"The Martial Way is like this, so the cultivation methods of the Immortal Way are probably the same principle..."
Wei Tu thought of this.
Then, Wei Tu reminded himself that the cultivation of the Martial Way was far from the end. He could use it to obtain official recognition and improve his status, but he must always remember to avoid disputes and fights, and preserve his life.
He had a great future ahead of him; there was no need to fight to the death over trivial matters.
"However..."
"Although the sword is not drawn, it must exist. The art of killing is a means to protect oneself, and it must also be learned."
Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of the twenty-fourth year of Qing An.
This day was the New Year's Day festival.
Early in the morning.
Wei Tu finished washing up in his room, put on his winter clothes, and carried the New Year's gifts he had bought in town a few days ago in both hands. He was then led by a maidservant into the Inner Quarters.
He walked around the corridor.
And arrived at the living room of Martial Graduate Dan.
In the courtyard, a middle-aged scholar in a blue robe was already standing there. He looked about seventy percent similar to Martial Graduate Dan.
Although their appearances were similar, the middle-aged scholar's temperament was somewhat different from Martial Graduate Dan's. He was thin and looked very refined.
"Brother Yan Gong." Wei Tu stepped forward and bowed to the middle-aged scholar.
The middle-aged scholar in front of him was none other than the only son of Martial Graduate Dan, Dan Yangong, who had been living in the Prefectural City for a long time.
Dan Yangong was born weak, so he did not follow his father's path of martial arts. Instead, he pursued the imperial examinations. More than ten years ago, he passed the imperial examination and became a second-class scholar (Xiucai) in Qing Feng Prefecture.
A month ago, Dan Yangong returned to the Dan Residence with his birth mother, Madam Shan Min.
"Brother Wei."
Dan Yangong heard him, turned his head, saw that it was Wei Tu, and smiled. He tidied his sleeves and bowed to Wei Tu.
A moment later.
The door opened.
Wei Tu followed behind Dan Yangong into the living room and, along with him, kowtowed to Martial Graduate Dan and Madam Shan Min to pay their respects.
"This child, always bringing gifts, always so formal," Madam Shan Min said with a smile as she saw Wei Tu still holding gifts when he paid his respects.
"This is your New Year's money."
After thinking for a moment, Madam Shan Min, whose hair was graying, rubbed her waist, got up, walked into the inner room, took out a stack of red envelopes, and handed one to Wei Tu.
"Thank you, Mistress."
Wei Tu didn't hesitate. He took the red envelope from Madam Shan Min's hand and thanked her.
Even though he was already married and an adult, and no longer among the children receiving New Year's money, he dared not refuse a gift from an elder. The New Year's money was not much, so he accepted it.
This was all Madam Shan Min's kind gesture.
After paying their respects, Wei Tu and Dan Yangong stood on either side of Martial Graduate Dan and Madam Shan Min, waiting for the other Female Family Members to pay their respects.
"Why haven't we seen the youngest daughter yet?" After waiting for a short while and seeing that the entrance was still empty, Martial Graduate Dan frowned and said unhappily.
"Perhaps she was tired yesterday and overslept this morning." Madam Shan Min's expression was also displeased, but she still spoke a word of mitigation.
Seeing this.
Wei Tu also frowned inwardly, becoming displeased with the ill-mannered Miss Dan Fang. However, as an outsider, he suppressed these emotions in his heart and did not show them.
Waking up early on New Year's Day to visit elders and pay respects was a matter of etiquette.
This world was not modern; it was an ancient era that placed great importance on etiquette.
Especially for prominent families, every word and deed had to adhere to rules and rites, and no transgression was allowed.
Miss Dan Fang's rudeness could be a minor or major offense. If she encountered an elder who was a pedantic old scholar, she would at least be accused of the crime of unfilial conduct.
Everyone waited for a while longer.
Outside the door, a beautiful woman in red walked in, followed by a man in brocade half a step behind her.
The man in brocade held a child with a topknot, about seven or eight years old, by the hand.
Seeing the child, Madam Shan Min's expression softened. She touched the child's head and gave him one of the red envelopes she had taken out earlier.
"Why are you getting up so late today?" At this moment, Martial Graduate Dan slapped the tea table beside him and shouted angrily.
Everyone in the living room seemed accustomed to this scene. Even Wei Tu showed no surprise.
Martial Graduate Dan was polite to everyone. Even when dealing with Long-term Laborers, he was generous and unpretentious, never bothering about trivial gains or losses.
But only towards Dan Fang...
Since Dan Fang returned to the Dan Residence, Wei Tu had seen Martial Graduate Dan lose his temper six or seven times in the past month.
"Last night Yi Wu was being difficult, saying he wanted to ride horses. I... coaxed him for a long time before I finally managed to calm him down, telling him those horses were your treasures and he couldn't touch them..." Dan Fang said aggrievedly.
Upon hearing this, Martial Graduate Dan's face showed impatience. Knowing his youngest daughter well, he understood she was once again scheming for his assets.
However, he found it difficult to scold her in this regard and decided to spare Dan Fang some dignity.
"Father, you don't ride those horses in your stable often, and you haven't been feeling well lately. Why not give one to Yi Wu?"
"Yi Wu has been bothering me for a long time."
Seeing that Martial Graduate Dan's imposing aura had weakened, Dan Fang took a step forward, lowered her head, and forced a soft expression onto her face as she spoke rapidly.
As she spoke, she noticed Martial Graduate Dan purse his lips, his left hand clenching the armrest of the straight-backed chair, his body stiffening. She immediately understood and took another step forward, pressing against Martial Graduate Dan's left arm, and repeated what she had just said.
This time, Dan Fang's tone carried a hint of pleading.
"Yi Wu is still young; he can't ride a horse... As for that old horse in the stable... please take it with you when you leave."
Martial Graduate Dan closed his eyes for a moment, as if in thought. After a few breaths, he finally spoke, his words coming out intermittently.
After speaking, he released the armrest of the chair, and his body seemed to deflate, slumping onto it limply.
A good horse was a second life to a martial artist.
Martial Graduate Dan had meticulously cared for every horse in his stable, ensuring they were sleek, well-groomed, and spirited.
But when faced with his daughter and grandson Yi Wu...
Martial Graduate Dan still couldn't bring himself to refuse.
"Yi Wu, did you hear that?"
"Your grandpa promised to give you a horse. You'll have a horse to ride when you get home."
Dan Fang did not thank Martial Graduate Dan for his generosity. Instead, she held Yi Wu and walked in front of him, saying these words.
"Little sister, that's a bit much." Standing behind Madam Shan Min, Dan Yan Gong's face darkened, and he spoke up to reprimand her.
"Big brother, we haven't even separated the family yet, and you're already looking down on me for asking Father for a horse? Yi Wu will be riding it, not me..."
Dan Fang pouted.
"Besides,"
"You're a scholar; you don't practice martial arts. Is it too much to yield to your nephew?"
She added.
"Oh, right, Father."
"Yi Wu is almost old enough to start Stance Training. I want his father to learn our family's Fist Techniques as well..."
"With his father teaching him directly, Yi Wu will surely be able to pass the Martial Arts Examination and achieve official career success when he grows up."
Dan Fang first glanced at Wei Tu, then shifted her gaze to Martial Graduate Dan, saying with a smile.
"Of course."
"If Brother Wei agrees to teach Yi Wu martial arts in the future, then it doesn't matter if he learns the family techniques... it's all for Yi Wu..."
Dan Fang smiled.
"This..." Hearing this, Martial Graduate Dan immediately fell silent. He coughed lightly, awaiting Wei Tu's answer.
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