Song Qingyuan, Song Qingmo, and Tian Ju glanced at each other, and they were all stunned.

Hongling: This is ...... Refused!

The corners of Song Qingyuan's mouth twitched, and he seemed to be a little unable to get off the stage.

In the past few days, she and Song Qingmo have been greeting Yang Yunqing, while Hongling has followed by her step by step.

Not much, no requirements, and no moths.

Song Qingyuan thought that this person was just colder, who would have thought that he would refuse her on such a simple request!

"You're so daring!"

Tian Ju stood up and accused, "Since you are the guard hired by the girl, you have to listen to the girl's words, how can you be such a subordinate to the master's family." ”

Tian Ju's parents are both slaves, she has seen a lot and has a lot of contact, but she has never seen such a proud subordinate.

"Humph!" Song Qingmo snorted coldly on the side.

Song Qingmo and Tian Ju stood together and glared angrily at Hongling.

In contrast, among the three, Song Qingyuan can be regarded as calm.

I saw her take a step forward and ask calmly, "You really don't want to teach?" ”

That time, Hongling did even more absolutely, and she didn't say anything, she just threw her head over, too lazy to respond, which showed her disdain more than verbal refusal.

"Whew!" Song Qingyuan took a deep breath.

"Let's leave, our Song family doesn't need a guard like you."

"I am ......"

"It doesn't matter who sent you." Song Qingyuan interrupted.

"The important thing is that you eat my Song family, drink my Song family, live in my Song family, and now you don't listen to my orders, I can't afford to use such a person."

"Okay, don't send it!" Song Qingyuan stretched out his hand and pointed to the gate of the Song family.

Hongling "......"

The development of things was completely unexpected by her.

She waited for the secret guard in the north of the town, put down her body, and came to protect a small peasant girl from the eighth grade, but she even had to face the end of being driven away.

All of a sudden, Hongling was messy!

After thinking for a while, he said, "I was ordered by my master to protect Song Nongnu, and I will not leave without the master's order." ”

Speaking of this, Hongling frowned, as if she was thinking of the problems of eating, drinking, and living.

He continued, "From today on, I will not eat the Song family, nor will I drink the Song family, let alone live in the Song family." ”

Hongling glanced at it with a squint, so that this Song peasant girl had no reason to instruct her.

It's so easy to think!

Song Qingyuan smiled, "Trespassing on the house and violating the laws of the Great Qi, leave the Song family immediately, otherwise I will go to the government to report to the official." ”

Newspaper, report?

The corners of Hongling's mouth twitched, and her indifferent, disdainful, and high-minded expression suddenly cracked, and she was dignified...... was reported to the police for disposal.

She is the secret guard of Zhenbei Hou, Xiao Jingduo is her master, and she was sent by her master to protect Song Qingyuan, and she was unwilling.

But it's the master's order, and as a secret guard, he must obey it to the death.

As the saying goes, the prime minister's door is a seven-rank official, and the person waiting in the north of the town, this little peasant girl should be given the most basic respect even if she doesn't hold it.

Unexpectedly, this person really regarded her as a subordinate and instructed her at will, and he even had to report to the official to arrest her at this time.

Anger ignited from her heart, and Hongling's hands crunched and creaked.

Looking at the face that was close at hand and seemed to be light and breezy, he couldn't punch it over, and wanted to leave again, and completely return to his master, but ......

After some entanglement, Hongling finally let go of his hand, gritted his teeth and compromised, "Isn't it just teaching martial arts, I'll teach!" ”

"Song Nongnu, don't regret it." Hongling took a deep look.

Song Qingyuan suddenly felt that his back was cold, and he seemed to have a bad premonition.

I saw Hongling turn his back and say seriously, "People who practice martial arts pay the most attention to basic skills, so the first item today is, Zama step!" ”

After a stick of incense.

Song Qingyuan's legs began to tremble, and the sweat had already flooded, staining his clothes.

At this time, beads of sweat dripped down to his eyes, and Song Qingyuan subconsciously raised his hand to wipe it.

I only heard a scolding voice coming, "Don't move, keep your posture." ”

Hong Ling glanced at it, "Those who practice martial arts are the most persistent, and those who do not have great perseverance will not succeed, and it is still too late for Song Nongnu to regret it." ”

"Okay, don't learn anymore!" Song Qingyuan got up, made a decision immediately, and directly picked the son.

Hongling "......"

Seeing Song Qingyuan's movements, Song Qingmo and Tian Ju also stood up at the same time, and the three of them took basins and fetched water, washing the sweat on their faces.

Song Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at it, Hongling wanted to embarrass her and let her retreat.

But she just wants to learn self-defense with both hands, and she is not a righteous martial arts practice, and she can't treat herself so badly.

Looking at the three people who were tired and sweating, Hongling pursed her lips disdainfully.

Just now, Song Qingyuan also threatened to let her teach martial arts, she thought that this Song peasant girl could hold on for a few days, but she knew the kung fu of a pillar of incense, so she retreated.

Sure enough, these self-righteous young ladies can't endure any hardship.

Hongling hugged her arms, leaned on the side, and looked at her for a long time, noticing her gaze, Song Qingmo turned her head and glared fiercely.

Then, he whispered in Song Qingyuan's ear, "Yuan'er, I think she deliberately embarrassed us." ”

Song Qingyuan raised her head, not necessarily deliberately, but there must be a meaning to see her jokes in it.

If you really want to practice martial arts and lay a foundation, the first item must be Zamabu, and Hongling seems to be right to do this.

It's just that they are not young anymore, and it is not very useful to lay a foundation, and the "crash course" is what she wants.

Just like what Master Jiang in the martial arts training field is teaching now, teaching some simple fist and foot kung fu is enough for self-preservation, and he doesn't expect them to become martial arts masters.

Song Qingyuan turned his head and took a look, the guard given by Lord Xiao seemed to take her very seriously!

What should I do?

Want to go back?

Without waiting for Song Qingyuan to come up with the result, Song Qingmo called Tian Ju and gave instructions in his ear.

When it was time for dinner, everyone in the Song family had dinner in the hall, and the people of the Song family were next to the kitchen, separated from a room dedicated to their meals.

The Song family is not harsh on their subordinates, and even because the Song family has their own vegetables, noodles, fish, chicken, meat, etc. to eat.

And the food of the subordinates is also two points stronger than that of other people, and at this time, the table is also a meat match.

After Hongling entered, without saying a word, he sat down in the corner where he often sits, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks.

Just as he was about to start, he was stopped by Tian Ju and stretched out his hand to point, "Yours is over there." ”

Hongling looked in the direction of her fingers, and saw a crooked small square table, with a little break in the legs, which looked crumbling.

It's the same with the stool, a four-legged stool, which is about to become a three-legged stool.

Hongling had no doubt that as long as she sat on it, the stool would definitely be finished.

"That's your meal." Tian Ju emphasized.

Hongling raised her head, and her indifferent eyes glanced at Tian Ju.

Just when Tian Ju thought that this was going to beat her, Hongling withdrew her gaze and walked quietly towards the dilapidated table.