In the afternoon of the second day, Rong Shaoyang finished his government affairs and went to Fengqi Palace to teach Ye Mao martial arts.
Liu Shu ordered several court ladies to carry chairs to the courtyard, put some cushions, and then supported Chuyao to sit down and watch Ye Mao practice martial arts.
Rong Shaoyang only used the sword move once, then threw the sword to Ye Mao, and said with a smile: "I will only demonstrate it once, how much experience you can get is up to you."
Ye Mao took the sword, and continued to draw the sword flower like a gourd. Chu Yao held the cup and sipped the tea carefully. Looking up, he made the sword move seem to be slightly different from Rong Shaoyang's. I can't tell.
"What he lacks is internal strength." Rong Shaoyang answered Chuyao, and he turned to look at Ye Mao again, with a slight smile on his lips: "Without internal strength, you can use this set of swordsmanship to this extent, He is a talented person, and maybe he will be able to surpass me in more than ten years."
Chuyao put down the cup in his hand, and said with a smile: "Then you really have to be careful."
"Watch out for what?"
"Tiger raising is a problem." Chuyao frowned, and said, "Snow Wolf was very well-behaved when he was a child. Didn't he just attack the palace and be locked up more than a year ago?"
Since Chuyao left Li Palace at that time, Xuelang has grown up gradually, and I don't know if it is because of Chuyao's absence that he has gradually become manic, and one day he actually attacked someone, so Rong Shaoyang ordered someone to lock it up. Even when Chuyao came back later and wanted to get close to it, it also looked out of control.
"It's been a long time since I saw it, so I don't know what's going on now." Chuyao frowned worriedly. After all, it originally lived in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, which was isolated from the world, but it followed her to the dust of human affairs, breaking It lost the tranquility and comfort it should have.
"If you miss it, I'll order someone to move the cage here for you to see." Rong Shaoyang lowered his eyes and said to Chuyao.
Chu Yao shook his head, and said, "Where is it locked up? It's more convenient for me to go see it and move the place, fearing that it will become more manic."
"Also."
Ye Mao felt dissatisfied after finishing a set of sword moves, so he reluctantly asked Rong Shaoyang for advice.
"Speaking of which, you called your sister, but you never called my brother-in-law." Rong Shaoyang smiled at him, the meaning in these words was obvious.
Ye Mao pursed his lips, but didn't speak.
"Stop teasing him, go and teach him." Seeing that Ye Mao really didn't want to scream, Chuyao rescued him.
"Okay, okay, listen to your wife." Rong Shaoyang bent over and whispered in Chuyao's ear.
This sound of a lady was not a whisper, at least Ye Mao could hear it clearly, and the expression on his face was a bit awkward. When Rong Shaoyang taught him later, he was often distracted.
"Take a rest for a while." Seeing that Ye Mao was not in the right state, Chuyao stopped them.
Ye Mao dejectedly retracted his sword and walked back to Chuyao's side. Rong Shaoyang followed him slowly, looking at his back with deep and dark eyes.
Rong Shaoyang felt some subtle changes in Ye Mao's relationship with them. He thought it was just a child throwing a temper tantrum, but there were more and more such things, so he had to pay attention. Ye Mao is now fourteen, and he is not considered a child, so it is possible that his state of mind has changed.
After Ye Mao left Fengqi Palace, Rong Shaoyang told Chuyao what was on his mind, and Chuyao couldn't help laughing and said, "Are you even jealous of children?"
"He is already fourteen, not a child anymore." Rong Shaoyang sat across from her, not agreeing with her indifferent attitude now, and said again: "Do you remember what you were doing when you were fourteen?"
Chu Yao frowned, and according to what Rong Shaoyang said, he thought about his fourteen years in his mind. At that time, she was bullied by Song Zijue during the day, and started dancing at night when no one was around. At that time, Jiang Qianyang was the only one who cared about and helped her in the entire Song Mansion, and he became like a driftwood in her sinking water. In that kind of years, when love first started, she once thought that he would be her attachment for the rest of her life.
In the end, it can't meet the time and utility, and the vagaries of people's hearts are unpredictable.
Thinking about it this way, he suddenly felt that the worry and worry in Rong Shaoyang's mouth was not impossible. Ye Mao was originally a homeless child who was adopted into the palace by them, and it is very likely that his grateful heart will be blurred into an indistinct attachment, just like her back then.
"What about you? What are you doing at the age of fourteen?" Chu Yao asked, shaking off the messy thoughts in his mind.
"Practice martial arts in the Night Cloud Valley." Rong Shaoyang answered concisely, and this was indeed the only thing he was doing in those years.
Chuyao recalled that on that snowy night, it seemed that he was also at the same age when he met the boy in white.It's different.
"What happened before that? Where are you? Jiang Yangrong's house?" Chu Yao asked casually.
"Well, I went to Yexia Valley with my master when I was thirteen years old." In order to hide his identity, he entered Jiang Yangrong's house as an illegitimate child, and was bullied by his nominal elder brother and aunt in Rongfu. He lived through those days since he was five years old. When I reached thirteen, it seems like a lifetime away when I think about it now.
"Speaking of which, if Jiang Yang is going to Tongzhou, he must pass through Fengzhou, so why did you say you hadn't been to Fengzhou when you were at the Yongzhou Inn?" Chu Yao remembered that he had clearly answered that he had never been to Fengzhou when he was a child.
Rong Shaoyang raised a smile at the corner of his mouth: "My identity is sensitive, and I met you not long ago, so I naturally have a heart of embankment, don't you?"
Regarding Rong Shaoyang's rhetorical question, Chu Yao did not deny it, and was indeed wary of him at that time.
"The year you passed by Fengzhou, there was a lot of snow in Fengzhou, didn't you?" There are not many snowy places in the country of Yan, Fengzhou is considered a relatively warm place, and there are dozens of heavy snow like that Once a year, it is naturally impressive.
"How did you know?" Rong Shaoyang was quite surprised.
"On a snowy night that year, in front of a pharmacy, you gave a girl a piece of silver." Chu Yao lowered his eyebrows and took a sip of Biluochun.
Rong Shaoyang frowned, as if searching for such a thing in his mind.
"You may have forgotten, but the girl who got that ingot of silver has never forgotten the impact of that ingot of silver and that conversation on her." Seeing that he couldn't remember, Chuyao reminded: "You said it was for your illusory self-esteem." , would rather give up mother's life, stupid."
Rong Shaoyang was amazed at what Chuyao said. He had already vaguely remembered that snowy night in Fengzhou, when he went out to buy wine for his master, but ended up giving the money to a girl he never knew. He can't be considered a good person who acts bravely, but the girl begged the doctor to save her mother, which reminded him of his mother. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com