Chapter 153: Naturally

Jiang Yao gave the white crane to the ancestor on behalf of Liu Ye, "Master, do you like it?" ”

"I prefer the return of the goose." Xuanyuan set to tease his beloved disciple.

"It's a pity that Master doesn't like it." Jiang Yao was a little discouraged, the master is a master in the world, fine wine and famous piano...

"This piano was given to Master by Ye'er," Jiang Yao looked at Xuanyuan Ji's face.

"Master, she studied art with me, and Master saw her when she was young." He did not ask for the master's opinion and gave the apprenticeship privately.

"That is to say, I am her master, you are her master, one day as a teacher and a father for life." Xuanyuan Ji narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"I'm the same age as her, does Master have a father of the same age?"

"Grandpa in the rocking car, grandson on crutches"

"Master, Ye'er is very smart, you will definitely like her when you see her."

"How can you be sure that you will like her when you see her?" “

Needless to say, there is no woman in the world who can compare to her. has an excellent personality, shows off her wisdom, is smart and kind, and a girl has a chivalrous heart..."

"Well, it's better to see than to hear, but I want to see if it's as you say." He once gave Liu Ye a piece of jade, when she was four years old, and it was like a jade carved ice.

He believes in the vision of his apprentice. It's just that looking at his appearance, when he mentioned the willow eyebrows, he fell too deep, and he had to pour cold water.

Girls also have Huigen, and their talent is not inferior to Jiang Yao at all.

Jiang Yao carried a bamboo basket on his back and went to the cliff to pick dendrobium. Xuanyuan Ji sat on a protruding stone on the edge of the cliff, his sleeves fluttering, like a feathered immortal.

Jiang Yao climbed the cliff with his bare hands, and the four people of spring, summer, autumn and winter also climbed the boulder with bamboo baskets on their backs.

There are many cliffs and boulders, some places go straight up and down, and the boulders are light and can be seen, and there is no place for hands and feet to climb at all.

As the saying goes, flowers bloom on stones, and precious medicinal herbs often grow in desperate places. The delicate rhizomes dig deep into the crevices of the rocks, and the yellow-green flowers have a faint fragrance.

Like gibbons, a few people swayed deftly from rock to rock.

Xuanyuan Ji sat or lay on the boulder, and the mountain wind puffed up his wide-sleeved robe. He wasn't at all worried about someone on the cliff stumbling and falling.

The body is as light as a swallow flying on the wall, for them is a piece of cake, this is really not Xuanyuan Ji's boasting.

Facts speak louder than words, the five people rushed up like a big peng spreading their wings, and the five people gathered around Xuanyuan to gather back.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the four of them went around the forest and brought back a few pheasants and hares. I went to the cold pool to catch a few crucian carp and white fish.

The autumn rain followed the winter frost, and the winter frost cleaned up the fish by the pool, scraped the scales, and disemboweled.

"Winter frost, I'll get it."

Winter Frost washed his hands in the pool water, stood up and walked away.

"Winter Frost, where?"

Winter Frost does not answer. Ignored by the winter frost, the autumn rain has become accustomed to it.

Winter Frost went straight to the Quanyuan Cave, placed dishes, chopsticks, cups and plates on the stone table, and served fruits such as lychees, longans, and pineapples.

Then go to the kitchen to make a fire, boil the water, put the fish in it, simmer it in the spring water, and add salt when it comes out of the pot. The meat is delicious and the soup is rich.

The spring breeze cleans up the pheasant, the summer moon goes to the bamboo forest to dig bamboo shoots, the pheasant and the bamboo shoots are cooked together, ginger and mountain onions are added to the soup, and salt is added when the pot is released. The delicacies of the mountains are all made from local materials.

Jiang Yao and Master played against each other in the pavilion. Go is a chess piece polished by jade and mutton fat jade, and Jiang Yao brought it back to his master.

Winter frost cooked tea for the two, and Qingbi's tea soup was poured into the bamboo cup, and the tea fragrance was overflowing. Dongshuang added tea and water to the two while watching the chess game.

There will always be a surprising and winning move. The sunspot is subject to three, the white son chooses the hanging corner, and the sunspot chooses the lower corner position, wanting to form a distant clamp on the white.

Winter Frost secretly speculated, if I came to play, how should I fall? Her phoenix eyes were glued to the chessboard, moving with the green and white sons.

The master has made a move, and the fight is not for the gains and losses of one son and one place. Chess is like character, and the pattern of mind and bearing can be known from the chess road.

Winter Frost, who was immersed in the chess game, sometimes pondered and sometimes smiled, and the cold ground finally came alive. This revealed the carefree and joyful nature of the teenage child.

Xia Yue came over and stood outside the pavilion and respectfully saluted, "Grandpa, son, please eat." ”

Xuanyuan Ji and Jiang Yao stood up, Dongshuang stood with his head down, his eyes frequently aimed at the chessboard.

The spring source cave is gourd-shaped, from the entrance of the cave into the sudden opening, a natural stone hall, stone table and stone bench are natural.

A group of people sat around the stone table, bamboo cups, bamboo bowls, bamboo plates, fragrant pheasant stewed bamboo shoots, delicious fish soup, roasted hares.

The sun shines in from the entrance of the cave, the birds outside the cave are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the cave is cool and pleasant. There was only the slight sound of spoons and pots clashing, and a few people ate quietly.

Xuanyuan Ji and Jiang Yao continued the chess game, and Dongshuang stayed by the tea stove, observing and learning the master's game tricks.

Every day, Jiang Yao accompanies the master to sit and drink, or burn incense and touch the piano, or taste tea around the fireplace, or play chess games, or test swordsmanship...

The sound of the wind, the sound of the water, the sound of the piano, the sound of birds, the sound of chess. The sound of fighting came from the clouds, and the sound of Lang reading aloud was the four children reading and learning martial arts.

A cold jade bed in the Quanyuan Cave is used to improve internal strength and temper muscles and bones.

Outside the cave, there is a hammock tied to the towering ancient tree to practice light exercises. Even if you are tied to a thin branch and cultivated to a certain extent, you will sleep in a hammock, and the branch will not be overwhelmed and broken.

At night, lie in the hammock and watch the moon shadow move westward, counting the stars.

Jiang Yao likes to live with nature and the mountains and forests. If Liu Ye came with him, he would discuss with the master and simply stay in Luofu Mountain, but unfortunately Liu Ye did not come with him.

Yao'er, it's all good to be a teacher, you should come back early, don't let Miss Liu worry about it. Xuanyuan Ji often reminded Jiang Yao like this.

The more Master said that, the more he couldn't go. It was not easy for him to come back, and I don't know when he would come back.

Second, if he really listens to the master's words, won't he become oblivious to his righteousness, only caring about the personal feelings of his children, and forgetting to respect his teacher and fulfill his filial piety.

Although they are masters and apprentices, they are like father and son. He has been by Master's side since he was a child, and Master has devoted all his efforts to cultivating and raising him, and Master is his father who is close by blood.

Master is a fairy and a strange scholar, but he is not an immortal after all. The years are ruthless, and the master will grow old day by day.

Although Xuanyuan Ji was reluctant to apprentice, a month later, he personally sent Jiang Yao and the five people out of the mountain.

The four children went up the mountain for five, four, and three years, and life in the mountains was intense and fulfilling in the eyes of the children. The four children shed tears to bid farewell to their grandfather.

Xia Yue cried so hard that she knelt on the ground and didn't want to leave, "Grandpa, don't drive Xia Yue away, let Xia Yue stay and take care of you." ”

Jiang Yao knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, "Master, take care of yourself, and take your leave." ”

Xuanyuan Ji had already turned around and swept towards the mountain. Children leave Luofu Mountain, they have their own world, don't tie their steps.

Xuanyuan Ji raised his hand and wiped it, his face was already wet. After leaving, the mountains and forests of Nuoda will only be accompanied by the breeze and the moon, flowers, birds, and beasts.

Two other bluebirds walked with them. The bluebird is very spiritual, and legend has it that it is the messenger of the Queen Mother of the West. There is a blue bird as a messenger to facilitate the contact between master and apprentice.