When Jia Lian returned home, he teased Qingwen a little and asked them to prepare bath water.

Lying in the long-lost large bathtub, Jia Lian was greatly satisfied physically and mentally. He couldn't help but enjoy the beautiful bathing service while thinking about the things he must do after returning home. thing.

The placement and care of the families of those who died or were seriously injured must be done well.

This is not only related to whether he can enjoy the title of marquis with peace of mind, but also related to whether the subsequent recruitment of personal soldiers can go smoothly.

From the rank of general to the rank of fifth rank. Because he can command the army, his guards can finally be legitimately called personal guards.

Personal guards are soldiers.

Although military pay and pensions are entirely borne by the family head, they can wield weapons and even some civilian-controlled standard weapons.

According to the system, a marquis can be equipped with one hundred soldiers.

Two hundred for the duke, five hundred for the county prince, and one thousand for the prince.

Although most of the nobles in the country are not worthy enough. After all, raising such soldiers is a huge expense in itself.

It is said that raising too many personal soldiers and making too much noise will easily attract the attention of the royal family.

Therefore, Jia Lian did not plan to equip a hundred soldiers.

But there must be at least fifty.

Although there are only fifty, it is really difficult to choose all the descendants from the Jia family and the generals and heirs left by previous generations of princes.

After all these years, the traditions of the Jia family have been largely lost. It was already rare to find more than 20 people that fit your liking.

Therefore, it is necessary to select some with good physical condition and retrain them to become Jia Lian's personal soldiers, who will follow him from birth to death in the future.

But so many of the guards who followed him out this time died, it will definitely make others hesitate.

Therefore, what he has to do now is to arouse the fighting spirit of the servants of the two houses and make them proud to be his personal guards.

Jia Lian already has an idea about this.

And Daiyu, now that she has spoken to Lin Ruhai, she cannot back down and must resolve the matter perfectly.

This also requires certain means and patience.

"Yeah~!!"

Jia Lian was so dazed that he almost fell asleep, when he suddenly heard an exclamation.

It turned out that it was Qingwen who wiped other parts of his bodyAfter washing, I was trying hard to bend down and pick up his legs, but I was shocked by a scar on his calf.

Facing the enemy in battle, the sword has no eyes. Although he was protected by many personal guards, Jia Lian was slightly injured.

"It's just a little scratch, it's not a problem." Jia Lian said.

But the two pretty eyes were filled with tears.

As people who have served Jia Lian all year round, they are probably more familiar with Jia Lian's body than Jia Lian himself.

No one cares more about Jia Lian’s body than them.

It’s just that such a scar was left on Er Ye’s perfect body, which robbed him of his slender beauty. The key is, how did Er Ye get this injury, and how dangerous was it at that time?

If he injures his muscles and bones, wouldn’t the second master be disabled?

"Second Master, please don't lead troops out again in the future."

Even Qingwen, a heartless maid, looked at this with tears in her eyes He held Jia Lian's hand and persuaded him.

Jia Lian smiled slightly and stretched out his hand. Xiang Ling next to her cooperated and lowered her head, allowing Jia Lian to stroke her little head smoothly.

"How can we gain wealth without leading troops? How can we support you two without wealth?"

"What are you talking about? We don't have much to eat... …

Moreover, you are already a Marquis, how can you not be able to support us."

Although Qingwen felt sorry for Jia Lian, her thinking was still so sharp.

Xiang Ling also said: "Qingwen and I can both work. From now on, we can support ourselves."

Xiang Ling is sometimes smart and sometimes naive.

She felt that with the skills she had learned over the years as female workers, especially those in Qingwen, it was not difficult to support themselves.

"Hahaha..."

Jia Lian laughed heartily, caressed the back of Xiangling's head lovingly, and then held her slender neck, feeling This girl is so cute.

At this time, Qingwen also realized that Jia Lian was teasing them, so she couldn't help but roll her eyes at Jia Lian, and then asked with concern: "Second Master, does it hurt?"

Although the wound shouldn't be serious, it looked two to three inches long, which was scary enough.

Jia Lian also lowered his head and looked at the thigh Qingwen was holding. After several months of healing, the scar was almost healed.

But in the face of Qiaobi’s concern, Jia Lian said: “It hurts a little.”

Qingwen looked distressed.

The clinker Jia Lian blinked again and said with a smile: "But if you give me a kiss, maybe it won't hurt."

"Huh?"

Qingwen was stunned for a moment, but under Jia Lian's care, she was no longer so naive. He immediately realized that this matter was not simple, maybe it was related to Feng Yue.

"Only a ghost will believe you."

Qingwen's face turned red and she immediately abandoned Jia Lian's long legs with sparse leg hair.

"Hey..."

Jia Lian's expression changed. Seeing this, Xiang Ling hurriedly went over to catch her. She gave Qingwen a very reproachful look, and then gently said He soothed Jia Lian's wounds, looking very concerned.

This made Qingwen's complexion change slightly, although she knew that Jia Lian would not blame her, because she had always been so delicate in front of Jia Lian.

She even asked Jia Lian if he would hate her, and Jia Lian said no.

Although Jia Lian may not have lied to her, he is afraid of comparison in everything.

At this time, she also hated that Xiangling, a stupid girl, just because she obeyed the second master without any bottom line, made the second master increasingly manipulate them and make excessive demands.

But Xiangling is so obedient and obedient. In comparison, shouldn’t she be dragged out and beaten to death?

If Qingwen knew a word called "internal volume", then she would definitely give Xiang Lingguan the title of "King of Internal Volume".

“Get out of the way.”

Qingwen pushed Xiangling away angrily. Seeing Xiangling looking at her dully, her face turned red and she said: "Turn around, don't look."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes at Jia Lian again, then hugged Jia Lian's thigh and stroked Jia Lian's wound with his small hands. When the feeling of distress reappeared in his heart, It seems that there is no such resistance.

After only a moment of hesitation, she lowered her head and gently licked Jia Lian's hand, telling herself that this was just to soothe the second master's wound.

Xiang Ling didn’t understand. It was just a lick. Why was Qingwen so shy?

When a kitten or puppy is injured, doesn’t the mother cat help lick the wound?

She didn’t think Jia Lian’s request was excessive. If Qingwen doesn't want to, she will do it.

As for Jia Lian, he just wanted to tease Qingwen. If she didn't like it, forget it.

At this time, I felt a numbness on my calves, which was actually a different feeling.

Seeing that Xiang Ling still looked so cute, he waved to her and got intimate with her.

They are all my treasures. I don’t know how many people have done this kind of thing to add interest, but today is just an ordinary day.

But I don’t know whether Qingwen was deliberately retaliating against him or something else. She left the scar after a while and deliberately made one of his legs wet and numb, which aroused his interest.

Take a closer look at the two girls beside him who are only wearing thin plain clothes and waiting for him to bathe. They are both of the highest quality in the world.

With a plain mouth like a cherry and a small waist like a willow, there is nothing that is not charming about it.

Jia Lian couldn't help but feel interested.

It has been several years, but it has not been accepted. How about taking advantage of this grand day to congratulate the two girls with red pills?

Thinking of this makes me very excited.

But just as he raised his hand, his wet arm came into contact with the air. The slight coldness made Jia Lian temporarily give up the urge to make trouble.

It’s cold in early spring, so it doesn’t matter if he is strong, but these two girls are delicate. If they get injured by the wind, he will feel distressed.

So he smiled and stopped Qingwen who was still making trouble on her thighs, wiped herself, simply put on her clothes and robe, took her two beautiful maids with her, and returned to the bedroom.

Then there were a few jokes and a few bursts of love, but it was not enough to talk to outsiders.