Chapter 4: Nourishing the Soul, Five Years

Chapter 4: Nourishing the Soul, Five Years

Xu Xiao returned to Zhenhai Fucheng. As soon as he entered Tingyu Pavilion, he heard Jin Qingzhao's laughter and couldn't help but frown slightly and walked in.

A man in white clothes was holding Jin Yu's hand and saying something, laughing from time to time, without the poise and demeanor of the eldest son of the family.

Seeing Xu Xiao come in, he stood up, winked, and said with a smile: "My good brother-in-law, I haven't seen you for more than half a year. I miss you very much."

Xu Xiao frowned even more and said quietly: "Brother Jin, be careful what you say."

Jin Qingzhao couldn't help but be startled when he heard his cold tone. He looked at Xu Xiao carefully and said, "Good brother-in-law, is your "Tiangang Martial Arts" already at the fourth level?"

Xu Xiao's face brightened slightly when he heard this, and he said: "Brother Jin has great eyesight. I didn't want to say anything about you. You are the eldest son of Jin and the eldest brother of Yu'er. You should set an example for the Jin family outside. You have been making a fuss. What if a servant sees you? Decency.”

Jin Qingzhao glanced at Jin Yu, then turned to Xu Xiao and said with a smile: "You have become the young head of the family, so you are really showing off. I have never had any desire for power. Although I am the eldest son, I just want freedom. "

Xu Xiao was silent after hearing this.

Jin Yuqiang sat up, his face no longer as pale as before, but his tone was still a little weak, and he said softly: "Husband, let's see what gift my eldest brother has brought for my son."

Jin Qingzhao picked up an agarwood box from the bedside and said with a smile: "When I heard that Yumei was giving birth, I brought people here non-stop to give gifts to my only nephew, but I still have to eat your clothes."

Xu Xiao's expression softened and he said, "Brother, I'm going to give my fist to you, but Xiao Yan was too harsh. Please forgive me, brother."

"It's okay, I know you are doing it for my own good. I have been friends with Yu Mei since we were children. Although Yu Mei's son is not your only son, he is my only nephew. How can I not congratulate him?"

Jin Qingzhao opened the wooden box and found a string of white jade Buddha beads standing inside, with a faint white light flowing on them.

"Martial treasure? Brother, this is a bit too precious." Xu Xiao's eyes narrowed and he saw that this Buddhist bead was a real martial treasure.

Warriors generally use ordinary soldiers, but there are also martial arts treasures on top of the ordinary soldiers, which can only be refined by indescribable innate warriors. There are few rumors. Even with the hundreds of years of accumulation of several large families in Ruyang County, there are not many pieces collected. .

At this moment, Jin Qingzhao took out a martial arts treasure, which showed his closeness to Jin Yu and Xu Xiao.

"This is not a complete weapon. It has some damage. However, it is a body-protecting weapon. It is relatively rare. It is suitable to give it to my nephew for body protection."

"Husband, since the eldest brother has sent it, please accept it." Jin Yu said softly, "I, Jin

The family is not short of this weapon. As for my son, come with me and I will feed him myself. "

"You are weak and still need to be nursed back to health. I have just asked Xun Niang to carry you to Qingzhu Pavilion. I have found three wet nurses in the city to take turns feeding and taking care of you. Don't worry," Xu Xiao took the beads and put them in Jin Yu's hand. Here, "My father named my eleventh son, Xu Disheng."

"Then the nickname is Sheng'er."

That night, Jin Qingdi, the second son of the Jin family, Bai Fanyu, the young head of the Bai family, and the foreign affairs elder of the Guo family in charge of the county came to Zhenhai Fucheng with generous gifts, entourage, carriages and horses.

There were also dignitaries, wealthy people and small aristocratic families in Ruyang County who came to congratulate him with generous gifts.

Xu Xiao held a banquet at the Sihai Pavilion in Zhenhai City. The three branches of the Xu family also returned to the main family to congratulate the young family leader on the birth of a son. The guests and hosts enjoyed themselves for a while.

Only Xu Xiao's wives, Zhang, the daughter of a merchant, Liu, the daughter of a small aristocratic family, and Sun, the daughter of a commoner, sat opposite each other in Fenglai Pavilion.

Mrs. Zhang said resentfully: "Have we ever had a good life since Mrs. Jin came in? Behind Mrs. Jin, there is the Jin family. They are domineering and gentle on the surface, but in fact they are unyielding and aggressive! The son she gave birth to today is , coupled with the innate vision, I think we will all fall out of favor!"

The girls didn't understand the things that accompany births. They just thought they had visions and were strictly ordered not to tell anyone about them, so they didn't think much about it.

Mrs. Liu came from a small aristocratic family in the Xu family fiefdom. When she heard this, she didn't take it too seriously. She smiled and said, "My Fu'er is the eldest son and is already four years old. Her Jin family's son was just born. Although her mother's family is powerful, But the gap of four years and the differences between the two siblings cannot be easily erased."

She was talking about her son Xu Fu, the eldest son born four years ago. He was smart since he was a child and was well-known in the city.

The girls were chatting in the attic without mentioning anything.

In the Sihai Pavilion, people were singing and dancing, drinking and drinking, and people wearing luxurious silk and satin clothes were smiling at each other.

In the city of Zhenhai Mansion, the sky is dark and thousands of houses are lit with lights.

There were beggars walking along the street. They were half-clothed and holding broken bowls, begging. The cold wind blew by, and the beggars shrank down, but the cold became even colder.

There are also ordinary people sitting around the stove, holding meals, laughing and talking as a family.

There was a merchant in the city who was just about to close his shop when he saw the street guard arriving. He hurriedly gave him some silver coins and sent him away with a smile and scolding.

There is a brothel in Huajie Street, where promiscuous women are swaying, their eyes numb but trying to be charming, beckoning businessmen or ordinary people to come into the building and earn some little money.

There is an underground dark hall and two martial arts

The players were fighting each other on the stone platform, and there was blood from their fists, but they were surrounded by gamblers with crazy eyes and roars while placing bets.

Outside Fucheng, in the fields, an old farmer looked at the sky, wiped his sweat, and walked home with his farm tools on his back.

Another hunter carried pheasants and hares back to his thatched house, picked up the prey, and smiled innocently at his wife.

On the cold riverside, there are even old people fishing. It is already dark, but the old man picks up the gourd and drinks wine, while singing to himself: "The road to immortality is long, the world is bitter, and it is difficult to bear the burden of looking back several times. Don't kill it." The mortal world cannot bear to care."

Five years.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the area within a hundred miles of Zhenhai City was covered with snow. All merchants on the road had to wrap their horseshoes with cloth before they could move forward.

The river was frozen, but there were many urchins playing on it. Not long after, their parents came to find them, pulling them half-carrying them home.

Most of the shops on the street have been closed, and some families are staying in their rooms around the stove to keep warm. Those who cannot light the stove can only shivering in their clothes to resist the cold.

On the attic of Qingzhu Pavilion, Xu Disheng was wearing a white fur coat and looking at the various situations in the world.

The maids Lan'er and Mei'er behind him knew the young master's temperament very well, but they still stepped forward and said: "Master Sheng, it's cold in front of the window. Don't stay too long."

"It's okay." The five-year-old boy has a calm expression, but his lips are red and his teeth are white. He is very handsome.

The brilliance was flowing in Xu Disheng's black eyes, and the Soul-Nursing Heart Secret Art had been running non-stop for five years.

"Song of Resurrection" is a secret that accompanies the heart, and its various miraculous features cannot be calculated. Xu Disheng followed this first Soul-Nursing Heart Technique, meditating day and night, absorbing the brilliance of the sun and moon outside the body from the Baihui Sea of ​​Consciousness. Although the amount each time was not much, he accumulated steps to cover a thousand miles and persevered every day. Now he has You can initially use the power of Nourishing Soul Heart Technique.

One of the wonderful uses is to use the soul power to cover the eyes, and you can see ten miles away. Things in the distance, regardless of hair, color, shape, size, are extremely clear, as if they are right in front of you.

Xu Disheng gradually dissipated the soul power in his eyes and looked back: "What time is it now?"

Lan'er and Mei'er looked at each other and said softly: "At this moment, the time is almost over."

"It's time to pay your respects to mother and change clothes."

"Yes." The two maids did not dare to say anything and silently helped Xu Disheng change. They took off the white fur robe and changed into a more formal robe.

Xu Disheng is more than three feet tall and has a slim figure. Putting on this tailor-made robe, she looks a bit like an eight or nine-year-old boy.