him get better after a year or two." As he said, Zhao Rong tilted her head and said to Ling in an innocent way, "Mom didn't look at her first. Mr. Su said that she would have to take care of her for one or two years before she could have a good health, and she was not delayed."

Zhao Changqing knew Zhao Rong's thoughts and still smiled, "I'll go and ask Mr. Su how to press it. I'll help my mother apply medicine."

Zhao Rong smiled, "Sister has to serve the old lady every night and have to distract herself from taking care of her mother. I'm too tired. I've asked her husband. Don't worry, sister, I can't do it well, I'll tell her."

Ling looked at her two sensible daughters with a smile and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips. Zhao Changqing smiled and said to Ling, "Mother, Arong is growing up." She didn't plan to compete with Zhao Rong for this job. She had to study with Mr. Su every day and go out to interact with friends from time to time. There was not much time. Zhao Rong mostly taught herself at home. If she wanted to act obediently in front of Ling, there was time and opportunity, but not something Zhao Changqing could stop her if she wanted to stop her.

"Yes." Ling smiled and hugged her little daughter in her arms, saying, "You go out all day long, Arong is always with me at home."

"It turns out to be sensible." Zhao Changqing praised again. If Zhao Rong understood, she would know that she had no other thoughts about Ling Teng. Live again and have a great time, why bother to indulge in the grievances of the previous life? She had already had a new life.

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