Xu Qing was sitting by the bed, holding Su Qian's bare hands and trimming her nails.
Chu Guo's nail clippers were far inferior to the ones he used in his previous life. They were made like mini scissors and were not very easy to use.
The martial arts master Su Shenqi has been raising a fetus for nearly nine months, and his skin has become more delicate. His whole body looks white and tender, and even his hands have become much more hydrated and delicate.
Su Qian's bare hands could never be used for the word catkin.
Catkins refer to the first-born leaf buds of plants, and are often used as a metaphor for a woman’s soft and white hands.
But my wife is a martial arts practitioner, and although her hands cannot be said to be rough, they are definitely not soft.
It looks quite white and tender, but you have to pull it to find out what it looks like.
Xu Qing was the one who took Su Qian's hand. Although it felt cool and comfortable to the touch, he felt some calluses from practicing martial arts for many years.
Now ten months pregnant, Su Baotou, who was a master of martial arts at the time, has never touched a sword or used martial arts again. His hands are becoming whiter and tenderer, and it feels really good to hold them in his hands.
Su Qian asked: "I heard that Su Clan has started recruiting disciples?"
Xu Qing nodded and said: "Yes, and admission is based on merit. Madam now has a thousand children under her command, including the leader of the martial arts league."
Su Qian smiled and said, "The sect here is to provide talents for the imperial military examination. I am just a name, so how can I really go there and give orders?"
"That's right." Xu Qing put down the nail clippers, held Su Qian's cold bare hands and said, "That's a sect funded by our family. Why can't we give orders with our own money? Wait until the child is born another day.
After we got down, I went over and walked around to see who dared not to listen to the leader."
When Su Qian heard this, she smiled and said, "Well, once the child is born, I will go to Sumen to have a look."
Xu Qing said: "When the child is born, I will accompany my wife there."
Su Qian said: "This is the first time to recruit disciples. There are so many people coming to sign up. I'm afraid there will be more and more people in the future. Is our venue enough?"
Xu Qing said: "Madam, don't worry. When Su Sect becomes big, we will open branches in Chu State and even the Central Plains. At that time, people in the martial arts world will not have to come to the capital to practice. They only need to choose the one closest to their hometown."
Just sign up once.”
Su Qian nodded when she heard this and said, "That's very good."
Xu Qing looked at the sky outside and said, "It's getting late now. Madam, please rest early."
Su Qian nodded, Xu Qing helped Su Qian lie down, and then Xu Qing gently covered Su Qian with the quilt and tucked the corners of the quilt, and kissed Su Qian's forehead gently before leaving.
…
After the recruitment of Su Clan's disciples was completed and the tuition fees were collected, military-style training began. Those who came to sign up were really well-paid. They didn't even blink when they heard about Su Clan's tuition fees.
one time.
So generous!
It was also because of the generosity of these students that Sumen successfully made its first pot of gold.
Xu Qing was very satisfied with the generosity of these students.
Look at the confused look in the eyes of the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue in the court. He even asked himself where the funds came from, because the Ministry of Revenue could not allocate the funds.
Do you really think Sumen is the Imperial Academy?
Do you have to put a lot of money into it every year?
When Xu Qing does business, he can only make profits and not lose money!
Thought entry to Sumen was free?
Originally, Xu Qing planned to hold an opening ceremony for the new students, but later he gave up the idea. The leader was raising a baby at home, so why should he hold an opening ceremony?
When Xu Qing walked into Xiao Ruxue's check-in room with a food box, Xiao Ruxue immediately stood up from behind the desk, walked excitedly to Xu Qing, handed the account book to Xu Qing and said: "Xu Qing, Xu Qing
, we made a lot of money!”
Xu Qing handed the food box to her and said: "You are a little money addict. You only think about making money all day long, and you don't even eat. Go and eat the porridge I cooked for you."
Xiao Ruxue took the food box and said happily: "I knew you wouldn't let me go hungry."
Xu Qing took the account book in Xiao Ruxue's hand and tapped her head gently: "I won't let you go hungry at any time, go and eat."
After sending Xiao Ruxue to eat, Xu Qing casually found a seat and flipped through the ledger.
Xiao Ruxue, the dignified Princess of Yongle, was born with a golden spoon in her mouth. She was given a good pregnancy but she worked so hard to make money and run the business so hard. What qualifications did Xu Qing have to not work hard?
Xu Qing decided to start working hard tomorrow!
Start working as hard as the little girl!
the next day
Xiao Ruxue stared blankly at Xu Qing, who was sitting next to her and trying to grab some porridge from her, feeling a little at a loss.
Why didn't Xu Qing eat when he came from home today?
Xiao Ruxue looked at the half bowl of porridge left in her bowl and pushed it towards Xu Qing: "If you are not full, I will give you mine too."
Xu Qing waved her hand and said: "No, my wife has a bad appetite today. I had a hard time feeding her, and then I came over in a hurry, so I didn't eat. I have enough to eat, so hurry up and eat."
…
Xu Qing, who worked hard to finish his meal, stretched himself. Did he forget that he seemed to have made some promise yesterday?
Forget it, never mind, let’s be lazy for a while.
On the martial arts field
Shi Yi, the shadow guard wearing black armor, is training the fifty people under his control to perform their duties diligently.
At this time, the cold winter had just passed, and the weather was definitely not warm, but the sweat on the foreheads of the fifty people in front of him was constantly flowing down, soaking the floor tiles of the martial arts arena. It was obvious that they had just undergone several arduous training sessions.
Shi Yuda said: "The next subject is to run five laps around the martial arts field. After five laps, you can adjust your breath and regain your strength."
"Ah...and..."
After a series of events, many disciples who had already exhausted their energy and struggled to even lift their feet sighed.
One of the disciples named Hong Yuan was really tired and couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and said: "Report to the instructor!"
Shi Yuda looked at Hong Yuan and asked, "What's the matter?"
Hong Yuandao: "I don't accept it!"
When Shi Yuda heard this, he looked at him with interest and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Hong Yuandao: "The disciple is not talented, but he is also from the Armored Sect. Even the sect leader thinks highly of the disciple. He came to join him because he admires the name of the alliance leader. However, since arriving here, the disciple has not practiced any real skills, but the instructor has
The disciples have been asked to practice the new body-building techniques of push-ups and obstacle races taught by the instructors, and they practice for several hours at a time. Could it be that Sumen only teaches us these and does not intend to teach us real skills at all?"