The group of people set up a charcoal brazier in a pavilion in the open-air garden, put on a variety of meat and vegetables, and started cooking.
Brother-in-law Suda Heqi, sisters Zhang Rongyu, Lu Meisha, the nanny holding Zhang Huanqing, Zhang Rongfang, and Li Zhen who had just entered the house.
Everyone is here.
Wooden boards were erected around the pavilion to block the cold wind from entering.
Then hang up layers of thick curtains to make it warm and interesting.
"What happened last time really scared me, but it seems to be much better now. No matter how big or small, there are no more assassinations like before." Zhang Rongyu was obviously in a good mood, and there was a faint smile on his face when he spoke.
Smiling.
"My father came out in person and specially greeted both parties. The effect is naturally there." Li Zhen said in a deep voice.
"Yes, it's all thanks to Miss Li Zhen. It really scared me last time. Now my family over there in Dadu is too busy to take care of itself... The situation is really difficult." Su Daheqi sighed.
He picked up the wine glass and raised his hand towards Li Zhen.
"In this case, let's propose a toast to the girl!"
"Your Majesty, you're welcome. My sister and I hit it off as old friends at first sight, and I showed a lot of love to my sister at the beginning. This is just the right thing to do." Li Zhen said seriously.
Zhang Rongyu also lamented that the Academy was so generous. After Li Zhen's father personally came forward to speak, the Academy stopped sending people and just kept silent.
This kind of calmness made her feel a little uneasy at first, but as time went by, she gradually discovered that the academy not only remained silent, but also shifted its focus and focused on the other heirs of the Gentleman's Sword.
.
Completely indifferent to Wushan Mansion.
This situation was exactly what Zhang Rongyu wanted, and it was only after she invited Li Zhen out, and Li Zhen went to invite his father, that the academy chose to give up.
Obviously, she attributed everything to the power behind Li Zhen, which caused Gu Wu Academy and other academies to give up on snatching the sword bell here.
So now I am even more grateful to Li Zhen.
"Actually, it's nothing. I just explained the situation to my father and how to act. As a daughter, I don't know. He has his own sense of proportion." Li Zhen shook his head slightly.
"That's all thanks to you. Come on, I'll give you a toast, sister." Zhang Rongyu raised his glass with a smile on his face and toasted to Li Zhen.
Zhang Rongfang watched this scene from the side without saying anything, just smiling.
After the death of a great master, who was also a great master of Confucian martial arts, it is strange that Guyu Academy dared to take action rashly.
At this time, he didn't care when he saw Li Zhen pretending to take the credit.
What he needs now is a long enough incubation period for stability.
As long as time lasts long enough, your talents will increase more and more until you surpass spiritual generals, gods and Buddhas, and everything else.
Besides, he himself also likes his current quiet life.
Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang's eyes turned, and he felt that someone was looking at him. He followed the sensor and saw that it was Lu Meisha.
Lu Meisha seemed to be quite haggard. When she saw Zhang Rongfang looking back, she quickly averted her eyes, pretending that nothing had happened.
"Speaking of which, Meisha is going to my home in a few days. Rongfang, don't you have anything to say?" said her sister Zhang Rongyu.
"Go back to my hometown?" Zhang Rongfang was surprised for a moment, and suddenly he was about to go back to his hometown. It was obvious that this was due to the impact of his previous misunderstanding.
"Yes, my family has arranged a marriage for her, and Meisa herself plans to go there and see it." Suda Heqi felt a little regretful.
In fact, he initially wanted to bring his sister and Zhang Rongfang together, but unfortunately, it seems that the two are not destined to be together.
"Meisha is very good, but a rough guy like me is not suitable for her." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"You guys..." Suda Heqi said helplessly, how could he not see what might have happened between the two of them.
Now it seems that since there is no way to reverse it, we can only give up. "Okay, let's not say these sad words. Although most of them are far away from here, if you want to come back, you can come back at any time. As long as you ask the spiritual army to escort you, it will be very fast.
"Zhang Rongyu interrupted.
"Well, what my sister-in-law said is that I just went back to my home, and it's not like I won't come back after I go." Lu Meisha also smiled.
Even so, she glanced at Zhang Rongfang again from the corner of her eyes and saw a calm look on his face.
She finally gave up.
Everyone raised glasses to see Lu Meisha off.
Amidst the sounds of blessings and instructions, there was also little Huanqing calling out Yiyi.
Lu Meisha slowly drank the milk wine in the cup.
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Winter passes and spring comes.
In a blink of an eye, it is March.
In Muchi Mansion, little Huanqing is already able to run around and speak quite fluently.
He has a dedicated person responsible for teaching, literacy enlightenment, martial arts foundation building, aristocratic common sense, court etiquette, etc., etc., are all beginning to be on the right track.
From an early age, Xiao Huanqing could tell that his temperament was probably aloof and quiet.
Although I have accumulated a lot of energy due to the medicinal bath, I can run around everywhere.
But every time he runs, it is not for fun, but to escape from the rigorous teaching courses every day. Now seven months old, he looks pink and cute, and is dressed up in elaborate and cumbersome ways by his mother all day long.
All kinds of complicated costumes, like role-playing, were customized by Zhang Rongyu and put on his son.
It felt more like she had given birth to a doll than a son.
In order to avoid classes, the entire mansion became an amusement park where little Huanqing hid everywhere.
His martial arts teacher was an old man with a long white beard that reached down to his heels. He held a ruler in his hand all day long and his expression was always serious.
Xiao Huanqing disliked him very much.
For this reason, he protested many times, saying that he was too young and should not practice martial arts so early.
But the protest was ineffective.
Mother Zhang Rongyu was a little hesitant at first, but later she heard the martial arts teacher say bluntly that Xiao Huanqing's aptitude was excellent and was nourished by various precious medicines from Yi Mai since childhood.
From the beginning, since he embarked on this path, he must inherit the gentleman's sword and become a seed.
Therefore, the treatment should be the same as the training of top heirs in other great religions, and they should receive top training very early.
After that, no one in the mansion was protecting Xiao Huanqing. Instead, no matter where he was hiding, he would be taken out and handed over to Zhang Rongyu.
So Xiao Huanqing was unwilling to be oppressed and rose up to resist.
He was born in a medicinal bath. Although he was only seven months old, his body was similar to that of a two-year-old child from other families, and he ran even faster.
This day.
After being caught hiding again yesterday, he finally wandered around and found a new hiding place again.
"So, you came to me?"
Zhang Rongfang was sitting in a quiet room, meditating, when he sensed a little guy sitting on the steps outside the door.
When I opened the door, I saw it was Xiao Huanqing.
In the past three months, he had accumulated a new hundred points of life, and was able to unlock a new trait talent.
Now I am preparing to meditate to adjust my state, and then go to Yuannu Gorge.
I didn't expect to meet Xiao Huanqing.
"Uncle, how about helping me?" Xiao Huanqing walked in, imitated Zhang Rongfang's posture, and sat down awkwardly with his legs crossed.
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He also started learning martial arts at a young age, so his cross-legged posture is quite standard.
"What do you want me to help you with?" Zhang Rongfang looked at the little one in front of him. He couldn't speak a word a few months ago, but now he is different every day. Now he speaks fluently and clearly, which is unexpected for him.
"I don't want to study, I want to play and rest. How about you go talk to your mother and let her relax for me?" Xiao Huanqing said seriously.
"Your mother is doing it for your own good. I think she is right, so you should go back." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"But I don't like studying. The teacher told me that I am a noble and I am born better than others. I can live a good life even if I don't study." Xiao Huanqing replied.
This hardly looks like a seven-month-old child.
Zhang Rongfang was surprised. He recalled that when he was seven months old, he might have been able to speak a few complete sentences.
After thinking for a while, he replied.
"You have many reasons, and I think you are right."
"Then you promised me?" Xiao Huanqing suddenly became happy.
"But you can't beat your mother." Zhang Rongfang said.
"Fight? Why should I fight with my mother?" Xiao Huanqing asked in confusion.
"Because if you don't study, you will be beaten. Your reasons can't save you. Only by studying hard can you avoid being beaten." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"But uncle, you also said that I was right, but you didn't help me?" Xiao Huanqing asked confused.
"Why should I help you? Look at me, the martial arts skills I have now are not the result of my hard work and study." Zhang Rongfang replied.
"Really? You have said this before, but the teacher said that your martial arts is very poor and can only be considered good among ordinary people, so I can't learn from you." Xiao Huanqing said doubtfully.
"Really?" Zhang Rongfang didn't refute, just smiled, then you still want me to help you."
"...Well...Uncle, it's hard to understand what you said." Xiao Huanqing lowered his head, unknowingly revealing a purple sword-shaped accessory hanging around his neck.
"You will understand when you grow up. Now, as long as you study hard, you can avoid being beaten." Zhang Rongfang comforted him.
"Oh...well...sometimes, I also think that if I kill both my teacher and my mother, maybe I can play happily every day." Xiao Huanqing suddenly added.
"?" Zhang Rongfang looked at Xiao Huanqing with slightly stern eyes, "You can't have such thoughts."
"Why? Since I was born a noble, wouldn't I be able to live a good life without a mother and a teacher?" Xiao Huanqing asked.
"But you are a child, very weak, and must be protected by your parents." Zhang Rongfang said seriously, "And your parents love you very much.
"What uncle means is that as long as I am no longer weak, I can kill my teachers and parents and go out to play by myself?" Xiao Huanqing asked, "And, what is love?"
"I didn't say that." Zhang Rongfang racked his brains and began to think about how to guide a child whose thinking was starting to go awry back to the right track.
At this moment, a figure floated down gently outside the door. It was the white-haired old man with a long beard that Xiao Huanqing said.
This person's aura is very deep, and he has a vague aura of those three-dimensional super-class ones that Zhang Rongfang had fought with before.
The person's heartbeat, blood and muscle density under dark light vision also show that this person's strength is at least weak.
"Teacher Cui." Zhang Rongfang nodded slightly towards him.
"I'm here to take Huanqing back. I looked around and found him running this way." The old man said calmly.
However, his eyes did not look at Zhang Rongfang at all, but just stared at Xiao Huanqing without moving.
"Go." Zhang Rongfang patted Xiao Huanqing on the shoulder.
"Okay, uncle, I'll come see you later." Xiao Huanqing bowed seriously, stood up and left.
One big and one small, turned around and walked out of the courtyard slowly.
Just looking at their backs, Zhang Rongfang always felt that something was wrong.
How did Xiao Huanqing's thoughts become like this?
Moreover, these Confucian people were so strict with him from the beginning, maybe... they were afraid they knew something.