The nightingale crows in the green willows, and the bright moon wakes up in the sky.

It is the Xiaoman season, and the school has given the children a few days off so that they can follow their parents and friends and get closer to nature.

Even the teachers in school need to relax and have a few days of leisure.

At present, Watson is already in the middle stage of foundation building. Even Yuanfang and Yisheng who left have also embarked on the path of cultivation under Li Xiuyuan's careful arrangements.

I only waited until autumn to go to the Royal Academy to practice.

This was something Yuanfang and Yisheng never dared to think about. Unexpectedly, just a word from their godfather would get them the admission certificate to the Royal Academy.

Mrs. Liu was so excited that she couldn't say a word. Not to mention that it didn't cost money, even if she had such an opportunity before, she wouldn't have been able to send her children to such a place.

Li Xiuyuan directly prepared the resources for the next ten years of cultivation for the two siblings, and each prepared a space ring.

There are many iron swords on his body. Although they are not magical weapons, they are still considered top-notch existences in the Five Realms.

Ergou, Xiaolian, Fusheng, and Wang Ruyi followed Hu Ge to the back mountain to practice all day long. They saw that these little guys were becoming more and more powerful.

As the eldest of the four, Watson has taken his archery skills to a new level.

At the moment, he is only looking forward to the arrival of winter, and learning the snow-cutting sword technique with his godfather, brothers, and sisters.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan has completely transformed into a gentleman liked by students and a liquor store owner liked by a group of shopkeepers in the town.

Because as long as Li Xiuyuan sits in the shop and these shopkeepers come to the liquor store, Li Xiuyuan will treat them to a drink.

Just like he did to Ximen Lone Star in Ding'an City, he can buy you a drink in the store, but you must pay for the wine you take away. This is his rule.

As time went by, shopkeepers on the street would come over to chat with Watson's father from time to time, and then wander into the wine shop next door for a drink.

It's not because they are stingy and reluctant to spend money on drinking.

But they discovered that the owner of the wine shop was a wonderful man, and there was no trace of anger in his conversation.

It's not like those meat shopkeepers in small towns, all shouting loudly, as if they owe dozens of pennies.

Even Sister Hong looked at Watson's father and smiled and said: "The shopkeepers on this street are all bad, and they come here from time to time to drink for a penny."

Li Xiuyuan didn't care, thinking that he brewed all the wine and water himself.

When these shopkeepers have to go out to purchase goods and entertain guests in the future, they have to come here to buy a few jars of wine to take to their distant friends?

"Sister Hong, you must remember from now on: suffering is blessing."

The truth was so big that Li Xiuyuan had no way to explain it to her, so he had to impose this simplest truth on Sister Hong.

Sister Hong was stunned when she heard this, patted her chest and said, "Oh, I've already suffered a loss, can't I be happy?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said seriously: "Not only you, but also your sister and shopkeeper, as well as Uncle Liu and Wang San must remember this principle of life."

Uncle Liu, who was sitting at the counter with a half-cup of black bean wine, thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Think about it, what you said makes sense. How can you be lucky if you don't suffer a loss?"

Sister Hong has little education. When she heard what Uncle Liu said, she turned and walked to the backyard: "No, I have to ask my sister."

Wang San washed a plate of freshly picked spring apricots and placed them on the counter.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he asked: "Sir, my Ruyi family is getting more and more powerful now, isn't it?"

Li Xiuyuan was about to reply, but had already reached out to Chun Xing on the counter, but frowned slightly as he looked at the street outside the store.

Xia Yang was just in time, and a ray of golden light shone on Hua Luoyu's body in a white dress, as if there was a golden edge around her body.

However, there was no happy smile at all on Hua Luoyu's face, and her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, like a lake filled with smoke.

Li Xiuyuan's eyes did not fall on her, but on the little girl with black hair and wrinkled head on her back who was already asleep.

Nalan Ming and Ruo Yu were not married, Hua Luo Yu Huan Feng had a child with her master, and Hua Luo Yu would never have such a young daughter.

The only possibility is that this child comes from the grassland.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan looked at Hua Luoyu who walked into the store and asked softly: "What happened to the grassland?"

Unexpectedly, Hua Luoyu, who had a forced smile on her face just a moment ago, now two lines of tears fell quietly and could no longer be stopped.

Li Xiuyuan sighed softly, took a silk scarf and handed it to her. At the same time, he reached out and hugged the girl on his back. He turned to look at Wang San and said, "Go and bring the deck chair in the yard behind."

After placing the girl on the lounge chair, Li Xiuyuan poured a glass of black bean wine brewed in spring and handed it to Hua Luoyu.

Quietly asked: "Tell me, what happened."

Upon seeing this, Uncle Liu shook his head and stood up to leave. My husband had something to do and he didn't want to ruin the scenery here.

Hua Luoyu wiped the tears on her face while holding the silk scarf, and took out a letter sealed with fire paint and placed it in front of Li Xiuyuan.

He said quietly: "Sister and the queen are in large numbers, so I asked them to go back to the imperial city first, and my brother-in-law has also gone back."

Li Xiuyuan nodded: "My place is small, so there are too many people coming at once and I can't accommodate them."

After saying that, he took out a knife and gently pried off the paint, took out the light yellow letter inside, carefully unfolded it and read it carefully.

As he read, two lines of clear tears fell down his face, and he said in a daze: "After we said goodbye, we met again and again, and I share my dreams with you several times. Brother Yelu, how could you abandon me..."

Without saying a word, a mouthful of blood spurted out, instantly dyeing the snow-like gown into the fallen plum blossoms in winter.

Holding the letter in one hand and supporting the counter with the other, she said in a deep voice: "Sister Hong is closing the door. There will be no business today!"

Sister Hong, who was chatting with Mr. Liu in the backyard, was startled. She looked at Mr. Liu and said, "It's bad, Mr. Liu is angry. I'll go and have a look first. If it doesn't work, we won't do business today."

At home, Li Xiuyuan was bigger than the sky, and she didn't dare to make him angry.

"Sir, don't rush me, I'm here."

Sister Hong shouted as she walked. When she took a clear look at the situation in the store, she saw that the god-like gentleman had his white shirt stained with blood. She was so frightened that she could not speak.

Without saying a word, he quickly walked out of the store and shouted: "Ruyi's father, come here and help close the door. We are not doing business today."

For a moment, the couple panicked and quickly closed the door of the wine shop.

Sister Hong didn't dare to ask any more questions and just pulled the stunned Wang San towards the backyard.

Li Xiuyuan sighed heavily, and without wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he put away the letter and carried the lounge chair and Yelu Mingzhu to the living room in the backyard.

…

Holding half a glass of wine, Hua Luoyu quietly walked out of the living room. Li Xiuyuan went to the backyard to wash up, then returned to the house and changed into a black shirt.

He stretched out his hand, lit the stove on the table, took two pieces of Hanmei Lingcha, and poured half a bottle of Shenquan into it.

Looking at Hua Luoyu, he said: "Master's wife, do you want to go back to the imperial city?"

Hua Luoyu shook her head: "Originally, I wanted to practice quietly in Huamanlou, but now I want to live here for two years. You won't drive me away, right?"

"How could it be? The biggest room here is reserved for the master and his wife."

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said quietly: "When she is six years old, I will take her back to Fengyun City and up to Tianshan Mountain."

According to Li Xiuyuan's arrangement, going to Tianshan Mountain should be ten years later, but because of Yeluqi's accident, he had to advance it several years.

For no other reason than Yeluqi's bloody letter to Tuogu, which said: "From today on, Mingzhu is your daughter."

The pot of spiritual tea in the wind and snow, the fight before thousands of troops, and the final battle are still vivid in my mind.

How could you leave before me?

Hua Luoyu looked at his expression and couldn't help but ask: "You won't go to Nanhai personally to seek revenge on that person, will you?"

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly and said: "This is a personal grudge. He doesn't allow me to go?!"

After speaking, he pointed his finger at the sky outside the hall and said quietly: "Keep this grudge and let Mingzhu face it by herself in the future. This is her business."

In Li Xiuyuan's view, if he could raise his sword and fight to the South China Sea, he would probably be kicked out of the Five Regions in less than two years, and like Nangong Ruyu's mother, he would never come back.

He still has a lot of things to do and a lot of people he hasn't met yet, so he can't leave yet.

He was completing his unintentional practice and completing what the old Taoist priest told him.

The grievances and grievances of the Five Regions Dynasty should be faced by the people here, not his alone.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up at the sky outside the hall and said leisurely: "Master, I just want to be a quiet mortal, why do I have to make my disciples suffer again and again?"

Just like in Minghui's Buddhist temple, in order to clear up Wuxin's troubles, Li Xiuyuan did not hesitate to enter the Sansheng Stone to make himself suffer again and again.

Having experienced all the joys and sorrows of the world, he couldn't bear it anymore and complained to the old Taoist priest.

Hua Luoyu looked at his appearance and sighed softly: "No matter how difficult it is, you have to bring her up so that she has the ability to protect herself."

"Right now, I'm afraid Yelu Palace can't accommodate her..."

With a faint sigh, Hua Luoyu explained the stakes to Li Xiuyuan.

Finally, she looked at him and said, "If you don't want to care about her, just let her be my daughter."

Li Xiuyuan reached out and poured spiritual tea into their cups, frowned and said, "You and the master will have your own path to practice when you come back. This is my business."

After thinking for a while, he smiled bitterly and said, "God thinks I'm living a comfortable life here, so he will always find some trouble for me."

Li Xiuyuan, who had originally decided not to accept disciples from the Five Realms, even abandoned Xiaolian's son Watson to Hu Ge, now had to regain his composure.

Thinking about how to practice with Yelv Pearl next.

Li Xiuyuan sighed again as he looked at the girl in front of him who was frowning even in her dreams. She was abandoned by her biological mother and lost her biological father when she was only three years old.

"If I had gone back with you this time, maybe such a tragedy wouldn't have happened."
To be continued...