Happy Rain on a Spring Night (5)
The middle-aged man had silver hair draped over his shoulders, was about sixty years old, wore a blue and white robe, and had thick frowns on his face.
The old man took Xu Ning in. It had been three years, and the child didn't even go back to see him.
If he hadn't happened to meet the third brother yesterday, Xu Qiubai wouldn't have known that Xu Ning was married, and to a man he didn't like.
Tang Xixu was discussing matters with everyone in the Hall of Rebirth when a small minion rushed in and whispered something to him.
"What?!" The young man paced back and forth with anxious eyes.
Xu Ning's martial arts skills have already reached a high level. The person who can capture her must be of a higher martial arts level than her.
Tang Xixu thought of many people along the way, but couldn't think of any one.
The place where Xu Ning disappeared was just near the exit of Buhuo City. Only a light blue sword tassel was left at the scene, which was woven for her by Tang Xixu a few days ago.
There was a little dust on the exquisite sword tassel. Tang Xixu carefully wiped the tassel with his luxurious robe, and then put it back into the robe on his chest.
The sky was already quite bright. It had rained a little in the early morning, and the air was damp. The mountains and rivers were shrouded in mist, and the water was rippling.
Xu Ning felt dizzy, as if he had drunk water and was drowsy.
Xu Qiubai warmed up a pot of wine and pinched the charcoal fire in the stove several times before it went out.
"My friend, you have come from afar, why don't you have a drink?" Xu Qiubai presented a glass of plum wine without even raising his eyelids.
The visitor narrowed his eyes slightly and prepared to take it.
Xu Qiubai knocked over the cup and tied the young man's hands behind his back.
Tang Xixu raised his eyes and finally saw the old man's face clearly.
Xu Qiubai was filled with rage when he saw Tang Xixu's face. He didn't care about the seniors bullying the juniors. He kicked over the table and hit Tang Xixu's chest with his palm.
This little bastard, relying on his martial arts prowess, kidnapped the youngest. Everyone says that the Lord of Buhuo City, "Qianyu Ciming," is a ruthless person. My poor youngest, when she was little, I couldn't bear to let her suffer even a little, and now she's been kidnapped by this brat. Master will take you away today even if he has to risk his life.
The more Xu Qiubai thought about it, the angrier he became, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.
Tang Xixu was always on the defensive, and even when he attacked, he didn't use any harsh force.
The small boat on the river was swaying, creating ripples. A hint of paleness appeared on the horizon, and the river surface was covered with golden light. A few birds were chirping on the branches, as if they were arguing about something.
After a few rounds, Xu Qiubai suddenly stopped, shook his sleeves and said, "No more fighting, no more fighting."
The young man, half lying on the ground with his hands covering his chest, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and smiled faintly.
Xu Qiubai sat down and took a sip of tea, his brows still furrowed. "Don't think I've forgiven you. I just hit you a few times, and you think you can marry my disciple."
Xu Qiubai didn't hear anyone's response for a long time, "Hey, you kid..."
Tang Xixu saw Xu Ning kicking the quilt and went over to tuck it in. Xu Qiubai was speechless, feeling uncomfortable and a little nauseous.
"What's wrong, Master?"
Old Master Xu's face turned red, then green, then white with anger.
You are not ashamed. I would not agree if you recognized me as your master.
Although Xu Qiubai knew that Tangxi Xu had excellent physique, it would be a great honor for him as a master to accept him as a disciple.
Tang Xixu was still looking at him from afar, his dark pupils filled with anticipation.
Xu Qiubai sighed deeply and looked at his apprentice again. He woke up from his dream last night and kept calling "A Zhao, A Zhao".
"Forget it, it has come to this point, and I can't stop it."
The snow between Tang Xixu's brows melted quietly, and a faint smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.
"I have only one request, Ning'er must not get involved in the things you do." Xu Qiubai raised his eyes and glared at the young man. His long silver eyebrows were like two daggers, threatening Tang Xixu's neck.
Xu Ning is still so young, and Xu Qiubai doesn't want her to follow the same path as Xu Ning's mother.
A thin veil suddenly covered Tang Xixu's clear eyes. He looked at the sleeping face of the woman in front of him for about half a quarter of an hour. The young man turned and left: "No."
Xu Qiubai originally thought that Tang Xixu would take Xu Ning away, but when he saw the young man walking alone, he felt indescribable pain in his heart.
Another day and night passed, and Xu Ning finally woke up when the boat reached the shore.
Xu Ning looked at the strange man in front of her, and her brain stormed again. Xu Ning quickly searched her memory.
"Master, father?" Xu Ning called out tentatively.
Xu Qiubai looked at Xu Ning with anticipation. He was so happy to see his disciple whom he hadn't seen for many years and finally remember his master's name.
"Oh, yes, that's the name."
Old Master Xu stroked his beard with a smile and said, "It's okay, it's okay, you still remember me."
"Why are you here? Why am I here?"
Xu Qiubai told her that her third senior brother, Pei Yuanchi, had run into him a few days earlier and accidentally let slip that Xu Ning was getting married. That night, Xu Qiubai came to Buhuo City, "carrying a two-meter-long sword," to look for someone.
"What? You just said that my third senior brother is Pei Yuanchi? Isn't he the Three Absolute Dice King?"
"Yes. My disciples have always been free-range. I already knew that the third brother was going to Buhuo City."
Xu Ning has cerebellar atrophy. The world is indeed a huge troupe of opera. There is nothing they can't happen, except what you can't imagine.
"Don't worry, the third brother never revealed his real name to the 'outside'. Others only know that he is the second city lord of Buhuo City. The troubles he caused have no impact on us." Old man Xu smiled as if he was talking about something very ordinary.
Xu Ning raised his eyebrows and was stunned for a long time.
Moon-Watching Tower is located on the top of Zizhu Mountain. The mountain is covered with purple bamboos and surrounded by a sea of clouds. Behind the mountain is a sea of forests.
The terrain of Yishan Forest Sea is steep and many people who come here have died. This place can also be regarded as a mountain protection "barrier" for Wangyue Tower.
The junction of the forest and Wangyue Tower is also called "Wangyue Forest". It is the cemetery of many disciples of Wangyue Tower. There is a cenotaph deep in the forest, and a monument without words stands next to it.
"Youngest, kneel down and kowtow." Xu Qiubai brought Xu Ning here and suddenly said.
"ah?"
"Ah what? This is your uncle."
"oh oh."
Xu Ning didn't ask any other questions and just knelt down.
There are no weeds around the tombstone without words, and the tombstone is wiped clean without a speck of dust. I guess someone cleans it regularly.
"Master, do you come here often?"
Xu Qiubai glanced at Xu Ning before slowly saying, "Yes, that's right. Your old master is all alone, and your eldest sister ran off with that leader of the Dark Front. They agreed not to see each other back then, but Wei Yunzhe kept asking for it a couple of years ago, so they ended up living together."
"ah?"
Xu Ning had heard a little about Senior Sister Xu Ruoxia. After all, she was of the same generation as Li Jiangmen and was a "legendary" figure in the martial arts world. It was only heard that when the State of Jin invaded, Senior Sister Xu Ruoxia fought against 3,000 cavalry alone.
It still makes the younger generations sing and sigh.
Not to mention the second senior brother, Xu Ning was "young and ignorant" and punched someone into the arms of a beautiful woman. It has been more than two years since that day. Not only has Xu Ning not seen Xu Lian, he has not even seen the shadow of Yin Wumeng.
Xu Ning looked at his master's gray hair and felt a little sorry for him.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, youngest, what are you looking at? I don't need pity." Xu Qiubai saw Xu Ning's various expressions, sometimes surprised, sometimes melancholy, sometimes happy, and finally looked at him with sympathy.
Xu Ning patted Xu Qiubai's shoulder and said earnestly, "Master, don't worry. Once I finish what I have, I will come back to accompany you for a few years."
"You still have some conscience. Your master's love for you when you were little was not in vain." Xu Qiubai heard Xu Ning's last words and turned from joy to surprise. "What's the matter with you?"
The fog in the depths of the Yishan forest is thick and widespread, the trees are lush and verdant, and the forest is ethereal and quiet, like a fairyland.
Being in such a fairyland, Xu Ning was full of thoughts and had no sense of loss at all.
Xu Ning stared at the birds flying in the distance and didn't speak for a long time.
Suddenly, a flock of birds flew through the forest, and a spring breeze blew, shaking the trees. Xu Ning turned his head and smiled faintly: "It's not a big deal. Master, just be at peace."
The starry sky shines on Zizhu Mountain. The spring rain comes quickly, gently patting the purple bamboo. The raindrops are stained and shine in the light mist, like a woman in purple wearing a mist, strolling in the mountains.
After Mr. Xu returned, he walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back, and the word "sorrow" was written all over his wrinkled face.
Xu Qiubai was really worried, so he decided to go find Xu Ning to find out.
"Master, it's so late, what's the matter?"
Xu Qiubai knocked on the door anxiously, "Dong, Dong, Dong", without saying anything.
Xu Ning put on her clothes and opened the door.
"Tell me the truth, do you know something?" Xu Ning looked at Xu Qiubai whose face turned red with anxiety.
"I don't know. Master, don't worry, have a drink of water." Xu Ning poured a cup of tea and presented it to Xu Qiubai.
Xu Qiubai paused, unable to figure out what Xu Ning wanted to do.
"When he left that day, he told me he wouldn't let you get involved, so forget it. The court has been turbulent lately. Prince An, Yuwen Xin, and Prince Ji are vying for the crown prince position. Various factions in the martial arts world are eager to make their own moves, each seeking their own niche. I'm afraid a bloody storm is about to ensue. Since the founding of the Xin Dynasty, my Wangyue Tower has never participated in court struggles. Until this matter is over, you're not allowed to go anywhere. Now that you're back, stay in the tower."
Xu Qiubai no longer laughed and joked with Xu Ning like he used to. His expression was solemn and serious, and he did not allow Xu Ning to refute him at all.
Xu Ning gripped the cup in his hand, his knuckles gradually turning white, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
The wind outside was getting stronger and stronger, "tap", "tap", the sparse raindrops gradually spread out, one by one, hitting the tiles.
Xu Ning, wearing an outer robe, opened the wooden window and stretched out his hand, the cold raindrops falling on his fingertips. The swallows that had built their nests on the beams a few days ago were nowhere to be seen tonight, and their nests had been scattered by the wind and rain.
The next day, the wind and rain continued, and the rain fell even harder, with no sign of stopping at all.
Xu Ning got up at 11:00 am and made a delicious breakfast, including buns, pancakes, porridge, side dishes, and milk. Xu Ning made everything she could think of.
In the original owner's impression, Xu Qiubai and even the entire Wangyue Tower held her in the palm of their hands, and all the delicious and fun things were left for her junior sister.
The original owner passed away unexpectedly, so Xu Ning naturally had to respect this filial piety.
Xu Qiubai happened to be in a hurry to pee, so he got up to go to the bathroom and happened to run into Xu Ning carrying a plate.
"Youngest, breakfast is so rich today."
After Xu Qiubai wiped his hands, his eyes lit up.
If there is one good thing, it is that except for the fact that the original owner was not good at martial arts and had not read as many books as Xu Ning, the other two were exactly the same, even the skill of cooking was the same.
Xu Qiubai rubbed his hands, looked at the exquisite food on the table, washed up, and then picked up the bowl to eat.
Xu Ning finished packing and came over to sit down. Xu Qiubai always tried to find something to talk about.
"Youngest, the peach blossoms in the backyard are about to bloom. I'll make some peach blossom wine. This time next year, the five of us, master and apprentice, will gather here to drink it."
"Yesterday your uncle Sun wrote to me saying that he has refined a new medicine that can help you increase your internal strength."
"Youngest, I noticed a few days ago that your sword skills were a little off. I'll show you how to do it later. Now that you've learned it, you have to learn it well and not just rush through it."
Xu Ning munched on the pancake and drank the last mouthful of porridge: "Master."
Xu Qiubai put down his chopsticks, put away his smile, and looked serious.
"My master taught me when I was young that martial artists, especially those with great abilities, should shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people. If someone starts a rebellion right now, the people will suffer even more."
Xu Qiubai turned his head, speechless.
Xu Ning had already packed his bag, washed the dishes, and said goodbye to his master: "Master, take care. I am an unfilial disciple. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will serve you and live up to your kindness."
Xu Qiubai sighed, his expression solemn: "You. Are you really not doing this for him?"
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