Infinite Replacement

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The bell of Xiaoshengxianzhuang was a little vague when it was heard from far away, or the person who woke up was afraid that he would not hear it.

He used to live in the neighborhood, and everyone knows that this bell signifies that Confucianism is about to start reading early.The so-called day is in the morning, and most of the Confucian disciples have time to study the writing.Only the shooting and imperial methods similar to the active body will be arranged in the afternoon.

Moreover, there is no such thing as the so-called scientific expedition. At this time, the Confucian disciples' learning is not as compact as that of later generations... things such as hard study in the cold window will not appear in this era.

Especially living in a fairyland-like place like Xiaoshengxianzhuang, even the food is delivered from the bottom of the mountain. It is really not too much to compare with the nobility.

Not far from Xiaoshengxianzhuang, there is a house.One of them is a courtyard. Unlike other families who often follow the life rhythm of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Zhong Jing has begun to work away from home...it is still when the smoke rises.

In a room on the second floor of the house looking towards the sea, Jingyu woke up from the state of cross-legged exercise.He did not practice his internal skills like this all night, but he would practice one hour in the morning.This is the end of cultivation, it is time to go downstairs to eat.

This kind of living habit, to a certain extent, also determines the start time of Jingyu's day...especially in the house of only four people.

Xue Nu and Qing Er should have one person who will stay asleep next to Xiao Zu at night, so as not to enter this new environment, she will be afraid to sleep alone.The other woman who slept with him, no matter who it was, would serve him when he got up to change his clothes and organize makeup...after that, she would take care of herself.If Qing'er is dressed, she will go to the kitchen to be busy; if she is Xue Nu, she will take Xiaoyu to practice dancing.

The building in the house has two floors. The first floor is almost a pass-through room, most of which is occupied by the central hall.When Jingyu went downstairs, he saw two dancing skirts, one big and one small, and they were spinning in a graceful dance posture.

There is no music here, purely rely on the sense of Xue Nu dance to grasp the rhythm.Compared to her, although Xiaozuo's movements are not bad, the fluency and expressiveness are a little weaker.However, for her eight-year-old age, Xue Nu has already praised her greatly.

Jingyu applauded for them, Xiao Xiao got up and ran over, "Brother, people can finally follow the sister Xue Xue completely." She said with some pride, her words were inevitably interrupted several times because she had not yet calmed down.

Jingyu took a clean white towel from the side table and wiped the sweat on his forehead for Xiaoyu.

"That's really great," he exclaimed generously.

Before Xiaoqiu followed Chilian to leave the hospital, he had learned the whole set of movements and was able to jump down on his own.However, it is still difficult for her to keep her up to the pace of Xue Nu.Unexpectedly, it was only half a month before she could do it.

Xue Nu came over, "I was also a little surprised, this child really worked hard." In her view, that was no longer able to be summed up. She glanced at Xiaoyu's eyes looking up at Jingyu...there was the simplest His happiness is only because of his praise.

"Hee hee, in a few days, people will show to her brother." She said so pink-faced and charmingly, and took Xue Nu's hand, "Sister, you take Xiao Zuo to change clothes. After eating, We also have to go to class with Grandpa Beard."

Xue Nu smiled and nodded her little nose, "That's a teacher, where is Grandpa Beard."

"Hey, hey... people feel that Grandpa is crying a little."

"I heard that the master is very strict. You are so careful of him and give you some punishment."

"Not really."

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Two people, one big and one small, have a sweet voice, a sweet Tibetan glutinous, and a crisp crisp, with different sounds but very nice.To be sure, these two are ghost spirits, and that naughty is indispensable.

Jingyu walked to the wooden platform on the side of the hall higher than the wooden floor, and there was a table on which some small dishes had been placed.Qing'er is still busy in the kitchen, where he can't get in, otherwise even Qing'er who has been listening to him will invite him out very sternly...Finally, after following him for so many years, she no longer panicked. That is where the servants can stay, and he, the young master, should not be treated like that.

Jingyu sat cross-legged and poured himself a glass of wine.Picking up the sterling silver chopsticks with beautiful anti-slip patterns, sandwiching a dish and sending it into the mouth... The scent that originally wandered only on the nose end finally entered the mouth and entered the abdomen after chewing.

Soon after, Qing'er brought up some dishes.About because it was morning, she made most of these dishes refreshing but not greasy, which increased people's appetite.

Xue Nu and Xiao Zuo who changed into men's clothes also came back. The table for four people started the formal breakfast...

On the mountain road of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, two people came face to face.One of them was a fat man with big waist and a round waist. The other followed his two steps, holding a food box in his hand... Seeing her slightly sideways, the food box obviously still has unclear weight.

"Ding dispensers, what's wrong with this?" Jingyu, who took Xiaozheng to Xunzi as he saw them, couldn't help but point to the food box and asked with a smile: "Are Confucians still dissatisfied with your cooking?"

"Hey, don't mention it." Ding Fatzi's expression with a lack of desire to speak, when he looked at Xiaoyu, he was stunned for a while. "Oh, I heard that Chu... cough, it's twins. It really looks like." He reacted in time and choked himself.

Jingyu smiled and did not answer, but instead glanced at the young man named Shi Lan, and said: "It would be more burdensome and inconvenient for her to mention going down the mountain like this. It would be better to deal with it nearby. "

"This..." Fatty Ding shrugged, "Shi Lan said she kept useful."

Jingyu also saw it... When she just said those two sentences, Shilan's hand holding the food container was clearly tightened.This made him interested. In the end, what did the girl in a man's costume do with some food that had been spilled on the ground?

"Dragon Master, I won't talk to you anymore. The Confucians are still waiting for me to do it for them again." Ding Fatzi said goodbye to leave, and muttered while walking in his mouth. Nothing else, just run up and down for this."

Jingyu will never stop him, and his attention is also on Shi Lan's body.However, the girl never glanced at him this time and did not know why.After Ding Fatzi and Shi Lan walked away, Xiaoyu took his hand and whispered:

"Brother, just now that sister has been looking at others, won't you see the disguise of others?"

Jingyu stayed for a while, "should... not?"

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