It's approaching midnight.

The lights went down and the excitement dispersed.

The ladies in the attic took their respective maids and servants and said goodbye.

Several of the women had dull faces and did not say hello to the others. They left with depressed expressions like cocks that had been defeated in a fight.

Come with good fortune and return with bad luck.

I wanted to use the reason of my adopted son-in-law to kill Song Hoozi's majesty, but I didn't expect that he would counterattack him.

I was so depressed that I vomited blood!

"Qingwan, it's all your fault. Why are you here to join in the fun? Wouldn't it be better to chat with Weimo in the room?"

"It's just that your aunt and we finally got the chance to frustrate her, but you ruined it all."

After leaving the house, several people started scolding each other in the carriage.

Su Qingwan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Aunt, Aunt Zhang, you and Aunt Song have been friends for so many years, why bother going back and forth all day long."

Her aunt rolled her eyes at her: "You came here late and didn't see how arrogant your Aunt Song was. She pointed at your aunt's face and said that your aunt has wrinkles and bad skin..."

The woman opposite said angrily: "She also laughed at your Aunt Zhang for having given birth to a child and having sagging breasts. She also stood up to show me her pair of big cows. This is too much!"

The corners of Su Qingwan's mouth twitched and she didn't dare to speak anymore. She looked down at the two pieces of rice paper in her hand. The tall figure reflected in the window appeared in her mind, as well as the beautiful face she finally saw when she turned around at the door, with a complicated look on her face.

He murmured in a low voice: "What a pity..."

"Qingwan, did you really see with your own eyes that these two poems were written by the young man who got married?"

my aunt suddenly asked.

Su Qingwan nodded, her heart was filled with ups and downs, but she said nothing.

"Hey, if it is true, Song Ruyue and the Qin Mansion have really found a treasure. With that kid's talent, in the future, it may not only be as simple as high school examination, but it is even possible to win Jinshi and the top three.

"

"Oh, their hereditary title in the Qin Mansion is in decline now. If it comes back to life with a son-in-law, then we in Mocheng will have fun watching it."

"Yes, the most exciting thing at that time will probably be those guys in Chengguo Mansion who look down on others. I think my intestines will turn green with regret."

"but……"

The voices of the two ladies suddenly dropped.

"Do you think the eldest lady of the Qin family is really a fool? Since she came back, she has never seen anyone else. She must have been stimulated by something outside. That kid is talented and ambitious. Will he have a balance in his heart?"

"Forget it, don't talk about it. Think about it, Ruyue is quite pitiful. One daughter has been kidnapped for so many years, and the other daughter has been sick since childhood. It is said that she has not long left, hey..."

"No more, no more. Qingwan, don't spread the word about what happened tonight. That kid is probably hiding his talents and biding his time in the Qin family. If you spread his talent and reputation, the Chengguo Mansion will probably cause some trouble."

"Aunt, I know. I told Aunt Chen and the others just now. You can tell them again tomorrow."

"It's okay. People may not take it seriously if it is spread. After all, he is just a son-in-law who has never made a difference. And now that our country worships martial arts, Chengguo Mansion may not care."

Several people talked all the way and gradually disappeared on the dark street.

In the Qin Mansion.

The servants and servants were busy picking up lanterns and other garbage scattered on the ground.

After Song Ruyue saw off the guests, she immediately hurried to her second daughter's place, surrounded by a group of maids and women.

When they were about to arrive, Mei'er, the personal maid, couldn't help but ask: "Madam, do you still want me to go and tell my uncle?"

Song Ruyue was worried about her daughter's condition, and was stunned when she heard this: "What did you say?"

Meier looked at her carefully and said: "When Madam was in the attic just now, she asked my slave to tell my uncle that starting from tomorrow, he will go to Madam's garden to plant flowers..."

Song Ruyue's eyebrows twitched, she rolled her eyes, stared at him and said, "You talk too much, I'll cut off your tongue!"

Meier hurriedly lowered her head to admit her mistake and did not dare to mention it again.

Song Ruyue's face changed for a while, and Fang Leng snorted: "Go and tell him to study hard for me in the house, so that he can take the exam to gain fame and earn face for my Qin family. If you fail the exam,

, he’s so good-looking! Huh!”

"Yes, slave girl, go right away."

Meier accepted the order and left in a hurry.

After she walked far away, Song Ruyue secretly felt proud in her heart: That brat really has some skills. It seems that our Qin family has really picked up a treasure. I just hope that this treasure will not run away again. I

You have to keep an eye on Jianjia...

In the house, the lights flickered.

Luo Qingzhou was in high spirits, still sitting at his desk reading a book.

Xiaodie quietly opened the door and looked at him several times, not daring to disturb him, and then quietly stepped back.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Luo Qingzhou frowned, who came again? It couldn't be the mother-in-law who was coming to teach him a lesson overnight, right?

Xiaodie hurriedly ran to open the door.

Mei'er was standing outside the door. When she saw her opening the door, she rushed directly into the small courtyard. She looked at the light in the window and said, "Xiaodie, my uncle is not asleep yet? Madam asked me to come and give him a few words."

Xiaodie didn't dare to stop him and quickly followed in.

After Luo Qingzhou heard this, he stood up and opened the window and looked outside.

After Meier saw him, she stopped and said: "Uncle, my wife asked me to tell you that you must study hard at home from now on, so that you can take the exam to gain fame and earn some face for our Qin family. If you fail the exam,

Madam will want you to look good! Huh!"

I don't know if the last "hum" was hummed by herself for the power of her words, or whether she hummed it specially with the wife.

Luo Qingzhou: "That's it?"

Meier nodded, turned around and was about to leave. After a moment of hesitation, she turned back and said with a sweet smile: "Uncle, Madam is very honorable tonight. It's all thanks to you."

After saying that, he smiled at Xiaodie next to him and left in a hurry.

Luo Qingzhou closed the window and continued reading.

the next day.

Listen to the rain in the garden on a moonlit night.

In the secluded bamboo forest in the northwest corner, the sound of wind and thunder sounded faintly again.

Although he is very interested in the matter of the soul, Luo Qingzhou has no clue until now, so there is no need to continue to waste time. The most important thing is to seize the time to practice and enhance his physical strength.

Since the inky black liquid can increase mental power, he just needs to take it on time.

Wait until your mental strength reaches a certain level and then see the reaction.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The punches were thrown one after another, from slow to fast, the force became heavier and heavier, the sound became louder and the power became stronger and stronger.

Dead leaves were flying all around, and green bamboos were swaying and rustling.

Sweat quickly broke out on the naked upper body, and the once loose skin and muscles were already tight and strong. With every punch, the skin and flesh trembled, as if they were bursting out from infinite power.

"boom!"

He punched the tree next to him.

The thick tree trunk with no longer bark suddenly cracked and dented, and at the same time, the white wood inside instantly turned black.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned around again, punched back, and sent out a wave of heat in the air, with a "boom" sound, like thunder.

The green bamboos in front made a rustling sound, shaking off the leaves.

Didn't go back for lunch at noon.

For a whole day, he sweated profusely in the bamboo forest practicing this Thunder Fist. The more he practiced, the more energetic he became. The more he practiced, the louder the sound became, like rolling thunder falling from the sky.

Fortunately, no one comes here during the day.

Once you devote yourself to cultivation, time flies by.

In a blink of an eye, the one-month period for getting married has arrived, and you can go out of the city to worship your mother.

After eight or nine days of hard training, his Thunder Fist became more proficient and its power became more astonishing.

At the same time, he felt that the flesh all over his body became stronger and tougher.

Under the skin, the muscles are hot, occasionally sore, and beating constantly, drawing energy from the whole body on their own. It's obviously time to refine the meat.

With the help of the ink-colored liquid, his mental power has now increased by two points, reaching 13.

The whole person's physique and spirit have made a qualitative leap.

This night, the moon and stars were sparse.

Luo Qingzhou took Xiaodie to a corner of the lake for a bath.

He brought a stone and showed it to Xiaodie, then he raised his fist and hit the stone in his hand.
To be continued...