outside the imperial city

Chapter 51 Sword Intent

"Master!" Jing Junxi waved excitedly at Jing Shuo, "Why are you alone? Where is Mr. Yao?"

Jing Lingshuo said helplessly, "He said he didn't understand swords, and there was no point in coming here, so he went to the street to look around."

"It's just in time for you to come." Bai Zeyu threw a bamboo sword to Jing Shuo, "Today I'm going to teach Jun Xi to condense sword energy."

"Huh?" Jing Yanshuo was puzzled, "Master, but my sword energy is not strong either."

Bai Zeyu glared at him bitterly: "Who told you to learn the soft sword hard, but you went to learn the hard sword by yourself? Letting you demonstrate is to let Junxi not learn from you."

The corners of Jing Lingshuo's mouth twitched, and he said wearily, "Okay."

Looking at Jing Junshuo like this, Jing Junxi felt amused in his heart.Sure enough, there are people beyond people, and there are mountains beyond mountains. No matter how powerful the master is, he still has to be taught by his master's master.

"Junxi, listen carefully." Bai Zeyu said, "If you want to condense sword energy, you must develop sword intent. As I said before, the sword heart is for the unity of the sword and the sword, and the sword intent is for the sword." It is to turn emotions into sword energy, and then radiate it out. You look after it."

Bai Zeyu stood under a bamboo, and swung his sword at the opposite bamboo from a distance, only to hear a crisp sound, and the whole bamboo was chopped off.

"This is murderous intent." Bai Zeyu explained, "You can also understand it as hatred. However, sometimes people don't kill for revenge."

He retracted his hand, changed direction, picked a nearby bamboo, and drew out his sword again.

The bamboo itself has not been moved, but the bamboo leaves have been cut off.

"This is anger." Bai Zeyu said, "These are the two strongest emotions."

Bai Zeyu stepped back a lot, took a breath, and drew his sword at the bamboo behind him in the previous lesson.For a moment, it seemed that all the bamboo leaves were shaking, which was pleasant to the ear.

"This is joy." Bai Zeyu smiled and walked to Jing Junxi.

"Practice your sword intent first." Bai Zeyu said, "After the sword energy is condensed, I will teach you to control it."

"Shuo'er, come and try."

"En." Jing Lingshuo stepped forward according to his words, weighed the bamboo sword twice, and then struck out violently.

With a "boom", all the bamboos in front of him were chopped off with one blow.

"..."

"I'm sorry," Jing Yanshuo smiled shyly, "I only know this kind of thing."

"Rolling, rolling," Bai Zeyu patted his head, "Jun Xi, do you understand?"

Jing Junxi nodded, then shook his head: "I understand that the sword energy will have different effects according to the emotional changes of the sword user, but I still don't understand how to turn invisible emotions into tangible sword energy. "

"The sword qi itself is also invisible, and it is of the same quality as your emotions." Bai Zeyu put the bamboo sword in his hand, "You just have to imagine that the sword qi is your emotions, and you just radiate them out. "

"Practice hard." Bai Zeyu patted his head, "The condensing of the sword energy is the most difficult part of practicing the soft sword. When you condense the sword energy, come to me."

After saying that, he dragged Jing Lishuo back to the house.

Jing Junxi took a deep breath and swung his sword at the bamboo.The blade of the sword broke through the wind, but the bamboo leaves remained motionless.

"Master," Jing Yanshuo sat across from Bai Zeyu, "Do you think Junxi can master two swords of hardness and softness?"

Bai Zeyu took a sip of tea and looked out the window, just in time to see Jing Junxi waving his sword continuously.

"Yes. This kid has perseverance and ambition. It's not a problem to practice a strong sword." Bai Zeyu said, "In addition, he is gentle and tolerant, and his morality is clear. Even if you ruin his family, you can still be regarded as your own father. The future of this child is immeasurable."

Jing Shuo smiled: "This is the first time I hear you have such a high opinion of others."

Bai Zeyu's expression turned cold all of a sudden: "Shuo'er, do you remember the day your parents were killed?"

Jing Yushuo nodded: "Yao Yao told me that it was the same person who killed my parents and his whole family."

"Yeah." Bai Zeyu touched his chest, but remembered that Bai Zeyu had been returned to Yao Zanglan, "But don't focus on revenge, the most important thing is to live. Since she entered the palace, she has continuously expanded her network, The current power is immeasurable, you have to be more careful."

"Master," Jing Yanshuo suddenly became suspicious, "You know so much, what did she do to you?"

"You worry too much." Bai Zeyu laughed, "I'm just a lecturer in a famous private school. How could she know me, a woman who doesn't ask sages? Since she doesn't know me, it's even more impossible. Find it on my head."

"But you'd better be careful." Jing Lingshuo's voice cooled down, "That woman can do anything."

Bai Zeyu evened the tea leaves floating on the surface with the lid of the teacup: "Don't worry, I opened this sword shop just to find someone to inherit my soft sword. After you leave, I will close this sword shop and travel around the world Go. I want to be free and unrestrained, tea and wine make me happy; the bones of the green hills, and I will go home with songs."

"I'm so uncomfortable," Jing Yanshuo smiled, "It's your style, Master."

Bai Zeyu was delighted for a while, then said solemnly: "Shuo'er, don't blame me for telling you about you. You have really thought about it, and you want to spend the rest of your life with Lan Lan?"

Jing Lingshuo was not annoyed, he said "Yes" solemnly, and said, "Why, Master doesn't like men breaking their sleeves and dividing their peaches?"

"No. Whoever you fall in love with has nothing to do with whether he is a man or a woman." Bai Zeyu touched his chest again, "It's just that if a man stays together, the incense cannot continue. Have you thought about this?"

"I made my decision before I met him, or reunited," Jing Shuo didn't notice his movements, "I will not marry a wife and have children in my life. When Jing Junxi completes his studies, if he is willing to stay in my house Yun, if you are loyal to the court, I will pass on the title of 'King Jinyuan' to him."

"You've thought it through. What about him?" Bai Zeyu's eyes seemed to be filled with sorrow, "You know, the Yao family is a medical family that has been passed down for thousands of years, how can there be no successor?"

"..."

"Grandpa Bai said so?" The corners of Yao Fanglan's lips curled up, his eyes were still wandering around the shops on the street, "I said why you have been depressed these days, so you are struggling with this."

The two were walking on the street, Jing Lishuo held an oil-paper umbrella for Yao Zanglan, which they called "inspection", but in fact they were just shopping.

Jing Lishuo's heart was empty, and he said: "Yes. Yao Yao, I don't mind if you marry a wife and start a family, as long as you, um, as long as you are willing to see me once a month."

"You don't mind?" Yao Fanglan deliberately teased him, "If I want to have a child, but I want to have sex with a woman, you don't mind? Besides, if I get married, there is no guarantee that you can see me every month ?”

"Really." Jing Yanshuo smiled wryly.Sure enough, it was too early to be happy.

Seeing his bitter face, Yao Fanglan flooded with guilt and hurriedly said, "Oh, I was joking, don't take it seriously."

"Joke?" Jing Shuo was stunned, "What about the Yao family?"

"Fool." Yao Fanglan scratched his nose, "As I said, I will put you at the top of my heart for the rest of my life. I don't want anyone but you."

"but--"

"You people really underestimate me." Yao Fanglan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Am I the one who makes promises so easily? I've considered all these things, so you don't have to worry about it. Grandpa Bai, I will take care of myself." Go ahead, don't worry about it, eh?"

"Really?" Jing Lingshuo pinched his nose.

"Really." Yao Fanglan said, "Hey, tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Let's go back and buy some mooncakes and ingredients?"

"Speaking of which, what happened to you on the street these days?"

"Thieves and hooligans are definitely indispensable, but big and weird things are fine." Yao Fanglan said proudly, "After all, it's the place that kid Qianling is in charge of."

Jing Lingshuo was silent for a while, and said, "Perhaps, you are right. Bei Qianling is more suitable for that position than Qianxiang."

"If you really think that way, then that's the best. If it's because of me, I still hope you can stick to your point of view." Yao Fanglan said, "By the way, what happened to that kid Jun Xi?"

Jing Lingshuo smiled wryly again: "You really should go and see him. After so many days, he still can't condense his sword energy, he's going crazy."

"Sword Qi?" Yao Fanglan asked, "What does it take to condense Sword Qi?"

Jing Shuo repeated what Bai Zeyu had said to Jing Junxi.After hearing this, Yao Fanglan smiled: "So that's the case. Jun Xi may not have understood what it means to 'turn emotions into sword energy'."

"Can you understand?"

"Yeah." Yao Fanglan answered it as a matter of course, "Is there anything I can't understand? I'll go and talk to him tomorrow."

The Mid-Autumn Festival is one of the most important festivals.Early in the morning, Shirasawa went to the kitchen to start preparations.Although Jing Lisuo didn't know anything, he was still arrested and sent to help.

Yao Fanglan waited until the sky was completely bright before strolling leisurely into the bamboo forest behind the sword shop.

After a few days without any results, Jing Junxi was really anxious, completely forgot his original intention, and kept swinging his sword at the bamboo in front of him without any rules.

"Hey, it's even more impossible for you to condense sword energy like this." Yao Fanglan chuckled lightly.

Ever since he started practicing sword qi, Jing Junxi always left at dawn and returned at midnight, so he had no chance to see Yao Zanglan at all.And he has always liked Yao Fanglan very much, now when he heard Yao Fanglan's voice, he suddenly calmed down and said happily: "Young Master Yao!"

"Junxi," Yao Fanglan took the bamboo sword in his hand, "If you want to practice sword qi, you must first figure out what 'turning emotions into sword qi' is."

The corner of his mouth raised and he sent the sword out.Before the blade reached, the bamboo leaves shook.

"Tell me, what kind of emotion was that just now?" Yao Fanglan held the sword in both hands, and turned to Jing Junxi.

Jing Junxi thought for a while: "It's joy."

"How did you know?"

Jing Junxi said: "Because you laughed before you swung your sword."

"Then how do you feel now compared to before I came?" Yao Fanglan induced.

"Very happy. Ah." Jing Junxi seemed to think of something, and his eyes widened instantly.

Yao Fanglan put the bamboo sword on the ground, and stretched out his hand to him: "Follow me."

There is a pond in the depths of the bamboo forest. Yao Fanglan pulled Jing Junxi to squat down by the pond, pointed to the surface of the pond and said, "Look, what's on the surface of the pond?"

"Little fish, little shrimp."

"What I'm asking is, what's on the 'pool noodles'?" Yao Fanglan was very patient, "Look again."

"Falling leaves? Ah." Jing Jun Xi Wu said, "Ripples."

Above the pond, the bamboo leaves are not as dense as elsewhere.The raindrops passed through the gaps in the bamboo leaves and fell on the surface of the pool, causing ripples in circles.

"It's the ripples." Yao Fanglan stood up, "Turning emotions into sword energy doesn't allow you to expel the emotions in your body to the outside, but to let you infect your surroundings with your own emotions, or in other words, assimilate your environment .”

"Think about it, would you still be happy if I didn't smile when I came here?"

"I see! Thank you, Mr. Yao!" Jing Junxi jumped up, ran back to the open space where the sword was practiced, and grabbed the bamboo sword.

He stood still in the middle of the open space, with his legs slightly bent one after the other, holding the sword in both hands on the oblique back side of his body.

He closed his eyes and said silently in his heart: "Concentrate, assimilate." After that, he fell completely silent.

The pattering rain hit him, but he didn't notice it, standing like a statue.

A gust of wind blew by, Jing Junxi opened his eyes suddenly, swung his sword fiercely, the sword energy turned into a strong wind, and blew the bamboo in front of him bare.

"I did it!" Jing Junxi shouted excitedly.

Yao Fanglan was helpless: "But you still have to learn to control it. You can't tell whether it's joy or anger."

"Yeah." Jing Junxi nodded again and again, and immediately wanted to try again.

It is said that the moon is sixteen round on the fifteenth day, but because of the continuous rain, the moon is not even seen in the full Mid-Autumn Festival.Therefore, in Liman, every Mid-Autumn Festival, people will hang yellow and large round lanterns at home, symbolizing a round of bright and happy moon that never sets.

Jing Lishuo put the food on the table.

"Wow," Yao Fanglan marveled, "I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

Jing Yanshuo scoffed, "How is that possible. Master made this. Master has already perfected his culinary skills when he was young."

Bai Zeyu put a plate of appalling dishes in front of Yao Fanglan: "Here, he made this. He said he would cook it for you after learning from me, but it turned out like this. You, kill chickens and pigs That’s about it, learn how to cook.”

Stir fried white meat.Although some places have been burnt, it can still be seen that the meat has turned white due to repeated cooking.

"Master!" Jing Lingshuo's face was flushed red, and he was about to snatch the dish back with his hand.

Yao Zanglan flicked his hand away, picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, put it in his mouth, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

"It's delicious." Yao Fanglan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, I'm interested."

"Mother, I'm blind." Jing Junxi covered his eyes with his hands, but his fingers were wide open.

Jing Yushuo said dejectedly: "Yao Yao, you don't need to comfort me."

"It's not consolation," Yao Fanglan said, "Although the color is a bit different, the taste is very good."

- It tastes like home.

The two adults, one old and one young, just spent a rainy mid-autumn night under the dim "moonlight".

Bai Zeyu spilled a glass of wine on the soil of the purple flowers, and thought to himself, he hasn't been this happy for a long time.