The warbler is chirping, the swallows are flying, and the petals are dancing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The streets and alleys are hung with red lights, and the joy is in pairs, a scene of prosperity and abundance.

All this can be called the natural environment is peaceful and tranquil, and the social environment is peaceful and peaceful.

Living in such an environment should be in a good mood.

However, some people are not.

The reason for this is that both the natural environment and the social environment are external environments that do not determine a person's mood.

A good mood mainly comes from the inner environment, which is a person's heart. A beautiful environment needs a clear state of mind to be perceived, the inner entanglement will be distorted, and the beauty will be turned a blind eye.

There are thousands of knots in the heart, and the knots are all self-knots. Zhuo Song, the owner of Zhuo Jian Villa, is like this right now.

Zhuo Song sat in the study, always feeling like he was hanging fifteen buckets, up and down. When he got up, he frowned and kept pacing back and forth, and it could be seen that he was thinking about his worries.

At this moment, a woman walked slowly from a distance. On closer inspection, the lady was between forty and fifty years old. She was dressed in a light blue green gauze skirt and a golden hosta, although her face was a little old that could not be concealed, but you can imagine how beautiful she was when she was young. Therefore, her appearance has not been completely disappeared by the years, coupled with the precipitation of life experience, it can be said that her temperament is elegant and her charm still exists.

She has a slow, steady gait, and barely makes a sound when she walks. From this, it can be seen that this person must have some effort, otherwise, a woman of such an age would not be able to do it.

She walked into the study lightly, and when she saw Zhuo Song who was thinking hard, her face showed a smile, and then she shook her head helplessly, and said, "Brother Song, why don't you rest so late?

Hearing the woman's voice, Zhuo Song, who was pacing and worrying, immediately stopped. So he turned his head a little and looked at the woman. Then he soothed the frowning face just now, and said with a smile: "Sister Xuan, why haven't you rested yet." ”

This woman is Mu Xuan, who tried her best to protect her son Zhuo Yifan a few days ago.

Mu Xuan is the daughter of the Pingyuan Dart Bureau, and because her family makes a living as bodyguards, she has practiced good martial arts since she was a child. In the eyes of outsiders, Mu Xuan has a pungent personality and is known as the roar of the lion in Hedong. But he cares about Zhuo Song very much, who would have thought that Mrs. Lion's Roar, who was still smiling during the day, would be so delicate and pitiful at night.

"I passed by the corridor just now, and I saw that the light in your study was not extinguished, and I thought you had something on your mind, so I came in by the way to see if I was still angry about protecting mortals!"

"Sister Xuan, you think too much, it's not a matter of a day or two for Fan'er to cause trouble everywhere, and this matter is not enough for me to take to heart. Zhuo Song stroked the woman's shoulder with his face and said in a gentle tone.

Hearing Zhuo Song's words, Mu Xuan turned his face to Zhuo Song's chest and smiled: "If there is anything, don't hide it from me! As the saying goes, three stinkers, one Zhuge Liang, one more person, one more thought." ”

After Zhuo Song heard this, he felt that what his wife said was reasonable. Then he nodded and lowered his eyes: "Well, there are really two things that make me worried." ”

Needless to say, the first thing is that since Zhuo Song took over Zhuo Jian Villa, the reputation of the villa has been declining day by day. The Zhuo family's business is not as good as before, and he is worried that the century-old family business will be ruined in his own hands, so Zhuo Song now urgently needs to forge a famous sword that can shock the martial arts.

The feeling of going downhill is completely different from going uphill. People who are in the cold, through their own continuous efforts, coupled with external circumstances, gradually become more prosperous, or steadily prosper. In this process, although it was very hard, I watched everything start from scratch, from unknown to well-known, and then to famous, and the sense of accomplishment in my heart continued to burst. What I feel here is that life is full of beauty. It's not like that's going downhill. From the previous prosperity, the gradual decline during the experience, and then the bleakness. In this process, the mentality is like a roller coaster, slowly experiencing the warmth and coldness of the world. Although some people ridicule themselves for having it, and they no longer value those fame and fortune, but watching the beauty in front of them continue to be lost, the inner torment can be imagined. Walking downhill, the heart is negative, the eyes are always full of darkness, even if you are in the scorching sun, the heart is June snow. Walking downhill, the mentality is also fragile, even if there is a little wind and grass, it will be regarded as a storm, and others will take a look at it as a century to interpret it.

Zhuo Song has always hoped that in his lifetime, he can forge a sword that surpasses the power of the ancestors. Although the Zhuo family has a rule that it cannot involve the affairs of the rivers and lakes, Zhuo Song believes that since he became the owner of the village, the reputation of Zhuo Jian Villa is getting worse day by day, and there is even a danger of disappearing, in order to revive the former glory of Zhuo Jian Villa, Zhuo Song has been working secretly for the past two years.

The second thing is Zhuo Yifan, a bastard boy. Anyway, he is also approaching the age of a weak crown, and it is not a way to make trouble like this all day long. Zhuo Song thought that he would grow old one day, and the villa would always be handed over to his son one day, but seeing Yifan like this, how dare he entrust the villa to him.

Zhuo Song has always rarely asked about Zhuo Yifan, unless this kid causes trouble outside or inside the village, and has to do his father's responsibility. But he was always protected by his insider Mu Xuan, which caused Zhuo Yifan to be fearless in everything he did, which was also a headache for Zhuo Song.

"Master, I have no objection to you forging a sword, but Fan'er is our only son, you must hand over the villa to him, otherwise who else can you hand it over." Although I spoil Fan'er on weekdays, he is our only precious son after all. Mu Xuan said emotionally.

"Alright, my aunt, you're thinking too much about it. While saying that, she was very embarrassed, and at the same time she gently grabbed Mu Xuan's waist to calm her emotions.

"Master, what I said, you must think deeply. Mu Xuan tugged at Zhuo Song's sleeve and said softly.

The love that parents have for their children is different. For mothers, it is unconditional love. As long as it is her own child, who is safe, healthy, in a good mood and has a rich life, as a mother, she will give everything she has to help her children achieve their wishes. As a father, it's conditional love. This may have something to do with the characteristics of male animals, where fathers always want their children to be productive and socially recognized, and in this case, he is more willing to help. If you don't, you may do something incomprehensible to your child. Especially for families with many children, mothers tend to pity and take care of the worst child, while fathers pour more love into their children who have successful careers. The way some famous male figures in history treat their children is sometimes bizarre, but if you understand the difference in parental love, you can understand the truth. It can be seen that Mu Xuan's worries about Zhuo Song's position as the owner of the village are not unreasonable.

Of course, there is another reason why Zhuo Song rarely asks about Zhuo Yifan. That is, Zhuo Song is very obsessed with sword forging, and often stays alone in the forging pavilion for several months, just like a cultivator who needs to retreat and cultivate.

No, just after chatting with his wife about his worries, Zhuo Song came to the place where he devoted his heart and soul to the Forge Pavilion as usual.

The forging pavilion is a special place for sword casting in Zhuojian Villa.

The Forge Pavilion is not a simple pavilion. The reason why it is called the Forging Pavilion is because it is an underground forging field with the entrance to the Pavilion, and only the blood children of Honjo can enter with a token, and it is difficult for outsiders to approach the entrance of the Pavilion, which can be described as a forbidden place for outsiders.

Entering the pavilion, there is a very thick stone door in front, several long swords are carved on the stone door, the long sword is carved vividly, and a stone lion stands on the right side of the stone door is very majestic.

I saw Zhuo Song standing in front of the stone lion, raising his hand and patting it lightly on the lion's head, and the stone door made a squeaky sound, and then slowly rose.

As soon as the stone door opened, the inside suddenly opened up, the space was vast, all kinds of furnishings were in order, accompanied by bright lights, all kinds of large and small furnaces were placed in the field, and from time to time there were shirtless sturdy men shuttling among them.

They threw the best black iron into the furnace and burned a reddish glowing liquid, which was estimated to be a thousand degrees. Then slowly poured into the sword mold, and when the molten iron slowly solidified for about three minutes, two tall and powerful men appeared around the sword mold, and began to beat the dark iron that was still about to clot, clanging, very rhythmic.

Walking through the field, I came to a stone house with slightly light light, and the layout inside couldn't help but make people chill.

I saw that the four walls were covered with extremely sharp swords, and although the light was very weak, the cold air of the sword was close to people's hearts, emitting a dazzling cold light.

"Big brother, you're here. ”

The speaker is a person of the same age as Zhuo Song, this person is Zhuo Song's younger brother Zhuo Ran, that is, Zhuo Yifan's second uncle.

Zhuo Song turned around, suppressed the worries in his heart, and sighed: "Alas, our Zhuo family is on the rivers and lakes, and it used to be the world's No. 1 Sword Casting Villa, but now its momentum is getting weaker and weaker. ”

Then, he sighed again and said, "Yifan, this kid, is still so ignorant, how can we rest assured that we will hand over the villa to him in the future!"

Zhuo Ran stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Big brother, don't worry too much. Yifan, this child, is still young, and it will be fine in the future. ”

"Alas, second brother, I hope it is as you say. We are all old, and it is up to them to do the future. Zhuo Song shook his head helplessly.