The Earth Is My Dantian

　　 Because of Ye Wangye's return to the mansion, the whole Ye Mansion became busy, but the old lady who was serving Ye Sheng was considered dedicated, and delivered breakfast early in the morning.

　　 "Why is this breakfast so rich?" Ye Sheng asked with a frown at the breakfast.

　　 Compared with the porridge and steamed buns on weekdays, this breakfast is very luxurious. Beef, lobster, lamb, etc. are all available.

　　 The old mother said: "The old slave doesn't know. I went to get breakfast as usual this morning, but the people in the kitchen gave me this. They said that the twelve youngsters have been punished and need tonic. These big fish and meat are vital tonic."

　　 Ye Sheng thought with a face, and said, "Thank you guys in the kitchen for me."

　　 The old mother nodded silently, and then said to Ye Sheng: "Twelfth Young Master, eat it while it's hot. If these meats are cold, the effect will be greatly reduced."

　　 Ye Sheng nodded and said, "I will."

　　 This big fish and meat is very likely arranged by Ye Qing's mother and son. This old mother is theirs. What is the purpose of bringing such a rich food?

　　 "Give me the ointment first. When I come to the big fish and meat, it seems you want me to get better soon?" Ye Sheng thought a lot, but on the bright side, he started to eat and drink.

　　Beef, lamb, fish, and chicken all enter the abdomen, the five internal organs rotate, squeeze these, turn into energy, and circulate throughout the body.

　　 Ye Sheng is also a martial artist who is a great warrior. Although they are all elementary, they are not powerful, but there is no problem in simply carrying qi and blood.

　　 After a huge meal of meat, Ye Sheng groaned: "This amount is triple at noon."

　　Since Ye Qing's mother and son think about him so well, he won't disappoint. Flesh and flesh is also very helpful in recovering from the injury. With the ointment, it may not take seven days, but five days will be enough.

　　 The old mother looked at Ye Sheng in surprise. She didn't expect that the thin Ye Sheng could eat so much, three times as much, but she remembered the mistress's instructions and said, "Old slave knows."

　　 put away the plates Ye Sheng had finished eating, and the old mother turned and left.

　　 Ye Sheng saw her leaving back, stood up silently, and exercised slowly, trying to let the blood flow as much as possible to drive the whole body, especially the wound, to activate the blood and help the injury heal.

　　 During this exercise, until noon, the old mother brought a large plate of dishes, all of which were big meat, a few catties of beef, the same was true of mutton, fish, and chicken were enough for ordinary people to eat for three days.

　　 Ye Sheng said nothing, opened his mouth and stuffed everything into his stomach.

　　 The old mother looked a little surprised, and silently wrote down, but didn't say anything.

　　 After eating meat at this meal, Ye Sheng was too swollen. He continued to move, his abdomen became hot, and a stream of heat rolled all over the body.

　　 Ye Sheng kept carrying qi and blood, and even at night, the scars were already very firm.

　　 After this day, the ointment and meat tonic made Ye Sheng's injury three times healed, and this speed was too fast.

　　 But since this is the case, Ye Sheng still pretended to be inconvenient, his wound was very painful, and he didn't want people to find out.

　　At night, the old mother continued to bring food that was about noon, and Ye Sheng ate it, and then she left.

　　 is not going to the kitchen, but the mistress Hu Mei.

　　 "Mr. Twelve, I ate at least five catties of beef, three catties of mutton, 67 fish, and several chickens today." The old mother reported.

　　 Hu Mei sneered and said: "This **** may never have eaten so many delicious foods in his life. Now he is starting to eat Hesai."

　　 Ye Qing was lying on the bed, still unable to get off the ground. He hit a hundred army sticks, which was much more serious than Ye Sheng, and his body seemed not as strong as Ye Sheng's resilience, and he couldn't stand up until now.

　　 "Let him eat, I can still take out this thing from Ye Mansion." Ye Qing sneered.

　　 Hu Mei waved his hand: "Go down, and continue to give these to this **** tomorrow."

　　 The old mother nodded silently and turned around.

Seeing that there is no one, Ye Qing sneered: "The death row prisoners in the prison have to eat a good meal before they die, and to be a satiated ghost, this Ye Sheng is not a loss. These days, good food and drink are served. , Huangquan Road will not go hungry."

　　……

　　 The next day, it was another meal of Hesai. Ye Sheng went too far. He ordered twice the amount of yesterday and he ate it all.

　　 On this day, Ye Sheng not only walked, but also trot for a while, and began to practice three martial arts, rolling stone fist, falling leaves swordsmanship, wind stance, and his control was pretty good.

　　 In the evening, Ye Sheng's silent practice finally reached the peak of the day after tomorrow.

　　 One step short of breaking through the second heaven, this is also a surprise.

　　 But even so, Ye Sheng couldn't feel joy. The Ye Wang Mansion was too depressing. He didn't dare to practice martial arts at all. He could only carry qi and blood and refine his qi in the dead of night.

　　 "You must leave this cage." The more so, the stronger Ye Sheng's desire to leave, and he suddenly calculated this day.

　　 "There are still five days to be July 15, the ghost festival in folklore, I can go out to worship my mother, the old lady agreed." Ye Sheng's eyes were happy.

　　His mother was buried in Xishan, a huge mountain on the west side of Xianyang, the capital of the Great Qin Kingdom. On the west mountain, there are many temples, including Hanshan Temple.

　　 "But these five days, I still need to keep a low profile." Ye Sheng is very vigilant, and now that Prince Ye is still in the house, once he shows his feet, the consequences will be disastrous.

　　 "I will go to the library tomorrow and pretend to study hard." Ye Sheng thought.

　　 He said that he should study hard, no matter what, he should do it.

　　 It was another early morning. After Ye Sheng had a big meal, his whole body became hot and the wound was itchy. It was slowly healing~www.ltnovel.com~ He held it back and limped towards the library.

　　 Many people on the way saw Ye Sheng with weird eyes. They all knew that Ye Sheng had been fined with fifty army sticks and limped while walking. Why did they come out?

　　 But when everyone saw Ye Sheng stepping into the library, many people suddenly realized that they were going to study.

　　 Of course, some people sneered, thinking that Ye Sheng was pretending to be pretentious.

Ye Sheng ignored these rumors. He deliberately limped along the way and was seen by others for the purpose of letting them talk. As long as someone talks about it, people in the whole house will soon know that Ye Sheng dragged his body. Going to study, I wonder if this can dispel Ye Wangye's idea and let him leave the house?

　　 Ye Sheng will give it a try, no matter if it is possible or not.

　　 Ye Mansion’s library of books is very large, similar to Ye Sheng’s previous life library. All kinds of books are neatly arranged, and all kinds of ancient books, allusions, and records of literati and guest can be found here.

　　 There were very few people in the library, and there were only a few people. When Ye Sheng came in, there was a hint of surprise in these people's eyes.

　　 "Twelve Cousin, you are already injured, why are you still here?" At this moment, a soft voice sounded, and a young girl wearing a red dress, beautiful as a fairy, asked in surprise.

　　 Ye Sheng raised his eyes and said, "Cousin Linghua, I am boring to be alone, no one speaks, so I will come over to read a book and talk to the ancients."

　　 The girl in red is Ye Sheng’s cousin, the daughter of the old lady’s niece, and her parents died young.

Linghuanai is her nickname. Ye Sheng really doesn't know what her name is Ye Sheng, because he and this cousin have no more than ten sentences, and there is no intersection on weekdays, so after a simple conversation, he nodded slightly and Ye Sheng was alone. Go to read ancient books.