Hearing Weiming's question, Po Meng raised her head, smiled and said, "I saw you holding this jade pendant all night long, even when you fell asleep, so I wanted to make a lanyard for you to wear.
It's around your neck so you don't have to hold it all the time. I originally planned to tell you, but seeing that you were sleeping peacefully, I didn't bother you."
"So that's it~ Thank you very much, Sister Meng."
He glanced at the jade pendant in Po Meng's hand and thanked Weiming.
"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Meng lowered her head again and said while weaving the lanyard in her hand: "Between you and me, there is no need to say thank you."
Seeing Po Meng doing her needlework meticulously, Weiming couldn't help but smile knowingly, said "Hmm~" and said nothing more, as if everything was silent.
"Get up quickly, wash up and eat! After dinner, go to the master's study to find the master Wu Xiazi, saying that I have something to tell you." Po Meng continued, and at the same time pointed to the breakfast and face wash that had been prepared beside her.
water.
"Yeah! Got it, Sister Meng~" Weiming heard that the master had something to tell him, and he quickly climbed out of bed to wash up and eat.
After a while, after Weiming finished eating, he greeted Po Meng. When he was about to go out, he was stopped by Po Meng.
"Wait a minute, put on the jade pendant first~" It turned out that Po Meng had already made the lanyard of the jade pendant and put it on the jade pendant.
After tying the jade pendant to Weiming's chest, Po Meng took two steps back and looked at it. She couldn't help but smile and said, "How is it? Do you still like it?"
Weiming lowered his head and looked at the blood-edged peach blossom and white jade on his chest, as well as the black and white lanyard that passed through the edge of the peach blossom base. Naturally, he liked it very much. But looking at the lanyard that was obviously not an ordinary silk thread, Weiming still couldn't help it.
He asked: "Of course I like it, but what kind of silk thread is this? I guess it's not an ordinary silk thread, right?"
Po Meng smiled and replied: "Of course it's not ordinary silk thread. The white ones are some sky silk threads that I asked Mr. Hu for. As for the black ones..." Po Meng laughed mysteriously, looked at Weiming and said, "No.
Tell you~"
Hearing Mrs. Meng's answer, Weiming rolled his eyes speechlessly, but he didn't ask any more questions. He turned around and waved his hand, saying: "Women have so many secrets. I'm going to see the master first and see Sister Meng again." After that, he turned around and waved his hand.
Out of the room.
"Little fool..." Po Meng looked at the direction Wei Ming was leaving, with a slight arc at the corner of her mouth, and murmured: "Those are actually three colors~" As she said this, Po Meng's fingers seemed to touch accidentally.
Touching the long dark blue hair hanging down on her chest.
...
Wuxiazi study room.
Weiming looked at the half-open door and didn't care about the red tape. He pushed the door open and went in. As soon as he entered, he saw his master Wuxiazi writing furiously on the desk.
"Master~"
Weiming called out and saw that the master took the time to gesture to him, so he didn't bother him. He just walked to the master and waited quietly. At the same time, he also took a close look at the master's calligraphy. As he looked at it, he was still thinking.
I can't help but think about and comment on it carefully.
While watching, Wei Ming silently recited what the master had written.
"If you take advantage of the righteousness of heaven and earth and guard against the debate of the six qi, how can you treat those who wander infinitely? Therefore, it is said: A perfect person has no self, a god has no merit, and a saint has no name."
This is one of the passages in "Zhuangzi·Xiaoyaoyou". It talks about the saint controlling the six qi and traveling to the infinite realm. This is the essence of Xiaoyao sect's martial arts philosophy.
Although Weiming has also read "Zhuangzi", he thinks that he is still far away from the realm of the book. But now when he saw one of the passages written by the master in cursive script and felt the artistic conception of the writing, he felt that he was right.
I have a vague understanding of that unattainable realm.
"Haha~" Wu Xiazi, who had stopped writing at some point, couldn't help but laugh twice when he saw Wei Ming's look, and said, "Wei Ming'er, you just looked at it for a long time, what can you see?"
"Ah~?" Weiming was fascinated. Hearing the master's voice, he subconsciously looked up and saw the master looking at him with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but feel a little shy, touched the back of his head and said sheepishly: "
The master is joking, but the disciple's writing style is crude, how dare he comment on the master's works?"
Hearing what Weiming said, Wu Xiazi stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Disciple, you are so humble. When I visited Wangyou Valley as my teacher some time ago, I heard the scholar praising you in my ear! He said you are
He is a rare calligraphy genius. You must know that scholars rarely praise others when it comes to calligraphy~"
"Ah~? That old pervert...ahem~ Senior scholar mentioned disciple in front of the master?" Weiming looked at Wu Xiazi in surprise, and almost even called out the scholar's nickname.
"Haha~" Wu Xiazi stroked his beard, pretending not to hear the unidentified slip of the tongue, and continued: "Yes~ When the teacher went to Wangyou Valley to meet friends some time ago, they happened to be there. During the period, the daughter of the miracle doctor Xiang Yun came to the teacher
I asked about your current situation, and the scholar and the others happened to hear it, but I didn’t expect that you would actually have contact with the scholar and the others."
As he said this, Wu Xiazi glanced at Wei Ming narrowly. After all, he knew what kind of personality the scholar was.
"Uh~ Haha!" Wei Ming smiled awkwardly, a little speechless. Regarding the scholar and Dan Qingzi's hobbies in certain aspects, Wei Ming was helpless.
Seeing this, Wu Xiazi stopped teasing his disciple and changed the topic and said, "Weiming'er, do you know why my master called you here today?"
Finally getting to the point. Weiming thought in his mind, and breathed a sigh of relief, then continued: "Disciple, please obey the master's instructions."
"Haha~ It's not a big deal. You are now sixteen years old and have only been here for more than a month. It's time to engage in some production activities within the family." Wuxiazi said slowly.
"Production?" Weiming was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that these plots seemed to have existed in the previous game, but after all, the descriptions in the game were too general, and at this time, Weiming just wanted to ask in detail.
"Disciple knows, but master, I dare to ask, what production activities are we mainly engaged in in Xiaoyao Valley~" Wei Ming glanced at Wu Xiazi and asked cautiously.
Wu Xiazi didn't have much reaction to Wei Ming's question, and said calmly: "Of course you can do whatever you can. For example, Lao Hu often helps the villagers down the mountain forge some farm tools and kitchen utensils. Your senior brother often
They go up the mountain to hunt and collect herbs. Your second senior brother is good at mining, and your senior sister is good at medicine, so they often go down the mountain to practice medicine. In addition, they will also do other things to prevent violence, such as helping the villagers drive away wild beasts or bandits, and helping the government to arrest some
Wanted criminals and the like, by the way, for example, the Thirteen Wild Geese of Northern Shaanxi that you and Xuan'er arrested before entering the house were entrusted to me by the chief arrest officer of the Six Gates, and then I sent Xuan'er to handle it."
Hearing Wu Xiazi's explanation, Weiming was suddenly enlightened and a little embarrassed. After all, when he was hunting down the Northern Shaanxi Sanyan, he basically fished in troubled waters. At the same time, Weiming also had a general understanding of Xiaoyao Valley's financial structure. (See those who don't understand.
Work related.)
"Then...Master, is this the same for other sects?" After thinking about his own affairs, Weiming asked about the situation of other sects.
"Well~" Wu Xiazi thought for a moment and said: "Basically there is no difference. However, although Xiaoyao Valley is one of the most famous families in the world, it is not as big as the other major sects. Their main property income is,
They still come from their respective lands and other industries, such as the more typical Baicaomen, which controls most of the drug stores in Jiangnan, and there are also some sects that are industries in their own right, such as the Changhong Escort Bureau in Luoyang."