At dinner.
The entire Xu Household gathered together.
Bai Jing asked about their trip to the Commandery Seat.
Yang Ronghua replied with a smile, "Mother, everything went smoothly."
"Are your parents well?"
"They're both well. My eldest brother has a child now, too, named Yang Ruifeng."
"Good. That settles one of your wishes."
After a while, Xu Mingwei looked at Xu Chuan and said, "Father, it's time Zhao'er began practicing the Martial Way. I'll be busy with household affairs, so I'm afraid I won't have much time to spare.
I'll leave him in your care. Take him to the Jade-Cold Pool and let him stay by your side, just like Xueji and Yunnu."
Xu Chuan nodded slightly and looked at Xu Dezhao. "Starting tomorrow, would you like to go up the mountain with A Weng every day?"
"I would!" Xu Dezhao nodded like a chick pecking at grain.
The next day.
The eastern sky had turned pale, and dawn's light glimmered faintly.
The distant mountains looked like dark indigo, gradually brushed with golden radiance.
Xu Mingshu took Xu Dezhao onto the White Tiger and rode with him to the Jade-Cold Pool, accompanied by Xu Mingxian.
There were a hundred mu of Medicine Fields here, and the towering Black Iron Fruit Tree had grown exceptionally thick and sturdy.
A mountain breeze swept past, stirring the strings of wind chimes beneath the Bamboo House's eaves into sweet notes that seemed to cleanse the soul.
"Aunt Xueji, even the air here seems fresher than down the mountain," Xu Dezhao said with a smile, turning his head.
"That's because your A Weng planted so many rare medicinal herbs. They have some ability to gather the power of heaven and earth."
"So that's why. A Weng is amazing!"
Xu Chuan was already there.
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