Although "Peach Blossom Island" has fixed guest rooms, Guo Mo still let the two masters stay in his Songfeng Pavilion.
The second apprentice, Xiao Nantian, wanted to have more contact with his master, so he also moved in with force.
Seeing this, Feng Heng specially arranged for the capable maid Ting Xiang to come and serve him.
"Mo'er, originally the master should come to your wedding, but..."
Zhu Cong, the "wonderful scholar", drank a cup of strong tea to sober up.
We really drank a lot of wine in the afternoon. Chen Xuanfeng, Lu Chengfeng and Wu Mianfeng were all good drinkers. They took turns and toasted frequently.
"Nanshan Woodcutter" Nan Xiren has more profound skills and can carry it hard, but Zhu Cong is almost uninteresting.
"Second Master, I understand what you mean."
Guo Mo also knew that he could not completely resolve the grievances accumulated over the years between Master "Flying Bat" Ke Zhen'e and "The Black Wind".
The current situation is considered the best. At worst, the two parties should try not to meet each other.
It was almost the second watch, and Xiao Nantian had been sent to bed by Guo Mo, but Tingxiang insisted on waiting on the side, and was so angry that Guo Mo had no choice but to let it go.
"Mo'er, do you have any rules in mind for your marriage? Where do you plan to arrange it?"
Seeing that Guo Mo didn't mind, Zhu Cong changed the subject and talked about Guo Mo's marriage.
To be honest, at first several masters did not agree with Guo Mo's marriage to the daughter of "Dongxie".
The main reason is that the other party's reputation is too loud, and many "deviant" behaviors cannot be tolerated and understood in the "narrow sense" they have insisted on over the years.
Except for the three masters in the desert and the four from the south, only the fourth "Nanshan Woodcutter" Nan Xiren can be regarded as supporting Guo Mo.
That's not because he can accept the other party's identity, but simply because he supports his apprentice.
After so many years, Nancy Ren sometimes wonders, "Who is the master?"
Without Guo Mo as his apprentice, he doubted that he would be at a second-rate level in martial arts at best.
Therefore, I value and cherish Guo Mo as my apprentice from the bottom of my heart.
During this trip to "Peach Blossom Island", Guo Mo's performance once again exceeded the two's imagination.
And the famous "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi was actually extremely polite to the two of them, without any sense of arrogance.
"Black Wind Shuangsha" and Lu Chengfeng and others are even close to each other and are close brothers.
They knew that these people behaved like this for the sake of their second disciple.
"Two masters, I haven't thought about the details of this matter yet."
"Next, I have to completely heal Ronger's mother's injuries, which will probably take a month or two."
"And my mother and eldest brother are not here either. I always feel that we cannot be so hasty about marriage."
Seeing Guo Mo say this, Zhu Cong opened his mouth, as if he had something to say, but he didn't know whether he should say it or not.
Nancy Ren saw it from the side, thought for a moment, and said.
"Mo'er, there are some things that even a teacher doesn't know whether to say or not. Maybe you have already noticed it yourself."
"Fourteen years ago, when we first arrived in the desert, we met your mother and your two brothers."
"Your mother Li Ping told us at that time that you were not her biological child, but she strongly requested us not to let you know about this matter."
"Master, it seems that your mother does treat you as her own, even more than she does your eldest brother."
"What I tell you today is your mother Li Ping's intention. We hope that you will always treat her as your own mother in your heart."
Unexpectedly, the two masters actually said this.
Guo Mo picked up a glass of wine and drank it.
"Two masters, in fact, I have known about this matter for a long time. What if it is your biological child, and what if it is not your biological child?"
"As long as my mother treats me sincerely, I will also treat my mother sincerely. Even if she is not my biological child, it is better than my own."
"So, no matter what happens in the future in this life, I, Guo Mo, will always treat me like my own mother."
"Well, you are worthy of being the apprentice of our 'Seven Jiangnan Monsters'. My master did not misjudge you!"
"Nanshan Woodcutter" Nan Xiren was so excited that he rarely drank the wine in his glass.
Then, he carefully took out something from his arms and handed it to Guo Mo.
"This was given to me by your mother secretly behind your back two years ago when we left the desert."
"I said that I didn't know when I would be able to come back. I asked my master to find a suitable opportunity to hand this thing over to you. I didn't expect that I would have to wait for more than two years."
Guo Mo was very surprised and reached out to take it.
It turned out to be a square of silk cloth, which was silky smooth. When I opened it, I found that it was actually a baby's swaddling clothes, and on the outer layer of the swaddling clothes, there were traces of blood stains, a piece as big as a palm.
There are some writings on the inner corner of the swaddling clothes.
This swaddling clothes seems to be old at first glance, but the handwriting is still as clear as new, but I don’t know what kind of ink it was written with.
"October 16, the sixth year of Qingyuan, silence"
"this is mine?"
Guo Mo was a little surprised. He had never known that he had such a thing. His birth date was clearly written on the swaddling clothes.
Is this a "premeditated" abandonment? Otherwise, in a normal family, who would have nothing to write these things on their babies?
"Mo'er, I heard from your mother that she picked you up on the way to the desert, in Shandong."
"I didn't pay much attention at the time. I saw a baby crying on the ground. I was worried that you would die of cold and hunger, so I took you away."
"Your mother is a great woman! You were only two months old at the time, and Jing'er was less than half a year old. I can only imagine how hard your mother went to raise you."
"In the situation she was in, no one else might be able to save you."
Listening to Nan Xiren say this, Guo Mo's eyes became moist.
"Later, when we arrived in the desert, your mother also asked us to treat you equally and teach you and Jing'er martial arts."
"You know everything that happened after that, but when your mother took out this swaddling clothes, I felt a little bit of pressure."
When Nan Xiren said this, he stopped, and Zhu Cong also put down his wine glass, both of them looked serious.
"Two masters, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like this?"
"Even if you know that I picked it up, it won't change anything? Just keep this little swaddle as a souvenir."
Guo Mo was quite open-minded, because he knew very well that whether he was Li Ping's biological child or his parents were someone else, it was just about this body.
But my soul does not belong to this world, so my emotions are naturally much lighter.
I have lived here for more than ten years and have close relationships with my mother, Ronger, eldest brother, master, and all my friends.
Gradually it became a tie for him. Whether or not he was related by blood was not too important to him, unless one day his child in this world was born.
"Mo'er, don't you see anything?"
Zhu Cong couldn't help but said that he didn't understand why this apprentice, who had always been "extremely smart", reacted so slowly at this time.
"What do you see? Isn't it just a swaddle, and it also has my birthday and name?"
"Second Master, are you talking about this blood stain? I'll think of a way later and maybe I can remove it, but it's been too long and it may not be able to be removed completely."
Guo Mo carefully inspected the swaddle inside and out, and found nothing unusual. At most, the fabric was better and the workmanship was good.
Zhu Cong and Nan Xiren looked at each other, both of them were speechless, but they could also see that Guo Mo did not seem to be pretending.
Finally, it was Nancy Ren who said.
"Mo'er, can't you see what color it is?"
"What color? Isn't it yellow?"
Guo Mo heard the fourth master ask strangely, what's wrong with the color? Anyone can use whatever color they like.
Nan Xiren, who was completely defeated by Guo Mo, organized a speech.
"Mo'er, although the officials in our court like to wear red robes, since the Li and Tang Dynasties, most of the daily necessities in yellow are reserved for the royal family."
That's what Nancy Ren said. I feel it's better to stop here. Some words are still inconvenient to elaborate on.
"'For royal use'?"
After hearing what the fourth master said, Guo Mo realized how different his ideas were from theirs.
In the final analysis, my soul does not belong to this world, and I do not have the strong concept of class "honor and inferiority" that people of this era have.
Of course, I would not take the initiative to think about the fact that "yellow is reserved for the royal family".
"Masters, what do you mean, is it possible that this baby came from the palace?"
Nan Xiren and Zhu Cong looked at each other again, not knowing what to say about this apprentice.
"Mo'er, what I mean as a teacher is not that this baby may come from the palace, but that you may come from the palace."
Nancy Ren finally forced herself to say this.
For an "honest person" like him to say such words in this era, it feels a bit "treasonous". Who would let himself meet such a disciple?
"Ah, isn't it? Picked up in Shandong? If it comes from the palace, then wouldn't I be a 'golden man'?"
This discovery left Guo Mo quite speechless.
Although I say that I don’t have a strong national concept, if I really had to choose, in this era, I would still be a “Song person”, and my sense of identity in my heart would be stronger.
"It's impossible. The imperial systems of the Song and Jin dynasties are very different. The characters are also written in Chinese characters. The most important thing is that your appearance does not have any characteristics of the Jin people."
At this point, there is no need to say any more.
But if this matter is true, Guo Mo would find it very troublesome.
Looking back at Tingxiang, the little girl didn't know when she had fallen asleep lying next to her.
"Second Master, Fourth Master, who knows about this matter?"
Seeing Guo Mo's solemn question, he could understand that his disciple would feel uncomfortable for a while when he suddenly heard such news.
"This was something your second master suddenly thought of when we were at Yuanyang Villa a year ago. Up to now, only the four of us and you know about it."
"Two masters, this matter is of great importance. I don't know how to make a decision at the moment."
"Just keep it a secret for me for the time being. My life is pretty good now. If I change it rashly, I don't know what impact it will have."
What Guo Mo said was very clear and what he really meant.
Zhu Cong and Nan Xiren didn't speak anymore, just drank in silence.
"Mo'er, no matter what decision you make, you have to believe that your seven masters will always stand behind you and support you!"
After leaving such oath-like words, Zhu Cong and Nan Xiren went back to their rooms to rest.
Guo Mo sat for a while, and suddenly felt that the plan he had originally designed for himself had to be completely changed because of this little baby?
Hey, I don’t want to think about it anymore, the sky is so big and the earth is so big, sleeping is the biggest.
Guo Mo pushed Tingxiang, who was sleeping next to him. The little girl must have never stayed up so late before, but she couldn't wake up.
Helpless, Guo Mo had no choice but to pick her up and take her to the house to sleep.
Who is serving whom?
There was nothing to say all night, and it was dawn the next day.
Seeing Zhu Cong and Nan Xiren again, they came to bid farewell to Guo Mo as if nothing like last night had happened.
"Two masters, actually I want you to stay here for a while."
"Last year, I combined all the martial arts I knew to create a set of palm techniques, collectively called the 'Rising Sun and Sunset Palm'."
"The palm is divided into three styles, each style has eight moves. It can be independently called 'Chaoyang Palm', 'Sunset Palm' and 'Chaoyang Sunset Palm'"
"Among them, the 'Rising Sun Palm' is suitable for the cultivation of the Master, the Third Master and the Fifth Master, while the 'Sunset Palm' is suitable for the cultivation of the Second Master, the Sixth Master and the Seventh Master."
"After the fourth master made a breakthrough yesterday, he was able to practice this palm technique completely. I just wonder if you are willing to learn it?"
It turns out that Guo Mo refined his self-created "Sunrise and Sunset Palm" not only to facilitate teaching his apprentices, but also to improve the skills of the "Seven Monsters of Jiangnan".
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"Excellent Scholar" Zhu Cong was the first to express his stance. After encountering masters from all walks of life one after another, Zhu Cong also seriously felt the shortcomings of his martial arts.
Especially the two disciples Guo Jing and Guo Mo were outstanding, far surpassing themselves.
Seeing that Guo Mo was sending them "snake gallbladder" and teaching them new exercises, how could he refuse?
After the conversation last night, although the three of them met again, no one mentioned it again.
However, Guo Mo vaguely felt that the two masters' attitudes towards him had changed slightly.
Hey, Guo Mo can't change anything in this damn era.
"Then you two will stay here. I'll cure Ronger's mother's injury first, and then we'll start practicing."
"This is what I hand-recorded, the formula of 'Rising Sun and Setting Sun Palm' and the key points of the exercise. You two masters can get familiar with it first."
"Mo... Mo'er, go ahead and do your work. Your second master and I will study it first."
Guo Mo left Songfeng Pavilion and went to the back house to see "Dongxie" Huang Yaoshi.
"Fourth brother, have you decided?"
"Second brother, I think the eldest brother and sixth brother have already made their decision, right? I believe that once the truth comes out, the third brother, fifth brother and seventh sister in the desert will also make the same decision as us."
"We came all the way south from the desert to Mongolia, the Jin Kingdom, and then to the Song Dynasty. You and I can clearly see what the armies and people of each country look like."
"That's fine if there's no chance. If his identity can be confirmed, and currently... there are no parents or children alive, there's still a chance." Nancy Ren said.
"But, look at his reaction last night and his usual behavior. Will he agree to choose that path? I'm afraid he won't."
Zhu Cong, the "wonderful scholar", is still a little unsure.
"Haha, the second brother's nickname is 'Miaoshou Scholar'. Is it possible that now only 'Miaoshou' is left and the word 'scholar' has been lost?"
"You have read more books than my younger brother, but have you forgotten the past events of our dynasty, Taizu?"