Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law

In a small courtyard at the back of the Yi family.

A girl is swinging.

The girl is in her prime, wearing a light cyan long skirt with a waist and a white fox fur. She has her eyes and tail combed, her skin is as creamy as warm jade, her eyes are bright and lively, her eyebrows are trimmed and her nose is slender.

At the moment when the swing was swinging, pear dimples appeared on the oval-like face, and the bright eyes and white teeth were fresh and pleasant.

This girl's name is Yi Shiyan, nicknamed Xiaolu, and she is Yi Qianchi's daughter.

Because she is an only daughter and has been smart since she was a child, she is very popular with Yi Qianchi.

"Dad, swing higher."

A girl in a boudoir is still a lady, never leaving the door or stepping outside the door. Yi Shiyan has never seen the dangers of the world, but still retains the innocence of a child, and the smile she shows can heal people's hearts.

As the swing swings, the ribbons tied to the twin ponytails continue to float.

"I'm going to fly."

Yi Shiyan let go of the swing rope, opened his arms, and laughed like a silver bell.

Standing next to the swing, Yi Qianchi was always paying attention to prevent Yi Shiyan from falling, and said: "Little deer, stay steady, don't fall."

"Don't worry, Dad, it won't happen."

Before he finished speaking, when the swing reached its highest point, Yi Shiyi's butt left the swing and flew directly out without holding on to the rope.

Yi Qianchi was startled, and when he was about to catch it, Yi Shiyan reached back and grabbed the rope of the swing the moment he flew out, then jumped down and landed steadily.

"Little deer, you."

"Hehe, Dad, you must have been teased by me." Yi Shiyan ran up to Yi Qianchi, hugged his arm, and swayed gently.

Seeing his daughter's cute appearance, Yi Qianchi couldn't get angry any more. He raised his hand and rubbed Yi Shiyan's head: "You, just be ridiculous."

After saying that, he sighed. The more his daughter behaved like this, and the fact that he was childless, the more he didn't want to marry his daughter off.

But when it comes to recruiting a son-in-law, the local nobles, scholars with integrity, and scholars with status are not willing to do so. After all, marrying into a wife is a shameful thing.

He doesn't like it, but he doesn't like it. He doesn't have to be a rich family or a warrior, but he must have an innocent family background, and at least he must have a poor family.

After all, if he, the legitimate daughter of the Yi family, recruits a son-in-law with no ability and low status, she will be ridiculed by other nobles and lose her status as a noble.

For this reason, he also had enough headaches for his daughter's marriage.

At this moment, a maid walked through the arched door, ran into the small courtyard, and whispered in Yi Qianchi's ear.

"What?" Yi Qianchi raised his eyebrows and shouted: "You are so bold and unruly that you even dare to touch your own people. You know the identity of that unruly person."

"Master, I heard the news from the Yamen that the man seems to be named Chen Mo, who is from Fuze Village. He gathered deserters outside the city to rebel." The maid whispered.

"what is it call?"

Yi Qianchi was shocked.

"Sir, it's Chen Mo." The maid repeated.

"Chen Mo, he is from Fuze Village." Yi Qianchi's expression was slightly dull.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Yi Shiyan opened his big eyes and looked at Yi Qianchi in confusion.

Yi Qianchi patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiaolu, luckily you escaped. Dad almost pushed you into the fire pit."

Hearing this, Yi Shiyan became even more confused.

…

In the yard in front of a loft somewhere.

The sound of the piano is lingering and the melody is melodious.

Under the peach blossom tree, there is a cloth mat, and a woman in white is sitting on the ground, holding a pipa, and her fingers as long as the tips of new bamboo shoots after the rain are constantly plucking the strings.

In front of him, a woman in black was dancing with a sword. The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful, and combined with her superb swordsmanship, the whole sword dance looked not only full of beauty, but also filled with an explosion of power.

The two women cooperated very well, as if they were one person accomplishing two things at the same time.

Not long after, a guard appeared in the sight of the two women.

The sound of the pipa suddenly stopped.

The sword dance also stopped.

Xia Zhining wiped the sweat from her forehead, sheathed her sword and stood up, frowning slightly: "Liu Weiwei, what's wrong?"

The man who was replaced as Guard Liu bowed his hands respectfully to the two women: "Eldest Miss, Second Miss, something happened. There is a rebellion outside. Now Pingting County can only enter and not leave."

"What?" Xia Zhiqing's face was the first to be shocked, and she said in surprise: "The Heavenly Master Army is calling?"

"No, according to the news from the Yamen, it seems that the group of deserters who went to Fengxian City rebelled and killed the two hundred garrison troops who left the city in the morning. Even Peng Baotou was killed by the leader named Chen Mo. Already?" Liu Huwei said.

"Young man?" Xia Zhining interjected. She knew that the local police chief was an eighth-level warrior. How could he be killed by a young man?

"Liu Huwei, are you sure you are a young man?"

Liu Huowei nodded: "According to the news from the Yamen, this is the case, and the boy is only seventeen years old."

"At the age of seventeen, he killed an eighth-level warrior..." Xia Zhining raised her eyebrows. It is not that there were no seventeen-year-old people in the Song Dynasty who killed eighth-level warriors, and there were even more talented ones, but those people were all from princes, nobles, How can a big family like this in this small Pingting County have such a person?

Xia Zhining expressed doubts.

…

The sun sets and dusk falls.

Fuze Village.

In the village, a group of aunts were putting away the armor that had been washed and dried.

Suddenly, there was the sound of horse hoofbeats, and a tall maroon horse passed by them and stopped outside the Chen family courtyard. Han Anniang walked out of the house.

Chen Mo was in a good mood at the moment. It took him half an afternoon to finally learn to ride a horse. Although he was not very skilled yet, some basic operations were no longer a problem.

The reason why he was able to learn it so quickly was due to his own cultivation and ability to tame the horse under his crotch very well.

The only thing that made Chen Mo a little regretful was that.

These two horses are not the war horses on the battlefield, nor are they even elite horses. They are the most ordinary horses.

The horse was tied in the yard and the other was given to the patrol, so that the people on guard could come back and report the news as quickly as possible.

Seeing that his sister-in-law didn't look very happy, Chen Mo asked, "Sister-in-law, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, Min'er's father fell into the water and drowned. Fusheng's mother found him in the river," Han An'iang said.

"Oh, really, is the person buried?"

Chen Mo asked calmly, he knew best how Liu Shu died.

"The people in the village helped bury it," Han Anniang said.

Chen Mo nodded: "Where is Min'er?"

"I'm in the house. I'm tired from crying and just went to bed." Han Anniang said.

"Well, when Min'er wakes up, you can comfort her." Chen Mo's expression was calm, without even a trace of fluctuation in his eyes, and he immediately said: "Sister-in-law, follow me into the house. I have something to tell you."

ps: There are still two chapters left, waiting for me to code them.