Became a vicious male mother

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chapter263

As soon as everyone left, Gu Xinglan in the courtyard went straight to ask someone questions.

He first sought out Li Changqing.

Li Changqing was sunbathing outside when he suddenly felt his eyelids darken. He raised one eye.

"I'd like to ask you about the Li family's rules."

As the saying goes, one cannot hit a smiling face. Gu Xinglan smiled in an official manner, but the bright sun behind him made his face gleam with a cold light.

The person sunbathing opened his eyes to see who it was, then closed them again, but the man surnamed Gu remained standing beside him.

The desire to ignore it recedes further and further away like a fishing boat heading out to sea, but a faint fragrance always drifts in from around me, seeps into my lungs, and grows deeper and deeper over time.

"rule?"

Li Changqing sat up, supporting himself with his right hand on the armrest, and yawned, saying, "That's simple. Get up at five in the morning, pay respects at six, practice Tai Chi from six to seven, have breakfast at seven, and start work at nine..."

Gu Xinglan held a small notebook and wrote thoughtfully, nodding as she wrote.

But after nine o'clock, Li Changqing suddenly stopped talking and just stood there looking at him.

He was only halfway through taking notes.

Li Changqing's gaze was direct and clear, impossible for him to ignore, and soon he heard:

"What is your relationship with Li Taihe?"

Li Changqing had already stood up, leaping up like a bamboo shoot, his hands in his pockets, his eyes cold and indifferent, speaking in a flat tone as if asking some unimportant question.

"The relationship between employers and employees." Gu Xinglan answered immediately.

Clearly, this answer did not satisfy the other party, and Li Changqing frowned.

"If you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. I have limited time. Ask someone else for the rest." With that, Li Changqing turned and left.

He was only halfway through taking notes when he had to run forward with his notebook and pen.

"Brother Li, please have mercy! You've gone all the way to the end, how can you give up halfway?"

The tone was gradual and progressive, and it made a lot of sense.

Li Changqing kept a straight face and glanced at Gu Xinglan.

"Here's what we'll do: you go down the road from the back door all the way up the mountain. There's a plant called Astragalus there, and it's about time to harvest it. You can help me harvest it, and if you need any help in the future, just let me know."

The usually cold-faced Li Changqing smiled, and his sinister aura suddenly materialized.

Gu Xinglan, holding the pen, also laughed, "I'll go ask other people."

The wind blew past the two of them, and Li Changqing turned his head away indifferently.

Whether he lives or dies is none of his business.

This place is so big that it's entirely possible for someone to accidentally drown, fall down the steps and become paralyzed, or be crushed to death by a bird's nest in a tree.

"I advise you to stay away from the main faction; they are not good people."

Gu Xinglan heard these words as she was leaving.

Li Taihe is also a member of the main faction. If the main faction is not a good person, then why does Li Changqing listen to Li Taihe and pretend to be polite?

He looked over strangely.

There was no one behind me, only leaves falling haphazardly in the wind.

Li Changqing refused to tell the whole story, so Gu Xinglan approached Li Jianbai.

Li Jianbai was one of the few people in this old house who could speak up for him.

"Are you looking for Third Master?"

The passing servants were incredulous upon hearing this and took two steps back.

"Young man, I'm new here and I'm lost. I have something important to discuss with Third Master. Just point me in the right direction." Gu Xinglan lowered his voice.

Her voice was as gentle as a breeze, inexplicably making one want to trust her. The maid touched her ear, feeling uneasy, and said, "Perfect, just take these things over there and put them there. The location is..."

A location that's easy to get lost in.

Gu Xinglan walked past five pavilions, over three artificial hills, and up several steps. Sweat poured down his forehead, and he couldn't help but pant.

The Li Jianbai he had seen that morning was indeed frail, his skin as pale as paper, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Is such a long journey suitable for a patient to walk?

With questions swirling in my mind, I walked into that large courtyard, but suddenly the words wouldn't come out...

Mountain, Astragalus.

The locations and tasks that Li Changqing had sent him to all matched up perfectly.

The lush green branches of the astragalus plant are covered with small yellow flowers, and when planted in large patches, they look more like rapeseed flowers.

The place is unusually large, and it grows more than one kind of medicinal herb, including licorice, codonopsis, bupleurum, saposhnikovia, anemarrhena, and polygala. Most of these herbs have small flower buds, some yellow, some purple, and some red.

When the wind blows, the air is filled with the scent of herbs.

No, it also tastes bitter.

Gu Xinglan walked across the stone path to the door and knocked twice.

This door, on the contrary, is a modern double oak door.

No one answered. He was still holding the bag in his hand, which the maid had asked him to bring over.

The door wasn't locked, so Gu Xinglan opened it and went into the courtyard.

The courtyard was very large; looking into the distance, even the houses in the distance were somewhat blurry until the gaze returned and caught sight of something.

Gu Xinglan gasped in surprise.

There are even shooting targets here...

Besides the targets, there was a long table, and on the table, a piece of iron was reflecting the sunlight, which was somewhat dazzling.

He stared straight ahead, his legs trembling slightly.

What else could a reflective object be but a gun?

There were some holes in the distant target that let in light; you didn't even need to look to know what caused them.

I knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered, and I didn't hear any coughing.

Gu Xinglan, who should have put down her bag and left, inexplicably looked at the long table again.

There are trees and grass everywhere, and ivy is hanging on the walls. The ivy has made the walls a little crooked, but it hasn't been fixed. There are also watering cans on the ground. It's obvious that the owner of this yard did this on purpose.

Gu Xinglan approached the flowers and plants, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the gun on the table.

The gun is very new.

He had an urge to make him hold the gun, load it, and pull the trigger, so he could have a good time.

The urge to seek thrills wouldn't go away, and Gu Xinglan felt like she was bewitched and had something wrong with her mind, which was why she had this idea.

But as I was thinking about it, my hand had already touched the M9.

Just touch it, don't play...

Gu Xinglan swallowed hard, feeling like she was about to roar out loud.

"You want to fight?"

The sound came from the gate of the courtyard, which startled him greatly. He quickly hid the things behind his back.

The man coughed several times, saying between coughs, "That's not a real gun, just a replica."

"Molds...molds are good."

Gu Xinglan chuckled awkwardly, feeling guilty. But when her gaze fell on the newcomer, she didn't back down. Instead, she looked apologetically at Li Jianbai, who was coughing incessantly.

"I came to find you and wanted to ask what rules the Li family has to follow. I met a servant here on the way and he asked me to bring it over."

"Okay, thank you." Li Jianbai smiled gently.

The bag contained medicine, and the writing on it was from an unknown country, which he couldn't understand. He took out a notebook and pretended to listen attentively.

The voice that reached my ears was very gentle...

During the Li family's Si Shi (9-11 AM), the younger generation should begin learning or handling affairs according to their respective identities and responsibilities. During this time, unless there are special circumstances, everyone must remain quiet.

Lunch is at 11:00 AM, followed by a midday nap at 12:00 PM, and then waking up at 1:00 PM, the hottest time of day when the younger generation begins their work.

Upon hearing that labor included farming, Gu Xinglan suddenly remembered why Li Changqing had asked him to come and collect astragalus.

At 3 PM, the younger generation would engage in physical exercise, such as archery and horseback riding, and learn relevant etiquette and norms.

Seeing that Li Jianbai was tired, Gu Xinglan quickly made tea and poured it for him. She then moved the teacup over and noticed that Li Jianbai had started coughing.

This cough was much worse than before, and small patches of blood slowly appeared on the tissue he was covering. Gu Xinglan panicked and kept changing the tissue and rubbing the back of the tissue.

The warmth of the palms on his back was a completely different feeling from the ice-cold feeling on Li Jianbai's body. From top to bottom, the coughing person finally slowly stopped.

A tickling sensation in his throat made Li Jianbai want to cough.

Seeing Gu Xinglan's worried expression and the twinkling light in her eyes, Li Jianbai turned his head away slightly.