Martial King’s Retired Life

57. Feizhensuwen·Qingzhen

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In my memory, there is a child.

He loves to cry.

The various scenes in my memory seem to be too numerous to count, and they always seem to be the same. It’s just that the memory is as blurry as if it had been soaked in water. But I remember his crying face very clearly.

The child, who was three years older than me but three generations younger, fell down because he couldn't stand firmly while standing on horseback. He blinked his eyes, bit his mouth in frustration, and continued to punch while crying. Tears kept falling down her fair face, and her face was covered with black marks.

So ugly.

That's what I thought at the time.

But even so, as soon as I call, he will immediately wipe away his tears and run to my side.

"Uncle-Master, you are hungry... I will carry you to eat.

Then he lifted me up with great effort.

I lay comfortably on his back. The sunshine that day was very comfortable, and I squinted my eyes in enjoyment. Look at the little back in front of you.

.Ah... His hands and feet are all small, he must be only five or six years old.

I can't remember what happened at this time, maybe because I was just a child at that time.

After a few years, I grew up and he became a teenager. I gradually came to know who he was. He was my little nephew. If he wanted to listen to me, he would call me my uncle.

He doesn't cry much anymore, but his situation is no better than when he was a child.

Even among the many senior brothers, he is not a clever child. What others would complete in one day, he would often practice for three or four days, frowning to himself, showing an expression of incomprehensible sorrow. Death of Wen Xiaozhi

His master, my nephew, said his talent was too low. He often called him a stupid cow and a Trojan horse, and kept increasing his workload.

I am angry.

I walked up to my nephew and stepped on my little boots vigorously.

Minghuayu! Why are you so bad! If you don't let him rest, who will play with me?

When my nephew saw me, he rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Uncle Master, why are you here to cause trouble? But he has reached the middle of practicing the Yi Jin Jing and is not suitable to play with you. If he loses control of his energy, something will definitely happen.

I couldn't understand what he was saying, I just pouted and stomped on the ground hard, my little boots stomped loudly, and I kept shouting I don't care, I don't care, I don't care! I want him! I want him!

The boy came over. He was much taller than me at this time. He picked me up out of habit and put me on his shoulders. I, who was crying at first, stopped crying unconsciously because of this action. My small hands were wrapped around his shoulders that were getting stronger, and I felt an inexplicable peace of mind.

"Master, I will play with my uncle first. I will practice in the evening.

I didn't know it at the time, but he played with me every day, but he didn't have much time to sleep every night. His schoolwork was already very tight and he had less time to sleep than all his disciples.

Until that year when I was twelve years old, I still let him go everywhere with me. One night when I had nothing to do, I opened the door and heard someone practicing martial arts outside.

Only then did I see him concentrating on practicing martial arts that I didn’t understand at all. I didn’t understand what he was practicing, but I was fascinated by his face.

He practiced until morning, until he collapsed on the ground exhausted, and then fell asleep in front of my room.

I quietly opened the window and looked at him sleeping under my window. Silently staring at the sleeping face, his cheeks turned slightly red.

When did I fall in love with him?

I stared at the moonlight, feeling melancholy rising in my heart.

It probably started with that sleeping face.

"Girl, girl."

I came back to my senses for a moment and responded lightly: "Hey."

The person who called me was the owner of the painting studio. Tianxiangyuan was established by the imperial court, but after all, they didn't know anything about running these romantic places, so they invited several partners. One of them is Boss Dong of this painting studio.

Boss Dong knew that I was from the martial arts world, so he was a little afraid of me.

Boss Dong smiled, rubbed his hands, nodded and bowed: "Girl, you are the number one in my studio - no, the most amazing courtesan in the capital. The current price has far exceeded the previous records of courtesans. , a total of five hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver, to be divided equally as we said, you are the source of wealth for our shadow studio.

After that, people around me came up to express their congratulations, and then I remembered that I was still working as an oiran in this studio, and tonight was the day when I would put my cards together.

Feizhen's threats that day failed to scare them away. Instead, they brought in enough manpower to protect them. As a result, more people came.

I looked at the men crowded in the seats, filled with disgust.

They all looked at one of the men with great jealousy, gritting their teeth towards him but unable to do anything about it. It seemed that he was the one who paid a high price of 550,000 taels.

I was completely unaware of their wild bidding just now, so I returned to God and said:

"Is it all over?

"It's over." Boss Dong smiled from ear to ear, "The eldest son of Duke Zheng will also be a prince in the future. Girl, you have become a noble person. When you become the wife of the Duke of China in the future, don't forget us. ah.

In the distance, Mr. Zheng Guogong is a fat man as fat as a ball. It was the man who insulted me on the boat that day, causing me to be so angry that he killed me on the boat. His eyes seemed to be stripping me of all my clothes. He was extremely rude, with a bit of disdain and an air of longing for my response.

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I know what dirty content is in his mind, but I no longer have the energy to pay attention to these boring people.

I said these four words, but I didn't know what I said. Staring blankly at the moon in the sky, the moonlight is like water, immersing us in this dreamlike air.

The current scene is like a dream.

-A nightmare that I can't wake up from no matter how hard I struggle.

After tonight, will everything be just memories?

I closed my eyes, and the surroundings seemed to quiet down. As the silence spread, all the strength in my body seemed to be withdrawn from my body.

My cousin said that I am a rare martial arts prodigy. I like to be whimsical when practicing martial arts, and I also like to take shortcuts in my internal skills. Nowadays, no matter how high the martial arts is, it is not solid. It takes a year and a half to consolidate the foundation and cultivate one's strength. The mind cannot be shaken too much.

I didn't take it to heart at first. But when I fell ill in Daluoshan a few months ago, I realized that this was true.

My heart is dying, and I can't live anymore.

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.-....Tonight may be my death.

I know you don't like me.

I have treated you badly since you were a child, I am willful and unruly, and I am your elder.

I am like this, but I fall in love with you. You must think that I am very troublesome and shameless.

But I still, really want, really want to see you again.

You are still the same as when you were a child, carrying me here and there. I am just like when I was a child, relying on you, pestering you and getting tired of you. We don't want to change, we are still the same as before.

How nice you say.

The surrounding voices grew quiet.

It was as quiet as sinking into the deep sea, and nothing could be heard. My eyelids are so heavy that I can't open them.

I'm going to die.

Suddenly there was a voice that shattered the shell of silence.

"Step aside!"

"Little Auntie! Where are you =

In my memory, the boy's voice seemed to revive in my heart. He called me anxiously, as if I would disappear.

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