Chapter 218: The child asks to be his disciple, and Junwu expresses his feelings
Wei Wuxian's injuries gradually healed, but Sizhui didn't go to the academy to play like usual. Instead, one evening, he solemnly took Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji's hands, ran to Jun Wu, and said with his little face raised, "Grandfather, I want to become your disciple and learn the Dharma. I want to become powerful and protect Daddy and everyone else in the future!"
Jun Wu looked at the seriousness in his eyes, and his heart moved slightly - this child had truly grown up after what he had experienced before. He pondered for a moment, raised his hand and summoned the immortal official: "Go and invite Mr. Mei Nianqing to the Golden Palace."
Wei Wuxian was a little surprised: "Dad, you want Mr. Nianqing to teach Zhui'er?" Although he didn't often deal with Mei Nianqing, he knew that this gentleman was the person who had been with Jun Wu the longest. He had profound skills and a gentle temperament, but he rarely accepted disciples.
Before Jun Wu could reply, a burst of gentle laughter emanated from outside the palace. Mei Nianqing, dressed in a moon-white robe and holding a broken jade fan, walked in slowly, his eyes filled with gentleness. "Your Majesty, did you summon me? Is there something important?"
His eyes fell on Sizhui, and he bent down with a smile: "This must be His Highness Sun, right? He is indeed a clever child."
Si Zhui looked at the gentle gentleman in front of him and nervously grasped the corner of his clothes, but still mustered up the courage to say, "Sir, I want to learn the law from you. I want to protect my family!"
Mei Nianqing was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jun Wu. Jun Wu stood up and walked over to him, his tone carrying a seriousness that was barely noticeable to others: "Nianqing, this child has a kind nature, but his foundation in magic is weak. I trust you, and I will only feel at ease if you teach him."
Mei Nianqing looked at the trust in Jun Wu's eyes, and felt warm in his heart. He smiled and nodded: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I will definitely teach him well."
The apprenticeship ceremony was simple yet solemn. Si Zhui held a cup of hot tea and respectfully handed it to Mei Nianqing: "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!"
Mei Nianqing took the tea, took a sip, and took out a jade pendant engraved with the word "plum" from his sleeve and hung it around Sizhui's neck: "This is the protective jade I used when I was practicing in my early years. Wearing it can help you stabilize your immortal power."
In the days that followed, Si Zhui went to Mei Nianqing's Qingxiuyuan every day to learn the art. Mei Nianqing was a gentle person, and he would never scold harshly like other immortal masters. Even if Si Zhui remembered the formula incorrectly, he would patiently explain it over and over again, and even condense his immortal power into small points of light and make up stories to help him remember.
That evening, Si Zhui finished learning the magic and skipped back to the Golden Palace. He threw himself into Jun Wu's arms and said excitedly, "Grandpa! Master is so good! He taught me how to use my magical powers to weave little butterflies and said I'm a fast learner! I love Master so much!"
Jun Wu ruffled his hair, a faint smile playing in his eyes, but he said nothing. Only he knew that letting Mei Nianqing teach Sizhui wasn't just out of trust, but also because this entrustment held a secret love he had never expressed. Over the years, Mei Nianqing had been with him through thick and thin. They were no longer simply superiors and subordinates. Their friendship had long since precipitated a depth unknown to others.
After Si Zhui ran off to find Lin Yan to share some interesting stories about academic law, Mei Nianqing walked in. Seeing the smile in Jun Wu's eyes, he jokingly said, "Your Majesty, this smile is rare. Why, does it seem that the young prince likes me as a master and is very satisfied?"
Jun Wu turned around and looked at him, his tone filled with a hint of helpless doting: "You, after all these years, your 'deceptiveness' is still so strong. Even children are fooled by you."
Mei Nianqing smiled and walked over to him, fanning herself with a folding fan. "I'm not kidding him. The young prince is indeed smart. Besides, it's my honor to teach him."
The setting sun shone through the windows of the Golden Palace, falling upon the two of them, gentle as a veil. Jun Wu looked at the gentle and refined figure beside him, and suddenly felt that with Mei Nianqing and his family around, the loneliness of the Upper Heaven, which had lasted for thousands of years, had been filled with warmth. And Si Zhui's growth, like a ray of light, made the future of this family even brighter.
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